Well I'm back with chapter three! Been quite a while in the works, but finally here! I want to thank all the reviewers and followers, this is becoming my most popular story, I believe. I've kinda been off and on with working on this, but now I've guilted myself into pulling it back up again. So let's stop dithering about and get to some action!
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Issei looked up from his bed with a groan as he shut off his alarm clock. Last night was certainly a strange night. He probably would've slept well if Olaf hadn't been there. Had it just been that busty chick caught in his blast, well he would've had quite the nice night. Unfortunately, the sight of Olaf's… erm… club kinda shot all chance of a good night sleep to hell. As Issei flopped onto his back, he sighed.
'Gotta admit though… the dude did kinda save my ass, and he is responsible for me unlocking my power… so I guess it's not all bad… I'd take a sleepless night over yet another light spear through my gut.'
With that last, sobering thought, he got up and ready to attack the day.
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It wasn't long before Issei found someone joining him on his path. It was the quiet member of Pentakill… Yorick was it? The slouching, silent bassist had joined him shortly after he had left his house. He had yet to say a word to him, despite Issei's constant pestering. After a while, he stopped trying and just accepted the kid's presence with him. Now that he knew that he could defend himself if necessary, he felt that this blatant guard wasn't really required. However, he was a bit curious as to what the other members were capable of. Mordekaiser and Olaf both seemed really strong, so he wondered what the hot chicks were capable of. It wasn't much further down the path when he heard a sudden clatter. He looked over only to immediately get a perverse grin on his face.
That is, of course, until Yorick moved in the way. He cast a bland glance back at Issei, silently condemning him for his lewd mindset as he helped the clumsy white-clad girl to her feet. The look the undead bassist gave him was enough to get him to right himself and rush over to help too. As Yorick assisted the nun to her feet, Issei helped put everything back into her carrying case. Of course, he let a grin spread across his face as he saw some of its contents. He was only half paying attention to the conversation behind him.
Of course, calling it a conversation would be like calling a firing squad a battle. It was definitely a bit one sided.
"Oh Thank you so much mister! You really are too kind!"
"Hmm."
"Wh-what's your name?"
"Yorick."
"I'm sorry, b-but I'm a little bit lost…"
"Hmm."
"Can you help me out?"
"Hmm."
"Err…. was that a yes or a no?"
"Hmm."
At hearing another non-committal response from Yorick, Issei had enough. He was NOT about to let this smokin hot blond escape from him. He quickly stood up next to the pair holding the briefcase. "W-we'd love to help! Sorry, my… friend here doesn't really say much in the first place, don't be offended. My name's Issei! What's yours?" He asked, smiling.
Yorick rolled his eyes. So this was what Olaf meant by how boring Issei's life was. He decided to follow along with the pair, since he'd rather not get an earful from Karthus if something happened. As they walked, his ears caught an important bit of info in the conversation Issei was having.
"Oh no, I'm not at all… as a matter of fact, I've just been assigned to serve the church in this town."
"Right, you're a nun then. Guess that explains the uniform."
Yorick couldn't believe it. This kid was a devil, and he was gladly helping a nun. However, his eyes narrowed. He had seen the church in this area. It had happened when he went on a tour of graveyards in the area. It had hurt a bit when he tried to go near it, but he just dealt with it so he could look around. It was almost certainly in disrepair, almost nobody was there at any moment. And with the recent happenings, he couldn't help but feel that those crow feathers may not have come from birds, but something more dangerous. He was momentarily caught off guard when the nun ran off to help a kid who had skinned his knee. Yorick couldn't help but scoff at that particular display. How utterly… cliche…
His eyes momentarily widened as he saw a green glow form around her hands and the wound slowly fixed itself. He barely paid attention to the rest of the conversation, even as Issei said his goodbyes. He just barely paid enough attention to catch the nun's name. Asia Argento. On the way back to the school, Yorick looked over at Issei.
"Kid."
"Huh? What is it?"
