BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Morning already?" A boy yawned as he heard his alarm go off, slowly sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His overall appearance would be considered completely impossible; from his brown angular eyes and black and blond hair that split across his head vertically. His hair was in a complete mess, spiking up a bit in every direction.
When he got out of bed, he revealed his total height of 5'2. He had on a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt, most of his body.
Walking into his bathroom, the boy would look himself in the mirror, seeing his frenzied hair and chuckling. "Heh, look what the dragon spat out." He laughed to himself, reaching his hands up to fix the mess of hair. Spiking it appropriately, he was able to appear more presentable, with the blond and black hair mixing in a unique pattern.
Taking a minute to brush up, he grinned widely at the mirror to take in all his appearance, nodding and smirking before walking out. Now contempt with his hair, he was quick to put on his school uniform. The full uniform consisted of a black blazer, white dress shirt with black accents, matching black pants, and a pair of dress shoes.
However unlike everyone else, the boy forgone the blazer, putting on a long sleeved blue shirt underneath his unbuttoned dress shirt. He put on a pair of black and blue sneakers, finishing up and leaving his room after grabbing his school bag.
When he reached them, he didn't even hesitate to slide down the railings of the town's orphanage, sighing at the smell of eggs and toast. The sounds of over a dozen kids talking and eating brought a smile to his face, which was shared as the all of the kids saw him.
"Drake!"
"Good morning squirts!" He grinned back as he walked past the several tables' worth of kids, high fiving each one as he went by. He then stopped as he saw a seven-year-old girl with her hair down hide her face, failing to contain her giggling.
Drake shook his head in response, reaching down and pulling a hair tie from his pocket. "You're seriously going to make me tie your hair back every morning Sasha?"
The girl giggled in response, smiling back to him once he was done. "You're just too good at it! Every time I try I just mess up and it looks ugly." She said as he tied her hair back into a ponytail.
"You, ugly? I don't believe you." Drake responded as he ruffled the top of her head, getting a round of laughs from the table before his ears perked up. At the next second he brought his hand up in time to catch a wooden broom from hitting him.
"What did I say about sleeping in you brat!?" The source of the shouting, and by extent the broom, came from an elderly woman stepping from behind the kitchen counter. She was slim and surprisingly tall, standing taller than Drake. She had pink hair tied in a bun behind her head by two large pins with crescent shaped edges, and two bangs from her hair to frame her face. Aside from her red eyes and beauty mark below her mouth, the rest of her was that expected of a foster mother.
"S-Sorry Porlyusica!" Drake stuttered as he held the broom. "I set my alarm wrong and woke up later than I expected!"
"That was your excuse yesterday brat!" The woman shouted, grabbing another broom from seemingly nowhere while glaring at him. "You're supposed to be making breakfast, it's what I pay you for!"
"Um… you don't pay me."
"I allow you to sleep under a roof and even send you to school, I'm doing more than enough as payment for you!"
"Ah crap." Drake muttered as he released his broom, looking to the door for a quick escape.
Holding his hand behind his back, he gave a silent thank you when he felt Sasha place a piece of bread in his hand. Waiting for when the old woman was close enough, Drake would spring into action and jump over the table to his right, passing by two boys and rolling across the ground before booking it.
"Sorry Granny! I'll make dinner to make it up!" He shouted as he ran out the door, Porlyusica waving her broom widely at where he left.
"Get back in here this instant you brat!"
Drake then pocked his head back in, the toast with strawberry jam hanging from his mouth comedically as he stared back. "And get hit by your broom? Nah I'll wait until you've cooled down."
"You brat!" As he ran off and closed the door, Drake couldn't help but grin at hearing the old lady call him out is such a way. The energy from the morning was more than a welcome to him, encouraging him as he ate his toast and headed for his school building: Kuoh Academy.
Kuoh was a decent sized town in the heart of Japan, not a blazing city but large enough that it'd take a good jog to get to the academy. Nothing he worried about as he moved around pedestrians with a wide grin, keeping the toast in his mouth.
After a couple minutes of straight running he reached the entrance of Kuoh, letting him take the toast out of his mouth and take a bite while he walked through the courtyard. As he munched on his breakfast, he began to think to himself the same thing he always did in the morning. Something that while simple, often had dozens of different answers to them.
'I wonder where Ise and the others are?'
"Oh shit!"
"There's my answer." Drake smirked before shoving the rest of his toast into his mouth and running after the source of the shout. He only heard a single shout, meaning most likely that Issei was abandoned by the other two to suffer the fate all three deserved.
