Ruinous DxD
Chapter 1
A sharp cry echoes from a small house in the forest. Inside the door a young woman lays on a bed, sweat covering her body and a small form cuddled against her breasts. A man stands beside the woman looking at the young form. The couple look at each other lovingly and leaned in for a kiss. Just before their lips lock a deep rumble erupts from the surrounding area. The man jumps up and runs for a cabinet in the room. He pulls out a rifle and begins loading it. The rumble gets louder and louder. He dashes to the woman and child and pushes them against a corner. He crouches down in front of them and points the weapon towards the door. The woman cries and holds the howling baby against her chest. They wait there for a few agonizing seconds before a massive explosion blows everything apart. A board is pushed upwards as the man pulls himself out the explosion, miraculously still alive. He grabs his weapon and searches furiously for his wife. He pulls away a board only to find the mangled remains of his wife. The baby, left unscathed from the explosion, is clutched in her grasp. He roars in anger and points his weapon at a figure in the distance. A giant of a man appears. He is at least 8 feet tall, has flowing black hair, and has immense golden armor covering his entire body, save for his head. He carries an even larger sword covered in flames.
The smaller man roars and fire his gun, his bullets hopelessly bouncing off the larger man's huge armor. Despite the insurmountable odds the man keeps firing at the man. The man in golden armor takes his time towards the man. Once he gets close to the man he raises his sword. The smaller man, finally running out of ammo, charges at the larger man picking up a jagged board. He yells, "Death to the False Emperor!"
The Emperor simply reaches out and grabs the man by the neck and lifts him up to his eye level. "Purge the unclean, burn the heretic. I intend to follow the rules set down by the Emperor before me." He stabs the sword into the gut of the man. The sound of meat sizzling fills the air and the gasp of pain from the man. Blood gushes from the man's mouth before he slumps over, dead.
The Emperor drops the man on the ground and stares at him in pity. "A shame, you could've been so powerful my son." The pity changed to a scowl, "But you chose the path of Chaos, I could not allow that." He turns to the crying form of the baby and once again raises his sword. "You were born of heretics, so you would live as a heretic. I will show you the mercy of the blade." He swings down, but the blade bounces of and The Emperor cries out in pain. His hand starts sizzling and I begins to disintegrate. "No, the Chaos Gods could not have blessed you already! I will not be denied my triumph!" He grabs at the boy but is unable to get his hands on it. As his first hand began disintegrating, so did the second hand. He cries out in pain and slumps down staring at the slowly eroding slumps of his hands.
Four distinctly different voices cut through the night. The first voice had a very scratchy and almost bird-like quality to it. The second voice has very low, and sounded like it was beginning to rot away. The third voice sounded bloodthirsty and ruthless. The final, four voice had a mischievous and lecherous tone to it. Each voice spoke in sync, "You will not touch our champion God-Emperor imposter."
The Emperor's imposter snarls in rage. "I may not be the Emperor himself, but he has blessed me with his power. I cannot say the same for you Tzeench, Nurgle, Khorne, and Slannesh."
The voices paused for a moment, letting the man die before them. "I will return chaos filth, in a new host, with more power." The man finally died before his entire body was turned to ashes before being blown away in the wind.
The bird-like voice announced first. "He is right, we have no champion at the moment. We must work fast." The other three voices agreed, begrudgingly though.
"How do we give him our power without completely destroying his body? If we simply gave him all four of our powers without killing him. He is not one of our Space Marines." The lecherous voice announced.
The four voices bickered for a moment on what they should do. Everything from making him into a Space Marine, to simply making him a Daemon Prince of all four gods. They decided making him a Space Marine would take too much time, and they didn't want another Be'lakor incident happening again.
"I've got it. We do the same thing the Cursed Emperor did. We make a sacred gear out of ourselves to give him the power he needs without killing him. We ease him in his training until he can best even one of the Loyalists Primarchs easily." The Bird-like voice proposed.
"But that will trap us forever inside the gear, forcing us to jump from host to host once they die!" The bloodthirsty voice retorted.
"A necessary sacrifice, for the Corpse Emperor has done the same. Trapping himself in the body of a mortal to fight us where he could not on his Golden Throne." The rotted voice says.
