Chapter 1
Welcome to Kuoh Academy
A/N: Hey everyone, welcome! So, a few things to get out of the way. This story is about an OC named Ken. If you were expecting Naruto as the protagonist, that is not the case here. I apologize, but would appreciate you give this story a try anyway. The story itself is classified as a Naruto crossover due to the cast from Naruto will be making appearances in later entries of the stories and I'm using Naruto's concept of chakra in this story to explain some details relating to energy. This story will loosely follow the storyline in the anime but mainly be an AU. Meaning, the main events will most likely occur, but not precisely. Lastly, chapters will be inconsistent. I try to type when I have enough time, but that time is scarce. Anyway, let the story unfold!
The sound of women's righteous fury could be heard all throughout Kuoh academy. With the thwacking sound of kendo sticks slapping against flesh and fists impacting bone resounded out throughout the normally quiet campus. One boy opened a wary eye from his desk to gaze outside. There, the appropriately titled "Perverted Trio" were currently being taught the meaning of women's fury for the, the boy glanced down at a sports watch and checked the date, twenty second time since the semester started. Twenty-three days out of twenty three days of school. That was dedication since something went wrong resulting in the fury of the female population of the school. Which was in fact the majority.
Kuoh academy had recently been an all-female only school. Starting this semester, they had allowed boys to enroll into their prestigious program. Many jumped at the chance to attend one of the top schools in the country. Others such as the three currently looking like they came out of a blender were aware of the school's status as being mostly female, thus were using the school as an outlet for their perverseness. Finally, there were the people who were forced into the school by overly strict or doting parents.
"Ryuuji-san, are you paying attention?" The boy previously, tore his gaze from the morbidly fascinating sight of watching the Perverted Trio getting beaten up to gaze at his teacher. An older man with black hair that was common of most Japanese, although signs of balding could be seen. He wore a white button up, black slacks and black wide-rim glasses.
"Of course, Kota-sensei, the answer you're looking for is actually the square root of seventy three plus nine over two." The teacher narrowed his eyes at the student before going back to the board and solving the problem out himself. After thirty of seconds of chalk being clacked on the chalkboard, the teacher finished with the same answer his student had given him. "Very good Ryuuji-san, although I would much prefer it if you would pay attention in my class from now on." The student merely nodded as he received looks of admiration from his classmates, although the female population also held a slight glint the student couldn't identify. Oh well, didn't particularly matter to him.
This student was Ryuuji Kintaro (First name Kintaro). Although his friends call him Ken. A recent addition to the male population at Kuoh academy. He stood at a lofty 6'1", towering above most of his classmates. His hair was a sandy blonde color. It seemed as if it couldn't decide whether it wanted to be brown or blonde. He had dark brown eyes, and a chiseled face that most would say is handsome. His athletic frame, and the way he carried himself gave people the impression that he worked out despite not being a part of a club. People had given him the title of "The Sage". Apparently this was due to his vast intelligence. Although his title made Ken a little worried. His name was right up there with the The Perverted Trio, The Prince of Kuoh, and The Two Great Ladies of Kuoh. While the nickname wasn't nearly as bad as The Perverted Trio or Two Great Ladies, Ken did not like the nickname. Evidenced by the time that he literally growled at a group of female students who kept insisting they have a study session because he was 'The Sage.' Seriously who wouldn't be embarrassed by such a title? He didn't understand how the others dealt with it.
The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Ken grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder. He began heading out, ignoring the stares being directed his way. He entered the sea of students milling about, heading home or to their clubs. Ken himself was planning to look at the kendo club. It didn't have any of the admittedly small male populace, but he was interested in the difference between what he was taught and what the traditional japanese art was like and a little thing like gender walls weren't going to stop him.
You see, Ken's dad was originally from Japan. However, after meeting his mom he moved to the United Kingdom. When he was born however, his mother left. Leaving him in the care of his dad. They stayed in the UK for the next fifteen years. During the summer, him and his father returned to Japan and settled down in Kuoh. It was very advantageous that the school just happened to open its doors to the male populace the same year he returned. He had been speaking Japanese with his father back in the UK resulting him in not embarrassing himself the first time he ordered ramen, much to the owner's surprise.
