CH.2 Returning Annoyances
Two sisters, Shiroka Tenjou, and Camilla Quarta are on a mission from Michael to inspect activities at a castle in the snowy mountains in Russia. Michael has reason to believe that some rogues are tapping into forbidden spells that have been long lost until recently. Moreover, he's even more concerned that a certain individual is behind this matter.
Camilla is searching through a library and is flipping through some laid out books. She wears a long black and blue coat with a red dragon sewn into the left shoulder and a violet wing sewn into the other. She also wears a blue zip-up hoodie/vest underneath this coat, a navy muscle-shirt beneath that, and a pair of dark blue pants and brown leather cowboy boots. She also wears a bright blue wristband with a buckle on it on her right hand. She has her mother's eyes and has dyed her hair green to contrast her twin brother, Seiken, as he lacks the green strand; her hair is shoulder-length and she keeps is straight while her bangs dangle above her eyes. She has a weapon on her back that resembles a great knife with an ornate etched above the base of the blade surrounded by a gold trimmed, black frame; the blade is gold. It also has a strange lever next to the handle. She also has a gun holstered at her thigh. She prefers male clothing over female clothing because she finds it more comfortable, but it's clear she's female from her bust and face.
She is getting bored at this mission because she hasn't gotten to do much but look through some empty halls and flip through some books. Upon checking some scattered books, Camilla simply walks down a hallway and completely ignores the decorum.
"*Sigh* why do I always get the boring crap. I don't even care about finding that traitor."
Upon reaching a corner, Camilla hears the sound of footsteps and reaches for her gun, a double-barreled Smith and Wesson with a black wing insignia on the side of the barrels. She slides around the corner and points at the source, but only sees that is someone dressed as a preacher, a man. She casually comments.
"That's a nice way to get yourself shot."
The priest replies in a relieved tone.
"Yeah, I don't wanna get shot before I get try out my newest toy."
Camilla looks at his side and sees a sword that looks like a demonic sword. This gets her wondering as she asks.
"What kind of holy sword it that?"
The priest pulls it out and in an odd manner, explains.
"I can't tell you that; unless you show a sexy good time."
Camilla is a little weird out as she replies.
"Excuse me?"
The priest then adds, in a vulgar way.
"Come on, I've been dead for over twenty years, and frankly, I haven't seen a hot piece of ass in way WAY too long! And I need to see some tits or something! So come on!"
Camilla puts her finger to her chin as thinks and says.
"Wait, I've heard of this before. My dad said that he met a rogue priest like this. Said he was like having a bunch of ticks on his nuts. I think he said the name was…Fried Seltzer or something stupid like that."
The priest then snaps and shouts.
"It's Freed Sellzen you little bitch! Freed fucking Sellzen!"
Camilla backs off and replies in a somewhat defending way.
"Whoa, didn't mean it like that. But…(pulls out her gun and gets more serious) if your that itchy nutsack my dad talked about, then I've gonna have to take you back with me, and find out how you're back and shouting obscenities again."
Camilla points her gun at free and retaliates immediately by pulling out his sword and strikes Camilla's gun out of her hand and attempts to slash again quickly. Camilla moves out of the way, and pulls out her sword and sticks it in the ground as she twists the handle causing it sound like she's revving up a motorcycle. Freed whistles a little at this sight and comments.
"Well well, I think may have been barking up the wrong tree. I guess I can't complain, though; cause I'm gonna look at your insides anyway when I slice you up!"
Camilla revs her sword again and casually says.
"If you want a fight, then come."
(Author's Note really quick: I am about to do something I have never done in any of my fics before, and I want to just see how this flies. These are very welcomed to be ignored and I will never do this again if requested of me. Also, if you do happen to use the suggestion, I trust your judgments on the calls.)
BGM: Baroque and Beats from DMC4 at 0:40 of the song
Freed readies his sword and the two immediately go at each other with Free having his psychotic grin. They clash swords, Camilla holds her with her left hand, and free goes with his right hand, and start to insult each other as Camilla opens while they constantly deflect each others blows.
"You know, Seltzer, I could probably pick WAY more women than you with that date rape face you got."
Free sticks out his tongue as he laughs and retorts.
"Oh yeah? Tell ya what, we have a bet to see who can pick up the sexiest devil bitch, and the loser has to watch."
Camilla grabs her sword with her other hand and swings hard enough to push free back; she then adds.
"Better idea; how about the winner gets to throw the loser off a cliff."
Freed looks a little confused as he wonders.
"How can how you even win both ways with that?"
Camilla sticks her sword in the ground again and answers.
"Because I'm not gonna lose."
She then revs her sword again and the frame around the ornate turns red as she calls out.
"Destruction!"
She then revs the sword rapidly as the blade begins to glow a bright shade of crimson. Seeing this display gives Freed even more vulgar ideas. Before Freed can say anything, Camilla threatens him.
"Say anything about my hands, and I gonna cut you in ways that'll make much less of a man. Then again, at five-foot-three, you can't have much down there to cut anyway."
Freed then rushes at Camilla again but with much greater speed, but she spins with her sword and blows Freed back again and even causes some the walls around them to crack. Freed gets back up fast and pulls out his gun to fire. He fires three times and hits Camilla in the forehead once causing her to slightly bend over backwards. Freed then vulgarly says.
"See, all you needed to do was bend over backwards like I asked, and I wouldn't have had to put in a bullet in your head."
Camilla stands up straight again and retorts.
"Ha, I wouldn't even let in the same room as my mother's douche bag, douche bag!"
