"And the First Match up is" Rio said over the intercoms as he waited for a name to show "Chris Zumeer and…" the screen continued to flip through random names.

"Please be a vamp," Chris was saying to himself "please be a vamp, please be a vamp."

Mizore shook her head knowing he was pushing himself too much; he had been training for the past three days straight. Wanting to fight a vampire in his state would be risky, no matter how strong he truly is. "You shouldn't wish for such things" she said to him gently "after all vampires are the strongest of all monsters."

"That's the idea" with a smile as he anxiously waited for the name to appear "if I can go toe to toe with a vamp I can show I'm strong to the entire school. I've proven I'm stronger than Werewolves, now it's time for the next level."

"Jack Murdock."

"No" Moka said as her eyes widened with fear; 'he's here…' she thought 'why is he here?'

'This can't be good' her true self said back to her 'you need to warn Zumeer before he gets his self killed.'

"Do you know that guy Moka?" Tsukune asked.

Moka didn't answer as she pushed through the crowd to get to the stairs to the arena. She can't let Chris get egotistic with Jack, especially if it was the same Jack Murdock she knows. He is trained to be even more heartless than she was.

He wouldn't take to Chris' attitude lightly if Chris starts to run his mouth. Jack's pride and ego once rivaled her own before Alex woke her up to reality. Jack would kill Chris without a second thought if something would cause him to be full of pride or ego.

Tsukune rushed to follow her, but the crowd wasn't making it easy for him. For some reason she was pushing through the crowd more aggressively than she normally would. 'This is weird,' Tsukune said to his vampire side 'she didn't say a word before she took off.'

'Then she knows this guy; if she took off that quick and is being aggressive about pushing through the crowd, like you should be doing, she knows something important and feels she has to tell Chris.'

She finally caught up with Chris in the preparation area; something seemed off with Chris, he seemed to be itching for a fight. Given that wasn't too weird, but his foot was tapping impatiently as he waited for the gate to open up.

"Zumeer-san" Moka said to him "your opponent; he's not someone to just go in swinging against. He's a vampire, and a prodigy child of a noble house. He's just as strong as my true self."

"Good" now bouncing on the balls of his feet trying to keep from punching a hole in the gate "I can prove I'm stronger than your species, nothing personal against you. I'll make sure I take him down quick."

"Will you pay attention damn it" as she spun him around and smacked him.

"Ok" with a serious face "now you have my attention."

"He'll kill you without a second thought or any hesitation. You need to be careful, just trying to end the fight quickly won't work" Chris could see the concern in her eyes "you can't let your ego or attitude get the better of you either. His is much worse, and he won't hold back."

"Thanks for the heads up" as he turned around right before the gate began to lower "I suddenly feel like a Gladiator" with a smile as he walked into the arena.

He could see the stand packed with students waiting for the fight to start; many were cheering. He really didn't want all the attention, but he couldn't help but to soak it in and raise his fist up into the air for the crowd. He quickly looked around the arena to study the landscape and obstacles. Nothing changed from two days ago, which is good for him.

The other gate lowered and he could see a figure walking out into the arena. Silver hair, red eyes, and all the traits of a vampire; Chris smiled knowing he'd finally be able to test himself against a vampire. The one thing that annoyed him though was the cloak the vampire was wearing; the symbol on it was familiar to him but he couldn't remember how.

"I'm not here to waste my time with a filthy mix-breed like you" Jack said "I'm here for Shuzen-chan" looking into the stands at Moka "or the weakling that's taken interest in her. You are neither, so get lost mixed-breed before I decide to kill you."

"No one by that name here" with a smile "trust me, I've looked at the student roster. You're in the wrong area. And I'm not a mixed-breed; I'm an entirely new species."

"So you claim. You reek of multiple species, which means you are a mixed-breed; a filthy Monstrel. Nothing you say, or do will ever convince me otherwise."

Chris quickly grew tired of listening to this vampire that knows nothing about him talk like he knows everything about him. He changed into his true form and disappeared; then reappeared as he landed a punch in Jack's gut. Chris was shocked when Jack looked like he wasn't affected by the punch at all; to be realistic he looked like he was pissed.

"Pathetic" as he grabbed Chris' fist and threw him across the arena "even your true form shows you are but a filthy mixed-breed" walking towards Chris "I was going to let you walk away and live, but now that you've attacked me I'm gonna make sure the world has one less mixed-breed."

He picked Chris up by his throat and threw him into the closest wall he could see with as much force as he could. The wall cracked right as Chris hit it then crumbled on top of him, Jack continued to walk towards the rubble and pulled Chris out of it. "Filthy mixed-breed" looking at the cracked visor that protects Chris' face "you need to learn your place. And I'll remind you before I kill you." He slammed Chris into the ground and threw him across the ground into a column.

Chris stood up with his visor completely demolished; cracked in half diagonally with one half on the ground. Blood running down his face from where the visor broke off from its counterpart. His vision began to blur from the rapid blood loss, but he had only one thing on his mind; beating this egotistic vampire into next week.

Why couldn't he go as fast as he normally could; why didn't his punch put that vampire on the ground? Something was noticeably wrong with him, but this was the first time he's ever felt so weak. This is precisely why he had been training for the past three days.

Slower, weaker, unable to predict the next attack from his opponent, and to top that he was starting to feel like he wanted to go on a killing spree again; something he hasn't done for a little over a year. He had an opponent that could take the beating, so now would be better than later and have to take a beating from Algren or Alex to get him under control. His visible eye shifted to a darker tint, and he managed to disappear fast enough to leave a slight after image. He reappeared in front of his vampiric opponent and kicked him into the air with as much force as he could muster.

Jack wasn't expecting the force that his high-speed opponent hit him with. The force he was hit with was only matched by one person's; Moka's. Memories of the fights they'd be in when they would spar against each other suddenly came into his mind. He could never beat her, but he would often come close. His memories were quickly diminished when he felt Chris land another hit in his gut and sent him crashing into the wall.

Chris grabbed four of the spikes on his back and threw them into Jack's arms and legs, pinning him against the wall. Then appeared in front of him and landed a punch into his chest. The feeling he got from letting lose like this felt good to him, he wanted more. He continued to punch his opponent with as much force as he could; gut, chest, face, gut, face, randomly hitting the vampire in specific places to inflict the most pain he can.

He slowly began to lose control of his normal behavior and wanted the vampire dead. This vampire that was looking for some girl named Shuzen, some vampire girl. Each hit made him want to hit this vampire even more, with more force each time.

Every time before when he got this urge to go on a killing spree he was able to come to before anyone was killed. This time though, this time he couldn't get a hold of himself to stop; he wanted to cause enough pain to kill this vampire; or at least make him wish he was dead. Unable to control this new level of wanting to kill anyone possible wasn't normal for him.

