Hello there, Skylinemaster here with another DxD story. This is the first pure Highschool DxD story I have done in a while, and it is going to be based on Qlippoth and the Evil Dragons. I hope that you enjoy it.
"Speech"
Disclaimer: I don't own Highschool DxD
Hell. A place of suffering found in many Judeo-Christian based religions. There are countless versions of this place found in many cultures, all of which resemble the actual place.
The Chinese believe in Diyu, a place where there are eighteen levels of suffering, and people are placed in the level based on crimes they committed during their lifetime.
The Japanese believe in Yomi, a world of Darkness ruled by the Shinto goddess Izanami. A place of eternal suffering and damnation, it is a place that no one will ever escape from.
Alas, however, most of these places are just distortions of the real thing. There is a hell, but the Christian notion of seas of fire, or drinks of flaming water are false.
Hell, or as the various inhabitants prefer, the Underworld, is vastly different from the Christian portrayals.
The Underworld for one has about the same size as does Earth, but vastly larger land mass due to the fact that the Underworld has no oceans.
Secondly, there are numerous parts of the Underworld, but the two largest territories are in the hands of the Fallen Angels or the Devils, but now the territories are unified into one big territory.
There are also other parts of the Underworld, each controlled by a different mythological ruler. There is Cocytus, controlled by the Greek god Hades, which is in the deepest part of the Underworld.
There is Mictlan, a section of the Underworld controlled by the Aztec god Mictlantecuhtli, and his wife and goddess Mictecacihuatl.
There is however, one section in the far northwest of the Underworld that no single faction lays claim to, or even inhabits.
The geography of the land itself is quite the enigma. Here, frozen streams crisscross deserts, which are laying at the foot of mountains taller than Mount Everest. This section of the Underworld comprises twenty percent of the entire Underworld, but it is so brutal that most life forms couldn't live in it for an extended period of time.
Here, where weather violently fluctuates with violent hail storms, to month long sandstorms, and where temperature can vary from near absolute zero to one thousand degrees Celsius, it is safe to assume that there are very few inhabitants. The creatures that reside here are mostly unknown as the weather conditions forbid Devil or Fallen Angel scientists from studying them, but it is known that creatures such as the Lamia, Telchines, and Greek mammoth, are able to survive here.
This unforgiving section of the Underworld is called the Axis Mundi, a land where beings go to die if they have a deathwish.
There are very few geographical locations in the Axis Mundi beside the Sarkissian Desert, and the extremely tall Naraka mountain, one of which is Sydonay cave at the base of the Oray Mountain, the tallest mountain in the Axis Mundi, and indeed, the entire Underworld.
Deep inside the Sydonay cave, stalagmites can be seen overhead on the mouth of the cave, and frozen ice residing right next to the rock stalagmites.
The Sydonay cave, unlike many places in the Axis Mundi, is more than capable of sustaining life. The temperature in the cave is above negative one-hundred degrees Celsius, a temperature in which most Devils would die at, but a temperature that is uncomfortable, but survivable for another species.
What could possibly survive in such unforgiving conditions?
(Sydonay Cave, Axis Mundi, the Underworld)
Laughter can be heard inside the Sydonay Cave. A distinctly female laugh is heard, echoing in the various tunnels and passageways leading into the cave. Afterward, a rough, male chuckle can be heard, and on top of that, a refined voice can be heard talking. The source of the laughter is coming deep within the Sydonay cave, from a hallowed, unnatural lair near the back of the cave.
"Rizevim has made his move already?" A soft, feminine voice said.
Here, in the room illuminated by torches on each wall, there sit four thrones. Each throne is made from the rock material that surrounds it, and the thrones protrude from the walls. A woman is sitting on the throne from the North direction, facing the center of the room as are the three other beings in the room.
The woman is a beautiful woman with radiantly glowing beige skin, flowing auburn colored hair, and golden color eyes. The woman has a voluptuous figure, and is wearing a flowing black gown that runs down to her feet.
Her body is adorned with many types of golden jewelry, many necklaces, earrings, and chains crisscrossing her body.
To her left, there is a heavily muscled tanned male with the body of a man, but the head of an ox. The man is wearing a simple black toga, as is the slender blue skinned man with scales that is sitting opposite of him. The scale man has a messy head of black hair and green eyes that pierce the darkness in the room.
"Indeed he has sister. He revealed himself in Romania." Ox man said in a baritone voice.
