Outsider Chronicles: Slash Dog
Getting reborn as the son of a notorious supervillain in an equally notarius world should have been the start of a fight to remain on the side of light. Fortunately for me, this version of the world is a lot more Shonen than I was expecting.
Welp, it was really only a matter of time before I pulled out something like this. This is actually one of two ideas I came up with based around Longinus in Worm. This one is an actual crossover, although Worm is the primary world and you can basically assume that most of the events of DXD won't be happening. Anyway, ONWARDS!
Chapter 1
I think I pissed someone off in my last life. No, scratch that, I know I pissed someone off in my last life. What do I mean by that? Well, let me tell you my story. It started on the day I died. Yes, its another of those stories, but keep listening. Its a good one. Anyway, as I was saying, I died and was reborn. The problem is that the world I was born into was one destined to be killed at the hands of its 'greatest hero' (or so I thought. More on that later though), a world infested by monsters of both the literal and metaphorical sense, where killers roamed the streets and people got superpowers from the worst day of their lives. Yep, I was born into the world of Worm. To make matters worse, both my Parents were in deep with the Empire Eighty Eight and I mean REALLY deep. My Dads fucking HOOKWOLF!
Well, I say hes my Dad, but hes more of a sperm donor. I'm pretty sure that the only reason he was ever around was that he was hoping I'd Trigger. As it turned out, he was wasting his time because I technically already had, but thats for later.
So yeah, as you can imagine, growing up was pretty rough. Between being home-schooled along with a number of other kids of E88 members (cus I guess they didn't want to risk the kids being 'corrupted' before they could indoctrinate them), Parents who I wouldn't piss on if they were on fire and a distinct lack of anyone who wasn't either a Nazi or fast approaching being one around, I only had one companion growing up, my little black corgi I named Zwei just to be clever. He was certainly smart enough and adorable enough to live up to the name at least.
I'm not entirely sure where the little dog had come from, although I have a feeling it was from my Grandma, who neither of my parents liked due to her considering the Empire to be a bunch of complete moron and once outright laughed in my Fathers face when he tried to intimidate her. She then proceeded to take him apart with her walking stick and leave him tied up for the PRT to collect. Hes still got a limp from that. Unfortunately, I didn't see her as much as I'd like due to the aforementioned dislike and asskicking, but I'm almost certain she was the one who gave me Zwei with the promise that he'd protect me. Still not entirely sure how a dog that doesn't even reach my knee is going to protect me, but whatever.
Other than that, she had a tendency of sending me books on mythology, mostly Norse, and runes, again, mostly from the Nordic styles, along with what can only be described as homework assignments. It was a little odd to say the least, but considering I didn't have much else to do, I did all the exercises she sent me. They were surprisingly fun to do.
Anyway, time did as it was want to do and kept marching on, regardless of what anyone wanted. I spent as much time as possible away from home and well away from anything my 'parents' (and I was still loath to call them that) thought was good, usually with only Zwei for company.
It was during one of these excursions that I met someone...interesting.
I was hanging out in one of the many small, rather anemic parks that were scattered around the city in a vane effort to bring a bit of colour and life to the city, keeping one eye on a group of strung out looking teens as I lounged on the grass under a tree with Zwei curled up at my side when a shadow fell over me. A little startled that someone had managed to sneak up on me, I looked up and was immediately struck with a sense of incredulity.
The person in question was a girl who looked about my age, maybe a tad older, with rough cut, reddish brown hair, hazel eyes and a build that indicated that she was extremely fit. She was wearing a bulky jacket with a fur collar and jeans held up by a belt with a dogs head buckle. I recognized her immediately as Bitch, but there was something...off about her looks. It took me a moment to figure it out because it was so unexpected.
In most depictions of Rachal Lindt, she was, perhaps not ugly, but definitely unattractive. However, this Rachal was. Attractive I mean. She wasn't conveniently beautiful like Glory Girl, but she was cute, in the same way a big, friendly dog was. I'm not doing a good job of explaining this, but its the best I can do. Basically, she'd likely get a lot of second looks from the guys if she wasn't scowling all the time. And a scary Cape. That tended to be a bit of a turn off.
I wasn't really worried about her though since, despite her reputation, she wasn't actually prone to random acts of violence, unless mistreatment of dogs was involved. The fact that Zwei was obviously well cared for would likely help endear me to her as well.
She ignored me as she crouched down in front of Zwei as the little dog sleeperly lifted his head. For a moment, the two just stared at each other as Rachels dogs milled around behind her, before the Cape reached out and scratched my dog behind the ears. He leaned into the petting, his tongue lolling out in pleasure. Without stopping the movements of her fingers, Rachel shifted her gaze to me. I met her gaze, not backing down, but also not pushing. I wasn't interested in being dominated or dominating this interaction, just happy being equals. After a moment, Rachel blinked and nodded.
