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DxGRAYxMAN: Gimme a Hell Yeah!
Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or Highschool DxD. I only own the OC Drake Redgrave.
It's been 7 days since the O.R.C. and Drake's training trip has started. Every member of Rias' peerage has grown stronger but today was the day that they're going to find out on how strong Drake's training has accomplished.
Today, everyone is going to test Drake out since Drake suggested to Rias that the best way to prepare for his duel with Riser would be to fight everyone at the same time where Drake had to defeat them.
Rias, of course, was against the idea but Drake told her that he needed Spartan training where he needed to know what he needed to work on. After some convincing, Rias agreed.
Now, Drake stood near the trees. In front of him, stood his all of his opponents, Issei, Kiba, Koneko, Akeno, and Rias.
Rias stepped forward as to gain everyone's attention. "Alright… this is going to be a spar with all five of us against Drake. Every afternoon, for the rest of the week, we'll all spar against Drake at the same time. Even though I'm personally against this, we need to push Drake to his limits, past his limits, so he can be ready to face Riser and so we can gain experience in fighting such an opponent…" Rias stated before she looked at her lover, "… Drake, are you sure you're okay with this?"
"I'll be fine, Rias." Drake assured her. "I've been stabbed, jabbed and battered by a number of things these last couple of years. If I can handle punches from demons more powerful than you guys, no offence, then I can handle what you all can dish out."
Nodding at his request, Rias told everyone that this match began where Akeno and Rias fired their magic at Drake.
"So… today's the day." Issei said to himself as he and the others sat in the Clubroom. "It's hard to believe it's been two weeks already…"
"Time flies when you're training and beating the crap out of each other, I guess." Drake said with a shrug as he sat on the couch, just waiting.
Thanks to the House of Gremory and Sitri, as well as Sirzechs and Grayfia sending word to many Devil families about the urgency of watching the duel, and now almost the entire Underworld was preparing to watch the battle that was about to commence within the hour. When word had spread that the heir of the Phenex family was going to battle the son of the Dark Knight Sparda, many wanted to see this for themselves, and most likely try to get political influence over Drake due to being Sparda's son.
"Dude, are you sure about this?" Issei asked as he turned to the son of Sparda.
"Damn sure." Was the simple response as Drake continued to sit there, holding Yamato in it's sheath and just staring at the katana, his finger lightly tapping it patiently.
"You do know the entire Underworld will be watching, right?" Kiba pointed out. "Perhaps the entire Supernatural world."
"Good."
All the Devils blinked at that. "What?" Rias asked her boyfriend in confusion.
Drake looked at her. "I want the whole supernatural world to watch. I want Devils, Angels, Fallen Angels, Gods, Youkai, Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, Banshees, Demons, all supernatural creatures to watch and witness this fight."
"Why?" Issei asked with a frown. "Wouldn't some have bad blood with your dad or something? or want to kill you out of fear of your power?"
"That's what I want." Drake said with a cold smile, a smile as cold as the icy blue eyes he inherited from his father. "I will make them all fear this Devil's power. The power of a Son of Sparda. That way, they'll learn not to fuck with me. Its simply me telling them: You threaten me or those I care about, it'll be the last thing you ever do."
The Gremory Peerage exchanged looks, seeing Drake was dead serious on having the whole supernatural world witness this fight so they can fear his power.
Before anything else could be said, the sound of doors to the room opening made them turn to see Sona and Tsubaki walking into the room. "Excuse us for the interruption."
"Good Afternoon Sona," Rias greeted as she turned to face the two.
"Welcome." Akeno nodded her head to the two.
The student council president nodded in greeting as she and her vice-president walked towards the group, "Almost the entire Underworld should be watching the duel thanks to our Houses and Lord Lucifer."
"Good, thank you Sona." The redhead thanked her rival, who nodded her head.
"It is no issue, Drake is an ally and a friend."
A magical circle began to form behind Sona, and Grayfia appeared with a flash of light. Grayfia looked at Drake. "It's time."
Sona nodded her head towards Rias before turning around, "I will be returning to the Student Council room to watch the fight. Good luck Drake."
"Thank you." Drake nodded and stood. He looked at everyone. "Time to show the whole world what I am capable of."
"We'll be watching you from here, Drake!" Kiba said with a smile.
Koneko nodded her head with a small smile, "… Send him flying."
"Good luck Drake. And remember, the area you'll be fighting at will disappear when the battle is over, so you can go as wild as you want, fufufu." Akeno laughed into her hand after she said that, making Issei sweatdrop a little.
Drake smirked. "When I'm done... there may not be a battlefield left."
