THIS IS JUST FOR FUN! I will not be continuing my previous DxD story, due to the multiple negative comments, which turned me off to writing it. Like this story if you like it, and if you don't, good for you, I couldn't care less. Constructive, not overly mean, criticism is appreciated.

A/N: This story takes place in Japan, but starts out in America.

The 16 year old Mark Andrews was a fairly average guy, with curly brown hair, and bright blue eyes. He had decent grades, a few friends, and was on the local track team. He was a nice guy, going out of his way to help others, even if he risked getting hurt. His only notable moment, was when he was in the local newspaper, being commended for saving a family of five from their burning house, sustaining multiple third degree burns, and a deep cut going from above his left eye, across the bridge of his nose, ending about an inch below his right eye, which was given to him by a piece of burning wood falling from the rapidly deteriorating ceiling. The burns healed, but he still had the scar from the wood, although it didn't really bother him. He thought it made him look quite handsome.

Mark was walking home from his school, track practice having recently ended. He had his headphones on, and was blasting 'House of Memories' by Panic! At the Disco, when he heard a shrill scream. That by itself wasn't uncommon in the seedy neighborhood he lived in, but he didn't expect to hear it in a residential neighborhood like the one he was walking through. He looked to the side an saw a sallow man with greasy, shoulder length black hair, standing in an alley and holding a knife to the throat of a stunning woman, easily the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was about 5'5", with silver hair that went down to her waist. She was wearing a torn blue button down, and white jeans.

"Come on, babe. All you need to do is give me some head." The sleazy man croaked, one hand groping her sizable chest.

Mark reached into his pocked, and pulled out his switchblade, which was quite common for someone that lived in his neighborhood to have. He dropped his backpack and rushed towards the rapist and the woman.

"Let her go!" He shouted, not wanting her to accidentally get her throat cut if the man got surprised.

The man turned and glared at Mark with bloodshot eyes.

"Fuck off, kid. You don't know what you're getting into." The man spat at the pathetic human who dared interrupt his fun.

Mark shook his head, saying nothing. The man shoved the woman to the ground, eliciting a squeal from her, and rushed at Mark. The man thrust his knife, but you pick up some street smarts living in the place that Mark did. He slid to the side, slapping the back of the mans hand as well as his wrist to disarm him, and stomped on the inside of the attackers knee.

"You little shit! You actually managed to hurt me!" The man laughed, watching Mark kick his knife away.

The man then flared a pair of bat wings out of his back. Mark gasped and stumbled backwards, but did not run away. Seeing that the man was occupied with flexing, thinking he had scared away his small opponent, Mark took the opportunity to kick the man in the solar plexus, winding the devil and knocking him to the ground. The brave boy then straddled the man and put his switchblade to the devils throat.

Suddenly the woman screamed; "Look out!"

Mark had time to look down, and see the man firing a small red-black orb from one of his fingers, which impacted against Mark's shoulder, and exploded. Mark screamed in pain as he felt his skin slough off, and his muscles liquify. With the last of his strength, he slit the mans throat, then fell to the side, his vision going dark.

Vali P.O.V

Vali watched the small boy, who couldn't have been older than 13, rush her attacker. She had gone to the human world to kill the stray devil Vladimus, but the jarring transition of her first visit to the human world had temporarily robbed her of her power. She had been looking for a place to lay low till her powers came back, when Vladimus had found her, and pulled her into the alley, where the boy had happened upon them. She watched in awe as a human had taken down a full grown devil. All of a sudden, she had seen Vladimus forming a small ball of energy on the point of a finger. She had just yelled her warning, when Vladimus had sent the attack, heavily damaging the boy, then dying as the boy slit the demons throat with the last of his strength, before keeling over, dead. She gasped, and ran over, having recovered just enough power to summon her evil pieces. She was setting a pawn piece on the boys chest, when it glowed, mutated twice, and pulled the other pieces out of her hand, all of which mutated twice as well, and the 15 pieces sunk into his chest. (A/N: In this story, Vali does not yet have her peerage.) The boy began rapidly healing, his shoulder growing new muscles and skin, and his heart restarting. The boy gasped and sat up, scrambling away from her.

"What the hell just happened!? I thought I died!" He exclaimed, grabbing at his formerly mutilated shoulder.

Vali sighed. "I can help explain everything. Just give me five minutes."

The boy nodded, and she told him how the supernatural is real, Sacred Gears, who she was, how the Evil Pieces work, why she was in the human world, and why she chose to save him. She also told him about the odd scenario with all of her evil pieces being absorbed by him. Surprisingly, the first thing he did after she finished speaking, was get on his hands and knees, repeatedly apologizing for taking all of her Evil Pieces. She laughed, and told him that the number of pieces used represented the receivers current latent power. She said that given how many pieces he took, he, as a devil, was already as powerful as a High-Class Devil.

Mark P.O.V

Mark gasped in surprise as she told him about how powerful he already was. Suddenly, everything went black, then faded away to show him and Valiana standing on a white floor, with no visible ceiling or walls.

"Where are we?" Mark asked.

