Hello there, Skylinemaster here with a second story in one day. This one is a Supernatural DxD crossover

"Speech."

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Supernatural or Highschool DxD

I glanced to my right, and there stood two of my brothers, each armed with an Angel blade.

"It doesn't have to be like this."

I tried to reason with them, but I don't think it will work. I glanced at my closest brother, AbnerAbner, lying in pool of his own blood. He wasn't stabbed with an Angel blade, just beaten down.

"We've done our duty for thousands of years, on Heaven and on Earth, it will be the same."

One of my brothers, Suriel, said as I frowned.

"Okay then, I'd die free than live a slave."

I brandished an Angel blade as the grins on their faces grew.

"Good, I was hoping you would say that."

I watched the movements of the two in front of me, Suriel moving to the left, and Raziel to the right.

I dodged a thrust from Raziel, and countered her strike by stabbing her in the stomach with the Angel blade.

She died as Suriel punched me in the face and knocked the blade out of my hand.

I was knocked to the ground with a kick from him, and saw Suriel standing over me, smiling.

"This is something we've should have done eons ago."

I glanced to Abner one last time before impending death.

"Hey."

Abner shouted, causing Suriel to look back. Abner smiled, blood is seen on the teeth of his vessel.

"At least, you will live, brother."

He rolled over and there I saw it.

An Angel Banishing Sigil, written in his blood.

But what happens now?

Metatron closed the gates. Even if we are banished, where do we go?"

"Thank you for everything, brother."

He smiled at me as his palm pushed down on the sigil, causing a white light to appear as my body flew into the air, rendering me unable to move.

I was transported to somewhere far.

Very far. I travelled through a void, an empty space devoid of all life or being. A plain white expanse that went on forever before throwing me here.

I was somewhere up in the sky, observing the birds take flight as the sun is going down.

"Please, I want to live."

An open prayer.

The one of many I hear at this point in time.

This one though, far different from the rest. Far stronger, far closer. It is almost drawing me into to it.

I travelled towards the source of the prayer.

I found its source, lying on the ground. It was a young teenager, and looks to be what Humans call Asian.

He is lying in a pool of blood as I continue to look at him. He will die soon, if nothing happens. I try to communicate with him, to see if he can understand me. I want to take him as a vessel, as he is compatible and there is a deep power within him that I can feel.

"Can you hear me?"

I tried asked him telepathically.

"W-who are you?"

He responded in Japanese, but I can understand. Us Angels are blessed with knowledge of all the tongues of man.

"Do you want to live?"

I asked, ignoring his previous question.

"I want to live."

I continued hovering over him.

"Then let me in. Just say yes."

I need his permission to inhabit him as a vessel.

"Yes, just save me."

I obliged. I went into his body, and inhabited it.

I went into his soul, and found his consciousness there. The setting is a park, the same one where I found him. He is staring at the fountain before turning around to see me.

"Who are you?"

"I am an Angel of the Lord."

I responded back.

"Are you the one that saved me?"

He asked.

"Yes. You were dying, and issued a prayer out. I responded and you said yes. Tell me, what is your name."

I did not know of this youth's name, and what to know.

"Issei, Issei Hyoudou."

I hesitated.

"Issei, right now, I am saving you. You need to let me heal you, therefore you will be trapped within your own memories. Is this fine?"

"Yes, do whatever it takes to save me."

"Very well then."

I was just about to leave before his voice called back to me again.

"Wait. What is your name?"

He asked as I hesitated at his question.

"My name? My name is…Ezekiel."

I was inspired to write this story by The Rage Addiction and his story of The Old Ones.

If people are interested in this, please review. Otherwise this will stay a one-shot as I have planned it to be.