His interest for the kendo club also extends to the fact that his father had taught him a variety of martial arts, including bokujitsu and kenjitsu. Though according to his father, the style he was taught is a special version only known by the Ryuuji family. It includes bo-staff training, sword play, and hand to hand combat. He called it the Divine Demon form. It relies heavily on being on being on the offensive. Relying on feints and last second direction changes to keep your opponent's guard up and give yourself a wide variety of ways to assault your opponent. Learning this took up most of his free time as a child. He missed a lot of opportunities as a child. He never really got into sports too much and his friends were limited to a few who didn't mind the short amount of time he could spend with them. He didn't mind it much though. He enjoyed the training and had grown because of it.
Ken broke out of his musings as he stood at the entrance to the kendo club. He raised his hand to knock on the door when he heard a stern monotone female voice call out to him, "Ryuu-san, I should ask that you don't disturb the kendo team while they are changing. I would hate to put you in the same league as the Perverted Trio." Ken glanced over to the sound of the voice and saw Shitori Sona, student council president. By her side her ever faithful companion and vice-president, Tsubasa Shinra.
Ken did a small bow in the direction of the two and replied, "My apologies kaichou, I was not aware that they didn't have a changing room and used this building to change." Sona's expression did not change. "Then you wouldn't mind if I sat out here while they finished, would you?" She asked raising a delicate eyebrow. "Of course not kaichou. It'll be nice to have some company for a change."
They sat there in silence for a bit as they both stared at the students leaving the school before Tsubasa broke the silence. "So, Ryuuji-san. What brings you to the kendo club? Are you interested in starting a male kendo club team?" Apparently, this peaked Sona's interest as well. As she gazed at him, her glasses glinted the sun hiding her eyes. "Not particularly." Tsubasa tilted her head. "Then what reason would you have to come out here, unless that is you intend to join the Perverted Trio." Tsubasa gained a slight smirk as she said this. Ken sighed. This was a common occurrence for interactions between Tsubasa and Ken. For whatever reason beyond Ken's comprehension, she enjoyed teasing him. He didn't think it was bullying.
"I have no intention to 'join' them. In fact, I would like to keep my distance between them and myself as far away as possible. As fun as it sounds to be a lecher most of the day, I have other things I would rather be doing."
"Oh really and what things would that be?" Tsubasa asked as her smirk grew. Ken sent a pointed glare her way. "None of your business." Tsubasa's face fell as she pouted. Sona simply sighed. The door swung open and an angry female voice yelled out, "I swear that if you three are out here again I will cut off your-" her voice trailing off as she glanced down to three figures sitting on the steps to the kendo club. She scratched the back of her head. "Oh, Shitori-kaichou. What brings you all the way here to our club room?" Sona nodded her head towards the girl. "Airi-san, Ryuuji-san here would like to view your all's club activities today. Do you think you could ask Hisaki-san if it was ok for him to do so." She paused. "Also inform her that me and Tsubasa would like to observe as well." The girl nodded before closing the door behind her.
To his credit, Ken merely raised an eyebrow. "I didn't want to observe Sona." Sona was a little confused. Most boys their age would be a mess trying to address a female by their first name. Sona caught herself however. This boy was from Europe. He was probably more comfortable using a person's first name. This didn't mean she was going to let that comment slide. "It's kaichou. I know you have been in Europe for most of your life so you probably don't understand the importance of-" Ken cut her off as he turned his head towards her, a lazy frown on his face. "No, it's Sona. If I understand honorifics correct, then the end word is used a differentiation of position. By attempting to manipulate me and my goals, you have lost all respect from me, Sona." He exaggerated her given name, pressing his point.
Sona was stunned. For one, he understood the honorifics in Japanese culture. Despite just having moved here, his files said nothing of a Japanese background other than having Japanese heritage. Not only that, but he used said system as a deterrent against her. By removing the honorific and title, he was basically condoning her to be less in his eyes. The second reason was his straightforwardness. Not many people could look you in the eye and tell you they had no respect for you as a person. That took guts. Sona quickly recovered herself though. Behind her, she heard light snickering. At least Tsubasa was getting a kick out of this.
