The plot bunnies are bouncing in my head again.
WARNING: I DESPREATELY need a beta for this story since I know jack shit about DxD, considering it's been some time since I read the volumes, or watch the anime. I'm taking all the knowledge I have from the wiki, and all the manga from online and clips from Youtube.
So, sorry in advance if I get something wrong.
If there are any betas out there help me, please!
The pairings… Yeah. It's up for the readers to decide.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Highschool DxD. Each franchise belong to their respective owners.
Enjoy, Chapter 1 of,
RIDE TO HELL
Exorcists.
Those who fight for the Church, the Biblical God, and Angels. Exorcists are noble, caring, and kind to their allies, children, and fellow brothers and sisters. They carry the will of God, and purify Devils, Fallen Angels, and Monsters. Creatures of the dark, that lurk at night, feasting upon the innocent.
Though, there are some Exorcists who stray from the Lord, from their teachings, and ally with Church's enemies. Some stray because of having innocent blood on their hands, some because of having a forbidden relationship with Devils themselves. The very creatures they sworn to slay.
And some stray because they kill without remorse.
Standing in an altar, was a man dressed in the robes of a priest. He was, old, in his fifties or sixties. He had a balding head with grey hair on the sides.
His smile looked slightly on the insane side, gripping the dagger in his hand tightly as he looked at his fellow brothers and sisters who had strayed from their heavenly father.
He cleared his throat and straightened his posture.
"My brothers and sisters." He started, "We gather here tonight, to carry out the will of our Lord and savior, and our father."
As he talked, the man looked amongst the crowd of men and women dressed similarly to him as the moonlight shined down the broken window of the abandoned church they currently resided in. Illuminating the interior while the candles lighted the sides.
"Though the Church believes that we have strayed due to our methods to deal with our enemies, to simply kill those we have raged war on for centuries…" His eyes glinted with malice and insanity.
"I am here to tell you, that they are wrong!"
The man's words earned shout of approval and applause from the gathered men and women, cheering the man on.
"In this day and age, the Church is overrun by fools who forbid us from killing humans." He sneered hideously, "Nay! Humans are have dealt with the Devils over, and over again! They never learn from their mistakes, and continue to do so to stratify their greed and lust!" The crowd was silent, listing intently to the priest.
"Every era, it is the same." He snapped his fingers.
The door behind him opened, and two Stray Exorcists came out, dragging a bound and gagged man, along with two women in the same state. Metallic shackles on their feet and hands, refusing them to escape.
The two Exorcists dragged the three onto the altar.
"On your knees, Heathens." One of the guards ordered coldly, forcing the three down, showing the man and women in full display in front of the crowd.
The priest looked at them with disgust and anger.
The bounded man manage to spit out his gag and looked at the priest with pleading eyes. "P-Please! I needed do it! My wife and child-!" The priest kicked him in anger, successfully silencing the sobbing man. "Quiet, worm." The priest hissed.
The old man gestured towards the three. "My brothers and sisters, these… vile Heathens! Dare make deals with the Devils! To sell their souls and became their servants!"
He grabbed one of women, the brunette, by the hair and dragged her in the middle of the altar, displaying her in front of the Exorcists.
"Let us purge them from their darkness."
The crowd roared in agreement.
"Oh Lord above! We ask of thee to guide this poor lost lamb back to the path of the light and into your loving embrace once again as we purge her and her companions from their sins!"
The woman screamed and frayed about, but it was futile as she watched, helplessly as the priest brought the dagger over his head.
He grinned viciously.
"Be joyous, my child, as I cleanse you and the others."
Clapping was heard from the back of the church.
The sound filled the halls of the building, and echoed off the walls, temporarily stopping the priest.
"Who dares-!?"
"I dare."
The crowd started to separate, dividing as a figure walked towards the altar.
He was young, judging by the boy's youthful face. Between seventeen or sixteen. He had wild, untamed, blond hair, spiking in different directions around his head. A black leather motorcycle jacket covered his torso, zipped up and mainly revealed an orange shirt beneath, black gloves covering his hands.
A silver cross on his neck.
His jeans were slightly dirtied, and his black boots were in the same state as his pants.
