Well! Here is the second chapter, on the same day as first even! Now, I already have 4 reviews, and i'm actually happy about that, but I would like a bit more to the reviews than just 'That was good' or 'I look forward to seeing more' Either way though, I'm happy that I got reviews at all, and on the first chapter none the less! That is the first time it has happened for me. Just going to say this though, you're guys reviews and support is what gets me writing. Keep the reviews coming and the chapters will do the same.

With that said, I saw a review asking about the whole Pairing deal. This will NOT be a harem story. Serafall and Vipre will be a one person pair type thing. There is also the fact that a Maou which Serafall with still become, cannot have harem. Considering that Vipre had stated that he didn't want one either, will put it at a one pair pairing. For those who wanted a harem, I'm sorry but it's not going to happen.

Either way, here is the next chapter, I hope you enjoy this.


In the 12 years that Serafall and Vipre had met, they had gotten closer, and ended up being each others first friends. They had become close enough, that Vipre had even told her his last name, yet despite the fact that her family and his hated each other, she didn't care, and neither did he. Vipre had even stated that he would follow Serafall to literal hell due to the simple fact that she was his only friend.

Serafall had grown to where her hair was still close to knee length, but she had become more beautiful than cute, as she was when she was 5. She had a darker outfit on when compared to before, which consisted of a plain black skirt, with some stockings of the same color. Her shirt was a white, poofed top, something that was popular in the human world apparently, with a black vest over it. This was her more reserved casual wear, as she loved pink.

Vipre on the other hand, had grown up to a height of 6'2 and he wasn't quite done growing yet either. He had a brown trench coat on, though under that was a plain black T-shirt, with the Vassago magic seal on a necklace that reached just above his chest. He had a pair of brown slacks, something that was popular with men in the human world, and a pair of steel toe boots.

Today, however was the day that the two would meet once again, though the conversation Vipre had earlier today had him thinking a lot of things over. He knew that a war would eventually break out, but to think it would break out so soon...

Vipre was walking through one of the many halls of the Vassago Villa when a servant ran up to him, with a nervous expression "Message for you young master."

Vipre raised an eyebrow at this, but didn't say anything right away. Seeing how the servant was nervous, he was worried about something, so Vipre gave a reassuring smile as he said "It's alright, you don't need to worry so please tell me what you need to."

The servant quickly bowed, before he said "Master Primo requests your presence in the elders chambers. He tells me it is urgent, and that you are required to drop everything for this. I am terribly sorry."

Vipre waved the servant's worries off as he stated that it wasn't that big of a deal. He did, however, tell the servant that he would be leaving later today for some errands. It had become enough of a routine on Sundays, that no one questioned it anymore. Not even the elders questioned it anymore.

Vipre glided along, the bottom of his trench barely staying above the ground, giving anyone who looked at him the impression that he was floating, though he wouldn't use his magic for frivolous reasons anymore. When he passed by a few of the maids, they blushed at him, but he didn't even look their way. No matter what anyone said, he knew the maids thoughts towards Him, and the fact that harems were common in devil society, he wouldn't want one no matter what anyone tried. The future of his clan be damned.

When he reached the elders chambers, he made sure to knock loudly, before entering the chamber. The chamber was as he always remembered it, reminding him more of a pattou more than a chamber, as there was no roof, yet it had wards to block rain. There was green satin drapes hanging as well via magic that Vipre traveled under to arrive in the main part of the chamber.

In the center sat Primo, as well as the other three remaining Vassago's, which were the three elders. The elders had grey hair, and one of them was a woman, but other then that they were extremely unremarkable. The second Vipre's boots touched the ground, the flour looked towards him, while Primo gave a hard look and said "Vipre. As you know, you are not yet old enough to run this clan, but you are old enough to come to meetings such as this."

Vipre gave a respectful nod, before he asked "Then may we get to the chase of this meeting?"

One of the elders smirked as he said "Right to the chase I see. Then we are here to discuss the beginning of the end for the Anti-Satan faction, starting with the Sitri."

After that, it took everything in Vipre's self control not to attack the elders and his uncle at the same time,but he knew that doing so would be dangerous. He could beat them, but the simple fact that they had more experience was the problem. The elders had more than a millennium worth of experience together, while his uncle was more than 300 years old. The biggest factor between them was experience.

Vipre scowled at that, but continued to the park to meet Serafall. He expected her in her pink clothes this time, but when he arrived to the park, he was surprised, and disappointed to see several guards at the park instead of Serafall. No words needed to be exchanged either, as Vipre held his hands up, making sure that no magic was going through his hands, and showed he wouldn't fight them.

Walking out of the group, was a tall man with the characteristics all Sitri had, however his expression was not something that Vipre was used to. The look was one of suspicion, and of contemplation.

"Why..." The man started "It doesn't make much sense. Primo Vassago would have tried to kill all of us. What makes you, his nephew, any different?"

Vipre looked the man dead in the eye as he said "I love Serafall Sitri, and I will not fight any of her family." Those simple words sent something akin to a shock through the men around d Vipre, but he didn't stop "I am not yet ready to admit such feelings, let alone see if she is the same, but do what you will, I won't lift a finger other family."

The man stayed silent for a few minutes, before he motioned with his head "Restrain him. Willing to fight or not, it's safer for the both of us."

Vipre nodded his head in agreement, as he held his hands behind him so that the Sitri guards could put magic canceling handcuffs onto him. He gave one more look towards the still unnamed man, before walking towards the Sitri manor by himself, even though the guards were near him.