Sona was saved from any more embarrassment when the door slid open. Standing there was Hisaki Momoto. Senior club president of the kendo club. "Kaichou, I did not expect you here today. Is there anything I can help you with?" Ken made note of how her eye warily glanced over at him. He couldn't necessarily blame her either. It had only been a couple months since school had started and she had to deal with the Perverted Trio at least twice a week. Her disdain of men must be quite high by now. Sona took the reins since Ken remained silent, "I was actually here just to make sure that Ryuu-san here didn't get in any trouble, he was the one looking for you." Ken simply raised an eyebrow at her now change in goals. It meant she felt wrongly about her actions. "So Ryuuji-san," she said stressing his name. "What can I do for you?"
While she was smiling at him, Ken could easily tell it was strained. Might as well get to the point. "I wish to spar with your most veteran members." Everyone's eyes widened at the statement, except Sona. Her serious expression marring her face. An evil grin shortly fell on the face of Hisaki. "Ohhh, the kouhai thinks he is all that. Sure, why not?" She said with a shrug of her shoulders. "I'm pretty sure some of the girls here would like to test themselves against a male." With that she turned around and made a following motion with her hand and entered the building. Ken, Tsubasa, and Sona soon followed inside. After opening another door, they got to witness the kendo team in action. All the members currently had their normal gear on with the exception of their helmets, and were doing overhead strikes against the air. Typical practice to become accustomed to the weight of a blade and to gain strength and endurance in the arms.
Everyone stopped with the entry with the entry of the four new arrivals, staring at them. "Mimi! We have a Junior who wants to spar with one of our members. Get geared and be back in five! Everyone else, setup the arena!" Hisaki called. A round of yes, Senpai resounded throughout the building before people began to dart into action. Seamlessly moving to be as efficient as possible. Taichou, Tsubasa-san, I'll get some mats for us to observe the duel. Sona nodded. "That sounds fine." Go ahead and get changed, be back here in five minutes. Ken simply nodded and wandered off. Hisaki deadpanned. "I didn't even tell him where the equipment was," she muttered. She shrugged her shoulders. It was on him if he wasn't back it was his fault.
Five minutes later, the kendo club was gathered around the arena they had setup. Mimi was dressed in the standard black kendo outfit with a face mask. Ken on the other hand was dressed the exact same, with the only difference being a kendo sword that he was studying. Hisaki's eyebrow was twitching. "Ryuu-san, where is your outfit. Do you expect to just spar in those clothes?" Ken just looked down at his clothes and tugged at his shirt. "What's wrong with it?" Hisaki sighed. "Your funeral I suppose. Anyway, the rules are as follows: Land a hit above the waist and I call the match, or two strikes below the waist and I will call the match. Should you disarm your opponent I will call the matches. The matches will be best three out of five. Are you both ready?" The girl, Mimi nodded while Ken simply shrugged. Take your stances. Mimi held her kendo stick out in front of her and clenched her fists. Ken took the sword and held it at eye level, pointing it slightly down to aim the tip at Mimi's chest. Shifting his body to the side, like a fencer would. He then took one foot off the ground, touching the foot to his inner thigh and leaned back slightly. Everyone was confused. This was possibly the most ridiculous stance they had all seen. Even Sona and Tsubasa were confused, having more than enough experience with a swordsmen. There was typically one key rule. Your feet should always be grounded.
To Hisaki's credit, she simply raised an eyebrow at the strange stance. Then she called it, "Begin!" Then it was over. It was possibly one of the fastest matches that the girls had seen. Most not even sure what happened. One second Mimi had struck out with the standard overhead swing the next, she had a sword poking her stomach. Then there was ken who looked incredibly bored. He looked over at Hisaki, "if this is the best you have, I'm going to leave." Hisaki was boiling. How dare he humiliate her and her club like this! Then he has the gall to tell her that! She and only a few others had actually seen what he had done. When she jumped forward with her down-swing. He was already moving. He had dashed forward, off the one foot, slightly shifted his body to allow the swing to barely miss him the struck out. Moving surprisingly quickly and had managed to land a perfect strike to her stomach. There was only one other person that could possibly beat him. Hisaki broke out of her musings and growled at Ken. "Wait here, I'll be back in five." Exclamations ran out among the crowd. It had been a while since the Hisaki had actually sparred against someone. The fact she decided to be the one to do it was quite surprising.
