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Unkaind x Toadal Dude, Part 1

It had been 60 years since the fateful day Dame Dedtime was defeated. 60 years since the Wicked Yokai had all but disappeared. But the executives were still there, just hiding away from the society they once tried to control. Unkaind was in the school, thinking. Ever since Dedtime had been defeated, she had done little with her freedom. Mostly rage and seeth at being crushed by a child, a child who represented everything her mistress had wanted to avoid.

60 years. It had been 60 years since the civil war of Yokai had ended. And Toadal Dude was not entirely sure how he felt about it. He had somewhat missed the constant action. He missed having a reason to plan, even if it was something as utterly petty as doughnuts. Perhaps he should find Arachnus and spar with him like the good old days. Certainly beat sitting in this house all day long.

Unkaind did have one other thing on her mind, though. That damned toad she fought all those years ago. Sure, it was the kid who beat her, but Toadal Dude had held her off long enough for that brat to even get there. She couldn't place how that toad made her feel. Angry? Upset? Nervous? "Ugh. Why can't I be like Damona? Then I wouldn't have to deal with confusing emotions." Unkaind complains as she paces. Should she act on these emotions and find him, to figure out why she felt this way? Or should she let it simmer longer.

Besides training, Toadal Dude did little else than think. 60 years ago, he had fought Unkaind, trying to stall time and destroy the fog machine before it took over Springdale. That noble kid Nate had stepped in just on time to prevent it from happening and managed to defeat Dedtime entirely. But that woman, ugh. Toadal hated snakes, pretty much forever. But this one in particular made him feel something else. It wasn't hatred, in fact, he wasn't sure he had felt this emotion ever. "UGH!" Toadal exclaimed, frustrated, whipping his hair around into the boulder he had been pummeling for the past 2 hours. He was a warrior, not a thinker. Still

Unkaind finally decided to take action, leaving under cover of the night and searching out Kyubi, guardian of Springdale and Toadal Dude's right hand. After locating him, posing as a school teacher, she approaches in her own human form, taking the shape of a pale skinned businesswoman with snake earrings and her jet black hair up in a bun. Catching Mr.Barton on his break, she approaches. "Kyubi, I have a question." Barton sits up immediately, recognizing Unkaind. "I thought you dissappeared. If I wasn't here I would destroy you." He replies, anger in his voice. "Im not here to fight. I just want to know where Toadal Dude is." "And why, per se, would a wicked yokai want to find the general of the Fleshy Army? Trying to finish the job you failed 60 years ago?" Kyubi taunts, his tone vicious. "No, I fought him 60 years ago and I want a friendly rematch, without the kid butting in." Kyubi chuckles. "Im sure he'd enjoy that. He's in San Fantastico. I ain't spilling anything else, breaks over. Goodbye." Kyubi says before standing and walking off. "San Fantastico. Alright, Toadal Dude. Let's see you fight back after 60 years."