A/N: So here's the second chapter... published a day before Valentine's Day because I finally have a girlfriend. To all you lanky literature/anime/video game nerds in glasses here's to you! You can do it! You can get that girl!
Er-hem. Now, that aside, there is the apparent issue of the fact that:
1. High School isn't obligatory in Japan.
2. Most people assume that this re-write will be the same as the original.
3. People are either saying that Kaguya will one hit K.O. The Great Red, or that the reverse is the case.
The first one, I didn't know about, but i'll still find a way to roll with it. The second is expected, seeing as everyone is using the basis of the previous fic to judge the re-write. Here's the thing, this is AU, and from this chapter you'll sharply notice the difference. Finally, the third issue is just pointless.
I will make it clear on that issue: I don't care.
I don't care about who is stronger, and I'm not going to base my fic using someone's 'Stat Sheets'. I'm here to write a compelling story, not argue about the strength levels of fictional beings. So if the Great Red wins, deal with it, if Kaguya wins, deal with it.
Finally, to those amusing flamers who ignored my pm... (I'm looking at you Zentari-chan) thanks for taking time to read my fic and i hope you keep reviewing!
Now let's go!
The Devil's Dark Knight
Prologue: Exodus
Dimensional Gap
Ophis watched with fixed curiosity as the battle between the Great Red and the strange goddess raged on, blasts of fire, energy and gravity being warped and shot throughout the entirety of the massive space of nothingness.
Her home was getting too rowdy for her liking.
Irrespective of which, the battle had begun seemingly evenly, but Ophis quickly realized a factor that she had seemingly missed in all her time in existence.
She had greatly underestimated the strength of the Dragon of Dragons. No, not just his strength, she had also underestimated his intelligence. He was a being who could detect the weaknesses and strengths of his opponents in seconds; he was a being who drew power from the infinite dreams of life forms.
She would need to improve the number of people in her Brigade if she truly hoped to chase him out. Recent events had also made her to re-evaluate the usefulness of the young man who had been thrust into the Gap.
He could still prove useful to a great extent, and as such she had bequeathed him with a gift, which in turn had a side effect. The boy's power was too vast and too great, as such she had needed him to maintain anonymity otherwise on entering the world he would have garnered the attention of every god and every faction.
She had then injected bits of her power into his system, reaching towards all his gates and every last kentetsu in his system to seal away all the excess energy which poured out of him. It would have the unexpected side-effect of sealing his ability to use chakra however, but she had thought ahead.
The seal was temporary, as her power was incapable of holding back the boy's chakra continuously for an extended period of time. By then however, she'd have had him join her Khaos Brigade, so there was no real reason to be worried, it wasn't like he could possibly get himself killed before the seal wore off.
Her 'gift' however had been something else entirely. It would simply amplify whatever genetic ability or specialty he possessed and take it up to eleven. For instance, using it on someone with the Bael Clan's Power of Destruction would maximize the potency of that ability to the point in which the very energy of that person would be destructive. The person's very sweat and blood would possess the same destructive power as the genetic ability, and would corrode through whatever it impacted. Essentially, the closest comparison would be comparing his power to a guitar, and then her 'gift' was a loud speaker which would broadcast the sounds of the guitar and make it much louder.
She however had no idea as to what Genetic ability the young man had possessed, or if he even possessed a genetic ability whatsoever. Though, she'd have to find out eventually. She had originally assumed it would be a bad idea to amplify the hidden powers of someone whose strength was unknown, but she was the Dragon God of Infinity. She had no fear of him defeating her. If he refused to join her crew, she'd simply find a way to strip him of his power and hand him over to the goddess.
Her attention snapped back to the battle once she spotted the goddess crash into a floating pillar of earth with a pained grunt.
It seemed the battle was slowly reaching its conclusion.
Kaguya panted as she stared at the beast before her, unable to believe that she of all people, with all the power at her disposal, was slowly losing ground. It wasn't that she was losing, no, it was that she'd never been fought close to a draw before. Admittedly, she hadn't expected the being in front of her to be so resilient.
And she had been met with a rather harsh culture shock.
"How is it that my Truth Seeking Balls are not fatal you? It is capable of negating all ninjutsu, and yet, your flames are not dispersed by it."
"That's because I'm not using Ninjutsu."
"What? Then how are you…"
The Great Red grinned he sported several scars as well, but the phrase 'you should see the other guy' applied quite well in his situation "It had come to my attention during our battle, that you have an unlimited amount of chakra in your system. And that is your limitation."
"I do not understand where you are going with this." Kaguya had a quizzical expression on her face, unable to understand what the being was saying.
"You only have access to just that, chakra. It seems you originate from a world of purely chakra wielders, your techniques all utilize chakra, and your defenses all require chakra." The great red explained.
"As such, even the fire which exists in your world possesses chakra, in which those annoying floating black balls could negate, as it negates the chakra in the elements. I however, do not use chakra."
"Impossible! All beings require chakra to live! You cannot exist without chakra!"
"That is your mistake woman. This is a different world and as such, different rules apply here. In this world there are several forms of energy in such as ki, reiatsu, mana, magicka and prana, which exists alongside chakra." Kaguya appeared entranced by his words, never once imagining that other forms of energy existed in the world other than chakra.
"You have never fought against an opponent who wielded energy other than chakra, you are too tailored to fighting opponents wielding it, and as such several techniques which would be fatal to most of your kind can be shrugged off by myself with ease. And that is why you are destined to lose."
"Impossible…" Kaguya muttered her eyes wider than ever. She was the priestess who had eaten from the God Tree, the most powerful fruit in existence, she was the woman who had sired the legacy of the Sage of Six Paths. Her one defining trait in life was that she was all-powerful, there was no contest, no challenge. No one could defeat her, not even her sons or her own children, and the most they had ever been able to accomplish was simply sealing her away. Now, she was being told by a large beast, that there were beings which existed in the universe that were just as powerful, or perhaps even more so than she.
It was blasphemous.
The Rabbit Goddess cast aside all pretense of composure as she began firing S-Rank jutsu in reckless abandon "I am Kaguya Otutsuki, I am the being who ate the fruit of the God Tree and gained power like no other. I am the one destined to end all human suffering! I am the one destined to create peace for the world! You can not defeat me!"
She charged of a particularly dangerous Lava Release jutsu as she roared "I! Am! A! God!"
The Great Red knew she was not to be underestimated and even though he scoffed, he maintained great focus to evade her attacks "You are nothing but a big piranha in a shallow lake. Once you stream into the ocean, you realize that there exist beings with sharper teeth."
The Great Red fanged a grin in which all his teeth showed. "In the ocean, even the piranha is a mere meal to the shark."
