Moka considered this may have been some sort of trap. She didn't know where her child, and his forces were, but she knew where three thousand of Fairy Tale's men were. She also was aware of how much gore from them was covering her boots. She hoped her son and everyone with him was ok, but at that moment she had to focus.

Her knee shattered another jaw as she tried to locate her husband in the chaos. They were so severely outnumbered, that even the fact that there were two unshackled shinsos there, didn't make her feel like they were going to win without major losses. Their own forces only numbered about thirty five. They hadn't lost any yet, but there was no chance there wouldn't be any deaths in this fight.

She managed to catch sight of Akua slicing through masses of enemies. She was glad that she had chosen to bring her along. Her sister had more knowledge of how Fairy Tale worked than she did, and it didn't hurt that her child-like appearance was demoralizing to the people she took apart.

When a break opened up in the fighting around her she took a breath and observed what was happening. The vampires she had brought were fighting bare handed, which was to be expected, that was how a vampire preferred to fight. Even though she had been born a vampire, the sight of a single one taking on twenty or thirty enemies at a time, really drove home what they were. This seemed like a vampire's true home, the killing fields.

She felt something powerful bump into her back, and spun to face it with deadly force, when that powerful something swept her up in a passionate kiss. She loved her husband. Only he would do something so stupid, in such a stressful situation. That said, it did make her feel a lot better, and gave her a second wind in the fight.

"Let me up before some idiot tries to cave my head in, Lover Boy," she said as he released her.

Tsukune wasn't even breathing hard, "I couldn't help myself. You looked so cute covered in blood and torn flesh. Have you seen any sign of Tekeshi's troops?"

"None, which I don't know if that makes me completely freaked out since I don't know where they are, or if I am relieved since he isn't here," she said as she shook her head.

"Until I have a reason for the former, I am going to stick with the second one. Was there any warning of this man- one second," Tsukune put his fist through an ogre's stomach that saw them as an easy target as they conversed.

"There wasn't any. I was expecting maybe forty or fifty, not thousands. This was a complete blindside. A moment to speak here asshole," she took the head off of something that ran at her with an axe with a perfect blind reverse roundhouse.

"That was a new one, wanted to shake it up a little," Tsukune asked as he grabbed an orc by the throat and snapped its neck.

"I was watching kungfu movies, and felt inspired. I can't even count how many we have knocked down, and I wouldn't be surprised if they have more on the way. Thankfully they haven't sent anyone with firepower down this way. I lost my headset twenty minutes ago, do you have anyway to contact Kurumu so we can get an idea of what is going on," Moka took a second to breath while nothing was coming at them.

"I was a little preoccupied with the fact that our son likes beating on things, whether he should or not. So I may have, just, not picked up a radio," a sheepish vampire was a novel thing.

They didn't have a chance to continue on with their conversation as a new wave of Fairy Tale came at them. They didn't last that long, but they still charged the two vampires, having ignored the rather sizable pile of corpses in their vicinity. Fanatical, yes. Intelligent, no.

Moka and Tsukune weren't about to run out of steam any time soon, but they did have to worry about the rest of the vampires. They would still be fighting when any other single enemy had run out of energy, but this wasn't a duel or a skirmish. They were outnumbered at least a hundred to one. They were going to start having to either fall back, or fall.

She wished that one of the teams of witches of war would come their way, but that would be way too convenient. She had wanted to avoid using any of her power, but there wasn't a choice at this point. She let just a little out, and she could feel the wavering from the enemy forces. It didn't last long unfortunately, but it did happen.

She managed to spare a glance at the village. They were still outside of it, so she wasn't too worried about having to lead the fight away from it. She also didn't see any movement that would indicate that the VIP had started to come out to join in on the fight. She hoped that they would be able to handle it when they decided to come out.

Tsukune was only having it a little easier. One on one, kicking was very effective due to the focus of force it could deliver. In a group, boxing actually proved a better choice. Kicking's issue was that you typically had to have one leg remain on the ground to provide support and a fulcrum. Boxing allowed you to keep both feet on the ground, and push off to increase the force, and the follow ups were much faster.

While Moka had to focus on one, Tsukune was able to deal with two or more at a time. Anything he hit tended to get devastated. Though that was more due to the sheer amount of power he possessed, rather than how good a fighting style boxing was. The sound of cracking and shattering bone was only overpowered by the utter screams of pain caused by the cracking and shattering of bones.

Literally causing a major depopulation event was taking up a great deal of the vampires' attention. Enough that they didn't notice a single individual strolling through the sea of dead, dying, and soon to start dying. It wasn't who they were hunting, but it was someone who could possibly offer a threat to the shinsos. Fox-like ears twitched in anticipation.

