WARNING: DxD and it's character don't belong to me, they belong to Ichiei Ishibumi. The only thing that belongs to me are the Original Characters. The rest, it's all of Ichiei Ishibumi.
Well, Hello Again. I had no plans to write another chapter of my fanfics for a time, you see? Well, this is a bit of a change in my plans, since my friends asked me to write this using some characters from a RPG we Play.
Explaining, this one will be different from my habitual modus operandi regarding fanfics with OCs, since by the terms of DxD, Three characters in specific are WAY BEYOND the power levels of DxD until the ExE starts invading. So, I'll write this prologue due to the promise I made to my friends, after that, only after I have some free time again and will to write.
Tl;dr: Three overpowered gods from another universe go have a vacation in DxD with some companions of theirs.
(THE DIMENSIONAL GAP)
He could see it. Seven silhouettes, three normal, like if nothing was wrong. But the other four... one was black and red, burning with the screams of the damned, painted with the tainted blood of Sin, inside of it, was worse... a maelstrom made of the screeching souls of man, woman, the old, the young, and even those yet to born, making a storm of pain-drown cries and tears mixed with the eternal torment of hell.
Another, like a complex maze, unintelligible, with intricacies whose would make the unwise think of it as a great engineering masterpiece, but of those who known, the maze only was a mess of paths, puzzles and enigmas, without any real meaning aside of "being there" and becoming more and more complex, and a greater mess to clean.
One... was like the Light of the stars themselves. A burning bastion of Light, Hope, and Determination, so bright that could blind even him with it's light. A burning passion to protect, and the royalty of a Wise King with few equals. A star to guide those behind, and make a new path towards the future...
The last. Was nothing. Nothing inside it, besides the purest and the truest void, devoid of meaning and reason, the primordial Truth of Existence who existed way before any other would even think of being Born, the Truth that there's no any other meaning in the universe beside it.
For the first time in his own existence, he, the Great Red, felt fear of the things to come, these three things of Mass Power and Prowess, one, the Silhouette of an Inferno given form, went ahead of its peers, meanwhile the void stayed behind, and the light, went direct to him.
"Hey, Dragon, can you give us some clues? Is pretty hard for me and my acquaintance to go through the other side." And the silhouette of light stands before him.
(KUOH'S FOREST, NEAR THE ABANDONED CHURCH)
Like a thunder's cry the forest shakes with a roar coming from the very ground itself, as a sigil makes itself in the ground, shining ominously with a bloody scarlet grow like the blood lakes from the very depths of Inferno. The winds fell into frenezy like the blows of typhoons, albeit momentaly, the whole city quickly felt the cold and furious breeze.
The ground surrounding the sigil burns with hellish rage, quickly charring in stants, while the trees withered in decay, until collapsing in their own weight and becoming dust. Above the ground opened above the center of the sigil, while four existences emerged from it, and the ground mended itself shortly after the exit of the four.
"Hmmmm. So, are we successful?" A man in his early 20s says with a flat and filled with contempt. Like the rest of the party, albeit two, his hair is totally white, red eyes and a masculine face, his body slim, but with an athletic look. His choice of clothes, a military uniform, white and red, plain and simple.
Holding his chin with his left hand, a man in the start of his 20's quickly understood the obvious. "Yes, Mister Ace, but aren't we missing three of us?" Likewise, his hair white and curly, brown eyes, and an deceiving athletic and strong body, albeit his slender and shorter frame than many of his peers, his clothes casual, but noble in choice and design.
"Yeah, those three, conveniently went missing." Ace says, with a bit of sassy voice, since the heavy hitters of the group vanished without a trace.
A boy wrapped in rags like a wizard's robe, raises his voice "Who cares, the two bastards and the Usurper hardly would be defeated, even less killed, they probably lost themselves or are fooling around." The smaller of the group says, his voice filled with venom and contempt as he says the Title of the "Usurper". His straight hair is pure white, reaching his waist, blue and emotionless eyes, a perpetual grimace in his face, and a slender body, with no sign of athletic or physical exercises.
