Dani doesn't like this, not at all. All these pretty words, they're going to win the toy over! This is [b]his[/b] pet, no matter what it or his brother thinks. He's not giving it up, not for anything nor anyone! No one’s allows to take away what's rightfully his! His growling becomes deeper and father Gerard’s eyes narrow. [i]'He seems to be working himself into something. No matter the power he wields, the lord is stronger. I will not back down!'[/i] His hand slips into his pocket, wrapping around a amulet of his faith. When in prayer, he focuses all of his faith into it, and after a time, such objects become holy relics. He got this one from his father, who got it from the pastor of his church, and so on for at least nine generations. The faith built up in it is quite powerful, and the Father is not wrong to think he has a chance as long as he has it.

With a growling hiss Dani steps forward. “Get lost preacher man! He's happy here, I know, it makes me sick when that happy flares and pours all over the place like toxic waste, but at least he's happy and he belongs here. He's not yours, and he loves the animals, I like'em to, and if you try and take him they'll almost as pissed as I am you old fool!” Taking another step forward his eyes go to the mains hand as it whips out of his pocket holding an odd little device. He recognizes it a little to late and with a bellow he falls back a few paces, holding his face as Gerard begins praying aloud. Snapping his teeth, Dani has had enough.

Throwing his head back, his arms out and down, Dani lets out a howl. In that instant his body begins to grow. His simple outfit takes on more complex contours, a red long coat of shining leather erupts on to his body, the many buckles clinking as an invisible wind seems to blow tossing his clothing and hair about. His short, blood red hair grows from shoulder length to somewhere around his waist and thickens in such a way that it makes him look like he's bristling. His canines grow into fangs and his eyes brightening into vivid dark purple flames. His fingers become a little longer, his nails blackening and growing into claws, and by the time his howl fades he stands there, a whole new beast. He is still unmistakeably Dani, however he looks almost like he has wolf blood in him.

The impression isn't entirely wrong. His mother was one of the werewolves that Lucifer let loose on earth. While he is fare less hairy than his mother, and lacking the snout, Dani indeed does resemble his mother quite a bit. Werewolves were more human than humans would like to admit, which is why they put so much more wolf into the modern portrayals of the beast, however Dani looks ten times at terrifying as any depiction of his mother's kind on the silver screen. With his transformation over his wings, now double in size, flare out to block Aoba from passing and with a fierce roar Dani charges the now wide eyes priest. He knows he's not going to survive this, however his faith remains strong and he prepares to give the beast heaven before being taken down.

Less than a pace from striking distance the charging demon suddenly falls to the ground with a sound akin to a kicked puppy, however on a much larger scale. Dropping like a stone Dani falls flat on his face before rolling on to his side, clawing at his back and crying out for mercy. Father Gerard watches stunned, his gaze snapping up as he notices something moving out of the corner of his eye. The vision that greets his eyes is almost as remarkable as the child demon's transformation. Wreathed in pure black flame that gives off darkness rather than light Kuro stalks slowly closer and closer to the group. Fresh blood and wounds can be seen here and there making him look like a scene straight out of hell, however his calm relaxed expression seems entirely out of place.

The crying voice on the ground suddenly changes and the Father looks down to see the child there once more, his eyes full of tears as he continues to paw at his back. Despite what Dani was about to do not moments before Gerard can not help but pity the child like being. [i]'I pity him, but there is nothing [b]I[/b] can do for him. . .'[/i] Stepping away from the creature he watches as Kuro kneels at the smaller demons side, his hand held out in an odd fashion, like he's holding something, but the for the life of him the priest can not see it.

“Kurotama, stop, please! It hurts, it hurts! He was being mean, he wanted to take it away! It's not his, he can't have it.” At that last word Kuro's hand snaps out and smacks Dani across the mouth. The fear and pain in Dani's eyes turn to a stunned look as he stares up at his little brother, tears still flowing freely.

In a voice as calm as could be, Kuro responds to that wide eyed gaze. “Aoba is not an it, he is a he, and he is free to decide where he wants to go, and what he wants to do. If he really can not abide this place, or me, I will follow him wherever he wants to go. My goal is not to possess this angel it is to keep him safe after he saved my life. No matter how much he wants to deny it, I owe him, and I will not leave him. If he wants to join a church, I will follow. If he wants to become a circus clown, I will laugh, but I will follow. It is not for us to decide what he does with this life forced upon him, and I will not abide anyone trying to make such decisions for him.” Glancing up at the preacher he adds, “And this is Aoba's friend. Gross, and a pain to be around, but he is Aoba's friend, and you will [b]not[/b] harm him.” That last 'not' is the only time his voice raises and it is only a little bit. However Dani feels the effect of it as a new order is input into his collar.

Whining and sobbing as soon as he feels the collar loosen Dani nods and launches himself at his little brother, hugging and crying into his collarbone as if this isn't the very demon who caused him so much pain. Kuro holds his big brother, as tender as could be, and stands up with Dani still clinging to him. The smaller male wraps his legs around his brother waist, not showing any signs of letting him go any time soon. The flames die and rubbing between Dani's wings he gives Gerard a slight bow, before turning to Aoba. “Sorry he's being such a bother. Close one, huh?” His tone is light with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. His eyes seem to almost have a pleading look to them as he presses a soft kiss awkwardly to Aoba's forehead before moving off towards the house to continue calming Dani down.