Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the DXD universe, I only own my plotline.
No excuses, just gonna write. I hope you all enjoy!
~PTU~
"Any updates?"
Ophis sat quietly in the plush armchair, looking towards her oldest friend, as he shook his head.
"No, unfortunately," Issei sighed. "I think they're on to me, since they're keeping the meetings on a 'need-to-know' basis. The few contacts I have aren't saying anything either." He scratched the back of his head, before flopping onto his bed. "Neither me or my partner is making any progress in getting information...sorry Ophis..." Ophis' eyes softened, watching his head furrow, obviously trying to find a way to keep helping her.
"Issei, please don't push yourself. I don't want you to run the risk of being caught."
Issei sat up, looking at her with tired eyes. "I know, I just want to be able to get something other than 'I don't know.'" His eyes shut, and he rubbed his face in frustration. It wasn't before he felt Ophis' arms wrap around him before he opened his eyes again.
"You're my only friend Issei. I don't want to lose you because of this." She smirked, before speaking again. "Plus, I don't think your devil girlfriend will really appreciate that." She let out a small huff of laughter at seeing him blush. It was silent for a few moments before she spoke again. "issei, I have a new order for you. I speak as both the leader of the Dragon faction and as your friend."
Issei looked at her and nodded. He grew worried at the sad smile that adorned her face.
"You are to cease all surveillance on the Khaos Brigade. You are to spend as much time with her as possible." She looked away, before her voice croaked out, only in a whisper. "I fear we don't have much time before we are found out."
~PTU~
"Hey, Issei! Wait up!"
Issei turned to see both Matsuda and Motohama running to him. He smiled and slowed his pace. "What's up? Haven't heard from you two in a little while."
Matsuda spoke for the two of them. "Ahh, the usual. Peeking, getting beaten up, watching stuff. But we wanted to ask you something."
Issei tilted his head, and behind him, a contingent of fangirls squealed at his unintentional cuteness. "Yeah sure, what do you need to know?"
"Well, two things really," Motohama said. "One, you seem to have beefed up lately. What's the reason for it?"
Issei let out a small laugh, and his hand went to the back of his head, scratching it softly. "No real reason, really," he said. "Just wanted to work out and stuff."
Can't really say I was fighting for someone's life, now can't I?
[Haha! No, I can't imagine so partner.]
"Okay then," Matsuda piped in. "Second question!" He leaned in, and he stage-whispered the question, loudly enough that the people in the hall could hear. "How'd you get Souna-Kaichou to date you?"
Issei deadpanned, his mouth drawn in a straight line. "Now why are you asking me this now? As I recall, you two were more interested in beating the crap out of me for 'breaking our agreement.'" Issei thought for a moment, before raising his voice. "An agreement I never even agreed to!"
The two perverts backed up slightly, before setting their faces in a sly smirk. "I dunno Issei, we've been hearing some things..." Issei crossed his arms, before speaking again.
"Things like what?"
"Oh, I don't know..." Matsuda began. "Things like you're holding something above her head in order for her to date you, cause I mean, you are one of the blandest people in this school."
Oh, if you only knew what I've done...
[To be fair partner, we've just started remembering what we've done.]
Dammit Ddraig, let me be mad at them!
[Oh, I'm not saying don't be mad. These two jealous pricks obviously started some sort of rumour. I'm just saying that you were relatively boring before the whole Raynare incident.]
Fair point.
"And just what do you think I'm holding over her?"
Matsuda grinned. "I think I overheard that you were holding some naughty photos over her head, and that she never agreed to them."
"Trust me, anything he's got, I've got more in return." The trio froze and turned to see Sona walking towards them. "I've been here the entire time, so don't bother explaining yourselves." She walked up to Issei and kissed his cheek, before whispering into his ear. "Play along," she said, a coy smile on her face.
[Partner, I don't know what you've done to ease her up like this, but I am enjoying this!]
Issei nodded along, wondering the same thing. "Now Souna, whatever happened to our little 'privacy agreement?'"
She smiled slyly at him, her eyes dancing with hidden amusement. "I only made you agree to that, I get to brag."
Various voices cried out in surprise and wonder.
"Whoa, Issei really won the lottery with her!'
"I'm so jealous of her! I wanna see..."
"Damn you Hyoudou!"
The two perverts had yet to move, their faces pale and sweat beading on their foreheads. 'U-uh, we we're joking about the rumours!"
Sona turned to the two, the coy smile never leaving her face. "Who said I was though?" She said, before her face set in stone. "I don't take kindly to people trying to ruin my and my own's reputations." The entire hall felt the chill in her words. Many noted that only Issei seemed unaffected by it.
Issei turned to see both Murayama and Katase watching angrily, their shinai gripped tightly. Issei turned to Sona and whispered. "Say, the Kendo Duo is right there...why don't we give them a target?' Sona smiled, kissing his cheek.
"Such a smart boy." She looked to the two Kendo captains. "You two, why don't you decide what to do with these two?"
The smile on either of their faces sent a shiver down Issei's spine. Glad I'm not them. Sona turned to Issei, and threaded her fingers with his. "Hey, we've got a problem," she spoke. "Seems that our little Fallen team is planning on something sinister."