"Hmm. Well Aono, I am ready to continue with our previous fight," Kuyo yelled over the sounds of melee.

Tsukune didn't seem to hear him. He simply continue to further cut down on the number of forces that Kuyo had at his command.

Kuyo's eyes narrowed in irritation, "DID YOU NOT HEAR ME, AONO? I AM READY TO REMOVE YOU FROM THIS WORLD."

Another head seemed to explode as Tsukune followed through on another blow, "Would you shut up and wait your turn. There is a line, get in it."

Kuyo stood there for a second, anger flaring from the sheer disrespect that was being shown to a living god, "You, seriously are going to ignore me? I, you, YOU, JUST GO DIE," he let his full power flare.

He noticed several other vampires look over at him questioningly. Even the woman looked at him like he was more annoying than he was dangerous. He was a god, and they were treating him like a child.

Balls of fox fire flew out and incinerated the soldiers that were engage with Aono, "I believe that your line has suddenly become much shorter."

Tsukune turned around, covered in blood and gore, and gave the yoko a completely dead look, "If I must."

Sharp teeth were on display as Kuyo smile maniacally, "You treat a god like he is nothing, your arrogance will be rewarded justly."

"Kuyo, have you failed to realize that I ceased to see you as a threat a long time ago. I do not care, if you think you are a god. I don't care how many tails you have. I simply do no-," Kuyo had rushed forward and buried his fist in Tsukune's gut, "t see you as anything to be concerned about."

The yoko jumped back and looked at his fist. He had felt a little bit of movement, but he didn't even make Aono stop speaking. He suddenly realized that he was still outclassed, but he was dedicated now. He had to see this through even if it killed him. His pride was on the line.

"How long can you keep up taking blows like that, Aono? I guess we are about to find out," he rushed forward again, searing white flames covering his arms.

Blow after blow rained down on the vampire. Kuyo didn't even keep track of how many times he struck. He waited to see how much a blow was going to do to his body, but it didn't come. Punch after punch, after punch. His flames would have burned any lesser being to ash.

"Why, won't, you, hit, back?"

He barely could see Aono's face as he talked through the flames, "When are you going to start hitting me so that I can?"

He suddenly realized that his opponent didn't look the same. Black geometric marks covered his enemy's face, and his eyes were completely black. He now knew why no one had seen him as anything to pay attention to. Even as powerful as his tails had made him, he now knew what he was truly facing.

The blow didn't hurt when it finally came. He hadn't expected it to when he was highly confidant, but he did get moved back. A long way back. There wasn't any pain though. That lack of pain gave him confidence again, but that was the problem.

He came at Aono again. Blow after blow rained down. It had gone from a mosquito against a dog, to a mosquito against a brick wall.

"Are you ready to stop this idiocy, and just go away. My child and my ward, gave you a chance to live, and I will respect that if you are willing to truly take it," Tsukune's voice was still even and unconcerned.

Moka walked up curious, considerably more covered in gore than she had been, "Tsukune?"

"What purpose is there in fighting an enemy that could never hope to stand to you? Utsuki gave him back his mind, I do not wish to disrespect her decision," he looked over at his wife as Kuyo fell to his knees.

Aono was right. Even as strong as two more tails had made him, he would never match Aono. The Benefactor had been right. He was too arrogant to truly be able to become powerful. He wanted it too much, he wanted to become a god so that he could rule over those he saw as lesser than him. Now, at the most powerful he could become, he was still not above him.

He stood, and let his power fade away, "You are right. I cannot defeat you. At least, I may not be able to yet. I will not admit defeat. It doens't matter though, I already know that you won't leave here. I will see how the world continues after your demise," with that, he rose, turned, and disappeared.

The two vampires watched him go. Those words were not comforting. He knew what they were going to face, and it confirmed their worst fears. They knew that it was most likely Shinso that was the benefactor of Fairy Tale, and the interest in Vampiris had only confirmed that.

Utsuki was completely exhausted. As was everyone except the witches of war. Whatever had been calling Tekeshi, had made him take off at a run. It was like he was possessed. He was so far ahead that they weren't trying to keep up, just trying to reach him as soon as he stopped.

They could see the battle raging up ahead, but Tekeshi had completely disappeared. Utsuki looked ahead, shocked by the number of men Fairy Tale had flooded in since the hill had exploded. She saw Asusa tighten her grip on her gun, as she started breathing like she was terrified. It probably wasn't like, she could tell that her friend was terrified.

They had only been meant to annoy Fairy Tale to help control the front lines, not get involved in the thick of the fighting. She wasn't even a fighter, she was there to help make sure that the ones that had to be afraid of injury survived. Also because she hadn't wanted to be in the situation she was in now, and separated from Tekeshi.