Jack couldn't do anything as he took hit after repetitive hit; this mixed-breed was going to kill him. This was going to be a death that would never be forgivable to his family. He was trained to kill without mercy, to not hesitate, and not hold back for anyone; but he wanted to take his time with this mixed-breed. A choice he was quickly regretting; hit after hit he could only endure the pain because of the spikes that had his arms and legs pinned to the wall.

The beating continued for five minutes; with no end in sight. The vampire's face bludgeoned and covered in his own blood; Chris' knuckles busted wide open. The Head Monster looked at Algren and said "I believe this has gone on long enough."

Algren nodded and disappeared; he reappeared behind Chris, grabbed him by his helmet and threw him away from his opponent. Chris got up off the ground and had a fire of rage and anger in his eyes; who had just stopped him from killing this vampire that would kill him. He saw Algren and vanished, and reappeared in front of him ready to strike.

Algren grabbed his fist and flipped him onto the ground. He grabbed Chris by his throat and picked him up; "This fight is over Chris" he said looking Chris in the eyes "now stop fighting."

Chris was still fighting to get loose from Algren's powerful grip. He didn't even recognize Algren as a friend anymore, he just saw Algren as a potential opponent that could farther test his abilities. He raised his fist and tried to buckle Algren's elbow so he could get free, but no such luck.

Algren was getting tired of Chris' unusual behavior, even for him wanting to kill someone without mercy isn't normal. He leaned his head back and slammed it onto Chris', causing Chris' eyes to roll to the back of his head and black out. A small stream of blood came from Algren as he lifted his head back; he had hit Chris with enough force to not only cause Chris to black out, but bust his forehead open.

Algren let go of Chris and watched him start to fall to the ground, but he caught Chris before he hit the ground. He looked at the vampire that's pinned against the wall and shook his head; "Pathetic" he said to the vampire as he walked towards the gate with Chris thrown over his shoulder.

Jack couldn't do anything but stay pinned against the wall as he slowly blacked out from blood loss. Another person ran from the gate Algren was walking to and said "I'm coming, my Lord." When he got to Jack he grabbed one of the spikes in Jack's legs and pulled it out as quickly as he could; luckily Jack had passed out. His servant grabbed the rest of the spikes and yanked them out and caught Jack before he fell on the ground.

Medics quickly rushed out to begin treating the defeated vampire. The injuries might be bad but a vampire's natural healing ability would make easy work of treating him. Once they got him on a stretcher they rushed to the medical wing in the Coliseum; his servant following right alongside them the entire way.

When the servant passed the half of Chris' visor that broke off, he picked it up and continued to follow the medics. Surely his Lord would want to examine his opponent's visor closely to try to figure out what he is.

Algren waited as William healed Chris and tried to figure out what had happened. Such power and lust for blood was only common amongst one species, and that was only under the right circumstances. Vampires rarely lost control, well pure-breed vampires anyway, on the level that Algren experiences or even that Chris had displayed.

William was just as puzzled as Algren; he couldn't find any kind of damage on the insides of Chris despite taking the powerful hits he did. It was also just as Jack had said, he is indeed a mixed-breed; however, he is still a new species of mixed-breed. No signs of weaknesses that could narrow down his origins, no individual traits that would give away the origins or anything that would tell him what this boy's ancestors were. He is Algren's exact opposite.

However, William couldn't help but to feel that the boy he was healing is somehow connected to dragons. Not just knowing they still exist, but rather a personal, blood connection. A feeling that's impossible for him to explain, but he was definitely going to search the records when he gets back to the Stronghold.

William lifted Chris' hand and healed his busted knuckles. Such an unusual Monstrel to have been able to cause so much damage to a stronger opponent and walk away with only busted knuckles for an injury. If any other Monstrel were to try what this child had, they would've broken at least two fingers and a wrist.

Algren noticed something that was definitely different. His hand which had five fingers and talons in place of nails; four of the fingers were merging which would leave only three large black claws. The scales on his torso had looked as if they had lightened up and had hair starting to grow from the underlying skin.

"I can't find anything wrong with him" William said as he finished healing the unconscious boy "I don't understand it. Of all my years of healing unusual injuries and diseases I've never seen something like this."

"Could he be part vampire?" Algren asked the dragon medic "I know the signs of ghoulish nature taking over someone all too well. He showed some of those signs."

"I honestly don't know at this point."

Algren stood up and walked out of the medical wing. He had questions for this Jack Murdock guy that had fought Chris. He had to find out who sent him, why he was sent, and better yet how the hell he got into the tournament without being enrolled in the Academy.

He sped past the gate to the arena and then the flight of stairs that lead to the stands. Following the scent of blood that lingered in the air. It slowly got stronger and stronger as he worked his way through many halls and stairs down farther into the ground.

Before he realized it, he was in front of a large iron door with reinforcing bars and rivets. One guard stood outside the door looking at Algren with a large battle ax in his hand. If Algren was weak he'd be greatly intimidated by the guard.

The door creaked open with protest as three medics walked out of the room. One sighed as he closed the door behind him.

"Is he awake?" Algren asked the medic.

"Not at the moment Kusu-sensei" he said back "but you'll be the third to know."

"Third?" with a hint of anger.

"The Head Monster will be the first I inform, then the Safety Committee, and then you" knowing that Algren was already in a foul mood "it's protocol."

"Screw protocol" with anger "I will be the first one informed when he wakes up. He will be chained to the floor and wall so he can't move so much as an inch, and if his servant tries to come down here hold him so I can question him myself. Don't you dare bring the Safety Committee in on this; that vampire was looking for Moka and Tsukune, 'I' am assigned to protect them. So you will only tell me of his status; do we understand each other?"

The medic only nodded; the guard gulped in fear. Algren walked off, leaving his anger lingering in the air as if he were still there. He had to get a hold of his anger, he needed to blow off some steam and relevel his head.

In the arena:

Tsukune waited for his opponent to enter the arena. His opponent was some guy only called Michel; no last name. When the gate finally lowered, he saw his opponent. The guy that was Jack Murdock's servant, so he was most likely a vampire.

What reinforced Tsukune's theory was the silver tint to the guy's hair, light red eyes, and slits for pupils. One thing that was odd though was how dull the silver tint was; it was noticeable but only if you knew what to look for. Not sure what to think of the oddities he just brushed them off.

A few things didn't set right with Tsukune however. He had never seen this vampire at the school before; or the one he served for that matter. How had this guy managed to slip past the barrier and the three people that did registration?

Then the long sleeves of his shirt didn't lie properly against his arms. The way they sat made it look like something was underneath them. Something told Tsukune that this was not going to be a 'by the book' fight.

Each step that Michel took towards him made a primitive urge creep up. The urge to show dominance; not just to his opponent, but to everyone that was in the arena. The Holy Locket trembled as it kept Tsukune's primitive vampiric nature in check, but each slight tremble felt like it wasn't doing its job properly.

Tsukune closed his eyes and talked with his vampire side. His mindscape made a small room appear for the conversation. Two chairs, a small coffee table, and his vampire side sitting in the opposite chair than the one he was reaching for.