Of course though, by the time he made it to where he heard the scream behind the girl's locker room, it was too late and Issei was left lying on the ground in a heap. Seeing him in the condition, Drake fell and sat down next to him, pulling out grass and raining it down on his face.
"So you guys got caught again huh?" Drake asked as he looked down to Issei, the boy shaking his head to get the grass off of his face as he sat up.
"Yeah, and I didn't even get a good look at the jiggly goodness." Issei said, looking down in disappointment.
"Pft, good luck with that with the guys always hogging the good stuff." Drake chuckled, grinning as he mocked Issei. "We've been here for over a year and yet you can't even manage to get a girlfriend. Shows a lot about with your dream of being Harem King, huh?"
"Don't you dare mock such a noble and esteemed goal!"
"Hey Ise, you still alive?" Matsuda called out as he and Motohama approached the two, seeing Drake next to him. "Oh Drake, you actually made it here on time today?"
"Yeah, Granny was upset and I had to get the hell out of dodge on that one." Drake explained, grinning as he rubbed the back of his head. "I knew you guys start your perv raids early, but I wasn't expecting it to happen right away like that."
"You gonna come on one again ever?" Motohama asked, shifting his glasses. "We could use the protection if we get caught."
"Last time that happened Asha kicked the crap out of me." Drake reminded the trio, recalling beating they all suffered.
All of them shivered at the memory, nervous even at the mention of the name. "I still I have trouble sitting down after what she did." Matsuda commented. "But that's why we're being extra certain to avoid the Martial Arts Club from now on when she's around! But we're not in a rush to go there again."
"As much fun as that would be, I'll probably pass on that." Drake turned the offer down, lying back on the grass. "Granny is mad I've missed the past couple days on breakfast duty, so I probably need to make up for that otherwise I'm sleeping outside for a week."
"She wouldn't actually do that to you, would she?"
"She's done it before, and the last time taught me my lesson." Drake then stood up, rubbing the back of his head as he grinned. "She let me in for food, but I had to sleep outside. She gave me a blanket at least so it wasn't horrible." His ears then twitched as he felt he was being watched, turning to the school building in time to see a flock of red hair vanish from the window.
"Something wrong Drake?" Issei asked, causing Drake to shake his head.
"Nah, I just had a weird feeling was all." He responded, looking over to him. "Anyways, I'm going to head off to class now. Try not to get in trouble in the ten minutes between now and homeroom!" Drake then took off, running for the main entrance.
Once he was in, Drake slowed his pace down to a walk. As he did, he could hear the subtle conversations of the people around him. It wasn't anything new to him, most people gossiped about his mix hair and how it reflects on him. For as long as he could remember, most people saw it as a sign of him being in the middle stage of delinquency, deciding of whether or not to take that final step. Of course that was far from the case, as Porlyusica would bury him alive if he was even remotely a delinquent; but of course no one would possibly know that since most avoid him.
"Well, well, someone's getting the same stares as usual." Drake stopped and turned to see the source of the voice; staring at his senior student Dante Entria. Dante was a third year student, one year above Drake and stood somewhere around six feet even. He had nearly golden blond hair and surprisingly golden eyes; nearly making him the ideal foreign look. He was wearing the full uniform, his blazer buttoned up almost the whole way, leaving the top two open to reveal his dress shirt and a yellow undershirt.
"Hey Dante, how have you been? Keeping out of trouble better than Ise?" Drake asked, smiling at his senior.
"Not really, just got out of the Student Council's office for playing a prank on the ORC." He admitted, smirking as he shrugged his shoulders.
The two had known each other for roughly two years now, since Kuoh allowed boys into the school roster. And in that time they formed a close bond to reach the casual level they have. Drake knew less on Dante than most people would suspect, however he never even questioned the legitimacy of their friendship despite that.
"Seriously, you chose to prank the Occult research Club before the day even started?" Drake sighed as stared at his senior. "The most popular club in the whole school and that's who you pick. One of these day's I swear your going to piss off the wrong person and end up dead."
"Like that will ever stop me. If I end up pissing off someone high on the food chain, I'll go all dragon on them and beat them to a pulp!" Dante chuckled, striking a pose as he did to solidify the point.
"Are you ever going to actually show me what you mean by that? You always talk about it but never once have you revealed it." Drake questioned.
"Sorry bud, but a secret's got to stay the way it is. You are not yet ready to come to face with the awesomeness of a dragon."
