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"You will fall!" - Speech

'I'll kill you' – Thought

**BOOM** - Sound effects

Chapter 1

Seven years later

(Somewhere in America)

Randel POV

Seven years, that's how long its been since I arrived in this world and during that time I discovered several interesting facts: Angels, Dragons, Gods and pretty much every mythological creature in history exists. In fact, the piece of shit in front of me, who is about to die, is a devil. Well to clarify, he's actually classified as a stray devil. As my teacher explained to me, thousands of years ago there was a war between three opposing factions: Angels, Devils and Fallen Angels, Angels who fell from Heaven. The conflict became known as the Great War which lasted for centuries until it finally came to an end. However, the war left all three factions in a critical state, suffering heavy losses on each side. Not wanting to risk extinction, neither of three sides wanted to continue fighting, thus issuing a cease fire. So while there was no peace between the factions, outright battles did not occur either. Following the end of the war, the Devils wanted to replenish their numbers so they developed a system called the Evil Pieces system where they can change other races into their own thus creating new Devils. However, like any system, it had its drawbacks. Newly reincarnated Devils had to remain close to their masters, who act as filters to keep the young Devils from drowning in their new powers. Devils who have diverted away from their masters either due to greed or bad circumstances are label as Stray Devils.

"Any last words?" I said darkly as I aimed my revolver at the head of the pitiful monster, who I easily beaten just moments before in a dark alleyway. The reason why I had this devil at gunpoint: it's a job. My teacher, the one who trained me, did work as a freelancer in her spare time and would occasionally get requests to deal with dangerous creatures. These request would usually come from people who wanted the problem to be resolved as quickly and discreetly as possible. Normal humans shouldn't know about the supernatural for obvious reasons. As part of my training, Teacher would sometimes bring me along during her jobs so I can gain some experience. This continued until she felt that I was ready to handle a job on my own without supervision. So for the last two years I have been working my own contracts and was building up a sizable resume. Most of my clients prefer to remain anonymous, probably so they can avoid having anything traced back to them. Oh well, as long as the requests I receive don't actively antagonize any of the three major factions, I happy. I do not want a war to break out.

Now back to the bearded man crawling on the ground, using his remaining arm to prop himself up against a wall. Both of his legs were broken at odd angles, one of his arms' ripped off and had half of his face missing. Yeah, I was not in a good mood. Why? Because, apparently, after he killed his master, the stray had been indulging himself in his lust and greed, having his way with numerous women before killing and eating them. The look on his face told me that he enjoyed every second of it. Still I can't bring myself to hate Stray Devils in general. While this bastard before me is rotten to the core, I had come across many stray devils in my years who were merely victims locked in an unfair system. Devils who go stray are left with one of two options; run for the rest of their life or die.

"Kekeke those women were delicious!" the Stray said with maniacal glee. "Their skin and their screams where pure ecstasy! I wonder if your Mother wou-"

**BANG**

"The question was rhetorical, asshole," I chuckled humorlessly to the now headless stray. "Well let's see if you have anything good on you, it not like you need it anymore."

Sometimes after each hunt I would take a few minutes to search the remains of my target for something useful, money, magical artifacts, etc. before I burn the rest, don't want to leave any evidents. Once I was done, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a list, a grocery list.

'Let's see, a gallon of milk, soy sauce, rice and some spices I wonder what we're having dinner tonight,' As I walked out of the alley and headed towards the store. 'Oh man I better hurry!'

#Scene Break#

Several minutes later

(Home)

"I'm home," I said as I walked into the house only to be greeted with a butcher knife speeding towards me. Acting on reflex, I raised my left hand to effortlessly catch the flying blade.

"You're late." I heard a voice say.

I turned to the origin of the voice to see my teacher, Izumi, standing by the stove in the kitchen wearing her favorite 'Kiss the cook' apron.

"Sorry about that, the job took a bit longer than I thought," I said ignoring the house of flying blades moment and placing the bags on the table. I looked around a notice that someone was missing "Where's Sig?"

Instead of a reply, I got a sly smirk from her. 'Oh no,' Then I notice that there was someone behind me, someone big. Before I could react, a pair of large arms appeared out of the shadows and immediately grabbed me. 'Crap, I let my guard down!'

I knew what was coming, I knew that I had no chance of escape. Teacher, why have you betrayed me! But I'll at least go down with my dignity intact. There was a brief moment that felt like it stretched on for eternity, and then it happened.

"…"

"HA HA HA HA HA! Stop! HA HA! I give! I give! HA HA! I tried to say while having my sides tickled. So much for my dignity.

"HA HA c-come on this i-isn't fair! HA HA!"

After a minute, the torture finally ended as I fell to the floor. I turned and gave a comical glare towards my attacker. An enormous muscular man with short hair complimented by a marvelous beard that covered the lower halve of is face, wearing a green shirt and dark pants. Sig Curtis the loving husband of Izumi. When I first met him, he kinda scared me a little due to his large stature and almost perpetually angry-looking face. But after spending some time with him, I learned that he is actually a nice person and surprisingly sensitive about the scary nature of his visage. You really can't judge a book by its cover, huh.

"Heh heh don't give me that look," Sig said as he offered to help me up. "Its your fault for not being aware of your surroundings."

"And the knife trick earlier," I retorted with a slight frown.

"A distraction," He responded without missing a beat. "By the way, you didn't go to the store wearing that did you?"