Rias walked around her desk and made her way to Drake, standing in front of him for a few seconds before bringing him into a hug, pressing her head against his chest. "I'll be waiting here until you get back, I know you'll win."
"Yeah," Drake wrapped his arms around her as he started to hug back. "… Any recommendations?"
"Not really, do whatever you like." Rias answered as she pulled back from him a little before giving him a small, chaste kiss. "Come back to me." She turned to walk back to her desk but was suddenly whirled around and found herself dipped before Drake's lips slammed against hers and his tongue plundered her mouth. Rias moaned as she kissed back just as heatedly, tangling her fingers in his hair and lifting a leg up which he held by her thigh.
Once they broke apart, they were both breathless. "That's my 'of course I will'." Drake said with a smile before turning to Grayfia, "Is everything in place?"
Grayfia nodded. "The fight will be broadcasted to the whole supernatural world. It appears Riser Phenex has no objections to this, claiming it as 'everyone witnessing the power of Phenex.'"
"Guy's got an ego." Drake snorted. "And I haven't even met him yet."
Grayfia moved over to the circle and stood at its center, waiting for Drake to stand next to her.
The son of Sparda looked back at his friends and girlfriend one last time before he nodded at them. With a determined look, Drake made his way to the center of the circle next to Grayfia, who fully activated the circle and transport the two of them away with a flash.
At the same time, a giant projection screen appeared above everyone's heads, signaling them that the broadcast was beginning.
In a large circular room with several chairs spread out to different areas, Sirzechs and Riser Phenex watched from the center of the room as Drake and Grayfia emerged from the circle and began walking over to them. Drake stopped as soon as he was standing in front of Riser, staring hard at the Phenex while Grayfia continued until she was by Sirzechs' side.
"Welcome Drake, to the Satan's Conference Room." Sirzechs said. "This is where the other Satans and I gather to discuss matters that occur in the Underworld. Only very few are allowed in here."
"So this is the place you and the other Satans use… quaint." Drake remarked. His comment only made Sirzechs laugh.
"I know right? But still, it serves its purpose perfectly when it is needed." The redheaded Devil Lord smirked, ignoring the glance his wife had sent him. "There are only a few REAL times when we use this room, and this area is perfect for the two of you to meet before the battle."
"So, you're the one that touched what isn't yours." Riser stated more than asked as he sneered at Drake who looked at him coldly.
"And you're the one who sent three assassins that couldn't get the job done." Drake retorted. "Let me tell you something, pal. It takes more than an assassination attempt to kill me."
"Well, those three failed and were greatly punished for it." Riser said with a evil smirk that made Drake narrow his eyes. What did he do to Yubelluna, Xuelan and Karlamine. "If you defeat me, you can have the trash. But you won't defeat me anyway... so I'll keep them around as what they are. Slaves."
Drake tilted his head as his thumb traced a circle on Yamato's handle. "That won't happen because you won't win."
Riser scoffed. "And what makes you think that... half-blood?"
Drake ignored that insult. "If countless demons, and Mundus, the Demon King himself, couldn't stop me... what makes you think you, an ant compared to Mundus, can stop me?"
Riser sputtered at his words as he tried to come up with a retort.
"Enough pointless chit-chat." Drake turned to Sirzechs and Grayfia. "The details?"
Sirzechs nodded and began. "The two of you will be transported to a separate dimension via transportation gate." Behind him, Grayfia raised her hand and summoned a giant seal a few yards away from them, though this one was formed facing them instead of on the ground. "Once you both enter the dimension through the seal, it will close behind you and won't open again until a victor is named. I will be leaving Grayfia to be the judge of the match, and she will be fair in her judgment, no matter who has won the duel. Do you both understand?"
"Yes Sirzechs." That was the only reply that came from both Drake and Riser, who seemed to have recovered if that arrogant look was anything to go by.
The Crimson Satan nodded his head with a cool smile. "Good, then may you both put up a good fight." With a flap of his armored cape, Sirzechs spun around and made it to one of the chairs before seating himself, "Grayfia will continue from here."
Taking a step forward, the silver-haired beauty started to speak. "As lord Lucifer has explained, I will be the one to judge this duel between the two of you. There will be no time limit, which means the battle will continue until either one of you surrenders or is unable to battle. No outside help is allowed, this includes the uses of familiars."
"I won't need help." Drake said as he stared at Riser hard.
"It is time for the duel to commence. As soon as the two of you are ready, pass through the gate." Grayfia moved a few steps to the side, leaving the two Devils standing there.
But then Riser began to chuckle making Drake turn his head a bit to face him, "Is something funny?"
