A pair of brown eyes opened as a woman in blue suit passed by, glancing around as he was in a plane; he sighed and he could only look at a playboy magazine with lots of American naked women, if he were to stumble into it in the past then he would´ve collected it, but today wasn´t a day to celebrate.

The figure was dressed in black combat boots with altered soles so the trademark of the soles isn´t known and the register of said model being bought cannot be traced back by the authorities. Paired with black carbo pants, a black button-up shirt underneath a black hooded unzipped coat, his brown hair and brown eyes would´ve made him strange in the land of colorful eyes; yet he wasn´t exactly an American, he was a Japanese boy.

Closing his eyes, flashes of bitter memories assaulted his mind as he seethed, to believe his life would take him to the western part of the world. Moreover, he took out his wallet and in it was a photo of a woman, a beautiful red-haired girl that would´ve been waiting him at home. If the story wasn't filled exactly with even more despair and bitterness, now perhaps wasn´t the time to be hopeful about his romantic relationships right now his priorities were with something else.

It wasn´t easy escaping from Japan, with most devil authorities seeking him out to take out his soul and give it to a ´more-loyal man´, if he were to summarize the situation, it was a very complex one. Issei Hyoudo a poor boy whom lived in the suburbs of a semi-urbanized town fell in love with a princess girl whom lived in an entirely different world than him, and one would thing such a story is about Romeo-Juliet type of fiction.

Things happened, something bitter and that ignited his anger; since then his parents left clues to find the very secret, he has now been so desperate to find.

Who I am?

The big question a being does to themselves, and right now he was having that same question, the Occult Research Clubs and most supernatural would be seeking traces of him in Germany, good thing he was the last ticket of a direct Japan-USA flight registered under another name and another photo entirely, that way they wouldn´t be able to trace him down.

´I´m sorry Rias, I know that you and all the girls back home miss me. But I cannot let this go, not until I get through the bottom of this shit.´

He thought entirely, Kiba Yuuto had his moment of darkness where he temporarily left the gremory clan, Akeno had hers to, Asia had hers too and Koneko had hers too; now perhaps there was something different.

Soon however a top-screen TV showed a dancing video with one of the latest musical talents of the United States, apparently culture there is very different from the Japanese one. In here apparently people were perverts and their dances were, perverted even too, his old self would´ve been delighted to visit this country, but alas he´s on a different mission, aided perhaps by some rather interesting outside help.

The same ones that got him out of japan apparently have the same objective as him, but their goals were so different. While Issei wasn´t consumed on a vendetta, he was mostly on a search of his own origin, everything he had on his possession apparently traced back to the United States, as he still wore his headphones were he listened to music, he took a special backpack and inside there were many folders and a few wads of American dollars; taking out the folders, he went to the first one.

"Issei…"

His father coughed blood as his shaky hands gave him a key with a paper linked to it by a thin string, his mother was already dead, but his father was the one that was still alive.

"The key…my strongbox, documents…about you, we love you…"

His father lied down, and he knelt and started to sob and cry silently for the death of his parents.

.

The death of his parents changed the game completely for the Red Dragon Emperor, the papers inside there were something really very sensitive that he even doubted could trust with the three factions, if they got papers about this they might weaponize this knowledge or perhaps even get paranoid about it.

Anyway, right now he had very important documents, but a key, this time of his grandfather was in Arlington, Virginia; this was very important that it left the whole other affairs about the supernatural away.

´The thing is that I cannot be so sure that the supernatural won´t be already waiting for me all over Washington´s airport to get answers about my sudden runaway from Japan without saying anything. ´

He thought gritting his teeth he only hoped that Rias understood it, perhaps she didn´t knew the whole story but he just hoped that she got the letter he left for her. He needed the answers, for as he not in a quest of vengeance but rather on a quest that goes beyond the supernatural factions, it´s something that goes even beyond the world itself.

Attention passengers we will be arriving to Washington D.C. soon, do please prepare your personal baggage. Delta airlines thank you for your preference.

Putting the folders on his backpack he could only grimly pray to whichever god and whatever being watched over sacred gear users to bless him in this trip, and be hopeful enough Hopeful that he won´t find any hunters right now since apparently they would´ve been out for him right now enough, the power of the Red Dragon Emperor was too great for anyone not to get their hands off of it.