"I like you," she said, "Keep him safe."
Then, she gave Zwei one last scratch and walked away. I watched her go, then looked at my dog, who met my gaze.
"Well, that was odd," I said.
That wasn't the last time I saw Rachel around. There were a few more times that she approached me while out and about. We never said more than a few words to each other, but despite that we somehow managed to create a connection. I have no idea why or how, but without words or even any overt body language, I quickly realized that Rachel liked being around someone who didn't give a rats ass about her reputation or powers. She obviously knew I knew who she was, but I never made a fuss or even made mention of it. It was...strange, but I liked it. She was certainly better company than the brats I was forced to spend time with by my Mother.
Of course, Rachel wasn't the only teenaged Villain I met. For reasons I'm not entirely sure of, shortly after I encountered the future Undersider, Hookwolf showed up along with Othela and Victor and introduced me to Cassandra Herren, AKA, Rune. I'm not entirely sure why, other than a vague idea that they might be hoping for me to Trigger at some point and possibly hook up with Rune, but the odd thing was, I actually kinda liked her. When she wasn't flinging around recycled racist slurs or in a mood, she was genuinely rather fun to be around. If she hadn't grown up around White Supremacists her whole life, she'd probably be a genuinely good person.
Oh well, it's not too late. It's not like she'd done anything truly unforgivable yet, so I decided I might as well see if I can show her that the Empires beliefs were bullshit at best. It would certainly be...interesting.
Of course, around here it was pretty much inevitable that I'd get caught up in SOMETHING Cape related and, wouldn't you know it, in my case it was one of the Empires little 'events' or rather, one of my 'Fathers' dogfighting rings. They tended to be done in abandoned lots in the Docks so the cops or PRT wouldn't crash the party. I was in the area because I was exploring some abandoned warehouses with Zwei and heard the barking and screaming.
I gritted my teeth as I watched a still and bleeding dog getting dragged out of the ring as the rounds victor was led away by a very pleased looking skinhead, panting with bloody foam leaking between its teeth and the many, many wounds that covered its body. This was...wrong, so utterly wrong. I haven't really been a dog person in my last life, but growing up with Zwei had given me a new appreciation for Mans Best Friend. I wanted to do something to help, but...I couldn't. I was just a powerless 15 year old Human with a well trained corgi. I could probably match most of the thugs out there in a fight, but not all at once. Plus, they had vicious fighting dogs and Hookwolf and the Twins were present. Yeah, nothing I could do. I sighed and slowly relaxed my fists, leaving red crescent shapes where my nails had dug into my palms.
"Come on Zwei, lets go," I muttered to the little Corgi.
Zwei stopped growling and looked up at me, tilting his head slightly. I could see the confusion in his eyes. He wanted to help as well, as impossible as it might seem, but he wouldn't stand a chance. I sighed again and knelt down, pulling the little dog into my arms.
"Sorry buddy, but we'd just end up getting squashed," I muttered into his fur, "And I know what Hookwolfs like. He'd probably force you to fight and I don't want to see you get hurt."
Zwei whined and licked my cheek. I smiled weakly and turned to leave. However, before I'd gone more than a few steps, there was a loud crash, followed by a lot of cursing. I spun around, just in time to see what looked like the unholy mixing of lizard, rhinoceros and tank come barreling into the band of bigots with all the subtlety of a brick to the face. I'd ask what the actual fuck Rachel was thinking attacking a gathering with three enemy Capes present, but she probably wasn't.
Still, I have to admit, those massive mutts made short work of the morons who tried to stop her. Had it not been for the presence of Hookwolf and the Twins, she probably would have won without issues. Alas it was not to be and the Twins rapidly grew in size and promptly flattened two Bitches dogs with their spear and shield as Hookwolf revved up and charged, knocking the third dog out of the way and taking its legs off with a swipe of a blade. Bitch reacted rather predictably to her dogs being taken out and let out a roar of rage, before charging the living wood chipper. It...didn't go well. Fortunately, Hookwolf shifted back before she could be shredded, but grabbed her uncoordinated swing easily and swept her feet out from under her. She hit the ground hard and was quickly pinned under a mix of Hookwolfs weight and his blades.
"So, your the bitch whos been targeting my men," growled Hookwolf, "Tch, pathetic. Looks like I need to drill them more if they're losing to a weakling like you. Oh well, at least you won't be a problem any more."