Kaguya gave a malicious glance towards the being in front of her, "Shark? Piranha? Such measly comparisons are beneath me, and I will squash you like the overgrown reptile you are." The Truth-Seeking Balls surrounded her figure and instantaneously healed her wounds, leaving her looking and feeling as refreshed as though she had not just fought a catalytic battle.
Her eyes gleamed with a deadly light as she summoned a large amount of chakra, and the Great Red immediately knew to be on his guard once he spotted her point all her fingers at his direction. "This is one technique you cannot so easily shrug off. Goodbye Dragon of Dragons."
With but a tiny whisper, she uttered the name of the technique.
"All-Killing Ash Bones."
~~~~~~Devil's DK Revamped ~~~~
Kuoh Town
From the very first day the leader of the Grigori set his eyes on Vali Lucifer, the wielder of the Longinus Sacred Gear Divine Dividing, and the English Dragon Albion, Azazel, the leader of the Grigori had always none that the boy's lust for power would be his own undoing.
"Fishing again?"
Azazel smirked slightly as he reeled in a fish with his pole, unhooked the creature's mouth and gently tossed it into a bucket.
"It's relaxing. You're too high-strung Vali. You should try it some time."
Azazel was no fool. He knew that Vali was the descendant of the original Lucifer, and as his suspicions continued to climb, he felt that the boy had become part of a rather dangerous and powerful organization that was slowly making its way into the work works.
"I have something else to attend to."
It of course had to do with the fact that the boy couldn't properly lie to him. His first ever excuse for his disappearance was that he had found a beautiful woman who was strong, and had gone on a date with her which consisted of the two of them fighting all day long.
"Ah, another date then?" the general of the fallen angels asked wryly.
Ironically, as Azazel eventually got to know, it wasn't a total lie. What was a lie however was of him winning the fight when she had in actually beaten the life out of him. Then again, even Azazel would be somewhat hard pressed to fight against Kuroka, the infamous stray devil. Her Senjutsu was insanely difficult to get past, and even then, she could manipulate space and time, however she was only limited to space. Being the last of the Nekoshou, she was also undoubtedly amongst the strongest of her kind.
"No."
Azazel said nothing as he simply nodded. So far, he was aware of the existence of the Khaos Brigade and he was aware of the leader of the organization. The goals however still eluded him. Irrespective of which, their members were all powerful individuals and some of them had even been generously hand-picked by Ophis herself. They had made no outward threat or attempt to disturb the peace of the world, and as such, their existence was still largely regarded as a myth.
"Be sure to make some new friends, Albion and I alone don't aren't exactly the best of company."
Azazel did, to an extent care about the well-being of the young man beside him. If even it was only to ensure that he did not end up following the footsteps of his ancestors before him.
"I don't need any friends."
Sadly, it was perhaps too late.
~~~~~~~ Devil's Dark Knight: Revamped ~~~~~~
Unknown Location
Vali slowly walked into an abandoned building, scrunching up his nose in slight distaste as he breathed in the dusty air and batted away stray spider webs. His feet made silent steps against the creaky wooden floor which threatened to collapse at a moment's notice. Rats scurried around the corridor, fleeing at the presence of a human back into their hiding places, which were large and small holes of multiple kinds that had occurred after years of dilapidation. The building was a complete wreck, and as such, it served as a private base for the newest member of a certain organization.
"Partner."
"Yes Albion?"
"I think that Fallen Angel is aware of what you do in his absence. He's no fool, but what I wonder is why he is yet to do anything about it."
"Azazel has no proof against me. And other than that, he has nothing against the Brigade. So far, we've made no outward attack against any faction."
"You do realize that all that will change very soon? That one day you will be forced to fight against him?"
"It makes no difference. Whether or not I am fighting Azazel or Michael, I will fight them with everything I have."
"I see."
"We have been partners for a while Albion, why ask me this now?"
"Should it not be obvious Vali? It is not every day that one has a host who is in a plot to overthrow the Dragon of Infinity from her own organization."
"You doubt my strength?"
"No, I doubt your conviction."
"What?"
"Tell me, what it is that you truly want Vali?"
"You know this better than anyone Albion. I want power, I want the thrill of a life or death battle, and the glory that comes with victory."
Vali Lucifer was a man, who like many wanted power. He wanted the rush of excitement gained from a life or death battle, the rush of adrenaline that came with fighting an opponent similar to or more powerful than himself. He wanted to feel his heart pound within his chest and threatening to burst out like a dam of electrified water. He wanted to become the strongest of the strongest. He wanted to become the best of the best. To become a god amongst devils, and most importantly, to outshine all those who came before him.
"Why?"
"Excuse me?" Vali paused mid-stride has he had an inner conversation with his Dragon.
"Why do you want power? For what reason do you need power more so than anything else?"
"Simple, to become the strongest devil in existence."
He was tired of being remembered only as the descendant of Lucifer. He was tired of people either walking on eggshells all around him or of them berating him for being the offspring of the devil that wanted nothing but war, violence and bloodshed.
The original Lucifer was a monster of power, but if he could surpass that power, if he could become the strongest being in existence… then perhaps…
"Why?"
Vali was getting somewhat annoyed "You know exactly why."
"Yes, I do know. You need power to surpass your grandfather and his father before him. You want power to garner the respect of all those who either scorned or mocked you. Power to destroy all you oppose you, and gain all you wish you could have had."
"Get to the point Albion."
"The point is simple, when all is said and done, when you have attained the power you so righteously desire, when you become the strongest in existence, what then will you do?"
Vali's delicate features twisted in a scowl "I'll be the strongest in existence-"
"And then what?" Albion sharply interrupted "You will be the most powerful being in the world, you would have become so strong you could defeat Ultimate-Class Devils in a single punch, when you have attained the peak of your power, what will you do?"
Vali tsked in annoyance "You seem to know all the answers today. Why don't you figure it out?"
Albion remained silent for several seconds. "I have. I have seen the outcome of your fate, and that is what brings me to our conversation."
Albion sighed, the voice of the legendary dragon coming out slowly as he felt much older than he actually was.
"You will rise atop the bodies of your opponents, a mountain of corpses lie beneath your feet, but you will stand alone. You will have none with which to share your victories, none with which to share your losses, none with which to even recognize your feats. Like the king of deserted nation, you will become empty, no goal left to strive for, no willpower left to continue, and no energy left to live, a mere husk of your former self."
"You have no way of knowing that."
"I have time. I have lived longer than most devils and I have seen more than most dragons. You are not the first host I have had who descended down this path, and you certainly will not be the last."
Vali was genuinely irritated at this point "So what will you then propose?"
"Gain a true reason to live. Gain friends, companions, people who will be there for you till the bitter end, people you can support and trust. People that will make all that power you desire worth something."