And now his very close enemy, the Khaos Brigade has known he was now an independent from Rias, whom knows whom they would use to hunt him down, since Cao Cao and Shalba Beelzebub failed their mission, again what a pity. But alas, he managed to save the underworld from utter destruction and just when he was promoted to a middle-class devil, this whole mess happens and he gets a higher calling, higher calling than aiding in the peace of the factions.

´I just hope things don´t get as messy as they did in California.´

He sighed and massaged his forehead; he at least now knew that the Khaos Brigade was tracing him like a heat-damn-seeking missile waiting to just bomb him out of wherever he is.

Kuoh Academy

Rias Gremory could only feel exasperated, three weeks ago her boyfriend and favorite servant and most important and powerful piece in her peerage has just gone, he gave her a letter, which was really a crappy letter if one looked at it seeking for motives, but instead it was a love letter with his true feelings for her and how much he loved her and for her to expect him to come back.

When will he come back?

After the whole war between the underworld and the hero faction things have gotten quite steady, in fact so steady that all the factions were surprised the Khaos Brigade just, like that, without any reason disappeared. In fact, any possible rogue members of the factions suddenly just, disappeared, like, gone.

This unsettled the balance very much, and instead of promoting peace everyone was just damn hostile and expecting attack, heck; even Kuoh was now fortified and all of Japan was heavily Guarded by the Kyoto Yokai faction.

Fool everyone once, shame on them; fool them twice, shame on the Brigade. Third time? There´s no third time.

Right now, Azazel has called their club for some rather interesting news, the type of big news that couldn´t wait and even the Vali Team were invited all around, from what she could stare at them in her office. Azazel sitting in the very own chair that she used to own, anyway she won´t pressure the matter further, everyone was here, all the DxD group. Which was composed of the rookies four, their peerages, Azazel, Dulio Gesualdo, Irina Shidou and even Vali whom usually was a stray no one.

"The brigade has once again stricken."

Azazel stated getting everyone on edge, whenever the brigade was told it would always summon tension.

As Azazel took out a remote control and from the very ceiling a screen projector appeared.

"Just yesterday a video arrived to us, something happened on the other edge of the world; are you all perhaps familiarized with the concept Silicon Valley?"

The governor of the fallen angels asked to everybody around whom seemed oblivious about the concept, the governor of the fallen angels sighed, even the clever Sona Sitri was oblivious to such international known territory.

"I´ll explain briefly, the Silicon Valley is an area where the most important technologies of the world are crafted. You call it, from common laptops and phones we menially use, to the supercomputers and even robots; this area is composed of two big regions in California on the united states."

Soon an image appeared projected, with a certain area outlined in red and highlighted slightly from the rest of the map.

"It takes from the Valley of Santa Clara up to San Francisco, in California. On the western side of the world, in the United States. Now, you might want to see this video."

He pressed a button and started to play.

A figure in black hooded robes was on a stand, but on the reception of a very important informatics company, a man took out two briefcases, one was a middle-heighted one and the other was a more cuboid one, both were made of stainless steel and very fortified against kicks. One of the briefcases had some strap to be able to use it as backpack.

The figure across the stand opened the first briefcase and turned it around for the figure, inside it was apparently dollar bills and folders. Nodding, the cloaked figure glanced at the average black haired and creamy skinned thin man whom apparently was dressed in a traditional gray polo and khaki pants, with white sneakers. The figure then approached the second one and opened it, the figure whom took out a very special pair of gauntlets, apparently approached his hands to it and strange crimson red lightning was emitted and transmitted into the very own gauntlet.

Nodding to the figure whom closed the briefcase and pushed it towards the hooded and robed figure, the figure wore it as if it were a backpack.

Taking the other briefcase some papers were given to the figure whom signed them and then suddenly the menial black-haired man falls to the table, not responding, as the man immediately ran away and soon the camera black out.

"This video with multiple changes in angle might give you a more detailed outline of what´s going on."

The hooded and robed figure whom just ran out of the place, soon outside a gigantic fireball fired by a silver haired man in tuxedo was done, the hooded figure in robes did one hand-seal before having his hands in prayer like position and the nearest fire hydrant shot up water, the figure whom hasn´t taken away the special gauntlets his left palm that was opened and facing upwards, his right hand rotated around the left palm until it was above the fingers, soon the left he shot it forwards and everybody saw as the water in the air took shape of a hand and grasped the man with silver hair.

