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"Rias!"- Normal Speech
'Asia!'- Thoughts
"Issei!"- Indirect Speech (Ex. Texting, Video Monitors, and Magic)
[Boosted Gear]- Sacred Gear and Evil Piece mention, Ddraig Speech
{Divine Dividing}- Albion Speech
After the events of the Familiar Forest along with both Emilya and Asia getting a rare familiar. What happened after taking Cerynitis home wasn't like anything Emilya thought of originally. Both Camael and Mittelt were rather understanding of the woman as they greeted the silverette with a kind smile. Though the real reason as to why they were acting nice was because they were thinking that since Cerynitis was just a familiar then she wouldn't be any competition to be with Emilya.
Yes, that's right while the Magus was out in the Familiar Forest the older Fallen had confronted the younger one about her feelings towards Emilya. In short they were going to be competing for the small girl's heart to see who she loves the most… without her knowing of it. The very next day was spent with all four getting to know each other better, with Genevieve dropping by later in the afternoon to get the notes she needed from Emilya.
With the day at its end all four women felt as if they knew each other better than before… but the pinkette felt bad for having to falsify all of the information she told them. She still didn't know what would happen to her if anyone learned that she was from a different dimension. She didn't want to take any chances on the matter, just in case if there was some nut job that was similar to a typical Magus back in her home dimension.
Now it was Sunday, the sun had set long ago and Emilya along with Mittelt and Cerynitis were standing outside of an old abandoned facility that looked to be on the verge of collapsing. "So, why did the Sitri heiress want us to come out here again?" Mittelt asked with a bored tone as she looked around the dark forest and rusted building.
"Sitri-dono has asked Ojou-sama to take care of three Stray Devils that have taken up residence within this building." The tanned woman stated as her eyes slowly narrowed. "It is most likely a test of sorts to see the extent of your strength, Ojou-sama."
The pint-sized girl let out a sigh as she knew that her familiar was correct on the matter. "If what Shitori-kaichou told me about these Stray Devils are true then we will be dealing with two C-class and an A-class. If Camael was correct on the way Stray Devil rankings work… then I should be able to take care of all three of them. But, in case I can't kill the A-class on the first blow you two should be ready to finish it off. Although she won't be able to see much when I finish setting up."
The two looked at each other in confusion, wondering how Emilya would kill the three Strays and block out the Sitri's familiar. The answer was soon to come as they all walked into the building before making their way to the largest room. "Okay, Cerynitis-san. I want you and Mittelt-san up in the rafters with…" A long piece of rope soon appeared in her hands as she handed to the hind. "…this. And when I tug on it pull me up. Do you understand?"
"Of course Ojou-sama. It will be done."
As soon as the rope was in her hands Cerynitis jumped up into the rafters with relative ease. Mittelt staying on the ground for just a moment more to get a good look at Emilya. Her eyes were set, she held herself differently than before, and… "Huh? Emi-chan?"
"Yes, Mittelt-san?" The pinkette replied earnestly, finishing up the knot on the rope around her waist, as the Fallen merely shook her head.
"It's nothing. Just… be careful okay." 'I swear… I thought I just saw her eyes turn gray.'
The Magus smiled at her which made a dusting blush pass over her cheeks. "I'll be fine. Get up there with Cerynitis-san so I can start my preparations." Her caring tone and soft smile made the blush grow larger.
"H-hey! It's n-not like I wanna be w-worried about you, idiot! It's just that the deer won't be, so I'll have to be the one to worry!" As soon as she finished her small outburst the girl took flight into the rafters leaving Emilya by herself.
"Trace on."
Following soon after saying her mantra a lantern with a small flickering flame inside appeared in her grasp. Upon opening the shutter the pinkette touched the flame inside, a stream of mist began to blow out of the bottom of the lantern and settle into the room right afterwards. This was a dense mist… the type where a murder could take place and not have a single person know who did it. Her eyes narrowed once more as a weighted sensation fell upon her waist. Looking down she saw the set of four strangely shaped knives and their sheathes resting in them. Knives that were perfect for disemboweling people… more specifically women. A small humming feeling could be felt running through the knives as they slowly began to hum louder with the approaching rumbles from down the hall.