With a click of his tongue, the last member of the group aimed his words at the smaller: "Sir. Yoru, I shall not remember you that the same Usurper you so eagerly despises, defeated you once, and can, and will, defeat you once more if you abandon the fold, shall I?"
The stronger, aesthetic wise, and higher member of the group says, his clothes regal and formal, the finest clothes of a diplomat and politician, but modified to as well serve as a battle uniform, even with regal clothing, the strong and big frame of his body are shown with wide shoulders, and strong arms and legs, the his short hair a lighter shade of grey, maybe natural, maybe a signal of stress-filled lifestyle, and his eyes, like his hair, are of a shade of grey.
With a frown, Yoru shrugged, giving up the chance to pick a fight, it wasn't worth it.
"So, ignoring the Brat being an angsty teenager, are we in the right landing point?" The man, Ace, says again looking around the withered trees and the charred ground, a sign of "his powers".
Likewise, Yoru looks around, his face blank like a machine making calculations beyond human or inhuman capacity. "I think yes, this is the landing point, the sigil and effects in the background are a sign of that Bastard's power, if I can give an educated guess, they are too strong to pass to this dimension so rapidly, and need time to enter, unlike us."
The man in noble clothing, quickly sees where his bratty acquaintance is coming from. "Makes sense."
After Asia's rescue, she did not expect to find anything like the beings a few meters far from her and her peerage. Even without sensing properly, they are strong, very strong. She didn't think that could defeat any of them in a fight, even with her peerage. What are those beings? What are they doing there?
Fallen Angels? She quickly disregarded the option, an overflowing demonic energy, like rivers and rivers exhaled from them, albeit one she couldn't pinpoint exactly what the last one really is. She looks back to her peerage, did no one feel those powers? Her legs are trembling, like made of spaghetti.
The presence of those demons almost crushing her, to her consolation, or maybe not, Koneko's shoulders are shivering, while cold sweat drips from her face, and her breath ragged.
"Bushou, Koneko-chan?" Issei says, approaching her with Asia by his side, and quickly Kiba and Akeno follow his steps, even the recently resurrected Asia showing concern in her innocent face.
"T-There's something wrong here… I don't want to concern any of you, but I feel demons, too strong and with auras I don't recognize…" Her words quickly sparked the inaware peerage in a fighting instance.
With a quick look at Koneko, Akeno gets the meaning of this all. The things are bad, that's bad. So… are they with the Old Satan Faction?
"Hey, there are people inside this derelict church, I guess they can help us with information about this place?" One voice, of a young adult can be heard, Rias and her peerage can't feel the intention of doing harm in his voice, but their appearance, after Asia's resurrection… too much coincidence to be true…
"Buchou… are they bad People? I don't understand what's going on…" Albeit ready to fight, he can't understand what is the problem here, he can't feel their presence at all, so how can Buchou and Koneko feel? And what is the problem with their strength?
"I-I tell more about it later. We need to ret-" Quickly recovering her composure, Rias tries to open a teleport circle, but is already too late.
"If you can give me the benefit of doubt." A voice calls their attention, a man with short and curly white hair, blue eyes and noble clothing. A stern, but gentle, look in his face. "I'm sorry if I, or my partners concerned you, was not Our intention. If you may, can we talk a little? We are… lost, to say the least." The nobleman stands outside of the church, but in a position they all can see or attack if needed, a token of gesture. Koneko jumps ready to fight the overwhelming being in her sight, now with a clear sight of him, he is strong… too strong, Maou Level? No… he can be even greater than that. With a surprise face, the man let out a sigh from his lips.
"I see the problem now, Sorry, Little Lady. I'll rectify my mistake." With a snap of his fingers, the Overwhelming presence vanished, giving place to a human-like aura that even the other members of ORC could feel clearly. Seeing his non-aggressive stance, Rias could give a shot, or Teleport away if this is a bait. But Koneko's worries were not eased by this, she still could feel the presence of the other three, and the fourth member, even her, couldn't tell exactly what he was.