Five minutes later, Hisaki reappeared wearing her full Kendo gear. "Same rules apply," she said. "I have Sakura judging this spar." The girl now named Sakura said, "Prepare." Hisaki took the standard kendo stance. Ken however took a different stance. He brought the stick next to his head at eye level, kendo steck level with the ground. He then set his feet slightly apart, his feet facing the judge. Seeing both of them ready, Sakura gave the signal, "Begin!" A sharp clack was heard as soon as the 'n' was called and the two had already connected their swords, pushing against each other. "Ohhh, so you could block my first strike," Hisaki heard Ken say. "Let's see you keep up." Her eyes widened when she suddenly felt the force pressing against her leave. She recovered admirably though as she dodged under a wide swing by leaning back.
She noticed his stance had changed again. Before, his stance would suggest him attempt to stab and parry. Now his feet were wide, sword in both hands. He made the motions for an overhead swing and she brought her stick up to block it. Then she saw his smile and realized she had fallen for the feint. Ken quickly made an underhand swing aiming for her legs. Hisaki quickly brought down her sword to deflect the weapon, but was too slow. The stick slapped against her right thigh and then jerked down again and smacked against her outer shin. Sakura's voice rang out calling the match. They returned to their respective areas. Ken was bouncing up and down waiting for the match to start and Hisaki was watching him carefully. His fighting style was unorthodox, that much was for sure. Everything from that first stance to changing styles in the middle of a match spoke volumes of his practice in the art of handling a sword. She had to keep him on guard enough to not let him switch and take her by surprise again.
Sakura called for them asking if they were ready. They both gave their confirmation. Hisaki took her stance again and Ken took up his first stance, raising his leg into the air. Stick raised outward. Sakura yelled, "begin!" But neither moved, simply staring at each other. Their bodies were tense, muscles coiled. Hisaki reacted first choosing to try a diagonal swing, aimed at the back of his head. It would have connected, had Ken literally not drop to the floor like a rock. He just slipped his foot out from under him allowing him to free-fall. Hisaki was taken aback. He just gave up his footing to dodge? Absurd. However, she wasn't having any leniency with him, he already proved multiple times that he was cunning with a blade. Putting his opponents on the defensive with his unorthodox styles. So she quickly turned her swing into a vertical swing planning to hit him on his way down. She was just slightly too slow though.
As soon as Ken's hand touched the ground he rolled towards Hisaki, narrowly avoiding her stick. He then thrust himself upwards as soon as his roll was completed, lunging at her face. Hisaki dodged it, tilting his head to the side, his kendo stick passing centimeters away from her face. Ken gave her no time to counter-attack. He jumped off one leg pushing forward, turning his body in midflight and swung towards Hisaki. She had just enough time to bring her stick up as there was the resounding clack of wood as she managed to deflect the freakishly strong blow. It sent her skidding back slightly as her feet slid against the hardwood floor. She had no time to retaliate though. Another rotation and he was on top of her. Clashing sticks again. Each strike left her arms just a little more numb then the last. Another, and another. It was taking all she had to try and deflect these monstrous strikes. To everyone else, Ken had become a whirlwind of strikes. Spinning fast enough to make his body seem as if he was just a blur of flesh and cloth.
Hisaki brought her stick low to deflect the next spin, only to feel something strike her shoulder. She brought herself out of her daze. Ken stood there, back to her, arm across his body guiding his sword over his shoulder to strike her shoulder. She had been so hyper focused on his next strike, she never expected him to stop his momentum. Sakura quickly called the match. Hisaki let her sword slowly descend. She had never had a match where she was pushed to the defensive like that. There were always times for counter-attacks, or parry's. But his overwhelming force allowed none of that. That last minute he had become a literal natural disaster. She breathed deeply and exhaled. Only then did she notice the hand that Ken had stuck out. She looked up at him and saw that he had a small smile gracing his face. Her face heated up slightly. He was quite the looker really. Getting ahold of herself, she removed her helmet and took his hand. They shook and the rest of the kendo club gave their applause.
"Great match," Ken said with a challenging smirk on his face. Hisaki couldn't help but to return it. "You too. It's been awhile since I've lost like that. Reminds me that there is always someone more skilled than you. Though it definitely did not feel like a kendo match with your swordplay. Where did you learn those techniques by the way." Ken shrugged, "My dad taught me." Hisaki nodded in understanding. Her dad had also taught her the way of the sword. With that Ken returned the kendo stick he was lent and swiftly made his exit, followed shortly after Tsubasa and Sona.