She could smell them, the prominent blood scent was a dead giveaway, as was the shaking of the ground marking their imminent arrival either way. Emilya gave a swift tug on the rope and she was quickly drawn up into the rafters to join her friend and familiar. And soon after making it to the top the right doorway burst open with the inhuman monsters coming in. One looked like a large spider person, another was a terrifying lamia, and the last looked like a fairly normal woman… were it not for the pulsating black veins all across her body.
"Hey! Where the hell did all of this mist come from!?" The lamia screeched as it tried to navigate through the thick vapor.
"I'm not positive but I am certain that this was created with some form of magic. So we don't know what effects it may hold." The arachne stated as it scuttled along the floor, it's eyes scanning the mist as well.
The third stayed vigilant as the veins on her arms pulsated faster. "Who cares, we'll just kill whoever did it and feast on their flesh!" As soon as she said that her skin literally burst open as she became… a demonic werewolf. Yep, Emilya has pretty much seen it all by now.
"Ojou-sama, what is it that you will be doing now?" The silverette asked as the blonde beside her nodded in agreement. The Magus kept her eyes on the targets as she asked a question.
"Mittelt-san, Kaichou said that they were all female, correct?"
"Uhh, yeah? Why do you ask?"
"No reason. I'm going to get to killing them now. If the looks aren't for show then the lamia will have to go first. The mist can block all forms of enhanced senses, but not a snake's thermal vision." Mittelt could only grimace at that. The way the pinkette said that word almost made it seem like committing the act itself was easy for her. Which shouldn't even be possible for someone her age, after all… there couldn't be any possible way for an eighteen year old girl to be used to the act of killing something, no matter who or what it is.
"Hell is starting." A dark black aura began to form around Emilya's crouched form as she drew two of the knives from their sheathes. For it to be used at full capacity three requirements are to be met… "We are fire. We are rain. We are power." The dark aura condensed more as Emilya's red-eyes began to glow with malice. First, it must be the time where shadows run rampant; second, the target must be of a natural female, no matter what it truly is; and lastly, the area must be thickly covered in a layer of mist. "Let there be a slaughter…" She Reinforced her legs to a great degree as she could feel them coiling up, readying themselves to send her flying towards the unaware Strays. The Noble Phantasm created by the collective hatred of the spirits of children that never knew a mother's warmth… just like Emilya. The recreation of the string of murders that took place within London during 1888 known simply as…
"MARIA THE RIPPER!" With that the Magus launched herself from the rafters surprising her comrades at what she just did. The lamia-like Stray didn't know what occurred as blood suddenly filled her wind pipe. While she began clawing at her now slit throat more simultaneous cuts began to riddle her body, mutilating her already dead body further and further until it was an unrecognizable pile of flesh.
Turning to check on what caused the air to quietly whistle the two saw the completely mutilated corpse of the lamia-like Stray. The two quickly began to look around to try and find whoever attacked the lamia. Neither of them saw anyone pass the other to get to the lamia, so that could only mean that whoever attacked their comrade was extremely… "GAAAAAAHHH!"
The werewolf turned around to see a small figure on the arachne's back stabbing her in both the jugular and head. There appeared to be two more knives protruding out of her carapace covered abdomen. Pulling all four knives out of the dead Stray's body Emilya quickly disappeared once again into The Mist with a childish laugh, putting the werewolf Stray further on edge. She brought her nose up to the air and began to sniff around trying to locate the brat that had killed off both of her accomplices. Only to find that she couldn't smell her, in fact she couldn't even smell the freshly spilt blood spewing out of both corpses that were almost ten feet away from her. Suddenly she started coughing up some of her own blood, courtesy of The Mist which was messing up her incredible sense of smell as well.
"Wh-what the hell is happening!?" She was shaking, her legs were trembling as The Mist slowly sapped away her strength. She looked over at the bodies of the two Stray Devils that were with her for a while. 'Sure they may have been C-class but they sure as hell weren't pushovers! So, what kind of monster is doing this to-!' Her thoughts were cut off as a pair of glowing red-eyes appeared before her with a smiling child accompanying them.