"Fine, it is settled. We make a Scared, no Ruinous Gear to make the boy nigh invincible"
The four voices roar in pain, save for the lecherous voice as he howled in pleasure, as they poured their power into the boy's body. There was an even brighter and larger explosion than the one that shook blew the house apart. When the flash died down trees within a 50 feet radius of the boy were vaporized and the trees beyond were smoking, flattened out, or blow to pieces.
On the boy there were four very distinct marks were formed on the boy's body. The first mark was that of a blue flame with a circle beside it placed on his right chest. The mark of Tzeench. The second mark was a triangle of green circles with arrows pointing out of the gaps in the circles on the left side of his chest. The mark of Nurgle. The third mark was a group of red lines that started with a flat red line at the bottom and lines on either side that join together. Where they meet a second flat line starts and they jut out forming into flat lines again. The mark of Khorne, placed on his right shoulder. The final mark was a purple circle that has a line jutting out. On the end of that line is a crescent moon. In the middle on the line is a much larger crescent circle. The mark of Slannesh, placed on his left shoulder.
"It is done" The four voices announced.
The child's eyes flashed open and each eye was a swirl of four colors. Red, blue, green, and purple.
I snap awake in a cold sweat, breathing heavily. I take a few deep breaths to control my breathing and get out of bed to take a shower. That damn dream again. Why can't you all-powerful Gods make me not dream that anymore.
Because it makes you stronger my child. A screechy, bird-like voice remarked.
"Makes me stronger my ass. Makes me hate the man who did that, yes. Trust me Tzeench, you'll be proud of my plan." I responded.
Them we shall make him bleed, burn, and suffer! A bloodlust filled voice roared.
"Take your time Khorne, we'll make him suffer once we find him. We'll make him beg for death for what he did to me." I growled.
Yes, we shall make him howl alright. We'll take everything he treasures and make him feel your pain.
I frowned. "You and I have a very different view on punishing someone Slannesh, and it scares me sometimes."
Make his flesh rot, make him vomit his own blood. Make him beg for death to come for him, and then rip out his heart and crush it in front of his own face.
"That's one way to do it Nurgle." I said
I get in the shower and turn the heat all the way up, my skin is so resilient though I can barely feel the heat. I lean my head against the wall of the shower and sigh. Even though I was so young I could still distinctly remember the look of the man that killed my family, and took my life from me. My blood boiled, I wanted to kill the man, even though I knew he would just come back again. I wanted to destroy everything about the Emperor, to the point when he could never return.
After I took my shower I got clothed and got breakfast. After I was done eating I got my bag and stepped out the door to go to my new school, Kuoh Academy. I walked alone on my way there passing by students from the school. I mostly saw girls, in some very skimpy uniforms mind you, but I did see some boys. But that's to be expected considering the school went from all girls to co-ed recently. Once I entered the gates I stopped because I could sense several inhuman presences on campus. I frowned after a moment. "Several devils. And a half devil, half fallen angel. What are they doing here?"
I arrived at my first class of the day and waited outside the door for the teacher to ask me to enter. Once she did I stepped in and wrote my name on the board. I turned around and my heart instantly dropped. The entire class was female, and two of them were devils. I nodded and said, "My name is Kazuma Isoya, take care of me."
Several of the girls screamed in excitement at the sight of me and it took several moments for the teacher to calm them down. I sighed as I heard Slannesh snicker, this was going to be a long year. I took my seat at the back of the classroom and looked at the first devil in the room. She had long, bright red hair running all the way down to her waist and had a buxom chest. She was very beautiful. The second devil and longer black hair tied in a ponytail with a yellow ribbon at the top. It ran down all the way down to her ankles in a wavy pattern. She also had a very buxom chest, although slightly bigger than the first. Both very visibly shaking in fear, no doubt from me. They were devils so they could obviously sense my power, but there was no way they could sense it all.
My attention was diverted away from the two when the teacher asked me a question, and I stood up to answer it. The rest of the day went by slowly, I never was very much interested in school; I already knew it all due to Tzeench's extensive knowledge on all things as he was the master planner. As the bell rang I stood up to leave the room before I was surrounded by various girls from the class all asking me questions ranging from "Where are you from?" to "Are you single?" After answering a few questions I pushed through the crowd leaving many of the girls with downtrodden faces.
Once I got through the mob I began walking out the school gate I could feel someone's eyes following me. I turned around and spotted my observer. The red haired girl from my class, up in one of the windows of the old school building. After a moment of looking at each other I nodded to her and turned around to walk home.
