A/N: Greetings! Here's a fanfic that's been brewing in my mind for a while now. In all honestly, I'm surprised there aren't a lot of x-overs revolving these two fics given many of their similarities. With that said, these two series take place in the anime universe. Also expect elements of a certain controversial video game in HD universe to be applied as well. Fair warning though, due to my writing style do not expect a whole lot of Japanese formalities or any honorifics (-san, -chan, -kun, -sama, etc.) to be used at all. I never did in my other fanfic and I certainly won't for this one. Warning: This fic is rated M for strong language, violence, drug/alcohol use, & sexual themes (this is x-over between the harem animes after all).
Disclaimer: I do not own Highschool DXD and Is this a Zombie? Both belong to their respective companies and are a part of Funimation. Also, elements of the Grand Theft Auto series belong to Rockstar Games and Take-Two.
Antecedent Dreams
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A beautiful, silver-haired young girl peacefully sat on her knees on the grassy fields that overlook the mountains and the lake in the background. Also across that lake was a sturdy castle on top of a hill next to those mountains. Humming to herself, the girl was plucking small white flowers and made a wreath. Wearing it as head ornament, it seemingly matched her naturally pale skin and her pale yellow dress.
"Might I wonder why you here so often, ma'lady?" A kind male voice asked.
The girl looked over on her left to where the voice came from. A young man with long, pale, grey hair and yellow eyes stood near her. Dressed in medival attire complete with a zweihänder blade sheathed on his back, the young man addresses her as if she was one of royalty.
The young girl smiled as the young man grinned contently and then looked over at the view of the lake. "I love the view…" She stated, peacefully.
"Yeah, it's breathtaking." The young man remarked. "Though the highest poetry would fail to capture its essence. It is something beyond words."
He kneeled before the young girl, signifying the regality she has. She looked over to her the knight in question and placed the wreath she made on his head. Apparently, the two share a strong bond between each other.
"This kingdom…" He began. "…all of its vistas; I'll gladly lay down my life to inure.
The girl faintly blushed as she happily smiled at such devotion he has shown. She was glad to have someone like him serving by her side.
The two suddenly heard laughter not too far from them. They glanced over to see three people coming towards them. Two of them were kids that whose clothing represented upper class nobility while the tall, young man wore similar looking medieval attire that the younger man had on.
The young man gently chuckled. "Ah, I see the captain has arrived."
"See!" The red-haired boy exclaimed. "I told you they'd be here, Uncle!"
"And the flowers sure look pretty this time around!" The dark-haired girl pointed out, energetically, seeing it while sitting between the shoulders of the tall man.
The tall man chuckled as he waved at the young man and girl while they happily waved back. The girl on his shoulders giggled as she playfully ruffle his red hair, which also had black streaks. The newcomers then met up with the two as they chatted and played with each other.
Inside the castle, another rumble shook the castle as small debris fell from the ceiling. In the throne room a large group of knights stood in front of a throne. On the throne the young silver-haired girl sat, now donning a purple dress underneath various pieces of armor on her torso, forearms, legs, and forehead. Standing side by side with her were eight other people. Right between her were the captain and the grey-haired man from earlier. The two children stood behind the captain. Everybody in the castle looked around each other in concern with whatever was going on outside.
The captain quietly sighed. "Thus, it begins…the dark."
"The poison of war." The young man added, solemnly looking down.
"Honestly," The captain took a quick glance over to the two kids behind him; both had a serious look on their faces before he noted, "I thought our biggest concern was the war between the Angels, the Fallen Angels, and our allies the Devils. Now this: the invading forces of Villiers. What purpose do they want during this time of instability?!"
As if on cue, a young, red-haired, golden-eyed woman stepped forward next to the captain's right. A look of determination shown on her face. "I will meet them…"
Both the young girl and the captain looked over to the young woman in surprise at such a bold move. "Naegleria, wait!" The young girl on the throne pleaded.
"As a member of the Seventh Abyss, I pledged to defend this world, even if it means my life, your majesty." The young woman, now known as Naegleria, replied, her conviction expressed in her words.
Naegleria, then looked over to her other commanding officer who was staring at her to see if she really wanted to confront the enemy outside the castle walls by herself. She stared back to his dark, blue eyes, refusing to back down. The captain knew that out of all the members of the Abyss, she was the strongest. He often wondered if she should've been the co-leader of the group instead of being his second-in command. However, she had once stated that the duties of leadership was something only the young girl and him were able to do.
