tangled in the past of tragedy.
Chapter 2: Lost/Found:
The man in the suit took a glance back at the two teenagers he had crossed paths with a moment ago and set a wide grin on his lips with a thirsty lust for the blood they will provide him in the near future, yet he had to restrain himself from doing that too early on. The best is yet to come after all.
Laying his thoughts aside for a spread of his wings bursting out of his back, a flap of them took him soaring into the sky of the night
Meanwhile the two lovers shared their first kiss on this blessed, maybe cursed night dragged along by destinies claws.
The night vanishes, replaced by the morning rays of the sun. Birds sing, the clouds are gone and a morning clock goes off with the voice of a tsundere girl „Wake up you idiot! Just because I do this every morning doesn't mean I like you or anything, I- idiot! Retard!"
The boy hit the clock with an grumpy groan to click it off. Raising his head from the pillow at the clock his face shows lack of sleep „God, I have to throw this thing away."
Issei sits up with a tired gaze around his room. He set his hand on his bed, at least that was the intention before he felt a soft mountain his palm enveloped. He turns his eyes down to see a figure beneath his blanket.
Carefully pulling it down the face of a black-haired girl, his Yuuma.
Dirty thoughts crossed his mind, for first if they did it or not, if she is naked or how they ended up like this. Of course, his curiosity got the best of him, forcing him to pull the blanket further down to confirm her clothes on her still.
Disappointed, yet glad at that fact simultaneously, Issei watched Yuuma a few seconds longer before deciding to get off his bed to the bathroom.
Everything went as it would normally: Yuuma woke up after Issei's return from the bathroom, demanding cuddles to which her lover abides to. Both of them got ready to leave the house on this beautiful Saturday morning unknown to them whom they will meet again.
Heading to the park again, both walked hand in hand with a happy smile. Although the sight of her in bed was so cute and adorable for Issei, so much so that it set the goal to indeed share ´that´ romantic moment with Yuuma one day.
They come to a park bench at which a certain person was sitting. The pair of course was a bit excruciated, not to say how they hate the fact seeing him but how to now not interact with him at all and just walk past.
Trying to avoid all eye contact altogether, both pendeled forward not even daring to look at the man, unfortunately for them, he does greet them „Hello you two."
His voice was smoothing, kinda hypnotizing to say the least and although they don't want to, his voice just forces them to greet him back, so both say united „Hello, sir. "
The man chuckles amused at first before taking over „I am aware how awkward this is when we look at last night, I just wanted to apologize for it. I was a bit too brave at the bar with my coworkers yesterday." with the eyebrows raised and a light smile he admits
„Oh, yeah, no problem, I could tell you how the scenario was, Mr., so no worries." Said Issei with a hint of a proud attitude to kinda say to Yuuma ´tolled you´.
The man gave them a sweet stare combining it all with a gesture that pulled a card out of his sleeve „Lawyer, Jinga Mikage, to your service." Hesitantly Issei takes the card from him, even though Yuuma insisted on thinking that through.
„See it as a compensation for ruining your twos time yesterday night." The stranger gets up to his feet with pretty quick movements, much to their surprise having gained a salute before he turned away from them, further going his path.
Issei was not going to stop him anyways, why would he, yet the card he will keep for himself.
In comparison to her boyfriend, Yuuma was not keen at all just thinking about that man because all alarm clocks in her head go off like supernova over and over again and why is not to be known, so why!?
Shuddering away even from Issei, tended the brown-haired boy to worry about his Yuuma. He catches up to her with some relative speed „Yuuma, wait a minute." a whisper from her.
A gentle touch of her own held her arm so shily in the nick of time, a neglected look-down away from her Issei „That man...makes feel uncomfortable."
It baffled Issei why she says that he doesn't get any bad vibe from the man. Nonetheless, he still could comfort her in an embrace, thus both walk their way.
….
With their path crossed and broken, the night falls down on the city of Kuoh. A silent peace going through the entire streets, no roars of a monster, no attack of supernatural, just the moons presence to paint the night with its bliss, though, is it?
In an abandoned church was uphold a meeting of three individuals with suspicious outlook. A male and three females varying in age, set a conversation regarding the same problem Rias's family confronts. One thing to say for sure, the mysterious people had an idea to what conclusion they should come.