"With a few conditions, I want you to guarantee that you, nor your companions will not attack us, do harm to us, or any innocent." A cocky action to try and make demands, yes, but she still had given it a shot. Her composure ready, she couldn't falter here, in a situation that faltering may mean death.
"A fair concern, I see. You have my word and vow, that neither I nor my companions will do harm to you, your friends, or any innocent." For now at least. He wanted to say. Rias had no clue if he said with honesty or not, but she would take his word, if not, maybe she would need her brother to fight against the devil before her.
"Well… what you want to know?"
"See… My companions and I tried to find a suitable place for vacation. But we somehow made a mistake, and ended up in this forest. We couldn't tell what was wrong, and one of us made a flight and saw the city a little more than a few kilometers away from us. I felt you and your friends or acquaintances here, and I thought that it would be good to know about this place from the locals. Do not worry, I know that all of you are Demons."
Rias somehow was eased, and not by his words. They ended here, in Kuoh, due a mistake on their part while using a teleportation spell or circle… good. But he did not know about her or…?
"Sorry to ask if this is a little too intruding… but of which surviving houses of the 72 demon pillars you and your friends raise from?" Her luck is in day, Issei did not even once do an impulsive thing and read the mood. It would be bad if the man before her got angry…
With a confused and surprised face, his words shook Rias. "Sorry if I may sound a bit too insensitive and ignorant, but I do not follow. 72 Demon Pillars? Like in houses, noble houses, arch-demon houses and such?" He… did not know about Demon Pillars and surviving houses? Albeit being a Devil himself?
She needed a test, if he didn't even know about the 72 Pillars, and he didn't sound amnesiac, where did he come from? "Sorry, I don't get your name… my Name is Rias Gremory. And yours?"
"Jack, only Jack. I don't have pride in my Family's name." Another flag, she still doesn't know if it is a good or bad one. But still, he seems to be at least reasonable.
"Still, you don't know anything about the survivors of the 72 pillars, The Maous, and such?"
With a contemplative face, Jack tried to find a more reasonable way to explain his situation to the party… "To be honest, my Companions and I are not from this Reality, per se. In our reality there exist Demons like you and your friends, but in truth I think that the way both parties organize themselves are way different. Sorry if my words sound like fiction or fairy tales, but sorry are the truth, I beg you a bit of trust, but if you couldn't, I fully understand."
Well… Rias expected more, like amnesiac survivors of the Great War and of extinct houses of the 72 Pillars, but still… was less than she expected.
"Really? This is a bit too… far, even for me who was a common guy before being turned into a demon."
"Well, I beg your pardon, Mister, but this is the truth. I gain nothing from telling lies from you, meanwhile you can gain from telling Lies to me, since I don't know anything about this world. But I can feel the honesty in the words of your leader, so in return I said only the truth of my situation." A low "fair" escaped Kiba's lips, meanwhile Rias seemed a little more relaxed.
"Your guys don't wana invade and conquer, destroy our reality or anything like this? This is my last question."
A small smile cracked in Jack's lips, he liked her posture. "No, as I said, we are here for vacation, due some of our core members being overworked and stressed, I hope we can get along."
Well, Rias can understand that, Sirzechs used to complain about the piles and piles of work he had to do due to his position as Lucifer.
Well, this is the prologue. As I said, I wrote this due to a promise to some friends. I may or may not update this one quickly due to that. And as I said, everyone here is a bit overpowered.
Jack and Ace are beyond the Level of a normal Maou, you can throw them in the same category as the Original Four. The Member I don't say the name here, his name is Memento Mori by the way, can go toe to toe/defeat a Maou like Serafall or those in the same level.
And now, Yoru, he can toy with Sirzechs at his full power like someone toys with a ragdoll. The last three, I'll say nothing, only when they appear.
See ya guys later.