He raised his other hand, which transformed into a mass of spinning blades. My eyes widened. He was going to kill her! Before I could even think about it, my feet were moving with Zwei at my heels. Unfortunately, I was way to far away to reach them before Hookwolf shredded Rachel into bloody chunks.
"NO!" I shouted, throwing out my hand as Hookwolfs arm started descending.
I felt something inside me respond to my desperation and a connection snap into place, not to an omnicidal space whale, but to the little dog beside me. In response, Zwei's eyes flared red and he shot forwards like a missle, leaving a black and red trail behind as a curved, black blade with red runes running up the spine shot out of his forehead. He slammed into Hookwolf and seemed to explode, black fog and glowing blades erupting from the point of impact, along with a loud yell of pain and rage and a loud bark that was much, much deeper and louder than the little Corgi should have been able to produce.
I ignored it for the moment however in favour of kneeling down beside Rachel and offering her my hand.
"Are you alright?" I asked.
Rachel glanced at me, then at the offered hand before, to my suprise, took it and let me pull her to her feet. I honestly hadn't expected her to accept the offered help.
"I'll be fine," she grunted.
I nodded and turned back to the cloud of darkness, just in time to see it implode, sending Hookwolf and the Twins flying, all covered in cuts and gashes and, in the case of the Twins, with their armour in tatters to the point that they were basically naked other than their masks. O...K, not sure why that happened, but considering how revealing their costumes were, its not that surprising.
However, it wasn't the downed Villains that had my attention, instead it was the massive hound that was padding towards me. It was huge, nearly as tall as me at the shoulder, with thick, black fur that turned gray at the feet, tail tip and tips of the thick ruff around its neck. Its eyes were blood red and glowing faintly, with a third slit in the middle of its forehead where the blade had appeared. Its fur moved slightly in an unfelt wind and the shadows below its paws rippled as if it was walking on water. I could feel him, the presence of the dog and its powers in the back of my mind and, despite the apparent impossibility, I knew its true name.
"Canis Lykaon," I muttered as I placed my hand on the Sacred Gears forehead, "Well, now I know where you came from. Now I just have to figure out how I have you."
Zwei closed his eyes happily at my touch, his tongue lolling out as I rubbed his ears. Unfortunately, an angry growl drew my attention away to my partner and the my Father, who was now on his feet and glaring at me as blades began to erupt from his body.
"You...damn...brat!" he snarled, "What do you think your doing?!"
I scowled as Zwei turned to glare at Hookwolf, growling lowly as blades began to emerge from under his fur.
"What I'm doing Father, is stopping you from hurting my friend," I said, "And forging my own path while I'm at it."
I grinned.
"Lets see what the Inugami of the Black Blade can do against the Empires Mutt!" I said, "Get him Zwei!"
The Sacred Gear let out a howl and sprouted a massive number of God-slaying blades, before launching himself at Hookwolf. The Empire Cape barely had time to sprout his own blades before the Inugami was on him. It quickly became obvious who was more lethal though. Zwei was a weapon designed by the God of the Bible and had evolved to the point where it was able to kill Gods. Hookwolf was an idiot armed with blades made from Mortal steel. Zweis black blades made short work of Hookwolfs and drove him back, helped along by Zweis sharp teeth and claws.
At the same time, I trapped the still down Twins in a cage composed of black blades. It probably wouldn't keep them back if they started expanding, but considering their current state of dress, or lack there of, they didn't seem to interested in doing more than cover themselves and glare. Apparently, in addition to being able to direct Zwei with mental nudges and commands, I could also generate blades of darkness without directing the actual Avatar of my Sacred Gear to do it. I wonder if that was something all users could do or if I was just different? Eh, something to consider later I guess.
Suddenly, a flare from Zwei made me spin around, just in time to see a massive chunk of road slam into his side, knocking him away from Hookwolf, who immediately took advantage of the distraction to leap away and charge at me. I'm not sure if he intended to kill me or just take me down, but I wouldn't put it past him to do the former. He didn't give a shit about me, son or not, other than as a possible addition to the Empires roster which I'd just made obvious wouldn't be happening. Zwei scrambled back to his feet, but more rocks from Rune, who had apparently just arrived and was doing an excellent job of distracting my Sacred Gear, forced him to draw up short. I scowled and reached out with my power, summoning blades from the shadows in an attempt to trip Hookwolf. Unfortunately, he was obviously much more experienced than me and dodged the attacks with relative ease. I growled under my breath and summoned a pair of blades from the shadows of my sleeves as Rachel whistled for her own dogs.
However, before either of us could even think of countering Hookwolfs charge, a bolt of blue energy slammed into him and trapped him with magic circles around his chest, arms and legs while forcing him back into Human form.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" he snarled, struggling to get free.
