Damien had to admit, the Edolas soldiers were pussies. Most took one look at him and his demon form and ran the other way, and he found himself actually enjoying the battle. He just casually walked around, throwing out random punches and blast of magic when he felt like it. He had magic to waste, he had a shit load, even after attacking the bandits holding Drake and Ul. He was loving it.

"Steph!" Damien's ears perked up at the sound of his sisters name. He turned and saw Ultear pushing her way through the crowd. he followed her gaze and immediatedly found out why. His sisters Edolas counterpart was fighting a few soldiers, and another was poised to run her through with a sword. Damien began to run and was easily faster than Ul, as most people saw his hulking form and got out of his way. The solider got closer, and Damien unfurled his wings and used them to propel himself even faster. I will not watch her die, not again...never again...

"Alright guys, watch this!" Damien turned with a huge smile on his face as his friends cheered him on. He couldn't wait to show off this new for he got. He hadn't tried it out and it was probably dangerous, but what the heck right? He walked to the middle of the guild backyard, and raised his right hand. A black magic circle appeared around it. "Takeover: Demo Xisplate!" Damien shouted as the demon began to merge with his body.

"You're awesome, Damien!" Simon shouted.

"You look awesome!" Elise yelled. Damien wanted to laugh, until he realized something was wrong. Normally he was in control of his takeover, but now he was watching his friends like he was in a theater. He looked around curiously, trying to figure out what was happening.

"Where am I?" He asked aloud, hoping that somebody could hear him and would answer him, but he had the feeling that was a foolish thought. That was, however, until he heard somebody chuckle.

"In your own mind, boy" Damien whirled to find a man wearing midnight black armor, and equally as black hair. He had a reptilian tail, and black horns jutting out from his temples that turned outward. Damien felt the death radiating off of him, and it chilled the young boy.

"Who are you?" Damien asked weakly. The being chuckled. A deep sound that sent a shock down Damien's spine.

"I'm you" he replied. "Or rather, you and I have come to share a body, so to speak"

"What does that mean?" The being sighed, crossing his arms at the young boy.

"Perhaps you would recognize me by my name" he replied, and Damien backed up slightly as black energy flowed off of his armor. "I am the Demon Lord Xisplate, the guardian of the 12th Circle of Judgement. The Demon of Death." Damien paled.

"I'm... you're... we're...?" Xisplate chuckled.

"Yes, I'm the demon whom you have summoned with this takeover. I must say, I'm impressed such a young boy was able to merge with me."

"Why?"

"In a distant land, monks train and meditate for years until they are near death itself to be able to summon me, and here I have a young healthy boy. Quite the change of pace, from bodies so old and withered I can barely move."

"Heh...yeah"

"However, I must take advantage of this...don't you agree, Damien Dreyar?" Before Damien could question what the demon meant, Damien saw his real body turn and shoot off a blast of magic too the left, exploding a small building.

"That was awesome!" His sister shouted.

"Do it again!" Drake laughed. Xisplate chuckled again.

"My my, these children seem hungry for a rampage. Shall I oblige, Dreyar?"

"No, don't blow anything up!" Xisplate smirked.

"Like this?" Damien's real body turned and launched more magic, this time at Magnolia. Damien watched in horror as people he knew ran as building toppled and exploded. "My my, I had forgotten what it was like to kill humans. Such fun"

"Stop!" Damien cried, grabbing the demon's arm and trying to force it down. Damien realized how frigid the armor was. Xisplate laughed darkly.

"I'm sorry, is something wrong?" Damien felt his body take flight, and Xisplate proceeded to attack the city, blowing any and all things he saw up. "What's wrong, Dreyar? Have I done something wrong?"

"You're attacking innocent people with my body! Stop it!"

"Why?"

"Because it isn't right!" Damien felt even more terrified as Xisplate laughed.

"Right?" He demanded. "That is what you've concerned yourself with? You are a demon, Dreyar, we do not worry about such things."

"I'm no demon, I'm human!"

"Oh?" The tone Xisplate used almost made Damien second guess himself. "Is that so?"

"Yeah...it is"

"Then explain to me how you were able to summon me. No normal eight year old boy could've managed that."

"I...learned takeover from my mother..."

"Mother?" Xisplate was silent for a moment before his obsidian eyes widened. "Oh my word, little Mira? This certainly changes things"

"How do you know my mother?" Xisplate smirked.

"Oh it's a fine and bloody tale, boy. Did your mother ever tell you how she obtained her powers?"

"...No"

"...Well, long story short she absorbed a demon attacking her village." Xisplate clicked his tongue. "Such a shame, too. It took us years to replace Keri." Damien wasn't going to ask who that was as Xisplate continued. "The other Demon Lords issued she must die, but I saw your mothers potential, as a demon takeover wizard. I protected her from the other eleven in hopes she would grow. And grow she did."

"What does this have to do with me?" Xisplate smiled darkly.

"Well, we could say that your life belongs to me, as I am the only reason you're alive."