"Aw come on, that isn't fair Dante!" Drake pouted, looking away as he did. "Give me one reason, one good reason why I can't be allowed to see it."
"One good reason? Okay then, how about the fact that it's your dream to kill a dragon?" Dante asked, smirking as he did. "Or how you'd never shut up if you actually saw one? I could add more on if you'd like."
"But that's the best kind of dream! Who wouldn't want to be a fully realized Dragon Slayer? Being able to reach a feat that no one says is even possible!"
"What would you even do to fight one? I mean, do you even know the first thing about actually fighting a dragon, much less on killing one?"
"H-Hey… I know a few tricks on them." Drake stuttered, poking his fingers together as he looked away. "And Granny's given me a few lessons on hand-to-hand, so I wouldn't be helpless."
"Oh my god!" Dante began to laugh. "You think a couple punches and kicks can kill a dragon!?" He then reached out and ruffled Drake's hair, grinning widely as he did. "I can tell you one thing my kouhai: it takes more than that to kill a dragon. And even if you know their weaknesses, what's the point of that if you can't exploit them?"
"I'll have my ways!" Drake argued as he backed up to get away from Dante's hand. "I might not be able to kill one now, but just you wait! You'll see one day that I'll get stronger and be capable of killing dragons! I'll become the greatest Dragon Slayer to ever live!"
Laughter than began to erupt through the hall, making Drake realize that he had just announced that louder than he was expecting. He then looked down as his face became red with embarrassment. He wasn't ashamed in his dream, but the fact that everyone was laughing at him struck a blow at his pride.
'Why does everyone have to laugh? It isn't some joke that they can just make fun of!'
"I like it!" Dante spoke with enthusiasm, his response surprising everyone and stopping their laughing. He then placed a hand on Drake's shoulder supportively and raised a fist up, grinning with excitement. "There's no better a dream than those people would deem you crazy for! That will make it all the more rewarding when you accomplish it!"
The support got a bright smile from Drake, who nodded his head and raised both his fists up. "Hell yeah!"
Dante then surprised Drake as he released his shoulder and flicked his head. "It makes me proud to see the amount of spirit you have in you. Having that much will make you a very special person in the future. I have no doubt that one day you'll be able to accomplish your dream. Just keep your chin up and keep marching forward like no one has control over you."
"You got it Dante!"
He then gave a single chuckle before turning away and walking off. "You may want to start moving now though. Class is about to start soon."
Drake's eyes then widened as he looked around and realized that most of the other students were gone. And looking at the clock saw that he had less than a minute to make it to his class on time. "Oh crap!" He shouted before running for his homeroom, moving with purpose as he had a lot of ground to cover and head up the stairs.
He would have little time before he finally reached his classroom, opening it up rapidly in time as the bell rung. "I'm here!" He announced, panting lightly as he looked around to see the rest of the class in and seated.
A majority of the class was looking at him and stifling their laughter as they saw him. Drake's shoulders would slump down as he closed the door and walked in, knowing that most were laughing because they heard his dream. He then moved to his seat and sat down without so much as a word, his embarrassment of being laughed at returning as he looked down to his desk.
His wallowing was then interrupted as his shoulder was nudged, getting him to turn to the student next to him. "Yuuto?" Kiba Yuuto was one of Drake's classmates, and one that he rarely, if ever, spoke to before. He was extremely popular in the school, having been given the prestigious title the Prince of Kuoh by the female student body. He had bright blond hair and blue eyes, and always seemed to be smiling. Along with his rumored kind nature, it wasn't a surprise that he was as popular as he was.
"What's up Yuuto?" Drake asked, staring at him in confusion.
"I just wanted to tell you that I heard your dream Drake." He informed, getting Drake to look back down.
"Oh… so are you going to ridicule me on how impossible it is? Or that it's a complete waste of time and that I should focus on the real world instead?"
"Actually, I wanted to say that it's a very special dream." Yuuto said, surprising Drake. "And if it means so much to you, never give up on it. It would be wrong to give up on a dream as special as that one."
"You… you're serious Yuuto? You're not pulling my leg here are you?"
"Not at all." He stated, shaking his head. "Dreams are a good way of judging character, and I can tell yours means that you're determined." He then turned to the front of the room as the lesson started. "And please, call me Kiba. It's what my friends call me."
Drake continued to stare at Kiba in shock, honestly surprised at the words given by him. Eventually though he managed to smile as he turned to the front, unable to keep a grin from forming. "Thanks Kiba, that means a lot."