'I already know what you're fixing to ask' the vampire said with a smile 'and I understand why you want to. Please take a set; it'd be awkward if you don't take a set in your own mindscape.'

Tsukune took a set in a rather comfortable leather chair. He looked at his vampire side and couldn't help but to smile at the way his vampire side's hair looked. His vampire side shook his head.

'I understand why you wouldn't want me to do this fight by myself' Tsukune said 'on my own I'm only human…'

'but with Moka's blood running through our veins we are more' with a snicker 'I don't understand why this seal is having a hard time keeping our new vampiric nature in line. Until someone can figure out why it's acting up 'I' don't want to risk turning into a ghoul and being killed because we can't regain control.'

Tsukune let out a light laugh, 'If I get into a pinch though…'

'Yeah, I'll save our ass; but you'll owe me for it.'

Tsukune opened his eyes and let them refocus themselves. He saw Michel's mouth moving but didn't hear anything.

"I said 'are you done daydreaming so we can start this fight?'" Michel said.

Tsukune nodded. Suddenly two short swords dropped from Michel's sleeves and into his hands. Michel continued to take swings at Tsukune with almost master form. Swinging downwards, followed immediately by the second sword being swung horizontally.

Tsukune barely spun around the attacks, and his shirt got cut by the second sword's swing. He looked at the cut and sighed. He tried to unbutton his shirt as Michel continued to take swings at him.

"I thought the rules said no weapons" the Head Monster said as he looked at Alex as he walked in.

"What are you…" looking out the window at the fight "UGH, I'll handle this" as he started to head back outside.

"Wait" Rio said "look at how Algren's pupil is handling the pressure of the uneven odds." Alex looked at how Tsukune grabbed Michel's left arm and flipped him onto the ground. "Looks like he's right at home fighting like this," with a smile "does he have any swords of his own?"

"Yeah…" heading out the door "I'll go get them."

Alex ran down the stairs, out the exit and headed towards the dorms. On his way he saw Algren resting against a tree with his own weapon arsenal laid out on the ground. Alex saw the twin hook swords and came to a screeching halt.

"I need to borrow these" Alex said to him as he grabbed the twin hook swords and sprinted back towards the coliseum.

Algren appeared in front of Alex and flipped him onto the ground.

"You know better than to take another person's weapons without explaining what you need it for" as he picked up his swords.

"Tsukune needs them because his opponent has swords" as he picked himself up off the ground "and the Head Monster wants Tsukune to fight it out. So I need to get him some sort of weaponry."

Algren flipped his swords around and put the hilts into Alex's hands. The worn-out leather that wrapped around the steel had a weird texture as Alex tightened his grip on them. The ends of the swords clanked together as Alex once again sprinted to the coliseum.

Tsukune's shirt was officially cut to shreds from barely dodging his opponent's attacks. He continued to dodge attacks hoping to get an opening to get an attack in himself. The tiny nicks on his torso from close dodges started to bleed onto his already ruined shirt.

'You need to get closer to him,' he heard in his head 'if it means taking one hit so you can land one or two powerful ones, then take the hit.'

Tsukune listened and stepped closer to his opponent as he prepared to get as many hits in as possible. Michel swung one sword at an upward diagonal expecting to finish the fight; but to his dismay Tsukune leaned forward and out to the side. Tsukune felt the tip of the sword slice into his chest; the wound was shallow but was worse than his earlier wounds.

Tsukune got right in Michel's face as he landed one powerful hit into his got with his fist. Tsukune could feel the hit reverberate back up his arm. To his surprise it wasn't as bad as what he was expecting; he was expecting the hit to cause his knuckles to bust open from the force behind the hit and the natural toughness of his opponent.

The force of the hit caused Michel to be forced forward as he tasted blood in his mouth. He is a vampire, the most powerful species of monsters ever to exist; how could his opponent have caused so much pain with only one hit? Then he saw it; the Holy Locket, but that didn't explain why he has so much power. His line of thought was interrupted by a hit to the side of his face; which sent him bouncing across the sandy field and into a pillar.

The Holy Locket started to tremble, unable to keep up with the aura consumption happening. One seal began to weaken as Tsukune recovered from punching his opponent. He could feel more aura being used than what he is used to. Tsukune knew he couldn't fight hand to weapon on the same level as his opponent without putting himself in danger.

"Tsukune" he heard from the crowd "here" he saw a set of twin hook swords thrown towards him and land hilt in the sand ten feet from him.

Tsukune picked them up and felt the old leather grips and knew that this set wasn't his; but he didn't have the option of being picky. He readied himself for his opponent and watched him stand up and spit blood from his mouth. Tsukune could see the anger in his opponent's eyes; a vampire losing to an opponent of unknown origins was bad enough, but in front of so many witnesses it was an insult.

Michel charged his now armed opponent; he wanted to kill him, but his orders were to force him to go to the Castle. His ego and pride were only kept in check by fear of what would happen if he didn't follow orders. Anything Jack could do dulled in comparison of what He would do if he screwed up.

Michel swung aiming for places that would only incapacitate his opponent rather than kill him; which was unusual for him to have to do. Aiming low for his opponent's thighs he swung with only half the force he normally uses against opponents. After all, it's easier to make an opponent pass out from blood loss than a knock on the head; especially this opponent.

Tsukune easily blocked and kicked his opponent in the head knocking him back a couple feet. Taking the opening he linked his swords together and swung at his opponent. The wide radius forced his opponent to jump back to keep from getting cut with the sharp end of the hilt.

When the hilt swung back around towards Tsukune he grabbed it and disconnected the ends. His opponent stood and looked almost in awe as he realized what his opponent had been trained in. This fight was clearly not for him to be fighting, seeing he has no training in Chinese martial arts.

"You are an opponent better suited for Akuha Shuzen-chan" Michel said as he continued to fight. Taking swing after swing at his opponent; "But I have my orders, Shuzen-sama wants you to meet with him; and he is very forceful about wanting someone to be in his audience."

Tsukune blocked each swing with ease and followed with another round house kick to Michel's gut. This sent Michel bouncing on the ground and slammed him into the pillar; knocking him out.

"That fight almost earned him a man card" Alex snickered from the stands.

In Jack's holding cell:

Fing opened the door and stepped in, leaving the only guard out cold on the ground. He looked at Jack, wondering why he was here. He personally had remained hidden from the vampire community for over eight hundred years.

That could only mean that He has had children, yet again. He had to find out if Jack knew rather or not the one that sent him knew of his whereabouts. He snapped his fingers and waited for Jack to respond; nothing. Skipping the things that he knew wouldn't guarantee waking someone up; he punched Jack in the gut.

Blood sprayed from Jack's mouth as he woke up. The pain from Chris' spikes going through his limbs still lingered in the wounds. But he was used to pain, but that last hit that he felt before he woke up was one without equal; he couldn't help but to let out a scream from the pain.

"I'll start off slow so you can keep up;" Fing said "why did Issa Shuzen send you?"

