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[Ddraig Aloud]

[Ddraig Thoughts]

{Draebel Aloud}

{Draebel Thoughts}

Chapter 1 Dark Beginnings

The boy was barely alive. Standing there, watching over him in the remains of a fire that claimed the very home that was currently smoldering around him was three people, two men, and a woman. Both men were tall, with one having black hair with blonde bangs, while the other simply had spiked his. Both wore pure black clothing, the blonde having a burgundy coat over top of a button-up shirt, while the other man wore what appeared to be medieval plate armor over whatever clothes he had underneath. The woman, however, wore a form fitting dress the ended just above her knees, with thigh, high black stocking, a pair of black stilettos, and long purple colored hair. She was the literal form of perfection…all of them would be really, if not for the multitude of black wings spreading out from their backs.

"Penemue, any sign of Maroth?" the man with the blonde bangs asked, not looking away from the boy. The woman looked at him for a moment before shaking her head.

"No Azazel, nothing, though there are signs of a battle that occurred before all…this," She responded, waving her hands at the smoldering ruins of the home. The man, Azazel, nodded, as if confirming in his head something he already knew. He walked towards the boy, his coat moving as if carried on by the wind, though that was non-existent here, before crouching down and gently running a hand over the boys head, like a father caring for an ill child. Once more without looking he spoke.

"Baraqiel, scout around the area once more, I want Maroth found, even if it's just his corpse," Azazel ordered, and the armored man nodded, before taking flight in the air, lightning flowing over his body. With a sigh, Azazel picked the boy up carrying him in his arms. The boy was small, and light, probably no more than one hundred pounds soaking wet. He had short black hair with a streak of silver going from the left temple back to the top-right side of his head. A large gash ran over his right eye, which would probably leave a scar if not permanently damaged that eye, and he had blood coating his hands and bruises on most of the visible skin. Though he wore a Yukata, most of it was torn or burnt. Azazel shook his head, an amused smile on his face. "It's amazing the boy isn't more seriously injured than this." He thought, before turning to look at Penemue. "We're leaving, we'll take him back to the Grigori, I'll send some people to collect what's left of his stuff and to look for his father." Without waiting for a response, a small magic circle appeared, and the Fallen and his charge disappeared.

Zachariel PoV

"Kaa-chan! Tou-san! Where are you!" I screamed, choking on the thick black smoke that hung around me. The smoke was acrid, floating around me without fail, and despite my enhanced senses, I could see nothing, nor hear anything aside from the crackling of the fire that claimed my home. Though I was but thirteen years of age, I felt no fear, only worry and anger. For years, we had threats placed on our door, threats made by the very family that took the life of my Oba-san away from me. Otou-san had come this very night and warned us that they were coming for us next, that I was their target and to stay hidden. But I wouldn't, I couldn't! I had heard that my cousin had died or disappeared during the raid that took Shuri-Oba-san's life, and I would not let that happen to my family. I could fight…I would fight! I had been training since I could walk, training to use my light powers, something I inherited from my Fallen Angel father, training in hand-to-hand combat…training to use my Sacred Gear. It took the form of a long pole-arm, similar to a halberd, but…it was different. The "blade" part of it was alive, constantly writhing around and had a purple-ish hue to it. The weapon spoke to me sometimes as well, just whispers at the moment, but it promised great power as I grew. In addition to that, I had some control over certain magics, but it was a bare minimum, and certainly wouldn't be any use in a fight right now.

I burst through the charred wood that was once the door to my living room…and see something that makes my heart skip a beat.

"Kaa-chan!" I scream. Before me is my Okaa-san, her body radiating power and several talismans and seals floating around her. She seems deep in concentration and I can see why. In front of her is the most massive man I've ever seen, even bigger than Tou-san. He must be at least Six and half feet tall, easily towering over both me and my Kaa-chan, and was as wide as an ox, made of pure muscle. On his right arm, however, was a series of tattoos…tattoos I recognized as being both speed and strength enhancing seals. In his hands, he carried what appeared to be an oversized hammer, and even from here I could feel the magic on it.