Vali scoffed out in distaste "I don't need anyone, I don't need any friends. They will slow me down... they will make me weak."
Albion said nothing, simply choosing to soak in his host's ignorance. "For someone who so desperately wishes to leave his ancestors' shadow, you manage to excel at walking in their footsteps."
Vali bristled in anger at the slight, increasing his footsteps as he headed towards his destination. "That's enough Albion! I don't want to hear any more of this."
The Vanishing Dragon simply reclined into the depths of his host's mind with a simple response. "As you wish, Lord Lucifer."
Vali would eventually wonder why those two words stung him more than anything else in the world.
~~~~~~~ Devil's Dark Knight: Revamped ~~~~~~~
Vali had entered into the hidden underground room in the broken down apartment, finding a hooded figure sitting in a room with several humans chained to walls, all either unconscious or near the point of death.
"Vali Lucifer? Here? So to what do I owe this privilege?" a dark, thick voice echoed with subtle amusement.
"Cut the theatrics, I don't have much time to waste before Azazel gets suspicious."
"Ah yes, when he's not busy obsessing over Sacred Gears, that naïve fool is good at detecting when something goes amiss"
"He doesn't know you've joined the Khaos Brigade yet. And he probably won't ever suspect you of being a member."
The voice rose in intensity as the figure bristled "And what exactly are you implying?"
"That you are weak." Vali bluntly stated.
"How dare you-"
"Do not even begin to feign anger. For all the strength you possessed in the last Great War, the fact remains that as of now you are the weakest member of the entire Khaos Brigade. Almost every other member could kill you with little difficulty and you are aware of it clearly."
The voice was silent as it said nothing; still bristling in cold anger.
"I believe Ophis only allowed you to become a member out of pity, or perhaps she was in need of disposable pawns. In the grand scale of things, the only way you'll serve as a distraction against the Great Red is if he were to pause and laugh at your pitiful attempts to harm him."
"Did you simply take time out of your day to decide to mock me or is there another reason you're here?" the voice painstakingly grounded out each syllable.
Vali simply scoffed, "I am only here on Cao Cao's instruction. He wanted to inform you that there has been a slight complication. There is an unknown factor, in which Ophis has displayed interest in having him join the Brigade. We do not know who he is yet, and we are to keep out an open eye for anyone bearing her mark or energy."
"Someone was capable of catching Ophis' attention personally?"
Vali shrugged "It seems to be the case. Either way, tell your grunts to keep an open eye, not that they would be able to stand against him anyway."
The voice groused as it ignored the slight "And what exactly should I do if I find him?"
"Recruit him over to our cause."
"And if he refuses?"
Vali walked towards the door and paused "He dies."
~~~~~~ Devil's Dark Knight: Revamped ~~~~~
Kuoh Town
Kuoh Academy
It had been four weeks since Uchiha Sasuke had enrolled in Kuoh Academy. That is, it had been twenty school days since he had enrolled. He had only been present in class five times. It drove Himejima Akeno crazy as she often tried to track him down, even using her familiar to try and trace the elusive teen down to his home.
He evaded the familiar and sent the creature on wild goose chases.
She had gone as far as checking the records to see if he had any address pasted. On tracking the address, she found herself in front of a whore house in which men thought she was a 'product'.
It was the most humiliating moment of her life that had left her with nothing but cold contempt for the boy. Rias found it amusing, however both Sona and Akeno found the teen to be infuriating. Due to the fact that besides his rather abysmal appearances once in a while, in the last series of tests conducted, he sported excellent scores.
No one knew how, and he had even been accused of cheating. He was brought forth in front of a council and asked to retake the tests with the watchful eyes of proctors. He had then baffled them by writing better than he did previously, and scoring perfect scores.
As such, girls in the school usually expected his appearance each day, and on the few days he did appear, excitement and activity was palatable in the air.
Today was not such day however.
Akeno and Rias were brought into Sona's office as the Student Council President had seemingly developed an obsession with the Uchiha, particularly as regards to making Saji throw up all over her. They didn't know the specifics however.
"Well Sona? Why did you ask us to come here?" Rias stated smoothly as she sat in the room, the only other occupants being Akeno and Tsubaki.
Akeno slightly wondered why Saji was nowhere to be found. She had been seeing less and less of the boy these days.
"I believe Uchiha-san has a Sacred Gear."
The statement made by Sona brought a sparkle of interest into Rias' eyes but put nothing but a scowl on Akeno's face. She could almost taste Rias' curiosity.
"Why would you think so?"
Sona nodded her head and then continued slowly "On the first day he arrived, he made Saji throw up with two words. It took a while for him to admit what happened, he said that he had felt and seen visions of his own death, being crucified and stabbed by the Uchiha." Despite Sona's normally monotone expression, Rias could detect that sheer level of abhorrence in her tone for the Uchiha for harming her pawn.
"So an illusionary type Gear?" she asked slowly, her interest piquing to greater heights as illusion Sacred Gears were extremely rare.
"Most likely."
"And you're willingly telling me this?" The unasked question was clear as day, which was 'why didn't you take him for yourself'.
Sona remained silent, she slowly adjusted her glasses which now possessed a rather venomous appearance as it caught the light of the room and obscured her eyes, leaving nothing but blank disks that displayed nothing. "Uchiha-san is someone I'll never have as part of my peerage."
Rias rose a slight brow in disbelief, noting as even Akeno's usually placid look had squeezed into one of confusion. It was rather rare to find a promising member of a peerage, and then give that member to someone else.
On seeing their expressions, she elaborated "My entire peerage dislikes him immensely for what he did to Saji-kun. Saji-kub himself avoids him like the plague. On the days Uchiha-san comes to school, Saji-kun leaves. Simply seeing anyone with black-hair causes him to flinch, and hearing his name almost always gives him panic attacks. It would be cruel of me to put him into my peerage when all the members in it hate him."
Rias said nothing as she gazed at the calm demeanor of her friend "And you? Do you hate him?"
Sona simply adjusted her glasses slightly, there was a moment of silence in which the only the slow echo of the rustling curtains being manipulated by the outside winds was the only sound in the room.
"The only reason I haven't killed him yet is because I can't find him."
The silence in the room seemed to have developed a physical presence of the consistency of cold soup, pouring itself over the occupants with slow, chilly and uncomfortable drops.
Akeno felt a slight lump in her throat. She despised the Uchiha, yet, she did not wish him death. But this was Sitori Sona, a girl infamous for her stoicism, she did not keep grudges because she considered them to be a waste of time or energy. Never, had Akeno heard the girl state that she hated someone enough to kill them. Never.
"Aren't you overreacting a little?" Rias quizzically asked, she had never seen her rival get worked up about anything before.
