After reading the novels about a certain commissar, I decided that he would be an interesting character in DxD, for some reason… For now I'm not sure if he should be an OC in DxD or a crossover for a warhammer character but I think I'll keep him as an OC as I had added my own zest.
Obligated warning, I don't own either the Warhammer nor DxD, if I did I would be chilling on the bahamas.
The great war was over several centuries ago, the angels had fallen back and hopefully will never be such a great influence again on world affairs. The fallen had retreated and blended in with the human society keeping a low profile. The ones who fared the worst are probably the devils. Shattered and broken by the great war and internal strife, the loyalist families had been exiled and the new generation took power under Sirzechs Gremory and his armies.
I still carry with me the burden of losing my closest of allies during the civil war. How could the Gremories be so foolish as to cause a complete disintegration of the devil society just after we suffered a devastating defeat at the hands of the dragons and God? I ask myself this question everyday as I wallow in my constant misery. I should have died during the siege of Cocytus. The cursed battle that cost me my father and mother. Now I'm the last member of my family and probably the only person who will ever carry the last name of Caiaphas.
None of us ever knew what powers we were granted out of the pillars. All of them had a distinct power that made them nobles, the power of annihilation, the power of destruction, the power of dimensional change and so on. Meanwhile we never figured out ours.
The laughing stock of other families we were mocked for being the same as other peasants. To prove ourselves to Lucifer and to the rest of demonkind we instead worked and fought like no one ever had. Our family had contributed the largest amount of generals and tactically brilliant officers to the devil army. We had never been very wealthy but begrudgingly they accepted us as valuable members of the pillars.
After the civil war I now remain in service of Lucifer's descendants. No matter how demented and insane they are, I have an obligation through blood to serve them till the very end of my life and to reconsider it would be heretical.
"Hey Cain, are you brooding again about your miserable and worthless life?" Asked a chipper female voice as though not seeing the raining cloud over my head.
"Yes, there is nothing else to do in these wastelands." I replied with a bit of spice in my voice. This creature had been annoying me for the past century unsuccessfully.
"You could accept the sword from our leader and join the ranks! Or you could keep being depressed and eating buckets of ice cream." Ah yes, the proposition that I heard a million times. I'd rather be safe and sound right over here than go anywhere near combat.
"Kat. I'd rather pray to god than to see another goddamn light spear flying right towards my face." I don't care what they say nor what they do. This is not happening. Never ever again.
"Not only do we have the remnants of our imperial treasury, but we also have some hot fallen angel prisoners just waiting to be ravaged~" She leaned forward with a suggestive grin and I for the first time felt something hot burning in my heart…
"I do not commit war crimes, insinuate anything further and I just might refrain from granting you a swift death." Rage. I put up my bravest bravado and looked her straight in the eyes. My face a bit obscured by the shadow of a tree gave me a menacing glare. I put my hand on the hilt of my sword as a show of strength.
She only had a blank look on her face. On no! Cain you look like an idiot it never works! Oh god she probably can see straight through you!
"Ahhh… Yes, I'm sorry Cain... my mistake." She sounded genuinely apologetic and her face twisted to that from complete confidence to a shaky smile. She is probably being polite and not calling me out on my bullshit. My standing in her eyes definetly diminished...
" I didn't want to do this but you leave me no choice in the matter. Under the name of one of the Satans I command you to join the ranks of our military as a general." She slowly started backing away as I felt my stomach twist. Not this again! Please! No matter how I feel about this, no matter how much I fear it, such an order from a Satan can't be declined!
"I'm, I'm sorry Cain." She bowed a bit as she tried to stutter something out. My mental panic turned into a full blown catastrophic meltdown. I was about to run away in fear and never return but something in my brain steeled my nerves.
"Uhhh. If you want I'll offer you the best and most lenient jobs available!" She put her hand up over her head as if to avoid a beating. The wrestling in my head is not stopping no matter what. Suddenly my posture straightened out and my brain felt clear for a moment.
"I carefully considered your kind offer lady Katerina but I have to politely decline your second offer and ask for a frontline position like in the old days." I said in a crisp, professional and noble generals voice followed by a rough chuckle from me. Wait, what am I saying?! What is wrong with you Cain? This is how your father died! Stop this brain!
The dark atmosphere was seemingly gone as I went back to having a mental breakdown. Meanwhile Katerina smiled and took a sigh of relief.