It seems my scream reached Kaa-chan's ears as she turned her head long enough to look at me. It was the moment I wish I could take back. As she was distracted, I realized her seals were not as strong defensively as I had thought, and the man in front of her knew that. She knew the reason they were here, that she was just an afterthought, and her mind was set on defending me. So, when the man saw me, the target for elimination, he swung that hammer, and it was indeed as magical as I thought. An explosion resounded throughout my little living room, sending me flying through the same door I had just come through to go crashing into the wall at the end of the hall. I cried out in pain, and I definitely felt a couple of things break in my body, but I ignored it in favor of looking at my Kaa-san. She too had been blown backward…and was currently lying in front of me, her arm at a weird angle…and blood pooling around her.

"Kaa-chan!" I yelled, crawling over to her. Her chest moved up and down rapidly, and she seemed to be struggling to breathe. I looked towards the living room, but saw no sign of the man that was there before. I looked down when I felt a hand on my shoulder, to see Kaa-san smiling up at me.

"My…boy…my beautiful…boy," She heaves, coughing between words. A trickle of blood leaks from the corner of her mouth, and I could tell she was dying.

"Kaa-chan…hang on, I'll go get Tou-san…he's strong, he must have taken care of the others by now," I say desperately, trying to stand, but despite her weakened state, Kaa-chan had a firm grip on my shoulder.

"No Zach…even your father…couldn't heal this," She smiles weakly, looking down at the wound that covered the lower half of her torso. There is a hole in her stomach…bigger than anything I've ever seen and it's all I have to not lose my stomach at the sight of it. "I'm…sorry…but find it in your heart…to forgive your Oji-san…" She shudders out, before a bright light begins to envelop her body.

"Kaa-san…Kaa-san…Kaa-san!" I whine, tears flowing from my eyes. It does not take long before her body disappears…nothing left aside from a star shaped necklace, a gift from Tou-san to her. I hear but do not acknowledge the footsteps behind me, simply staring at the spot where Okaa-san disappeared. I could hear voices, but it took a moment for them to register.

"…pid bitch is dead isn't she…well better take care of the brat…boss won't be happy," A man's voice said behind me. "Damned Fallen One flew away, not sure where, but the boss is gonna want to find him." Fallen One…they speak of my Tou-san…he got away. But I don't register this. No, I only register what they called my Kaa-chan. Stupid. Bitch. How dare they. How Dare They. How Dare They! HOW DARE THEY!

"…Kaa-chan!" I scream, shooting up from the position I was in. The room was dark, due to there being no windows, and small, nothing like the room I was just in. The room was silent, aside from the slight buzzing of an electric light somewhere, and just as empty. I lay in a small gray bed, only slightly longer than I was and much the same as a hospital bed, and currently was dressed in simple black clothing. A bandage covered my hand up to my elbow, leaving just past the first knuckle on each of my fingers visible, while another bandage made it difficult to see out of my right eye. I had a massive headache like someone was currently beating a drum inside it. I quickly rose, getting out of the bed I was in and took a look at my surroundings. My Otou-san had always taught me that the first thing to do when you suspect kidnap, or worse, is getting a hold of your surroundings. I had grown up in an environment where war was a constant worry, what with both my Kaa-san's family out to get us, especially after what happened to my cousin, and my Otou-san having his own enemies in the form of Angels and Devils, it was only natural. The room was small and sparsely furnished, though I was pleasantly surprised to see some of my things scattered about here and there. A large clothes bureau caught my eye and looking through it confirmed that all my training gear was there. I made my way to the door, a simple wooden one with nary a lock on it. Taking a moment to listen on the other side, I opened the door and blinked a few times as bright, florescent light blinded me. Once I could see again, I noticed I was in one room out of a long line of rooms in a long hallway. I seemed to be situated almost in the middle of all the rooms, but the hallway seemed to be empty. The left seemed to lead further into wherever this place was, so I decided to make my way down the right hallway. I moved silently, trying to stay low, and noticed that my feet were bare, as they moved across the cool metal floors. I stopped every so often to listen, trying to discern if there was anyone around and where I could possibly be. For such a big building, it seemed surprisingly…empty. I had been walking for about five minutes and could see a curve coming up in the hallway when I heard the voices.