Freed then shouts with irritation.
"What the shit! You're supposed to die when I put a holy bullet in your brain."
Camilla taps the hole in her forehead and explains.
"Well it hurts like hell, but it isn't enough to kill me. Just one of the pros of joining Nero Angelo."
Camilla sticks her sword back into the ground and starts revving it up rapidly and makes it glow even brighter than before. She then smiles as she says.
"Hope you like seeing your own skin fly off."
As Camilla is readying her next attack, someone jumps in front of her and kicks her in the face and knocks her down. It is another young girl about sixteen years old. She is wearing a gray short-sleeved top with red lining and accents and a tiger-printed design running up the chest in the center between red linings. She also has a torn cloth made from white tiger fur that reaches the back of her knees and is open in the front; she is wearing red pants with a black wing on the front of the right leg, and a red dragon design on the back of her top. She also is wearing clawed greaves on her feet. Her hair is white, and is worn similarly to Koneko's, but has the tips of her hair dyed brown, and her eyes are the same as Koneko's as well. She is Koneko's first daughter Shiroka. She also has her ears showing, with a brown spot on the back of the left one, and her tails are worn in belt fashion around her waist. She looks at Camilla, who is now on the ground rubbing the back of her head which hit pretty hard upon impact with the floor.
On a plane heading towards a tropical island resort
The girls, their children, former Duke Gremory, Sirzechs, Venelana, and Issei's parents are all on route to their vacation spot. Due to the size of the family, they had to get a private passenger ship, which Sirzechs had reserved once Shuri was born because he knew way more were coming at that point.
Asia is in coach as she has once again volunteered to watch the smaller children. In total, there are twenty-three children riding in this section. Asia is wearing a plain white dress with a sunhat on. Like the other girls, she has shown little signs of aging despite being her forties. Her hair is slightly longer now.
(For fan-shipping purposes, I'll let you, the readers; determine the ratio on this one.)
How they love her. Asia makes an announcement to the children since they've been very good on this trip thus far. She happily tells them.
"Since you've all been so very good so far, I have a treat; me and your grandma Hyoudou, made small cheesecakes for each of you."
Asia then unwraps a tray of very small cheesecakes of varying flavors. As she starts passing them to each of the children, someone says.
"Hey, got any extras of those?"
Asia looks at the end of the section and sees Vali, who casually holds up his hand in a greeting manner. He teleported in moments ago; he was also invited to join on this vacation due to him being involved with Issei's children. He has even trained some of them to master their dragon abilities.
In a tropical town on an island
Issei, now wearing tropical clothing; a fruity buttoned red shirt, black swimming shorts, and sandals, is walking around with the girl who claims to be his daughter. He thanks her for the clothes but is wondering.
"Hey, uh, Saya, why did bring me here? I mean I'm mad or anything, but it just seems weird."
Saya, with a chipper demeanor, answers.
"That's easy; my father isn't around that often. He's been swamped by his super insane schedule. I just wanted to spend some time with him without ruining his schedule; so I thought this would be the best compromise."
Issei lightly tugs at his collar like he's about to be called an A-hole for being an MIA dad. Saya waves her hand is disagreement as she lightly eases his worries.
"Don't worry, you're just really famous. I got some cool powers from being your daughter too, so I don't mind that much."
Issei sighs with a little relief, and then he asks the obvious question.
"So, who's your mom? Is it Rias? No, you'd probably have her hair, plus she doesn't violet eyes."
Saya quickly answers.
"Irina Shidou, okay."
Issei then wonders with a slightly confused expression.
"Wait, so I married Irina, and not Rias or Asia?"
Saya then happily tells him.
"Not at all; you married Rias, Asia, Akeno, Xenovia, Koneko, Kuroka, Rossweisse, Ravel, and from what I know, you have a little fling going with Ophis. Plus, I've got over a dozen siblings because of this."
Issei casually says.
"Oh really, that's co…."
What she just said now hits him fully. He pauses for a few seconds and appears to faint, and he immediately jumps very into the sky a lets out a big.
"YYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Saya shrugs a little since she kind of expected this reaction. She then notices something coming closer to her and Issei.
"What the?"
A creature with sickly green skin and leaf-like green hair emerges from nowhere. It is wearing a simple pair of brown shorts with no shoes as it hobbles over to Saya. Issei lands back on the ground and drops on the creature before it can get too close. Issei crushes it with his landing, and Saya inspects the body as Issei's drop killed it. Its blood is green and a little like syrup. Saya quickly realizes what it is.
"This is a cultivated demon."
Issei isn't familiar with this at all, so Saya explains.
"A cultivated demon is basically like a vegetable. Devils grow them in fields and use them as basic laborers. They can follow basic commands, but they aren't capable of complex thinking. I wonder why one is her in town, and not out in a field or construction site or something."
Issei's eyes widen as he looks around and suggests.
"Uh, how about we ask those guys?"
Saya looks up as they are now about to be swarmed by this vegetable demons. Saya summons her katana, the one she used when she summoned Issei. It is a sword with a black blade, a blood-red tsuba, and a dark-blue handle covered in white cloth. She wields this sword with her right hand and summons a plain-looking katana in her left hand. Issei equips his gear and the two prepare to fight the small army of cultivated demons. Saya lets him know.
"Cultivated demons are a pain in large numbers. But they're still weak overall."
Issei and Saya charge at opposite ends to take on one side of the demon army; as the two fight the army, three fallen angels from atop the roofs, two females, and one male. They watch as father-daughter pair shows their stuff.