"Ooooooww…" Drake groaned in pain as he finished cleaning off the dishes, a large bump on his head from getting hit in the head by Porlyusica. "Granny, you didn't have to hit me that hard… and on the head no less."
"It's the only way that gets you to listen brat." She responded, watching him carefully as he placed the dishes away. "Not only do you skip breakfast, you leave when I was in the middle of talking to you. You're lucky I didn't do worse to you."
"I know…" he whined, hanging his head down as he rubbed his bump. "Still, I think using your ladle was overkill."
"It wouldn't be much different than the broom."
"Your ladle's made of metal! The broom's just wood it would break on my head before reaching that level of pain!"
"Don't you yell at me brat!" Porlyusica shouted back as she pulled on his cheeks. "You have no right to criticize my methods if you're the one who keeps making me have to push further! If you just listened and behaved then I wouldn't have to discipline you so much!"
"You hit in the head! That's hardly an equal punishment!"
"Like it would even dent your thick skull brat! Twelve years of dealing with you and nothing can get through to you!"
"I am nothing if not stubborn!"
"That isn't a good thing brat!"
After the routine ten minutes of arguing, Porlyusica eventually released Drake and he went up to change, putting on a pair of sweatpants and a thin sleeveless vest that he kept open to go on top of his short sleeve blue shirt. With his arms exposed, he was revealed to have a decent build, not muscled but above average. Although his right arm was wrapped from his wrist to his elbow in bandages, known only to the two of them.
"I'm heading out to get the groceries Granny, I should be back in an hour if I take my usual route." Drake called out, heading for the door.
"It's late, so avoid going down any alleys. And remember to avoid the usual suspects when in town if you see them." Porlyusica reminded, sitting on one of the couches and reading a book.
"Right, I read you loud and clear Granny." He waved as he headed out, closing the door and locking it with his key. It was an uneventful walk to the store, the boy humming to keep him entertained as he read the list Porlyusica wrote for him.
"Thank you for walking me Yuuto, I just got so distracted that I lost track of the time." Drake heard a girl say from the aisle, his ears twitching as he heard the response.
"Of course, it's the least I could do for you." He heard Kiba say, his eyes going down as he did.
'Oh… Kiba's one of them too.' He thought somberly as he continued with his shopping, being sure to avoid Kiba and the girl as much as possible as he did. By some miracle he managed to dodge them, finding everything he needed and starting his trek back to the orphanage.
'Of course he's one of them, he's part of the ORC after all.' Drake cursed mentally as he kicked himself. 'Stupid, you knew about that for the past year now! How could you forget what Granny said about them!'
He then sighed as he looked up, seeing the full moon glow bright as it acted as his company. "Guess that ruins the whole "friends" thing I just got with him. Just when I thought someone else was going to be added in that curve ball comes in."
Drake's phone then began to ring in his pocket, leaving Drake to put the groceries in his left hand down and dig it out. Flipping it open, he saw that it was Issei calling him, and answered it as he remained at the top of a small hill with railings next to him.
"Yo, what's up Ise?"
"Hey man, sorry if I caught you at a bad hour. I just couldn't decide whether to surprise you tomorrow or just tell you because of how excited I am!" Issei responded, sounding more and more excited as he did.
"Oh, did something happen earlier?" Drake asked, sounding entertained by Issei's excitement. It served as a good distraction from the whole Kiba situation; he was also glad to hear his friend so happy.
"Only the best thing that could've happened! Drake, a girl asked to be my girlfriend!" That news caused Drake to spit out in shock, actually choking on the air he was breathing from the suddenness.
"Holy shit dude, you're not jacking with me here are you!?"
"Nope, this guy's officially off the single list and working his way down to bone town!"
"There's a few stops before you get there buddy."
"Yeah, I know and I'm going to be working hard for it, but hot damn dude I actually got a girlfriend!" Issei cheered, causing Drake to chuckle. "I haven't been so pumped before in my life, I feel like I could die at any minute!"
"I'd bet, another step closer to your "dream" then. Just don't mess it up." Drake said as he looked down the hill, seeing the empty roadway across the gap. "So got any plans with her? A big date to kick off the relationship?"
"About that… there's another reason I called you." Issei spoke, sounding a little less enthusiastic as he did.
"Shoot." Drake said, blinking in confusion as he saw someone walking down the street he was looking at. He couldn't make out who, but he could tell that they were wearing a Kuoh uniform, and that they smelled familiar from this distance.