"Whatever you do, do not establish contact with her again. Danger lies on that hill. Danger you're not ready for."
"What the hell man!? I know you guys have only really seen me as weak but now I've got this!" He said, forming his bracer on his arm. Yorick merely sent him a glance before smacking him across the back of the head, causing him to almost faceplant.
"Listen closely, I'll only say it once. I have reason to believe the beings that keep trying to kill you are connected to the church. And your little clothing burst won't do you any good if you get attacked, at least by a guy. You are still naive to danger. Don't overestimate your strength. I'm going on ahead. Don't get into any shit while I'm gone."
And with that, Yorick walked off, Issei staring at him in disbelief. That had to be the most Yorick had ever spoken with anyone. But he couldn't help but feel offended by the lack of faith everybody seemed to have in him. Nobody seemed to believe that he could hold his own in a fight. Everyone kept telling him to 'be careful' and 'stay out of trouble'. He gripped his fist angrily. He was gonna show everyone.
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"So, a nun with healing powers…"
"Aye."
"And you said that she said she had been assigned to the church? The one on the hill you found feathers near a while back?"
"Mmhmm."
"And what do you think are the odds that he will listen to your warning and ignore that Asia girl?"
"Slim to none."
"I see. So it sounds like those crows are planning something. The nun is new in town, but we can already assume that there is something in the works. They tried and succeeded in killing that boy. He had a power, and they killed him. I get the idea that the nun is in a similar case." Karthus said, eliciting nods from everyone. "Yorick, you shall stay with Issei at the end of the day. These crows seem to operate during the night, which is beneficial to us. Do not be afraid to use lethal force should you be attacked, but Issei is a top priority. Understood?"
"Hmm."
Mordekaiser couldn't help but laugh at the monotone assent. "And why don't we just storm the church, destroy it and whoever is in it, take what we want, and leave? I know we can handle that."
Karthus shook his head as Kayle scoffed. "You big oaf. We do not want to start a war that will destroy the world. Don't you remember that is exactly what Metallus told us not to do?" She said, glaring at the titan. Mordekaiser sighed and slumped a bit.
"Of course…" Karthus mused. "There is a possibility that Issei will start something there. Should he do so, whoever is on guard duty that night will have the honors. If things get rough, we will provide backup." He paused as a magic circle appeared next to his ear. He listened closely before shutting it off and smiling. "Well, I learned of something interesting. A stray devil has been causing trouble, but Rias Gremory has let us know that she will take care of it. Issei shall be with the whole peerage, so our guard is unnecessary. Any trouble they come across can be handled by then. However, a second stray devil has also appeared. We can have that one all to ourselves." He said. The titan and berserker had wicked smiles, and the two women were showing pleased smirks that held no less emotion.
Yorick was still being Yorick.
"Let's go, and try not to kill it too quickly. We all deserve to have some fun."
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The group of six stood outside of an abandoned factory. The Titan tilted his head.
"You know… I may have enough room in there to transform fully. That may be good for me. Not good for the pathetic bitch inside though."
Karthus raised his hand to stop Mordekaiser. "Yes. However, we do not know what lies within. You know how certain packages can contain untold terrors." They all shuddered in unison as a single figure passed through their heads. The lord of evil, trapped in a cute fuzzy body. "Let's go in and see how these devil pieces complement us." He said, strolling forwards and pushing the door open to reveal a massive empty room, three stories tall. Metal walkways crisscrossed the whole room, shrouded in darkness. Of course, to the devils, it was bright as day in there. Karthus tilted his head. Olaf growled.
"Come out here and face us you worthless shit!" He shouted, pouring his magic into his drumsticks, turning them into his skull clubs. Everyone else followed suit, getting their instrument weapons to full size. A horrific laugh could be heard from within the factory.
"Oh? What is this? It seems as though some devils came to exterminate me. But what's this? None of you look familiar. You can't possibly be a member of the families who own this territory..." The voice was silky smooth, but carried a unique distortion along with it. A male's face peered out of the shadows, a bald head and glowing red eyes being the most distinct features, followed closely by his sharp teeth and pointed ears.