"Overreacting? You think I am overreacting?" her mellow voice slowly boiled as her nails dug into the wooden table and left harsh imprints on the previously flawless furniture.
"Saji-kun can no longer sleep at night. Ever since Uchiha Sasuke showed him, a devil, visions of being crucified on a cross, he has developed a fear of death and persecution that I cannot even begin to comprehend. He wakes up screaming about bloodshed and heresy, screaming that there's someone out there to kill him. He jumps at the slightest of noises, fidgets at every activity, attacks anything that moves or threatens him and stabbed Tsubaki when he mistook her for an enemy; three times!"
Rias flinched. Akeno glanced at the Queen of her friend's peerage and found the Vice President of the Academy unable to look her into her eyes.
The lump in her throat vanished, and as Akeno blinked, she realized that her mind had suddenly flooded with a thousand ways she could slowly kill the Uchiha and make him beg for mercy. The thought vanished as soon as it came, but her bloodlust remained.
"This was someone who I admired somewhat for his never give up attitude and his ability to bounce back from every scenario. I preferred him when he was attempting to commit sexual acts and garner a harem. Now he is someone who attacks his own shadow if he feels that it threatens him." She scathed, and for the first time, Rias noticed that the girl actually had slight bags under her eyes.
"So forgive me if you feel that I am overreacting."
"Calm down Kaicho, Rias-san didn't mean what she said." Tsubaki pleaded with the King of her peerage, before the girl took in a breath of air to regain her composure.
"I apologize… these last few weeks have been rather, stressful."
Rias said nothing, but however, she was slowly beginning to understand the reasons why Sona wanted her to take up the Uchiha.
"How… how could he have done so much damage to him? I didn't detect him do anything at all." Rias slowly spoke, watching her words to avoid angering her rival.
"I am unaware of what it is, and I have been unable to track him down properly to ask him. Of the five days he appeared in school, he always vanishes before the final bell and tracking him afterwards has proven impossible… Even when I had my entire peerage trail him, he still managed to evade them like a shadow."
"So what makes you think that I'll be able to track him down?" Rias questioned with amusing interest.
"You have a nekoshou and a dhampire in your peerage. Both of which have extremely adapted senses which could be used for tracking, if under the right management."
Rias felt her lips twitch at the subtle slight and insinuation in Sona's words "Koneko needs to know what he smells like to be able to track him, and you know why I don't use Gasper."
"Yes, you lock him up due to your inability to properly train his powers." She offhandedly remarked.
Rias' lips twitched once again, this time much more obviously "I understand that you are under a lot of stress Sona, but kindly refrain from transferring your aggression onto me."
Sona said nothing as she simply tilted her head slightly in silent apology. "So can I rely on you for this?"
Rias sighed in exasperation "You do realize you are asking me to find someone, and add him to my peerage just so you can kill him?"
"No, I want you to find him and so I can undo whatever spell he cast on Saji-kun."
"Sona…" Rias started slowly, carefully choosing her words "I don't think…"
"He has to be able to undo what he did." The finality in her words were as hard as diamond, clearly leaving no room for argument.
Rias bit her lip to keep herself from speaking. This was not her rival. Her rival always had plans for the future, she did not rely on hope nor was she easily swayed by emotion. She was clearly losing her cool, and it was a sight Rias could not stand.
"And what if he can't undo what he did to Saji? What then will you do?"
"Then his death will hopefully be all it takes to return my pawn to his former self."
Rias restrained herself from raising her voice at how illogical her rival was being "You want me to let you kill someone that I will use a piece to turn into a member of my peerage, because you hope it will help your pawn?"
"Yes."
Akeno placed a hand on Rias' shoulder and the girl let out a sigh as she left her words unsaid.
"Uchiha-san is a normal human, yet, he is rather infamous in the school and even around town due to how mysterious he is. His death would draw unneeded attention, and again, he is a normal human. There are chances that he didn't even know what he did. Perhaps he doesn't even know that he has a sacred gear."
Sona simply slid over a brown envelope to her, "You'll change your mind quickly about him after you realize what he's capable of. I believe Uchiha is a mercenary agent or criminal of some sort."
Rias reluctantly picked up the envelope with no small level of skepticism. She said nothing as she opened the envelope slowly, nothing that it was filled with pictures. There were mostly blurry pictures of the Uchiha, there were pictures of someone with his hair evading police in car chases, blurry pictures of someone who looked like him infiltrating buildings, and the clearest one so far was a picture of him hanging on the bottom of a helicopter.
The last one was far-fetched, it looked to be more out of an action movie than real-life, but there was no mistaking that mop of black hair.
"Where did you get these?" now Rias was genuinely intrigued even more so than before.
"I have been searching for him for quite some time now, and these were available on some of the phones of certain individuals I 'investigated'." She slowly responded, and Rias found herself not wanting to know how she 'investigated' people "Now, do you still believe he is an 'average' human?"
Rias hummed to herself as she shook her head "These are rather interesting pictures, and it can't be a coincidence that someone with this particular shade of hair appears in the city the same time as the Uchiha does."
With a reluctant sigh, Rias conceded to her rival "There is still the chance that I'll be unable to find him. What will you do then?"
Sona maintained a silent gaze and expression, she said nothing, but her eyes clearly delivered the message.
"I see." Rias breathed slightly as she stood from her seat in preparation to take her leave.
"I'll do what I can, but I can make no promises."
Sona simply nodded "Thank you."
Rias chuckled, "Don't thank me just quite yet, depending on how things go, you'll still owe me a favor after this."
"Still concerned with only yourself aren't you Rias?" Sona mirthlessly asked.
"What did you expect?" the heir of the Gremory clan chuckled as she walked out of the door with her queen in tow.
"We are devils after all."
~~~~~~~~ Devil's Dark Knight – Revamped ~~~~~~
Outskirts of Kuoh
Forest
Uchiha Manor
Uchiha Sasuke felt empty.
He did not refer to the physical emptiness of gluttons, or the spiritual emptiness of hollow prophets, but rather, the emptiness accompanied with the realization that one was idiosyncratic in a world filled with like-minded people with neither goal nor ambition and with neither knowledge nor experience.
He always had a goal, be it absurd or insane, selfish or juvenile, he had always possessed a drive that kept him moving, an unflinching will to move on with the decisions he had made in his life, he was always certain, confident, he was always busy and occupied. But now, now, he felt emptiness in purpose, his attempts to unlock his chakra proving slowly fruitful, but besides that, he had nothing else to occupy his time except training, training and more training.
There was a void deep within him which could not be filled, an endless abyss trapped within a black hole of uncertainty and discord. The expression, searching a needle in a haystack would have fit, if not for the fact that in his scenario, he didn't know he was searching for a needle. He didn't know what the needle looked like.