"I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO!" Issei's shouting caused Drake to recoil from his phone, his ear ringing for a second from the sheer volume.
"Damn man, watch the tone!" Drake winced as he put the phone back to his ear. "You know my ears are sensitive, shouting your lungs out is just going to make me go deaf this close."
"S-Sorry…" Issei stuttered. "So anyways… I was wondering if you'd be able to sort of… you know… help me out in coming up with a plan? For the date I mean?"
Drake shrugged in response, smiling as he did. "I mean, I don't have a problem with it. And if it means keeping you from utterly scaring this girl away, I'm willing to lend a hand in it." Drake's eyes then narrowed as he saw a second figure move through the street as the first person vanished from sight. This figure's shape was much different, appearing almost as if it was slithering across the way.
"Thank man! You're a life savior!" Issei thanked over the phone. "So if it's okay, could I come over tomorrow to introduce you two? We don't have class and you might be able to get a better read on her than me since you grew up around so many girls."
"It wasn't that many Ise, and I didn't even know two of them for a year." Drake then felt his instincts begin to kick in, the figure vanishing from his sight and getting him antsy. "Hey Ise, do you mind if we continue this tomorrow? I gotta get home before some of the groceries go bad."
"Oh, I caught you shopping, yeah it's no problem man." Issei responded, knowing that Drake preferred to shop early in the night rather than during the day. "I'll see you tomorrow. Man I can't wait to introduce you to Yuuma!"
"Sure, just don't disappoint me and reveal that's just what you named your left hand this time." The two then shared a chuckle and hung up, Drake flipping his phone and placing it in his pocket before jumping over the railing, dropping the rest of his groceries as he ran for where the figures went.
'I don't like this, my skin started to crawl after seeing the second figure go by.' He thought as he turned and followed the path. 'It can't be anything good if it's this late at night. That's when They like to show up.'
It took five minutes of running through the street and alley's, but he eventually saw one of the figures in a dark alley. Taking a single sniff of the air he could tell that it was the first one he saw, but a second made him aware of the other figure being above them.
"Look out!" He shouted as he ran forward, surprising the person in the alley as the turned to him as the figure above them jumped down. Planting his feet firmly on the ground, Drake prepared himself and lunged with as much power as he could, moving up to intercept the figure.
Kicking out, he managed to connect a blow against the figure, feeling as if he was hitting a wall but managing to knock it a few feet away and land on the ground. He landed on a foot and knee, wincing as he rubbed the numbness in his foot away.
'Crap… that thing's skin must be tougher than I thought.' He thought as he eventually stood back on both feet, turning back to see who he aided.
"Are you oka-ack!" His jaw then dropped in panic as he was standing in front of Akeno Himejima, a third year student in Kuoh.
Akeno was easily in the top three most popular students in the academy, given her kind demeanor and voluptuous body. She had bright violet eyes, long black hair tied back in a ponytail by an orange ribbon, and flawless pale skin. She stood at around 5'6, making her two inches taller than the boy in front of her. There was also one key feature about her, the very one that made his jaw drop from the realization.
She's the vice president of the Occult Research Club, and someone important enough that Porlyusica specifically told him to never interact with.
'Granny's going to kill me…'
"Etheron?" Akeno asked, confused and surprised at his appearance. Her demeanor then changed as she held a hand out, sparks of electricity dancing between her fingers. "Get down!"
"Eep!" Drake didn't even question her as he ducked down, giving her the clear to fire a bolt of lightning out of her hand and hit the figure that approached him while he was distracted. "Oh yeah, forgot about that thing." He thought with a sweatdrop, turning back to see what was before them.
It was a twisted shape of a beast, appearing to be a massive snake with a human woman's torso. She was decorated with white scales across her body; almost acting as cover for her if not for the fact her breasts were still visible. Her arms were also mutated, appearing as snake bodies with two razor fanged heads instead of hands.
"Etheron, you must leave now." Akeno ordered, lightning sparking between her hands as she readied another attack. "You must run and not turn back. It is the only way to guarantee your life's safety."
"Yeah, you're probably right on that." Drake commented as he stood back up, clenching his hands into fists as he stared at the monster in front of him. "But now that I know that a Stray Devil's here, I can't turn back and feel good about it. That's not the way I am."
'He knows about Devils?' Akeno thought, confused at the revelation before she saw Drake run right at the Stray, snapping her back to attention.
"Etheron, stop!"
