-Serzechs-
"This kid's pretty talented," Sirzechs observed as he slowly walked through the city. He could have just used a magic circle but if he had the child wouldn't be able to follow him. "Hell, he would go unnoticed by most high-devils."
Initially when he felt the sudden burst of bloodlust in the city, he had planned on using it as an excuse to get away from his paperwork for a few minutes, so he suppressed his aura and teleported to the source. To his surprise, it was coming from a small child who was most certainly not a devil, being harassed by a group of high-class children.
He almost just let it go and let the city guards handle it. After all, if he went and saved every entitled child that couldn't tell when to shut up, he wouldn't catch a break. Luckily, just as he was about to go back to his family's estate, he caught the strand of energy that he hadn't felt before, coming from the boy and while he wasn't Ajuka, he had a healthy amount of curiosity himself. The kid was doing a remarkable job suppressing it, but he was named Lucifer for a reason. So, he threw up a special barrier so no one would come in the area after leaving and decided to check out the source. When he stopped the boy from killing the girl he was surprised. The boy's speed and strength rivaled most upper high-class devils.
But what was most surprising was the conversation he had with the boy… girl? He still had doubts that the child wasn't a girl. Not only did the child not know who Sirzechs was, which was strange in of itself, but it was odd for a young vampire to be anywhere other than Romania. They were usually as protective of their young as devils were. That is, if the boy was indeed a vampire, in all his centuries alive never had once heard of a vampire who could eat souls. It was a rather scary ability, as not even the reapers could eat them, only harvest for their master.
What was most concerning was that the boy was led here by this "Mr. Voice", and while the boy said he killed him, Sirzechs couldn't shake the feeling in his stomach. "A soulless waste" is what the boy had called it. Serzechs' eyes narrowed, whether the soul be torn to shreds or mangled, every living being had one. So, what the boy thought he killed was probably already a corpse, this Mr. Voice probably had some way of control it, not wanting to show itself. Smart. Someone or some group was trying to get to his little Rias using the child's naivety.
He almost killed the boy on the spot when the kid said he was going to "taste" Rias's soul, before he thought better of it. "Why kill the pawn when it could be used to bring in the player." Of course, Rias won't be in any danger at all, the boy wasn't going to taste anything of hers. He'll tell his family the situation and they'll increase security, making it tight enough that no inch of the property was uncovered. Or his mother would just handle it herself.
Still to think the nameless child's manipulators had enough intel to send their little beast when over the next few days he and his peerage had business scheduled was concerning.
"Oh well, no use fretting about it now", he sighed. He was going to enjoy what remaining free time he had left before he had to face Grayfia for slacking off again.
Keeping track of the boy… Girl. Whatever the kids' gender was. Was rather easy. The child was good, but obviously wasn't used to stalking high-level targets. Of course, the kid had no way of knowing what level of power he had at the moment due to him suppressing it as much as possible. It was actually extremely difficult with how much he had. Even with Ajuka's suppression device on his wrist.
After following the road leading out of the city he finally arrived at the border. "Shit this is going to be a long walk," he thought, but then he had an idea. "Let's see how fast the kid really is." And with that he took off in a sprint, gauging how much the kid could keep up before going faster.
It was well within the night when he arrived at the borders of his family's estate. He was impressed. He ended up running at a fairly high speed and the boy managed to keep it up for several miles.
"Guess I should put on the bad acting again" he thought as he stopped at the forest surrounding his family's property. Luckily it seems as if the boy isn't able to spot a lie even this obvious.
"All right! Finally, my family home is just north of here!" He spoke loudly and obviously. "Guess I'll go back to work now!" and with that he used a magic circle to go tell his family the situation.
-with the boy-
He was tired, no, he was exhausted. The boy wasn't used to running long distances or exerting himself as much as he did tonight. Sirzechs was really fast and he just found out he did not enjoy running long distances. He still didn't know why he couldn't feel anything from the devil though. It was frustrating.
His stomach growled loudly. Sadly, there wasn't any food in this area and Sirzechs disappeared with his weird announcement, so he was out of immediate options for a meal.
"It's for the best," the boy determined when he remembered how Sirzechs stopped him from quieting the annoying weakling. The boy was wary of the red-haired man at first, when the man gripped his arm he wanted to rip the appendage off but his instincts screamed that it'd be bad if he did, and they had never done that before. Usually it was to just tear and consume, so he thought it'd be better to listen to them. It was fortunate he did, if he hadn't, he wouldn't have been led to the estate.
Coming up on the large forest he expanded his senses but found only animals in the area. He could feel the haze of hunger setting in. He knew that he had another day until he could eat the girl's soul, and already he could feel the hunger clouding his thoughts. He felt the out the area again. "Wonder how animals' taste?" the boy mused when he found that a large group of dogs were following him.
