Not so Divine Intervention

Hey there to my loyal readers, I'm not dead, it's just hard for me to update without real inspiration, you will probably be frustrated with me like no tomorrow, but hopefully I'll be able to stick to this story. The plotline setup is a crossover/time travel fic that is explained initially through the character that will be showing up. Anyone who knows the character should figure that this is based centuries to millennia after that storyline and that he will probably have more knowledge and control of his abilities. Not only that but given the timeframe, said character will probably have advanced themselves as far as social standing to the point of being able to freely do what will be done.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Flashbacks

"Youkai and divine beings talking"

'Youkai and divine beings thinking'

Prologue: A hopeless situation

Hopeless, that was all that could describe the setting they were in right now. A set of blue eyes looked around at the bodies on the ground at the bodies strewn around. Most of them he didn't recognize, but others he could recall with severe distinction.

'So many live lost,' the man with a slightly tan complexion and spikey blonde hair thought as he looked with such sadness. His strength was leaving him as well, despite his desire to keep moving. He knew he was dying. The being he once housed was ripped out of him so there was no way for him to after that. He was honestly surprised that he lasted as long as he did.

A white-haired woman approached him. She had long, silver hair, white eyes with a violet tint without any pupils, one red eye in the middle of her forehead with a ripple pattern and several comma-like figures in it, two grey dots just below said eye and a pair of horns jutting out of her head.

"Well, it looks like you have failed, Asura, or do you prefer Naruto?" she said as she stood over the blonde, now known as Naruto. "It was a valiant effort, but all for naught."

Just as the woman was going to strike the final blow, all things cease to move. As if time itself had stopped. The curious thing was that Naruto could comprehend the lack of movement despite his state.

"What's going on?" the man thought aloud.

"I suppose this is where I come in," another voice spoke, this one was clearly male.

Naruto was using all of his effort to look around as he asked, "Who's there?"

"It is most likely too much to ask that you remember me given the circumstances that we met and your age at the time," the voice said as a glowing, red circle appeared in front of the blonde and an androgynous male with long platinum blonde hair, pinkish violet eyes and pointed ears appeared and gave a bow. He was wearing a black tuxedo like suit with a black cape with a red lining and a high collar going up behind his head.

Naruto would have replied with the same courtesy if he had been able, but it was taking every bit of energy just to keep sitting up.

"Uzumaki Naruto, if only circumstances allowed us to meet under less stressful event," the one still standing said indicating the surroundings.

"How do you know my name, and who are you anyway?" Naruto said in the most commanding voice he could manage.

"I have been watching consistently since we first met," the violet eyed male said. "And I will answer you second question in due time. But first we must resolve the situation here. Now there are two ways to handle your issues at the moment, the choice, however will be yours to make."

"Tell me," Naruto said with desperation in his voice.

"The first is that, given the state of your enemy right now, I could just kill her, destroy her body and remove all possibilities of resurrecting her a second time. Now that takes power and I need time to find the problems that caused her to be brought back in the first place, but this is a one-shot deal, either you choose one or the other," the androgynous male said to the younger blonde.

Naruto was seriously considering the offer, but when he looked at everyone around him, he realized that, despite the male in front of him, he might still be alone, especially after everything he went through to be acknowledged as more than the village pariah. After a second he asked, "What's the second choice?"

The other male said, "Normally there wouldn't be a second choice, but I'm something of a special case with my abilities. I can take you to a point earlier in your life where you would be able to prepare for these events and perhaps become something more than you are right now. But this is an even bigger risk because of all the possibilities of moving too far from the original timeline that you may end up creating a disaster even worse than what's happening now. Even more so if you consider that your memories may end up useless if the timeline changes too much."

"So if I choose the second, I'll be able to remember all that happened, or rather will happen?" Naruto asked with a bit of hope. He then paused a bit before asking, "Will there be anyone else that will remember?"

"Yes and no," the deal maker answered half. "None of the people will remember unless you so wish it, and even then, they will only be able if they meet a certain criteria."

"And what would that be?" Naruto asked.

"I can't answer that without you making a final choice, and like I said, the moment you choose there will be no going back," the male said with his arms crossed.

Naruto looked around him and saw all of the death and destruction as a result of this war. And for what, so someone could be resurrected to rule the world? 'What kind of world would it be without the people in it?' He looked at the end result. 'Either way, she would die.' He then looked at the one offering this chance to set things right. 'There are so many things I wish didn't happen, so much that I wish I could have changed, maybe this is what I need.' He then looked at someone else and his eyes softened. 'If only we had a chance to start earlier, if I wasn't so blind.' That's when he realized that his decision was made.

"I choose option two."

The older male smiled as he walked over to the silver-haired woman and bit into her neck.

"What are you doing?" Naruto asked with surprise. He then remembered an old tale about those that gained sustenance through the blood of others.

As he was drinking, his body started glowing, as if being empowered. When his body was to the point of rivaling the sun as far as light he stopped and looked at Naruto with blood splattered around his mouth. It was then that Naruto noticed the longer than normal canines that came from his mouth. "What I'm about to do I have never attempted before, despite knowing all the theories. It takes a great deal more power than just simply killing someone so I can't leave anything to chance, especially considering I'm going with you."

"That doesn't explain her blood," Naruto shot back.

"I'll answer that after we get back those seven years," the male said as he took Naruto's hand.

"But you still haven't told me your name."

"I suppose that is reasonable," he said as he concentrated. "My name is Gasper Vladi. You can just call me Gasper."

And with those final words, both disappeared.

End of Chapter

And there you have it, anyone far enough into the Highschool DxD would know exactly who this is. How many people recognized the initial descriptions, although the suit and cape seemed ostentatious I figured that after a few centuries to millennia Gaspar might like the idea of wearing some of the stereotypical fashion if only to see the fuss. Besides, I figured I'd bring that kind of a hint before anything else to see if someone caught on. Also, I can't guarantee that this story will be finished. I have issues finishing my previous stories that aren't one-shots. I'll explain why Gasper hadn't intervened before now as well in the next chapter.