~PTU~
The sun had long set when the blue teleportation circle had shone in front of the dilapidated church. Issei stood next to Sona and Tsubaki, taking the front. With his enhanced hearing, he heard chanting coming from within, and he turned to his King and Queen.
"Seems like they're prepping some sort of ritual," he said quietly. "Looks like they have someone, but who...?"
Sona fixed her glasses, turning to her peerage. "Be prepared for anything, we don't know how many exiled exorcists they have for support." Looking everyone in the eyes, she spoke again. "I do not want to lose anyone tonight."
Yura spoke up, her voice carrying a sense of pride and confidence. "If Issei can take down the cocky bird-brain all on his own, we can handle a few Fallen!" Issei blushed at the unexpected praise and sent the Rook a shy grin. He stepped forward, opening the old wooden doors and they all stepped inside.
The inside was as dilapidated as the outside had set it up to be. Part of the roof had collapsed, and moonlight filtered through like a white waterfall. Various pews were scattered across the church, dust adorning most like a thick blanket. Issei noticed that only the two largest pews nearest to the alter were clear of dust, as if they were often used.
"There's a hidden entrance near the altar, the Fallen must have placed a camouflage spell on it." Tsubaki fixed her glasses before speaking again. "They either terrible at hiding magic or they weren't expecting anyone to find them..."
"Stay on guard," Sona spoke. "They could be setting up a trap." Issei lead the way forward. He noted how footprints were surrounded by dust on the floor, and they suddenly disappeared right before the altar.
"Huh...it's not locked at all," Issei said after inspecting the magic rune that was visible. "it's almost as if they were in a ru-" Before he could finish his sentence, a wave of holy magic tore through the hidden door, blasting it wide open. The faint chanting, they heard earlier had suddenly rose to a loud, almost frantic, screaming. But there was one scream that Issei heard that made his heart freeze. One that seemed...familiar.
He shuddered heavily, his brain flowing with repressed memories, one overriding them all.
~PTU~
"Ise! Come on, let's play!"
A ten-year old Issei looked up, his eyes catching those of his only friend.
"Hang on, Rin! I'm just looking for my sword!" His friend pouted, before pulling a pair of cardboard swords from behind her back.
"Ise, I thought I told you not to call me Rin anymore! It's not my fault you assumed I was a guy!"
Issei blushed at her words. It was true, but to no fault of his own. Irina had been very tomboyish until recently, and she still hadn't let him live it down.
"Say Rin-I mean Irina," Issei corrected himself at her glare. "Can you take out your...what was it that your dad called it?"
"My Sacred Gear, right?" She answered him. At his nod, she smiled brightly and nodded quickly. A flash of light blinded Issei momentarily, before his vision cleared. In Irina's hands was snow-white rapier, with a few different coloured cylinders at its hilt.
"It never gets old seeing it," Issei muttered quietly. He looked nervously at her, before speaking quietly. "C-can I hold it...?"
Irina smiled softly, before holding out the blade.
"Anything for you, partner."
~PTU~
"IRINA!" Issei shouted out. With a speed not even Tomoe could match, Issei shot down the spiral stairs into the hidden chamber. The rest of the peerage blinked before rushing down with him, seeing him stopped at the entrance of a large chamber. They all gasped at the sight within.
Rows upon rows of exiled exorcists kneeled before an altar, Donasheek stood behind it, and upon the altar was a bloodied and battered figure, one that Issei obviously recognized. In Donasheek's hands was a sword of some sort, and at the sight of it, the devils shivered.
"I-is that..." Tsubaki stuttered out, before Sona confirmed it.
"That's Myrtenaster...the Holy Sword and Sacred Gear of the Schnee bloodline..." Sona's eyes were wide, both in disbelief and in awe. "Issei, how do you know her?!"
Issei's eyes were glaring at Donasheek, his hair beginning to slightly hover. A crimson red aura began to surround him, and Sona noted a ring of crimson flames surrounding Issei. She felt the heat come from them, a heat stronger than that of the Phenex family.
The same flames that consumed him within the Rating Game...
"My first friend...and my partner in all but blood..." Issei began to unravel at his own words, and the exorcists and Fallen angels began to notice his presence. Before any of them could process it, Issei rushed forward, the crowd of exorcists running to meet him, light swords out.
With a skill and poise few had seen, Issei let his flames consume his hands, dodging and weaving through the crowd. Any exorcist he touched went alight, with Sona and her peerage watching in shock and terror. Throughout it all, Issei never wavered, his fists mere blurs. Donasheek flew down to join the fight, a crazed smile on his face. He gripped Myrtenaster tightly, and as the few remaining exorcists backed off, he sliced at Issei.
As the rest of the peerage dealt with the remaining exorcists, Sona ran towards the altar, checking over the figure, who she assumed was Irina. Her clothes were in tatters, and cuts and bruises littered her body. She mumbled incoherently, the only thing Sona could make out was Issei's name.
She must have detected his aura. So, she's Issei's partner from the Brigade...
