ATTENTION: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF HIGH SCHOOL DXD. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO THE AUTHOR AND HIS CORRESPONDING PARTNERS.

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'A moment… I swear it was only a moment…'

FLOP!

The sound of a heavy envelope being placed on a desk snapped Jackson out of his little daydream. Instead of jolting back easily, Jackson just looked at it with dead tired eyes, and back at the David Bowie lookalike guidance counsellor. Yep. The boy landed himself back in the office of Dr Yonikage Haruto. Emotionless and exhausted from these last couple days, Jackson was rarely responsive to the words of his superior.

"My, oh my you look as if you'd been left under an overpass to the buzzards these last few days. Well, you can call this envelope I placed before you, a diagnosis. Not that you would care, but it is a report received to me by your teachers and even some peers. Shall we open it, Mr Hart?" Yonikage asked. He sat there perked with his hands crossed at perfect angles.

"Sure…" A grunt came from the American boy.

Yonikage opened up the envelope and started to lay out papers before Jackson. Some were his report card, his attendance records, nurse visits, absence record, missing assignment records. Yonikage kept a straight face as his blue eyes glued to Jackson. "These here are your overall report cards in multiple sectors. I've been put on task for your well-being and noticed a trend. Your grades have been steadily declining, your attendance to this academy is spread, and you have only been here for 2 weeks."

"Hmn? Two… weeks? Already… damn… wow… that's…. Quite it…." The careless tone would reek to nearly spite the guidance counselor.

"I have reached out to your father to alert him of the situation and he doesn't seem to be very happy about it either. He says you are alone at home and have all this time to yourself. Your home situation is all but a mystery to me Mr Hart. What has also troubled my quiet life was your pardoning. In the wake of your attendance you are being pardoned by your peers. Miss Rias Gremory, and Miss Akeno Himejima seem to be the ones taking your back in this which is a bit concerning."

"It… it is…?"

"I can only yearn for your good will here. So, let me ask you this… Is everything ok?" Yonikage leaned forward a bit with his serial killer aura and haunting presence. The taxidermy animal hands on his desk weren't any more comforting.

Jackson shivered a bit but looked at the man. He was a little less scary than he last recalled, but this was something different. 'Am I ok? Brotha I have a google doc to answer that question for you. But… the fuck do I tell him? I don't wanna lie but… he can't help me! Plus if I open up, I'll be put on some weird watch list or some shit.' Jackson took a deep breath. "You have no idea Dr Haruto… I just… I'm fine…. I'm fine" Jackson lied through his teeth.

"Ah. You're fine. I see. Well, then these recommendations from your teachers and peers must be as resourceful as a dry desert." Yonikage crumpled up the envelope before Jackson's eyes with one hand. "Oh well, I suppose prodding around your life in my attempts of aid will do me no good, now will it, Mr Hart? If the thought does cross your mind for assistance then do not fret to reach out." Yonikage stood up and started aggressively crumbling up all the papers in that report. He then tossed them into a recycling bin. "Ok?"

Jackson had an odd shocked expression similar to the rapper Ice Cube as he watched this grown man begin to act so childish. 'Did he expect me to just tell him my problems that are like, not normal?! I mean whatever gets me home quicker, I hate staying after school.' Jackson sighed. "I'll keep that in mind… uh… hey Dr Haruto… is that uh… everything…? Or can I go home now, if that's fine with you?"

"Yes…. Yes… you may leave… It seems I've wasted both our times here and accomplished nothing… thus will hinder my sleep…"

"Huh?"

"Pardon, Mr Hart?"

"You just-"

"I just what?"

"You- sleep?"

"Yes, be sure to get 8 hours of sleep after a glass of warm milk and 20 minutes of stretches. Your face is screaming for it… you look DEAD tired..." He would stand beside the sitting boy and look down on him with his hand folded behind his back.

"Yeah… uh… Imma head out…" Jackson's voice wasn't in a Jackass pitch this whole conversation, but monotone and out of it.

"Yes, do not fret to make an appointment if there are any other issues…"

"I appreciate it Dr Haruto, thank you and uh, have a nice day…" Jackson would get up from his chair to look for his hoodie. The boy quickly scurried to the door before seeing the towering male block it off like teleportation. "Whoa!"

"Oh Mr Hart… do enjoy the rest of your day…" Yonikage then moved aside and let Jackson pass him. Once Jackson was on the other side of the Guidance Reception doors, he would cock a smirk. "What a nice young man."