"What?! No! You won't kill me, not now not ever!" The look on Xisplate's face as Damien's body continued to rampage told Damien the demon wasn't interested in hearing it. Xisplate sighed.

"If not the life of the caster as is tradition with me, than perhaps someone close enough, would that suffice?"

"Huh?" Damien wasn't sure what that meant until he heard footsteps.

"Oniichan, stop!" Damien whirled to find his little sister staring up at him angrily. "You're hurting people, stop!"

"Steph!" Damien shouted. "Get away, please! This isn't..." Xisplate laughed.

"Being bound by blood is as close as I can get, wouldn't you agree Dreyar?" Damien felt tears stinging his eyes.

"No, not her! Not my sister!" Xisplate growled, and Damien saw his earthly body aim his hand at Steph.

"I grow tired of our conversation Dreyar. I'd apologize in advance, but I really don't give a damn" Black energy swirled in Damien's open palm, and shot at Steph at lightning speed, everything around her becoming a blur.

"Steph!"

Damien opened his eyes and looked around. He was in the infirmary. How had he gotten here again? he tried to sit up and his body ached in response. He heard the door open, and Wendy stood there with a weak smile on her face.

"Oh, you're awake Damien" She said sadly. "That's good at least"

"What happened?" The young Dreyar managed. Wendy sighed.

"You lost control of your takeover and trashed the city, or most of it." It all came really back to Damien now, the rampage, the death.

Steph

Damien felt a rock settle in his stomach as he remembered what Xisplate had said. 'Being bound by blood is as close as I can get, wouldn't you agree, Dreyar?' Damien felt like dying. He looked up at Wendy weakly.

"Steph" He managed to choke out. "What happened to Steph?" Wendy sighed as she looked down.

"She..." Wendy trailed off. "I'm sorry, Damien. There was nothing left." Damien felt as if he was falling. Steph was gone, slayed by her demonic older brother. How could he have let that happen? Xisplate had wanted blood, and he'd gotten it. Damien felt his body begin to rock and shake with anger and sadness, but he felt none of it. He was back in his head, and the demon was behind him.

"Shall we ever have fun again" Xisplate said with a smile. "A life is required, or I shall take yours, got it?" Damien didn't reply, he had no words to do so with. "I cannot wait until we do business again...Damien" Damien felt himself beginning to sob, huge labored ones. Wendy was doing her best to comfort him.

"Steph...I'm sorry, Steph...He made me do it..."

Damien grabbed the blade before it pierced his sisters stomach, and the soldier responsible panicked at the sight of him. Damien let out a low growling noise that alerted his sister.

"I watched Steph die once." He hissed at the soldier as he bent the blade upward and snapped it. "I will not let you repeat that fate here, Xisplate." The soldier looked terrified.

"Who is..." The soldier was cut off as Damien grabbed him by his neck and threw him away. Steph smiled at him.

"Thanks, Oniichan!" She said brightly, causing Damien's stomach to turn. "He almost had me!"

"...yeah, you're welcome." Silence befell them as the battle raged on.

"Hey Oniichan" Damien turned to his little sister from Edolas curiously. She had a big smile on her face, and that didn't help soothe Damien's guilt at the flashback. "Don't beat yourself up over killing Earth-Me. I'm sure you didn't mean too. You're too nice to do that." Damien sighed.

"I know I'm too nice, but my demons aren't." He told her. "After all, Xisplate killed her. I was just helpless to do anything"

"Well, then why are you so upset about it? It wasn't your fault."

"The only reason Xisplate got close enough to kill you was my own faulty sense of control. I'm never summoning him again. Ever."

"Good! Now, I have to go find Edo-You. He's probably hiding somewhere." Steph ran off, and Damien watched her go sadly. All she ever managed to do, regardless of her not blaming himself pep talks, just intensified his guilt. Damien turned and took off into the battlefield. never again... I will not use him ever again. Damien paled as a voice not his own laughed in his head.

"Never again, eh Damien? I guess we'll just see about that, won't we? After all, you and I have a shared destiny. We will see each other soon enough, trust me."

Damien did his best to ignore the voice he hadn't heard for ten years, but it unnerved him a lot.

"Damien, look out!" Damien turned just in time to see a soldier get flung away by a burst of heavenly light, the sword that was going to kill him clattering the the ground. Simon soared next to Damien and gave him a look. "Don't get so distracted with bugs, Damien." Simon informed him flatly. "It almost killed you." Damien managed a laugh.

"Sorry, but the soldiers are such a joke!" Before Simon could reply, Damien heard a screech. Both turned to find Edo-Ul being forced down on by three soldiers intent on killing her.

"I got it," Simon told Damien. "You collect yourself."

"Can do, Fairy Prince...or whatever the hell you go by" Damien watched as Simon cast him an irritated look and soared off to save Edo-Ul. Damien clenched his fists. Combined Destiny, Xisplate? Let's see how you prophecy works with you stuck in the demon world. The demon laughed in response.

"Plenty of time, Damien. We have plenty of time"

Pretty dark chapter, I know. Let's try and get five reviews, so leave one if you enjoyed!