"To retrieve something that belongs to him" he replied barely keeping concuss "Why the fuck do you care?"

"Did I say you could ask the questions?" as he pushed the tips of his fingers into Jack's gut just below the sternum. Jack coughed up more blood as he felt the pain. "Who is it that he thinks 'belongs to him' this time?" Jack remained silent. "If you wish I can make this more painful than it has to be" as he pushed his finger tips farther into Jack's gut.

"Moka Akashiya" as he fought to keep from coughing up more blood "his daughter" with a smile "and your aunt. Your cruelty shows who you are; you know you're just as cruel as him, Fing Shuzen" with a laugh "I might have failed one mission, but I can guarantee my safety knowing where you are. Won't he be happy to see you."

"I abandoned that name long ago" as he pulled his finger tips out of Jack's gut "long before even your great grandparents were a thought to their parents."

"A shaolin monk" with a bloodied smile "that will make Akuha-chan's day. I'm sure she'd love to kill you, drink your blood and absorb your strength. So why'd you give up the most feared name in the world?"

"I was done being a pawn for my grandfather's use" as he landed one powerful hit to the top of Jack's head and knocked him out.

Back in the arena:

Gin had been beaten by another werewolf; Dorothy had walked away from her fight, but not before pounding some sense into Saizo's friends that made the vulgar comments about her. Saizo had barely beaten Nagare, which Kurumu was 'glad to see the slug get his ass kicked again', her exact words. Moka, true Moka, had nearly killed her opponent with a single kick; it didn't help that her opponent has been harassing her. Chopper Rikishi, some meat head troll, had ruthlessly demolished his opponent; so badly that Alex had to step in to get Chopper off his opponent. The rest of the fights went without any problems though.

Down to the final six of the first round; Yukari, Kurumu, Mizore, and three others. Chris had finally woken up just in time to watch the last three fights. With only crouches holding him up it wasn't going to be an enjoyable show for him, with the uncomfortable pressure pushing into his armpits.

"You realize Algren's going to be pissed when he finds out you let Dorothy take part" Rio said to Alex "right?"

"Yea" with a sigh "but there was an odd number and she insisted."

"The next fight is" watching the names flip through the screens "Yukari Sendo and" he looked at the name "however you pronounce that you know who you are; so get in their!"

Yukari stepped out from the opened gate and looked at the other gate with a killing intent. The gate no more lowered and the unaware opponent got blasted with the same spell he got hit with only two days ago. Yukari then walked back through the gate and back up to the stands.

The entire crowd had a hung jaw from the brief display of raw power. William was the worse of the group he had fallen over from shock that she didn't have to use an incantation to use the spell. Rio pushed the button to show Yukari as the winner and started to go through the remaining names.

"Just to make things interesting" Rio said on the intercoms "it'll be a two on two fight. Kurumu Kurono paired with Mizore Shirayuki against;" looking at the last two names "what is with the Japanese and these weird names?" unable to even phantom being able to pronounce them "the only two that's left. Make it interesting."

"So me and you huh?" Mizore asked Kurumu as they waited for the gate to open "shy and open; quiet and loud."

"No matter how you put it" Kurumu said with a smile "I guess we're night and day."

"Or better yet" as the gate opened "a Black And White Duet."

They walked out into the arena and waited for the other gate to lower. Kurumu didn't think that the Coliseum was as large as it actually was. Mizore didn't believe so many people had even thought about showing up to this event.

The other gate lowered and one of the two already looked annoyed at the other, who was trying to force the guy to look at some pictures. He grabbed them and they set fire; then he shouted something at him. They walked out to the center of the arena; the one that was annoyed took a deep breath and said; "If it seems like I'm taking my frustration out on you two please forgive me" in a polite tone "this guy is annoying the living day lights out of me. Some of the pictures he had were very…" looking at Kurumu "of you and were inappropriate." A tick mark appeared on Kurumu's forehead just before she punched the guy's team mate. "Thank you" he said loudly "he was really annoying me. Oh, before I forget" as he pulled out the camera he had taken from his team mate "this had worse on it" as it melted in his hands and dripped onto the ground.

He swung his hands down towards the ground and got the melted material off them. He kind of reminded them of Algren; he didn't take very lightly to inappropriate comments or images.

"Fire Demon" Mizore said to him.

"Yes" with a smile back "we can talk later. I know I'm gonna be conflicted about this, but since it's now two on one, I guess I can live with it."

Fire Demon: this species easily hides amongst humans as fire jugglers. Because of their unusual ability to manipulate fire and lava at will, it is believed that they are living lava. Many live in extremely warm areas.

Kurumu changed to her true form and took a swing at the opponent. He dodged right and formed fire in his hands and got ready for the next attack. "So the rumors were true" with a smile "a succubus that won't use the Allure" as he threw a fire ball at her.

"My, my" the Head Monster laughed "I was under the impression that the fire demons went extinct twenty years ago."

"They easily hide amongst humans" William said "didn't you hear the caption?"

Mizore launched numerous kunai at the fire demon, hoping some would hit. To her disappointment, they all melted before they reached him. Only warm water hit him.

"Ice the field" Kurumu suggested "we need to cool him off."

Their opponent made a large fire shuriken form in his hand before he threw it at them. Mizore made an ice wall appear in front of them. When the shuriken struck the wall steam was the result; each being canceled out by each other.

"A Snow Woman" with wide eyes "this far from the mountain; that's unusual. I'm honored to be fighting you; conflicted, but honored."

"QUIT HITTING ON MY GIRL" was heard from the stands "OR I'LL KICK YOUR ASS INTO THE NEXT MONTH!"

The fire demon snapped his fingers and a small fire ball formed in his palm. He brought his hand up near his mouth and blew into the fire ball. From a distance, it looked like the fire demon was breathing the fire towards his opponents; like a flamethrower.

Mizore tried to freeze the incoming fire, but it was too hot, moving too fast, and was melting the ice before it even formed. She couldn't do anything as the fire drew closer and closer. Suddenly she was lifted up and over the incoming fire.

"You're cold" Kurumu said to Mizore as she fought to keep a hold of her "why are you wet?"

She saw Mizore using her icy claws to climb to the top of a column in the center of the arena, their opponent's blind spot. Kurumu flipped the ice doll over and held the legs like she would a club and flew towards the fire demon. Mizore continued to scale the column to get a height advantage.

When Kurumu got close enough she smashed the ice doll into the fire demon with all her strength. The torso of the doll shattered onto him, and steam rose from his body. Then using the legs she hit him again, backing farther into a position that would put him in the open for a two way attack.

Mizore jumped from the top of the column towards the fire demon; launching kunai as she fell. The fire demon couldn't keep up with the duet, but he had to try to continue. He threw small fire shuriken at the incoming ice kunai and each hit with pin-point precision. Steam floated up as the two elements met in the air.