Karthus nodded. "We are the Pentakill Peerage. We have been tasked to slay you, stray devil Tezivim, by the established house of Gremory. Certainly a happy coincidence, as we were looking to kill something soon anyways."
Tezivim laughed. "I've never heard of you guys! You can't possibly be that powerful! I'll kill you and your servants, then rape and eat those chicks!" He scuttled out of the darkness, revealing his true form. His torso up was like a human's, but from the waist down, it was like a centipede had a one-night stand with an octopus. He had a hard plated, segmented body, but with tentacles instead of legs. Each tentacle writhed as he moved, propelling him out of the shadows. Karthus sighed. Mordekaiser laughed.
"Ha! You useless shit will just be a stain on the bottoms of our boots! We are destined for greatness!" Mordekaiser roared, charging forwards. Olaf was close behind him. Karthus nodded.
"You two provide the assault. Yorick, Sona, provide support as you can. Kayle, provide an aerial opponent for this cocksure fool. I shall provide cover fire as needed." The rest of the peerage nodded and charged after the others as Kayle flew up into the air above the devil. Mordekaiser raised Numero Uno over his head and brought it down in a harsh swing towards the devil, who twisted out of the way, right into the path of Olaf, who swung his one club sideways into Tezivim. The stray shrieked as the force caused him to fly sideways into the wall. Olaf laughed.
"First blood to me!" He roared, causing Mordekaiser to growl.
"You only got it because he was avoiding me."
"Focus you two!" Kayle shouted, circling overhead as she watched the devil scuttle out of the dust cloud, straight for Olaf, striking him in the chest. Sona's musical tones rang out as a green circle enveloped the fighters. Olaf hopped right back up, none the worse for wear, and absolutely pissed. Yorick joined in the fray, plunging his shovel into the ground, summoning a circular wall of twisted, screaming souls around the stray o prevent escape. The startled devil screeched in a discordant tone as Kayle swept down at a blazing speed and used her flaming sword-mic to slash off the humanoid arms. Sona's tones changed and the ring shifted to sparkling blue fire that licked up along mordekaiser's body and across his muscles. Grinning madly, the master of metal swung his axe-guitar sideways, cleaving straight through the stray devil's midriff. A fountain of gore erupted from the injury as the humanoid half fell to the floor, gasping in pain and fear. The peerage parted ways for Karthus, who strolled up leisurely and grasped his microphone pole.
"Now, let's see how you die." He said, leaning in to look deep into the terrified stray's eyes. He could see the light fading quickly. "Pathetic. Now… Experience the Requiem."
He began to glow and float as he began singing in an eerie, harsh tone. Tezivim looked on in fear as he began to see a pillar of light form around him. He tried to squirm backwards, but the pillar stayed over him, unable to be avoided. His fear turned to anger. "I'll kill you you bitches! I'll tear out your fucking throats!"
His threat would remain unfulfilled though, as Karthus finished singing. The pillar narrowed yet brightened, before erupting with concussive force. When the light cleared, there was no body to be found, just a glowing wisp that flowed to Karthus. His grin was positively demonic as the wisp faded away. "I believe I need to report to Rias now." He said, forming a magic circle under himself to teleport away. Sona was the only other member of the peerage who learned anything about the new arcane arts they had at their disposal, so she formed one under the rest of the peerage to take them home.
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Rias looked over as the purplish red glow of Karthus's magic circle forming in the clubroom. Issei had left the classroom for the allotted contract times in a bit of a huff after his revelation of his piece, and everyone split off fairly soon thereafter. That left the two kings in the same room. Rias tilted her head upon seeing Karthus holding a large microphone stand with a mic attached.
"So, did the stray devil cause you guys any problems? I realize you all are still rather new to all of this, and a stray was a rather tall order. Sona's peerage was too busy with other matters, so we entrusted the task to you all."