"I'll admit that I was shocked to learn of the existence of a son of Sparda, but I'm not surprised you kept yourself hidden." Noticing the blank look the other blond Devil was sending him, he continued. "After all, it's only fitting a weakling born from the Dark Knight and some human whore would stay away from his superiors."
Drake just stared at him with cold eyes. "Are you done with insults like some insolent child? Only children resort to insults to get the last laugh... I won't resort to insults like a pathetic child."
"You dare insult me?!" Riser growled. "You sleep with my future wife! You steal the loyalty of my Queen, Rook and Knight who were punished accordingly, and now you dare insult my pride?! I will make sure there is no Sparda bloodline after I'm done!"
"Still talking I see." Drake rolled his eyes. "Shall Grayfia fetch us some tea or can we get on with it?"
Riser just glared at him, a vein looking ready to burst out his forehead from his anger. Grayfia had an unnoticeable smile of her face, she expected no less from the son of Sparda.
Sirzechs looked at Drake with a smirk… the powerful yet passionate look in the young man's eyes… It reminded him of himself during the war between the Anti-Satan Faction and the Old-Satan Faction. 'Let's see how you do, Drake Redgrave Sparda.'
Riser, never one to let someone get the last insult over him, said. "When I win this duel it will show everyone the true power of the House of Phenex, my true power… I'll also enjoy every second of making Rias mine… And that goes for the women in her Peerage as w-"
SHING!
In the blink of an eye and split second, Drake had unsheathed Yamato then sheathed it in a split second, shocking all the viewers at how quick that was. If you blinked, you missed it.
Riser blinked before a line appeared across his face before it burst of blood, causing Riser to yell in pain as he clutched his face but the wound soon healed.
"Are we going to fight... or do you need five minutes to pamper your face and practice your insults in the mirror?" Drake asked in a sarcastic tone before walking through the gate to the battlefield. Riser soon followed, and the gate sealed. Not to open until there was a winner.
The next thing that Drake knew, he was standing at the far end of a ruined arena. The arena with a large one, with statues of chess pieces around the edge. On the other side was Riser. The sky over their heads was dark red, with no clouds in sight.
Drake sent Yamato back into his arsenal of weapons and unsheathed Rebellion. No need to dish out the katana just yet, tempting as it was to slice Riser into small pieces he can't regenerate from.
Drake wanted to savour this after Riser called Eva a whore. Number one rule when it comes to facing Drake: NEVER insult his mother.
Drake narrowed his eyes as he saw Riser gather the flames into his hand.
"Now then… you pathetic half-breed trash… I teach you what it means… when you insult a Phenex…" Riser snarled before throwing a powerful fire blast directly towards him.
The fire blast expanded as it widen its range towards Drake. The blast hit where Drake was standing, causing a powerful explosion. As the fire spread, Riser looked confident that one attack would finish Drake off.
His good mood suddenly changed when Drake burst through the smoke at a fast speed and punched Riser in the face hard to send him flying and bouncing across the battlefield.
Drake casually brushed soot off his shoulder. Drake gripped Rebellion tight by the handle and held it in reverse grip as the sword's blade started to glow a crimson red colour like his coat.
"Take this!" Drake shouted as he sent a powerful shockwave towards Riser, the attack knocking the Phenex off his feet. This attack was called Drive.
Before Riser could hit the ground, Drake appeared in a burst of speed and initiated a million stab on his opponent, the sword's bade glowing redder the longer he kept doing it until he finally does one final stab that sends Riser down again, rolling across the field.
"Hmph, weak." Drake said coldly.
Riser got to his feet, enraged at being embarrassed by this... this... half-blood! He held out his right hand, and a tall, thin stream of fire ignited from his palm. When the fires died down, they left in their place a sword with a long, thin, silver blade, and a handguard and handle filled with many rubies and gems, with the pummel having a large ruby in it.
"Much like those swords of yours, son of Sparda, this blade has been passed down the Phoenix family," he explained as he looked down at. "It was forged by our ancestors down in the Inferno, the birthplace of the House of Phoenix." Riser looked up at Drake with an arrogant smirk. "And now it will be the sword to destroy you!" He opened his wings and launched himself into the air. "Now fight me!"
"Happily." Drake said before he leaped at Riser and the two Devils lunged at each other, their swords hitting one another as they passed each other. Both landed on their feet, slightly skidding on them before coming to a stop at the same time. Drake and Riser glared at one another before they yelled as they charged at one another and their swords collided. They pushed off one another and backed a few steps from each other.
"Eat this!" Riser pointed his sword at Drake. From the tip of the blade, a stream of fire shot out and flew towards the son of the Dark Knight. Drake saw the flames, but just charged at Riser.
