The Legacy of the Overlord: DxD
I do not own Legend of Zelda or Highschool DxD
Flashback- Many, many, many years ago
The room was dark, lit only by the light of a single candle on a nightstand. The dim, orange light revealed a old, wore bed right next to it. It had obviously seen better days, but that wasn't the most noticeable thing of the room. One of them was the heavy suit of midnight, black armor, which seemed to take on a dark gleam in the orange light.
Suddenly a cough resonated from the bed. The figure of a man was now visible in the light. He was a older man, his hair was a snow white, his skin was taut and wrinkled. His age could be seen in his face.
"My time...is running out."the man thought.
This man was at a time the single most powerful man in the world. He was the fifth Overlord, Link; The Crimson Reaper. The man who single handily took over the world. His life was filled with blood shed, death, and agonizing struggle. One thing, however, was his pride and joy.
He was also a conquer of women. He conquered every appearance, every personality, every demeanor. This was his real joy. Although, his despite the insurmountable number of conquests he only decided to settle and have children with a few. Welveria Lucifer, Claudette Vance, Tina Umi, and Medusa Rider. They had all give him children to carry on is legacy; Annelotte Lucifer Akatsuki Vance, Aogami Umi, Natsuno & Gasai Rider.
"Aw, what wonderful memories." Link thought.
Suddenly the door open. Link turned to see it was his oldest son Akatsuki. He had grown up a lot in the over the years, a lot more than his mother ever predicted. But now, now he was going be Overlord number six.
The purple haired man walked into the room and sat in the chair next to the bed.
"You summon be father?"
Link smiled as he coughed.
"Yes," he answered, weakly "My son, I summoned you here, so you could hear my last will. As you can see I am dying, my body is shattering by the power of my own soul."
Akatsuki frowned as his aged father coughed.
"I want you to...to," he coughed a few times, "I want you to take my place as Overlord and ruler of this land. I want you to take your sister, Dizzy as your mistress. Make a heir and make the tradition of naming him Link, but if its a girl...DON'T NAME HER ZELDA! I mean it!"
The purple haired man laughed.
"Alright, I promise."
Link smiled, palely as he pointed towards the suit of armor at the foot of the bed. Akatsuki's eyes widened, when he noticed the gleam of Erstwhile. The very sword that Link used to carry out his world wide campaign.
"I want you end my life with Erstwhile, so I can join your mother in the after life. I bet she is waiting to punish me for the thing I've done over the years." Link said.
Akatsuki laughed.
"Do you regret anything?"
The white haired man gave him a goofy smile.
"Not a damn thing."
The purple haired man smile, but soon looked away, soon got up, and hesitantly took Erstwhile from the stand. The young man raised the sword high over the dying man's body. He looked away as he plunged down into his father's heart.
Link gasped as the unholy blade pierced his heart. The first thing he thought was how painful this was, but instead of wincing or crying out in pain. He smiled, a sick, sadistic smile of pure evil.
"All according to plan." he said, when he suddenly noticed a hooded figure standing behind his son.
He instantly recognized this figure as Brone. A powerful deity that has domain over Death and more importantly Boundaries. He was also the Keeper of Hell. His very stomach was the realm of Hell itself. Brone had both helped and hindered him along the journey. Now here was here for his soul.
"Well it was fun while it lasted," Brone glowered, "All things come do an end. I'm just doing my job, nothing personal."
However, instead of feeling Link's soul enter him. He didn't feel anything, it was like the soul was going somewhere else. The god's silver eyes widened when he put the pieces together.
"No way! He is putting his soul into Erstwhile."
The dying Overlord smirked as he gave Brone the middle figure.
"Fuck you Brone." he said, before he died.
The god laughed.
"You clever son of a bitch! You will never stop amusing me! I was going to let you pass into Heaven, but fuck that now!" the god yelled.
"I will drag your ass in hell! No matter how long it takes! I have an eternity!"
Years Later
A full moon was shining its pale white light over the city of Madrid. The stars were invisible as the bright, numerous lights of the city blocked out their radiant beauty. However, a scene below marred the exterior beauty of the glorious city.
A young man laid dying in a alley. He was a young man being only in his late teens, he stood about 5'11, he had sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, and a fair complexion. He was bleeding profusely out of a stab wound in his stomach. The young mans name? Link Vance, the descendent of Akatsuki Vance and Dizzy. He lived a normal, lazy life. In fact he considered his life to be boring, but all chanced only a few moments ago when he was attacked.