"Hello there. Did you like what We did to your friends?" The pure terror that filled her being at the creepy tone the child had just used to say her part was too much for even a killer like herself to handle and thus she screamed and knew no more.
Cerynitis and Mittelt were worried, worried for the safety of Emilya, along with what was happening within that mist. The Fallen was concerned over what that dark aura that surrounded Emilya was, it seemed to be composed completely out of malicious intent. While the familiar was worried over having lost sight of her master as the mist was too thick for even the trained eyes of the Ceryneian Hind to see through. Though that was no longer an issue as the vapor began to disperse revealing the Magus and the three dead Strays to the two's immediate relief . After jumping down, or in Mittelt's case gliding down, Cerynitis dashed over to her master and began to look her over. "Ojou-sama! Are you okay? They didn't hurt you did they? I swear if they did-"
"Cery-chan." Emilya stopped her fretting familiar by placing both of her hands on the silverette's cheeks and squishing them together. "Calm down. If you do then you'll notice that I'm not injured in the slightest. My leg muscles may be a little sore from pulling that stunt off but that's about it. Besides you're acting like my mother fretting over something dangerous I did." She removed her hands from the hind's face once the woman was calm enough.
"Forgive me, Ojou-sama. I was just worried that something would go wro- wait, you think I act like your mother when she is worried?" The woman bowed as she asked for forgiveness and an interesting question, giving the pinkette a good view of her cleavage nonetheless. Emilya's faces glowed red at the sight as she looked away from the view. "Th-that's fine Cerynitis-san! L-let's just go home and report back to Kaichou that we finished. And yeah you kinda do…"
Emilya stopped herself before thinking on what she and her familiar had just spoken of. 'Wait, where did that comment about a mother come from? I've never had a mother before, not a single person in any of my iterations has had one, and from Illya's memories Irisviel has never once fretted over her before. So, where did that come…' She clutched her head as the sound of static could be heard going off inside of it. She could almost make out the image of woman in her mind but couldn't see her in that great of detail. Once the static had cleared the image was gone causing Emilya to contemplate further on the matter. 'Wh-what the hell was that? That wasn't like any memory from my alternate selves, so just what could it have been?'
Her small bit of pain seemed to have gone unnoticed by Mittelt as she merely puffed out her cheeks. "Hmph, knowing the Sitri heiress she probably sent a familiar to watch our progress, so more then likely she knows that we're done. Though I highly doubt that she got any better of a view than we did inside of that mist. So, I suggest that we just head on home and see what Camael-sama cooked for dinner. Besides we can talk to Sitri about it tomorrow… she'll probably send her [Queen] to fetch us and bring us to the council room either way." With Emilya agreeing on the matter she bid Cerynitis a good night as the silverette returned to the Familiar Forest. With that done the two girls began their walk home ready to take on tomorrow to the best of their abilities.
~Line Break~
Sona could only groan in annoyance at the report that was just given to her by the two girls sitting in front of her. "So, the three Strays are dead, correct?" Emilya nodded her head as Sona rubbed the bridge of her nose. "And you managed to kill all three of them by yourself? Without the help of Mittelt-san or the Ceryneian Hind?"
"Yeah. It was kind of hard for me to believe as well." The ravenette looked towards the blonde and motioned for her to continue. "Emi-chan here summoned some sort of mist that filled the entire room and bared our vision from what occurred within it. Hell, even Cery-chan couldn't tell what was happening inside of it."
"Mist?" An eyebrow was perked up as an accusing eye was pointed at Emilya almost if asking, 'Are you going to elaborate or am I going to have to ask?'
"Well…" The pinkette decided to concede and talk without being asked the question. "It was just a simple spell I casted for the occasion. Though it is rather dangerous since it's a combination of sulfuric acid and a high concentration of magical energy, making it lethal to breath in for most living beings, except for the caster of course." The Devil and Fallen could only stare at the girl, gaping at what they had just heard her say.
'Something like that would require a good amount of mana to pull off even to fill a room of this size… but to fill the largest room of that facility… and call it a simple spell? Just how strong are you Emilya von Einzbern?' As Sona recovered from her thoughts, she just chuckled dryly at the fact. "It's just one surprise right after another with you, isn't it Einzbern-san?"
