Gyokuro Shuzen

Demolus smirked as the doppelganger of Issa stood up and looked at him. The fake Issa moved towards him, as he released his aura. Demolus could tell that the doppelganger could copy all of Issa's physical traits and abilities, but not his yoki or the mastery over the said abilities. And, before long The fake Issa jumped forward towards Demolus, ready to attack, but Demolus swiftly moved to the side and delivered a one-two combo to his face, he continued circling the fake and started, using punching and kicking combos.

The fake couldn't do a thing in hand-to-hand combat against him, so he tried to use his yoki to repel his opponent, as he started strengthening himself with it. But to everyone's surprise, Demolus was overwhelming the fake, the fake could only stand because Demolus didn't use armament haki, or his massive amounts of yoki in his attacks.

After a minute Demolus was standing in front of the battered fake who was bleeding, he couldn't heal as fast as the real one, he just didn't know how his regeneration worked. Demolus was disappointed, he wanted a proper fight and this was just disappointing.

"Mistress, he's too strong." The fake said as he turned towards the throne.

"Mistress?" Demolus said questioningly, but a moment later he realized who was on the other side of the throne. And it wasn't Issa, it was Gyokuro Shuzen, who had already imprisoned Issa and taken over the whole place. Demolus could only curse in his mind as he saw the woman stand up and walk out of the shadows.

Gyokuro was an attractive young woman with violet eyes and a rather ganguro-like appearance: tan skin and light blonde, shoulder-length hair which is held back by a silver cross that doubles as her body's limiter and hair looks almost white. While it is possible that she merely follows the ganguro fashion trend, her daughter Kahlua shares these physical traits with her, suggesting that Gyokuro's ethnic/racial backgrounds are mixed. She appears to be in her late twenties or early thirties, though she is probably older than this, as vampires have considerably longer lifespans than humans. Just like Kahlua, she was the spitting image proof that vampires are not solely pale-skinned, although her daughter's was much darker than hers, Gyokuro's skin being the color of Moka's namesake, being tan instead of dark brown like Kahlua's skin.

Gyokuro's attire consists of a black, oversized commander jacket, under which is a short black dress with an empire halter and a necklace with multiple cross-shaped pendants. She also wears gladiator-like sandals. Seven years before the events of the manga, Gyokuro was shown to have worn a longer version of her Fairy Tale dress.

"Mother?" Koka muttered, as she looked at her mother, walk out of the shadows, and stand with her head held high.

"Well, it seems like I will have to take care of you myself, but I do thank you for bringing Moka here." The vampire woman said while looking down on everyone here.

Deomolus smiled and took out an ordinary katana he got from his random box of randomness. And before anyone could say anything, he cut the fake Issa into four different chunks of flesh. Gyokuro just snorted, while Moka, and Kokoa, who thought that that was the actual Issa, wanted to do something but stopped when they saw the chunks of flesh change form and turn into another man who looked to have blonde hair and a beard.

"Then let us dance, my lady!" Demolus declared while moving towards her, with incredible speed.

Gyokuro didn't dodge his blade until it took on a black-colored sheen, she barely managed to dodge out of the way. She could tell that the sword in his hands was ordinary metal, but the moment the sword turned black she felt like she would be cut to bits. This was a rare occurrence for her, to feel fear was something she rarely experienced.

Deomlus smirked as he put back the katana into his inventory. Gyokuro thought that maybe this was some sort of limited ability he could use, by summoning a sword. But she didn't realize that Demolus was playing with her right now, after all, if he ended the fight too fast, where would be the fun in that?

Gyokuro was furious that someone actually made her fearful of something, especially someone who wasn't even a vampire. She lunged at Demolus while punching, but what surprised Demolus was her raw strength, she was a lot slower than Alucard, but her strength was quite something. But even so, Demolus smiled and let himself be hit as he was sent flying.

She hit him right on his chest, but she felt a stinging pain coming from her arm that she had just punched with. She looked at her hand to see a bleeding mess, her fingers were broken, and her wrist was hanging down. She looked towards where Demolus was to see a black metallic coloring on his chest. She couldn't understand what had happened for a moment as her brain just refused to believe what was happening.

Gyokuro snapped out a moment and realized that this boy could be really useful if he joined fairytail. So she decided to try and recruit him, but before she could say anything, Demolus moved and appeared in front of her.