"What are you Kazuma Isoya?" Rias said as she left the window of the Occult Research Clubroom. Akeno walked over and placed a platter of hot tea on the table in front of Rias before sitting on the opposite couch of Rias. The two both took a cup of tea and drank a sip.
"What is he Buchou, he is obviously human but he possesses as much power as a Mau class Devil. He must have some sort of Sacred Gear, there's no way he could be simply that strong." Akeno said. "And did you see his eyes, they were almost like a swirl of blue, green, pink, and red. They were beautiful in an almost dangerous sort of way.
"I don't know Akeno, but we need to confront him, find out if he is dangerous or not. We can't let him run amuck in MY territory." Rias said.
"Very well, Buchou." Akeno said. She stood up and took the tray of tea and began to take it away. Once she came back she flashed a smile at Rias and said, "You've got to admit it though. He's kind of cute." She left with a slight blush on her face and a massive blush on Rias's face.
On my way home I stopped at the store to grab a few things the make for dinner tonight. As I walked out the door I stopped as I felt a presence behind me. I turned around to find a Fallen Angel in the sky. I dropped the bag of groceries and grinned at the Fallen One.
"I was wondering when you would confront me, frankly you're a little late."
The Fallen One had a furious look on her face. He black, feathered wings extended from her back as feathers rained down. Her outfit was ridiculous, it barely covered her private parts and had spiked shoulder pads. "Show your true form, I now you're not human." She snarled.
I huffed. "Fine then, your funeral." I closed my eyes and breathed in heavily and then in a flash I was a whole foot taller, covered in massive coal black armor with gold trim. There was a jagged spike jutting out from the forehead of my helmet. There were tattered, black, demonic wings on my back. On the first of my gigantic shoulder pads there was a red eye surrounded by a gold eight pointed star. On the second of my huge shoulder pads was each symbol of the four chaos gods etched in their respective colors. In my right hand I held a gigantic sword with diamond tipped chains on the edge. I pressed a button on the hilt and the blade whirred to life with and furious screech. The blade screamed for blood. In my right hand I held a bolt pistol. Pistol was the wrong word for it as it shot huge bullets that exploded on impact. The pistol was decorated with various signs of chaos, and a giant knife jutted out from under the barrel, acting as a bayonet.
The Fallen Angled seemed taken aback by my transformation. "Balance Breaker, how?"
I laughed, "No this isn't my Balance Breaker, which would be much, much worse."
She gained a horrified look on her face, "What Sacred Gear is this?"
This time I laughed even harder. "Sacred Gear, no. This is something far worse, more gruesome, and horrifying than any of this worlds pathetic Sacred Gears. I possess the power of the four Chaos Gods. I am unmatched in this world!' I raised my bolt pistol and fired it at her, the bullet penetrating one of her wings and exploding on impact, ripping her wing apart. She howled in pain and fell from the sky, slamming into the ground. I walked up to her and picked her up by the throat and lifted her to eyes level. Her eyes were tearing up in pain from the wound and she was trembling in fear. I stared into her eyes with the red lenses of my helmet and growled to her, "I don't ever want to see you here again, understood." She nodded her head rapidly and I pulled her in closer and snarled, "Let this be a reminder of your stupidity." I pushed her up against the wall and turned on the Chainsword. She face gained an even more terrified look. I slowly lowered it onto what was left of her injured wing and began to slice through. She screamed in pain as the blade slowly cut through her flesh and bone before finally sawing through the wing. What was left of the wing fell to the ground and disintegrated, leaving her with a blood soaked and jagged stump. She slumped to the ground, passed out. After a moment her body slowly disappeared, no doubt her master calling her back for medical attention.
Why did you let her go? You know she'll be back for the priest girl. Tzeench said.
"I know, it's all part of my plan." I grinned. I let my armor and weapons dissipate before picking up my bag and walking home from the bloody scene.
Koneko stood back up after throwing up from what she had just seen. What this boy, no this monster had just done was unthinkable. He mutilated the Fallen Angel and left her for dead and then walked away like it was nothing, what was he capable of? She stood up and ran off as fast as she could, hoping to be faster than the monster, even though she knew she never could. But she had to get to Rias, had to inform her than Kazuma Isoya was in fact not human. And much worse than anything else on this Earth.