Several minutes later
"Gross," the boy concluded as he flicked off the large fluffy creature's blood from his fingers. Turns out these animal souls taste horrible. Their souls were so weak and small that after he ate the large dogs that were stalking him, he was somehow even more hungry. So, despite the terrible taste, he began eating every animal he could find until he couldn't find any more in the portion of the forest he was in. All except the rodents, he refused to eat those disgusting fluffy-tailed rats that hid away in trees.
"Gross," the boy thought, rather annoyed by the weak display of the creatures with such pathetic souls. "At least my stomach isn't complaining anymore," he told himself even if he was displeased with his meal.
The boy had been wondering for the better half of an hour as he was trying to find the building the girl was in. He didn't know what the building looked like and he lost all of what little sense of direction he had when he was hunting his food in the massive forest. Its overgrown fauna dwarfed most buildings he had seen and his meager amount of patience for it was growing thin.
"This is taking too long," the boy pouted. He was silently hopping through the thick trees at a leisurely pace when he started to get bored. When he got bored, he got sleepy. And he couldn't afford to go to sleep in this place. But then he had an idea.
Stopping on a particularly thick branch the boy looked up, he stared at the sky for a few seconds then jumped straight up, darting through the branches and leaves he cleared the tallest trees easily. When he reached the apex of his jump, he quickly looked around, mountains and forestry spanning for miles and in the distance, he could just barely make out the shape of a castle.
"Neat." The boy thought as he began to fall, turning his body so that he was facing the castle he assumed the girl was in. As he was falling, he let his bare feet slide down one of the taller trees while he crouched, tensing his legs in the process. Never looking away from the castle, his wide, unblinking eyes zeroed in on his target.
He did not enjoy waiting.
CRACK
In the blink of an eye the tree splintered, the loud crack being the only sound in the section of that part of the forest as the boy shot off the tree. Wind whipped at his face as he tore through the air, quickly crossing half of the distance between him and his destination. Contorting his body in an upright position, he spread his arms and legs out wide, slowing himself down in doing so. When he lost enough momentum, he tucked his knees and arms in and dropped back through the cover of the forest, crashing though the fauna without a care. He hit the ground and bounced a few times before untucking his body, colliding feet first into a tree. Letting gravity take control, he dropped onto his back with a thud.
Gazing blankly up at the sky the boy gave a huff; he'd have to walk from here or risk being seen.
"This is boring," the boy thought as he got up to start his long trek through the Gremory's territory. Flipping his hood back up, he started hopping from tree to tree again.
Several hours later
It was late into the morning before he could see the massive castle from the forest. The sun was bright and bothersome as always but somewhat less so than the day before. The boy's mouth practically watered when he felt the amount of strong souls coming from the building. This would have made it difficult to find his target, but thankfully, only a few shown like beacons to him. And what made it even better was out that out of those few it seemed like only one was around the level he suspected the girl to be on. He could tell that he'd have to put a considerable amount of effort if he wanted to eat the others, and he'd already given too much in his self-designated mission.
"I want to eat her," the boy reminded himself as the thought of leaving entered his head. He knew that the owners of the other souls would be able to end him without much effort on their parts and his body was giving light shutters from the sheer power they exuded. Still, like always, his stomach beat out his skewed form of logic.
Thankfully, he had eaten many of those disgusting animals so his stomach would be sated at least until he had his chance to eat his next meal. He sat in a large tree near the edge of the forest next to the large field between him and the castle walls. He wasn't worried about the guards, from what he could tell there were only a few that could pose a problem and even then, they'd be a small hindrance at worst. Despite Mr. Voice telling him he was a messy eater (the only thing he remembered from the conversation) he would kill them if they got in his way. He would not take orders from that trash after all.
For now, he was getting sleepy again, he hadn't taken a nap since before he met the weird man that looked like the gremory girl and was beginning to feel his eyes droop. Letting out a small yawn he snuggled deeper into his cloak, the shadows themselves seemingly wrapping around him as he fell asleep.
At the Gremory residence
"So that's the beast huh?" A man who looked very similar to what Sirzechs would look like with facial hair asked no one in particular. "Doesn't seem like much," he said while facing a large orb showing a projection of the sleeping child in the center of the room.
Looking up from the couch he was lazing on, Sirzechs, the man's son, sighed. "Well putting the fact that the kid can apparently eat souls, which is dangerous in of itself, and that they has a considerable amount of physical power for his size, aside. What we should be looking at is that someone or some organization sent it here," he said this purposefully leaving out the boy's gender.
"I agree, while the child is presumably dangerous, we know where this one is and have an estimate of a power level. That's a problem easily dealt with," a stunning flaxen haired woman said while leaning back in a chair with her legs crossed. "The being that pointed the child here, however, is an unknown."