"WHY WON'T YOU DIE, YOU DAMN DEVIL?!"
Sona turned to see Issei and Donasheek still in combat, Donasheek enraged. Backing off from Issei, he pointed the blade towards Issei and aimed. Sona froze in horror at this, recognizing the move immediately.
He's going to fire one of the light cylinders!
She watched as the cylinders clicked into place and saw the yellow tinted one begin to glow.
BANG!
A needle point of lightning shot from the rapier, blasting towards Issei. He stood stock still, and Sona felt the Holy aura reach a fever pitch from the bullet of lightning. Even from across the huge hall, she felt the electrical shocks emanating from it.
"Issei, move!" She cried out in fear, knowing she and the rest of the peerage who were scattered around the hall would not make it in time to get him out of the way. She watched with rapt attention and horror as it blasted towards him.
CRASH!
Her eyes were blinded by a crimson red flash, and for a moment she had the terrifying idea that she was blinded by his blood. But when it cleared, she gasped.
Issei still stood, but with a few key differences. His aura was so great, it began to form cracks within the floor surrounding him, and his jacket seemed to flay around in an unseen breeze. But the biggest thing was the weapon he now held in his hands.
A mechanical black and red scythe was within his hands, and he gripped it tightly. From her point of view, Tsubaki's eyes widened considerably, and she almost collapsed at the power she felt coming from Issei.
T-that's the Cresent Rose! The Rose's family weapon! B-but does that mean...
"Donasheek..." Issei spoke, but at the same time, it was not fully his own voice that came from his mouth. It seemed to exude pure power, and all who heard it shivered. Donasheek paled at the sight of the demonic weapon clicking. He knew what would come from the barrel.
"You...have made your final mistake."
WHIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
At his words, the weapon began to charge up, and a blood red light began to come from within. The room began to rumble, and debris fell from the roof. Cracks began to appear on the various pillars within the room. Tsubaki made her move at this, pushing up her glasses as she shouted to Sona.
"Kaichou! Use everything you can to keep him there! We have to end this now before he ends up collapsing the building around us!"
Sona nodded and began to surround Donasheek in a cage of water. Tsubaki's own magic came to re-enforce the cage, as Donasheek began to panic and slice at what seemed to be solid bars of water.
"Y-you cannot defeat me! I will become the strongest of all the Fallen! I will not fail Kok-"
"Too late."
DOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!
A huge red laser blasted out of the scythe and engulfed the cage in its entirety. Not a single trace of Donasheek was left behind. As the dust began to settle, Sona saw Myrtenaster stabbed within the ground, seeming untouched. She recalled the legend of the two weapons, and one line fluttered into her mind.
Neither weapon shall scar the other, for the weapon's creators designed the two sibling weapons with a purpose unknown...
Issei quietly stepped towards it, Crescent Rose hoisted over his shoulder. His footsteps echoed through the large hall, and the peerage watched as he placed his hand upon Myrtenaster's hilt. A blast of white light shone through the hall, and Issei stood at the center, his coat flying violently from the sudden gust of wind coming from the sword itself. Dust began to kick up, and Sona noticed how Irina's body began to pulse with the same white light. He pulled it from the ground, and began to walk over to Sona and Irina. He looked at her unconscious body, and placed the rapier softy onto her body. He held out Crescent Rose, and uttered a command.
"…Transfer."
The Scythe flashed red, and Sona watched as the bruises and cuts that decorated Irina disappeared. She hear Issei grunt slightly, and looked over to see the same cuts and bruises begin to form all over his body. He collapsed onto a knee, using Crescent Rose as a crutch. Sona quickly put his arm over her shoulder carefully, as to not harm her lover.
"Issei…just what else are you hiding?"
Issei coughed and laughed slightly. He raised his head to look into Sona's eyes and muttered out his answer.
"I don't know myself Sona."
~PTU~
Irina laid comfortably on Issei's bed, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Issei and Sona sat quietly in the living room, the rest of the peerage scattered around the house. Sona held Issei's hand tightly, her hand coated with a blue aura. Warm coats of water slid across Issei's body, healing his various injuries.
"Sona, have you been getting these memory lapses as well?" Issei questioned Sona desperately, hoping to find out that he was not alone in the sudden onslaught of repressed memories coming to the forefront of his mind. When she shook her head, he deflated slightly, leaning back against the couch and he placed his head on her shoulder.
"I'm experiencing flashes, images, but no full blown memories like you." She sighed sadly, before kissing Issei on the head. "Don't worry love…we'll figure this out."
Issei could only nod slowly, keeping his eyes closed. Ddraig stayed silent, sensing his partner's inner struggle.
[We'll figure this out Issei. For the sake of us all]
~PTU~
I do not own anything other than this plotline. The characters belong to the DXD author, and Myrtenaster and Crescent Rose belong to Rooster Teeth.
Curious to see how you guys take the addition of the RWBY weapons. Don't worry, they'll be explained in depth as the story goes on. I'm not giving up on this story.
See you all next time.
In the meantime, I suggest reading LanceSennin's fics. If you love Issei and Sona, you'll love his stories. I know I do.
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