"…oy should be awake by now," Came a male voice from the same direction I was headed. I heard a sound of agreement, and panicked momentarily. There was no way I could fight now, certainly not against two people. I tried the nearest door, to find it locked, and tried the other across the hall. This one I had more luck with, so I dove into it, silently closing the door behind me. I pressed my ear to the door, listening as a pair of muffled voices went past and heaved a small sigh of relief.

"Hello cutie," A feminine voice from behind me causes me to nearly jump out of my skin. I turn swiftly, and just as quickly close my eyes, my entire face going red. Standing there was a woman, probably a foot taller than I was, with long black hair, violet eyes as compared to my silver and purple one, and a figure that would make Angels jealous…and she was completely nude. I had seen everything from the slight curve in the bottom of her well above-average chest size to her…area. She must have been in the process of getting dressed as she was holding a black shirt similar to the one I was in, and I realized that there was holy power radiating from her…something I had been too distracted to notice before. In addition to that…she had a single pair of silky smooth black looking wings. A Fallen Angel. My mind raced as I absorbed this particular piece of information.

"Ah…so-sorry," I stammer closing my eyes and placing my hands over them. I hear a soft giggle and some shuffling before I feel a pair of soft hands overlap my own.

"You can look now little one," The woman says as she removes my hands. I open my eyes, a little hesitantly at first, and the woman is in front of me, a smile on her face. "You must be the one Lord Azazel brought back." She states more than asks, looking me up and down. "You certainly are a cutie for one so young." I blush deeply as she says that and she giggles, causing me to blush even more. She stands back up before smiling at me again. "My names Raynare, but you can call me Ray…or Onee-chan if you'd like." I gape at her for a moment as she smiles brightly at me.

"Ano, I'm Zachariel Yamamoto," I say after a couple of moments of staring. The girl is hardly wearing anything, and at just the right angle one would be able to see her breasts quite easily. I was right at that age where puberty begins to kick in, the human side of me battling the Fallen side, though that was a losing battle already. "But that's not important…you're a Fallen Angel, like Otou-sama!" I declare to her shaking my head. She frowns as I say that, taking a small step back.

"Oh, your father…I don't see any wings on you though," She says to me, looking over my shoulder. Her eyes go wide, before she drops to a knee. "Azazel-sama." I turn around, and standing there is a man, young looking, with dark hair…except the bangs. The bangs are blonde in appearance, and I was certain that this was natural. Beside him was another man…a man I knew quite well.

"Oji-san!" I yell in confusion before running to hug him. The man's name is Baraqiel, who married my mother's sister, and thus became my uncle. The man himself was gruff looking, and was the true picture of a military man, with broad shoulders, closely cropped beard and equally trimmed hairstyle, and rarely smiled. As for the one with him…I could feel power from him, far greater than even Otou-san's.

"Yamamoto-kun…I'm glad you're safe," Baraqiel said, once he got over the initial surprise of being hugged by me. "I'm so sorry…once again…I failed someone I cared about." He said, and I could see a tear in his eye. He must be thinking about his own daughter and what had happened to his family.

"No Oji-san, it's not your fault," I say, tears of my own threatening to break. I still hadn't really grieved…I wasn't sure how long it had been since Kaa-san had…died. But still…it was not Baraqiel-Oji-san's fault.