"You're not the snack I was after, but if you come right to me you'll do!" The Stray Devil growled as it sent its two limbs at Drake, the boy managing to jump over the first one and narrowly avoid the second. As the limbs came back he felt the first one's teeth just graze him, cutting through his clothes at his knee.
As the second one was about to pass however, he grabbed ahold of it and wouldn't let go, getting pulled with it to right at the Stray. Using the momentum, he released it and reared his fist back, getting close to it as the Stray opened its mouth.
"Fool! You're just making it easier to-!"
"Fire Dragon…" The boy began to announce as his fist erupted in flames, shocking both the Stray Devil and Akeno.
"A mage!?"
"Iron Fist!" Seeing the Stray close its mouth as it realized his plan, Drake slammed his fist right into its face, knocking it back a bit from the impact. "Charge up that lightning!" He shouted as he jumped back, dodging the snake Stray's limbs as it attempted to bite him.
Flipping back and landing on his hands, Drake quickly pushed himself up to avoid the next bite. Flipping forward over his shoulder, he engulfed his right foot in flames and brought it down on the Stray's main head. "Fire Dragon Talon!" The attack caused the Stray to move down, but it fought against his force and flipped him over it, causing him to land on his back behind it.
"Ah crap…" He groaned from the impact, quickly rolling to the side to avoid the next attack and quickly get back up in time to duck under its twin jaws. The wall behind him cracked from the snake heads, causing him to chuckle nervously. "Hehe… m-missed me…"
"You're dead human!" The Stray laughed as it opened its jaw and clamped down on his left arm, digging its fangs into his arm for a second before it erupted in flames and forced it to release him.
"Fire Dragon Iron Fist!" Feeling the spike of pain, Drake fought against it and struck the Stray Devil's stomach, the sudden impact causing it to lose ground and flop between him and Akeno. "Akeno!"
"It's read." Akeno responded, smiling as the built up lightning in her palms sparked brighter and she licked her lips. "Time for your punishment."
"I won't let you-!" The Stray began to spoke, but was stopped as it felt an incoming heat from behind. Turning back to Drake, it saw his fist reared back as fire covered his entire arm.
"Fire Dragon Pillar!" Throwing his fist forward, a pillar of flames came out and shot at the Stray, striking its chest and stunning it.
"Resound, thunder!" Akeno proclaimed, firing a larger bolt of lightning that hit the Stray Devil in the back with a massive amount of force.
"G-GAH!" The Stray screeched in pain as it was sent flying over the alley way's wall, knocking it out of their line of sight.
When it was, Drake twitched in pain as he grabbed his bitten arm, two puncture wounds visible with blood slowly trailing down. "Ah man… that doesn't feel good."
"Etheron, are you okay?" Akeno asked as she went to him, grabbing his arm to inspect it.
"Um… y-yeah I think." He winced. "I think it had a bit of poison, my whole arm feels numb from the bite."
"Hmmm, you should be fine for the moment." Akeno spoke after checking his arm. "I'll take you to get treated, but before that…" She then surprised Drake and placed her finger on his forehead, a yellow light coming from it as she focused her magic. "I need you to go to sleep."
Drake remained staring at Akeno in confusion for a few seconds before his eyes went half lidded, him appearing almost insulted. "Senpai, that isn't going to work. I'm not exactly a novice to the aspects of the supernatural." The reveal surprised Akeno, although given the fact he was a magic user it shouldn't have come to a surprise that he was mostly immune to her memory erase magic.
She however relented and lowered her finger, moving to properly help Drake as he appeared to flinch in pain more. "Very well, I'll bring you to Buchou. We'll be able to cure you from the Stray Devil's venom. Think you can remain conscious until then."
"Sure thing senpai." Drake said as the two began to make their way to Kuoh Academy, a single thought returning to his head as he walked.
'Granny's going to rip me in two.'
"Damn… mage…" The Stray growled in pain as it reached a manhole cover, dropping into the sewers, scorch marks across its back from Akeno's lightning. "That damn mage… ruined everything. I'll get you… I'll rip your flesh apart for causing me to get injured so severely."
(A/N): Well, well, another DxD story, and this one much different than Inventor. Yeah I don't have an excuse on this one, it's a redux of my original DxD story, one that I've held close to despite having not written it in over a year. That's something I had been waiting to change, and amidst my writer's block for all my other stories this one comes to the rescue. Now I'm a little rusty on the Fairy Tail work in regards to magic, but I'm a quick learner and will get into the groove of it.
I hope this first chapter was entertaining, and I hope you all enjoyed it. Peace!