(High School DxD OST - Kore Kara Tanoshimi desu)

Jackson would simply sigh shaking his head and rubbing his temples leaving the guidance office. He stopped besides the door looking down. The curly rubbed the back of his head, relieving it of the temporary itch that plagued it. When he looked back up, a familiar voice caught his attention.

"Look who's back in one piece" A perverted Brunette would say

Jackson scoffed and rolled his eyes annoyed. "What do you want…?"

He wasn't in the mood for Issei or any of his games. But what calmed him down was the peaceful blonde Gremory bishop besides him. Asia. Asia had a smile on her face that could end wars. Jackson added a weight to his heart that was more or less a sense of guilt for snapping a little bit.

"Nothing… there's nothing I could want from you. I just was going to head to the clubroom. If you're heading there might as well follow along?" Issei said with a hand in his pocket and soft expression.

"Sorry, I'm going home… school ended a while ago, Dr Haruto kept me past for some reason. Says I ain't doin right, but I'm fine. Come on, it's me. Shit happens and we move forward…" Jackson sighed.

Asia perked with a bit of a neutral but saddened expression. "Oh, ok. We will see you later. The President is concerned and wishes you well. We all do."

"Hmn. Well thank you all very much. Recently has been… hard but just… keep moving forward." Jackson would then sigh a bit to himself as they approached the exit to the door. Jackson would then sigh as he spoke up. Well, I guess if we are in this together… this whole prospect and war and Avalon type situation…. I might as well get your number…"

Issei would nod his head. "Not sure we are supposed to talk about that but uh, sure"

From there Jackson would exchange his phone number with Issei and confirm it with a text message to test it out. Issei's phone would make a ring, leading him to look at his message. Issei would look at his phone and raise an eyebrow.

"What is this thing? Why did you send me a picture of a cat in a bow that says, 'Fancy floppa, flop for the gentlemen'...?"

"HA" Jackson began to snicker as Issei was confused by the meme known as Big Floppa. He would laugh a bit more when Asia coo'd to its image. "Don't worry about it… Imma head home now… have fun, tell Reeces and company I say hello-"

"You mean… Rias…" Issei stated a bit firmly

"Yeah Rhea" Jackson nodded serious

"It's Rias…"

"Reapass…?"

"Rias…"

"Reenus?"

"Rias you ass"

"Penis"

"Are you reatarded or something?"

"Yes"

"I- Wh- It's R-I-A-S. I think"

"Ooooh Rias. I gotcha. My bad. I'm shit with names and shit memory" Jackson apologized half ass. He would let out a small chuckle seeing Issei worked up. Even if Jackson was exhausted, that use of energy was well worth it in his moment. "I'll catch you all later. See you on the next one."

Issei and Asia would watch Jackson walk off, out of the school, and down the main area where the student's would usually depart from. The closing of the door would cause Asia to sigh to herself, wrapping her arm around Issei's arm.

"Oh, hey, Asia, is everything ok?" Issei asked a bit shocked and red in his cheeks

Asia would nod and speak softly, "Yes, It is. It's just. I feel bad. For Jackson. Do… you remember what Koneko said to us… after THAT day…?"

"Oh right, how could I forget it. She made the kid sound lonelier than an underground fanfiction writer. But she said he had a nice place, silence, freedom. I'd kill for one day my parents aren't all up in my boy biz…" Issei relayed dreaming of a day his parents didn't bust his balls.

"Right… but she says he hurts… and he struggles. Somehow he keeps moving forward. Issei… I don't think anyone deserves to live that way. I… I know how he feels…"

"I know. It must suck. I mean, the last he told me from when we first met was his family was split. He lives with his dad but I guess he's not around…"

"That… that is why… I talked to Mr Yonikage… because… I believed he could find out what's wrong and help Jackson…" The blonde girl said disappointed in her failures.

Issei would walk forward with Asia smiling at her, "Don't worry Asia. Also Yonikage is an interesting guy… I've heard. You have a beautiful heart under a really beautiful set of jubbl-"

"No one deserves to live that way… I feel bad for him… he must probably sit home alone and just… slowly rot away from the inside…"

(End OST)

(Ozzy Osbourne - Crazy Train)

"I'm goin off the rails on the crazy traaaaaaaaain!" Jackson would sing out sliding across the floor. "I'm goin off the rails on the crazy traaaaaaaaaaaaaain!" The jet black curls then spun around. He got up from the floor using a broom in hand as a guitar to replicate the guitar riff of the music. In the midst of a sweeping moment, a loud sound was heard at the two doors to the Hart home.