The middle-aged man raged on about it entirely alone without the others able to talk in-between
„Point is, we can't do jack shit with those beasts appearing unpredictable. It makes our work harder to accomplish."
It was a well known fact how this will affect their plans but this haste attitude was nowhere accepted from the other party members „Yeah, yeah, Dohnaseek, take your coat and stuff it somewhere. We can't rush, neither make uncalculated moves. Something is out there..." The female voice blurted out with a shiver by the simple thought of it „That man...He was, he was – I don't know what he was...A disguise, a monster...it was like the archangel Lucifer standing In front of you."
Others might say she is overreacting in her statement on that matter - could also be because they haven't experienced it at all. One of those people is an lady older in comparison to the other two females standing in this conference „Will you already shot up about that man Raynare! Your man, that thing is just your imagination and even if real, we four could handle him – difficulties or not." High and mighty spoken is what her comrades think, although have they ever known otherwise from her ?
Of course the smallest of the girls: blond, in two ponytails, had to input her own thoughts on the matter „I don't think it is all that stupid to at least be wary of the man. The more that is somehow controlled the better we gain upper hand." the lollipop in her mouth twirled and left with a trace of saliva.
Dohnaseek growled with fury, punching the nearest pilar with low force „Fuck it! I will have to think of something. Kalawarna, for that I need you. We will try and see if we can get to the boy."
Mentioning that ´boy´ had Raynare on the edge. He is talking about her boy, whatever it would mean to her in the end. Wait, why at all? Should she step in there? „Wait a moment, Dohnaseek. He is my responsibility after all, which leads the fact of me getting it done." Insisting on it for it to happen like she wishes it to happen.
Surely, they all had something to say in it regarding the time the woman spends with the human and despite that it was someone else to muttered out „Oh, please, I will gladly deal with it."
The shock overcame them quickly, as something entered the church from its doors with such ease, such gentle steps that it was unheard the person even entered. The group jumped some feets back into the air after spreading their wings out with an arrow of glowing light prepared to pierce their target. All was like a display of power from the species they belong to. The power of an Fallen Angel.
The man applauds rightfully unimpressed. Setting on an bored face he steps forward with taunting words „Hold on their little birds. Why is it you are so afraid?" Topping it all off with the mocking tone of carefreeness. Swayingly he approached them. On reaction they moved further back to keep the distance.
Keep your legs right there!" Raynare ordered in fear with nothing to tell that she indeed means what she says as an dominant order and more like the plea of an coward, not to speak of her outfit that stepped things up for the man to nonsensical levels.
He placed the left index finger on the heads side kinda questioning that tone „Was that a pleading or an demand?" A sly grin showed them how little he feared them, if at all „Are you four so stupid to not see the difference between us? Is the demonstration really that necessary?"
The tallest women, Kalawarna would not allow bestowal of harmful words to her pride and charged at the man out of her own misery. Though as arrogant as she seemed, she indeed packed a good speed behind her words and was behind the man in the blink of an eye without trail, stabbing him into his guts with all of her force she had to service.
The man looked down onto his suit being stained by the spear of the lady, it was like a bulge. He gasped for air all panically to fall to his knees as quick as the sting of the spear.
The tip caused his body to slide to ground slowly, yet strangely leave no blood trails on the weapon at all.
In her moment of victory her ego boosted itself so high that she mocked the man to his knees „That is right, vermin! Kneel before me, see how powerful I am!" How she would regret her words instantly
The man's act of death catches itself with its own arms by a swift turn near the fall to ground face forward like nothing happened prior. Standing up he was now to demand „Is this your mockery!? The weak attempt of an Fallen Angel to stab her new king?"
Fear, stupide or just an instinct other than those mentioned, it was of no matter for the three party members during their attack at the man: Dohnaseek set out with a spear of light strictly from the front, followed by Reynare and the little girl from both sides, to be saying though not at the same time.
The man with Kalawarna still in grip, grabbed Dohnaseek's spear as it was a child's breakable toy and snapped it in half. The girl was disposed of by catching her kick with his sword sheathed, a Chinese Jian in black with a double handed hilt. Meanwhile Raynare was to experience the physical strength of the man with his kick causing her to spit blood out and ruining his black suit.
All of them he throws off to ground by a gentle push but for the victims it felt like a mountain shattered on their head.