Although, his whole life he knew he was something different. Since the day he was born he was different. He was a part-angel, part-demon, part-unidentified. He wasn't human in any regard, this fact was enforced by his strength, speed, durability, and even his senses. The strangest part, however, was the connection with the family sword; Yamato, a sword he could summon at will.
His hand curled into a fist at the recent memory. The recent strings of attacks had all be caused by strange looking creatures matching the very descriptions of the beings that attacked him. They were all hooded figures. Cowards, that can't show their faces.
"Dammit," Link thought, "I'll make you pay for this you cowards!"
The young man's eyes fluttered before finally closing.
"I finally have you."
Later
Link's eyes shot open, as he shot up. The last thing he remember were those creatures, which he half-expected to be there. He was pleasantly surprised to see they were gone, but now he was in a location he didn't recognize.
"Where am I?" he asked out loud.
The blonde looked all around to observe his surroundings. There were countless blood stains splattered all over the hard stone floor, rusty old meat hooks hug from the ceiling like chandlers. Link made a note not to get to close to them. Contracting typhoid was not on high on his list of things to do. The rest of the room was covered in darkness, so thick it felt almost looked solid.
"That's a good question," a voice said "This is where you belong, you're in hell."
Link turned to see two new figures coming out of the darkness. The first was a older man, who appeared to be in his late fifties. He had grey hair and blue eyes. He wore a golden suit of armor, which was splattered with blood just like the floors.
The second one was much larger man, who stood about 7 ft tall. He had short brown hair and a mild beard-mustache combo, pale skin, and blue eyes.
"Now we're going to make you pay for what you did to us!" the man said.
Meanwhile
A dark, evil power was released over the city of Madrid. The aura power was thick like a fog, and caused dread in the hearts of all the people of the fair city. A eerie sinister voice echoed through the night.
"Finally! Imprisoned no longer!"
In a certain alley a bright red light started to shine.
Meanwhile
The two men advanced on the blonde who stood his ground. They laughed manically as they approached their prey. Unbeknownst to the three, a lone figure was watching from the shadows. A feminine sight emanated from the a shadows as the men approached.
"Such fools, don't they know he is watching?" the being thought, "Hmm, I hope they last long enough to provide proper entertainment, it's been a little boring around here."
Link narrowed his eyes as he pointed at the men threateningly.
"I'm warning you, back off!" he threatened.
"Not a chance." The grey haired one said.
"You're going to pay for what you did to us." The other one said.
Link sighed a he splayed his hands. A few moments later a o-katana appeared in his hand. The wrappings of the handle were black. Link bent his knees as he gripped the handle. The two men braced themselves for what was about to happen.
"Die." The blonde said calmly.
Suddenly he slashed forward. The two men flinched as he did this, but their feat soon turned to shock when nothing happened. Link smirked at the looked on their faces as he slid until it eventually made a click.
Suddenly the two men reduced to bloody chunks. Their blood splattered on the floor like paint on a canvas.
"Impressive, he can use Yamato. He isn't the 1st it seems, I dragged the wrong soul by mistake. Dammit! I really fucked this up.
In the shadows another sigh emanated.
"Triton, Vance...you're both such idiots." the figure thought.
Link looked down at the bloody remains apathetically. He smirked triumphantly, until he noticed all the remains pulsating. He developed a shocked look at his face as their bodies began to reconstruct themselves piece by piece. In a matter of moments their bodies has been completely reconstructed.
"You fool, do you really think you can kill us? Here?" The grey hared one asked.
"We're in Hell! We can't die twice." The taller man stated
They two then rushed forward to attack the blonde when they suddenly were repelled backwards. Link blinked, confused until a hooded figure materialized right in front of him. The blonde jumped back startled as he pointed a accusing finger at the figure.
"Que carajo es esto y tu eres hijo de puta!" He shouted (What the fuck is this and who are you motherfucker!?"
The figure smacked his finger away.
"Watch your language kid. This s my domain and I won't stand for any swearing...other than my own. They call me Brone, the Keeper of Hell. But to a importantly note, it seems there was a little...mix-up." Brone said.
Link glared at him.
"Que quieres decir con una embrollo!?" he shouted, (What do you mean by mix-up?)
Brone shrugged.