Karthus smirked as he shrank his microphone back to its keychain size. "Oh please, our powers would have been enough to eliminate that disgusting freak by ourselves should the mission have called for it."
Rias sighed with a slight smile. "That is wonderful to hear Karthus. I am glad that you and your peerage have proven to be powerful allies."
"Of course, we wouldn't want to disappoint someone so important" He said in a rather joking tone, waving a hand. "Though I must say, we have been enjoying quite the bit of fighting, but the rest of my band has been getting antsy. Think at some point we can organize a small concert somewhere? For clarification, we aren't asking for permission. I'm asking you to possibly mention going during school tomorrow. I have seen the sway you and Akeno have over the rumor mills of the students, and I figure that you coming to listen to free music wouldn't be too much to ask." He said with a pleasant half smirk. Rias smiled and tilted her head.
"I suppose that isn't too much to ask. Very well, if you have a date scheduled, I'll make sure to come and bring my peerage. I have a feeling you may end up with a few groupies by the end."
"Why thank you. Now, I must be going. Plans to lay. I will send word to you once I have the date and location planned."
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Yorick sighed as he headed towards a certain direction. Karthus had mentioned that Issei was currently doing contracts, and so he needed to go and watch over the perverted brat. Fortunately, Yorick was able to see Issei go down a street a short distance away, so he was able to actually find and follow the pawn. Yorick sent a brief thanks to Metallus for gifting him that stroke of luck, and now he was running down the streets behind Issei in order to keep him in sight.
Eventually he saw Issei stop at a door and get off his bike, walking over and ringing the doorbell. Yorick elected to stay just nearby, close enough that he could hear whatever happened but not close enough to be seen. The slow pace was starting to bother the silent bassist. No responses from inside the house…
"Punish the wicked… words to live by. Yes, wise advice to heed from a holy man…"
Yorick was moving before he even heard the deranged laughter from the second, unknown voice. He rushed down the street towards the house, hoping he wouldn't have to deal with an impaled Issei. Enough of that had happened already. He heard gunshots and screams as he tore the door off its hinges and charged in.
"These bullets were blessed by- What was that?" Freed asked, his head whipping around at the sound of splintering wood. Issei perked up slightly while still clutching his leg. While the priest was distracted, Issei called up his gauntlet and launched himself at Freed, only for the exorcist to dodge and slash across Issei's back. However, before the exorcist could say another word, a solid shovel shaped guitar slammed into the side of his face. Yorick slid in, between Issei and Freed, a dull look on his face.
"Yorick…" Issei murmured, seeing the slouched teen's back.
"What did I say about staying out of trouble…" He growled in such a low tone it could barely be heard. Before Issei could respond, a scream was heard. Issei and Yorick both looked past Freed, who looked over his shoulder at the nun standing right behind him. While freed was distracted by the panicked nun, Yorick took note of the body in the corner. That could actually prove useful to the band member should the fight escalate. He turned his attention back to the nun just as she turned back around, allowing Asia to see the injured Issei and the poised Yorick. The girl looked spooked.
"Yorick? Issei? Wh….why are you here?"
"I'm here because… I'm a devil… and so is Yorick, but I don't know why he is here…" Issei responded, looking down at the ground. Yorick nodded.
"Issei is under my protection."
"And what a wonderful job you've done with that." Freed snarked, gesturing to the bleeding Issei. Yorick didn't bother responding, only gripping his shovel-tar a little tighter, noticing the slight wisp on the corpse of the innocent human. He barely registered the conversation that was happening around him until a particular sentence caught his ear.
"The fallen angels have expressly forbidden all forms of contact between our kinds and theirs."
That was all Yorick needed to hear. He plucked a single string, causing Freed to pause what he was about to say to Asia and look at the bassist in confusion. "What, are you gonna play us a fucking song before you die?" He asked sarcastically. Yorick plucked two more strings, causing the glow at the corpse to get slightly brighter. Issei and Asia noticed, but Freed had yet to see what the fuss was about.