Mizore landed in front of him and took a swing at him. He barely dodged to the left and rolled unknowingly towards Kurumu. When he stood up, Kurumu ensnared him in an illusion of vines holding him in place. He couldn't move his arms or even his back.

Mizore ran towards him and looked like she was going to put her claws through the fire demon's neck, but she stopped mere centimeters from his throat. He felt Kurumu's nails at the small of his back; "I yield" he said "I can't believe the Snow People know so much about my kind. I also applaud the teamwork. Lowering my core temperature was a good tactic; but right now if it gets too much lower I could die" looking back over his shoulder at Kurumu "can you please free me from this."

Kurumu made the illusion dissipate and lowered her nails from his back. Mizore let her claws melt but she looked like she was hesitant to. He smiled as he walked off.

"If it would've been just you and me, Snow Woman," he said "I'm sure it would've been a tie. I can see your core temperature has risen too much; just as mine has fallen. If you would be so kind, tell Chris Zumeer that I must speak with him about an important matter. He can meet me in the cafeteria."

Later that night:

Algren sat in the hospital room patiently waiting for the doctor. While he was training he felt pain in his joints, mild but noticeable. As if that was bad enough he could feel himself starting to get weaker. This caused great concern for him. The doctor finally walked in.

"I know I'm jumping the line of questions but I don't want anyone finding out I'm here" Algren said "my joints have been aching all day, and I feel like I'm getting weaker. I need to find out what is going on; I'd like x-rays, blood tests, everything."

"X-ray's open now if you wanna take care of that" as he opened the door again "then we can get the blood tests started right afterwards."

Algren didn't hesitate to follow the doctor out the door.

At the cafeteria:

"I'll start by introducing myself" the fire demon said to Chris as he walked up to him "my real name is Joey. I came here two years ago for the same reason you are here now."

"I find that hard to believe" Chris said as he sat down and put his cane on the table "first off I really feel like kicking you ass right now for trying to make a move on Mizore."

"Please try to understand" Joey said calmly "I am not interested in a Snow Woman. Just being a Fire Demon would keep that from happening to begin with. And I'm hiding from the same group you are" Chris' eyes went wide "I recognized the guy you fought. He's the first in command of the operation cell I was a part of till three years ago."

"Shit" as he slammed his fist onto the table "I knew I've seen that symbol somewhere. Now I've been compromised; fuck."

"He's most likely going to send a squad here to either kill you or kidnap someone close to you. And if I'm here I'll be killed as well" looking at Chris with a serious look "you have friends that can help you. I've kept to myself to keep anyone from being used against me. I know I should leave but I wish to help a fellow rogue operative…" he looked back into the darkness but saw nothing.

"Let's talk somewhere where it's safe to" Chris said as he stood up and walked away.

They waked for five minutes before ducking into a still opened bathroom. Joey pulled out a weird looking device and scanned over almost every square inch of the bathroom. With a sigh he put the device away.

"What was that all about?" Chris asked.

"A bug planted in a restroom is the best way to gather useful information" as he checked all the stalls "lock the door; we don't need unexpected visitors."

Chris didn't argue with Joey. He locked the door and put his cane on the sink. "Now will you tell me why you're being so damn careful?"

"A group called Fairy Tale" he started to explain "is the main source of income for the group."

"Never heard of them" he interrupted.

"You weren't high up enough in the chain then" continuing "but because they give Fairy Tale such a good 'pay rate' they're basically a part of the organization. I found out Fairy Tale's true intentions and left as fast as I could. I came here because there's a small cell of the group; and I need to destroy them; for the safety of the school."

"And the trick to that is not being noticed" with a smile "and with your abilities you'd stand out pretty well."

"One problem is they call themselves a different name than Fairy Tale here and if that wasn't bad enough, I don't know who's mixed up with them."

"Why are you telling me this?" Chris asked with concern.

"So you know how low to keep your head down; Fairy Tale might not take interest in you, but they will exchange telling your location for a favor. I'm not sure, but I'm leaving tonight I suggest you leave as soon as possible too; stay safe" as he pushed up one of the tiles in the ceiling and crawled out of the bathroom "with your friends' help I might be able to destroy the group here unnoticed."

In another bathroom:

Algren was finally able to relax in an ice bath after having all the vales filled up with his own blood. He was used to losing that much blood in combat, but never to a doctor.

The next morning:

"Welcome back to the tournament" Rio said over the intercoms "first fight today has been a requested fight" looking at the paper that was handed to him earlier "Tsukune and Saizo; please be in the waiting area in five minutes or you will forfeit the match."

"How did I know" Tsukune asked himself as he walked down the stairs.

'Thinking about it' he heard his vampire side say 'how many times have we kicked his ass? Two, three times?'

'I stopped counting at four' he snickered back.

'There you go. Just be careful, I still don't want to risk turning into a ghoul and getting killed.'

At the holding cell:

Algren slammed the guard against the wall in anger. Somehow Jack had gotten free in the night without anyone realizing it. And to top that, his servant didn't have anyone watching him in the night either.

"Explain to me how the hell he got out!" Algren shouted.

"I don't know" the guard said "first there was that one powerful guy that knocked me out in one hit; then there was some kid that used swords. He wasn't tough looking so I underestimated him and got knocked out again."

"You are a damn Minotaur, and you underestimated someone!"

"I'm sorry," he said trying to cover his face "it was also late, I was tired, and I'm the only one down here."

Algren threw one punch and knocked the metal door out of the frame. The impact sent a shock wave through his arm and caused the joints in his arm to start aching. He took a deep breath to keep from looking how he felt; in pain.

The Minotaur looked at Algren with a surprised look on his face; he was expecting to get hit, not the door. Algren let out a sigh and said "I'm sorry; you're right, I should've had someone else down here to help you out. Damn it; now I can't get any information about why he was sent."

In the arena:

Saizo and Tsukune stood waiting for Shizuka to officially start the match. Tsukune unbuttoned his shirt, threw it to the ground, not wanting to ruin yet another uniform shirt, and several stitches were visible from his fight only a day before. Saizo changed to his true form and looked down at Tsukune, hoping to intimidate him.

'This fool doesn't get that Master Algren's true form is far more intimidating than his; does he?'

'I guess not.'

"Begin" Shizuka said over the intercoms.

Saizo took a powerful swing downwards at Tsukune and smashed into the sand. Tsukune had spun around the attack, grabbed his fist and flipped him into the sand in one flawless motion. Saizo got back up quickly and tried to hit Tsukune again, with different results; but instead of being flipped onto the ground Tsukune rolled towards Saizo and landed three quick and powerful punches into his gut.

The Holy Locket trembled as it tried to continue to limit the amount of aura Tsukune was using. A demonic smile grew across Tsukune's face as he watched Saizo get back up and charge at him. One seal on the Locket jumped and weakened drastically.

Saizo threw another punch at Tsukune, only this time he didn't try to dodge it; he took the entire grunt of the power and bounced across the arena. After he came to a stop, he stood back up; only something was completely off about him. A tattoo seemed to grow from his neck up his face as his eyes became blank and showed no emotion.