"No matter what front you put up and how humbly you behave Cain, I can see straight through you. You are a brave warrior and war hero of demonkind, this is why your talents are necessary. You can't lie to a heiress of Leviathan!" She put her hands on her hips as if she had found out the truth. Oh boy how far away she is from it. She doesn't know does she? Tell her the truth Cain! You are a coward and a fraud! All those victories were just flukes!
"Ahem, Lady Katerina." She looked into my eyes as she waited for my answer. She was smiling brightly and happily. Oh no! She has expectations of me!
"I wonder if you could assign me to the most complicated and dangerous task at hand right now, I feel like me and my personal guard are the only qualified remnants of the army right now." My voice was low and hoarse. I was choking on my own saliva while saying it. Wait…
I fucked up again! Cain! You will kill youself! Stop doing yourself harm! I'm such an idiot. You are risking not just your own life but the lives of your trusted friends. You don't have that many left to sacrifice them Cain!
"I think that our meeting is adjourned Lady Katerina, now please leave me to organise my guard…" Again I said in a professional and calm tone. My aim definetly was not to immediatly prepare my guard but to get her out of my sight... Katerina, seemingly oblivious to my brain's self destruction curtly nodded and disappeared into thin air.
I collapsed into a heap and started bawling loudly.
17th century. New Spain. Tlaxcala Temple.
I stood proudly with my ancient runic sword pointed up in the air. The golden symbols on its sides glowing with power.
"Forward!" I screamed as I charged head first in the direction of a massive stone temple covered with moss and blood. The Red Guard which is my personal detachment of soldiers followed me flying at mach speed straight at our target. At my side is Jurgen, a loyal follower and friend who had been with me through the civil war. His bloodline was also decimated by the gremories and now my companion is seeking vengeance alongside with me... The many missions we went on and the many impossible victories we achieved are innumerable and he had been a stalwart castle that kept me safe and sane during those grave times...
After getting within a kilometer of the temple we felt a blanket fall across the future battlefield. A dark burgundy colored field started expanding outwards encasing us and anything within a mile radius in it.
"A defence mechanism. How peculiar... What have they cooked up for us this time?" I said out loud. Even though I might just sound confident and even bored. It is all part of my persona which I had to maintain for the last 200 years… In my head I'm absolutely and unconditionally shit scared. This field for all I've known could have fried us like mosquitoes on an electric fence the moment it touched us.
"It appears to be so my lord. A null field to keep the humans away as well as negate holy energies. It appears they were prepared to face a different enemy." Said Jurgen as he created a magic circle that glowed and dissipated.
"Seems to me that it has no other effects other than those." What would I do without my aid's helpfulness? His input put some of my fears to the back of my mind. We looked around some more to make sure our little party was alone before proceeding.
Approaching the entrance I tried to keep my legs from shaking as the looming dark gate greww ever closer and closer. We landed on a small platform at the top of the stairs looking deep into the dark abyss.
"Those cowards, couldn't face us on the open battlefield. Well, let us spring the quite obvious trap. We are entering the dragon's lair. Prepare defence spells, I don't want to see all of you get sprayed with mustard gas and get injured like in the catacombs." A number of affirmatives greeted my ears as I lit up a dark red ball and sent it ahead to light up our surroundings. God I still remember the screams. We were hunting down the illusive dark angel in the Parisan catacombs only to be fucking gassed. No one was prepared. We started coughing blood and collapsing one after another. Not only did we fail in our mission and let the dark angel get away, but we were also confined to a medical hospital for dunces like us.
I left a small group of my guard outside to prevent any sort of an ambush and to alert us in case anything is out of place, again out of past experience. I just hope they will be alright.
We had been walking for five minutes straight deep inside these unlit corridors. The tripwires we set off had sent a hail of arrows which we just ignored as they harmlessly bounced off our bodies. Further in we saw a magic barrier unknown to most designs. But oh how familiar it was for me. I've been hunting the bastards down for the last two years on a wild goose chase. And now they finally decided to make a stand in this very temple.
The mossy hallways, the hallucinations were meant to disorient us in hopes we give up, and I would have if not for the thought of returning back to Katarea empty handed. Surely I'll be executed by those lunatics.
"So… The rats have been holed up in here all this time? What a waste of time. Jurgen!" I barked out and he immediately understood my intentions. Both of us stood in front of the barrier. I focused all of my magical energy and will power in my hands which appeared as a red glowing sphere with a yellow outline meanwhile Yurgen started feeding me his own reserves. Better to overdo it than to fail.