"Raynare, thanks for taking care of our guest here, I do so appreciate it," The other man says after a moment of watching us. The Fallen Angel on the ground nods, but gives no other outward sign of acknowledgement. "Do you mind if we borrow your room for a moment?" As the man asks that, the one I assume to be this Azazel, she nods once more, before standing and quickly leaving. I watched her go, and blushed as she sent me a wink over her shoulder, a wink that promised much teasing to come.

"Now, I'm sure you've guessed it by now, but I'm Azazel, Governor-General of the Fallen Angels," The unknown man says to me as he takes a seat on the edge of Raynares bed. I stay close to Baraqiel-sama, as I feel…nervous around this man, though I know I shouldn't. After all, he is technically the leader and boss of both my Otou-san and my Oji-san. He is the Fallen Angel of legend, who fought on par with both God and the leaders of the Devils. A man whose age is as timeless as time itself, but has an interest in only two things. Sacred Gears and women. Otou-san had once joked that he would send me to Azazel to be a guinea pig for his experiments, so I wasn't quite sure what to make of this man. He had immense power, but he seemed…laid back. I nod at his words after a moment and he smiles clapping his hands together. "Good, that get's rid of the need for tedious introductions." He chuckles lightly before continuing, his mood getting suddenly…sad. "I'm…sorry for your loss…I knew Akemi-san personally…her and your Otou-san were close friends of mine actually." That's what does it for me. I finally begin to break. I place my face in Baraqiel's side, his arm going around me in a protective way as silent tears begin to slip from my eyes.

"Was this really necessary Azazel…the boys just lost his mother," I hear Oji-san say, but Azazel let's out a sigh before continuing.

"I'm sorry for asking this…but I need to know what happened…and where Maroth is," Azazel says after a couple moments of silence.

"I... don't really remember," I say after a moment. "The men came in and were covered in blackish clothing. There was probably six or seven of them, and a couple of them had magical weapons." Both Azazel and Baraqiel seem interested in that particular fact. "Tou-san and Kaa-chan told me to hide, and I did at first but…" I stopped, thinking about what had happened. If only I hadn't been so foolish, if only I had listened.

"It's alright boy, it wasn't your fault," I heart Baraqiel say to me, his hand rubbing my back. I nod, tears still falling, but clear my throat before looking at Azazel and continuing.

"I had stayed hidden for some time, when the smoke began to filter into my room," The Fallen leader looks slightly shocked by this but nods for me to continue. "It seems one of the men to come for us was skilled in talisman use, but had miscast and set the forest around us ablaze, catching the house in turn." Both men look at me in sadness as I say this. "I came from my room to find my Kaa-chan fighting the biggest man I've ever seen…and then…and then." I can't finish and turn to Baraqiel, tears forming in my eyes, and I notice the same in his own. I hug him once more, and he holds me there for some time. Eventually, Azazel clears his throat, and I look over my shoulder at him.

"I'm sorry for what happened to Akemi-san…but you never mentioned what happened to Maroth," He says. I think about my answer for a few moments before shaking my head.

"I don't remember…after Kaa-san died…I just remember an extreme anger and then I woke up here," I answer. He looks at me in confusion for a moment, before a small smile lights his face up.

"Hmm, I see," He sighs. "Very well, Baraqiel take the boy back to his room, let him get some rest, and then tomorrow I'll have someone show him around. When your finished taking him back, I need to see you again." Azazel instructs Oji-san, who nods and then the younger man departs.

"Alright, let's get you back, so you can rest up, you'll need it for tomorrow I'm sure," Baraqiel says, and the two of us make our way back down the hall. It must have been really early when I first awoke, as the halls were suddenly filled with people, Fallen Angels, and some humans dressed in priest garbs. It was shocking to see the humans, but then again, Tou-san had said something about members of the church going rogue and joining the Fallen Angel side, becoming strays and the like. They still had some love for God to my understanding, but their methods generally left them…questioned.

It did not take long for us to reach the room I was staying in. If I was honest I felt like I was in some sort of laboratory, or a science facility of sorts, but with Oji-san here I felt safe. As soon as we entered I hopped on my bed, before turning to face him.