"H-huh? Wh-what are you t-talking about Shitori-kaichou?"
"Well, let's see: first, you knew little to nothing about the supernatural for a standard Magician; second, you're living on peaceable terms with two Fallen Angels; third you can cast spells that would cost most Magicians and a few Mid-class [Bishops] almost all of their mana pools easily; fourth, you're capable of killing multiple powerful targets by unknown means; and lastly, you made the Ceryneian Hind your familiar… something that most Devils would kill for. And then you just told me that you killed the three Strays last night with relative ease like I stated on my fourth point. So, how can none of that be surprising to you in the slightest?"
Emilya could only laugh dryly while Mittelt couldn't help but sigh at the Sitri heiress' logic. 'I can't help but to agree with the Sitri. That dark aura that she called out the other night was… freaky to say the least. After all I still don't know that much about Emi-chan to begin with… I wonder what kind of stuff Camael-sama knows about her.'
Any further conversation was cut off as the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. Sona could only sigh in frustration at the terrible timing before standing up, followed soon after by the two girls, as she walked them to the door. "Hopefully the next time I call either of you in it won't be for business, but maybe for a cup of tea and sweets along with a game of chess. How does that sound?"
"That sounds… rather nice Kaichou. I'll have to take you up on that offer later on. In the meantime me and Tatsumi-san have to get going or we'll be late." The alias for the blonde was used as on the other side of the opened door were a few students walking about in the halls.
"Yes, and I expect you to follow through with it considering how many favors the Student Council owes you by now." The pinkette only nodded as she and Mittelt left for class leaving the Devil alone in the council room.
Sona took a seat at her desk once more as she pulled out a personal file from one of its drawers. Opening the manila folder there appeared to be many photographs with one of Emilya being the largest along with a few sheets of paper inside. Violet-eyes scanned the sheets of paper once again as they had every time she added new information into it since the time the pinkette was confirmed to be a Magician.
Name: Emilya von Einzbern?
Age: 18?
Family: Unknown
An unknown Magician of a seemingly unordinary and questionable background. Raised outside of the teachings of standard Magician cabals by an unorthodox teacher, that would ultimately end up limiting her magical abilities until recently as stated by Emilya herself. This isolation has also made her ignorant to the rest of the supernatural as a whole.
Despite being restricted for what may have been most of her life the mana pool she contains is extensive to a degree where I am not sure what it's limits may be. As it is shown through a spell, referred to as a Conceptual Weapon, known as Rho Aias, that takes the form of a seven-layered glowing pink consolida ajacis. 'An absolute defense against any thrown weapon' is the concept that it is based upon, the individual strength of the layers are unknown as the shield has only been seen once by Rias Gremory.
Which brings into question the true strength that she is capable of. As seen secondhand by Rias once again the carnage that was left behind by the Magician when she went to rescue her newest [Bishop]. Three Fallen Angels were confirmed to have been killed by her along with over four dozen trained Rouge Exorcists by unknown means. The mere fact that she killed them all and didn't seem fazed by the gore left the impression that she was used to the sight… which brings the question as to how many have fallen by her hand before…
Then there is the mystery of who she really is. After having a thorough investigation done on the Einzbern family the results seemed to be startling as it came to light that the family itself doesn't exist. So, I have come to the conclusion that 'Emilya von Einzbern' may not be her real name but an alias such as my own 'Souna Shitori'. Rias and myself are continuing in the effort of cracking the mystery known as Emilya von Einzbern. Until it is done we have sworn to keep her existence a secret as it would cause great turmoil for the human if she were to be dragged into the affairs of devilkind.
After going over its contents the ravenette closed the folder and placed it back within the drawer. Standing back up Sona began to walk towards the door as she decided that it was time that she herself would head to class as well. Closing the door behind her a single thought was left on her mind. 'I will discover who you truly are Einzbern-san no matter what it takes.'
~Line Break~
Emilya, Mittelt, and Genevieve could be seen walking towards the school's gate heading home for the day. The Magus seemed to be in deep thought about that strange static memory that popped up the other day. 'What could that have been? I've gone over most, if not all, of my alternate memory pieces that I've witnessed so far, but all of them start out the same… by whoever I once was dying in the Great Fuyuki Fire. But that woman I saw… it feels like I know her somehow… that she may be connected to who I once was. Grrrr, why can't any of this stuff be fucking simple!'