He went into relaxed stance whilst during that the sword was held in his hand loose as it points against them all „I am afraid I didn't made myself very clear, did I?" He turns to Kalawarna, the closest to him, pressed his foot on her huge breasts to convert the weight of his strength onto her as pain „You four have to do a favor for me." Was he insane? This is a torture for the poor woman more to endure is not imaginable, so logically she attempts to struggle for freedom from the pain „Let me go!" she screams in agony and hope the others would rescue her.
A quick glance though made it clear that Reynare was knocked out while the other two looked like they had pissed themselves out of fear
„I don't think I would wish to do that, my dear." Brushing her cheek smoothly made her only stutter aggressively „I – I – I!"
„Shh...~" the gentle touch on her lips with the thumb was left without reaction of the woman in his grip „YOU and your FRIENDS will listen now. I need that boy your group is after, the plan your pitiful excuses of birds produced will not harm him."
Mittelt got just the glimpse of bravery back into her body for an attempt to shoot a spear barrage at the man, yet he convinced her from the opposite of doing that only by raising his sword up. Its tip connected to Mittelt's chin „Hold it, little bird, I don't believe you could handle me." the man warned her „Oh, my dear Dohnaseek, why leave already and abandon your partners?"
In his tracks he stopped the flight, his back facing the man. How doomed he was, how he may have angered him, that all went through Dohnaseek's head in the moment of realization „W-what is it!?" Dohnaseek didn't dare to turn around for face contact.
The man set his foot off the woman's chest for the time being, followed by his approach to Dohnaseek „Don't make me force you to stay." menacingly he delivered his threat.
Dohnaseek laughed it off simply „Catch me if you can then."
The man thought if he was serious with that challenge, could consider it a bother rather than a challenge, but why not? The man spread two demonic wings out of his back resembling dragon wings. Its red skin tissue in-between the wing fingers stretched out and with incredible speed had Dohnaseek in his grasp, pushing him down to ground.
At the second of impact of Dohnaseek's body and the stone ground - for everyone dust had saddled in the air until an powerful wing flap busted the cloud of dust away, revealing an bruised, bone broken Dohnaseek laying with gritted teeth through pain in his spine „Next time, warn me how boring it will get." sailing over to the females in the group, whom were sitting like obedient dogs, minus Reynare being all out of it.
Pointing his Jians scabbard tip at the ladies, he gave a rather relaxed question „Any other objections?" no word or gesture to deduct any objections from the two females, although when it came to Mittelt, she was pretty scared of the man, which could halfly be said about Kalawarna. She was shredded between being aroused by the being in front of her or terrified by him „What do you wish? We can't do much. Even if we are Fallen Angels, our superiors had orders we have to follow still Can't imagine what use we could serve you." she tossed in.
„Well! Well! WELL!" a soft lean towards her face, breath of on rotten body – multiple ones yet not human origin stinks out of his mouth – no bad smell, yet it stung like the bees needle. 90 degrees turn of his head with inflated pupils to scare the two still conscious members for their life „You, my lovely Kalawarna can help me piece together some information I still need. You little girl and Dohnaseek do a fantastic job when holding back their ego to have Reynare's cover blow up!" The man bursted suddenly doing a step forward, causing the duo to crawl backwards a little „I get it, loyalty to your superiors, how adorable. Let get this one," He presents his index finger as he was counting something lazily „THROUGH your thick head, I will consume you and your friends the moment I see any doubt in your eyes."
CONSUME!? None of the females imagined what he meant with that at all. He could mean it literally and eat them, even though such an case was never heard of in their world of Supernatural that a demon eats Fallen Angels making it even more irritating for the captives.
They didn't dare to ask the one thing cruising through their mind. No refute to his words. The silent nod gave a follow from both ladies to the outside of the old church.
In the meanwhile, the black haired lady gained some of her consciousness back which was more than enough to give the surroundings a good look to spot the bastard hitting her into this weak state. Mustering her own strength to find some for sitting up, she witnesses the man she came to know as Jinga this very evening „Wait...right there." agonizingly she gasped out for his attention and damn she got it. He turns around just on the step out „Yes?"