After a few seconds, the captain finally relented and nodded at her. "Stay vigilant as always then."
A confident smirk etched out on her beautiful features as she nodded back. "I will, Captain."
Naegleria said nothing more as she walked out of the throne room, determine to fend off the forces of Villiers, single-handedly.
After the strongest warrior of the Seventh Abyss left, one of the knights ran into the throne room.
"Captain!" The knight cried out.
"What is it, comrade?" He asked, another look of concern on his face.
The knight went up to the captain's position and whispered the urgent message that he came to delivered. Despite only speaking only to the captain, the young girl sitting on the throne still managed to hear it clearly as the captain remained next to her while the two kids and the young man standing over to the young girl's left were able to barely hear what was being said. The captain's eyes widened in shock upon what he heard.
"Are you certain!?" The captain whispered back at what he was told.
The soldier nodded in response. The captain then looked over to the young girl on the throne.
"Lady Hellsycthe…" The captain addressed the young girl. "I must take my leave, momentarily. I assume you heard what the messenger said, correct?"
She nodded, but wanted to protest. "Are you sure you about this? It might be dangerous going alone."
"I cannot divert our forces away at the moment. I'm confident I can deal with this, myself." The captain replied. He then looked over to the young man on the young girl's right. "I shall leave you in charge alongside your Majesty, King of the Night."
"Are you sure? I think I should come along with you, Captain!" The young man, now identified as the King of the Night, protested.
"No, I must handle this matter, alone. Everything involving the war between the three factions shall be my responsibility. You are my protégé and so you can momentarily take charge while Naegleria and I maintain order throughout our turf in the Underworld. Look after Lord Sirzechs and Lady Serafall for me as well."
"But, Uncle!" The boy, now called Sirzechs, protested.
"Nephew, you and Serafall must stay here with Lady Hellsycthe. No arguments to the contrary!" The captain silenced the two children.
Saying no more, the Seventh Abyss captain walked off and vanished in an instant, leaving the four people looking on contemplatively of the multiple ordeals they were currently facing.
In another part of the Underworld, one man walked with uncertainly in a desolate city while hoisting the shoulder of another man, who was too injured to walk on his own. With them was a young, brunette-haired woman who stood directly behind the two. All three dressed in attire fitting for upper-class nobility. Another battle has taken part between the Devils and the Fallen Angels. The sounds of small explosions and war cries were heard as the city became engulfed in violence. It was only a matter of time before the actual Angels would get involved in an attempt to make a stronghold for themselves to wipe out the other two factions.
"Damn it!" The red-haired man helping out his friend, bitterly spat out. "Out of all the places to have a meeting we end up into an ambush with the fallen!"
The dark-haired man that was using the other man for support groaned in agreement. "Victor, leave me here and run. I'll only slow you down. As the head of the Gremory Clan you and your wife need to get to safety now!"
"Would you stop talking like that, already?!" Victor admonished, quietly. "As the head of the Sitri Clan, YOU need to survive as well. I'm not about to leave you here to die! How can you even suggest that when this war is on its last legs and the era that we all have been dreaming about will soon begin?!"
"And besides," The young woman added. "We all need to get to safe place until we can gather all the energy to teleport out of this warzone. Our escorts are buying us the time we need. What would your daughter think if we had to tell her that her daddy won't be around anymore to see her grow up?"
"THERE THEY ARE!" A voice shouted ahead of them.
"I KNEW I SMELLED THE SCENTS OF YOU STINKEN DEVILS!" Another voice remarked.
A group of four armed figures appeared dead ahead of the three Devils. Clad in militant garments that complement their tridents that also went along with their black feathery wings, the Fallen Angels had managed to locate their targets.
"Ha!" The leader of the pack stepped in front with glee. "I knew it was only a matter of time before our targets practically ran straight to us. "I'll gladly murder off the two of you Seventy-Two Pillar shits and take turns with my kin raping that Devil whore behind you!"
"Damn you all, you Fallen bastards!" Victor seethed as he allowed his wife to take over holding the Sitri Clan leader up while he confronts the others. Though he confidently knew he could probably wipe out the scum in front of him, he was very concerned that they would also attack his wife and his friend behind him. He was also certain that at least one of the leaders of the Grigori – a faction of the Fallen Angels – would show himself to seal their fates. Shaking his head out of those grim thoughts he charged up his powers to get ready for combat once again. "I refuse to let this be the end of the line for us!"