"Hey, are you okay Loli-chan?" The familiar voice of Genevieve asked as it appeared that they had stopped walking. Looking up at the girl's worried sky blue-eyes Emilya could only shake her head.
"No. I'm fine just thinking about some things that I needed to go over when I get back to the apartment."
The worried look the Hero Faction member once held quickly changed into a mischievous one. "Oh? Does it have anything to do with Cow-chan?"
"No, it has nothing to do with Kalawarner-san. And while her breasts may be big can you try to find something else to call her since you refuse to use or even shorten her name." The taller blonde pouted while Mittelt only snickered at the small admonishment Genevieve received, earning her a small glare from said girl. "I was actually thinking about inviting some people over for dinner tonight. I just feel like making a big meal tonight so I want to see who'd all like to come. Are you free to come over tonight Genevieve-san?"
A dribble of drool started to leak out the corner of Genevieve's mouth at the thought of Emilya's cooking before she recalled what today was. 'Crap, I have to report in today! Damn it! What's more important: my report or Loli-chan's food…' She actually began to contemplate on the two options before ultimately deciding the report was more important… by a small margin that is. "I-I'm s-sorry Loli-chan, b-but I p-promised my parents th-that I'd call them t-today. So I w-won't be able to attend."
The small pinkette gained a downtrodden expression causing the blonde to mentally scream out every swear word she knew. "I sh-should probably get going. My p-parents can talk f-for hours on end. I-I'll see you t-tomorrow Loli-chan." With that she walked off, still cursing herself to kingdom come, leaving Emilya and Mittelt alone by the gate.
After a scarce moment of silence the second-year Fallen looked over at the pinkette Mage. "So, who are you going to invite? I can't imagine a lot coming over since we live in an apartment."
"Hmm? Oh, I was thinking of inviting a few members of the Occult Research Club and Student Council over. Do you think Camel would mind?"
"No of course not, she may be aggravated at first but she'll tolerate them eventually."
"Oh, okay. Then if it's alright with you I'm going to head over to the ORC first and ask. You can head on back to the apartment and tell Camael we'll be having some guests over." Mittelt only nodded her head as the two went their separate ways, the apartment complex and the old school building.
Meanwhile inside of said building a tense atmosphere had built up as the Gremory group stood off to one side of the main room, with Rias sitting on one of the lavish couches. While on the other side sat a blonde man who appeared to be in his early-twenties with an unbuttoned purple shirt displaying his toned abs. And standing off to the side was a silver haired woman with crimson-eyes wearing a French maid uniform, seemingly evaluating the situation.
"My dear Rias, why don't you stop acting like a naive little girl and return with Raiser. The wedding is happening whether you like it or not." The chauvinistic man stated causing the servants of Gremory to growl a little.
"I will marry-" Rias started but was cut off by Raiser.
"Great! Then let us-!"
"Get off of your high horse Raiser, I was saying that I'll marry whoever I want to. Not you. So why don't you just go back to Hell and rot." The venom in her voice seemed to have gone unnoticed by the man as he merely chuckled darkly.
"They were afraid that you would say something like that." The two parties looked at the maid with varying expressions as she continued speaking. "That's why your parents and brother came up with an ultimatum if this were to occur."
"And pray tell Grayfia, what is this ultimatum my family came up with?" Rias asked as she continued to glare at Raiser.
"A Ra-" Whatever her response was going to be was soon cut off as the door to the room was opened by a recognizable head of pink hair.
"Sorry, for barging in Gremory-senpai but I was wondering if you wanted to come by my apartment and-" Emilya stopped speaking as she noticed the tense atmosphere that she had just broke. "Uhh, am… am I interrupting something important, Gremory-senpai?"
Instead of continuing her response Grayfia decided to ask the redhead another question. "Rias-sama, I thought you said that all of your new servants were here and accounted for. So may I ask who this is?"