"Yes, and the fact that this 'Mr. Voice' targeted Rias specifically is especially concerning. What do they want her for? For her power, because she is heiress, her position as the little sister of lucifer? We don't know." The man standing rapidly asked. "Why go after one of the most well-guarded devil children in the underworld? And with a child no less?"
A beat of silence passed before a beautiful woman in a maid outfit who had been dutifully standing behind Sirzechs spoke up with a short, almost cold tone, "Lord Zeoticus, Lady Venelana, if I may be so brazen." The two rolled their eyes with amusement at her respectful tone but nodded, nonetheless. "While we can only speculate the reason why they targeted Lady Rias, the reason they sent the child is far more obvious."
At this Sirzechs gave a slight smirk and casually asked, "Oh? Please enlighten us Grayfia. Why send a child when there are more qualified people for the job?"
"Lord Sirzechs, with all due respect, no one is qualified to for an assassination on Lady Rias Gremory in her own home. Not only is she heiress of a pillar clan but she is also the younger sister of you, a satan. Whoever attempts to harm her is only running to their death," Grayfia coldly stated. "As you have most likely already deduced, this organization, this 'Mr. Voice' is sending the child to their death. Most likely wanting to damage the devil faction in the process, however unlikely that may be. This is a suicide mission." The room was silent for a few moments before Sirzechs spoke up with a rather cheery smile.
"My thoughts exactly Grayfia-chan. And if this organization is willing to throw away such a rare specimen, who's to say we can't pick up what they deem trash?"
At this, the other occupants of the room were shocked, although in Grayfia's case it wasonly shown by a raise of an eyebrow.
"What exactly do you mean by that?" the now named Zeoticus asked.
Sirzechs cheery grin became a bit more devious. "What I mean, father, is that if this organization wants to be rid of the child; why not take in their little beast? After all, its not every day we come across something with characteristics of both vampires and Hades servants." His father still looked unsure but nodded, nonetheless.
"You may be my son, but you are still Lucifer and our leader. If you want to bring in what seems like an abomination neither I, nor your mother can stop you. Just make sure Rias isn't harmed."
Sirzechs' smile fell and was replaced by a frown and a narrowing of his eyes, "Father need I remind you that I'm not the one forcing his daughter in a marriage with someone she'll obviously despise?"
Zeoticus's relaxed features tightened, "It's for the good of the clan and devil society as a whole, the way we've always done things. You know this."
"No. What I know is that those are the old ways and the only reason they're still in place is because my position doesn't allow me to publicly take a side."
At this point Venelana stepped in, her eyes stern despite the beautiful small smile on her face, "Zeoticus, Sirzechs. That's enough, you've both made your points on numerous occasions and I've made it perfectly clear I'd rather not hear it anymore. So please focus on the problem at hand." Both men silently agreed, knowing this wasn't the right time or place though all could tell that they still weren't happy.
After a brief stretch of silence Grayfia spoke up, "Lord Sirzechs, what is your plan regarding the child?"
Again, Sirzechs smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
"We do absolutely nothing."
With the boy
"That was nice." The boy thought, rather pleased with his nap. "Shut up." he told his stomach when it growled.
Expanding his senses, he noticed that only two of the mouthwatering souls were in the area now but knew he'd have to be a bit more careful than usual from this point on. Though he would wait later into the night to act, despite his patience thinning with his goal so close.
When the moon was high in the clouds the boy acted. While to most the field between the forest and the castle gates would have been the deciding factor of getting caught or not. The boy was not worried in the slightest, mostly because he didn't care if guards caught him sneaking, he'd just silence them before they had a chance to make a sound.
Zeroing in on the two guards that were keeping watch on the field near the gate, the boy snapped two branches off the tree he was napping on. Smoothing them out to resemble something of a blunt spear, he took aim at the one of the lefts throat and was about to throw it when the two devils suddenly went inside.
Shrugging the boy simply stabbed one of the impromptu spears behind him, the spear going into one the eyes of the large fluffy creature that was stalking him. The force of the thrust took the stick directly to its brain, killing it instantly.
The boy hadn't looked away from the castle during this, only pausing when he tasted the creatures weak soul.
Waiting until the guards were definitely gone, the boy quickly moved across the field. When he got to the gate he stopped. Having no experience in sneaking into castles the boy didn't exactly know the proper way to go about this. So like with all of his ideas up until this point, he went with what he perceived as the simplest and easiest solution.
First, get out of the open. Looking up at the wall behind the gate, he jumped over the large gate and towards the castle wall. Higher than any of the devils would care to look, he dug his feet and fingers into the stone to make grooves for himself.
Seeing as the guards beneath him hadn't given any inclination they noticed him, he figured he wouldn't eat them for now.