He leaped over the fire and sent some of his demonic power into Rebellion, causing the blade to glow red, before Drake sent it flying like a Saber throw and it cut through Riser like a hit knife through butter, causing the Phenex heir to grunt in pain before the sword came back, going through Riser as it did so and back into it's owner's hand as Drake landed in a roll, swung, and slashed Riser up the side before backhanding him. Riser was quick to recover and the two began swordfighting, parrying, blocking and deflecting each other's attacks.
Drake ducked and kicked Riser back before sheathing Rebellion. "Lucifer!" He called and in a flash, Rebellion was replaced by a metallic device which is a backpack for holding special swords that Drake uses in combat. It appears as an insectoid skull with mandibles, three blood red symbols on its forehead, glowing red menacing eyes and a dark perpetual aura that has some dim glow mixed with it. When attaching on its host, there is a pair of needle-esque plates at the side of two segmented wing sheathes which are placed abnormally on them, mostly at Drake's side and have three claw tips.
This was the Devil Arm Lucifer.
"What the-?" Riser blinked in surprise before he was hit in the shoulder by a red rapier sword sent from the Devil Arm. Drake snapped his fingers and the sword exploded on command, causing Riser's shoulder to bleed but it regenerated as he clutched his shoulder until it was healed. "is that all you-2
Drake cut him off when he started sending sword after sword at Riser, striking him in the shoulders, arms, legs, and chest. Drake smirked at him then snapped his fingers and all of the swords exploded on command, causing Riser to scream in pain as he went flying backwards. Drake ran, changing Lucifer to Yamato, and he unsheathed the katana, slashing right through Riser, who grunted and gurgled some blood before his wound regenerated. Drake twirled his katana and thrusted it back without looking, stabbing Riser through the back before kicking him off the blade and sending him rolling across the field.
Drake strode forward as Riser got to a knee, but found Yamato impaling through his shoulder before Drake ripped the sword out harshly, sending some blood flying. Drake then started to rapidly slash multiple times, causing thousands of cuts to appear on Riser's upper body before Drake stopped and slowly sheathed Yamato until it was fully sheathed with a metallic clink!
The cuts burst with blood, tears in Riser's clothing appeared and bits of his clothes fell off from the multiple slashes. Riser himself even fell to a knee, grunting in pain.
"You can give this up now before I decide to just finish this." Drake offered with a cold tone.
"N-Never!" Riser grunted as he pushed himself to his feet. "I... will never give up! Not to some... pathetic half-blood trash!"
With that, Riser conjured a powerful fire and sent it at Drake who smirked as it came closer and closer.
"Royal Guard!" He shouted at the last second and blocked the fireball with his hands in a stance, absorbing and storing the power. Riser blinked in shock and surprise before he sent more fireballs at Drake who continued to store them into his Royal Guard style before he gave Riser the 'bring it' gesture. Riser took the bait and leaped at Drake with a roar as he reared his fist back.
Drake just turned to the side, smirked and pretended to push imaginary sunglasses up before he whirled around and drove his fist into Riser's face, releasing all the stored power he gained from Riser's attacks, causing a massive explosion mixed with fire and demonic power, sending Riser flying and crashing across the field once again. Riser grunted and coughed in pain.
Drake gripped Yamato as he approached before he paused. "Time to end this." He growled before he slowly reached for Yamato when he suddenly disappeared so fast, followed by multiple large slashes appearing on Riser and even in the air. Drake appeared again and sheathed Yamato, casing the attack to take affect. This was Judgment Cut End, one of Yamato's most dangerous and powerful attacks that was meant to leave multiple slashes on multiple enemies due to Drake's speed.
Riser fell down onto his back.
Drake stood straight and looked back with a slight scoff before he runs his hand through his hair, slicking it back a little. "This is over."
"Raiser Phenex retires. The winner of the duel is Drake Redgrave." Grayfia's voice was heard within the dimension.
Everyone back at the Occult Room was cheering that Drake had been victorious. Back in the other dimension, the area around the two started to glow and two different transportation circles formed under Drake and Raiser, leaving the damaged dimension behind as it started to crumble and destroy itself. Drake found himself back in the Satan's Room, with Grayfia and Sirzechs standing in front of him, though Raiser was nowhere to be seen.
"Congratulations on your victory, Drake Sparda." Sirzechs said as he gave Drake a smile, while the battle had been a little one-sided, it was still an entertaining match to see. And now they, as well as the Underworld and the other Factions, now knew some of the capabilities of the son of Sparda. "The House of Gremory and the House of Phenex have accepted the results of the duel, though there might be some issues later on. For now, enjoy your victory. Pus I think you have a girlfriend to see."