"Twas a foolish move. Announcing intentions like that. He got that from his father." Scale man said in a raspy voice.
"Lucifer…" a third male voice in the room lowly growled. All three of the other beings looked at the male at the south side of the room.
The male is the silent one out of the group, barely talking, and if he does, muttering a few words here and there. This being is with a black hood covering his head and shielding his face, dressed in black armor from head down, and is wearing a black body suit underneath, not letting one inch of his skin be seen.
"Yes, Lucifer's son. " The woman said as the hooded one slowly mumbled something under his breath.
"So, what is our course of action?" Ox man asked.
"It is quite simple brother. We shall meet up with Rizevim and begin the unsealing." Scale man said as the three beings looked at the hooded being, who simply sat still.
"Isn't it far too early though? We might risk getting exposed should the process take too long." The woman said, explaining her fears about the process.
"Indeed sister, that is a rational fear. Nonetheless, we should finish this before the enemy consolidates together and gains too much strength." Scale man said, reassuring the lone female in the group.
"What you say is good, brother." Ox man said to scale man.
"Indeed brother. Shall we proceed to Rizevim now?" Scale man said, getting up from his throne. The woman and the ox followed his lead and stood up too. After a few seconds, the hooded figure also stood up and walked over to the female of the group.
"Proceed to the safe house where Rizevim is. Come, let us make haste." The scale man said to his comrades as he vanished from the room in a brilliant flash of light.
The ox man was next, teleporting from the damp room, leaving the hooded figure and the woman together.
"Come now, brother. It is only a matter of time." She said, holding her hand out to the hooded figure. The figure clasped her hands and waited as the woman summoned a magical circle that teleported both of the beings out of the room.
(Hyoudou Residence, Japan)
Things are rather chaotic at this moment in time at the Hyoudou residence. This unassuming six story mansion is the headquarters of team DxD, the task force assembled to combat Rizevim Lucifer and his faction in the Khaos Brigade.
As such, this mansion houses Angels, Devils, Dragons, and even a God. There are over sixty people living in the mansion, which is chaos after receiving this message from Michael, the King of Heaven and the successor to the God of the Bible, himself after he arrived at the Hyoudou Residence.
"We have felt the energies of Tzaphqiel, Sariel, and Remiel." Michael stated as everyone settled down after the King of Heaven called everyone to gather around for a meeting.
"Um, aren't those three Seraph?" Issei asked the current God of Heaven.
"You don't know Issei-kun?" Irina asked sadly.
"These Angels were my brothers, fallen from Heaven after they were discovered giving information to the Khaos Brigade." Michael said as everyone recoiled from this new piece of information.
"They fell and haven't been felt until today. Raphael has been staying in the Underworld, constantly on the watch for their auras to appear and they did just that. They appeared in a small warehouse inside of Astaroth territory." Michael stated somberly.
"Michael, how does that deal with us? We are meant to fight with Rizevim, not these Angels." Azazel said, stepping up in front of the crowd.
"Azazel, the thing is that we have reason to suspect that these three Seraph are working in conjuction with Rizevim in his plot to revive 666." Michael said as Azazel rasied his eyebrows.
"Ah, that is interesting. So you want us to investigate?" Azazel said as Michael nodded.
"Yes, we shall be going together to investigate this." Michael said.
"What, we?" Irina shouted out.
"Yes, I, will be going with you. Please take care of me." Michael said as he did a slight bow, catching everyone off-guard.
"Michael-sama! It is an honor to work with you!" Irina and Xenovia shouted in unison.
"Um, Sensei, who will be going to the Underworld?" Issei asked Azazel, who simply chuckled.
"That is a good question! Rias and her peerage, Sona and her peerage, the Angels, Sun Wukong, Yu-Long, and…" Azazel started.
"Vali. What about your team?" He finished.
"Sure, I've been waiting for a good fight. These Angels should be able to satisfy me." Vali said as the rest of the room sweat dropped.
"And of course, Michael and I will come." Azazel said as everyone that was called stood up.
"Alright, let's go." Michael said in a calm voice as everyone nodded and summoned their magical circle.
(Warehouse deep within Astaroth territory)
Astaroth territory, beautiful territory located on the Eastern side of the Underworld. Home to factories and workshops alike, this area is considered the prime center of manufacturing in entire Underworld.
