War of the Lions and Zero no Tsukaima Crossover:
Summary: After chasing off his allies and slaying Virgo on his own Ramza awakens from the explosion at the airship graveyard to find himself in a place not of Ivalice. This is my first fanfiction, please review and be merciful, no flames please.
Prologue
Ramza couldn't believe his eyes; they had slain Leo quickly enough, only for his blood to awaken the Virgo stone, Ajora possessing his sister right before his eyes. The Dark Knight refused to despair however, hefting Ragnarok and Excalibur in his hands, preparing to attack, only to halt as Ajora writhed, Alma fighting to regain control. Shouting his sister's name Ramza was shocked as Ajora and Alma cried out, a beam of light separating the two back into separate bodies.
"Ramza…" Alma began as she passed out on the deck of the airship, Agrias and the others rushed over to her. Looking at the white haired copy of his younger sibling Ramza found himself snarling in rage.
"Construct 8, guard my sister, Agrias, take everyone to the surface, quickly, Mustadio, Orleandeu, take care of any attackers," Ramza ordered, hefting his swords and growling darkly, "I will slay Ajora."
"But Ramza, how will you-" Agrias began, only for him to cut her off.
"Just GO" Ramza ordered again as Mustadio grabbed Agrias' arm and began to drag her off the airship, Construct 8 carrying Alma to safety as Ramza snarled.
"To thwart my coming… you would dare assay?" Ajora began darkly, "No. It shall not be. Loyal minions… heed my call—to me!" Ajora screamed, summoning four demons from the Abyss. "I suffer spite… from neither lord… nor serf!" The False Saint cried, surrounding herself in red light before changing into a white angel dressed in red bondage wear.
"Your defiance reaps you naught but death's embrace!" Ultima, the High Seraph calls out, only to scream in pain as Ramza dashes in next to her, Excalibur and Ragnarok digging into the blood angel's sides. Grinning like a man possessed Ramza, the last warrior of the Beoulve household and a heretic to the Church of Glabados struck merely twice with his blades, the High Seraph falling like grass to his swords.
"Impossible... this end to meet…" Ultima began, turning to look at Ramza, "I see it now, too late. In you… his blood, my vanquisher in times… long past. But not so soon… shall I accept this defeat…" The Lucavi panted between labored breaths, transforming into a rotting form, a mockery of all things religious and holy. The thing was now thrice as tall as a mortal man and sporting ruined wings the color of blood. "Your soul itself shall not escape my wrath!" The beast declared. Snarling with hate and fervor Ramza again went to work, his swords hacking at the Arch-Seraph as a bright light suddenly flashed, blinding him. The vengeful Dark Knight was not to be dissuaded however as the Lucavi cut into his black Oriental armor, a multi-colored light covering Ramza as black and red energy flew down the length of Excalibur, stealing life from Ultima and healing Ramza's wounds. With a final cry of defeat the demon became enveloped in holy light, the airship beneath Ramza's feet tearing itself asunder beneath the assault.