"Oji-san…I have a favor to ask," I jump right to it, looking at him, with as much seriousness as I can muster. He looks at me for a moment, almost as if he knows what I'm going to say, before motioning for me to continue. "I want you to train me…Otou-sama was doing it before all of…this, but I need to be prepared…prepared to defend the only family I have left." I can feel the tears stinging the corner of my eyes as I say this, but I fight them off, looking at him. As far as I know, Oji-san is the only I have left, the only member I have to defend, but I don't want to lose him as well. "And…I want to be able to find and avenge my family." I declare, telling him the full truth. He deserves to know what I'm going to be doing with the skills he teaches me. Even if he tries to convince me not to, I wish to seek vengeance for my Okaa-san, and find my Otou-sama.

"I will train you Yamamoto-kun…but on the condition, that you do not seek vengeance out of hate…but out of justice," He says after mulling it over for a few moments. My smile widens and my eyes brim with tears once more and I rush and hug him, thanking him over and over again. He rubs my back gently, speaking softly to me while I calm down. After a couple of moments, I hear him speak again. "Now, get some rest, I'll speak to Azazel, and tomorrow your training begins in earnest." I nod excitedly and hop into bed. He leaves me after placing his hand on my head once more, but I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight. Finally, I'll be able to do something to help my family.

Elsewhere, in the Underworld

In a large building, deep within the Gremory territory of the Devil home world, a child with hair so crimson, you'd think its blood, was currently standing beside a bed, looking over a girl with long black hair. Both girls seemed to be of the same age, and both were well…developed. The red-haired girl watched over the other girl with worry in her eyes and held the hand of the bedridden girl. The door to the room opened, and a man stepped in, dressed in regal attire, with the same crimson hair as the girl standing.

"Nii-san, she's going to be okay, right?" The girl asks as he comes towards them, identifying him as her older brother. The man looks at her for a moment, a small smile on his face, before he nods.

"Yes Rias, she'll be fine, she's probably still recovering from the shock of everything," The older man says. Rias Gremory, heiress to the Gremory family and High Class Devil…and younger sister to the current Maou Lucifer, Sirzechs Gremory Lucifer. Behind him, and somewhat closer than first expected, was the Queen of Sirzechs, known as the Strongest Queen in the Underworld, Grayfia Lucifuge.

"Indeed Hime, when you think of everything that's happened in the last year to the poor girl, she's probably just tired and still recovering," Grayfia said as she appeared behind her master. A jet of red hair shot out from behind Grayfia and slammed into Rias before she could react. The young boy, Millicas Gremory, son of the two adults in the room, hugged onto his older cousin and practical sister, while the older girl recovered.

"Akeno-nee will be okay Onee-sama, I just know it," The little boy said looking up at her. The older girl smiled and nodded, continuing to look at the girl in the bed. Akeno Himejima, and Rias' Queen. She only hoped that she would recover, so they could go back to being best friends and having fun together.

