chapter 9

Could he perhaps be scared of women? If so, why attend Kuoh, knowing the high girl to boy ratio here?' She ponders, thinking about George's internal mindset. 'I'll have to do some investigation about him, maybe I can ask Sona for his academic file...'

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Meanwhile, as George is leaving the academy and heading back home, he feels... different. He looked around and saw that he could see into a dark alleyway just fine! His eyes widened. He then heard a car go by... that was several meters behind him! 'What the Hell Creek! I supposedly die, I wake up, my scars and acne are gone, and now I have better sight and hearing! Did I end up getting some superpowers or something?! If so... sounds awesome!'

On his way back, he passed by the park where he "died". Wanting to do some investigating, he entered and stopped near the fountain. He saw that the broken part was still there, but any blood from either "Yuuma" or his own are gone.

'This is strange. I know it happened and I did savage her to prevent her from what I assumed she was going to murder me... even though she did. But why though? I'm just a mentally imbalanced, dinosaur loving, wimpy freak of a human!' He clenched his fists and kicked the ground, angry for both his actions and "Yuuma's"... 'Hey, sire! Enough of the identity crisis! We got company! Behind us!'

He looked behind him and sees that he wasn't alone. There is a middle-aged-looking man with short black hair and dark blue eyes. His attire consists of a pale gray trench coat over a white dress shirt with a matching ascot, black pants and shoes, a pair of black gloves, and a black fedora. "Whatever are you doing alone here, boy?" He exclaimed, voice dripping with arrogance. "None of your business, old man!" George retorted, defensively. His arm going to his Ka-Bar knife in his back pocket.

"I believe it is my business since my dumb colleague seemed to fail at her job. I knew we shouldn't have given it to that failure." George made the connection. His eyes twitched as did his arms, "So you are in league with the female entity that fooled me into a date and tried to kill me?" He smirks, "Tell me, how does it feel knowing that not only am I alive but I also made her get away, bleeding?!" He yelled, his knife drawn in full view, the blade sharpened and cleaned.

"Like that damnable woman has been around humans for far too long. I swear if you want something done right, don't send a woman." He retorted, arrogant as ever. George popped his neck, "Well then, I guess this time I get my revenge by killing you. Yes I said, kill. You aren't the first person I've killed, and you won't be the last!"

He rushed at the middle-aged man, who brought out a glowing blue spear. "I wouldn't mess with me if I were you." George smirks,

"I should be saying the same thing!" George leaped into the air behind him and put one arm around him into a choke hold. But then he felt blinding pain in his left shoulder, he looked to see that the strange man stabbed him with his spear!

He screamed not in pain but rage! He threw him over his shoulder and then stomped hard on his groin and then took one leg at a time and broke them over his knees! The man screamed in pain, but he still didn't go down.

Just before he could slash his glowing spear at him, George grabbed his arm and then did something unexpected: he bit his wrist hard enough to break it! With a roar, he stabbed him in his right shoulder over and over again before with a roar, he managed to tear his right arm off his socket with his knife and left arm! The man fell yelling in great pain, clutching his bleeding stump. "You darn brat!" He yelled, trying to power through the pain, "How can you hurt a Fallen Angel?!"

George gave him another demonic smirk, his green eyes glowing! "Simple really: I fight to live. And anyone who tries to end me is either dead or in the hospital. You are joining the ones I've killed!" With a roar he picked him up and threw him into a tree, a convenient branch impaling him through his torso! He struggled to pry himself off, especially with one arm.

George threw his knife at him, hitting square in the mouth. With unnatural speed, he rushed at him and punched him hard in the torso. He removed his knife and then stabbed him in the head over and over again! Blood began to stain his face and torso, but he didn't care. He cares about living. No matter how many gang members, crooks, and drug dealers he has to kill to survive in a world where he is not accepted. He stopped when he realized the man was way beyond the point of death. The head looked like a gross jack-o-lantern: Eyes gone, nose gone, mouth gone, blood all over! George breathes heavily, his adrenaline high coming down.

Before George could leave, he saw a red glowing glyph appear behind him. Afraid of what it was, he hid himself among the bushes. He looked and saw Rias, Koneko, and Akeno appear from it. He was surprised. How is this possible?! "I wonder where he went." They saw the mauled corpse of the Fallen Angel, as well as a small trail of blood leaving it. Koneko would have cared, but given her line of work, she's unphased. Rias was... Surprised to say the least. She hates the Fallen as much as any other Devil would... But this is a step too far. They all saw the blood trail leading away, meaning that who did this isn't far away. She followed the trail.

George froze up. 'Coprolite! We're about to be discovered sire! Run!' George started to run away, breathing heavily but his wounded shoulder was acting up. He had to stop and puts pressure on the wound. As he was treating it, he let his guard down. He sensed something behind him and looks.