I began a mental countdown and felt the mass of energy expand and grow more potent.
"My lord?" Inquisitively asked Yurgen as he was heaving on his knees. I took it as a sign he was at his limit and released the sphere. It transformed for a second into a line before shattering the barrier. I heard several screams after I broke through. Upon my observation the screams belonged to a group of blood warriors waiting behind the barrier to ambush us. Several of my soldiers ran forward and scanned the room as well as the dead bodies.
"Obsidian blades and feathered helmets. These are the blood warriors, the sun priests are absent." Hmm, that means they are keeping the sun followers for another ritual. The blood warriors are no cannon fodder but they rely mainly on their physical prowess. Meanwhile the sun priests are capable of casting complicated blood magic and performing reality bending rituals. God how much they creep me out, the barbarians need to be put down for good.
"Well, there is nowhere else to go but forward. Jurgen with me, rest of you stay and get ready to back us up in case something goes wrong." Both me and my companion went ahead of our party with our target being a massive stone gate that has violent images engraved. A tall pyramid with a man having his heart ripped out. Yes, they can't be anywhere else. Such vile scriptures and iconography. Is this what they are going to do to us if we lose?
Getting ever closer a foreboding feeling entered my body. Maybe it is not such a great idea after all? My legs right now are quaking, the closer I get to that door the stronger is my urge to run away. Lucifer why did you curse me this way?
I concentrated and power blasted through the door hoping nothing would be there... Only to find over thirty different aztec gods all looking directly at me.
The amount of shit in my pants can not be underestimated. I've never felt so afraid for my short life than at this very moment.
"It's him!" Screamed out a man with hundreds of muscles covering his entire body. Before they managed to jump me the same muscled aztec god started running for his life in the opposite direction followed by approximatly twenty more. All having looks of horror on their faces.
The five that were left were the four gods of fire and Tezcatlipoca. The creator god, lord of night and ruler of the north.
"So... They have sent the infamous silver death after us? I guess we moved up on the christian soon to be dead list..." Silver death? Did those guys get drunk on blood? Since when am I called that? That sounds so goddamn dorky.
I took my sword out of my sheath preparing to battle for my life, I can't flee nor can I surrender. Last time I fought a god it didn't go too well. By that I mean my entire legion layed in shambles and I survived through the the power of my impossible luck. Everything around me was absolutely destroyed and layed in ashes as I was left on a small patch of land in the middle untouched by the immense holy shit bomb. I puffed up my chest indignantly as any devil officer would at their statement.
"Do you really think any of you deserve mercy after the betrayal at the damned river? My verdict is your immediate execution…" Even though the meso-american gods clashed with the christian factions during the colonisation period, they were placed as a secondary target during the civil war and their hinting down and execution were postponed until it was over. In the midst of the civil war they pretended to side with the loyalist families only to betray us and wipe out two more pillars alongside with several armies in that battle. Little did they know that a devils hatred lasts forever...
I charged with my demonic sword and went down on the creator god with a downwards slice. The dark lord had parried my sword with his obsidian razor club. Meanwhile Jurgen dove in to cover my flanks by engaging the four fire gods at the same time. He summoned three more of himself and started battling them on equal grounds.
Every one of my attacks were parried not in an expertly manner, but rather in a brutal and unforgiving show of strength. It is as if I was getting hit by a train every time I parried his blow. My arms strained from the sheer force behind the blows of the creator god.
An arrow aflame whizzed by me with such a velocity that the wind nearly knocked me over. The perpetrator was one of the fire gods that had missed Jurgen. Thankfully I quickly regained my balance and parried another slash aiming for my stomach.
Our deadly dance had gone from me probing Tezcatlipocas defences to me being on a back foot as the aztec god entered some sort of a beast mode. Seeing as I had no hope of overpowering my opponent I decided to play smart.
A mini heart attack was ignored by me as the blade passed inches from my eyes but I just shook it off. This hit could've blinded me and ended the fight right there. I slowly backed away from the large open area of this room and back into the corridors. The cramped space forced the dark god's sword to be slowed by walls and roof as he had to drag it through them and towards me. His stature also did not make it easier for him as his shoulders were hunched preventing him from doing his devastating upper swings that had ruptured the floor under me in that room.
Block after block I casted different sorts of magic, the barriers meant to burn him were shrugged off and my high explosive runes were nothing more than a massage to him.
The aztec gods' red eyes glowed with rage as he kept missing his slices. I didn't even bother to block as my arms were screaming in pain from all the direct hits I took with my sword.
