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"So you're plan is to have a duel with Raiser Phenex?" Grayfia said. Owen was given more information on the Phenex Clan and had asked Grayfia if she would make a meeting with Raiser. He knew she'd have to take it up to whoever this 'Sirzechs' was since he had a feeling he was pretty high up there with a maid who knows what he held with him. Not a lot of people know he had this Gear and most would mistake it for a simple Sacred Gear. Oh how they were wrong.
"Yeah." Owen affirmed. "Only way to get her out of her engagement faster is for a duel and I'm pretty sure I'd be pulling a lot of strings from your master but this is pretty much the only way I can ensure winning. A Rating Game would be too risky since he has a full peerage with him so this is the better choice."
"You don't get that call Owen." Rias said, displeased by the fact that he wanted to go one on one with a Phenex who are blessed with immortality and pleased that he would do this for her. "I don't want you doing this… You know he's immortal."
"And I can just delete his body until we both run out of stamina." Owen retorted. "If this Raiser is arrogant then he'll probably be relying on his immortality to win. I can exploit that and make him expend more stamina to get the upper hand. At least I hopes so."
"And you think that you can win?" Grayfia asked. "I care about Rias-sama and personally would not want to see her be engaged with Raiser Phenex. I do not like to rely on you even if you wield the Forbidden Gear."
"Then don't. But I'm not going to risk Akeno or Kiba or Koneko or Asia. I'd rather do this alone." Owen said. Silence fell upon the room as the only maid and the only man in the room stared at each other while the only red head in the room looked on in worry.
"I will see to it that you will receive your meeting." Grayfia relented and turned around. "Do not make me regret this decision." She added before teleporting out of the room.
Owen finally released a breath he was apparently holding and got knocked down on the bed by Rias.
"Please be careful…" Rias muttered, face buried on his chest.
"I will." Owen replied. 'To the best of my ability I will.'
Two days later things were slightly off normal with Rias being a bit more edgy, Owen being more serious than laidback and everyone was a bit worried. Only Akeno knew what was going on and had stayed with Rias when she and Owen weren't together. The times they were together were mostly the two enjoying each other's company, not saying a word.
Owen was anticipating the silver haired maid to show up and tell him that he would get his meeting and he was getting a little impatient now. It's two days longer that Rias would be engaged to Raiser and he already had a feeling he was a prick. From what Rias had told him Phenexes were immortal and would only stop regenerating their bodies when they lose all of their stamina. It would probably take him awhile to get him on that level and it would probably make him use his Balance Breaker to end the fight faster.
As he opened a book about the Phenex Clan Rias handed to him, he thought about what Issei would do. No doubt he'll do it to have some alone time with Rias but since he's employed to Azazel there will be some political agreements. He heard that the Governor of the Fallen Angels wanted peace more than war and the Angels would join in on that agreement too. It was only a matter of who would start the negotiations first. He would do some more thinking on that later, right now getting more information on the Phenex Clan is more important. He did wonder how strong their head member would be.
"You're reading that book?" He heard. Turning around he saw Rias standing in front of the door to his room dressed in a black lace nightgown. Owen was sure that every underwear she had was lace.
"Yeah. Wanted to get a more in depth understanding on who I'll be going up with." Owen replied, placing a bookmark and closing the book. "Gotta say, Devils have some pretty ancient books." It was true. He saw some event that dated back to the early days and it did look ancient.
"Well, we devils do live for a long time." Rias stated, walking up to him and sat down. "You know that you may not get your meeting, right?"
"I know." Owen said, turning his head to her. He did prepare for it if it happened. He was surprised that Grayfia had agreed so easily. He expected her to at least put up a bit of an argument or something close but he wasn't complaining. He did wonder though. "But I'm hoping I do. And I get that duel."
Rias didn't say anything as she hugged him. She had been doing this a lot now and it gave her comfort, like things were normal. She didn't want Owen to fight Raiser if it meant getting him killed. Defeating a Phenex is near impossible if you're a devil save for a few. If you were an Angel then it'd be a breeze but Owen was no angel. Not by a long shot he isn't. And Raiser had a short fuse that would probably make him be more aggressive in his attacks if they do go through with the duel.
"You think I'll lose, don't you?" Owen accused. When Rias nodded, he smiled. "No worries, I got the match in the bag. Trust me."
She just hoped he was right.
Owen had left the room an hour after Rias went to sleep and had called Issei who was probably neck-deep in some oppai but he actually answered for once.
"Owen! What's up?" Issei asked, slightly out of breath. So he was neck-deep in some oppai.
"Phenex Clan member. Can I beat him?" Owen asked straight of the bat. No point in delaying it.
"You mean those guys who are immortal and stuff? It'd take a while but yeah you can beat one. Why you asking?" Issei answered. He did want to know what was going on after all.
And Owen had explained to him what his problem is and now Issei was laughing. "Raiser Phenex? Bitch please, you could beat him in less than ten minutes!" Issei exclaimed. "The guy didn't bother to train his stamina all that much and his peerage is just for his harem!"
'Really now?' Owen thought. "I could use that for some trash talk or something along the way…'
Issei then explained some strategies when it comes to Phenex members because you don't know when you'll come across a Phenex who actually knows their shit and all. It's best to be prepared.
Which is why he bought a condom yesterday.
"You got all that?" Issei asked, not surprised if Owen didn't since he did say a lot of things.
"Yeah. Yeah, I got it." Owen answered before a light shot up from the corner of his living room. "I gotta go." He hung up the phone as Grayfia appeared, still in her maid uniform and a stoic face.