Perhaps, he mused to himself, the last time he remembered feeling empty was when Itachi had murdered his clan, and his mind had been reset, his dreams had been shattered, his idealistic view of life had been brutally assassinated and buried more than seven feet into the ground, in which they would never see the light of day again. However, this feeling had been momentary, a brief moment, before he dedicated all his time towards getting revenge, before he regained the vigor to buckle down and chase his goals.
Here, besides his primary goal of unlocking his chakra, he had nothing else going for him. He felt like he was lost in quicksand that had been drowned in honey and tar. Moving forward in one direction, trying to get out, but being unaware of which way would lead to his freedom, and which way would lead to his own destruction.
Then the voices returned.
He had attributed it at first to the lack of rest, as his sleep deprived mind generated random thoughts and ideas. He'd been constantly channeling his miniscule chakra through his body, trying and trying to activate his Sharingan time and again, however, with his sense of time not being in sync with the world, meditation for a few hours to him would actually be meditation for at least two days. He hadn't slept, and he'd only been eating the bare minimum of hurriedly made food and cereals which he could prepare. Either way, he had soon disregarded the notion, realizing he had gone much further without sleep before.
He recognized, that at those moments, even Naruto's usual quirky comments, or Sakura's high pitched voice would have been a welcome change. Not to mention Kakashi's aloof disposition and his ever infuriating eye-smile that made the Uchiha want to rip off his face.
He wouldn't even mind Orochimaru's insane ramblings about immortality or Kabuto's ever infuriating monotone as he worshipped the deranged man in exchange to the empty echoes of a disembodied voice.
Generally, the Uchiha ignored his solitude with training, training and more training. Or rather, before now, he could never quite say he was alone. His mind had always been occupied with the thoughts of killing Itachi that he never had time to consider the presence of other people; afterwards it was occupied with the notion of destroying Konoha to gain revenge. Not once had his thoughts ever gone to the fact that he was not alone, nor not once had he ever actively sought the company of other people.
It was slightly one of the reasons he had chosen to visit that location filled with hormonal teens doing stuff which he felt was nothing but a waste of time. He visited it at odd intervals, and left as quickly as he appeared.
That was when he realized that he was constantly being followed.
It was also when he realized that supernatural beings existed in this world.
Sasuke stepped out of his shower with a calm gait as he wrapped a towel around his waist. He scowled as he once again noted the strange faint tattoo which he possessed on his neck, something he was certainly sure did not exist before. The more he tried to access his chakra, the more visible it became. It was an infinity symbol, but however it was styled with two black snakes with red eyes, eating each other as they curved to form the symbol of endlessness. He had concluded that it was the seal blocking his chakra, and it resonated with an energy he could not identify.
Sasuke turned his gaze away from the symbol as he noted the lights of the bathroom began flashing, leading him to have an annoyed expression on his face.
The Uchiha Manor as he had redubbed it was indeed a rather large Mansion consisting of three floors and spanning several rooms. In hindsight, it was way bigger than he actually expected, and it sported things which he actively used such as a rather large outdoor swimming pool which could almost be considered to be Olympic in size. He used it to train his breath control and hopefully, to continue water walking on it once he fully unlocked his chakra. The house also sported a gymnasium which was equipped with several basic gears such as treadmills and weights, which he actually used very little. It contained a well-equipped library, a study room, a garden, a ballroom, tennis and basketball court, a large dining hall and kitchen, and a very comfy living room equipped with the finest furniture.
The lights flickered on and off at a faster pace as Sasuke dried his hair and allowed his lips to twitch into an uncomfortable line.
The manor was almost perfect with the several hidden passages which perfectly connected one another and the large hidden cave underneath that he had remodeled and reworked to his tastes adding in several computers, training equipment, and tons of cameras and monitors which supervised the activity of the entire manor. It was the greatest home one as secretive as him could wish for. Yet, it had been abandoned and forsaken, almost completely lost to the maps and forgotten by the denizens of Kuoh as the mansion existed at the very edges, so far off from civilization. Sasuke had wondered why no one had been living in the manor prior to his arrival, when it had been called Phantom-something Manor. The reason was also why he had acquired the manor so easily.
Sasuke stepped out of the huge bathroom and walked into the corridor with dark red rugs spanning down the long hallway with several rooms at every corner. He almost had his eyes twitch in irritation as he spotted several doors and windows constantly slam open and close as well as the increase in the flickering of lights.
Yes, Uchiha Sasuke had easily acquired the Manor because no one else wanted it. And everyone else who had lived in it had all fled from the place, sold it to other people, or died mysterious deaths.
The Manor was haunted.
As such, it had been forgotten, abandoned and deserted. It wasn't even on the local maps, and could only be found when actively searching for it, and even then one needed a specific search engine, and still, it was regarded as a burnt up mansion on most satellite renditions of the manor.
That didn't stop him though. He found it ironic that in his world ghosts were considered mere myths while demons, monsters and apparently – as he realized they were called – zombies existed. The phantom or poltergeist had been constantly trying to scare or kill the Uchiha in an attempt to make him flee from the house, slamming doors, casting shadows, animating portraits, flickering lights and so on. Sasuke had found the attempts to be nothing more than an annoyance on his part, but he however had made no communication with the ghost as of yet.
The only upside, he supposed, was that he'd learned to become an even lighter sleeper – when he did actually choose to sleep – in order to foil the ghost's constant attempts on his life. Not that there was ever an actual threat, Sasuke simply found it annoying because though he could sense the ghost at certain times, he couldn't physically interact with him and had no way to eliminate him.
Maybe he would become an exorcist to do so.
A small smirk appeared on his lips at the absurd notion. Shaking his head from his thoughts, he slipped into a comfortable pair of jeans and a black hoodie. He almost cursed out in annoyance when his closet rapidly closed, prompting him to effortlessly dodge the wild swing of the door before it struck his head. The Ghost was seemingly getting more impudent in its attempts. The thought of the ghost had sprang up a several new ideas to his head, if ghosts existed, what else where real? What had he forsaken as myths and legends and were actually factual bits and pieces of information? Did demons also exist? Gods? Angels? Vampires and Werewolves? The last ones were somewhat absurd, but Sasuke still decided to suspend his disbelief in such a scenario.
Several people had been trying to find him, he knew they existed from Kuoh, and he knew that they somehow used cats or weird creatures that he could feel weren't human in an attempt to do so. He wasn't particularly sure why, but the worst case assumption was that they had discovered that he wasn't of their dimension.
In which case, he'd have to quickly and efficiently get rid of their existence. The last Uchiha grabbed his wallet and placed it into the back of his trousers and grabbed the key to his personal bike. He somewhat enjoyed the vehicle, as it was not as constrictive as the cars and buses used, could effortlessly evade or avoid traffic, and had the freedom of mobility. He could instead run from place to place, but it was too time consuming.