"Your confidence will be your downfall Cain! Fight me with all you have!" Screamed Tzecatlipoca enraged. Confidence?! I'm centimeters away from being decapitated by a mad rampaging mountain of muscles! If anything I should be the one screaming in terror! hands behind my back I arched my spine backwards in a limbo maneuver, the sword passing right above my nose and severing several strands of my hair from my head.
As we exited the corridor we entered another room with a lot of space. Oh no! I will be stomped like a bug! This is bad! This is how you fucking die Cain!
Being forced to parry another blow aiming straight for my neck my arms gave way and I let his sword continue on its trajectory. By some miracle my half hearted defence redirected his blow towards a nearby support pillar. The blow from the dark gods sword shattered the supporting structure and a large chunk of the roof and several ton stone blocks fell down and straight on top of him.
The god of course noticed this and powered through the debris…
Just to find a sword sticking straight through his torso. The moment of distraction gave me just enough time ti get behind the rampaging beast and stab it. The aztec god gurgled out litres of blood before grabbing the sword sticking out from his stomach and pulling forward. In the opposite direction from where he had been stabbed! The handle went inside the god's body and I was forced to let go. The screams of pain were muffled by the gurgles of blood… No! My only weapon!
"And so you are disarmed! This has cost me almost my entire life force but I still have enough blood in storage to kill you!"
How can one man contain this much blood?! The amount leaking out already filled the room up a few centimeters and it just doesn't stop flowing!
An overhead strike was barely dodged by me and a follow up meant to cut off my legs was jumped over. I don't even know what I'm doing! I'm just following my instincts!
I rolled under the gods legs after another blow which created cracks all over the floor. I now being behind him took this opportunity. Casting an explosive straight under his left foot I proceeded to do a backflip and brought my foot down using the momentum on top of the gods head. This caused the aztec god to lose balance and gave me the opening I was looking for. I then using my momentum rammed into Tezcatlipoca's shin with a kick finally forcing the massive hulking form to fall.
I panicked and jumped up in the air while grabbing my sword and accidentally hit a support pillar with the force of a jet. This caused the entire wing of this temple to come down. The massive and heavy statues fell from their stationary spots on inner balconies which I dodged with my ragdolling inertia causing them to miss me and fall upon the flailing dark god. The already cracked floor gave way to the debris and revealed a massive black abyss under the floor.
The aztec god saw my form above him slowly retreating as he fell deeper and deeper. The moment I saw it I realised exactly what this abyss was. It was the sacrificial altar which rips the soul away from a body and any poor man that ends up there loses his life force. I managed to land harshly on the still crumbling part of the ground and ran like my life depended on it as the wave of destruction followed me.
I've never ran like this since I was chased by several immortal scythe wielding servants of Hades! And even then I knew I will survive! Now I'm not so sure...
As I kept running I spotted the battered form of a singular Jurgen retreating from two fire gods, the other two nowhere to be seen but I can guess their fates.
"Cain!"
"Jurgen!" We met in the middle in between the wave of destruction and two pissed off aztec fire gods.
"I have a plan!" I yelled and Jurgen looked at me with hope.
"Run while you still can! Every man for himself!" I pushed Jurgen to the side to make way for myself to run inadvertently causing him to dodge a blast of fire and fall into a safer area. Meanwhile I jumped up and on top of one of these gods and kicked off of one their heads. This caused the second attack aimed for Jurgen by the fire god to miss and hit the other one. Disoriented both of them fell into the darkness under the crumbling temple.
I hit something mid air which caused me to make an accidental triple frontflip. Somehow I managed to land in front of Jurgen gracefully on my legs.
"Cain, you saved me!" What? How? Doesn't matter! We really need to get out of here! Lord Belzebub is this how I'm going to die?!
I fell on the ground hard with a shocked face, my muscles giving way only to be caught by my companions firm grasp.
"Cain, you saved my life hundreds of times, it is about time I saved yours." He hoisted me onto his shoulders and leaped out of the way before a falling pillar crushed both of us. My limp body flailed about like a wet sausage as he jumped from a falling particle to another mid air. Oh Lucifer is this what my life came down to?
At some point we encountered a much more stable part of the collapsing temple where he put me down and fell down right next to me. Now that I look closer at Jurgen I can see how badly his body is damaged, bruises and burns cover his entire torso. Looking at him I felt that my wounds were negligeble at best... Jurgen does always go above and beyond for everything after all.