Moka watched in horror as Tsukune turned into a ghoul without her injecting blood into him. The raw power that could be felt coming from him wasn't common for vampires; even the older ones. In her sealed state she wouldn't be able to try to get him under control either. She could only watch.

Tsukune's mindscape:

"What the hell was that?" the vampire said asked in anger.

"I can't control our body," he said back in fear "I don't have any control at all. What's going on?"

The vampire side looked at the Holy Locket and said "I guess this thing was more trouble than it was worth. I hope you won't die with any regrets; because if neither of us has control of the body, then we are now a ghoul."

"But I can see everything happening" trying to stop seeing the fight. His body taking hit after hit and still getting back up. Practically begging for another hit.

In the real world:

Saizo was getting enraged by the fact that Tsukune was taking each hit as if it was only a play punch. He threw one more punch, hoping to knock Tsukune out. Suddenly his fist stopped in mid-swing; Tsukune had grabbed his fist and didn't move at all from the forward momentum.

A low evil laughter was heard from Tsukune as he lifted Saizo into the air and slammed him into the sand with more strength than necessary. Saizo landed face up and couldn't catch his breath from having the wind knocked out of him. Tsukune brought his leg down onto Saizo's chest and smiled even more as a crater formed in the sand.

Tsukune then jumped onto Saizo's chest facing him and punched him in the face. It didn't stop with just one punch; he continued to punch Saizo for the pleasure of watching the blood splatter from Saizo's facial wounds. No one could do anything.

Suddenly, one of the seals broke and Tsukune began to regain control. The tattoo receded and his eyes returned to normal. He looked at the bludgeoned Saizo and fear over whelmed him. He stood up and ran to the gate he had come from.

Moka rushed to get to Tsukune; pushing through the crowd almost as if it was nothing. She had to get to Tsukune before anyone else did; to ensure that not only that his secret remains safe, but so she could comfort him. She knows that what happened wasn't his fault; it was hers for injecting him with her blood.

When she found Tsukune, he had managed to barricade himself in the medical wing of the Coliseum. Considering that it was empty to begin with, it wasn't that hard for him to do. When she tried to push the door open it stopped after opening only three inches.

"Tsukune open the door please" she said gently.

The door was pushed closed on her. Somehow Tsukune still had some of the strength that he showed while fighting Saizo.

"You lost control" trying again "but it doesn't make you an abomination. You regained control of your power. Please let me in; I know you won't hurt me."

The door opened up and Moka walked in. She didn't see Tsukune anywhere at first but as she turned she saw him trying to hide in shadows of the door. One hand over the Holy Locket, the other over the base of his neck.

"Don't come too close" he said with fear "please don't come too close."

Moka stepped towards Tsukune and tried to move his hand, but he refused to let her. He didn't want her to see what he was hiding. Not when it was because of her saving him; he didn't even want Algren to find out.

"I still can't fully control myself again" he said as he tried to push himself farther into the corner "and one seal has already broken. I don't want to end up hurting you."

Moka took the hand he was using to hold the Locket and held it. The fear in his eyes was worse than when he found out that Yokai Academy was a school for monsters and he was human. She brought his hand close to her and rubbed it against her cheek before she forced him to remove her Rosario.

"You won't hurt me Tsukune" she said as a blinding light and surge of power came from her.

Before Tsukune could do anything he was being held gently by the true Moka. He couldn't even try to force her away; she was much stronger than him. "I'm here" she said softly "you don't need to worry" as she move Tsukune's hand to see what he was hiding. "Oh Tsukune" as she saw the tattoo that was still trying to regain control of him.

"One seal has already broken and I still don't have complete control again" as he put his arms around Moka "I'm scared that I won't be able to stop next time. And to be honest;" with a worrying voice "I almost had control again when I hit Saizo, but I liked hitting him like that. Pounding him into the ground, made me feel invincible."

A faint crack was heard as Tsukune finished his comment. Another seal had broken on the Holy Locket. His power was growing too quickly for the Locket to keep up with the changes.

"I can't continue in the tournament" he said to her "not with what is happening to me."

"Don't be stupid" she snapped at him "you are becoming a vampire. Vampires have endured being hunted by monster slayers, the many years of hiding amongst the monster community, and you want to back out of a tournament because you're getting too strong too fast? Don't be afraid of your power just because of this one incident."

"I felt like my humanity was being sucked from me."

"What you are doesn't control who you are" she continued "you control who you are. If you don't want your humanity to disappear then don't let it. You can be a vampire and still be gentle; look at Master Fing."

Tsukune listened and those words stuck to him like glue. He knew she was right; he just needed to adapt to the changes he was going through and learn to control the power he possesses. He held her tighter against him; she was right, but the fear still lingered in the back of his mind.

"I need a different way to control the aura I have" Tsukune said as he loosened his grip on Moka "perhaps I can get William to seal some of my power away for me."

"No, don't" looking him in the eyes "you need to get used to your full strength. Besides, it's not fun being sealed away."

Tsukune put his hand on her face and rubbed her cheek with his thumb. He moved closer to her. He suddenly felt a finger on his lips.

"I already explained to you that we can't kiss yet" she said in a tone that seemed sad "but you can drink my blood. After all it has been a few days since you last drank some."

Tsukune's fangs throbbed when she mentioned blood. With what had just happened he didn't want to drink her blood, out of fear of losing control and drinking all of it. At the same time however, he knew she wouldn't let him be till he drank some.

"Just because you are full vampire" he said "doesn't mean I am yet. I understand that you can't kiss me, but I'd still like to kiss you while I can."

Moka wasn't expecting that comment from him.The only time she had kissed Tsukune was after the first day Alex pulled aura in for them, but it was only a quick kiss. She wanted to refuse because of her vampire culture, but she was still curious to what it was like.

She lowered her hand from Tsukune and let him move closer. She watched Tsukune move closer to her; her heart raced faster each millisecond. Not knowing what to expect worried her, but she trusted Tsukune.

When she felt Tsukune's lips against hers, she could've sworn the world had stopped. Bliss overcame her as Tsukune continued to hold his lips gently against hers. She wondered if that was what it was like for the outer her as well. The kiss ended much too soon for her; a part of her wanted more, but she couldn't. Because of her damned culture, all she could do was accept that the kiss had ended.

She rubbed Tsukune's neck and could feel the scars from where she would drink the blood from his neck. The same spot the tattoos had disappeared to when the second seal broke. She felt bad for being responsible for Tsukune's condition; no matter what he would say to comfort her.

"You need to drink" Tsukune said as he leaned his head to the opposite side she normally drinks from "so you're not too weak for your fight."

"Fool" with a soft smile "I'm a full, pure-bred vampire; I don't need to drink blood as often as you'd think" she rubbed Tsukune's neck "but I will admit. I am curious as to what your blood actually tastes like."