KNOCK KNOCK!

These were not your typical visitor knocks for they shook the house like a San Andreas earthquake.

"Jeebus frick…" the American said to himself, shutting off the bluetooth speaker playing the music. 'Who the fuck's looking for me at this hour?'

(End OST)

The two large mahogany wooden doors would creak open to let in the evening Kuoh air. The smell of fall and pinch of cold air would have a nostalgic sense to it all. Jackson looked ahead of him to reveal the culprit standing at his door.

"Koneko…?!"

"Yo. What it do..." her monotone tsundere voice would ring out.

Jackson would look at Koneko with a raised eyebrow and slight jaw drop. 'Wait wait wait. The fuck is Koneko doing here? I didn't invite her?' After that thought, Jackson's mind began to piece together every possibility for her visit. From plausible reasoning to lewd and dirty doings, Jackson remained in a stale jaw hung, eyebrow raised expression.

Koneko soon sighed as she looked up to the curly, "...Close your mouth, you'll swallow a bug."

Jackson snapped out of his thoughts nodding, "Right, right-right-right-right-right-right-right-right… right… sorry. So uh… what uh… what are you doing here?"

"I came on President's order" Koneko held her breath at the end as she bent her truth and reasoning to Jackson.

A laugh broke from Jackson "Man, she enjoys keeping tabs on me doesn't she?"

"Not really." Koneko hissed

"Oh..."

"Yeah."

"..."

"..."

Jackson and Koneko stood in silence for a few seconds before Jackson moved to the side. "So uh… it's a little cold.. You uh… want to come in or something? You're still in uniform, like I can get you something…"

"No thanks" The tsundere loli walked past him into his home.

Jackson stood at the doorway for a few seconds blinking and thinking to himself. 'Ayo what the fuck?'

He soon closed the door behind him and walked back into his home rubbing the back of his head. When he looked up to the main kitchen / living area, it was empty. Koneko was nowhere to be seen. Jackson's head turned left and right looking around. "Uh…. Koneko?" He soon called out softly, not in the mood to scream. "Koneko…? Yo?" Jackson peered around the living room and even in the bathroom. Empty. "Yo! Koneko?

Creeaaaaaaaak…

Jackson turned around to see the downstairs closet door begin to creak open. He twisted his body around as he backed away from possible danger. "K-Koneko..?! Is that you…?" His heart soon began to pump harder. Not faster. Harder. It was one beat a second, but the force of his heart was increasing in power output. Jackson hissed to himself. "Come on Gaia, not now, if anything I need your help…" Jackson then heard a scratching sound coming from above him, he quickly looked about to see nothing. At that point, he was in the living room corner. Nowhere to go. His fear soon fueled into anger. "K-Koneko! Where are you! Damn!" Then the lights were off.

CLICK!

That was the endgame for the boy. He could only hear the noises surround him as he shook. He fell to his knees and began to pray. "Lord Jesus above please forgive me for my sins and help me to defeat whatever evil lurks in this home, for the blood of Christ has power…!"

"Ow!" a voice BEHIND Jackson cried out.

"GAH!"

That's when it occurred. The same thing that plagued Jackson after the Berserker Sisters encounter.

"A moment… it was only… a moment…"

All the stress built up from fighting Gaia's memories, all the stress from being so helpless in this situation, all the stress of being weak , built up into a single point of stress. Jackson's heart. It all had to be released.

BVWOOWOOWOOtick-tick-tick… tick… tick...eeeer.

The sound of a grinding bass and ticking would sound as everything soon came to a halt. The sounds being made in the house, the streams of air, even the color. That's right, you heard me. The environment all around the world was made into shades of grey paneling. All of this stress in the heart of Jackson's world released to make everything… STOP. Without thinking, Jackson made a break for the kitchen where it was connected to the living room. He slammed himself into the lightswitch to turn it on. After about roughly 3 seconds from the initial shockwave, everything resumed to normal. The color restored itself, sounds resumed, and all others were able to move again!

Hrrrrrrrrooooooooo.

The light switch illuminated the house shedding light to the white haired school girl in the living room.

