A/N: This be Canon Divergent as fuck. Oh and to those who want this to be a harem, I'm sorry to disappoint. This will strictly be KyousukexSona. This is naturally not counting Issei's shenanigans in the background. He can do whatever he wants as he's not the main focus.
Of all the things he had been expecting on his walk home from school, being attacked by a Fallen Angel was not one of them. Sona had of course warned him about them, but he wasn't expecting one to be bold enough to attack him in devil territory.
She had blonde hair done up in pigtails and a gothic lolita attire. He frankly thought she was cute. Well, as cute as someone attempting to kill him could be.
"May I inquire as to why you desire to mutiliate me with that spear of murder?"
She smiled sweetly. It gave him the creeps.
"Because that Sacred Gear is too dangerous, boy. The potential it has will prove to be a threat to us Fallen Angels!"
"Look. I get that, I really do. But who said I wanted to fight you?"
"Our battle is inevitable."
"Sure. But before you brutally murder me, can I at least get your name?"
Perhaps it was because he had died once already, but he didn't really have a fear of death anymore. How strange.
"My name is Mittelt and it's the last name you'll hear!"
She dove in for the kill, which is what he was hoping she'd do. She could have stayed away and took pot shots, but she apparently didn't see him as a threat.
"Include - Rider!"
Fist met face and she crumbled like a stack of cards. He glanced down at the girl who was now bleeding from the mouth and felt a pang of sympathy. She was just a foot soldier. Following orders. So what if he removed her ability to take orders? Yeah, that would work. It was stupid, but it'd definitely work.
He sighed.
Sona's gonna kill me for this.
"You want me to do what?" Sona asked him, her tone incredulous.
"I want you to reincarnate Mittelt as a devil."
"She's the enemy, Kyousuke!"
"But she was only following orders. So if you reincarnate her, she'll have to follow your orders."
"She'll just become a stray!"
"I bet you she won't."
"Oh? Care to explain to me why you're so confident?"
"Tell me, President. Why would a Fallen Angel attack me, a devil, in devil territory, alone?"
Sona was silent.
"The answer is that her boss never expected her to return alive. To them, she's already dead. And I know she knows this."
He sighed.
"The fact that her own allies saw her as disposable. It rubs me the wrong way. I don't want her to die because she was seen as nothing more than a tool."
Sona bit her lip. "I want to speak to her first."
"Of course. She's in the other room."
"Why did you attack my Rook?" Sona asked, her expression serious. "You'd best give me an answer or I'll kill you on the spot. I'm not as merciful as he is."
The Fallen Angel, who was currently handcuffed to her chair, grimaced. "Because we were told Azazel-sama wanted the Sacred Gear user dead."
Sona's eyebrows rose. "Azazel? The Leader of the Grigori, collector of Sacred Gears. Wanted unique Sacred Gears destroyed?"
"Well, when you put it like that . . . "
"Who told you these were his orders?"
"I dunno. Raynare told me what she was told. I kinda just went along with it."
"And Raynare is who?"
"Look, they may not have cared about me, but I care about them. I'm not gonna sell my comrades out."
Sona stared at the girl for a long time before she finally groaned.
"That boy is going to be the death of me. Fine, Mittelt. I'll give you a chance."
"A chance?"
"He said he wanted me to reincarnate you as a devil."
". . . What?!"
"And that's the story," Sona said to her peerage who were all looking at her with wide eyes. "Mittelt here is our newest Knight. I would have made her a Bishop, but I didn't have another Bishop piece. Oh and because Kyousuke's the one who came up with this, he has to babysit her."
Kyousuke had the decency to look sheepish. "In my defense, she looked so pitiful laying on the ground that I couldn't help but take her home."
Mittlet looked incensed at that. "What am I, a kitten?!"
"Do you want to be? I've got cat ears somewhere around here."
She hissed at him. "I'll rip your eyes out!"
Sona could only rub her temples in exasperation. What had her life become?