He headed down a flight of stairs as his hands gently stroked the mahogany staircase, and gave an impassive gaze towards the living room in which the table and all its contents were floating in the air.
"Floating the table? Your originality astounds me."
He muttered in perfect monotone as he walked towards the levitating piece of furniture and picked up the manor key.
As Sasuke expected, the table gently dropped back on the floor with a silent echo. It seemed that the Ghost was trying to protect the manor for some weird reason, as the manor was always clean even though the Uchiha rarely cleaned it, the floors always sparkled, and even in its daily attempts to scare Sasuke, the ghost ensured that it didn't damage any of the items in the house. And on the rare occasion that a window or light bulb broke, it was fixed perfectly by the next day.
Even the candles lit on the blank white table-cloth of the dining room table never seemed to go out. Whenever it did, it was replaced almost instantaneously.
It was perhaps one of the main reasons Sasuke hadn't actively hunted it down to get rid of it, as it somewhat aided him by ensuring the manor was always spotless and always in mint condition.
The last Uchiha sported a dark expression as he attempted to open the door outwards, only to find it sealed shut. He knew it was open, but rather it was being kept close by the phantom of the manor.
"This again?" He stated loudly as he glanced through the room, noticing how all the lights had started flickering one after the other.
The Uchiha sighed when he noted several of the kitchen's silverware float in the air, knives and forks galore all turned and pointed towards him glistening with mad insanity.
The silverware shot towards him the Uchiha as he cast a bored glance towards the minor threat, closing his eyes slightly. "You don't scare me…"
Several centimeters before the cutlery could impact with him, they froze in midair as the Uchiha snapped his eyes open and shot a raging glare at the offending projectiles. "… You bore me!"
Killing intent radiated through the building like an ethereal phenomena, the lit candles were killed as the fire was snuffed out by an inhuman pressure that had encompassed the manor. The chandelier jingled as though it had been subjugated to the fierce winds of a raging thunderstorm, and the building groaned like the downfall of a mighty deity.
The silverware clattered to the floor, clinking like the hollow echoes of rusted bells as they remained motionless, allowing the manor door to open with a silent click.
Sasuke subdued the small smirk that threatened to show on his lips as he walked out with his hands in his pockets, slowly closing the door behind him as he pulled up his hoodie.
Had he bothered to look back, he would have spotted the wispy lights of a phantom soul converge into a single figure, revealing a thin young man with black hair, elegantly dressed in a suit, wearing white gloves and possessing a pleasant smile on his face.
"Now you interest me…" the figure's red eyes gleamed as the smile curved into a wicked smirk.
"…Uchiha Sasuke."
~~~~~~~~ Devil's Dark Knight – Revamped ~~~~~~
Elsewhere…
Hyoudou Issei was a boy like many, but unlike many however, he was sadly an unrepentant pervert who wished to possess a harem of his own. His goals had always seemed to be unfruitful, and would have probably remained in the realm of his fantasy, if not for the fact that a girl had actually walked up to him and asked him for a date.
"Yuuma-chan is so pretty…" he mumbled to himself as he stared at his reflection in the mirror, ensuring that everything was perfect for his date. He had tons of cash to spend, but did not particularly have any idea as to where he was supposed to take her. It was his first date after all.
He gleefully left his house and headed towards the park where he would meet his date for the day. While all the while thinking about the places he could possibly go to for his date. She seemed to be a soft kind of girl, and he didn't want to creep her out so he'd take her to the movies, then perhaps a few game stores, an amusement park and he'd end it up with dinner after which they'd go shopping. It was his first date after all, and he'd be sure to make it perfect.
He reached the main road within minutes, and then he wondered if Amano-chan would let him touch her boobs. Not that he was actively wishing she'd outright say - though he was – he should do it, he just wished she'd let him. She had one of the largest sets of breasts Issei had ever laid eyes on, and he'd wish to lay hands on them once, even if it cost him his life. Though, it was his first date after all and it wouldn't be good to appear too perverted.
"Ah! This is going to be a perfect date! Nothing could possibly go wrong!" he grinned to himself as he turned around a corner.
He bumped into someone, but before he could utter an apology, he heard a frightened yell and felt three harsh blows slam into his stomach. Issei resisted the urge to throw up from the force of the impact as he crumbled on the floor in pain.
"No Saji-kun! You're not in danger!" Issei managed to glance up with his watery eyes from his sorry position on the floor only to see two people he was very certain attended his academy.
The boy was Genshirou Saji, he was panting with wild breaths, his slender chest expanding with large gulps of air as his red, baggy eyes darted left and right, his hands balled into fists that shook violently, and his pose clearly indicated that he was ready for a fight.
There was a girl beside him with shoulder-length reddish-brown hair and brown eyes. Her hair was swept back into bangs and her outfit consisted of a loose-fitted black blouse and a white-striped mini-skirt. Issei searched his mind for information about her, though he knew she attended his school, he didn't know her name. Not that he cared as his nose bled slightly when he realized he could see her pink underwear and the dim outline of what lay beyond.
"So sorry, he didn't mean to hit you… he's just on edge." Issei said nothing as he let the girl help him up, her breasts rubbed against his arm and he struggled to maintain a honest looking face as several thoughts rushed through his mind.
"Are you ok… Hyoudou-san?" Issei's face morphed into a look of surprise.
"You know who I am?"
The girl's face however switched into one of slight annoyance "I'd be surprised if there was a girl in this Kuoh who doesn't know who you are. Considering how often you peep on them."
Issei resisted the urge to cringe and simply settled for an uneasy smile. He wanted to defend himself, but he was pretty sure it'd land him in more trouble than he already was.
"S-sorry, Hyoudou-san… I was…" Issei frowned as he stared at Saji. The boy was fidgeting, and his eyes were still darting left and right, as though there was someone out to kill him. Issei didn't care about that though.
"What kind of half-assed apology is that? You punched me in the stomach, three times!" He almost yelled.
"You're the one who bumped into me! I thought you were an attacker!" he defended evasively, his shaking fists stopped, his quivering almost completely vanished as his breathing began leveling out.
"What are you stupid? Who would want to attack you in broad daylight?" Issei countered sharply.
"Watch who you're calling stupid teme! I'm on the student council you know!" His pose regained its firm nature, his eyebrows narrowed and his chin tightened.
"Oi don't call me a teme you baka! I don't care about the student council!"
"Who do you think you're calling an idiot?" his eyes regained a lively spark, the bags seemed to be thinned out and his unkempt hair moved with the wind.
"You, dumbass!"
"You lookin' for a fight bastard? I knocked you down with three hits! This time around it'll only take one!"
"Like hell! That was only cause you caught me by surprise! I'll take you on any day!"