Second, he had to locate the Gremory girl. This was again, easy due to the girl's power being much more potent and raw compared to all the guards but less so than the other note-worthy devil in the building.
Feeling out the area the area throughout the large castle he located the girl with no difficulty. It just so happened that she was fairly close considering the size of the building. He noted that the bigger one was closer, but there was no way he'd face something that scary.
Crawling his way along the wall, his hands and feet leaving grooves in the dark stone as he went, the boy quickly made his way to where he could sense the girl. Climbing his way to a window (thankfully far away from the scary devil) he looked inside, then he saw her.
The photo didn't do her justice. Sleeping peacefully on a large bed his goal, with her long crimson hair splayed out, covers kicked off, and her body wrapped around a pillow, was probably one of the most pleasant sights he could remember seeing. Not that making that list was an accomplishment considering the amount of filth he usually had to deal with. He didn't even care she was naked.
Trying to open the window, with the slight twitch of his eye, he discovered it was locked. He had enough sense to know that he shouldn't take the easy option and just break it, no, that would cause noise and no doubt the scary one would be alerted in some way. He needed another way.
"Shouldn't be that difficult." The boy thought while looking at the window, pleased that he was finally so close to his next meal.
Ten minutes later
"This is by far the worst." The boy thought while still staring at the window. He was starting to get irritated and was glaring full force at the glass obstacle trying to will it to disappear. "You won't stop me glass." He told it out loud, focused determination lacing his words.
Fifty-six minutes later
"I hate this," the boy said out loud with defeat replacing the determination in his words. His usual stoic face was now a fully pouting and his eyes were getting teary.
He would have broken the window long ago, consequences be damned, he hadn't given this much effort (honestly not a lot) for anything, ever. The only thing that was keeping him from breaking it was the fact he could still feel the scary one on the other side of the castle.
Giving a light sniff he went back to trying to figure a way inside but knew it was hopeless. All of his problems were solved by strength or speed, never in his life had he experienced this kind of frustration and defeat. He didn't like the feeling.
Three pitiful minutes later
So focused on his defeat at the smooth, clear, figurative hands of a window of all things he didn't notice the girl had woken up and was standing right next to the window.
Click
"You know," the girl, now in a sheer nightgown spoke seemingly amused while opening the window and propping her head on a fist. "I've been standing here for the last twenty minutes."
The boy for his part, was recovering from his altercation with the window and offhandedly replied, "No, I did not know that." Not even noticing his beautiful goal had taken out his only remaining and most frustrating obstacle.
-Rias's POV-
Slightly surprised by the child's monotone, the young heiress just smiled while trying to cover up her suspicion. The cloaked child was clearly trying to break into her room and was obviously quite skilled, he got past the guards and over the gates after all but had been at her window for at least forty minutes. She would have alerted her mother however this was the most interesting thing that had happened in her life in a while, so she went with it.
She had been watchrom her bed she couldn't make out a single feature and the kid was too focused on the window to even notice her so she went to get a better look only to find the child's face obscured in the shadow of his hood, even with her natural ability to see perfectly in the dark she couldn't made their face out. it was almost as if the shadow was a thick ink covering their face. She just smiled wider, her eyes gleaming. "Interesting." She thought.
"Well, would you like to come in?" She asked and gestured for him to come inside. The boy froze for a moment then recovered, "Yes." He said bluntly while looking at the girl, not making a move.
Rias just blinked, not put off in the slightest, she firmly said, "Please come in, you wouldn't want the guards to see you."
"Okay. Don't tell me what I want." the child responded in that same gentle monotone. With that the child hopped through the window, took a couple steps inside her room, then tensed before relaxing, doing this periodically.
Slightly taken back by the child's response, Rias closed the window but not before seeing the grooves he had made in the stone. Studying the child, she saw that they were rather short, coming up only to her shoulder and she was 5'2, the child was small and judging by their voice, young too. With the rag of a cloak on, the only characteristic she could make out besides size was that their feet were bare.
Walking past the cloaked child, she sat on her bed and patted the space beside her while smiling sweetly, "Would you like to sit down?"
The child took a moment, as if the question was not a common invitation in everyday life. "Sure." They said while not making a move, facing towards her.
Rias's pleasant smile twitched and with a firm voice said, "Please sit."
When the cloaked figure sat down on the floor where they were standing, she inwardly thanked her mother for teaching her how to meditate properly and thought, "Clearly I'll need to be more direct with this one."
"Please sit down here beside me." She firmly asked while pointing beside her. The child said the usual "Okay," and moved beside her but was growing more tense the closer they got. This only made her more curious because she knew she was not scary. Quite the opposite in fact.
When they sat down, the cloaked figure was like a statue, but the hood never stopped facing her. They were close only a hairs breadth away. This was intentional.
