Here is chapter 4! This took quite long, but thats because I only write when I feel like it. I don't want to put a time limit to my updates because that would bring a lot of stress along with my school life. But without further ado!
Enjoy!
Dante woke up in his room. His black hair messy but he didn't care. It was saturday! He didn't have to go to school. He could just relax the whole day without any interruptions. Hopefully.
He stood up and went to his closet. He took out an dark blue long sleeved V-neck shirt and black jeans. He didnt even bother to wear socks. Then he went to the bathroom. Took his toothbrush, brushed his teeth and washed his face.
When he came out of the bathroom all freshened up he walked out of his room downstairs and found his grandfather sitting at the couch whit a cup of coffee watching the television.
As Dante walked to the kitchen to eat something for breakfest. Dante took a cup and poured some coffee into it when suddenly: "Ah, Dante I have decided that we are going to visit your fiancee this weekend." That statement made Dante drop the cup as it shattered on the floor and the coffee splattered everywhere.
"Dante, are you alright my boy?" Abaddon asked. Dante just stood there, eyes wide. He tought the contract was broken after the accident, but it seemed like he was wrong. He had never met her, but he was told that, one time her parents were visiting Abaddon, she was whit them. When they were walking past the mansion's courtyard she saw him playing whit other kids.
She seemed to fall in love whit him just by one look. Seemingly love at first sight. So as she pleaded her parents about it they arranged the marriage between them whit his grandfather.
"So who exactly is my fiancee? I havent really got a chance to meet her." Dante asked his voice just a little louder than a whisper.
"Ah, I forgot to tell you. She is lady Miranda. Daughter of the commander of the bronze legion." Abaddon said with nonchalant voice.
Dante just stood there pondering about the girl until Abaddon cried out.
"It's this late already? We have to depart now or we'll be late!" Abaddon said as he hurriedly went to the door and grabbed his coat and went out of the house. Dante just followed, grabbed his long coat and put on his shoes and walked outside to see his grandfather standing there mist swirling around him.
"Come now, we are in a hurry." Abaddon said with a big smile on his face.
Dante just walked inside the tornado of mist. 'Well there goes the relaxing weekend.' Dante tought. Then the swirl of mist disappeared like nothing ever happened.
-Line Break-
Rias was panicking. She couldnt find him anywhere. His aura just disappeared with no trace, there were no household records at the school files yet and none knew where he lived.
She was really scared that she had messed up. She had to find him, no matter the cost.
-Line Break-
Here they were. Outside a huge stone castle. Dante was gazing it with wary eyes.
"Here we are. Stonehall, the worlds biggest military city. There are over two dozens of different armies living here. There is no real ruler, but Tresdin. The commander of the Bronze legion keeps order around here. The Bronze legion is the strongest force around here so they have made an agreement that they are their unoficcial leader. Also Tresdin will be your future mother in law." Abaddon said happily walking towards the massive gates infront of them.
Dante just sighed. If this was a city where the strong lead the weak. That never ended in any good. He finally decided to follow his grandfather.
After a walk in the lower areas of the castle they made their way towards the centre. Towards the throne room. They opened the gigantic wooden doors and stepped inside the massive stone hall. There was a red carpet leading to a throne where a woman was sitting gazing boringly at the roof.
As she heard footsteps she lazily gazed at the incoming people. As she noticed Abaddon her eyes opened wide. She started trembling. She stood up and started to walk towards him.
"You dare set foot in this place, you bastard!" The woman shouted, anger clear in her voice.
"Calm down Tresdin.." Abaddon said smiling his eyes closed.
" Shut the f*** up. Because of you, my daughter's heart broke. She didn't know what to do when she heard about the attack on the mansion. You just told me that you went hiding. You didn't even tell me did the boy survive. Miranda has been depressed for the last seven years you old fart. We just got her out of her depression and then here you come and..." Tresdin was shouting mad but was interrupted when Abaddon suddenly dash forward with inhuman speeds and slapped her with a loud sound echoing trough the massive hall.
"Now you listen to me, Tresdin. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to endanger Dante's life. I do not care if you are mad at me. Then be, I didn't come to see you. I brought my grandson to meet her fiancee." Abaddon said his face sharp and eyes deadly serious. He was always like this when he discussed about his grandson.
Tresdin opened her eyes wide again. Finally noticing the other presence in the room. The black hair, those bright blue eyes. Tall as heck, but one thing stood out the most for her. That uninterested look in his face.
Tresdin shoved Abaddon aside and tried to kick Dante's face. He just side stepped. Caught the leg in his arm and threw her over his shoulder slamming her into the ground.
"You young punk! You don't even pay attention when we are discussing matters about your future." Tresdin said with a glare. She couldnt believe her daughter wanted to get married with him. She had to make sure he was really fit for her and she knew just the right way.
Tresdin had a smirk on her face. Abaddon got shivers just remembering what happened when she showed that grin back in the days.
"You can marry her, but you have to beat me in a duel." Tresdin said while laughin inside her head . No one has beaten ever in a duel. A fight with Abaddon ended in a duel. She was proud of that. She ended up in a draw with the most powerful human alive. She tought Dante had no chance against her.
"Fine, I accept." Dante said now serious. Abaddon was about to cry right now. Dante was in so much pain, he didn't know it yet.