"I'm impressed," Sona stated aloud. Ken turned back towards her and raised an eyebrow. "I was never under the impression that you were that good with a blade," Sona continued on. Ken just shrugged. "How often have we talked? I'm not really that surprised you know next to nothing about me or what I can do." Sona was slightly miffed. Seems like he hadn't forgotten about the entire issue with attempting manipulate him slightly. Her musings were interrupted by him speaking again. "Anyway, I need to get going. Gotta go do homework and make sure my dad doesn't stab himeself attempting to cook. No good, irresponsible parents." He muttered towards the end. Using a steady walk, he began to make his way off campus.
Sona sat there and watched the retreating figure of Ryuu Kintaro. A plan was forming in her mind. All she needed to do was execute it. Her neutral expression still planted firmly on her face she spoke, "Tsubasa, arrange a meeting with Rias. I think we may have a new additon to add to the student council." Tsubasa wasn't that surprised. After that showing of skill, only a moron wouldn't want Ryuu in their group. "Very well Kaichou." She began trotting off towards the Occult Research Building, where Rias held her club activities. Sona herself began moving towards the student council room. She had some files to dig up on a very interesting foreigner.
Later that day…
Rias bit her thumb nail as she observed the chess board. She was in quite the predicament now. She was down over half her pieces. Her king was pushed back against a wall, nowhere to move. Her queen was also taken as well as a bishop and a rook. She looked up at her opponent, the ever-stoic student council president, Shitroi Sona sat across from her. Though that was just her cover name. Her real name was Sona Sitri, a high-class devil belonging to 1 of the 72 pillars and king of a peerage of devils.
Rias similarly belonged to 1 of the 72 pillars. Daughter to the Gremory family, she is renowned as the Ruin Princess due to her proficiency with her family's Power of Destruction. Currently she is having a chess match with her best friend and rival, Sona. They had been friends for many years and even came to the human world together. Right now she was in a tight spot. Her king was pinned by Sona's rook, bishop and queen. Suddenly a light bulb came soaring into her head as she saw her knight. Moving it forward to protect the king she patted herself on herself for her resourcefulness. The sound of Sona's monotone voice broke her out of it though. "Checkmate." Rias world crumbled. Slowly looking up, she noted with much trepidation that she was in fact in checkmate. Sona had taken her knight with a bishop that had been hiding off in the corner, putting her into checkmate. Rias' head slumped and Sona had a small smile at her friend's expense. However, she wasn't here to play games today. She had business that she needed to discuss with Rias.
Making a swiping motion with her hand, the chess board was replaced by two student ID's. One Hyoudou Issei and Ryuuji Kintaro. Rias face got serious as she observed the two pictures. Sona started up the talk. "Right now, these are the two most promising figures for our peerages. As we have observed it appears Hyoudou-san has a sacred gear of some sort. We are unsure of the exact nature of said gear, as it is still dormant." Rias gazed at the hologram before responding, "Yes, we have been having our familiars keep an eye on him and it appears that a fallen angel has been sighted tailing him. So it may be safe to assume that the fallen angels know what it is that he holds." Sona placed a hand up to her chin. "Peculiar, for now let's keep observing him. We may be able to learn what his sacred gear is when the time comes." Rias simply nodded her head in affirmation.
"What about Ryuuji-san? What brought him up?" Rias asked. Sona was ready for this. "It appears that Ryuuji-san holds great prowess with a sword, having exceptional speed and strength for a human. Me and Tsubasa watched him spar the captain of the kendo club. Let's just say the duel was very one sided, and he didn't even look winded afterwards." Rias was impressed with this information. Hisaki-san, while she didn't show any super-human abilities, is a feared kendo practitioner. Placing third in last year's women's national tournament. Rias looked interested. Good, time to pull the hook. "His skill with the blade would suggest he would best be a knight piece, or a pawn. Though his true value could definitely be reached as a knight," Sona continued. Rias frowned at that. Sona was aware of Rias' little problem with her knight piece, and as a devil, Sona would exploit all means to obtain her goals. Even if it meant giving Rias a slightly bad deal.