"You are more powerful than before? I´m Euclid Lucifudges, name rings any bell?"

The figure however instead squeezed its left palm and soon the water imploded in the man trapped as the figure in hooded robes took out a pair of different guns, one was silvery in color a revolver and the other was black, a desert eagle; shooting both as he ran to the side, the bullets were of big 25mm, as they were shot against the imploding ball, from out of it came a man with two bloody gaping holes on its chest as the figure in black hooded robes took a motorcycle and turned on the engine to go away.

The figure took out its devil wings and started to fly, the figure however manifested a crimson red dragon-like arm and shot a blue beam at the figure whom chose to instead stop the motorcycle and raise his hand, a violent gust of wind blew his hood off revealing a young man with brown hair and brown eyes with a glare towards the figure, as thunder from above in a very specific and trademark magical circle crafted it and stroke the figure, making him fall ungraciously to the surface as he escaped.

The figure was Issei Hyoudo.

"Ise."

Rias stated worried as the video ended with the motorcycle running away, many of them had many questions about it, what was the brigade´s plan right now and why they after one person are instead of the factions; it was overall confusing.

"Have you managed to discern about the cube in the video?"

Dulio Gesualdo asked the governor of the fallen angels whom shook his head.

"We don´t know anything about it, nobody knows about it, over the internet there´s nothing of it. Whatever it is, the brigade wants it and is in Hyoudo´s hands."

The governor of the fallen angels replied sternly to everybody as Vali was rather interested in the weapons he used.

"What were those things Issei was using? They managed to wound a male high-classed devil."

Azazel chuckled and shook his head at Vali´s question, always seeking whatever new tools that the Hyoudo was using, he took out some blue-prints and he presented them to the white dragon emperor.

"What Issei used was a military-grade material-piercing weaponry, no wonder it caused a gaping hole in that devil´s chest; I doubt any of you could survive any of those very dangerous bullets. What is more interesting is that he can shoot if out of common 50mm handgun, not a rifle or artillery. Perhaps they are modified guns, if they are; our resident dragon emperor has matured quite quickly."

Azazel commented surprised at how Vali crossed his arms and glanced at him.

"Can you make something similar to them?"

At vali´s question Azazel laughed, clearly Vali was asking for something no supernatural was good at. Most supernatural preferred magic and swords, they stayed outside of swords, even Slash-Dog did so.

"I´m sorry boy, but I can´t; in fact, no supernatural cant and those who can aren´t usually in between common folk or shaded folk, those who can customize weapons are people the government always have tightly close to them. Issei here might be the first one whom shows such innate talent anyway."

The black-haired governor commented to the silver haired lucifer whom shrugged, he was now starting to hate being a supernatural. Why did hyoudo had to get the best toys and the best of everything?

"So Ise is in the United States and the Brigade is after him?"

Rias asked to the male fallen angel whom nodded, even though they were still in vacations; they came to Kuoh for the sake of it since it was their base of operations.

"Yes, it is surprising the brigade are focusing on Issei solely and ignoring us all. Whatever issei took with him, is valuable enough that we need to protect him."

The governor stated as Rias smiled, she might be able to meet her beloved after time, even Akeno, Asia, Kuroka, Koneko and Ravel were happy to know they might be able to meet the male once again.

"Well, since you were so insistent, I'm going to make this a joint recon operation. Here are the members that will go to California; Vali Lucifer, Kuroka, Rias Gremory, Irina Shidou, Ravel Phenex, Asia Argento, Akeno Himejima. If things get rough there, you can summon Koneko for support. Vali Lucifer you´ll be team leader and assess the threats, here are your tickets to Los Angele, in there you´ll meet Shemhazai, who is going to be your immediate superior and guide you there. Your façade will be of a group going to vacations, here are your passports and your plane tickets, be sure not to lose them since the United States are clearly very watchful of those things. Your plane leaves in, Thirty Minutes, good luck."

Azazel turned around causing all of them to sweat drop and immediately get all messy as they teleported away and tried to get their best clothes for the beach and enjoy their summer vacations.

Hours Later

Arlington Virginia

It was already night and thankfully, in the city of Arlington there was a good enough hotel he could stay, after getting his room and walking inside it, he placed his two briefcases near the wood circular table with two chairs, he lied on the bed and closed his eyes, on the bedside table is a prepaid cellphone, tomorrow was going to be an hectic day.