-Line break-
They were standing on a giant arena. There were thousands of people in the audience shouting cheers towards the commander who was in her grey full metal armor (Stonehall royal guard set). The helm's eye sockets were burning whit red fire. Dante stood across from her. He was wearing his longcoat, jeans and his v-neck shirt.
Abaddon was standing in a special stand in the audience next to him was standing a seemingly older man with grey hair. He was wearing an dark green commander coat, black t-shirt, army green cargo pants and combat boots. This man was Macathur Krus, commander of the Grand division, second most powerful army in Stonehall. He was also the husband of Tresdin. Suddenly the doors behind the two burst open. They saw a teenage girl panting. She had long brown hair in a pony tail and pale blue eyes. She was wearing an red t-shirt and shorts.
"Ah, hi sweetie. Did you come watch how your mother will destroy this boy?" Macathur said sweatdropping as he remembered how mad her wife was. She was giving this fight her all. That was sure.
"Daddy, is it really him? Is it that boy?" Miranda asked. Her eyes glinting with hope. Her father just nodded. She rushed over to the balcony where they were standing. She scanned the arena until she found what she was looking for. Dante was looking for his gramps and met eyes with her. Miranda blinked twice and blushed. She quickly turned her gaze away. Macathur and Abaddon were smiling an all too knowing smile.
Then Miranda turned towards her father. "Daddy, why are they fighting?" she asked oblivious to the earlier actions. Macathur was sweating right now. If he would tell her she would be mad and when she was angry there was hell to pay. She got that aspect from her mother. She would start a fight with her mother and after losing she would come to him and then he would have to choose a side and... Macathur sighed. He was wrapped around their fingers, that's what you get for marrying an stronger woman.
"Uh, sweetie. Your mother kind off challenged him to a duel for your hand in marriage." Macathur explained carefully.
Miranda's bangs shadowed her eyes.
"Why?" She asked almost in a demonical nature. Macathur was sweating bullets now but Abaddon decided to save his old friend and spoke.
"Look, lady Miranda. Dante has been trough a lot of emotional stuff lately so he has been thinking about it and he was spacing out when me and your mother were talking about the past and your mother noticed that and got mad at him." Abaddon explained in an calm but serious way.
Miranda's mood did a total 180 degrees and turned into a one of sadness.
"Is he okay?" Miranda was asking scared that something might come in the way of them. After all this time they finally meet and if something would ruin this moment. She didn't even know what she would do.
"He will explain himself when he is ready." Abaddon said in a rather angry tone. Which made Miranda flinch
They all changed their interest to the arena after a shout of the referee. A man was at the corner of the arena ready climb out any second.
"Are you two ready?" He nodded as he saw both sides agreeing "Then let the duel begin!" He shouted and jumped quickly out of the arena.
Tresdin slammed her glaive to the ground and a ring of fire erupted from the ground around the two of them.
Mist forgery: Spear of Darkness
Dante summoned his spear. Then they both rushed forwards meeting in the middle. Both pole weapons pushing against each other. Dante pushed himself back sliding a few feet back.
Tresdin didn't give any room and attacked again this time managed to get a slice to his chest. His skin had a deep gash in it but there was no blood. Mist was seeping from the wound as it closed itself.
"Impressive, managed to learn the healing ability of your clan so young." Tresdin smirked. She knew this was going to be a good fight.
Dante took of his now ruined coat and threw it aside. He just started to get serious. He twirled the spear in his hand. Tresdin just took off some distance as she tought of it as some close combat technique. She was wrong. Just as she got some distance Dante took a position and threw the spear breaking the sound barrier. A loud thundering sound filled the air as the spear flew towards it's target.
Tresdin blocked the spear with ease. She was quite disapointed. It seemed like he wasn't giving it his all. She tried taunting him.
"You are not worthy of my daugther. You are weak. And you will never be loved. No one will love you because you are weak!" Tresdin finished.
Dante's mind was flooded with memorys. Memorys of her, what she did and how she broke his heart. Things he didn't want to remember, things he wanted to go away. He just couldn't forget.
Tresdin was smirking inside. She got him this time, without a proper answer she knew she hit a hard spot. Perfect for enragin your opponents. But the reaction she got was something she didn't expect. A sound which made everyone silent.
Cracking, something was cracking. They could see a crack crawling from under his shirt to his left eye. Suddenly a large pulse of power erupted from Dante. The power tore off his shirt. Showing everyone.
There it was. A spider web patterned crack right on top of his heart in his chest. As Abaddon saw this, His aura boomed, filled with anger and rage. he had tears in his eyes and was about to jump at the battlefield, but what he heard made him stop in his tracks. Something he didn't even know of:
Graveyard Dance: Balance breaker! UNDERTAKER!
Thats it fellows. A little cliff hanger at the end. And as you can probably see the Graveyard Dance is a sacred gear. I will make it clear. It is not some secret 14th longinus or some s*** like that. It is just a normal sacred gear. And the mystery girl in the harem will be Miranda. She will be the second main girl in this story with Serafall. Well hope you enjoyed. Leave a rewiew because I would really appreciate it. I want to know your opinions about my story. Well bye now!
Current harem:
Serafall (main)
Miranda (main)
Kuroka
Raynare (maybe)