"Well it sounds like that he won't work for me then," Rias ended with a sigh. Sona mentally applauded herself. Hook, line, and sinker. Sona looked at Rias with an intense face though. "Though, that leaves something else that is concerning to me. When I tried to have my familiar tail Ryuuji-san, it lost track of him." Rias knew that Sona's familiar was a Cerebane, a smaller and weaker version of the ferocious Cerebus. It was known for it's amazing tracking skills and its ability to breathe fire. The fact that it lost the scent of Ryuuji is a bit concerning. Rias bit the end of thumb nail as she thought about this. "I don't think that is really the main issue right now," Rias commented after a bit of silence. "We need to deal with the threat of the fallen angels in our territory before we worry about Ryuuji-san." Sona nodded her head. "I agree with that." With another flick of her wrist the hologram disappeared and they both got up and after a short goodbye, they headed off to do their duty as Kings.
Later that week…
It was Sunday and it was the best day of Issei's life. Why, you may ask? Because he had just gotten his first girlfriend and they were finishing their first date. Yuuma was her name. Issei couldn't help but get flustered over her. She was an A rated beauty after all. Standing at 5'6", she had a long silky raven hair with the most brilliant pale lilac eyes he had ever seen. It was like staring into tinted glass. Not to mention her amazing boobs and ass… Assets. He meant assets. Issei shook his head, they were at the park and he had taken her hand. They finally arrived at a park. Not a whole lot of people though. Not terribly surprising considering it was Sunday and it was getting to be quite late. Yuuma did a slight run to the fountain. And turned on her heels. Issei couldn't help but be stunned by her beauty once more.
"Say Issei," She said. "To commemorate our first date, would you listen to my request?" Issei couldn't help but get flustered. A kiss on their first date? He couldn't believe it. He was so lucky to be alive right now. He responded as best he could "of course! What's your wish Yuuma-chan?" She looked up at him with a smile filled with bloodlust. "Can you die for me?"
"Eh?" Was his intelligible response. "Could you repeat that, I think I misheard you Yuuma-chan?" So she did. She got right next to his ear and whispered "can you die for me?" Then right in front of his eyes, she began to change clothes. Issei couldn't believe the majesty that was her chest. He was so enthralled that he just barely heard the slow clapping. Yuuma heard it too, as she looked around to find the source.
"Man, you all put out one hell of a show." A tall man, was sitting on a chair with a bag of popcorn and a soda cup by his side. It took Issei a second, but he recognized the man. That was Ryuuji Kintaro, The Sage of Kuoh Academy. However, he never got to finish that thought as he felt a quick pain through his stomach, then numbness. He saw Yuuma holding a spear made of a red material that was piercing through his stomach. She pulled it out and whispered in his ear as she did so, "I will always keep the gift you gave to remember our time together. Issei's vision was fading. He fell back, blood draining from his wound.
Yuuma turned back to where the man was sitting, only to find the popcorn and drink that he had lying there. Then she felt it. A strange energy entered the area. One she had never felt before. Quickly turning, she formed a light spear and chucked it at the source of energy. What she saw would be scarred in her mind. Hunched over the boy she had just killed, the man dubbed Ryuuji had one hand over Issei glowing blue and the other hand caught her light spear without even looking at her. She hesitated. That was her first mistake.
He came at her fast. Far faster than any human had a right to be. He stabbed at her with her own spear. She dodged and dispelled the spear he had as she formed another in her hand. Ken was ready for this though, he dodged the spear with apparent ease. A smile was upon his face, like he was enjoying the fight even though it had just begun. She swiped at him with a spear and he ducked underneath it. "Tsk tsk tsk, don't you know that you are supposed to stab people with spears, not smack them with it," he chided. She attempted to stab at him again only for him to easily dodge it. He then got inside her guard and punched her in the stomach.
Yuuma felt her body collapse in on itself as she felt that strange energy emanating from him again. Spit then escaped from her mouth as she was launched at, then THROUGH the fountain in the center of the park. She righted herself and came to a skidding stop. That seriously hurt. How could a mere human deal that much damage to her? A fallen angel of her prowess? She growled and took off to the sky. "You got a lucky shot in there human. It won't happen again!" She created three more light spears and chucked them at Ken. Ken, moved at speeds that would have made Usain Bolt jealous. Weaving between the spears. He picked at his ear. "Is that all you got? I've seen better fighters from fledgling members of your race."