Crossing her legs while facing the child, she gave them her sweetest, most disarming smile. "So, it seems introductions are in order. My name is Rias Gremory. Heiress of the Gremory clan, one of the last remaining of the 72 pillars. We hold the rank of duke." While knowing the drawn-out introduction probably wasn't needed, it was pretty much ingrained at this point. "What's your name?"
The child gave no response. She couldn't even tell if they heard her due to the hood obscuring their features, it was honestly kind of irking her.
Ignoring the lack of a response, she just kept smiling and decided she really wanted to see this kid's face now. "Hmm, don't you think it's a bit unfair I can't see your face while mine's open for the world to look at?"
The hood tilted slightly to the left. "Unfair?"
Rias gave a resolute nod and with a finger raised said, "Yes, unfair. You've been staring at me for ages and I don't even know what you look like. It's not fair at all."
"Oh." At this the child brought small, pale hands to their hood but hesitated when it looked as if they were going to pull it down.
"Well? Go on." She said in a gentle voice laced with impatience.
With her urging, the child finally revealed their face and upon seeing it Rias, who prided herself on being composed in most situations, froze.
"She's beautiful." Rias thought with her eyes widened as she beheld one of the most stunning creatures she had ever seen. Greed already consuming her thoughts as she took in the girl before her. Long snow-white hair now framing her adorable pale face, the girls red eye's contrasted with the paleness of her other features wonderfully and the lack of an expression on the girls face only added to her charm in Rias's opinion.
"This is just getting better and better," Rias thought with a tinge of lust. "I get why she was so hesitant to show her face, she must get hounded all the time." Rias knew that devils in general were attractive creatures, the chances of finding an unattractive devil were slim to none. Obviously there were devils such as herself born with exceptional beauty, usually with an above average amount of power to go along with it. But this girl is clearly a different breed. Probably not even a devil at all if she were being completely honest with herself. This only made her even more intrigued.
"You're very pretty." Rias simply stated, trying to maintain her composure.
"I know." The "girl" bluntly replied not breaking eye contact.
Rias wasn't deterred at all by what she still believed to be a girl's response. "Of course you do," she said while reaching out to rub the child's head. Surprisingly the girl accepted the gesture easily enough and even closed her eyes a bit. Rias almost gushed at the cuteness that of the action. It took a considerable amount of willpower not to hug the kid to her chest and smother her with kisses, and while she would have loved to do exactly that, she knew she had to ask the important questions first. But before that she wanted to know something.
"What was the situation with the window?" Rias asked only to get the first real reaction from the child with the girl breaking eye contact for the first time by looking slightly to the right with an adorable pout on her lips.
"I do not wish to think of that ever again."
This made Rias even more curious and pressed more. "Oh c'mon, you got passed the forest, guards, and literally climbed a castle, and you were stopped by a window? I find that hard to believe." She spoke, but remembering she needed to be direct with this one she added, "Please tell me."
At this point the girl's cheeks were tinged red with embarrassment with her eyes slightly watery, but other than that the child's face stayed the same, "she" even spoke with that same monotone.
"I did not want to catch the attention of the scary one and it confused me."
Rias who was gushing in her mind from the child's blushing face, was now confused.
"Scary one?" she asked.
"Yes, scary one." The boy responded.
"And where might this scary one be?"
"On the other side of this building."
At this Rias laughed. She couldn't help herself, while she could certainly understand it, just the thought of her mother being referred to as the "scary one" was hilarious.
"Oh lucifer, that's fantastic! My Satan!" She kept laughing, now with tears in her eyes trying to calm herself down.
This seemed to snap the girl out of her embarrassment and was now looking at her as if she'd grown a second head.
"Sorry, sorry." She apologized, still chuckling when she saw the puzzled expression on the girl's face. "It's just that the "Scary one" you referred to is my mother."
The boy gave no reaction other than a simple "Oh. She is very frightening."
"Yeah, that she is." Rias agreed. She couldn't fault the girl's instincts at least.
"Now onto the more serious question." Rias thought. "Why are you here in the first place?" she asked.
She was curious as to why an obviously poor child was sneaking into her, a heiress's, room. Was she here to assassinate her? To kidnap her? Could she have somehow seen her in passing and had fallen woefully in love with her? Of course, the last one would be a bore, though it wouldn't be the first time it's happened. She knew her curiosity made her reckless but she didn't exactly care. Besides, this girl just reeked of innocence. It's part of the reason she hadn't contacted her mother yet. She wouldn't even think about contacting the guards if they were so incompetent to let a child sneak by them.
"Oh." At this the girl actually had a small smile on her lips while closing her eyes. Rias thought it was a wonderful sight, it caused her to put on a real smile instead of the fake one she normally uses.
"I'm going to eat you."
"Pardon?" She asked with a head tilt.
"What?" The girl, still smiling, asked.