On the way through the streets, a line of people looked on watching the Sitri walking a prisoner down to the manor. After a few feet, one of the people, a male by the voice, yelled out "It's a Vassago!"

Not even a second later, the crowd started to Give boo's, and Jeers towards Vipre, but he kept a calm head, and held his head high. Whether these people pointed their hatred towards him, or his family, he wouldn't falter from their gazes.

Vipre struggled to keep his balance when what felt like a tomato hit him in the side of the head, but that was the straw that broke the camel's back. The crowd surged forward, to which the guards rushed in front of Vipre and blocked the crowd that tried to attack him. The same happened to the sides of him and behind him even, leaving the leader, and Vipre both stuck in the middle.

Vipre looked at the guards, and with a look towards the leader of the group, he overloaded the handcuffs, something that caught everyone off guard, before he started used a spell "Ye av den kraftfulle, bli blåst bort fra denne residensen! Vinden bombe!"

A forceful amount of wind appeared in the area, forcing every person, except for the guards and the two in the center. The strength of the wind wasn't enough to hurt anyone either, but, right after, Vipre groaned and started to show signs of exhaustion. He started to fall to the side, but the man who had talked to him caught him, to which the pale brown haired man gave a tired smile.

"Sorry... I didn't think they would listen to reason... Please, just hurry..." The Vassago said, before he lost consciousness.

The Sitri gave a frown towards the man he caught, before he picked him up and said "You heard the man Boys, we need to move, and fast. The townspeople are starting to get up."

Even if the Sitri hated the Vassago, the guards that captured Vipre, were unsure of what to think when it came to the young man they had captured. The one thing they all knew, however, was that Serafall wasn't going to be happy.

Vipre was sitting in a tree, at eight years old, his blue eyes looking up towards the sky with a small smile. His eyes trailed away from the sky, however, when someone called him. Looking down he saw his first, and only, friend, Serafall Sitri, smiling up at him. Vipre jumped off of the branch he was sitting on, landing in front of her.

"Vivi-tan!" Serafall grinned as she jumped at him, enveloping him in a hug.

Vipre, in response gave a playful scowl "Vivi-tan? What right do you have to call me that Sera-chi?"

Serafall scowled back at him, letting him go, though she smirked not even a second later. Vipre was slightly confused as to why she was smirking, that was, until he tried to move, only to find his feet frozen to the ground. The Vassago boy let out a 'Whoa' as when he tried to walk, he almost fell over.

"Serafall! Come on, you know it's unfair of you to use your magic on me!" Vipre whined, looking at her with a slight pout.

As it turned out Vipre hadn't told her he was a Vassago at this point, but he had played it off that he wasn't very effective with wind magic just yet. That was partially true. He wasn't as effective with wind magic as his uncle, or even the elders, but he was better than every other devil that was not part of the Vassago family, at least for his age. There is the fact that wind magic was extremely rare for devils to practice as well, so there wasn't much competition.

Serafall let out a giggle towards Vipre "Vivi-tan is stuck it seems! What are you gonna do now?"

Vipre let out a scowl, before he charged his legs with a small amount of wind magic. The amount used was enough to show that he had control, but not enough to give away that he was a skilled wind user. The charged leg broke through the ice,showing that any devil skilled enough could break that.

Giving a smirk towards Serafall, Vipre said "I think I got out."

Vipre started awake, looking around with wild eyes, before seeing he was in a room that looked like a prison cell, and the memories came back to him. The crowd, his use of magic. Then he went through the dream he had before. That was a long time ago, and in honesty, it was one of the memories that he would remember no matter what. Those memories were the reason he had said he loved Serafall. Blood feud be damned.

Vipre's gaze snapped up when a man walked into the room. He had the Sitri hair color, as well as the eye color, but the shade of Violet was what caught Vipre's attention. It was the exact same shade that Serafall had.

"Lord Sitri..." Vipre said in a soft tone, but he didn't let his eyes leave the man in front of him, as doing so would have been disrespectful.

The Lord of the house of Sitri didn't say anything for a few minutes, but eventually, he said "Soca informed me that you love my daughter. You must realize the Feud between Your family and mine."

Vipre gave a nod "Yes, but I do not support my Family's views. They do not realize that the old ways are slowly killing us without the fallen or holy even attacking us."

"I must say that is a surprise." Lord Sitri stated with an even look "Your uncle has been known as a warmonger, and your family's elders have been just as bad."

Vipre let out a laugh at that statement "Warmonger is too nice of a term for them. They have plans to attack you. Them along with the Glasya-Labolas and the Agares."

"Wind, fear, and invisibility... Those would be enough to get rid of a good many of the fighters we have." Lord Sitri stated with narrowed Violet eyes while turning towards Vipre " Why are you telling me this?"

Vipre's electric blue eyes flashed, showing something akin to fire in his eyes "I want my family to fall."


Chapter finished!

Ok, just going to come out and say it, after this,the chapters are going to break 3000 words at the very least. The reason for this is because the devil faction war is going to break out next chapter. Keep in mind that a lot of the 72 original devil clans went extinct due to the faction war, not because of the war against the fallen and holy angels. Vipre will also be the only Vassago to survive the war, as i'm not going to kill off my character no matter what. Either way though, the chapters will be long due to the fights, and the fact that i'm going to be switching to watch Serafall here and there as a way to show how I imagine her and all that.

Here are some questions I leave you with.

What will Lord Sitri do with Vipre?

What do you think Serafall will do since her friend is imprisoned?

How do you think the war will really begin?

Will Vipre be able to help the Sitri win the fight?

With those out of the way, I bid you ado, and I hope to hear from you soon!