The girl silently watched the exchange with a form of amusement and barely restrained glee, as she watched the duo clash heads and began throwing insults at each other, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
It wasn't a happy laugh. It was a joyful one. There was a difference between being laughing till tears fall out of your eyes and laughing after tears fall out of your eyes.
Issei paused his rant mid-tirade and stared at the girl with a mix of curiosity and concern "Are you… crying?"
She shook her head slightly and giggled cheerfully while wiping her eyes "Don't worry about it!" 'Saji-kun has been depressed and quiet all month and nothing I could do could help… yet Hyoudou was able to get him riled up in seconds. It's like he was born to annoy people.'
Issei stared at her eyes for a few more seconds that made her both uneasy and warm, mostly because he wasn't staring at her chest as she thought, but rather there was genuine concern in his eyes.
Issei turned away from her before he realized that he was supposed to be somewhere else. "Gah! I'm going to be late for my date!"
"Yeah right! Who would want to go on a date with you?"
Issei bristled in annoyance "Her name is Yuuma Amano! And she asked me out!"
Saji's face squeezed up as he glanced at the girl by his side "Tomoe-chan, is there anyone who goes to Kuoh who bears that name?"
The girl, finally identified as Meguri Tomoe, another member of the Student Council as Issei could now recall, shook her head in confusion "Not that I know of."
Issei immediately spoke up "She doesn't go to Kuoh, she's from another school… I think."
Tomoe paused as she placed a finger on her chin "That can't be possible. Kuoh is the only school for miles around."
Issei frowned as he tried to understand what she was saying "What does that matter?"
The cheerful girl pinched his cheeks and blatantly pointed out the obvious for him. "The nearest High School other than Kuoh Academy is far away. It's so far away that it'd take you at least two hours by bus to get there."
"What does that have to do with-" Issei paused, a question seemingly popping up in his head.
"You've realized it haven't you?"
Saji tensed up once more as his eyes began scurrying the environment once more, a sense of paranoia sharply returning to him "Did you say, she asked you out?"
There was a moment of silence as the three individuals had gears instantly turn in their heads. Issei wasn't the sharpest tool in the box but he wasn't exactly stupid either.
If she went to another High School, one that was so far away, how did she know about him? How had she even heard about him or seen him to develop a crush on him? He was certain he hadn't been out of town or so far off into another part of the town where other High Schools were… so how in the world did she claim to have had a crush on him, when he didn't even know she existed?
Issei shook his head, trying to shake the disturbing thoughts. He was overthinking things, it was all in his imagination. Maybe she had seen him at a mall or something. It wasn't necessarily sinister, and if she was actually a stalker, maybe she would let him touch her breasts. Anything could happen.
"You're overthinking things. I mean, sure it's weird when you put it that way, but Yuuma-chan is cute and so innocent. She couldn't hurt a fly."
Tomoe looked at him with a strange look, sadly noting that Saji was fidgeting and looking over his shoulder again. "Well… if you're sure. Just be careful though."
Issei smiled at them and then waved his hands towards their concerns as he jogged away "I mean, what's the worst that could happen?"
As the duo watched him jog away, Tomoe sighed as she shook her head. "He just had to say it. Didn't he?"
Hyoudou Issei would ever regret uttering those words out loud.
~~~~~~~~ Devil's Dark Knight – Revamped ~~~~~~
Several Hours Later…
Sasuke hated the laws of the land. His bike had been impounded for 'wrong parking', and now, he had to walk all the way back to his manor. He could simply run there, but he considered it a pointless waste of energy. With a slight grumble, he put on a large pair of headsets and listened to an instrumental track. He could, at the very least, enjoy some privileges of the advanced technology of the world with the aid of music. He did have a fondness for music though, and he used to play the flute. Though it was a long time ago and he had no reason to continue that hobby.
With but a thought, Sasuke began his journey back to his Manor, it would be a slow and excruciatingly long walk, but he didn't mind.
It wasn't as though there was someone waiting for him to get back.
It was a thought he chose not to dwell on, constantly returning to an empty house had become the norm for him by now. At least, he mused darkly, this time around his house didn't have the stale smell of dried blood and putrid odor of death that no amount of perfumes or disinfectants could ever remove.
By age seven, he had been living alone in a deserted clan compound. He was seven, and he lived in isolation, in a dark room with no posters and a dim light that never truly served its purpose. There were often times he could swear that doors slammed open and close, even when he glanced out through his window to spot the tree in his backyard and knew there was no wind. There were often times, on a full moon he would walk through the compound, and realize that he cast two shadows. The likes of which would vanish as soon as it was spotted. There were often times he could swear by his life, that he heard a knocking on his door, and the sound of his mother's voice, asking him to come out and play, even though he knew fully well that she had been stabbed to death by Itachi's sword and he had seen her body placed six feet into the earth.
More than often, those times, he'd cover himself with a blanket he'd roughly sewn together, made of his mother's gowns and father's kimonos, hopefully wishing it would protect him as he decided to ignore the voices. The voice of passerby's jovially greeting each other in the compound, as though they were unaware that they did not live.
He was seven. And not once, no, not once would he ever tell anyone of these occurrences, he kept them bottled up and carried on his goal for vengeance.
He didn't tell anyone because he didn't know what would be worse – finding out it was all real, or realizing that it was all in his head.
Since he was seven, Sasuke had learned to live for himself and for no one else. He never bothered people with his issues, he never told anyone about what went through his mind. Whenever he did, when he finally let loose his thoughts and goals, they all judged him. They all saw him as a 'flight risk'. They all cast their gazes upon him with pity and disappointment, claiming to know what was best for him, claiming to want to set him on the right path.
They! Knew! Nothing!
They knew nothing of his pain, nothing of his rage, nothing of his sorrow and contempt. And after everything, to realize that Itachi's massacre was as a result of his own father's ambition coupled with the events that Obito had placed in motion by controlling the Kyubi, he still felt nothing but anger. He felt a slow and righteous anger that dwelled deep within him and threatened to explode to the surface.
He would never admit it, but seeing Obito die at Kaguya's hand was perhaps, one of the happiest moments of his life.
He was not Naruto. He could not just 'forgive' him and let him carry on. An idiot who had started a war and caused the deaths of thousands of people, all for what? A petty crush on his teammate.
It was the most pathetic thing the Uchiha had ever witnessed. His only regret was the fact that he was not the one who had gotten the chance to kill that fool.
Speaking of fools, Sasuke shook his head when he walked by a park and noted a girl who was directing a large amount of killing intent towards a brown-haired boy that seemed oblivious towards it. Calmly, he placed his headsets on his neck as he effortlessly moved to a less obvious location and watched the somewhat amusing proceedings. It was none of his business, and frankly he should have ignored the entire thing and kept on walking on. But, he had nothing to return to at home except a weak ghost and an empty house. He supposed watching the events here would alleviate the dreadful monotony of his daily life.