"Koneko?! What the hell?!" Jackson said sweating and panting. He felt gassed as if nearly all the life was sucked out of him at once.

Koneko stood there looking at Jackson rubbing her head a bit. The prayer did a doozy on her, especially the power of Jackson's faith in those words. Because of her Rook piece, she could take it a bit easier.

"That should do it." Koneko started,

"W-W-What?!"

"My suspicions are confirmed. Sit down, prayer boy. We need to talk."

"It was a moment…. Only for a moment that day…"

Jackson and Koneko changed their scenery around them from the living room, to Jackson's room. It was a nice small room with a bed parallel to the wall. Jackson's headboard faced the sliding doors to the balcony. The walls were navy blue with a beige carpet to compliment. In one corner he had the walls with sound-foam for a small recording studio. His bedroom also connected directly to a large open bathroom. Such was the style in Kuoh homes at the time. His dresser and desk were close together to support the large tv screen on it.

Jackson sat on his bed while Koneko stood in the middle of his room peering down at the muscled boy. She would listen to the very words he had to say and all that would have to follow after.

"I… can barely remember I was such a mess, heh. It was a hand reaching towards me… I didn't know what it was exactly. It was the same feeling I just had, you know?" He looked up to Koneko.

Koneko remained still in the face and emotionless, "No, I don't know. You're going to have to tell me" Koneko would sigh to herself mentally. 'I'm aware of his feelings of intense stress and tipping point. That was the goal of scaring the poor dweeb into firing off his ability. President warned me that he has a sacred gear, but I wanted to be sure. Now I know…'

"How do I…. say this…. It was…." Jackson paused taking a deep breath and looking off to the side thinking. "It was the feeling of everything around you falling apart. You were no longer in control of a situation that would lead to your demise. It was fear, stress, anger, confusion, rage, all bottled up. There was no way to properly discharge it so… it was just… released. And that's when I released the entire world around me… had stopped."

"..." Koneko's silence was the loudest for Jackson

"What…"

"..."

"That's all I remember from this time around. The first time It happened, it was all those feelings… but times 10. It was bad. I just remember scooting away. I didn't remember seeing everything stop. But the pain, the build up. It's all in my heart…"

"Your heart. That's where it is. Your sacred gear."

"Sacred gear? The hell is even that?"

"I'm not the person to ask. But I've been around long enough to know that's what it is."

"Issei has one if I remember…. It was called… something gear…"

"It was the Red Dragon Emperor's gauntlet, Boosted Gear" Koneko corrected.

Jackson nodded as he added on, "Kiba as well… and Asia… yeah… she was healing me after M…. after…. Melduce…." his voice went silent

"..."

"..."

"Forget him. It's over. I came here to find out what you do, not pity about the past" The loli's cold voice fired through Jackson.

"I know. But I never got around to fully asking like Akeno or someone about my ability. But. I did some thinking recently and I know my place."

"Hmn. And what is that?"

"I have a soul of some magical terror beast which gives me some sort of power. Is the power that sacred gear as well, Koneko?"

"Hmn"

"I'll take that as a yes. So this sacred gear is a plus one… hmn. And uh, what's it called…. Uh, I forgot what I was gonna say. My bad" Jackson awkwardly smiled to maybe bring some humor to the unamused devil before him. "What can you tell me about it?"

Koneko closed her eyes, sighing. "If you listened you would know I can't tell you much historically. Are you slow or something?"

"Kinda…"

"It shows…"

"I figured."

"I can use some of my own magic to find out. It will involve me touching the location of your gear."

"My nuts… lmao…" Jackson jokes.

A small red hue appeared on Koneko's face as she sunk her head in anger. She cocked her fist back, raising her potential energy to the fullest for incoming damage. The entire time she was silent giving a dead angered expression. "Pervert."

"Koneko-Koneko-Koneko, I'm sorry-I'm sorry!" Jackson pleaded.

"Pay in blood Groper Cleveland…"

A sudden white light would then flash from behind Jackson and Koneko. It would be illuminating from a glacier white magic circle in the middle of Jackson's room. A ominous hum would come from it as it sparkled in the light. With a brief flash of light, a woman would be standing there before the two. She was a beautiful young woman appearing to be in her early twenties with back-length silver hair that features a long braid on each side with small blue bows at the ends, while the rest is let down which ends in twin braids and red eyes. She was wearing a blue and white French maid outfit with long sleeves and a white maid headband over her head with red lipstick as a cosmetic accessory.