"You doing alright 'Suki? You look like you are about to really have a heart attack. Let's take a rest, the witches are better suited to go ahead and get into the fight," Asusa looked over, doing her best to put a smile on her face.

"That isn't a bad idea, you look as bad as I do. I think your sucker is running out," she replied, not putting as much effort into it.

The yuki-onna took the stick out of her mouth, and threw it to the side. Replacing it she sat on the ground, with the three other girls that couldn't march for an eternity joining her. They were all worried for Tekeshi, especially with how he had been acting. Utsuki gripped the wooden saya tightly, hoping that its owner was still going to need it when they reached him.

"Don't worry about him Dyke, Tekeshi is tough. I don't think any of those jack-wipes over there will be able to stop him," Harumi could tell what was on Utsuki's mind.

Utsuki though, found something to distract her for the moment, "What is a, jack-wipe?"

The succubus shrugged, "My dad's old sergeant used to say things like that. His old unit keeps up with mom, and makes sure that if we need anything, which is weird cause we are loaded, that we have it. I know Mom is sleeping with a few of them too, which probably sounds bad to you, but it is a different thing for us."

"Isn't that a little disrespectful to his memory," Utsuki asked.

"Dad, left me some recordings, in case he died before I was born. Well, he did of course, and he said a lot. He knew what Mom was. He had even said that he didn't know how it really went, but that if I saw a bunch of them staying over a lot, that they were, to use his word, "railing" her, and it was to help her out with what we were. I don't think he knew how big of a chance there was that Mom would die if she lost him. So yeah, I have seen more of an American marine's body, than most girls my age. It is actually funny to see them jump around trying to cover their dicks when I walked up on them when they tried to use the bathroom in the middle of the night."

"Utsuki, she is a succubus, and therefore, a natural born slut. Whatever she says, disregard," Asusa said.

Yusa toned in with a pointed finger, "Slut."

"If you two weren't family," Harumi raised her fist at them.

"It's fine, I'm not as sensitive about it anymore," Utsuki said.

"I hope you wouldn't be after banging Tekeshi, that would be a little weird," Harumi said crossing her arms.

Yusa and Asusa's jaws dropped as they looked at her, "YOU TWO DID WHAT?"

Utsuki got really small as she looked over at the succubus, "How did you know?"

Harumi laughed, "I'm a succubus. I am basically a sex demon. You two smelled like sex and each other the next morning. I just didn't think it was a big enough deal to comment on until now."

Something happened then, that none of them were expecting.

Yusa stood up as snow and fog surrounded her, "You defiled Onii-san, you damn whore. How could you?"

Utsuki fell back to the ground and started to crawl backwards away. Yusa never spoke in a full sentence unless she was speaking in tandem with Asusa, or insulting Harumi. If she was now, there was legitimate danger to Utsuki.

"Yusa, calm down. You already knew that it was going to happen eventually, and you promised me that you weren't going to get in between them. Calm down, please," Asusa stepped in between them.

"She defiled Onii-san," tears were flowing down her cheeks, "She defiled Onii-san. How can I just stand here and do nothing? I don't care what you thought was going to happen, Onii-san, was perfect. He was pure. How could she?"

Harumi was less delicate as she walked over and smacked her on top of the head, "Because they are completely, totally, and unabashedly in love with each other. That is what happens. You get to a point where hugs and kisses aren't enough for it any more. Me and your sister were there before. We thought that we wanted that from him. It wasn't going to happen. Me and Ice Bitch over here know that, and you are going to have to accept it. Even if it takes me knocking you on the head everyday until we graduate school."

The ice fairy fell to her knees. Devastation was written on her face. For a moment everyone there looked at her like you would look at a nuclear bomb that was about to detonate. Yusa had always been quiet, and rather reserved in using her power as a yuki-onna, so they weren't absolutely sure what was about to happen.

Utsuki was the first to move, and as usual she did the least intuitive thing she could do, "I know. Yusa, I know. If I was in your place, I might freak out too. I didn't force him to, and he was prepared to refuse if he thought that I wasn't completely sure of my decision. He isn't any less perfect now, than he was before. If anything, he is more perfect than he has ever been. I will never take him away from you, if you never try to take him away from me,"she said as she embraced Yusa.

Harumi and Asusa stood back. At this point, it was all up to them to make peace. That didn't stop them from worrying about what could happen. All it would take is for Yusa to jam an icicle through Utsuki's heart. At that point, even how much Tekeshi loved her might not be enough to save her life.

"Do you, promise," Yusa finally said after a while.

"I do. You know that I value you as a friend, so much, even if you don't seem to like me half as much," Utsuki replied, never letting up on the hug.

"I, do like you. Don't like, talking much," Yusa started sounding more like herself.

It was a sight that actually made the other two girls smile, knowing that their group wasn't about to shrink.