Rias realized her mistake, "Oh I apologize, I meant what was that you said?" she asked again realizing the young girl probably didn't know what the word meant.
"I'm going to eat you." The girl repeated.
"Oh, that's what I thought." Rias responded, pleasant smile still on her face while inwardly she was thinking, "That is absolutely horrifying."
"And why are you going to eat me?" Rias asked.
"I'm hungry." The replied looking puzzled.
"Well yes but why me specifically?" She asked, her smile now strained.
"Because you smell good."
"Oh… thanks?"
"Yeah."
"Well, what if I don't want to be eaten?" Rias did not plan on getting eaten today, she was getting ready to flare her power to alert everyone in the vicinity that something was wrong.
"Then I'll just taste you." The girl said while licking her lips.
"Okay… wait what do you mean-!" Rias was cut off by a pair of lips covering her own.
The force of the kiss made her fall back with the girl on top of her, practically sitting on her stomach. She was so shocked by the suddenness of the kiss that the small girl, who was deceitfully strong, managed to push her tongue into her mouth. At this point, Rias's mind almost went blank from overstimulation and moaned while thinking, "I shouldn't feel this good from a damned kiss!"
Rias noticed that she was beginning to lose strength, her pushing becoming slightly weaker as each second passed. "What's happening?" She thought while slowly sinking into the kiss, closing her eyes.
A few minutes after Rias started to push back with her tongue, the girl lifted her head pulling her tongue from her mouth. Both her and the girl on top of her were panting heavily. Rias didn't want it to end, every inch of her was sensitive right now, she didn't know what she was feeling.
The girl's lips moved to her ear, Rias's breath hitched when the girl spoke in a possessive voice, it was the first time she'd heard anything but that emotionless, blunt monotone.
"You. Are. Mine."
Then Rias felt the girl's lips move down her skin and linger on her neck. She briefly wondered what the girl was doing before she felt something wet slide on the side of her neck, a light prick and slight pain, then mind-blowing pleasure.
She might have blacked out for a second after that.
What felt like minutes passed before the girl let up and licked at her neck, closing the wound with a pleasurable tingle.
Immediately after that Rias felt the admittedly light weight on her stomach disappear. Opening her eye's she didn't the girl anywhere, it was if the girl vanished.
Asking herself if that was real of not, because she had never felt anything like that, she reached down between her legs only to feel a delightful tingle and her fingers slicken with arousal.
The fog on her brain started to lift and once it did, her eyes grew wide.
"Was that a fucking vampire?!"
-With the boy again-
The boy was abruptly interrupted from his feeding, and while that made him extremely irritated, he was on to much of a high to really care. Rias Gremory was definitely worth the effort of coming here, she tasted just as good as the weird lady's soul. Though he would never be able to compare the two. He didn't really care; they both were delicious. He even got to test out the thing the weird lady showed him. Granted he was pulling souls instead of pushing but it still worked.
Coming down from his high slightly, the boy finally became aware of his surrounding and snapped out of it immediately, becoming more frightened then now than what he could remember from his life. He was far too close to
He was in another room, on a woman's lap. With one arm wrapped around him and the other stroking his hair, along with the familiar feeling of two soft orbs pressing against his back, albeit a bit softer than the weird lady's. Despite the nice feeling pressing into his back, he was still scared. He was in the lap of the scary one. He knew if he did anything she didn't like, he would die.
"I see you're awake." The scary one said. He couldn't help but thing she had a lovely voice.
"Yes." Even with being scared the boys voice sounded calm.
"Ah Sirzechs did say you weren't one for words." The woman stopped stroking his hair and lifted him up. turning him to face her in doing so.
When he saw her face for the first time, he thought an older, brown haired Rias was sitting in front of him. This puzzled him because Rias is definitely not this woman, however since in his mind, she was a familiar face, having the face of the girl who just fed him no less, helped ease his fears slightly.
Putting him down on the chair facing her, with her hand on his leg to keep him from getting any ideas. She smiled at him cheerily.
"My name is Venelana Gremory. Why have you trespassed into my home?" Despite saying this nicely, her presence increased, and the air grew thick with power worrying the boy even more.
"I was hungry. Scary one." The boy felt that that he should refer to her by her title.
"Scary one? Is that me?" Venelana asked with closed eyes and a grin.
"Yes." The boy replied red eyes unblinking even in the presence of such danger.
"How nice." The weight of her power lessened, and the boy could breathe correctly again.
There was a long pause with them just staring at each other until she started to ask a series of rapid questions in a row in that soothing voice of hers.
"So you're frightened of me?"
"Now I am horrified."
"Where did you come from?"
"I don't know."
"How did you learn about Rias?"
"Mr. Voice."
At this Venelana paused. "Do you know what Mr. Voice was?"