As such, there are many warehouses, built and owned by Devils to house Devil made goods that are either exported out of the Underworld to the Human world, or sent to Devil-friendly factions throughout the world.
Right now, there is a fraction of the DxD team stationed outside of a warehouse in the country side of Astaroth territory, far away from the industrial centers, so this is a rather strange choice for a warehouse come to think of it.
This facility is abandoned as no one felt life forces coming from inside of the building. Everyone, except two beings.
"Can you feel that, Michael?" Azazel asked the Angel and his former brother.
Right now, everyone is outside the abandoned warehouse, prepping their entrance and exit strategies just in case of anything goes wrong.
Azazel, not talking to anyone, just stares at the massive warehouse in front of him, which simply looks like an airplane hangar from the outside.
"So you feel it too." Michael said calmly.
"This aura, I haven't felt it in over ten thousand years….." Azazel said calmly.
"It's him, isn't it?" He added.
"Don't be ridiculous. He died a long time ago." Michael said rather rudely, breaking the façade of his nice personality.
"Don't lie to me Michael." Azazel said, grabbing the Angel by the arm and staring into his eyes.
"I'm not sure if it is him. He is supposed to be dead. I saw him die before my very eyes." Michael said, jerking his arm back and staring at the Fallen Angel.
"Are you ladies done arguing right now? We have a warehouse to investigate." Sun Wukong said, getting in between the two twelve winged beings.
"Yes." Azazel said, not breaking eye contact with the Archangel.
"Indeed. Is everything ready?" Michael asked.
"Indeed. The Sitri peerage is maintaining the barrier outside, so nothing can get in or out, so there is no chance of escape of these Angels." Sun Wukong said happily.
"Alright." Michael said before taking a deep breath. Michael looked at the DxD members as they all approached the door.
Michael opened the massive hangar doors, as everyone rushed through them.
There was no one inside, but the factory definitely is Khaos Brigade affiliated. There are shipping containers upon shipping containers, for as far as the eye can see. Six, seven, and up to ten containers were stacked upon each other, creating a massive sea of red-colored containers.
That wasn't what caught the attention of team DxD. On the walls, there vacuum sealed pods. Inside of the pods, there are dragons. The mass produced dragons that are similar to those encountered by the Gremory peerage in Romania.
Right now, these dragons are simply inside the liquid filled pods, sleeping until they are needed for battle.
"Definitely Khaos Brigade." Azazel surmised. Clapped could then be heard inside of the dark and damp warehouse, putting everyone on guard.
"Very good my brother. You were always one of the smarter ones." A refined baritone male voice said.
This shocked Azazel. He hadn't heard that voice in over ten thousand years. He was supposed to be dead,.
"Show yourself!" Michael demanded. Michael too was shocked. He was sure that he died as he saw him dying right in front of his eyes. This complicated things, for Michael. Everyone assumed that he was dead, but apparently not, he survived.
"What's the rush, little brother? You aren't happy to hear from me after all these years?" The male voice taunted.
"Hehehe, fine. I'll come out, brother Michael."
A figure jumped from the stack of shipping containers, and landed in front of team DxD. It was the scale headed man from earlier.
"Long time, no see Azazel, Michael." The scale man said as everyone readied their weapons.
"Sensei, you know this guy?" Issei asked Azazel as he brought out his Sacred Gear.
"You didn't tell them about me brother? I am hurt." The scale man said, putting his hand on his chest to feign hurt.
"I am Chemosh." He said, getting a gasp from Irina and Xenovia.
"Chemosh?! Detestable God of the Moabites?" Irina said in a shocked voice.
"Well, that is one name the Humans call me." The scale man said in a rather disgusted voice.
"But, you know what the name Father gave me was, right Michael?" The scale man said in a questioning tone as everyone looked at the Archangel, who was gritting his teeth.
"Hehe, what's the matter, brother? Cat got your tongue? Well, I'll be nice and reveal the true that you and Father hid from the Humans and the world." He said as his skin shifted to a light color. The scales disappeared and his skin became a tannish color.
At the end of the transformation, the scale man is actually a very handsome man, with looks rivaling that of Azazel and Michael.
"I am Chemiel. Archangel Chemiel, older brother of Michael."
I hope you enjoyed that. I am actually surprised that I uploaded this during the weekdays, but since I had extra time this week, I thought I would give all of my loyal readers a treat. This fanfiction will be a rather short series that will probably be seven chapters at most.
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