Four Years Later, Zachariel PoV

Four years…it had been four years since the event that took my family from me and thrust me into the life I now live. I was currently on my way to meet up with Lord Azazel, to receive the instructions for the new task he had for me. The First two years had been spent training, training my light powers with both Baraqiel and the one known as Penemue. She too was a high-class Fallen Angel, one of the strongest females in the Grigori…and a perpetual flirt. More than once I had walked into my room to find either her or Raynare-Onee-chan lying in my bed naked, trying to get me to break. It was something I wrestled with on a regular basis, but I swore I wouldn't allow personal relations to take hold until my business with my family was taken care of. Still, they tried, and more than once I found myself unable to sleep in my room due to…events. In addition to that, Azazel had found out about my Sacred Gear, which I had begun calling Draebel, as the one that lived inside of it was some sort of demon or God. It had begun speaking to me more as of late, though usually, it was just advice in using it and tales of previous masters and there…lady friends. When Azazel had found out about it, he had begun helping me understand it and train with it, in return to be allowed to study it. He had told me there were other Sacred Gear users here amongst the Grigori, but I had only ever seen one. Tobio Ikuse, or Slash/Dog as he was better known. I had met him as he had returned from a mission, just as he was leaving Azazel's office. The man radiated power almost as great as Azazel, but what caught my eye was the giant black dog that followed him. I could tell right away what it was, as the two were linked, as if by an invisible thread. I had heard from Azazel about some Sacred Gears that took on a physical appearance much like a Devils Familiar. The thought had both filled me with fear and excited. Someone with that much power at their hands could be a fearsome opponent…and that was the moment that one day when my own vengeance was carried out, I wanted to spar with this man. He had sized me up the same as I was him, before nodding to me and carrying on. His Sacred Gear, which I had later learned was Canis Regalia, had eyed me curiously for a few moments, before following after it's master. I haven't seen him again to date, but one day I would, and I would challenge him to a spar that day.

In the time, I let my thoughts lead me, I had reached Azazel's office. Before I had even raised my arm to know, Azazel said "Come in". I chuckled, the man had great senses it seemed. A challenge Baraqiel had set me was to keep my Aura down, to try and hide myself for what I was, in order to be able to better hide from supernatural creatures. So far, I was able to hide from most people, but still had yet to be able to cover myself from people of Azazel and Oji-sans strength. Shaking my head with another chuckle, I opened the door.

"Zachariel my boy, I'm glad you're here, I have a new mission for you," The man says without looking up from his work. The inside of this particular office was much the same as Azazel's other branches. Clutter filled much of the space, while a large table sat in the center of the room. The walls were filled with cupboards and shelves, each holding various scientific objects, most of which I knew nothing about. After a moment of silence, he looks up from what he's working on, which appears to be some sort of golden spear with a purple orb atop it, and smiles. "Downfall Dragon Spear, my newest artificial Sacred Gear creation, though I still have yet to work out some of the bugs." I nod, heaving a sigh as he continues to explain what it does. When it comes to Sacred Gears, even fake ones, Azazel is like a little kid in a candy store. "But this isn't why I called you here," He says, putting his new toy away. I felt my hand twitch at the same time as the surge of power…whatever that thing was meant to do, it was guarded by an immense number of wards.

"What have you called me here for Azazel-sama?" I ask, bowing slightly as I do so. Despite the lackadaisical attitude, he was still the leader of a race of beings, and thus deserved respect. Besides, I loved the uncomfortable look he gained when I called him that.

"Zach…please, you know me by now," He says with a grimace, which turns to a frown as I smile up at him. "Oh haha, very funny." He says sarcastically, motioning for me to take a seat in front of him. I do so, still smiling as he continues. "Your mission will take you to a familiar place…Japan, Kuoh to be exact." I freeze, frowning as he says that. I hadn't been to that part of the world since…everything happened. I suspected that was in part due to Azazel's influence on the missions I was sent on but still. It was…interesting that they would choose now of all times to send me there.

"And what will I be doing there exactly…isn't Raynare and co there right now?" I ask. I had said my goodbyes to Raynare sometime ago. She had been sent to Japan on an important mission to watch over some boy with a supposedly powerful Sacred Gear.

"Yes, we've seem to have lost contact with her…and being Devils territory, I fear the worst," Azazel responds with a sigh. I feel my blood freeze at the thought. When she had been leaving to go on this mission she had been sad that I wasn't going with her…unfortunately Azazel had assigned me another mission at the time so…I wasn't available. Dohnaseek, Mittelt and Kalawarner were all assigned to go with her, though none of them had the strength I did, they were strong in their own right. No, my biggest issue was not their strength…it was the investigations I had been doing into Dohnaseek. Something had seemed…off about him recently.