The priest looked down at the boy's blue eyes, before widening his eyes when he noticed the three scar-like lines on his cheeks.
"Oh… You."
The priest sneered.
"You dare disturb this sacred ritual, boy?"
The blond snorted. "Sacred ritual? You're just lunatics killing innocents, under the Lord's name no less."
The crowd murmured and whispered amongst themselves, looking at the intruder in shock and anger.
The priest stayed silent before…
"hahahaHAHAHAHA!"
The man's laugh permeated and bounced and echoed, as he held his gut with both arms.
He sneered and stared at the insolent boy.
"You speak as if we are committing wrong, but tell me… How can you say that when you sided with that whore of a nun?!"
The blond's eyes narrowed.
The old man only grinned.
"Oh? Have I touched a nerve? Is the former Holy Priestess a touchy subject, Uzumaki Naruto?" He scoffed, "Bah! That whore never deserved that title after she healed a Devil…"
He looked down on the boy in front of him, "And yet… When you, yourself, has committed treason by siding with her. You accuse us of treachery." The old man sniffed.
"Who are you, to judge and decides us guilty or not?"
The blond gave the priest a look filled with sorrow mixed with pity.
"I'm not the one who decides."
Suddenly, he flinched, as if he was hit physically, and collapsed to his knees.
The blond's retinas started to turn a burn, turning into a flaming yellow color.
The skin on his head started peeling and burning, his hair scorching.
Naruto flinched in pain and turned his head to the side, breathing heavily. His skin burned and charred, turning into flaming wisps that scattered like ashes.
He uttered a low growl and turned his head to glare at the priest.
Half of his face torn apart, leaving his flaming skull for the Stray Exorcists to see.
The crowd stared at the boy, aghast, horrified and shocked.
The priest let go of the woman and stepped back in shock and fear, the crowd doing the same.
"W-What madness is this?!" One of the Exorcists exclaim.
"He's a monster!"
"The Church was right to excommunicate him!"
The priest stared at the young blond fearfully, "A Sacred Gear…"
"No."
By now, the blond's skin and hair was completely burnt, leaving behind his skull, now ablaze. He glared at the priest with hate, his burning orbs staring back at the man's beady black.
His entire figure was now a skeleton surrounded by hellish flames.
"My curse."
Furious chains erupted from the flaming skeleton's bony hands and pierced the one of the incoming guards. The flaming chain burst from the man's chest and he soon fell forward after it was dislodged. The skeleton leaned his body to the side when the other guard attempted to charge at him.
The Stray Exorcist died screaming as his body burned.
"Get the heretic!"
Most of the Exorcists were impaled by the barraged of flaming chains and fire that burned and charred their forms in an instant. The lone skeleton grabbed another by the neck and wrapped the burning chains around the Exorcists neck.
And then promptly used him as a make-shift rag-doll, swinging the screaming Exorcist around, hitting and impacting other Strays.
"All of you… GUILTY!"
More and more started to join in the fight, generating their light weapons and helping their brethren. It was all for naught, when the skeleton tore through the Exorcists with ease, leaving behind scorched corpses in his wake.
As the young man fought Exorcist after Exorcist, several began to panic, rushing for the large, peeling, and rotten door of the church in an attempt to escape their death.
The skeleton saw this, and brought its gloved hand to his mouth and whistled.
The sound of a motorcycle filled the church, rolling in like thunder. Its engines purring with power and ferocity.
The Exorcists reaching for the doors stopped with gasps, or cries of outrage as a burning streak that soon turned out to be a burning motorcycle blocked their exit.
The chopper had a normal headlight, two pikes at its side as fire covered the front and back wheels. Its gas tank and back looked demonic. The front forks were styled like chain links that ended in pikes. The frame was a dark, chromatic steel.
Fire filled the wheels, covering and licking the tires, engulfing them in its flames.
One foolish Exorcist tried to move the chopper, to no avail, burning the man's hands and himself in the process.
"You're not going anywhere!"
Immediately, the chopper roared to life, and revved up. It soon took off, speeding across the church, breaking the pedestals, pews, and objects laying about, even running over other Exorcists.