"Well, that was an experience…" Stated Jurgen as he deservingly face planted right into the floor. The follow up muffles I assumed to be some colorful words about our situation.
My friend dragged himself up so he was leaning against the wall. Clearly Jurgen was smiling and I couldn't find a good reason for it. Both of us nearly got sacrificed to the fucking blood god, then we fought those same blood gods we were meant to be sacrificed to, then with a stroke of luck we somehow survived... That was a fucking nightmare!
"That was a brilliant plan Cain, you split the gods up so you could deal with Tezcatlipoca yourself and then help me finish off the fire gods. You knew about the aztec field that increases their strength when they are together. Then you managed to drag the dark lord just above the abyss of sacrifice and used the only weak point in the temple which is the central pillar to kill him off using said abyss. You then abused the chain of destruction to first confuse the remaining fire gods with your actions and then turning their powers against themselves using minimal effort. Truly you are a master of strategy…" The adoration would be appreciated… If it was all true! I somehow managed to accidentally make my way through this bullshit and surviving by the skin of my teeth! I started crying violently. This was so close! That was way too close! One misstep and my soul would have been ripped apart in the abyss! Or I would be a fine red paste under Tezcatlipoca's obsidian sword! I burried my head into my arms as I kept sobbing.
Apperently someone misunderstood why I tears were streaming like a river from my eyes.
"Don't cry for them, I know you are a compassionate person Lord Cain, but these wretched creatures don't deserve your regret…" He put a comforting hand on my shoulder. What?! No! I'm crying because I'm fucking scared and want to see my mommy! MOMMY! I don't want to be a devil! I want to be a human living out his mediocre but safe life!
Hearing footsteps approaching I thought I was done for. These must have been the remaining gods coming to finish me off. Well, this was a good run.
"My lord? Sir Jurgen?" No, it is too good.
"Sergeant Aul? You are just in time…" I said in a hoarse voice from crying, my imitation returned now that I was seen by my soldiers. They can't see a wreck of a general after all. Suddenly I then remembered that I have a pack of cigars from the capital. I lit one up and started smoking to calm my wrecked nerves.
(Unknown and unfortunate for him, he looked like a total badass to his troops.)
"Sir, I apologise for my incompetence, but ten of them managed to slip out of the temple. One of them being Huitzipochtli… The god of sun and war, as well as the second highest ranking aztec god after the ruler of the north."
I was so relieved at being alive to be mad at Aul, I bet he did his best and I sincerely hope we took zero casualties.
"So sergeant, what are our losses?" I closed my eyes in trepidation. I really didn't want to hear what he would say. I've brought a hundred guardsmen in here and the whole temple collapsed, the numbers could be grim.
"Two casualties, on their way out the last gods blew the gate off its hinges injuring two of the outside detachment. Ronald and Arhanva were bruised and got several burns from the sun god." I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank Lucifer for small mercies.
"Alright, Aul we are done sitting around, please help me and Yurgen get out of here." My sergeant and several other guardsmen gently picked me and Yurgen up and flew off through the now non existent roof.
"That was a beautiful display there my Lord, your fight against the dark lord was incredible!" Oh god, another poor victim of my bed of lies! Well, I can't just tell them that it's not how they think! They are looking up to me so I have to show my best side!
"That was nothing Aul, he wasn't as tough as that gorgon on crete." This isn't exactly false, I did fight one and I got my ass handed to me but really, he wasn't as tough as her!
"You defeated the famous Medusa and her sisters! I knew all those stories of you are true!"
"Well, I didn't say defea-"
"What an incredible master you are, Lord Cain!" I just couldn't help but sigh. Guess this is just how my life goes…
After coming back to my relaitvly deserted castle in the middle of the wastland that I call home, I satisfyingly closed the door and started crying. The amount of times I could have died in that temple can't be counted on two hands and that is already way too many for me! I want to be the devil cleric! I want to work in an office and drink beer and hang out with my office friends doing office things! Why is it so hard? I guess this is my eternal punishment from God...
*Knock* *Knock*
"It is Katarea! Cain-sama please come out!" I dug my head into my pillow wanting this nightmare to end...
"If you don't open the door in five seconds I'll have to break in~" Lord Lucifer, why am I cursed in so many ways!
Thanks for reading my story, if this gets love I'll post more. In case I do I'll probably do a loose timeline with large skips to establish key characters. Once it gets to Issei's time it will be a single coherent story.
Thanks for reading :)