I tilted my head in confusion until I looked down and noticed what he meant. I still had on my combat attire which consisted of a long collared navy duster trench coat that stops at my knees, a pair of tinted wire-framed yellow sunglasses, and blue pants mostly covered by long black leather motorcycle chaps. What can I say? Western films with cowboys have heavily influence my childhood back in my old world.

"Oh…yeah, I, uh, guess I did," I responded bashfully while scratching the back my head. "Well that would explain the weird looks I got form the clerks."

I could have easily opened my pocket dimension and changed into more casual clothing but in haste I quickly forgot about it. Oh well. All three of us share a light chuckle about my wardrobe mishap. This pleasant atmosphere feels nice it reminds me of my family back in my old world. 'Huh, family' I never stopped and thought it but that's exactly what the Curtis's have become to me. Izumi was strict, stern and had a nasty temper but at the same time she was loving and caring in her own way. And Sig, despite his outward appearance, was just a big ol' teddy bear on the inside. But wait, wasn't there another one missing?

"That aside, where's Jade, wasn't he here this morning," I said mentioning the lack of a certain snarky magician.

"Yeah, that idiot son of ours was here earlier before running of to continue his research," Izumi stated in annoyance.

Jade Curtis, son of Sig and Izumi Curtis, a few years older than me (physically anyway) a genius and a general pain in the butt. He loves researching all things magical and would usually disappear for days if not weeks should he finds something that peaks his interest, much to Izumi's chagrin. He is extremely talented as a magician, using the knowledge he gained from his travels, he created a brand new magic system different than the one Merlin, the legendary wizard of King Arthur's age, established. Apart from his research, he also enjoys teasing and playing pranks, mostly on me, much to my annoyance. However, despite that he still a good person, eccentric and sarcastic mostly, but still good. If I had to describe our relationship, it would be something of a sibling nature, we love to annoy each other but we will always have each other's backs. He even tried to teach me about magic but unfortunately, I sucked at it. So instead he taught me how to enchant my gear, which enables me to add different effects to anything I create thus adding to my versatility in combat. We all love Jade but we wish he at least give us some warning before running off to continue his research. Oh well as long as he's healthy, we're happy.

"But enough about him, something came for you in the mail today," Izumi said handing me a letter.

I took a few seconds to read the letter. Apparently, I have been accepted to attend at a Japanese school called Kuoh Academy. While I do know the language thanks to Teachers' lessons, I would still fell really out of place there cause of customs and due to the fact that I am black. Heh that rhymed.

"What do you think, Randel?" She asked me.

"Why exactly did you do this, Teach? You know that I don't necessarily need to go to school for our line of… work." I said before the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. "It's a job isn't it?"

"Well, it's more like a favor for an old friend of mine. He thinks that someone in his group may be operating outside their interest." She said leaning against the door frame.

"What group?" I asked

"Grigori."

"Ah, Fallen Angels. That's a first." I said while thinking. Throughout my career as freelancer, most of my requests were to hunt down Stray Devils but this is the first time I have been asked to hunt Fallen Angels. I've only met one fallen angel during one of my more difficult hunts. We may have met under some unfortunate circumstances but she helped me out during the job and became one of my closest friends. We traveled for a bit until she had to report back to her superiors, causing us to part ways. We still keep in touch every now and then though magical communications. 'Hmm, I haven't heard from her in a while, I hope she's doing okay.' But back to the situation at hand.

"But what are they doing that has your friend spooked? And how is this school connected?" I asked

"Well, that school happens to be the territory of two high-class devils, the heirs to the Gremory and Sitri families." She answered seriously. "And my friend he told me he sent some of his subordinates that to observe a sacred gear wielder but he hasn't heard back from them and is worried that they may be operating on their own."

'Well shit,' "Okay, I can see the problem now," I said grabbing my head in annoyance. This can easily reignite the war and if that happens, humanity will get pulled into it. And it will get bloody. "That's a powder keg I don't want going off. But still why do I have to go to this school?"

"Two reasons: One, going as a student is less likely to draw too much attention." She said. That's true, the less eyes I have on me, the easier I can move.

"And Two," She said as she was walking slowly towards me. And Sig, who remained silent thorough out the conversation, placed his hands firmly on my shoulders. Oh no, I don't like where this is going.

"Due to Jade's interests, he never finished school, thus depriving me and my husband one the great joys of parenthood: seeing their child's graduation." She said smiling darkly at me with Sig following suite. "We REFUSE to let it happen again. You WILL go to this school and you WILL graduate. HAVE. I. MADE. MYSELF. CLEAR!

Oh dear God! JADE, I BLAME YOU FOR THIS!

And cut! That's a wrap for this chapter!

Sorry if I am taking too long to get to the plot, but I wanted to give Randel a reason to get involved in the plot rather than simply dropping him in it. Also while this may be a slight self-insert my OC does NOT have prior knowledge of future events in the Dxd world and will react accordingly to the situation. Also my OC will remain human in this story.

As for pairings, I don't know if I'll give Randel a harem (cause I know for a fact that I can't handle one!) But he and Kalawarner are definitely a pair but I go into more detail about that later.

Oh, I haven't forgotten about Issei, he still has a big role in the story. Yes, he is still a pervert and yes he still gets a harem, and he will still be a devil in service to Rias, but Asia will be the main girl this time. Asia herself will be a bit more involved in the story as well, though I don't know if I should make her a Devil, an Angel, or keep her human. If she's a devil that will make things a lot easier since the whole brave system doesn't get established until much later. But if she remains human she won't be able to participate in the Riser arc.

I haven't decided what the other girls are going to be in Issei's harem so I'll keep that open for now.

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