Author's Note: Hello, my naughty monkeys! I'm sorry for the atrociously long wait; I've been revising chapters and rearranging ideas, as well as starting a Zootopia fanfic by the title of Dark Secrets Inside. My dear readers, I must request civility in the flaming reviews I know I will receive. I'm going to go hide now! On with the show! Whee!

Slowly sight and sound returned to Tsukune, though everything was in a haze and out of focus. He tried to rub his eyes, panic setting in as he realized he couldn't move.

What in the hell, he shouted mentally. Why can't I move?!

Body mine, a gravelly voice grunted.

Before he could even ask what the voice meant the first couple demons came scrabbling around the bend, shrieking in alarm before fearlessly charging. Quickly they gained ground, almost reaching Tsukune before his arms whipped forward of their own volition.

Fun time, the voice hissed as Tsukune's face drew into a snarling grin.

With one hand the Ghoul crushed one skull as he tossed the other over his shoulder. More shrieks echoed around the canyon as the party of demons careened through the narrow passage. A mighty bellow ripped from the Ghoul as he charged into the fray, clamping his jaws around a scaly skull.

He gave a ferocious shake of his head, grinning wider as the flesh of the creature's neck tore free to launch the decapitated corpse into his comrades. He crunched his teeth into the skull one last time before spitting it out to catch a wildly swung sword in his jaws. The smaller demon struggled for a second before his arm was ripped clear off then used as a bludgeon to beat him to death. Cackling gleefully the Ghoul launched himself into the battle again.

As he reached the closest demons he ducked down and gathered his strength for a crushing punch to the chest of the first creature, sending him flying back through his companions. His hand shot out and grabbed a throat as he launched himself skyward. He punched the demon several times before planting his knee in the demon's chest and riding him to the ground.

Before the dust settled he plunged his fist through the skin of the demon's stomach, relishing the pitiful squeals and whines of pain before ripping its heart out and crushing it in his hand. As the demon thrashed in its death throes the Ghoul stepped over him and steadily approached the remaining screeching abominations.

Out of nowhere a sword slammed into his back, drawing only a thin line of blood and pissing the Ghoul off even more. Slowly he turned to the offending demon and slapped it across the face, temporarily stunning it. With a huff he grabbed the demon by the neck and gripped its shoulder with the other hand. He gave a single yank, ripping the entire spine free from the rest of the carcass. These he dropped to drive his nails into another skull before twisting the head backwards.

With another bellow he charged the two remaining demons as they tried to flee, leaping through the air to land on both of their backs and drive their faces into the stone beneath them. He grabbed one demon in each hand and lifted them into the air as their arms and legs flailed futilely in the air. A sadistically amused chuckled rumbled from the Ghoul and Tsukune both, widening the grin on the Ghoul's face.

Puny Halfling think funny, the inner voice laughed raucously.

Shut up, Tsukune muttered weakly.

Laughing out loud, which terrified the small demons even further, the Ghoul brought them both close to his face. For several moments he stared at both of the demons, almost seeming to study their faces. Suddenly the Ghoul's grin stretched even wider.

Halfling like, the voice chuckled.

Before the words even registered the Ghoul brought his left hand closer and bit the demon's forehead, his upper teeth tearing into the skin. Slowly he pulled his hand away, peeling the flesh from the screeching demon's face. He chewed on the edge for a few seconds before tossing his head to slap the demon in his right hand with the freshly removed flesh.

The fouled contents of the smaller creature's stomach flooded across his hand, drawing a snarl from the Ghoul as he spit the strip of flesh out. He loosed a low, rumbling snarl of a growl, drew his head back and in one smooth movement cocked his head sideways and latched onto the demon's head. Blood flowed freely as a resounding crunch reverberated through the Ghoul's jaw into his skull.

He gave a mighty shake of his head and ripped his jaws free, tearing flesh and tendons in the process. Slowly he dropped the two corpses and shuffled into a clearing, dropping to one knee.

What's going on, Tsukune shouted as his vision began fading.

Fun time over, the voice mumbled groggily.

What the hell's gonna happen now, Tsukune whined as everything went dark and quiet.

-\/-\/-

The sound of a soothing voice slowly brought him to wakefulness, doing nothing to calm him as he caught sight of the foul blood covering nearly every inch of his naked body, his disgust with himself doubling as he noticed his halfway erect member. His eyes darted to Kokoa's face before he turned away quickly and tried to cover himself.

"Don't look at me, please. Just go away."

"Hold your breath", she groaned and began chanting quietly.

"What are you-aaahhh!"

A giggle rolled from Kokoa, almost breaking her concentration as she aimed a spout of water that sprang from her hands to crash over Tsukune, flattening him to the stone beneath him. For several minutes she sprayed Tsukune, giggling again as he threw his arms in the air and began rolling around in the quickly puddling water.

Finally satisfied that he was clean, while secretly enjoying watching his body move as he rolled and cartwheeled and generally gallivanted around in the "rain", she dropped the spell and brought her pack around to hunt for more clothes for Tsukune. She giggled again as he ran up and shook his hair out all over her while somehow managing to keep his man parts covered.

"Alright, streaker", she giggled with a slightly furrowed brow. "Get dried off and put these on."

What is going on with him, she wondered as she tossed him a change of clothes and a towel. He fumbled with the bundle, something that didn't escape her notice. The tiniest of tremors was present in his hands as he got dressed.

"Tsukune", she said quietly.

"Hmm", he hummed without turning around.

"Are you okay", she asked gently, hugging him from behind.

"…yeah…"

She pulled on his arm, gently turning him around to face her. The small smile on his face in no way matched the deep, broken hollows that were his eyes. She placed her hands on his chest and lifted up onto her toes to gently kiss his lips, pouring every ounce of understanding and support into that simple kiss.

"I enjoyed it", he said, just above a whisper. "Gods help me, I enjoyed it.

"It's okay", Kokoa soothed, stroking his cheeks while shushing him and holding him close.

"I felt it all", he gasped, wrapping his arms around her smaller frame as his knees buckled. "I felt every bit of that thing's rage and hate."

"It's okay", she repeated as she pulled Tsukune into her chest.

"I was repulsed by what I felt, but I loved it and wanted more", he gasped, gripping Kokoa as a drowning man would a raft. Slowly the pressure cracked one of the plates of her armor right under his hand.

Good thing I wore this shit, she thought with a twinge of fear. What could he do against bare flesh?!

"I couldn't get enough of the carnage", he sobbed quietly. "It made me sick but I wanted them to suffer!"

"It's all over now", she whispered, holding her breath as she produced a rag and covered his mouth and nose with it. He struggled for a minute, eventually giving in to her urging to go to sleep.

"Well, fuck", she muttered as she rolled Tsukune off of her. "Not only does he have amnesia, now he's having some kind of breakdown."

She gave a sigh as she glanced at his back while he lay face down in the dirt, noticing the still bleeding mark across his back.

"And even when he's being a badass, he still manages to fucking get hurt", she shouted as she flung her arms out at him. "GODSDAMMITIFUCKINGHATEITWHENHEGETSHURT! AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"