Lord of the West
Chapter 5
Issei blinked.
He blinked twice. Head tilted to the side as the brain replayed the simple request.A confused look on the face before changing to one of determination. Beads of sweats forming and dripping down his face. Nervous he was and the teen doesn't even know why. Despite the anxiety, the young man squared his shoulder, took a deep breath and exhaled as calm as he could, steeling his nerves at the same time. After those procedures, Issei then answered the interlopers' question.
"No." He stated calmly. Or as calmly as one could when they'd encountered total strangers in their personal bedroom. Instead of taking it in stride and leave like any stranger supposed to, the blonde bastard has a quizzically smile of sort. He'd seen that look a couple of times, often directed to the female students of his school when they fired a barrage of weird and inappropriate questions. Mirroring the action Issei did earlier; head tilted to the side slightly. A quizzical look even mirroring Issei's own.
"Excuse me?" Yuuto asked. Issei resisted the urge to run away. After all, where can he run? And Issei himself is no scrapper, having little experience in the art of fisticuffs and the brown-haired man feels rather unsafe given his last experience.
"You heard me, I said no." The brown-haired teen answered. Oh god, he'd hoped his voice hadn't cracked. Cold sweats trickled down the forehead as Issei stared in defiance at the beautiful blonde's blue eyes. Perhaps instinct or whatever, but Issei now feels somewhat unsafe around the blonde pretty boy. That white-haired girl,Koneko Toujo, just continue to watches from the sidelines.
While he is no lolicon like Motohama, the fact that a young girl( keyword:a woman, no matter how small her breast might be) is now in his room is quite nice. Granted, yes, she is one of the two who broke and entered into his room but it's the action that counts, not the thought. Gold eyes scrutinizing the room and disapproval on her face, if the way her face scrunched up were any indication.
"Disgusting."She spoke up. A metaphorical arrow pierced the brown-haired boys' heart hearing those words. How can she say that? She has no right to judge him, much less be in his room.
"I' know this may seem...odd. But we aren't your enemy."
Issei would like to call bullcrap on that statement. Two complete strangers broke into his home, entered his bedroom and asked him to come with them. Yeah, no way. Strangers are dangerous.
Hey, Iapetus. A little help would be nice now. Issei called out. However, there was no snark. No insults. Only silence greeted him. Who knew a god can be this petty. Then again, Iapetus is part of the Greek Pantheon and those gods aren't known for being very mature. Or at least if the game's interpretation of the Greek myth he'd played in his youth were anything to go by,
"...Can help you." Yuuto finished. An eyebrow raised and directed towards the brown-haired man opposite to him. Issei seems to have something on his mind, judging from how his face was scrunched up. Like he's trying to solve a difficult question."Did you even heard me?"
"No he didn't." A girly, barely audible voice spoke up. The sort of voice would get Yuuto Kiba turned to his friend, the white-haired girl, a surprised look on the face.
"So it seems." He commented before turning back to their target. Truth be told, the young Knight doesn't really care for his schoolmate. Yes, Issei Hyoudou is an unrepentant pervert but he has no issue with his perverted antics. In fact, he could care less about those traits of his. For reasons unbeknownst to him, his master, found that characteristics' to be cute. Besides, a Sacred Gear user is hard to come by. Given the state Takeshi and his friends were reduced to when they were rushed to the hospital, whatever Issei's Gear is must be quite powerful. And since the deadline for his Kings' engagement is drawing closer, she can't be particularly picky.
"Issei-kun." At the call of his name, Issei snapped out of thought. A stupid look on the face." If you ever want any help with your Sacred Gear, please look for the Occult Research Club."
Occult Research Club? Isn't that the club in his school? He knew taht club, after all, it is headed by Rias, the crimson beauty herself. What does they have anything to do with this? He knew Prince Charming in front of him is a member of that cub. Unless... oh no, it couldn't be.
You have got to be kidding me, Issei thought with horror.
Yuuto gave him a soft smile, a little more forced than the previous one."Just give it some thought."
Before Issei could call out toward them, a blood red magic circle big enough to cover the entire floor materialized to life. Having watched Bible Black, the young pervert recognized a magic circle when he sees one. The teen noted there was a stylized red rose encased in a circular shape was in the middle, surrounded by characters he had never seen. He can safely say no human languages are written in those particular characters.
The blonde looked down and seems to be slightly surprised by the appearance. Only to look up and offered a simple smile.
"I'm afraid we must leave now. Do think about what we said, Issei-kun."
"Wait!" A hand attempted to reach out towards them but sadly before he could, a crimson red light filled the room, causing Issei to pull the outstretched hand and the other hand up to protect his sight. By the time it died down, Issei lowered them down and those two had left. The curtains of his opened window rustling slightly under the force of the gentle breeze.
What the fucks happening to me? Issei thought in genuine bafflement. The boy make way to his bed and sat on it, legs feeling numb and head hurting as he tried to make sense of what the hell had transpired. Hand over his head and body slowly curling forward.
All of this...shit that's happening to him, this whole supernatural nonsense started because of that damn woman, Raynare or Yuuma Amano or whatever the fuck her actual name was. Now, he has the soul of a Greek deity or Titan Lord or whatever residing within him. The supernatural apparently is quite real and four of the most beautiful girls in his school are literal devils. And the bloody cheery on the top is that Kiba Yuuto is apparently associated with a devil.