Yuuma smiled. Creating another light spear and twirling it in front of her, she took a stance to engage in close combat. "Good, glad to know my opponent isn't a filthy downer who is unaware of exactly what they're up against." Ken blew the ear wax on his finger away. "And whoever said that I was a human, eh?" He asked. Yuuma was taken aback, she had all the energies of what a human should be. "What's your name, boy?" She asked. Ken figured he would humor her. "The name is Ryuuji Kinjou, but you can call me Ken." Yuuma nodded. "I am Raynre, be glad to learn my name downer."
"So, are we going to get on with killing each other or are we going to sit here and get all friendly with each other?" Raynre smiled. This boy was speaking her language. To answer his question, she created four more light spears and launched them at Ken. Ken dodged them but as soon as he finished dodging Raynre was above him. She thrusted downward. Ken twisted his body out of the way, narrowly avoiding the blow. He jumped on his hand and attempted to kick Raynre, but with a great flap of her wings, she took to the sky again. Ken grunted and pushed himself up and back landing on his feet as another light spear erupted in the spot he had been standing in. Ken decided that flight was stupid. So, time to ground her. Another couple of light spears attempted to spear him through. He dodged it with as much grace as he could.
He needed to do this fast. He glanced over to Issei's fallen form. He stabilized him temporarily giving him five more minutes to live. He was pushing it right now. He had only a couple more minutes to end this fight. With that in mind, he pushed himself off the ground creating spiderweb cracks in the ground. Raynre wasn't ready for the grounder to jump straight at her, let alone actually reach her within a matter of a second. She wasn't expecting the drop kick to the shoulder immediately afterwards as well. She was sent careening down and smashed into the ground, creating a sizable crater, and kicking dust everywhere. When the dust settled, Ken was standing over Raynre. Raynre was looking very rough, she was covered in dust and grime. Two bruises were beginning to form on her previously flawless skin. Blood covered her back and mouth from the impact.
Raynre winced as she tried to move. That last attack had definitely dislocated, if not, broke her shoulder. She was out of options. She had lost, thoroughly. As Ken approached her Raynre raised her good arm and held out a hand. Ken stopped. "I yield she said. Ken shrugged and began walking towards Raynre again. Raynre begain to sweat. "Oh God, he is going to kill me," she thought. "I don't want to die, no, no!" He was right over her now. He raised his hand back, fist clenched. She closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. Then she heard a light spear impacting something solid. Opening her eyes, she saw her comrade Dohnaseek behind this boy, no, Thing. Attempting to stab through it with a light spear. But the tip didn't even pierce his back. Donahseek's eyes were wide. Ken turned and backhanded him with his fist, sending the Fallen Angel careening across the ground. Raynre saw her chance. She formed a light spear in her good hand and thrust it into his stomach. Praying to God that it would do something. Her wish came true. With a wet schlick,the spear went into the thing standing before her. Ken turned back towards her, eyes wide before he fell onto his knees and fell over. Just then, she felt demonic energy enter the area. Devils. Stumbling to Dohnaseek, he was picking himself up, putting his dislocated jaw back into place. "We're leaving, now!" She hissed and with a great flap of her wings, she set off. No one saw the red headed devil enter the park in a magic circle a smile on her face and and a skip to her step.
Inside Ken's Mindscape…
Ken slowly opened his eyes. He was lying on the grassy ground, the smell of flowers wafted into his nose. The sun was bright and slight breeze drifted through his hair. He slowly sat himself up. Looking around he noticed five balls of light hovering around him. Each one of a different color. Black, white, green, red, and purple. He frowned. There really should only be 4. Looking towards the fifth, he noted that it was a blood red color. Well, shit. There goes his whole dynamic.
Currently, he was in his mindscape. A place one can enter given enough meditation and practice. Here, he could see all of himself. Everything he was. Currently he was lying in what he called the peace setting. This represented his connection to nature and state of "enlightenment" he had reached through meditation. There was also the void, which was the place where all his negative emotions live and the elysium where all of his positive emotions lie. Typically though, he preferred here when in his mindscape.