The Exorcists trying to escape backed up as the chopper raced around the now huddled group, effectively creating a ring of fire, surrounding the former priests and nuns, burning, and choking them to death.
The others that didn't follow their cowardly comrades trained their guns on the skeleton and fired.
The light bullets passed the skeleton's clothing harmlessly, while some hit his shoulders and arms, causing the rider to take a step back.
He chuckled mirthlessly, his voice, once smooth, now growly and demonic-like. "Your bullets may harm me… But…"
Within an instant, the hellish skeleton swiped his chains at the gun wielding Exorcists, making them drop their weapons, watching helplessly as the guns melted in the ground.
The rider ran to the nearest Exorcist within a second, and grabbed the man's neck. "Your useless toys won't stop me."
With that, he threw the man with force and strength, seeing him impacting and landing on another Exorcist.
One of the Exorcists charged with their sword drawn, only for the rider to duck under the man's swing and delivered a flaming punch to the head.
The Exorcist was sent to the ground, breaking the church's tiles, and remained there as his body fell limp.
"Take this!"
A lucky Exorcist managed to send a right hook to the skeleton's jaw, breaking the lower half as it hang loosely.
The Exorcist stepped back in shock as the skeleton placed a hand on the broken bone…
And snapped it back in place with a resounding 'crack'.
The skeleton wagged its finger, mocking the futile attempt to hurt him.
"Uh, uh, uh…"
He punched the Exorcist in retaliation, feeling a sense of satisfaction when a crunch was heard as the Exorcist was sent flying into a wall, taking down one unlucky comrade with him.
The skeleton then tilted his head back when one more tried to stab him with a holy sword.
The rider grabbed the offending appendage holding the weapon, pulling the Exorcist close and struck the man's larynx, breaking his neck in the process.
"For the glory of God!"
The skeleton dodged another swing from one more Exorcist and grabbed his face with his skeletal hand.
He growled. "Glory, nothing."
Soon, the Exorcist started to scream as his skin started to melt and burn. Sadly, his cries of pain were unheard in the chaos, being muffled by the rider only served to silence him.
He soon dropped the dead Exorcist, not minding as the corpse fell down to the ground beneath him.
For a brief moment, the rider looked back at the altar, watching as the three captured people left via backdoor, the man who was kicked by the priest, looking at the skeleton with a fearful, but thankful look before slamming the door behind him.
Now, only a handful of Exorcist were left, the others, either burnt, a corpse in the many, fortunate enough to escape, or were part of the handful that were left.
"All of you… Will burn!"
Chains erupted once more, furious flames started to surround and overwhelm the Exorcists as they desperately tried to fight back the ongoing barrage of metal and fire, to no avail.
When the deed was done. The skeleton cracked his neck, before looking behind him in a menacing glare.
"You think, you can escape me?"
He slowly approached the altar, where a quivering and shaking blob of black and white was found.
With a growl, he grabbed said blob and pulled him up with one hand, the blob, revealing to be the priest.
The skeleton glowered at the fearful priest, before recoiling his flaming skull in abhorrence.
"The darkness in your soul disgust me…"
"P-Please! Spare me! I-I was only doing o-our heavenly father's work!" The old man blabbered and begged.
"There is only but one fate, for the guilty."
Roughly forcing the old priest to stare at the skeleton's flaming orbs, the rider spoke, "Look into my eyes! Feel the pain you've caused upon many!"
The priest screamed. He screamed long and loud. His shrieks were music to the young man's ears. It was an incoherent sound.
The sound of true pain and suffering.
"…D-Demon!"
The old man dropped like a sack of potatoes, and slumped to his side. His once beady black eyes, now like crisp and burnt, much like charcoal.
The skeleton looked at the dead priest before turning around and leaving the now, silent church.
As he stepped into the cool and crisp air of the night, the rider look to the side and, soon, his flaming chopper appeared like a streak of light.
He gingerly straddled the bike and gripped its handle bars tightly, revving it and enjoying its thunderous purrs.
As the skeleton rode off into the night he muttered one last thing.
"I'm coming for you, Sellzen…"
"Your retribution is near."
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