Okay, good that she got the attention, so what now? Her throat was fucking dry to speak any proper words. Responding with stupid high pitched breathing had Jinga sit on the edge of his nerves even more, though others could factually proof the opposite and say he is the calmest person one could get to know.
Raynare shut her mouth for no further contact with the man.
Jinga roles his eyes back at the females behind him „So, where was I? Yeah, I wanted to meet someone. Like I said, go and tell your superior about an ´offer´ I want to propose."
´Offer? Is he going to talk to Azazel?´ Why it went this outrages path is unclear to Raynare, she didn't even knew if she could change anything about it and having Azazel gaze into their little side story in the book would cause tremendous problems in their agreement. She should now consider acting against him but if she would, wouldn't she end up like her comrades – the poor Donahseek?
Glancing at Mittelt and Kalawarna in the background confirmed the mute agreement to not do anything reckless. Rapidly their heads where shook for Raynare to get it as clearly as possible. She would never get them into THIS kind of danger at all ever, all may so delete any equivocal thoughts inside her skull. Ultimately, it was worthless to try. Gulping down her pride in the hardest way possible the fallen had capitulated completely.
Jinga saw the glimmer of light get extinguished in those purple surveying orbs. Moreover, he adorned every bit of it as an reminder of his human persona experiencing the same „Great that we understand each other so well – glad, aren't you?" Jinga mustered with the fewest grains of fuck he could muster into her face like spitting on someone's grave to taunt them.
Again, to Kalawarna with the order to go and tell Azazel to meet him at the school grounds at 8am. The time to push the first domino stone is stepping closer and all pieces need to be set properly to accomplish his goal.
While the older lady of the group flew as fast as possible from the scene, her youngest friend, Mittelt, took a hold of the short came Dohnaseek and carried him out of the church which would leave only Raynare and Jinga. The latter didn't like that fact at all, especially with the sudden approach he intended.
Closer and closer he came towards her, although she gained no stepstone for any backing away from him. He raised his eyebrow curiously at her behavior, adding the close distance now to allow his Jian's scabbard to press against her throat „So, just us now. Makes me question now one thing: What is the fallen pursuing with the poor boy, Issei Hyoudou?"
„Why the fuck would you care? Are you crazy or something?" She had a point, more so, Jinga was not really someone would consider very stable, be it his human-self or his Horror-self.
Jinga just spread his arms out welcomely for the fallen, setting this creepy smirk on his lips „Crazy or not I still am one God damn pathway astray to complete the greatest masterpiece of tragedy. The thing that is out of sight by every chess piece is where will they stand before the last turn." Why this just shoved the shiver down her spine was beyond the lady, all she knows is this man's mere presence makes her question if she should stay besides him longer than a follow up second.
The sudden turn to the door had Raynare follow him to the outside as if obedience was embodied inside her for him. Both left the church behind them, for Jinga had a few plans on his sidelines to set in motion before the meeting in two hours.
Out of all the places Raynare would break her head about they are able to go to, she ends up with a psychopath in the middle of Kuho. No human seen around either in cars or drunken workers on the streets. In the middle of the night, it was like a ghost town. A look one time round around made it clear that this is going to be some sort of scenery for fuck knows what. Surely the disturbed glare Raynare shot at Jinga in the middle of a crossroad with the laziest stance ever.
„It should be right over there somewhere." He points to the space between two tall apartment complexes but Raynare wasn't able to see anything up there. She tried to squeeze her eyes to get a zoomed in feeling and still was nothing to be seen there, wasn't it? Light figures swirled around between the buildings, embracing each other with storms of red and yellow color.
It was indecently the cause for the maniac's deep chuckle, as if he was fully on in the predator mode in Raynare's eyes. He walked the street down to the action while more and more surprises arose: Jinga collected some sort of energy in his right hand, then by following with a swift pull of his arm to his right, the energy clads him to lastly peel off of his body, leaving behind an demonic armor in black and crimson red. Tissue like branches spread off his left shoulder accompanied by long horns stretching out his sabaton tips.
Most notably were his Jian with its spiky design as a cross guard, a rather wild hilt and his helmet. A gross representation of an faces skin torn off with all crimson red showing off, engraved with stripes to the horns on side and front. It really did look like a skinless skull.
He cracks his neck for a little and began to ran at speeds Raynare never did witness before, thus leaving her behind with the gust of wind blowing her way.