Rias only rubbed the sides of her head while Emilya couldn't help but feel sheepish at being an interruption for whatever was going on. "She's not one of my servants Grayfia, I only gained two new ones just as I stated in my report, and they're standing right behind me. This is Emilya von Einzbern, a student that attends Kuoh Academy with us and just so happens to be a Magician. I'm not sure why she's here right now, but would it be fine for her to stay?" Accepting the explanation of the girl the older woman nodded her head in acceptance to the heiress' inquiry. Raiser just sat there as he gazed at the small girl almost as if he was evaluating her for something.
Not understanding what was really going on Emilya slowly moved towards the rest of the Gremory group, taking up a spot right next to Issei. "Hey, mind filling me in on what's going on." Emilya whispered up to the brunette as he bent down to her level so he could reply.
"You see that yakitori bastard over there? That guy is supposedly Buchou's fiancé, Raiser Phenex. So far he's been acting like a full on douche and treating her like some object he has an obligation to receive."
Emilya's eye narrowed at that as she looked between the two High-class Devils before replying back. "My guess is that this whole wedding was arranged in some point far into Gremory-senpai's infancy. Then there's the possibility that neither of the families decided to let the two meet and form an actual relationship, there isn't a speck of love or affection between either of them."
"A Rating Game!?" The sounds of Rias' surprised voice caused the two to look back up at the situation.
"Yes, your parents came to this conclusion if you were to continue dismissing Raiser-sama. So, the conditions of the game are that if you are to win the marriage will be dissolved effective immediately. But, if you are to lose-"
"I accept!" Her hurried cry surprised her peerage standing right behind her, except for Akeno and Emilya. The latter having taken a wild guess as to what the losing condition would have been for her: marrying Raiser right away. "If this is the only way out then I'm taking it! So you better prepare yourself Riser because I'm taking you down!"
The man was quiet before his body started shaking and it was rather clear on what he was doing. "HAHAHAHAHAHA! Really my dear? You think that you can beat Raiser in a Rating Game? He has never lost a single one that he's participated in and only surrendered due to family matters. And you expect to win with only five servants against Raiser's full set of fifteen?" With a snap of his fingers the portion of the room behind him was filled with fiery orange light. As the light died down various woman of looks, age, and heights appeared. "Trust Raiser when he says this: you have no hope of winning this fight."
Emilya's eyes flew towards the two sword wielders and used Structural Analysis on the weapons they had on them. With a copy of the weapons appearing inside of the Unlimited Blade Works she couldn't help but mentally scoff as she viewed what one of these Rating Games were from the zweihänder on the back of the five ponytailed ravenette.
'A sort of game that is meant to simulate a war and prepare future generations for anything that could negatively affect the Underworld in any way shape or form. But, they're treating it just as what it's name implies… a game.' Emilya tried as hard as she could not to physically sneer at how these Devils were treating a way to prepare their race for war as a simple minded game.
"Ha! You wish ya yakitori bastard! We're gonna cream your sorry ass into next week!" A rather… stupid call on the [Pawn]'s part that only seemed to make the Phenex peerage mad.
"Hyoudou-san, that was uncalled for." Rias and the others looked at the pinkette in shock while a blonde girl with her hair done in twin drills scoffed.
"Well it looks like at least one of you has some-"
"I mean…" Emilya cut her off with an inkling of a mischievous smile on her lips. "… is that calling this guy yakitori would be giving a delicious food a bad name and taste."
Silence. The room was dead silent as all eyes were now on Emilya, a light chuckle from Issei slowly led to the Gremory group to burst out laughing, a small ghost of a smile graced both Koneko and Grayfia before it quickly disappeared. The Phenex peerage however were now aiming their glares that were screaming bloody murder at her. That was when she finally realized something incredibly important. 'I should have kept my tiny mouth shut.' The result of her saying what she did would come as a blue-haired girl wearing a white haori with a red obi, which was underneath a red happi coat attacked her with a wooden staff.
"You damn human! Shut up and show Raiser-sama some respect!"
Right as Mira was about to strike the child with her staff she was stopped dead in her tracks, arms shaking as she tried to push her weapon forward. Looking up to see what was halting her strike she could only widen her eyes in shock at what she saw. Emilya was holding the tip of the staff with only one hand, and she didn't seem to be struggling with it at all.