"You want me to see what happened to them?" I ask, all joking gone from my voice now. Azazel nods before continuing.

"That, and if necessary, carry out the mission I had given to Raynare," I cock an eyebrow in confusion before he continues. "There's a dossier back in room, give it a once over before you leave, the sooner the better." I stand, giving him another bow, before showing myself out. It doesn't take me long to reach my room, and in that time my mind plays memories of my time with Ray. She had become more than an older sister to me in my time here. I knew she loved Azazel, but I was equally sure she knew that love would never be returned. I know she had ambitious goals, goals that didn't always keep everyone unharmed, but it was all in the name of the love she had for Azazel. But still, I cared for her…and would kill anyone who brought her harm, Devil or no.

As I opened the door to my room, I spotted the dossier instantly. Opening it as I lay on my bed, I committed everything to memory.

"Issei Hyoudou, Aged Seventeen, brown hair and brown eyes, One-hundred seventy centimetres, enrolled in Kuoh academy. Sacred Gear: Dragon Class." That last part intrigued me. A dragon class Sacred Gear was fairly strong. There was a wielder of a Dragon Class here, Divine Dividing no less, and he was considered one of the strongest members in the Grigori. Still, there were some…weaker type Dragon Class Sacred Gears, such as the twice critical. It didn't matter if the gear was legendary, if it only boosted your power to double when you had nothing to begin with…it might help against a fellow human, but a being of Supernatural origin…that was iffy.

"This is going to be a pain, I can already tell," I sigh, putting the paper down. The mission was to observe and report any findings. There had been previous Sacred Gear wielders who went out of control as human hosts due to unforeseeable events. The boy was young, just as young as I was, but probably had little to no training with his Sacred Gear. Most mortals went their entire life without ever activating their Gear, and some did it but thought nothing of it afterwards. I suspected this boy would fall into the former over the latter. "Well, better get this over with." I pick up the nearby phone, making the necessary arrangements for a flight to Japan. It wouldn't do to teleport into potentially hostile territory, knowing what I knew about Kuoh.

Several hours later, I was stepping outside at Kuoh Airport. I looked up to the sky, noticing the tinge of crimson as the day began to turn to evening. Almost immediately I could feel the corruption of Devil Magic in the area and not just that of the noble houses. Seems there were a few strays up and about in the area as well.

"Not my place at the moment…got to find Ray," I think as I begin to concentrate. One of the reasons Azazel chose me for this mission is a particular brand of magic I had mastered. My Tou-san had begun to teach it to me when I was younger, and using those skills I had continued my training at the Grigori. It was a special brand of Tracking magic, that was able to pinpoint the location of someone I was close to with ease. Ray was probably the person I was closest to within the Grigori, so tracking her was simple. Within moments I had her location…and had to do a double-take. She was currently somewhere in the center of Kuoh…and I could sense the Dragon near her.

"Hang on D, this is going to get rough," I say, preparing to take off. The only reports, later on, would be from some older woman, who swears she saw an angel flying overhead that day, that made the same sound as a Jet. The police would report it to the same file as Alien sightings.

Kuoh Park, Narrator PoV

When Issei Hyoudou had accepted his date with Amano Yumma he had never thought it would go so well. They had gone shopping in the early morning, which had been followed up by a small lunch and then some more shopping, where Yumma-chan had picked up a bracelet to remind her of their date today. So, when he found himself walking hand in hand with her towards the park, the boys' thoughts went to one thing, and one thing alone.

"I'm going to get my first kiss today!" He mentally cheered. At the young age of seventeen, he was excited as any guy would be going on a date with someone as beautiful as his. He was in the prime of his youth, at a time when dating girls was far more important than what he was going to do for the rest of his life. So when Yumma stopped him just in front of the fountain and asked him a favor, he could barely contain his excitement…until she whispered what it was in his ear.

"Would you die for me?" She asked. His heart skipped a beat, but he had simply thought it a joke. The boy chuckled, cleaning out his ear with a pinky finger.