"Well fine, devil, let me exorcise you!" Freed said, whipping his gun around to point at Yorick. At the same time, Yorick's guitar plunged into the ground, and many things happened at once. Freed fired, the gunshot causing Asia to scream. A twisted wall of souls appeared between Yorick and Freed, also encompassing Issei as well, intercepting the bullet. While this was happening, a screech was heard as a bizarre, demented creature pulled itself from the corpse of the slaughtered human and jumped at Freed, biting hard on his arm. The sight of the twisted and demonic creature and wall caused Asia to fall on her butt and scurry backwards to the wall of the house behind her, While Freed let out a feral scream. He flung the creature to the side and took aim, but had to quickly jump out of the way as a milky orb flew over the screaming wall. He thought he was safe until the ball hit the ground, spreading out it's contents in a wide cone that collided with him.
"Fucking DAMNIT!" Freed yelled as the creature leapt a staggering distance onto him again, chewing on his leg, falling to the ground as he felt a portion of his life force drain through the milky fluid. The wall fell and Yorick walked forwards, slapping the gun out of Freed's hand using the flat end of his spade. The Exorcist yelled in pain at the feeling of his hand getting smashed, and scrambled backwards, kicking the screeching ghoul off of him. "What the hell is that little piece of shit!?" He yelled, pointing his light sword at the ghoul, which climbed up Yorick's leg to sit on his shoulder.
"Soul. Person you killed has a right to be angry with you." Yorick said simply. That caused the other three members in the room to gasp. Freed glared.
"You some sort of fucking necromancer or something?"
Before Yorick could respond, a magic circle appeared behind Yorick, allowing Kiba to step through, followed by Akeno, then Koneko. Freed began growling as the three gremory pieces looked at Yorick in confusion.
"Yorick? Why are you here?" Kiba asked, Akeno looking a little disappointed that it wasn't mordekaiser. Koneko just narrowed her eyes as she looked at the ghoul. That thing… didn't seem right.
"Boss's orders." Yorick stated, not looking back at them. "Protect Issei. Bastard gets into trouble he can't handle far too often. Besides, he helps us as long as that continues."
"What do you mean I help you?" Issei questioned as Freed began laughing.
"So that's how it is huh? That little red toy on his arm good for giving handjobs? That's why you keep him around?" The crazed exorcist laughed as Issei began loudly protesting. Yorick sighed and turned to leave as Rias stepped through the circle, it closing behind her. Seeing her, Yorick nodded.
"You're strong enough to handle this." Yorick said. The little ghoul hopped off his shoulder and gave Rias a slip of paper. "That's when. Boss said so." Rias nodded in understanding as she pocketed the paper. Then it hopped off and sprinted back to Yorick as he left, leaving the chaotic scene behind him. He needed to go home. He needed a drink. He hadn't spoken so much in so long.
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"GODDAMNIT WHY DOES THE ONE GUY WHO WOULDN'T ENJOY IT GET THE DAY WHEN ALL OF THE SHIT GOES DOWN!?"
Back at the pentakill household, everyone was lounging on the couches in the living room, munching on some takeout. Mordekaiser was lounging in a stretched tank top and a pair of jeans and was frantically waving about a hand as he declared his outrage at the unfairness of the situation. Next to him, Olaf was just wearing a pair of leather pants and no shirt as he just merely sent death glares aimed at Yorick. Yorick was still in his uniform, perched on the edge of an armchair, feeding scraps of food to the little ghoul on his shoulder. Sona and Kayle were sitting near each other, lounging in casual blouses. Karthus was wearing a T shirt for some metal band that he had found through the internet. He was leaning forwards from his seat on the couch, elbows on his knees.
"That's not important at the moment, Mordekaiser. Calm yourself." Karthus responded.
"NOT IMPORTANT? MY FIGHT WAS DONE IN FOUR HITS! I'VE NEVER BEEN MORE BORED!"