I stared for a moment at the obvious use of magic, before the sound of a cane tapping on the ground made me turn. Walking towards the battlefield was an elderly looking woman with silver hair, blue eyes and wearing a deep blue robe. Despite the fact she was walking with a cane, her posture was rock solid and her face and eyes were utterly fearless, despite the fact there were five notorious Capes present. However, it was the sight of the woman just behind my Grandmother that really caught me off guard.
She was a beautiful woman with eye and hair, which nearly reached the ground, that were the same colour as Grandma, despite looking to be in her late teens. She was wearing armour that looked very similar to the Twins, consisting of a white breastplate with gold and pale blue accents, matching, fingerless gauntlets, boots, hip guards, and wing-shaped hair clips, with a black leotard underneath her breastplate, black thigh-high stockings, and a pale blue cloth wrapped underneath her hip guards.
Well...that was a tad unexpected. Why would Rossweisse be with Grandma, unless...oh. That...actually explains a fair amount about why she sent me so much information about Norse Magic.
"You need to work on your spatial awareness," said Grandma as she stopped beside me, "Canis Lykaon might be powerful, but even a Longinus User can be taken out by a lucky shot."
"Got it," I said, my voice a little weak, "Um…"
"Oh, this is Rossweisse, my other Grandchild," said Grandma, not taking her glare of Hookwolf, who was glaring right back and not pissing himself like he should be, "She doesn't have a boyfriend, but at least she has better taste than Lillian."
Rossweisse deflated, tears running down her face.
"Grannyyyy!" she whined.
"Oh, do be quiet Rose," said Gondul, "If you need something to do, restrain the wannabe Valkyrie over there."
She pointed at the Twins, who looked more than a little stunned, although whether that was due to the speed that Gondul had taken out Hookwolf or the fact they were in the presence of genuine Valkyrie is up for debate. Probably the former. As Rossweisse slunk away to do as she was told, Grandma turned to Rachel. The girl met Grandmas gaze as her dogs started to grow again.
"Don't bother with your dogs Miss Lindt," said Grandma, "I have no intention of fighting you."
She glanced around.
"However, I do suggest you leave. I have no doubt that some adventurous soul is recording and has likely called the PRT. I do not wish to have one of my Grandsons friends get arrested."
Rachel looked a little surprised and glanced at me.
"Thats probably a good idea," I said, "Get going."
She started at me for a moment longer, before nodding.
"Keep safe," she said and jogged away with her dogs on her heels.
As she vanished, Grandma turned to Hookwolf, who was still trying to get free.
"Now you Bradly, I have to say I am very disappointed," said Grandma I knew you were scum, but to try and kill your own son is simply inexcusable."
Hookwolfs face went purple, clearly visible, even under his mask.
"FUCK YOU BITCH!" he snarled, "That traitor is no son of mine!"
I would have been more hurt by that, but considering I barely considered my Parents to be worth the title, it didn't mean much.
"I see," said Gondul, her face darkening, "In that case…"
She paused and pointed her cane at a chunk of building Rune had just flung our way, blasting it to bits and catching the girl in another bind. She let out a yelp as she suddenly lost her connection to the car roof she was riding on and crashed to the ground.
"...you won't mind if I take him in," she continued as if nothing had happened, "Now that his powers are active, he'll need someone to help him control them."
"Not a chance!" snarled Hookwolf as he kept struggling to get lose, "He belongs to the Empire!"
"Um, not to butt in, but why in the world would I ever work for that lunatic Kaiser?" I asked, "I consider the lot of you to be either idiots or hypocrites and its not like you can target my family. Grandmas already kicked your ass and I hold Mother in about as much regard as I do you."
"Anyone can be convinced, given the right...method," sneered Hookwolf, "You wouldn't want anything to happen to that mutt of yours, would you?"
I blinked and glanced at Zwei as he padded up beside me and nuzzled into my side.
"You mean the dog thats the source of my power?" I asked, "And would have cut you to shreds if Rune hasn't arrived when she did?"
Hookwolfs face went a rather odd colour as he realized that that really wouldn't work well for him.
"Regardless, I will be taking Sam with me," said Grandma, "Unless he would rather…"
"Oh HELL no, I'm going with you!" I said quickly.
Grandma smiled.
"Good boy," she said, "Now, what to do with you…"
She tilted her head, then turned to the edge of the lot.
"I assume that you will take them?"
I frowned and was about to ask who she was talking to when someone responded.
"Yes, we will."
I frowned as Miss Militia and Armsmaster stepped out of the darkness. How long had they been there?
"They just arrived," said Rossweisse as she rejoined us from tying up the Twins.