"I could tell you the entire story, but something is telling me you would prefer the short version instead. By 'mix-up' I mean that I pulled your soul into hell, but as it turns out you're not the one I wanted. My bad."
"Si yo no era el que buscaba entonces serían esos demonios que me atacaron!" Link said, (If I wasn't the one you were looking for, then that means you were after the demons that attacked me!"
Brone shook his head.
"You're wrong kid, very wrong. Those demons aren't my responsibility, they are the responsibility of the Devils of the Underworld. Although, if any demon dies on my turf I make sure it gets a...rude welcoming." he explained.
"To answer your other question. I was after your great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great" sharp inhale, "great, great, grandfather. The first bastard with the name Link, your ancestor, who lived over 300 million years ago." he continued.
"Do you know why you, your father, and his father have the same name? Why all the boys and tomboys in the familiar are given the name Link? It is because that bastard altered the blood in his daughter, Dizzy. So now every son and daughter will have the compulsion to name their children Link."
Link took a step back in shock. So, that is why he was named Link. It wasn't his choice, it was a compulsion.
"But isn't that guy suppose be dead, right? If he lived 300 million years ago. Human's weren't even developed then."
Brone shook his head.
"That is what they tell you to keep you blind," he said knowingly.
"The funny thing is that even after his death, he continued to walk the earth."
Link arched an eyebrow.
"So, he is a zombie?" he asked.
"Hell no! The only one that can make someone into a zombie is Eu. Wait, now that I think about I haven't seen her in our 300 million years ago. Since she had to take responsibility for that bastard . Hmm, maybe I can...yes. I will."
"Who is Eu?"
"Forget it! The think is that he is alive, and has been since the firstborn of Akatsuki and Dizzy. In other words if you are here, then the bastard has awakened. He has your body."
Link narrowed his eyes.
"How could he alter Dizzy? There was no technology back then." he stated.
Brone laughed hysterically, startling the blonde a bit.
"HAHAHAHAHA," he laughed, "You don't get it do you boy? He MADE Dizzy! She was his great creation. She was raised as a daughter so she could become the winning prize for his heir. Although, his intentions for originally much more...wholehearted."
He then pointed his finger towards a spot in the darkness
"You wanna know how I know he is alive? Because of that foxy bitch over there! You know why she didn't attack you, its because she was killed five times in different eras. The 1st killed her...first, then she came back for revenge against his descendents. But she was killed again, and again, and again. So, she is here."
Link turned to see he was point at. He was surprised to see a women walk out of the shadows. She was short standing only 5'3, she had waist long black hair, dark empty eyes, and pale skin. She was wearing a sweater, with a neckerchief tied around the collar, a knee-length black skirt, black tights, and black shoes. She seems to like black...and Japanese school girls apparently. Although, the most noticeable thing were the nine long, white fox tails following behind her.
Link leaned over.
"Who is she?"
"Hagoromo Gitsune, leader of the Kyoto Yokai. Well, former leader. She pretty much lost that title when she got her ass kicked five times."
"Pfft! I could have killed him if you would have helped me." she stated.
"Bullshit!" Brone spat, "You failed five times and you still didn't learn your lesson! Arrogance, the killer of many!"
The foxy lady folded her arms and looked away.
"Hmph!"
Brone sighed as the two men from earlier glared at the fox. She smirked.
"I tried to warn you." she said.
"No you didn't! You didn't do a damn thing!" the grey haired man said
The fox gasped with a sarcastic tone.
"I didn't? Oh, silly me." she said with a sinister smile.
Brone shook his head in disapproval.
Meanwhile
The demons took a step back from the approaching man. They had been on a killing spree for weeks, and everyone one of their victims stayed dead. This it seems, was untrue since their latest victim was now standing in front of them wielding a black sword with a bat wing like hilt guard. A red eye was embedded where the blade when into the hilt.
The man had changed in a short amount of time. His sandy blonde hair was now a show white color, and his eyes, were now a blood red. His clothes also seemed to have changed. He was wearing a blue coat with blue tails, with a black shirt underneath, blue dress slacks, and brown leather shoes. He looked completely different, but the band on his arm was the same.
"Well, well my first encounter since returning to this world are demons." the man said, "how...unfortunate for you."
He smiled as he raised his sword.
"Black Light...Devastation!" he called.
The man then swung his sword releasing a mile high, mile wide black wave at the demons, who were annihilated on contact. However, the wave didn't stop with them it went on for two kilometers destroying everything in its path.