The boy narrowed his eyes, they gave off a light crimson glow.
"A soulless waste."
Venelana suspected that answer but wanted to make sure. The amount of contempt she could tell he felt for the "Mr. Voice" confirmed it. He was not with them.
"Just a few more questions then we can stop." Taking his lack of a reply as an affirmative she continued.
"Why did you kiss my daughter?" The child tilted his head.
"What is a kiss?" The boy asked.
Venelana smiled, a theory of hers looking to be correct.
"A kiss is what you did with Rias before I brought you here."
"I thought I was drinking from her?" The boy's face grew warm at the thought of Rias's delicious blood.
Venelana gave a small chuckle, "No, the thing before that." She leaned closer and gave him a light peck on his lips. "When you did that with her." She demonstrated for him.
He blinked once before a realization dawned in his eyes. "Oh, when I do it, it's different."
Venelana still replied with patience and gave a, "Yes, when you did it, it was a bit more… intense. But it's still a kiss all the same." She told the boy. "Now, why did you do it with Rias?" she asked a bit more firmly.
"Oh, I was hungry." The child replied.
Venelana pressed on, "I see. And is that the only way you can feed?" she asked.
The boy actually looked pleased when she asked this. "No, I just learned how to do that from this weird lady. She was nice." He was fully relaxed at this point, the fear he had felt earlier almost forgotten.
"I see!" Venelana beamed. "And how did you eat before the weird lady taught you?"
"The boy was still looked a bit pleased with himself and answered, "I usually just separated their heads from the bodies."
Venelana was acting as if she were just as pleased as him, going along with him. "Impressive." she praised. "Now final question, what is your name?"
The boy paused, excitement fading his normal apathy. "Name?"
Venelana just smiled and urged him on, "Yes, your name? What do people call you?"
The pale boy looked to have an ah-ha moment and answered. "Oh, little girl at first, then Monster."
Venelana's hand from his leg to the top of his head, making the child tense up slightly before relaxing again.
"That just won't do now will it?" she said
"What will not do?" he asked.
"You not having a name of course." she cheerily said.
"Why?" the boy asked.
Venelana's smile became more gentle as she replied, "Because everyone needs a name."
"The boys eyes widened in interest. "Why?" he repeated.
She answered while moving her hand to gently cup the boy's cheek, "Without a name, you are nothing." She replied seriously for the first time since they began the conversation, her violet eye's baring down into the boy's red.
"Oh." Was the boy's simple response, losing all previous notion of being joyful. He looked away from her face.
Taking his chin now, she lifted his face back up and gave a stunning smile. "So how about I give you a name? Would you like it?"
Looking at this woman's smile, the boy was at a loss for words. No one had ever smiled at him like that. The closest to it was the weird lady and even then, she had the undertone of fear. The nameless boy was startled when he felt liquid run down his face, he reached up to touch it and was even more surprised when he saw water, never knowing he had that ability. He didn't know how to feel about it. He didn't understand.
In the end, the boy could only nod.
"Okay, then." Venelana said with a smile and stared down at the child who looked to be confused by her tears for a moment. "To be so puzzled by her own tears… What a sad life you've lived." she thought with a small amount of pity while wiping the "Girl's" tears away.
She thought about what she's found out about the child so far. Yes, she was obviously violent. Extremely so in fact. Truly a creature meant for chaos judging by the coiled, angry energy in this creature's body. But looking at her right now, tears silently running down her empty face, all Venelana could think was, "So pure." And with that she decided on a name.
"So, how would you like to be called Kait from now on?" she asked why giving the child her best smile.
The child looked to be confused for a moment before responding, "Kait… is that a name?"
"Yes." Venelana answered sweetly. "Would you like it?" she asked again.
The child gave a small smile, one that for the first time it wasn't one tinted with madness or driven by the thought of food, and gave a resolute nod.
"Yes." He said.
Venelana smiled with her eyes closing, "Splendid, it's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl."
At this the "Girl" looked at her with a tilt of the head.
"I am male."
Venelana, while outwardly had a calm appearance, heard glass shattering inside her head.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"Yes."
Swiftly picking the child up from under his arms she lifted his cloak up without any resistance, determined to find out if this little girl was confused or not.
"Oh my." What she was not expecting was for the child to be have no clothing under said cloak. And to, in fact, be male.
"That's not normal." She thought while looking at the size of his manhood. While not exactly big for an adult, he was still nearly there, and for a child the looks no more than six, that's impressive. "He's going to be a monster." She thought with a barely noticeable blush.
"Well it seems I mistaken, forgive me." She said, putting him down. She was going to have words with her son for keeping this from everyone. Now she knew why he was giggling every time someone said referred to this one as a "little girl".
"Since I now know you're indeed a boy, how about I give you another name?" she asked.