"And here i thought you'd be trying to strangle me now." Drake said with a roll of his eyes before a female voice cut in.
"I'd send him to the couch if he did." Drake, Sirzechs and Grayfia looked to see a young woman with a voluptuous figure. She has long silver colored hair, tied back in a ponytail, with matching eye's. Her attire is that of a white, green, gold, and black mini-dress with stockings attached to her boots. "Hello there. I'm Sylvia Lucifuge, the wife of that red-headed dunce, and older sister of Grayfia."
"Nice to meet you," Drake said as he lightly grasped her hand, placing a delicate kiss on her knuckles.
Sylvia giggled. "Your mother clearly taught you your manners as a child. I miss her, she was a good friend, as was Sparda himself."
"Now, there's the matter of Riser's former three pieces." Sirzechs said, bring Drake's attention to him. "As agreed, Yubelluna, Karlamine and Xuelan have been let go from Riser's peerage and given to you as he said he'd do should he lose. But we'll sort that out, now is not the time for such things. Rias is waiting for you."
Drake nodded. grayfia stepped forward. "I'll take you to her." She offered, ignoring the teasing grin on her oldest sister's face.
"Okay." Drake said and she gesuted him the way to go and watched him walk, about to follow when Sylvia leaned into her ear.
"Can't wait to ride that hunk, can you Fia?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about." grayfia said with a deep blush as she quickly followed after Drake. Sylvia and Sirzechs laughed as they watched them leave.
"Still trying to set her up with a man?" Sirzechs asked, wrapping an arm around his wife's waist, causing her to lean her head on his shoulder.
"I'm her big sister, I have to make sure she finds a man and is happy." Sylvia said before blinking and grinned. "And I know she's attracted to Drake, and I just came up with an idea that will also involve Yubelluna, Karlamine and Xuelan."
Sirzechs looked at his wife curiously.
Grayfia led Drake to a balcony where a certain redhead stood, and as soon as said redhead saw him, she ran, leaped and slammed her lips against Drake's causing him to smile as he caught her and kissed her back while Grayfia left them alone for a bit. Drake spun Rias around, causing her to giggle before he set her down.
"You did it." She whispered as she hugged him. "You freed me. I knew you'd do it."
"I promised." Drake said. "And now... all know you're mine."
Rias smiled at that and closed her eyes, breathing in his scent. She sighed as a thought occurred to her. "Riser won't be the last. There's a gap there now, and many other High-Class Devils will seek to have their sons fill it as my 'husband' through arranged marriages."
"Well then, I'll fight them all if one dares challenge me for you." Drake vowed. "I just showed them what I can do, least some of it. I wasn't going to show EVERYTHING and let them come up with ways to beat me. But the fact of the matter is, no matter what, you will never be in that situation again as long as I live, breath and love you... which will be for the rest of time on that last one, or until I die."
"Oh don't say stuff like that bit." Rias said with a sigh. "I don't want to imagine you dead."
Drake chuckled. "Sorry honey."
"I like that, honey." Rias said with a smile. "I'll call you sweetheart, sweetheart."
Grayfia then came back. "Lord Lucifer would like to see you both."
"A griffin?" Rias questioned as she looked at the bird-like beast in confusion. "What's this for?" she asked her brother who smiled as he ran his fingers over the creature's feathers.
"I thought you two could use a little break to celebrate so he's going to take you to our beach house in Okinawa for the weekend," Sirzechs explained. "And don't worry about your peerage; Grayfia has already informed them you two will be gone for the next two weeks."
Drake couldn't help but grin at that. Him and Rias, on a beach house, for two weeks... all alone? Now that's a good way to take a vacation.
"Now, you two better get going while there's still daylight there," Sirzechs said as he pushed them toward the griffin. Once the two of them were seated on the flying beast with Rias in Drake's lap, she turned to her brother with a smile.
"Thanks for this," she said before the bird-like creature took off with Sirzechs waving after them. Sylvia came up to stand beside him as she too watched them fly off.
"You didn't tell them that you had that prepared before the fight even started," his silver-haired wife stated with a knowing smile as she turned to her husband. Sirzechs shrugged as he turned to his wife with a smile of his own.
"I had faith that she would find a way to pull through," Sirzechs replied before turning to make his way back into the mansion. Sylvia continued to smile as she followed after her husband...
Next chapter will feature a lemon. Of course, Drake and Rias all alone on a beach house for two weeks, nobody to interrupt them? What do you think they'll mostly do like the hormonal teenagers they are?