"Hello, Owen-sama." Grayfia greeted, bowing slightly. "I have discussed your proposition to Raiser-sama and has agreed to meet if you swear that you will go through with this and will only talk with you and no one else. He seemed eager to destroy you during your duel."
"I swear." Owen said. It's best to get it over with.
"Then your meeting will be tomorrow."
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Rias asked, worried. She expected it to be a little more sooner than later but then this happens and shit just hits the fan.
"I already swore I would. Don't worry, nothing's going to happen. Much." Owen assured her. At least he hoped nothing's going to happen except for a long talk. He really didn't want Rias' clubroom destroyed because of something he said. But he might destroy some stuff inside the clubroom because of what he'll be saying though.
He gave Rias one last kiss before being teleported to Rias' clubroom.
First thing he saw was the norm. Couch, table, desk, Raiser sitting on the couch and Grayfia standing by the desk. She wore her usual maid outfit while Raiser wore a more formal red suit with a white dress shirt that had the top button unbuttoned. He had short blonde hair and dark blue eyes that all blondes seem to have. He already had a feeling this guy was a prick from the start.
"So, you must be Raiser." Owen started.
"I am Raiser." He confirmed. "And Raiser will be making sure this Pawn will be put in its place."
'Oh great he talks in third person.' Owen thought. "Yes and Owen will make sure that this chicken will drop his ego down." He remarked, ticking the blonde devil a bit.
"We are here to ensure that a proper duel will be made under fair circumstances. I will not allow a rule to be accepted unless both participants agree on said rule." Grayfia stated.
Owen looked at Raiser. If he was right he relied more on his immortality so he didn't up his stamina more. He'd more than likely rely on his pieces to win his Rating Games and his immortality to be the longer fighter. He probably wouldn't agree on a straight one on one fight so…
"If you want to use your peerage, go right ahead." Owen said, surprising both devils in the room. One had a look of shock while another had a look of glee.
"Of course he'd be happy with that." Durnehviir remarked. "Who wouldn't, am I right?"
'And now you decide to talk?' Owen said. 'Really?'
"Hey, I was busy!"
'With what?'
"…Stuff."
Before Owen could respond, he heard Raiser laugh smugly. "This trash really does want to die! Raiser will accept this rule."
"You know, you could get his servants if you wanted to." Durnehviir said. "You know you want to."
Owen did thought about taking one or two of Raiser's pieces. Rias probably wouldn't be happy with it but he'd probably come up with a bullshit excuse that most likely wouldn't work but she'd have to deal with it in the future.
"Unless you give up two of your pieces if I win." Owen added. "Actually, make that three." 'He does have a lot of pieces anyway, what's three off of him gonna do?'
He'd get a verbal ass whooping from Rias later but it's worth it. But it's his inner dragon talking so chances are it's not going to be worth it.
Raiser thought about it for a while as silence encompassed the room. Grayfia was still standing by the desk but had a look of confusion cross over her face. She wondered if Rias' new Pawn really was out of his mind when she heard him say that Raiser could use his peerage during their fight. Unless he was trying to show off or he knows he'll win the fight then he had no reason to state his rule. That and he didn't give a proper reason for what he said. It was as if he had a trump card really to pull out…
"Raiser will accept this rule." The blonde devil responded. "If you accept for the fight to be tomorrow."
"Oh, cocky little shit, ain't he?" Durnehviir said. "He's gonna regret saying that."
'Oh don't get too excited. We might burn the clubroom down.'
"Sure." Owen replied. "Then I guess you'd better get ready to lose then."
"Raiser, losing? Ha!" He scoffed. "Raiser will not lose to a low life like you."
'Oh, how you're going to regret that.' He thought. "Yeah. I hope you don't, jackass."
"What did you say to Raiser?" He demanded.
"Nothing. I just said you'd better get ready jackass." Owen patted his shoulder and drew his face closer to the devil in front of him. "Trust me."
And with that, he left the clubroom.
"Well, that went better than expected." Durnehviir stated. The dragon was right. Raiser probably would've gotten more irritated if he didn't please his ego. He knows he can take on his full peerage since the King would need to be stronger than the Pieces.
Wait. If he got revived by Rias then wouldn't that mean that she was stronger than him?
This needs questioning.
And so he decided to walk back to his apartment until he bumped into someone.
"Ah, sorry. Here, let me he…" His words were drowned out by the sight of long blonde hair on her right side and black hair on the left. She had a blue eye on her left side while a yellow eye resided on her right. Somehow he had the feeling that he needed to get away from her as soon as he could possibly can but the way her eyes entranced him…
"Owen, move. Now!" Durnehviir shouted. "She is dangerous and I would advise against fighting her, now run!"
"Oh, it's quite alright." She replied, smiling sweetly at him. He had a nagging feeling that told him to run like hell but still couldn't move.
Suddenly his Forbidden Gear decided to speak outside of his mental world. "Just what are you doing here, Hel?"
"Oh, Durnehviir! It's so nice to see you again!" She exclaimed.
"Answer the question, Hel." Durnehviir pressed.
"Oh, you know. Wandering around…" Hel then had a malicious expression. "Probably get you down onto my world…"
"Yes, but no dice." Durnehviir stated before he forcefully made Owen run.
Hel sighed. She finally had the chance to meet the current owner of the Deletion Gear and the dragon residing in it doesn't want to meet her.
After all, she was one of the Gods and Goddesses to place him in that Gear.
So, it's been a while. School and Christmas parties got in the way of me updating. Sorry it's short.