Vali was about to reply, when a different voice cut her off.

(A/N: I know that Mark will be crazy powerful, but he and Vali will be fighting super strong enemies as well, so it all balances out [Except for one of his Balance Breakers, which is total hax].)

"Your mindscape." An unbelievably sultry voice said.

Mark looked around. "Where are you?" He asked frantically.

"Here." The voice replied.

A stunningly beautiful woman appeared in front of him. If he had to choose, he would say she was sexier than Vali, but only barely. She had pale skin, long blonde hair, and piercing red eyes, slightly darker than Vali's. She was wearing a sleeveless leather chest piece, that covered her bust, which was about 100 cm, only a little larger than Vali's, and most of her torso, with the exception of her belly. Her arms were clad in fingerless leather gloves, that went up to her shoulders. She had a leather belt on, decorated with small skulls on the sides, and a flowing piece of black cloth covering her genitals. She was wearing fishnet leggings, and black leather boots that cut off mid thigh. She was also wearing a dark grey cloak, with the hood down. In her right hand was a scythe. The bottom was adorned with a golden bauble, and the top had a long silver blade.

(A/N: Scroll down to the third picture.)

"W-who are you?" Mark asked, taking a few steps backward so she was out of his personal space.

"Me? Oh, I'm the Grim Reaper, but you can call me Azraela, or Zeze for short! !" She exclaimed happily. "And I'm one of your Sacred Gears, [Death's Embrace]!" She added.

"One of them!?" Mark asked incredulously.

"Oh, yes! You've also got [Will of the Four Horsemen] and [Gate of Babylon]!" She said, hugging Mark happily and pulling his face into her cleavage.

"What! No one has had either of those two Sacred Gears in centuries, and I've never even heard of [Death's Embrace], and I know a lot about sacred gears!" Vali exclaimed.

"So, how do all of my Sacred Gears work?" Mark asked, having finally freed himself from his pillowy prison.

"Well, for [Death's Embrace], you can summon my scythe. It is really powerful. You can also eat souls from those you kill with this scythe. Doing that heals you of all injuries, and if you're in perfect health, it will give you an extra life, as well as the strength of the person who's soul you eat. For example, if you eat the soul of a man you killed with this scythe, and they you are killed, all of the power you got from the man will leave you, as well as his soul, but you will be healed of the injuries. For your Balance Breaker, your scythe will effectively one hit kill everyone, and you are temporarily immortal for the duration of the Balance Breaker. For [Will of the Four Horsemen], you are able to summon four weapons, each with an attribute of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. For your Balance Breaker, the weapons turn into the Four Horsemen and their horses, and they will fight for you for five minutes. This ability can be used once a day, but keep in mind, each of the the Four Horsemen are easily as powerful as Shiva, the third most powerful being in the universe. Finally, [Gate of Babylon] is kind of like the legends. It contains all of the weapons of Gilgamesh. The Balance Breaker lets you summon up to a hundred of the weapons, as well as make extremely skilled knights to use them." Zeze said, finishing her long winded explanation.

(A/N: I made up [Death's Embrace] and [Will of the Four Horsemen. I got [Gate of Babylon] from Type-Moon.)

"Holy shit!" Mark exclaimed.

"Ya think." Vali said, bonking him over the head.

"Now, I need to get some beauty rest, and you two need to figure out what you are going to do now." Azraela said, waving her hand dismissively. (Not the one with the scythe in it.) Marks vision faded to black, then receded, revealing the alley where he and Vali were crouched.

"Well damn." Was the first thing Mark said.

Vali nodded. "I have to say, I can see why you used all of my Evil Pieces." Vali said with a laugh.

Mark nodded mutely. "Yea, but how are we going to explain all of this to my parents? If I'm going to be a devil, and the main base of operations for the supernatural world is in Japan, and I'm going to need training, and also need to be near you cause I'm your peerage, and right now we're in America, and and my shirt is all bloody, we're going to need an excuse." Mark said in one breath.

"Ok. Calm down. Enough of my powers are back, so I can cast a Glamor Charm on your clothes to make them look better." Vali said, casting the charm, fixing up his clothes.

"Secondly, my grandfather, Rizevim can have your parents transferred to Kuoh for work." Vali said, putting a hand on Mark's shoulder to calm him down.

(A/N: In this fanfiction, Rizevim is going to be a good guy, and Vali's father is the bad person, because Rizevim is never portrayed as good, and why not.)

"Ok. Thanks, Vali." Mark said, pulling Vali in for a hug.

Vali hugged him back, blushing heavily, even more so as she realized she was slowly becoming attracted to her new peerage member. Peerage. Whatever he should be called. Unbeknownst to her, Mark was having thoughts along the same line. 'Oh my God. She actually let me hug her!' Mark thought happily. After a minute of hugging and red faces, Vali finally broke the hug, looking away so as not to let him see her blush. 'Why does he have to be so damn brave and cute?' She thought to herself.

"Alright. Lets go." She said, holding out her hand. Mark took it and she helped him stand, although after he was on his feet, neither of them let go, choosing instead to blush and look away from each other.