"Leave them all to me!" A voice from behind them said.
In both a surprised and relieved gasp, Victor looked over behind him to see a slightly taller figure behind him. Wearing medieval garments designed for war, he also had a zweihänder strapped to his back. His red hair with black streaks was a definite sight for sore eyes to the three, especially to Victor and his wife.
"Step-Brother!" Victor exclaimed.
Meanwhile, the group of Fallen Angles gritted their teeth in frustration.
"Argh, damn Seventh Abyss scumbags!" One of them hissed.
"Don't you lesser Underworlders, ever mind your own goddamn business instead of getting involved in the affairs of your betters?!"
The captain merely scowled at them threateningly as he slowly walked over to them. He then looked over to his brother. "Victor, you and Venelana take Lord Sitri and get out of here immediately. This is now my battle."
The two Gremorys nodded as they moved out of the way with Lord Sitri in tow to safety. While they did not wish to leave their rescuer to these fiends, they needed to worry about the welfare of their wounded friend, who was also grateful for the captain's aid.
"Be careful!" Venelana cried out as she and her husband took a safer detour away from any hostiles.
Meanwhile, the four Fallen Angels readied their tridents. "Time to die!" The leader of the pack shouted as they charged to him
The captain walked faster as he raised his clenched fists together, not even bothering to get his large sword out. He then started dashing towards one of the grunts. Simply swatting the grunt's spear thrust, he grabbed shaft of the weapon and immediately disarmed the offending Fallen Angel. He then immediately used it and slashed his throat, fatally wounding him as the captain kicked him away. Using the blunt end of the trident, he then smacked the next grunt on the head before shoving him right into path of the other grunt's trident impaling and killing him instantaneously. Still holding enemy's weapon, the captain found himself confronting the leader of the pack. He then came up to the enemy at such speed that before the leader of the fallen pack even knew it, he found himself impaled in the head by his comrade's own weapon. As blood flowed down his head, the pack leader gurgled in agony as the last thing he saw was the piercing glare of his most powerful adversary.
Letting his impaled foe collapse to the floor along with the weapon, the captain got out a rag to wipe off the blood he had on his face. As he reflected on the one-sided battle, he realized that maybe his brother could've easily wiped those peons out. He deduced that he probably exhausted his powers prior to being here and he could not afford to be reckless when his friend was in dire need of help. He then no longer felt his brother's, his sister-in-law's, and Lord Sitri's presence, which meant they were able to teleport out of this slum of a town. Suddenly, he sensed a very strong presence ahead of him and immediately glanced up ahead. Behind the eroding corpses of the Fallen Angels was a young man with long, dark hair, and pointy wings. His multiple pair of black wings on his back indicate that not only was he a Fallen Angel, he was a highly ranked one at that.
"Ah, look what I got here." The Fallen Angel remarked. "I came to see three dead bodies of pure-blood Devils, but instead I get four dead bodies of pawns and one insignificant Underworlder."
"Kokabiel…" The captain spat angrily. "So you were the one that started this invasion!"
The one named Kokabiel laughed in glee. "How perceptive of you. And I would've been able to take the heads of more of the High-Class Devils if you didn't interfere. No matter I will gladly take yours as a trophy!"
The captain growled as he got out his large sword. "Don't be so full of yourself, wretched brat. You, one of the infamous leaders of the Grigori shall be slain by me, the Seventh Abyss captain!"
Kokabiel then raised his palm at the captain while he did the same at the Grigori with his free hand. Both a yellow orb with purple streaks and a black orb with crimson streaks form from their respective palms.
"I SHALL CLAIM YOUR LIFE!" The captain shouted as he launched the energy orb at his enemy.
Kokabiel did the exact same thing and shot his orb at the same time. The two projectiles then collided causing an explosion that cancelled each other out. Sections of the building were damaged as well as a small crater formed as a result of their power.
As the smoke cleared, it showed both combatants glaring at one another, intending to kill the other to see who the superior being was in this contest.