"I'm sorry, I must have had something stuck in my ear, could you repeat that for me Yumma-chan?" He asked, smiling brightly. The small giggle that Yumma did was anything but cute.

"I said, would you die for me?" She asks again, her tone darker, as she steps back, her form changing. Her body ages, and within seconds it's almost as if Issei is looking at Yumma's older sister…who's apparently into bondage and cosplay as she has tight, black leather clothing on and a singular pair of black, feathered wings sprouting from her back.

What the hell…" Issei says, his voice filled with fear.

"Sorry Issei, but the higher ups have deemed you as dangerous and have decided to terminate you before you become a problem," This new Yumma says looking at him with…pity? Issei takes a couple of step backs, especially as a long spear like object suddenly appeared in Yumma's hands, buzzing like a light bulb. "I really did have fun on our date." She states, looking at the bracelet on her wrist.

"No…wait Yumma-chan, what the hell is going on?" Issei asks, confused, still taking steps back.

"Hopefully in the next life, you'll be born without a dangerous Sacred Gear," Yumma says before throwing the spear.

That was when all hell broke lose.

*Doooooon*

With a loud boom, Issei was thrown back several feet. He coughed as he choked on the dust that was in the air, and his ears rang like he had just been listening to loud music, but otherwise, he seemed unharmed. Standing, he looked around in confusion once more, trying to discern what had just happened. He could still hear a buzzing sound, but it seemed…quieter, like it was weaker or further away. After a few moments, the dust finally cleared…and what Issei saw shocked him almost as much as it did Yumma, if the look on her face was anything to go by. Standing right where Issei had been a moment before was a tall man, with short black hair and a silver streak in it. He was fit, far more fit than Issei, and had a roguish appearance about him. If Issei wasn't in shock, he'd say this man was probably the opposite of Kiba, a bad boy type. He had bright blue eyes, near as blue as the ocean, though a large scar marred his right eye. But that wasn't what surprised Issei, nor was it the fact that he had caught the spear like object with no more than his index finger and thumb. No what shocked the young boy was the wings coming from his back…four of them in total, as black as midnight and as smooth looking as silk. He was currently staring at Yumma-chan with a look in his eye that was a mixture of no nonsense and playful teasing.

"Hello Ray," He said after a few moments.

And so ends the first chapter. This will probably be the smallest chapter in this particular story and I do hope you like it. This will be a bit of a zero to hero story, in that, though he has four wings, my OC will be somewhat like Issei in that he starts out weaker but get's stronger as time goes on. Of course, he outstrips most of the characters in the story in strength at the moment. I'm also sure most of you have guessed by now, but he is related to Akeno…or is he? Bun bun bun! I kid I kid. Now, I'm fairly certain I won't be making him a devil, unless enough people ask for it. Ummm…I think that's that, so until next time.

Name: Zachariel Yamamoto

Age: 17

Race: Half Fallen Angel Half Human

Appearance: Black hair with a streak of silver, 6' 7", lithe but muscular, Scar over the right eye, Blue eye color.

Sacred Gear: Draebel, the living Halberd. The halberd itself is 5'6" in length, including the blade, and is completely organic. The blade itself has a singular yellow eye in the center of it, with a pupil similar to a cat. Has demonic qualities to it, making it an ideal weapon against creatures weak to demon magic.

Powers: Zachariel is skilled in the light weaponry used by his Fallen Angel half. In addition to that, he is a skilled combatant, master of blade, hand-to-hand and halberd use. He has powerful tracking abilities and is also a novice magician, skilled in Fire and Earth elements.

Issei Harem: Rias, Asia, Koneko,

Zachariel Harem: Raynare, Kalawarner, Mittelt,

Harems are not set in stone, if you'd prefer someone to be with someone else, please let me know. The only ones set in stone for sure are Rias for Issei and Raynare for Zach.

EDITED: Fixed some Grammar issues.