"Maybe all if this is just one bad dream." He said. Yeah, that's right. There's no way this is real. All he has to do is wake up and everything will be dandy.
Oh would you stop whining already. Just accept life for what it is. The familiar voice of a particular Titan resonated within his head. A growl escaped Issei's lips at the Titans voice.
"Do me a favour and fuck off." Issei bluntly told Iapetus.
Do you think I want to be stuck with a filthy human like yourself? Do you think I haven't tried?! If you want me to leave so badly, why don't you die? Perhaps we would sort ways.
"Really now?" He chuckled. If that's the case, there's only one thing left to do. Pushing himself up, the boy walked over to the wall and stared at the poster sticking on it. A poster of Momo Momozono dressed in her Kaben Rider Pinky's, posing with a V sign held up at the side. Looking at her beautiful heart-shaped brought a single tear to his eyes.
Aah, Momozono-san, her beauty is ever lasting. She shall be the last thing he'll see.
Hey what do you think your doing? Iapetus asked, Issei detecting a faint trace of panic. Well, not that it mattered.
Rearing his head back, Issei slammed it straight face-first into the face of the AV idol as hard as he can. Only for it stop inches away. When the head was pulled back, brown eyes glowing faintly a bright silver.
"Don't be stupid. Your life is precious." The Titan spoke up. Body shaking violently and glowing silver orbs reverting to brown eyes briefly.
"Fuck you! You only care about me because if I die, you'll suffer. You fucks ruin-"
Brown to silver. Signifying the Titan Lord is in control again.
"Even if you don't know, we're already been here since the ancient times. It's just the veil-"
Silver to brown.
"I don't care. You freaks should've just stayed in b-"
And so that's how the process goes, a human and a Titan arguing back and forth all the while wresting control over a single body. Unbeknownst to the duo as they arguing, a small little bat was outside, several meters away from the opened window. It flapped its' wings as it stared at the duo, the sight relayed to her master via magic.
"I don't think Sacred Gears can do that."
"They shouldn't."Rias answered her servant, who gave a simple 'I see'. The blonde-haired man then took a sip of her cup before looking back to the screen. No Sacred Gears that she's aware of allows their user to be controlled by the entity inhabiting it. It's somewhat similar to the Independent-type Sacred Gear but the sealed entity possess a body of their own to move around. Or perhaps this is a trait of this particular Gear. After all, none of the recorded Sacred Gears houses actual god within them.
Dragons yes. But gods, unheard off.
"Where's Akeno-senpai?" Yuuto asked. When he'd arrived, the purple-haired sadist was nowhere in sight when he and Koneko came back. Which was odd.
"It appears Takeshi and his friends suffered injuries greater than we'd expected. Those three had a curse placed upon them that prevents wounds from healing."
"What does that have anything to do with Akeno-senpai?" Koneko asked, voice barely a whisper.
"Because this particular curse will inflict a great amount of pain should any magical spell is is applied to the afflicted." Rias stated. Those poor men might not even life, she secretly added. They learned about it the hard way when Momo used a healing spell on one of the boys, Sora if she recalls right. Poor boy convulsed violently and began to bleed even more. The scary part is that he was still alive. Sona had told her about it and asked for Akeno's help and Rias had gladly provided.
"Shouldn't we inform Lord Beelzebub?" Yuuto asked."After all, the man is a capable magician."
She glanced at her Knight and scoffed, raising a hand up and slashed at the holographic projection depicting her target. Once slashed, it dispersed like how smoke when a solid object passed through it. She sent a mental command to her bat via their empathy link to call it back. There was nothing left for her to see. Nothing of importance at least.
"Lord Lucifer and Lady Leviathan had generously made me and Sona co-governors over this land after spending months trying to form a political relationship with the Shinto Faction. There's no need to drag one of the four Satan into this." She exclaimed. Hands tightened into a fist as she recalled how their last conversation went.
"I see." Yuuto commented, noticing the balled hand.
She huffed and released her hand, noticing how it'd affected her servants.
"No, my apology, It's just...tiring." She spoke, making way to the tea placed on the table. Dutifully, Yuuto prepared a cup of tea and handed it to his King, who took it and muttered a quick 'thank you'.
"Of course, Buchou."
It still irked her how her brother made her and Sona co-governors over this land. It's not the fact she has to work with Sona, it's the fact that neither hers nor Sona's older sibling believe neither she nor ar capable enough to defend themselves. Their excuse was that she and her childhood friend had supposedly requested for governance over a land at the same time. And the duo thought it would be a wonderful idea to have the two(Rias and Sona) work together.
'Excuses,' Rias thought in anger at what her brother did. As much as she loves Sirzech, she doesn't like to be compared with him. It's always about how great her older brother is. People always refered to her as Sirzech's younger sister or the Heiress of Gremory Clan. Not Rias.
All of those bastards in the Underworld will pay. She'll prove to them that she's capable of handling things on her own. And shell be damned if she let her older brother or his friends help her in any way.
AN:Sorry been busy with school work, real life business and my own novel. No guarantee can update as often as I like to. Also, sorry if I make Rias a bit ooc. Wants to enhance her feeling when often compared to her family.