"Your form is pathetic. The stance you have right now is off in so many ways that it isn't even funny. Then there's the fact…" The Magus jerked the staff toward her causing the bluenette to stumble with it and snapped it against her now bent knee, which shot out into Mira's gut and launched her into a pair of girls with blue and red-hair with cat ears and tails who caught the girl. "… that you underestimated me just because I'm human."
Raiser was now enraged at the human. No one harmed his peerage and got away unscathed. As he was about to launch a fireball at the human a great pressure began to push down on him and everyone else in the room. His and Rias' peerage, minus their respective [Queens], fell to the ground and even then they and their two [Queens] were having a hard time standing up as well even when they exuded their own aura.
Emilya only blinked a bit, not expecting that actually releasing what she believed to be fifty percent of her power would have this effect on them. As she slowly brought her aura back in she felt another's push back against her own. Looking over at the maid she began to decipher the feeling of her aura: cold, powerful, and protective… yet it felt familiar somehow. Emilya brought her aura back in which allowed all the Devils, minus Grayfia, to take a breath they didn't realize they had been holding.
The Magus decided to do one more thing before leaving the room which could probably place her in Raiser's bad book, she didn't really care though. Walking up to the man she glared at him straight in eyes saying, "You lack one of the qualities of being a true king, peerage wise or real, and that would be humility. Flaunting your forces before an enemy you are about to face was the dumbest thing you could have possibly done. So, hear me Raiser Phenex: I'll make sure Rias-senpai and her peerage are well prepared to teach you a lesson in humility for your fault."
"Hehehehe, you can try as much as you want cur, but Raiser will beat them two weeks from now. And when he does he will enjoy taking Rias and the others while having the [Pawn] and [Knight] given to my girls for whatever they want to do with them. The immortal flames of my clan will guide me to victory. So please do your worst human." With that said Raiser and his peerage disappeared in a flash of orange light relieving them of their presence.
"Young lady." Emilya let out a small 'eep' as she turned to face a narrow eyed maid who was looking her over. "Why would you do that for Rias-sama? You had no obligation to do so, so you had no reason to offer them your assistance. So why?"
"Why I did it?" She looked over at Rias who seemed to astounded by her show of power as were the others. 'That's right. Why did I decide to intervene? Was it because I can't rid myself of the impulse to help people in need? Is it for some greater reason that I can't truly understand at the moment? Or it could just be Zelretch screwing with my life at the moment.' "I want to give her, no them a fighting chance against that pompous excuse of a [King], no matter what the title's true meaning depicts. And you can tell your masters that I'm going to make sure Gremory-senpai comes out on top with minimal casualties."
Taking that as a proper answer Grayfia turned to look at Rias before speaking. "As Raiser-sama said Rias-sama, you have two weeks to train your peerage for the event, so I would take up the young lady's offer if I were you." And with that Grayfia disappeared within a flash of silver now making it so all who were left were the Gremory Devils and Emilya.
The pinkette turned to face them with a rather embarrassed flush as she glanced away from them. "S-so, do, umm, do you guys want to come over and have dinner at my place?" They were still silent before they each slowly nodded their heads, whether it be from them still being in shock, or in Koneko's case, were hungry, she couldn't tell. That was until an important detail approached that almost made her facepalm. 'Oh boy, how am I going to explain this to Camael?'
Whoop! Here we go fellas the Rating Game against Raiser "Yakitori" Phenex is coming up pretty soon! So grab your popcorn and drinks and watch to how Emilya gets the Gremory group into fighting shape to take on the Phenex peerage. Besides that two more Noble Phantasms have been revealed to be The Mist: Darkend Misty Metropolis and Maria the Ripper: The Holy Mother of Dismemberment.
More information on what happens next will be released in the upcoming chapter of DxD FatE along with an unforeseen circumstance that not even Zelretch with all of his trolly vampire wisdom could see coming. So stick around and you'll see what happens to our brave heroine and friends.
Now, leave any ideas you guys have for a NP based off of an actual weapon of history or skill that Emilya can be able to copy with the UBW in a review or PM and we can talk about it then.
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