She leaned closer to his neck and could see his artery pulse with each beat of his heart. No change in the pace showed her that he was serious about not wanting her to be weak for her next fight, even after her comment. Yet one more reason she loved this powerful human.

Her fangs began to lightly throb as she drew closer and closer to the pulsing artery. Her mouth also tried to dry up and urged her to drink. A dulled effect of the Thirst, one she was used to and could easily tame.

Tsukune waited for the sharp pain from the initial bite breaking the skin of his neck. A pain he was used to and could deal with. Over a semester of having Moka drink his blood gave him a higher tolerance for pain; especially sudden sharp ones. To his surprise though, he didn't feel a sharp pain; he only felt soft lips against his neck.

Instead of drinking his blood, Moka decided on kissing the neck of the one she loved. She didn't need a drink today anyway, but she was glad that he offered it to her. Although his scent still tempted her to drink his blood, she wouldn't.

"Maybe 'I' will take you up on that offer after the tournament" with a smile "and you're the one that needs to drink blood right now. That's probably why you lost control so easily."

"Chris Zumeer and Moka Akashiya please report to the arena for your match" Rio said over the intercoms.

"After your fight" Tsukune said as he helped Moka up.

In the arena:

"This is bull shit" Chris said as he waited on Moka "they're making me fight a girl. I don't care how strong she is, I won't take a swing at her" beginning to rant "she's a friend, my friend's girlfriend, and to top that I don't want to lose control and try to start going on a killing spree on her."

Moka walked through the already opened gate and looked at Chris. She could see that he didn't want to fight right now, and neither did she for that fact. She only wanted to be with Tsukune so she could give him some advice on how to control how much power he makes from his aura.

"You can claim victory from this match" Moka said to him "I'm not in a fighting mood right now."

"That makes two of us" as he looked at Moka and could see some regret and fear in her eyes "so why don't we call it a tie. This way I can go and try to keep my anger under control and you can go to Tsukune."

Moka couldn't believe how quick Chris could see that that is what's bugging her. She didn't argue though, she had no intention of even hinting at pride or ego at the moment. Her soul focus was on Tsukune's well being.

Even though Chris didn't look like it; he completely understood wanting to comfort someone. When he was in the merc group, She was always there to make him feel better after a morally questioned assignment. Even when he couldn't bring himself to complete his last two assignments, she supported his judgment.

"What do you say" as he offered Moka a hand shake "tie?"

Moka shook his hand, accepting the tie, and walked back through the gate she had entered the arena from. She didn't care for his reasons for letting the fight be called a tie; not only does she get to move on in the tournament, but she gets to be with Tsukune even longer before either of them have to fight again. This would also allow her to give Tsukune enough blood so he can control himself in his next fight, and give her time to recover from the blood loss.

Chris walked off and listened to the boos from the crowd that was expecting a fight for the history books. He didn't care though; with what was happening to him, he just needed to figure out exactly what was happening to him. His first fight could've given anyone the excuse to kill him; he was glad Algren stopped him though and not one of the dragons.

When Moka returned to the medical wing; the door was still open, a light was on, and she could hear Tsukune talking with William. She had told him not to fear his new power or to ask William to seal some of it away. Yet Tsukune was talking with William about something.

"What you need to understand Tsukune" William said "is that dragons go through the same power growth you are experiencing right now. The only difference is that dragons don't experience it till we turn at least two hundred. I understand your concern though, but you should ask Moka or Algren to teach you to control how much raw power you produce with any given amount of aura. Asking me to teach you isn't a smart idea," looking back at the door where Moka was just hidden from "I know magic, not brutal up close combat."

"I don't want to worry Kusu-sensei or ask Moka to do something for me that could be dangerous" with a calm tone "I don't want to hurt her."

Moka continued to listen to the conversation as Tsukune tried every plea he could think of to get William to help him with his unusual power. William refused to though; "I might know about vampires and their culture, but I know nothing about training them" as he turned around and walked to the door "you need to ask Moka or Algren for help; not me."

William walked right past Moka without looking at her, but he knew she was there. He knew how to get Tsukune to control his power, but he also knew that Moka was the one he needed to ask for help. Moka is the only one that can get Tsukune to realize how strong he truly is. After all, it is Moka's vampiric blood that is allowing Tsukune to become so powerful. So only her blood can unlock his true power and abilities.

Moka's way of getting Tsukune to control his powers will probably be much safer than what William would have arranged. He'd have Tsukune put in Paradise; however ironic it might sound, it's not a safe place at all. It's a dangerous place full of the most fearsome mortal monsters that act mostly on the primal instinct to live and survive.

"How much did you hear?" Tsukune asked Moka as she walked into the room.

"Enough" looking at the ground "if you want to know how to control how much raw power you produce for a certain amount of aura," looking at Tsukune with sad eyes "all you need to do is ask me."

"I don't want to put you in danger" he said.

The words no more left his mouth and he was met by a smack from Moka. The sadness in her eyes turned quickly to anger. She wasn't just upset, she was furious.

"I am a pure-bred vampire" she snapped at him "I have been fighting since the day I could walk. I believe I can take you if you were to get out of control. And don't you dare go behind my back for help with your transformation again."

A prefect imprint of Moka's hand showed on Tsukune's face. The spot a dark red and throbbing with pain. Any harder and she might've knocked Tsukune either into the wall or completely out.

"Do you understand me?" still pissed.

"Yes," he said looking at her "I just didn't…"

"I can take you if I want to."

"Want to worry you" finishing his sentence "I know you would be able to beat me. I also know that you've been beating yourself up over what's happening to me" rubbing Moka's cheek "I didn't want to add anything else that you might beat yourself up over. I'm sorry I went behind your back."

"How the hell do you do it?" she asked rhetorically "you manage to piss me off, and then calm me right down." She looked at where she smacked him, the mark not going away. "Focus on healing yourself" she said to him.

Tsukune didn't argue or question her; he focused on healing his wounds. As the red mark vanished, the cuts that were held together by his stitches healed also. Somehow he was able to heal several wounds at once, a rare trait for vampires as young as him and Moka. When one does show this ability, it's said that the one that has it will be twice as powerful as anyone else their age.

She rubbed where he had gotten a cut on his chest and couldn't even feel a scar. His healing abilities were far superior to hers. If she were to try to heal so many wounds at once, she'd have many visible scars.

'How is this possible?' she asked herself as she continued to rub his chest.

"Did I do it right?" he asked seeing that Moka was dazed for some reason.

"Yes" with a smile "you did it right. I just don't get how you healed all your wounds at once" as she picked the stitches out of his chest.

Tsukune looked at where his wound once was and could see that it was completely gone. Algren had told him about the healing abilities of a vampire, but he didn't think they could be on the level that he just experienced. Moka blushed as she watched the small holes heal up after she pulled the stitches from them. Her Tsukune was going to make a powerful vampire once he fully turned. Knowing that only made her even happier; not only would she have bragging rights, but he would be able to force her to submit to him without having a long drawn out fight.

"What's on your mind?"