Jackson looked at her with a bit of a hanging jaw as this hot busty maid appeared out of buttfuck nowhere. 'Holy crap… she's… hot!'

Koneko immediately called off her pursuit to punch Jackson and stood before the woman like a United States marine. Koneko bowed her head before her. "Lady Grayfia…"

The woman would look upon Koneko in respect and Jackson who was curled up in a defensive position on his bed. "Prospect of Avalon…" her soft but strict voice picked up Jackson's head. "Have I rudely interrupted at a rather… bad… time?"

Jackson looked to Koneko who was holding her breath and cleared his throat. "Uh…. WHO IN THE TURTLESLONKING QUAT ARE YOU?!"

The maid would then step forward as she examined the teenager who was still on edge in regards to everything that was just thrown on him. She forgave him for his rude and loud remark.

"It seems Rias didn't fail her description of you and your reputation… Well then I shall introduce myself. My name is Grayfia Lucifuge… Queen of Sirzechs Lucifer of the underworld. I have come here to carry out a final request on the behalf of the girl known as Rias Gremory…"

"Rias…?" Jackson perked up

"President…" Koneko knew what this was about and could only sigh in defeat. She had figured out Rias was finally called out for what she so desperately feared.

"Yes, she bade me a request to deliver to you before she was taken back to her home here among the human realm… then to the underworld…" Grayfia would say

"I see…." Jackson nodded, "Miss Grayfia, was it? May I ask… who exactly are y- OOF!"

Koneko elbowed Jackson in the gut as he addressed her with a bit of a rude tone amongst his respects. "Show some respect."

"At ease, Gremory servant" Grayfia held up her hand, "He is a human who is forgiven for his lack of knowledge in our affairs. That is, one of the conditions your master had left to me with this request."

Jackson bent over in a bow and took a kneel while struggling to breathe. "One… one moment… please…"

Grayfia gently sighed accepting Jackson's request. "My lady Gremory wishes for you to meet her in her desired location of her club domain tomorrow once educational time ceases. But she asks of another. She wishes to know how you are feeling and doing at the moment. As well as not to worry about her when you see her. Lady Gremory wishes you strength, courage, and trust for the following day. Do you believe you can be there for my lady? I understand you align yourself under the Christian religion and bear a vendetta for devils and demons alike. But that is not why I visit you. I seek my own side cause…"

"See… Rias…? Side cause…? W-What is th- ow. What is… that…?" Jackson asked.

A nod came from the strongest queen, "To ask you some questions about your prospect. Now that you have been outed to the supernatural world as a soul of the abominable, you are now a key figure at play. Your intentions, actions, and decisions all have heavy consequences now."

"Oh come on… Uh. Miss Grayfia? Would you be able to-"

(Teriyaki Boyz - Tokyo Drift)

All in the room went silent as the Tokyo Drift theme song would start to play from Jackson's pocket. Koneko slowly rotated her head towards Jackson as Grayfia remained silent.

"Uh… heh… excuse me Miss Grayfia, ma'am…." Jackson sheepishly took out his phone as he saw an unknown number. From there he answered the phone and spoke into it.

(End OST)

"Hello…?"

"Uh… Jack?" Came out of one side of the phone. Jackson looked at Koneko and Grayfia as if awaiting some sort of approval. He would then nod while talking into the phone.

"Yeah this is he… May I help yo-" Before anything could go any further for Jackson's end, he was cut off by the sound of-

"DUUUUUDE! HAAAAAA GET FUCKED!" the voice shouted out

"Ah! Dammit! What the hell?!"

"Crap dude! You didn't need to shout into the phone…"

"I didn't need to who the- Issei?" Jackson asked rubbing his ear a bit. The initial shout from it all would throw off the boys sensitive ears.

"It's me. Had to look back through that picture of that cat you sent me. But on a serious note, dude, you have NO IDEA what just happened to me! When I tell you this I swear you can't tell anyone else! Got it?!" Issei's tone was bragging and almost like an impatient child. Why he called Jackson to brag was unknown to the jet black curls.

Jackson sighed as he put the phone volume up to hear again. It was loud enough just so that people close by would be able to hear. "Dude I'm in the middle of talking to-"

"That could wait. Just get ready for this. President, or how you know her as Rias, ready? Tried. To. Sleep. With. Me. I don't know how! She just came in and started undressing dude! She was like, Oh Issei please take my virginity. And I was confused, but I got it in the bag." Issei began his bragging marathon just for Jackson to look at the phone with a discontent face.