Each orb around him represented a part of him. You see, there isn't a single being on the Earth or anywhere like Ken. This was because he is a chimera. A being with the genes of multiple different species. He was unique.
"Ah hatchling, you have returned to the nest," a female voice said. It was soft, and held a slight lilt to it. Ken turned his head towards the voice and gazed at the purple orb. This orb was his dragon genes. Dragons were such mighty creatures that they couldn't die. Even if someone were to kill a dragon, their essence would survive. Their essence however would float around forever, much like a ghost. However, most of the essences had been gathered by God to create the sacred gears for humans. The purple orb was such essence that had attached itself to him due to his dragon genes. Her name was Taliessen, or Tali, as she preferred to be called. She was a purple dragon and while not as powerful as say Great Red or Ophis, she just under there in strength rivaling that of Albion and Ddraig.
"Good to be back. I must say it has been a while since I've been here," Ken responded. He sat up and stretched his back popping. "Must you always make such a disgusting noise every time you come here." A deep guttural male voice growled out. Ken turned toward the black orb. This was his demonic genes. He didn't really understand how it grew sentience. After he had achieved the ability to enter, it had started talking a few weeks into him going in and out of his mindstate. He gave it the name Asura, since it apparently didn't have one. They had discussed how he gained sentience, but Asura was unsure himself of how he came to be. One moment he didn't exist, the next he just did.
Ken glanced at the other two orbs. The green one, represented his youkai genes. Then there was the white one. Just like the red orb, he was unsure of exactly what gene he had that caused it to come into existence. He had a few ideas, but nothing concrete. The red though was brand new. As far as he was aware of, these other four genes had been a part of him since birth. That means his genetic code was altered. Peculiar. Though it looks like it wasn't strong enough to completely overwrite his genetic code, since the other orbs were still here.
"So, what have I missed?" Ken asked.
"Oh, nothing much really. Time passes faster in here than in real time. I think it's been a few weeks since you last visited though." Tali commented. Ken nodded his head.
"Like the woman said, nothing much. But I do have to congratulate you in kicking that Fallen's ass. That was quite amusing to watch," Asura said with a chuckle. "Next time, you should hurry and deal the finishing blow instead of playing around, it nearly cost you your life and the boy's."Ken merely wave him off.
"I have to agree with the Demon hatchling. You should've finished the girl quickly. I admit you were unaware of her ally, but that is no reason to not finish the fight more quickly against a far inferior opponent." Tali chimed in.
Ken sighed. Your right, next time I will be more prompt in defeating my enemies. The two orbs seemed to glow slightly more in acknowledgement of his words. Just then Ken felt a pull on his body. He looked over and saw a forest and a waterfall with a small pond that the waterfall was dumping into. That's strange, he didn't remember that being there last time he was here. He took a step towards it, then another.
"Oi, brat. Where are you going?" Asura asked. Ken looked incredulous.
"Do you two not see the massive waterfall?" He asked. He imagined the two orbs having eyes and peering behind him. Just then he felt his body get lighter and the light leave his eyes as he was pulled out of his mindscape. Silence reigned the mindscape for some time before Asura spoke up.
"So, it's time."
"I thought we would have more time than this."
"That is sadly not the case." The orbs began taking form. One turning into a massive purple dragon and the other into a vaguely, black human shape that's form continually moved. It's body never appearing to stay in one place.
"His true heritage has awoken/His true heritage has awoken" They said at the same time.
A/N: Well how was that? So yeah, as you can guess, Ken is very strong. Having genes of dragons, demons, youkai, and now devils, he is strong in his own right. However as you saw he does have weaknesses. His genes from the dragon side make his entire back as hard as dragon scales which are resistant to just about anything. Same with his head, neck, and legs. However his stomach and chest region in the front is a vulnerability. You will see what other abilities his other genes allow him to do later. Though I would like to add that he is not in any means overpowered. While he can take on 2 and 4 winged angels, he would have a very hard time taking on 3 winged angels and above. This puts him at about a Mid-High tier level as far as devil rankings goes. He will obviously grow stronger as time goes on but for the time being, that's where he is. Also I'm taking ideas for pairings for this fanfiction. So if you have someone you want to see Ken get with, please comment!