Oh good, they had not just sat by and watched.
"Good, thats one less thing I need to worry about," said Grandma, "I would suggest that you improve your response time however. Or work on actually keeping the people you capture."
She fixed the two Capes with a rather intense glare that made Miss Militia shift and Armsmaster scowl. I noticed that they were eyeing Grandma and Rossweisse with no small amount of trepidation, no doubt due to the lack of masks and the latters choice of attire. After all, the Empire were well known for their many Norse themed Capes. I had to wonder how the actual Norse Gods felt about that, especially Odin with Allfather. Then again, if this was a world with DXD included, he was probably do busy molesting the Valkyrie to care.
Actually, that was a rather odd thought. If DXD was a thing, why were the Endbringers still around? They weren't so strong that the likes of the Satans or Leader Class couldn't beat them...right? Then there was Scion who...actually, now that I think about it, I hadn't actually heard that much about Goldenrod, other than a bit in my history class. I'd have to check up on that.
I shook the thoughts off and refocused on the here and now. Knowing what I did about Armsmaster, he was probably about to stick his foot in his mouth, likely to demand we go with them so they could try and get me into the Wards or something. Even considering I wasn't I Parahuman, there was no way in hell I'd be joining up with the Wards. Not when there were SO many other organizations available on the Magical side.
"You'll have to come with us as well," said Armsmaster.
There it was.
"No, I don't think we will," said Grandma dismissively, "We have done nothing wrong after all and it is very late."
She snapped her fingers and summoned a Teleportation circle. Armsmaster tightened his grip on the shaft of his halberd and stepped forwards.
"Don't make this difficult for yourself," he growled, "We need to confirm that…"
"No, you do not," snapped Grandma, "Neither myself, nor Rossweisse have any connection with you Capes and my Grandson has no reason to join your Wards."
Miss Militia stepped in front of her comrade before he could speak up again.
"Please excuse Armsmaster," she said, "Its been a rather...trying night. We simply need you to make a report and possibly register. As for your...Grandson, well, I'm afraid to say that the Wards may be the best place for him. After tonight, theres no way that his identity won't be compromised and…"
I snorted.
"Oh, like thats a problem," I said, "I don't really care if I get outed or anything. Its not like I have anyone close to me they could target and my power makes hiding a tad difficult."
I patted Zwei on the head. Miss Militia looked a little taken aback by that while Grandma just chuckled.
"Well, I trust that sorts that out?" she asked, "Now, we really must be going. Come along Samuel, Rose."
She stepped through the portal with Rossweisse following her. I paused before going through and looked back at the Heros.
"I'm pretty sure you need a name for your reports and I don't fancy getting landed with something stupid," I said, "So take this for what its worth."
I grinned and jabbed a thumb at my chest.
"My names Samuel Meadows, but you can call me Slash Dog!"
Zwei barked and I turned on my heel to follow the two Valkyrie through the Portal, leaving the Heroes to clean up the mess.
Hmm, I originally intended this to end a tad differently...oh well, this works just fine!
So yes, this is a true crossover with DXD, although with Worm being the main world, most of the events of DXD won't be happening. That said, there are a few major differences. To start with, Zion is long dead, mainly because Ophis decided she wanted his empty dimension and smashed him into dust, so we won't have to worry about him. Thats not to say there still isn't plenty to worry about though!
The Endbringers are still a thing though, mainly because none of the really powerful folks can stop arguing long enough to grind them into powder as well.
On a completely unrelated note, Vista is now 15, although by the logic of Anime she looks about 12.
This world also works on the logic of an Ecchi Anime, so most of the female cast will likely get stripped at least once and have got a makeover. Nothing massive, but enough to make a difference in terms of attractiveness.
I also intend to have a few of the cast possess either Sacred Gears or links to the Supernatural world. You might be able to guess one by the tiny clue I left in this chapter. Depends on whether or not you were paying attention.
Speaking of Sacred Gears, they and Parahuman abilities are not Mutually Exclusive, although those with active Gears generally won't Trigger due to any stress that would cause the Trigger being channeled into the evolution of their Gear. Thats not an absolute rule though! Oh, and like with Sacred Gears, you need to be at least partly Human to Trigger, with the only exception being Dragon, who was the result of Tinkertech anyway so already had a connection with a Shard.
On a completely unrelated note, what should I do with Freed? I cant help but think he'd likely end up teaming up with the Nine considering he doesn't actually give a shit about Devils and the like and just wants to kill a lot of people. Hell, I might even give him a Trigger Event somehow...
Anyway, I'm done with this now, so I'm gonna sign out. Don't forget to leave a review!