"That's a load of Bull man." Jackson sighed

Issei was persistent as ever and kept embarking down this story. He didn't care that Jackson didn't believe him and grew bored. "No dude! You don't get it! I got to see her boobs… and even feel them! They were the nicest set of jugs I've ever felt!"

"Suuuuuuuuuuuuuure…." Jackson sarcastically hissed.

"Jackson, I swear I'm being serious. I swear on my manhood as brothers and everything that's happened."

"Next time you tell me the plot of one of your hentai movies, send the sauce. But that's a load of crap"

"No. Stop being a meathead for 5 seconds and listen! Cause then this super hot grey haired maid showed up and took Rias back with her! She was like super hot. Huge boobs, old style made outfit. She looked like she needed some sleep. Oh yeah! Crimson red lipstick and bangs that hung from her grey hair."

"...oh"

"Yeah! It was the craziest thing that happened to me! I'm still in for a whole ass loop man. Asia was in the other room so she didn't notice a thing. But holy crap man!"

Jackson looked dead ahead at Grayfia as the woman's expression remained neutral and unsurprised between the banter between the boys. The curly remained silent then looking to Koneko. Then back to his phone. "Yeah, Issei… uh… I'll have to call you back"

BOOP

After Jackson hung up, a few moments of awkward silence settled in the room. All in that preposterous conversation had been heard by the Gremory rook and the strongest queen. Jackson looked to discontent Grayfia and nodded slightly. He then looked over to Koneko who wasn't the most cheerful either. Jackson folded his hands softly, breathing slowly to calm.

"So…. who wants cake?"

"wHo wAnTs cAkE? I sounded like a fucking idiot. Hraaaaa!" Jackson would grunt loudly before he would push himself up to complete a deadlift exercise in the Kuoh Academy weight room. It was the next day, a nice Friday morning which accounted for a leg day. Jackson was completing 250 pounds on the deadlift. He was not impressed with this weight as he neglected legs a lot during his training and was finally paying the price.

CLANG!

He dropped the weight back down as he completed his 4th and final rep. His face was sweaty which led him to remove his headphones to use a towel. From there he felt a light tap on his shoulder. A soft and polite voice would take his ears.

"E-Excuse me..?"

Jackson turned around to see something he didn't expect in the weight room at 6:20am. A tall girl with blue, shoulder-length hair and matching eyes. She has the basic appearance of a tomboy and a beautiful young face. She didn't have a kuoh outfit on, but a tight tank top that defined her curves and generous sized breasts. Her short shorts also did justice for her lower body, bringing a small smile to Jackson's mental state.

Jackson snapped out of his little trance to look at the girl before him that he Recognized. "Oh hey uh…. Tsubasa… was it?"

"Correct." She said with a nod and a smile. "First, Good Morning, Jackson, good to see you outside of the devil realm of status."

Jackson would nod as he looked to this beautiful girl. The boy being alone and not talking to anyone for so long would be utterly confused. 'Wait… why is she talking to me? And what did I do to deserve it?' Jack rubbed the back of his head while breathing heavily from the deadlift. "Yeah, it is. I remembered you were uh, Helix's rook?"

Tsubasa giggled a little bit at Jackson's mistake. It was early in the morning and the boy was working hard physically, so she forgave it easily. "I'm a rook for my lady Sitri, the Student Council President. Helix's rook is Kiri. She's here in the afternoons. I recently resumed coming here in the mornings as it was easier on my workload…"

"Same thing with me. I used to lift in the afternoon but that would kill so much of my day, so one of my best friends started recommending I lift early. It sucks donkey balls getting up in the morning but once you're out here, you're out here." Jackson responded.

Another hand covered giggle would come from Tsubasa as she would hear Jackson's colorful words to describe waking up. She would look up at him and see his muggy sweat from working hard. 'His forehead is sweaty, so is the rest of him. He must have been here for a while or he's working flesh and bone. This Jackson… He's a human if I remember so… I'll keep him in mind…' Tsubasa thought, smiling lightly. "You're right on the wakeup call. That will never cease to bring pain to the mornings."