Also, the fact that his instincts clearly stated that the girl in front of him was definitely not human, and not normal also seemed to aid him make his decision.
"Will you die for me?"
Sasuke noted with a slight furrow of the eyebrows, as to how the girl transformed into a woman of voluptuous stature wearing a rather revealing outfit that served no practical battle use whatsoever.
Of course, the two dark wings which sprouted from her back did clearly draw his attention as well. But when you've been living in a haunted house for almost a month, and of course had lived in the elemental nations, seeing someone with wings didn't really count as impressive. He used to be able to fly without them. Though, he wanted to classify her as an angel, but he was sure that he hadn't read about angels with dark wings. Until he remembered a particular part in one of the books he'd browsed through about Angel's wings turning dark when they fall from heaven. Sasuke had somewhat expected angels to be real, so a fallen angel was not farfetched.
Sasuke did not however expect the boy's response.
"Saji-san and Tomoe-san were right… you really are a stalker… I have a beautiful, sexy cosplay-oriented stalker with amazing boobs and a bdsm fetish!" Issei grinned as he stared at the woman with steam pumping through his nose.
The woman simply smirked "Hope you enjoy them, cause they'll be the last thing you ever see."
Issei paused mid-tirade as he pinched his nose and extended his index finger "Do I get to choose the way I die? If so can you smother me to death? I would love to die between those twin pillars of heaven!"
"So confident in the face of death? Are you really this perverted?" the woman responded curiously with no small amount of disgust.
"Well, I don't really understand what's going on, why you have wings or why you want to kill me. But, it just figures someone like me ends up like this." He laughed merrily.
"Care to elaborate?"
The boy spread out his arms and gestured towards himself "My first date with a cute girl ends up with me realizing that she's a crazy stalker who wants to kill me for whatever the reason" He grinned, though it was noticeably duller than before. "It sucks when I think about it, I mean this was my first date, ever. Just when I had thought someone genuinely liked me… it was nothing but a sham and she actually wants to kill me."
He sighed "I can't imagine how the rest of my romantic life will be with such a bad start."
The woman scoffed at him "There is no 'rest' of your life. It ends here."
Shaking her head with disgust, she glanced at him with a look of utter disdain "I mean, what did you expect? You're a wretched piece of trash whose only goal in life is to achieve a harem of women, simply to fulfill your carnal desires." The woman charged a construct made of pure light that instantly gained the hidden Uchiha's interest, as it curved into the shape of a spear.
"Cut with the woe-is-me act Issei-kun. You're too pathetic to be pitied."
Issei cringed, but he still let out a silent grin and muttered under his breath "Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well…"
Issei took in a deep breath as he steeled his mind and rose his voice "Pathetic, useless, weak. Do you think I've never heard those things before Yuuma-chan?"
He spread out his arms and yelled "I don't want money! I don't want power! I don't want fame! I don't care how many people look down on me! I don't care about how many people hate me! Call me a pervert! Call me a lecher! Call me whatever you want! Hate me if you wish to! But I will not compromise! I will not change! I will be Hyoudou Issei!"
He yelled with a vigor that took the woman back as his eyes glistened with determination. Issei charged at the woman with a powerful cry as he made his intentions known "I will become... A HAREM KING!"
His left hand morphed as an enigmatic energy formed in it, charging with power, before there was a brilliant burst of green light that emitted from his palm as he stretched forth his hands and fondled the woman's breast. The light that struck the Fallen Angel stripping her of her clothes in a lustful moan as she collapsed towards the floor naked as she was born, staring with wide eyes at the mysterious red-gauntlet with a green orb which had occurred on Issei's hand.
"Twice Critical? That's your Sacred Gear?" The Fallen Angel thought aloud as she didn't even bother trying to cover her modesty, noting how the boy had begun bleeding from his nose as he stared straight at her voluptuous breasts.
Before Issei could contemplate the weird device on his arm or celebrate seeing and groping real breasts for the first time in his life, he froze in place as he felt warm liquid drip down his body. Looking down, he found a spear of light much larger than the one the woman had made entrenched in his gut as it had pierced him from the back straight through the front.
The gauntlet on his hand vanished as he collapsed to the floor, this time, noting how a much taller man had appeared from the sky in between him and Yuuma, dressed in a black elegant jacket that exposed his chest, a dark pair of trousers and matching shoes. He had red eyes, long spiky ears and sharp-fanged teeth.
The most obvious feature about him, was perhaps, the set of five black wings – making ten in total – he had visible on his back. The last thing Issei saw was the man's mocking smile as he read his lips and heard the sardonic words mocking his dream. He knew that they would forever remain engraved into his memory as the light faded from his eyes.
"You are not even fit to be a pawn, boy. And even then, no matter how hard you try…" The man glanced a wicked smirk as he stared at the dying boy with nothing but cold nonchalance.
"…A pawn can never become a king."
And so the boy died with a bloody smile on his face and an ironic chuckle.
Because after all, for better for worse… it had been his first date.
The woman could do nothing but stare in shock and awe, as she observed the death of her target, by the hand of the one person she never imagined would make such an entrance.
With a glance upwards, she slowly whispered out words which Sasuke was only able to understand by reading her lips.
"One of the leaders of the Grigori, the man who survived a battle between the King of Devils Lucifer and the Biblical God himself… a Fallen Angel since biblical times… it truly is him…"
With a smug grin and a confident gait as he descended from the sky, and his feet made soft noises against the concrete floor, he glanced towards the spectacle with an amused smirk.
"Now…"
At that moment, Uchiha Sasuke could not help but feel that he had met the world's living personification of pride and arrogance.
"…where was I?"
And his name was Kokabiel.
~~~~~~ Devil's Dark Knight: Revamped ~~~~~~
A/N: And that's a wrap! I'm pretty sure everyone knew that the person who Vali was talking to that had joined the Khaos Brigade was Kokabiel. It should have been obvious anyway. That and I feel I'm going to have fun playing around with Vali's Character. He's a very underused character in fan fics.
So, Why did Ophis let Kokabiel join the Khaos Brigade? Who is the mysterious phantom haunting the Uchiha Manor? How will Sasuke deal with Kokabiel with a limited amount of chakra at his disposal? How will Ophis' gift play a role in this? Will Rias track down and recruit the reclusive Uchiha? Will Sona let go of her grudge?
All this and more will be answered on the next edition of The Devil's Dark Knight - Revamped! Stay tuned!
And Happy Valentine's Day! Or Single-Awareness Day... in which case there's be nothing to be happy about...
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Ja Ne!
Illusionary Reality, out.