The boy, having calmed down, looked at her with a straight expression and said:
"No."
"Ah I see." Venelana just went along with it while thinking, "Sirzechs, I will get you back for this," with her eyebrow twitching.
"So I am Kait?" the boy asked
Venelana sighed. "Yes, you are Kait."
"Sweet." Was his short reply.
Before they could continue anymore of their conversation, she saw her family crest appear in her room. Knowing this would scare the boy, she brought him into her chest and wrapped her arms around him, she put a strong barrier over Rias's room and started to whisper soothing words into his ear.
Seeing her son appear, without his power suppressed she knew this would be bad. The boy seemed to be more sensitive to energy than most yokai. If he thought she was scary, he'd think her son is terrifying.
As soon as Sirzechs appeared the boy tensed, his fight or flight response kicking in. eye's growing wide, the now named Kait began to struggle in the mother's arms.
Sirzechs, seeing the dilemma went to help, absent-mindedly swiping away two shadowy tendrils trying to pierce him.
However, when he got close enough to touch, the boy panicked even harder, only managing to keep it together for this long do to the Scary-one's arms keeping him secure.
As soon as Sirzechs reached them, the boy's chaotic energy practically exploded out of him. Obviously, this wasn't a problem for the two older devils but to the others on the property, this was insane. Guards and servants alike dropped to there knees with their eyes rolling back, not being able to bare the weight or the fear-inducing madness that came with it. The castle groaned.
The boy's power just kept growing, thick, black tendrils doing nothing against Sirzechs and Venelana while ripping and piercing everything else in the room.
Realizing he'd actually have to combat the boy's power with his own, Sirzechs let a fraction of his own out.
The effect was immediate. Suddenly the boy let out a yelp, and his power stilled. Then Venelana was grasping air, Kait had vanished but they could still feel his unsettling energy miles into the north part of the forest.
Both devils blinked. They might have been experienced but neither were prepared for that.
Venelana looked pointedly at her son, while he looked sheepish at least.
"Ajuka's device wore out and I wanted to see what would happen."
His mother just glared, Grayfia would be finding out about this.
-Miles away from the castle-
Kait was running in a panic. Desperately trying to get away from that monstrous soul. He dashed from tree to tree so fast that the smaller, weaker trees broke completely.
He couldn't even collect his thoughts because his hectic energy was running rampant, Its usual whispering had become screaming in his head. Pounding at him and urging him to go faster, to consume everything.
As he made his way through the forest, animals were dying all around him. Their souls being sucked into his aura and feeding it.
When he glanced down, he saw black, jagged cracked lines on his pale skin. This made his eyes widen in panic and pain even further. Though he knew when he saw a piece of skin break off like glass shattering with wisps of blackness leaking out from his body, he had too calm down. He couldn't risk breaking right now, not when he was so close to the devils.
Stopping in a clearing, Kait tried to silence the madness taking root in his brain, to squash his fear out, but it wasn't working. If anything the fact that he stopped made it worse.
Kait knew what he had to do, though he disliked this being his only option.
He closed his eyes, navigating through the hysteria and voices in his head, and inwardly grimaced when he found what he was looking for.
Though he didn't know how he knew this, he had a "switch" that, when given enough of a push, would make the energy coursing through him turn on itself when he lost control. It was the worst pain he could possibly feel, but it made him pass out. And that was what he needed.
When he tried to flip the switch, pushing down on it made him give a whimper. The sound coming out even when he tried keeping it in. Even so, he steeled himself for what was to come.
"I hate this part." He begrudgingly thought.
Pain blasted through his veins as he finally "flipped the switch". It was so intense he couldn't even scream or move. All he could do was take it for the few agonizing seconds he had before he blacked out.
"Still worth it." The boy thought before he passed out.
As the boy slept, the broken glass-like patches of his skin slowly stretch to reconnect with each other. The monstrous energy being contained for now.
AN: Our MC is named finally! And he showed more emotion than annoyance! The name took forever to decide. Seriously, I went through the origins of each persons name who had a chance of naming him and came up with a list from those. I didn't want to make it Japanese because Devil's aren't Japanese. Yokai are. Hence the reason Grafia wasn't referring to everyone with honorifics. Tell me what you readers think of how Venelana gave him his name please.
Man, that scene with all the devils in the room was freaking hard for some reason. But it was necessary. So was the scene with Rias, hopefully you readers get that that I'm not going to be following that trope.
Oh and there's tons of hints to his past and what he is in this chapter. Actually more than I intended… oh well, at least you all know he isn't op in the grand scope of things. And despite being strong he has lots of weaknesses. Still could kick most asses in a fight tho.
I was planning on a bit more happening in this chapter but I felt like this was a good place to stop. This was a long ass chapter.
Please leave reviews and critiques. (Seriously, I need them)
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