"Oh yeah. When My alarm goes off its instantly pain and spite to existence itself. I love my alarm song, but It gives me PTSD everytime I hear it while I'm awake. Tusk, Fleetwood Mac. You ever heard of it?"

"Oh, I haven't actually, but I will remember to give it a listen once the opportunity arises for myself. But of course, your alarm is something you would hate to hear in the middle of the day. May I ask you, are you finished with your deadlifts?"

"Oh uh almost. I'm just resting a bit. My dumbass neglected legs the years I've been training, so It's time for me to catch up again with that. Heh." Jackson rubbed the back of his head.

Tsubasa nodded smiling, "That is why you never skip leg day. But may I work-in with you for deadlifts? It's safe to assume today is your leg day, Mr Hart?"

"Yes it is, Tusbasa. Legs and shoulders. Also you can call me Jackson. I know Sona probably enforces her formality with everyone she's in contact with. And if you get in trouble, I'll stick up for ya. No reason you should get in trouble for any of that." Jackson moved to the side to let Tsubasa get herself focused.

"Alright, Jackson, thank you very much." Tsubasa squatted down in front of Jackson where he could see her medium sized boobs from her tank top. Of course when Tsubasa faced him, he looked away. Within an instant, she stood up with the weight in a confused expression. She lifted it like it was a feather! Her small giggle would come from Jackson's priceless face of shock and horror. "Hmn? That's all?"

"M...M...My….. my PR…." left the mouth of the boy.

Tsubasa giggled once again seeing the boy truly be shocked. "Relax. That's a rooks quality. Strength and defense. This may be my warmup…"

"W-Warm up?"

"Yes~. Warmup" Tsubasa narrowed her eyes to tease the sweaty american in just the right way. "But for a human, this is decent weight, you could improve. Have you ever considered any fighting?"

Jackson was still in awe at being mogged by the blue haired beauty. "I.. I used to train Jiu Jitsu back home… from there I just haven't had uh… the time…"

"Jiu Jitsu? Nice one. I do some of that, a small amount of MMA, gets the blood pumping. Including Muay Thai…"

CLANG!

Tsubasa then lowered the bar to the ground before beginning to add more weight to the side. Jackson would of course help her but struggle as she put on 5, 45 pound plates on each side. Watching the poor boy struggle, Tsubasa would finish it herself and begin to prepare the deadlift. She could still see Jackson looking at her like she was the devil. Well, she was a devil, so hey. The blue haired rook smiled as she stood up with the bar, flexing her glute muscles to an amazing piece of ass. She wasn't showing herself off a sexual conquest, but rubbing salt into the wound of mogging the human. Once she was done with her set, she set the weight down and stretched looking to Jackson.

"Your turn Jack…" She said smugly.

Jackson just sighed and shook his head. "I uh, I think I- I mean I just finished up. That was my last set. Imma shower and prepare for class uh. Yeah."

Tsubasa smirked and giggled to herself stepping off the deadlift platform, "Are you sure? I mean, I would hate to cut you off your workout"

"No… no no no… Imma just… Imma just go… uh…."

"Wait, I have a question. Do you still want to pursue your martial arts?"

Jackson sighed as he turned around to slowly head to the door, "I would love to of course, but I mean, I just don't have the time."

"Well then. If you would like, I could train you sometime."

The room fell silent as Jackson turned around to face the Sitri Rook with a bit of a confused expression. The two looked at each other like cowboys in a standoff. Was this a date or was this a rivalry? Jackson would remain silent as he didn't know how to process these moments. Being mogged by Tsubasa and then treated like a pity student was not something appealing to the boy. He would take a deep breath as everything was starting to get on his nerves. In the eyes of the girl, he felt weak.

"You? Train me sometime?" Jackson would raise a brow crossing his arms.

Tsubasa nodded. "I enjoy a good fight and an opponent who works hard. One with potential. I'll have to make it when I'm not needed by Lady Sona or busy with work."

Jackson's eyes settled a bit as he heard those words. 'So this chick offered me Jits lessons and mogged me. But at the same time, hot tomboy mommy gf can squish me with them thighs... What the-? Why? Just…' He took a deep breath and cocked an eyebrow. "You know what… I would like that. I'll find you later on and we can make a day out of it?"

"Hmn…. sure. But do me a favor. Don't take these words too personal. But. Your form. It's incorrect. Your back was bent when lifting the weight. Such could make it harder to lift and you could even risk hurting yourself."