The leader of the Fallen Angels then decided to tuck his wings away as they folded and disappear. He then formed two swords made of light in his hands and charged at the Seventh Abyss captain. Deciding to go at it with him, the captain charged at Kokabiel with his blade. The blades of the two combatants clashed and both continued to slash at each other, neither giving in to the other. The captain finally had the upper hand and batted his adversary away with the swing of blade, sending him flying a few meters away before landing on his feet with the captain moving back only by a few feet.
"HAHAHAHA!" Kokabiel howled in laughter. "Now this is the battle I've wanted."
The captain coolly snorted in contempt at this warmonger. "Don't get cocky, I'm just warming up!"
The two charged at each other again. As they're blades intersect, blue sparks surrounded their blades as it flared intensely and in response, an overwhelming blinding light covered the entire battlefield, covering the two fighters along with it…
A yawning sound came from a luxurious bed. Though initially reluctant, the young man who was sleeping on the bed got up out of it. With another yawn the young man got up and hit the bathroom to do his daily routine. After brushing his teeth and hitting the shower, he got dressed and went over to the full-length window of his hotel suite. He stopped on the way as he passed a small photo on the small table in the picture in was a picture of himself and a teenage boy with greyish-white hair. Both of them were simultaneously chugging down the contents of their respective cans. For the young man, it was a can of "A.M. Beer" and for the teenager, it was a can of "Sprunk." He chuckled as thought about the good old days before he arrived here in a place south of Tokyo. He then went over to one of the full-length windows and gazed upon the view before him. Being in one of the upper floors, he managed to get a good view of the town in front of him. Though smaller in comparison to other metropolitan places in Japan, the town was still quite exceptional to him.
Closing his eyes, he thought back on the dream he had. 'Strange, what was all that with my dream? All those people…that girl in the armor…that guy and that older girl…those three people…and those freaks with the crow wings…what the hell does all of that mean?'
Opening his eyes once more, he decided not to dwell on it too much and just enjoy the view from his room. The most noticeable thing about the view in front of him was the school that was in the background. Judging by how large it was and how luxurious it looked, the young man figured that it was a private school. While a part of him was curious about why the site was drawing him in and desired to at least look around both inside and outside of the campus, a part of him scoffed at the very thought.
"If I'm not mistaken, I think it's called Kuoh Academy. Pfft…" The young man huffed. "Like I really need to go to school at all!" He remarked, sarcastically. Still, the young man couldn't help but keep staring at the school or more specifically, a certain old building within the school grounds. "Something about that school seems to out of whack. I wonder…"
The young man paused abruptly as he continued to stare intently at the school, seemingly in a trance. He had no idea how right he was about his suspicions.
Meanwhile, in the old school building of Kuoh Academy, a young, red-haired, buxom woman in her late-teens was staring out of the window outside of the school and to whatever was in front of it. It was just another dull day for her during her lunchtime as she sipped her tea. However, her mind drifted into more pressing matters.
'Hmm…that dream…' She thought to herself. 'That's actually the first time I had a dream where I'm not even in it. Like watching a movie or something. Still, it seemed so real considering my parents were in it. And that man…' She continued to think the dream she had. 'According to my father in my dream, he called him 'step-brother.' I don't recall ever having an uncle with a two-tone hair color like that. Maybe if I have time, I could question my brother or my father about this…if they don't pester me about my engagement to that bastard, that is! Argh!'
The young lady continued staring out the window, her focus seemed to be at some tall building that was probably a luxurious hotel. She did not even noticed that another girl with dark hair and an equally curvaceous figure entered the room. Deciding to leave her best friend be, the dark-haired girl decided to quietly prepare a fresh batch of tea for the two of them.
At the same time in Tokyo, a certain young girl in a purple dress wearing various pieces of medieval armor sat outside on the porch of a backyard of the house she was residing in. Sipping her tea, she stared aimlessly into the blue skies, wondering what life has in store for her and the person who lived in this house with her, who she promised to always stay by his side.
Most people live their lives without ever knowing it, but the world is filled with weird stuff. In time, the three individuals that were staring out the window along with many others will find their fates intertwining by the so-called, "weirdness" that they were already accustomed to or just starting to get accustomed to.
And with that, the end of the prologue. I hope it wasn't too bad for you readers. I'll say it again, I am very surprised that there are not a lot of crossover fics of these two series considering their similarities with their respective plots. Expect some things to be slightly AU-ish in this crossover as it won't always follow what went on in the anime (and definitely don't expect it to be a mere series add-on to the light novels). Please R&R, readers!