Moka looked at Tsukune and could've sworn that behind him stood an image of his vampire side. She was falling for not only the vampire Tsukune is becoming, but the human he is. The calm, gentle human that somehow managed to remove her seal and the powerful, caring vampire that could possibly be stronger than her father.

"Nothing" with a smile.

Tsukune's eyes turned into his vampire eyes, and his hair turned silver.

"Now why don't I believe that?" in a joking tone.

Moka blushed as she showed Tsukune her neck. She wanted him to take some, even if it was just a small amount. She wanted to know if what the other her felt was just as she described it to her.

Tsukune gently bit into her neck and started to drink. The liquid flowed over his taste buds and he couldn't help but to force a smile. The taste was just like the other Moka's; just ever so slightly different. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he liked it.

The first thing Moka felt was the slight pinch from the bite, but afterwards was a different story. Pleasure flowed into her just as fast as her blood was being taken out. Her toes bunched up tightly, her breath was taken from her, and she liked it. It was much better than what the other her had described it. She couldn't help but to bite into Tsukune's neck and drink his blood just as he was drinking hers. The taste was better when experienced for herself rather than having it described to her. She mentally smiled, knowing that now they were officially marked as each others. William might know about vampire culture, but he doesn't know how to tell if it was official or not.

Tsukune stopped drinking and ran his fingers through Moka's hair. The soft silk like material easily bent around his fingers and adjusted as he moved them further down her hair. He smiled as he thought of how caring the one he loved was, even when she'd try to hide it. He had definitely grown on her; just as she grew on him. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that if he had tried to even touch this Moka before midterms, he would've been put in the hospital. Then again, he was mostly human before midterms.

In the Head Monster's observation room:

"This elimination round didn't take as long as I was expecting" Rio said to the Head Monster "should I start the next one, since it's only noon?"

The Head Monster pondered on this question. One the one hand, it would lessen the number of days needed for the tournament, but on the other it meant dealing with complaints. It was a tough call, but it was his to make.

"Give them an hour to rest" he said to Rio "then start the next round of eliminations."

Back in the medical wing:

"We will have a one hour intermission before the next round starts" Rio said over the intercoms. Tsukune smiled as Moka looked at the intercom with a thankful look.

"I've been curious by what William meant when he said 'marking each other as your own'" Tsukune said to her "can you explain it to me?"

"Well" with a blush "he was mistaken. When he said that, we didn't officially mark each other; we only drank each other's blood. What we did just now, that was marking each other."

"So" making sure he understood "since we drank each other's blood at the same time, we've marked each other as ours?" Moka nodded. "What's the significance of it?"

"It's about like kissing a girlfriend in public" with a smile "shows that that person is off limits to anyone else. Only in the vampire community, it also means no one else can drink that person's blood; unless they want to get seriously hurt."

"But how will other vampires know?"

"They'll see the bite marks on your neck" with a smile as she rubbed his neck "and mine."

In the Infirmary:

Two members of the Safety Committee walked through the halls towards the room Saizo was being treated in. Everyone stepped aside as they got closer to them. The one had an American mafia look to him, and the other was wearing a Safety Committee medical staff uniform; a white version of the black outfit.

Coronus opened the door to where Saizo was and looked at the bludgeoned boy. He might've looked to be in bad shape, but he wasn't. He had injuries that looked far worse than what they actually were. It was perfect for what he was about to teach the Witch that bravely called him out.

"Kelly" he said to the Witch gently "heal him, and don't worry about messing up."

She didn't waste any time; she pulled out her wand and held it over Saizo's face. As she pulled in nature's energy, it danced around her wand and turned a slight shade of green. The green natural energy, as Coronus had once explained it to her, is the healing power of nature; which is difficult to specifically draw in and use.

"Don't rush it" Coronus said seeing she was trying to force the energy in "take your time."

Doing as Coronus advised; the natural energy that was only a slight shade of green turned into a dark green. The energy continued to dance around the top of her wand as she began to heal Saizo's swollen and bruised face. A smile grew on her face as she watched the swelling go down.

Saizo's eyes opened up and he saw the wand over his face; "Get the fuck away from me you filthy witch" as he smacked the wand away from him "What the fuck do you think you were doing?" as he got out of the bed "I don't need any help from a damned half-way like you."

Coronus grabbed Saizo's hand and wrenched it behind his back. A loud pop was heard from where the stress forced his wrist to pop. Coronus continued to lift up on the mixed-breed's hand to the point to where anymore and he'd dislocate the shoulder.

"Apologize" he said in a firm voice "now." Saizo remained quiet. "I suggest" as he gently raised Saizo's hand up higher on his back "you apologize; when you insult a witch you insult all magical creatures, including me;" pain was visible on Saizo's face as his shoulder let out a loud pop in protest to the pressure that it was being put under "now apologize."

"Sorry" in a low voice.

"I don't think she heard you" as he put more pressure on the twist.

"I'm sorry" he said louder.

"I forgive you" Kelly said as she looked at the bed uneasily.

"Now get dressed" Coronus said as he let go of Saizo's wrist "you got lucky your matched was defaulted. Otherwise our deal would've ended with that fight and you laying in that bed."

Coronus walked out of the room with Kelly quickly following.

Elsewhere in the infirmary:

Algren walked the halls looking for the room the doctor had told him to go to while he got the rest of the results from the tests. He felt really uneasy as he could feel a powerful aura from a dragon in the building. Aura that was almost too powerful for it to be Alex's. He saw two figures turn a corner and he ducked into the closest room and watched them walk by. His eyes tracked the heavier set one as they passed the door that was cracked open. He could've sworn the guy was familiar to him, but he couldn't remember.

The figure stopped and looked back towards the cracked open door. He smiled as he looked forward and continued to move forward. It was as if the guy somehow knew he was there. Once the person was out of sight, Algren stepped out of the room and continued to look for the room the doctor was going to meet him in. As he rounded a corner, he bumped into Dorothy.

"Dorothy" with a confused tone "what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you" with a smile "what are you doing here?"

"Just getting a checkup" trying to look like he was telling the truth. Dorothy simply gave him a look that told him he failed at looking like he was telling the truth. "I'm having tests done."

"Kusu-sensei" the doctor said from a room "in here." Algren and Dorothy walked into the room. Dorothy looked worried that something serious must be happening to Algren. Algren just had a look that showed he had no idea what to expect from the tests. "I didn't see anything in your blood work that isn't" he paused to think of a good way to say it "'out of the ordinary', persay, but your red blood cells count was a little high. Other than that, nothing was wrong" as he put several black plastic sheets on a wall lamp and turned it on "but these confused me; I had to get a second opinion from another doctor on staff. The reason it confused me was, vampires don't age once they reach a certain point" he scratched his head.

Algren's heart started to race, not knowing what to expect. From the way the doctor was putting it, it was not going to be something that would be easy to accept. Dorothy looked even more worried than before.

"You're developing arthritis in your joints. I believe you're showing signs of getting old."