…
Two streams of aura clashed with each other in a stamina battle, one belonged to the Gremory heiress, while the other was associated to an ugly bastard of a demon with crippled legs of a pair of four. Fluids similar to acid gushed out of his mouth while simultaneously the energy beam was shot out of the same hole.
Knowing the clash couldn't be won like this, the beast broke of the energies source for a side leap followed into an jump towards the Gremory.
She on the other hand spread her wings to be catches by the blowing wind to reach out of its grasp for an counter attack in which she creates her magic circle for multiple projectiles of her demonic power to rain upon the beast beneath her.
Piercing through the beast like the gatling gun would its target, the beast was mauled to bits and pieces, battered to ground. It was safe to land for the Gremory, approaching the beasts corps additionally „This was a course." She sighs heavily before wiping away her sweat on the forehead.
Not fully being aware of the area, she was catched off guard by the whistle of someone close to her, as a reaction she turned towards the source to witness an armored figure approach her.
His steps spread the clang sound of his metal boots throughout the streets, although she was not drained fully of energy, so when it came to a fight she would be ready. Nonetheless, to have her peerage with her would have been tactically more advantageous.
She gritted her teeth and spits out venomous „Don't approach any further if you dare your life."
The armored stranger didn't gave a damn about what she had to ´threaten´ him with. Really, it was the intention to show off how less he could care but some sort of investment needed to be paid. He rose his black and silver Jian and threw it passed the red heads cheek by a tiny inch missing as if he wanted to have her shit her pants for his laughs and giggles.
Unfortunately for Rias was the quickness the sword was thrown in a straight line passed her, rendering her threat very much useless if she can't even react to his basic movements. But he surely just catches her unprepared, right? She is a Gremory, the Ruin Princess, she can be better than that.
This was what she thought and that thought got her driven out of her focus to notice what the sword had hit. Seconds later she would turn around to witness the beast being alive after her attack with only the sword being jammed to the ground keeping it from grabbing the King. She would have been hurt if the beast had the chance to get her, thereby it could mean the armored person is at least not against her?
Speaking of the person, it happened to close the distance between the two quickly, standing next to the heiress. How she could awe upon all the intricate details of the armor, although being black mostly it was a masterful craftsmanship presented to her, then again it was demonic looking leading to the thought that this is maybe a servant of an higher class demon sent to hunt this stray in front of them? „Where you sent to hunt this demon down? I am quite thankful, even if I have to say that the help was not needed that much. I am very well equipped to handle this with my own hands." of course she had to give a prideful mien.
No matter what she will say, Jinga ignored her for a little to first of get rid off the stray that still dirtied the blade of his Jian. He gets to the demon's side for a stomp on his stomach accompanied by the beasts growl in pain. He puts more pressure on the stomach until the growl transformers into a roar of agony, additionally his sword was pulled out and used to behead it.
Rias was baffled. How did he kill it with one swing!? No powers to indicate any special magic ´Wait a moment, the beast still could play dead." Her intention was to use her power of destruction to end this and incinerate the beast once and for all, however, the person stopped her by raising his hand and time for protesting was nowhere to be seen because he did something she has never in her life seen another demon do or even be capable of: He ate the beast together with its soul. It was a cloud with a blue orb of light inside it that was sucked into the helmets mouth.
The entirety of the process was memorized by Rias with childlike curiosity, she also tried to touch the cloud despite her brain telling her to let her fingers not touch that thing – she couldn't, she couldn't grasp it fully, feel its sorrow, pain, its entire existence in misery slipping away between her fingers into the mouth of what the eternal fuck this armored person even is. Likely, her hands followed the cloud to the helmets mouth, making contact, her fingers tasting the touch of the helmets metal with this distinguishable, yet strange stinging in her hands – her hands burned without the heat really hurting her, more like annoying constantly.
Calling it fascinated for one reason was an understatement.
Jinga took her hands away from his helmet before returning the favor of speech „Why are you touching? I am not sent by an demon to hunt down this creature, I came on my own will."
„Your own will? Are you perhaps an sacred gear user?" Rias tries to slowly pierce her fingers in between that armors helmet and the neck plates to get out who this mysterious person is, as it stands now, she may have found a second being besides Issei Hyoudou to recruit for her peerage and her goal to finally find her own will.