The man scowled, as he seemed ignorant of the mass chaos that was beginning to stir around him.
"How pathetic!" he spat, "Demons have gotten soft. The demons of my age were a true terror to be reckoned with, you are weaklings."
The man sighed.
"Oh, well. I hope this world proves a better challenge than the last."
Back in Hell
Link was tapping his chin in thought. Brone had just offered him the chance to go back to the world of the living to take back his body from the 1st. He wasn't guaranteed success, but if the 1st was a bad as everyone says he is then he would be the only who would be able to stop him. Also, he could have his ancient grandpa mess up his reputation now could he?
"Alright," Link said "All I need to do is go back and get my body back from from grandpa?"
Brone nodded.
"Correct, but there is one condition to me sending you back." he said, "You have to take the foxy bitch with you. She is annoying as hell with her constant bitching."
Said fox bitch shot him a puzzled look.
"Eh? What did you just say motherfuc-" she started.
"Deal." Link interrupted.
"Alright then," Brone said.
The deity waved his hand and just like that Link and Hagoromo Gitsune vanished in black smoke. Once they were gone Brone sweat-dropped and sighed deeply.
"Well, shit. I forgot to tell him that because he died, his body belongs to the first now. My bad." he said.
"Oh well, no time to live in the past." he said before his eyes started to shine red, "Lost Style: Time Recollection!"
Back in Madrid
The 1st walked through the streets, unfazed by the mass hysteria that was taking place around him. All the people in the streets were panicking, fires were raging like storms over he buildings, there was debris of the buildings loitered all over the ground.
"This world as changed a lot since I roamed it." he stated, "A bit too much, the last thing I remember was a civil war and the name Abraham Lincoln."
Suddenly he felt a pain in his head. The white haired man clutched his head in pain.
"Hey! Get out of my body!" he heard a voice say.
The 1sr frowned.
"Oh, its you. I don't think so, you died far and square. Its my body now."
"That isn't how it works, grandpa!" Link countered
The 1st developed a tick mark on his head.
"Don't call me grandpa!" he barked.
The white haired man then turned around to see a women materializing. He smiled through the headache the kid was giving him.
"Long time no see Gitsune. The last time I saw you was during the Ming Dynasty." he stated.
The kitsune smirked.
"It has been a while, I was dying to see you again." she replied.
"Die? Don't mind if you do." the 1st said before he disappeared.
The kitsune's smirk grew wider as he reappeared,sword in hand and stabbed her in the gut. He smiled as he blood leaked onto the floor.
"You lose again." the 1st said.
The kitsune laughed.
"Not quite."
The 1st arched an eyebrow before a jolt of pain shot through his system. He dropped to his knees as a result.
"Wh-what is this?" he asked.
Hagoromo smiled.
"Like it? Its a power from Brone, its called the Mirror Effect. It reflects any damage down to me back at my opponent. The cost, however, is that I can't harm any innocent person." she said.
The 1st frowned at her words, but suddenly he began to laugh. Gitsune arched an eyebrow before she suddenly coughed up blood.
"You don't remember who you're dealing with do you? I was the most power Alchemist of my day. Also this is Albane the fusion of Erstwhile and Soul Edge, the very sword I killed you with the first time." he stated.
The 1st laughed manically as Gitsune dropped to her knees clutching her stomach. His laughter was cut short when he felt himself lost control of the left side of his body.
"Shit! Forgot about the kid."
"I'm taking my body back!"
The 1st clutched his head.
"NOOOOO! Oh, wait this is perfect." he said with a smile, "Fuse!"
Suddenly a puff of some appeared around the white haired man. Gitsune looked on with wonder as the smoke started to dissipate. She wasn't concerned with her wound now. It seemed to have just mended itself.
After a few seconds the smoke disappeared to reveal the body's appearance had changed once again. The hair was still white only a little bit longer, his eyes were very different, one eye was red the other was blue. His outfit was the same but now with black gloves. Instead of the long sword he had all moments ago, he was now wielding a o-katana.
He smiled at Gitsune as he held his hand out for her.
"I'm back, did you miss me?"
I don't own Devil May Cry, Nurahiyon no Mago, Mirai Nikki, Queen's Blade, Is this a Zombie? Hagure Yuusha no Estetica, Shiki, To Aru Majutsu no Index, or Guilty Gears