"Hmn… that's odd. Why do you care so much?" Jackson was at a half smile as more and more surprises would come from Tsubasa. First she decided to mog him. Now she was correcting him? If Jackson was any other guy, he would probably lose his cool. But he took a deep breath and listened.

"Well, you're pretty cool, also If you hurt yourself with bad form, you won't be able to reach your potential. Form over anything will be what gets you to your target. I'll see you around school." Tsubasa would bend over to pick up her water bottle and open from it.

Jackson would of course watch with a small red hue to his cheeks and walk away. While he was shown up by a devil girl, such a devil girl gave him the most amount of appreciation he received in the last month. But Tsubasa gave something to Jackson to drive him even more. Jackson had another reason to train and fight. Another reason to grow. A rival. '...Tsubasa… was her name. She seems… actually kind of cool… Tsubasa'

'Tsubasa…'

The name and encounter with the Sitri rook stuck with Jackson throughout his school day. Thinking about her made him feel odd. Besides a sense of purpose, he felt warm in his stomach and smiley in the face. His eyes were glued to the lifting calluses on his hands while he approached the old school building housing the Occult Research Club. Jackson was able to remember Rias wanted to see him, as said by Grayfia the previous night. Jackson creaked open the doors to the clubroom by himself. Instantly all eyes turned to the muscled boy in his kuoh outfit. Jackson picked out Issei at the first of the crowd. But then followed by the rest of the Gremory peerage. But another member was there amongst the group. A certain strongest queen.

"Miss Grayfia? From last night… uh… guys…? Is everything ok…? Am I about to get robbed?" Jackson held his chuckling at the end joke.

No one laughed. Neutral sad smiles or concentrated faces were the only reaction. Once the door closed behind Jackson, Rias would stand up. "Great, now everyone to my concern is here. Grayfia, I thank you for following through and alerting Jackson of this issue."

Grayfia nodded, "All is in a Gremory promise. Now, my lady, may I have permission to speak openly to your peerage? I shall address the Prospect of Avalon separately."

"Very well. We will hear out what you have to say." Rias Gremory soon turned to look Jackson in the eyes with a serious expression. "I take it you've been well, Jackson. Good to see you in school again."

Funny thing, Jackson remained confused by the Gremory's. He was mainly on his own and had strained contact with them. The only main contact he had was through Koneko popping up or bumping into Issei. Even though the peerages did have their grand scale interaction, Jackson wasn't all that close with Rias. 'Why does she keep checking up on me? Why do I keep getting involved with this stuff? I have no purpose to be with them.' He thought. "Thank you, Rias. I appreciate you making sure I'm still alive. So… I'm not getting robbed."

"No not yet"

"Oh"

"I called you here because-"

Rias was cut off with the sudden glow from under Jackson's feet. It was an orange-red flare that illuminated the entire room. Heads were turned as the attention was stolen to the center of the room. Jackson looked down frozen in fear of the moment as he had no idea what to do. With a flash of light, the flare would form a human figure, pushing Jackson with great force to the ground. Jackson tucked his head and slapped the ground to breakfall as he soon sat to look up at the glow. He would then be gazing upon quite the bizarre sight. He would be seeing a tall and handsome man in his early 20's with short blonde hair and dark blue eyes. He was bearing a burgundy blazer, matching pants, and black dress shoes. While he reeked of pure douchebag, he still had the drip. Under the blazer was a white dress shirt opened to reveal his chest. From there a smooth and cocky voice would arise.

"Riser Phenex, has arrived in the human World..."

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Heyo! Originally this chapter was to be longer but I decided to cut it short on the basis that It would have gone too long with the Riser interaction. My mind has a different caliber when one chapter is complete. So yeah! We finally find out Jackson's ability of his prospect and his sacred gear! It's name is still a mystery including its full potential. How will Jackson handle to appearance of this new arrival? What will the ORC do to maintain its ground while also having a grip on the prospects? What will Rias do about her old companion Jonathan Mercer? Find out all on the next up and coming chapters of Heirs to Avalon: A HighSchool DxD Story

Quick shoutout to Mason Blair. He is writing a story called Awakening Secrets: A Highschool DxD Tale in which it takes from the point of Jonathan Mercer. While he is still a minor OC as of the moment, he will soon take a larger toll. To get ahead of the game and learn more about him, I suggest you read the story, check it out. It's long, detailed, well written and has much potential. See you all on the next one!