"YOU WERE BORED?" Olaf roared, unable to take it any longer. "MY FIGHT DIDN'T EVEN LET ME LAND A HIT! AND THE DAMN PERVERT BLEW MY CLOTHES OFF! I'D SAY I GOT THE SHORT END OF THE STICK HERE!"
"SILENCE!"
The two largest members of the band stopped their yelling, and looked at the faintly glowing Karthus, causing them to sit back in their seats and relax a bit as Yorick calmed the slightly more nervous ghoul. Karthus sighed and rubbed the sides of his head as Kayle patted his back in knowing sympathy. "Ok, let's go over the most important news first. The fallen angels are working with some mentally deranged exorcist, and a nun who really doesn't seem to fit in. That right there?" Everyone nodded to some degree or another. "That nun is friends with Issei, our current person of interest, isn't that also correct?" At this just Yorick nodded. "Which means that Issei likely will be trying to help her out, since she doesn't really seem to align with the fallen angels, at least not willingly. Issei is that kind of stupid." At this, everyone nodded again. "So now we have to deal with what will likely become a rather large-scale conflict as Issei's stupidity will almost certainly make him run straight at the fallen angels and get himself into even more impossible situations." Karthus looked around. "We need to keep a close eye on them from here on out, as that conflict will be something we want to be there for. Yorick, if you wouldn't mind creating a few ghouls and having them watch over the church? From what I can tell, as devils we will get something as a familiar eventually but for now all we have are your ghouls. In turn, we shall stop standing constant watch over Issei, as it seems that it isn't worth the trouble or boredom for what little conflict he actually sees." Yorick nodded, Olaf and Mordekaiser sighed, relieved that they wouldn't have to handle that boredom anymore, and Kayle and Sona sighed in relief that they wouldn't have to deal with the boy's perverted antics. With that business concluded, Karthus leaned back.
"And now, for good news! I have secured us a location for a concert! And more importantly, I have secured an audience." Karthus said with a smug look on his face.
"How did you manage the second half of that?" Kayle asked, tilting her head, resulting in the floof of her hair flopping to the other side.
"I may or may not have gotten Rias to drop a few words tomorrow during school that she will go to the concert."
That will be enough? Sona asked, her telepathic voice ringing in all of their heads. Karthus chuckled.
"Trust me. I have seen enough to know the power that Rias Gremory holds over the students. If they think she will be there, they will show up themselves. We will have a full audience. That said, let's all practice a bit! It is not for a few days, so let's make sure we've got what it takes! Time to reveal Pentakill to this world!"
"AYE!" Everyone cheered, getting up from their seats.
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Alright, and there we have it! Asia is on the scene, things are heating up, and Karthus secured them a gig! It took way too long to get this chapter out but I hope it was well worth the long wait.
Probably not, but hey, oh well.
In other news, if you like this story, I am working on a similar one. That story will be focusing on the "Blood Moon" Line of skins in the game. That one won't quite follow the same canon as much but it will have a lot more of the League champions present. Not sure when the first chapter of that story will be released and out, but hey, just keep an eye open. Now let's get to the reviews since the last chapter!
Icedshadows: Well, what I can tell you is that I don't think I'll be killing off the fallen angels. They will be kinda brutalised at times but they won't be killed off.
General Feng Xiang: I have to say, I don't think I will be adding more League characters to this story unless they end up with their own Pentakill skin. However, Yasuo will be present whenever I get the Blood Moon skin story up, so keep an eye out for when that eventually happens!
Guest: Well, I guess it isn't quite dead. My updates only really happen when I am hit with flashes of inspiration.
Guest: I suppose I could take your blood? I mean, I don't really know what I'd do with it… but regardless, thank you for the enthusiasm!
Meanwhile, for all y'all reading this and not leaving reviews, Thanks! This is easily one of my most popular stories, with the most favorites and alerts of any story I have written, and the number of views is only second to my first story I wrote that is now 4 years old. (Yikes. I look back on that story and cringe.)
With that all said, I hope y'all have a great time, and I will see you whenever chapter four hits, or the Blood moon one does. Don't know which will happen first though...
