Chapter 1. The Founder
The sun shines above, morning, taking root in a town resembling more of a city, known as Kuoh.
Both children and adults alike got off their beds, going about their daily routine. Parents went to their day jobs for any kind of sustainable income. Their children ate their breakfast, chatting with their friends as they headed off to the former all-girl school Kuoh academy.
The male standard uniform was a black blazer with white accents, a long-sleeved, button-down shirt with vertical linings, a black ribbon at the collar, matching black pants, and brown dress shoes.
While the male uniform was refined, its female counterpart was less than subtle. Kuoh academy despite its prestige all over Japan, the main attraction was the female students at the school itself.
The female students uniform consists of a white long-sleeved, button-down shirt with vertical linings, a black ribbon at the collar, a black shoulder cape and matching button-down corset that if one big portion of the chest it will not go on notice, and a short magenta skirt with white accents that barely cover their thigh, which garner the sight of hormone teenager boys. It doesn't help that a year ago the academy was just accepting male students into their curriculum if their test scores were high enough to be accepted or have various connections.
Either way, one is so lucky to join.
The town itself was comparable to a city with a few skyscrapers, the booming business of various shops and stores, Kuoh outdoor mall being the main attraction for teenagers.
Not as massive for the likes of Kyoto, but still an impressive sight to behold.
Truly a model to be followed… for the most part.
The deserted parts of the town are littered with garbage and abandoned buildings.
Three bulky students were chasing a sixteen-year-old boy with messy neck-length black hair, white light tan skin, a medium-size build, and a vertical size scar on the right side of his sapphire blue eyes. The bangs of his hair covered his forehead with his upper scar.
His clothes were the standard Kuoh uniform. Similar to his pursuers, with the exception, of the lack of ribbon, his white button shirt buttoned down a bit revealing his red t-shirt. Added to the accessory for the absence of the black ribbon was a silver beaded necklace of two silver crosses around the young boy's neck.
"Your dead, Gabriel!" The leader of the pack shouted with a patterned breath, followed by the other pursuers.
"Oh, you sweet talker you. Tell me what kind of new low you have to be, stealing a 'semi,' sweet lady´s purse." Gabriel teased, making a right turn to an ally.
"Shut… up!" one of the boys' rebukes with a wheeze.
"Such a savage repertoire," Gabriel mock praised with obvious sarcasm, as he took a glance at his watch. Damn, the class was about to start soon.
"Look as fun as this is, I need to cut this short."
Turning a corner, Gabriel exited to an ally as he ran towards a rundown abandoned apartment complex, tailed by the three boys.
The trio, however, finally stopped by the entrances, hands on their knees, trying to catch their breath and losing sight of the second-year student.
"Split up." Their leader ordered, still gasping for breath.
"Oh, come on Tamaki! Classes are about to start soon. We already have enough trouble as it is-"
Tamaki cuts him off as he grabs one of his lackeys by the collar, lifting him a foot up in the air, rattling the boy, "I am not letting that prick get the better of me again! YOU HEAR ME!"
"I'm with… Um… what's your name again?" They heard Gabriel´s voice calling through the corridor before them.
"Second thought, I don't care. As fun as this has been, I already miss breakfast and unlike you three I can't relay the coattails of my parents. The downside of being an orphan. But hey, if you want to keep going, I am more than happy to oblige. I could use a good laugh." Gabriel chuckled at the echoes of the hallway, agitating the three boys.
One of the boys snarled as he ran past Tamaki, losing sight of him.
"A-AAHHH!" The two boys heard their friend scream. Quickly Tamaki tossed his friend aside, while he made haste only to see his lackey clutching his stomach, puking his breakfast.
"What happened!?"
"He threw a stink bomb at me!" the boy shrieked, covering his mouth from the odor.
Tamaki helped his friend up. But he immediately dropped him as he took a whiff of him. His face turned a sickly green. He let go of his accomplice as he clasped his nose. "That sick bastard!"
"He hasn't gotten too far. If we split up, we might catch him."
Tamaki nodded in agreement, as the two went their separate ways. The two boys scouted the building, room by room. Only to find nothing in return. Which only infuriated Tamaki more with each second.
Ever since that prick got into Kuoh, he has been nothing more, but a pain in the ass and a damn coward. Every time he and his gang chased the bastard, he was always one step ahead of them. But not today. This time they got him, stealing that old hag purse was the perfect bait and luring him to his hideout was perfect.
This time he got him.
Tamaki grinned from ear to ear as he cracked his knuckles. The thought of wiping off that stupid grin on his face.
His train of thought was cut off, as heard someone whistling on the floor above him.
Gabriel leaned on the rails of a door, nonchalantly whistling one of his favorite songs 'Yuukyou Seishunka,' while screening his iPhone while playing an online chess game with a player somewhere in Japan.
It was a good way to kill time until Tamaki and his mooks finally caught up to him.
If only his opponent puts up more of a decent game. With Sona, she at least pushes him to change up his tactics. But this was plain out boring. At least his opponent´s wager was a decent amount of yen.
For a brief second, Gabriel turned his attention away from his phone, hearing hasty footsteps to his level of the building.
Finally! Here he thought it would take the entire day.
One of Tamaki goons, a name Gabriel cared less to remember, spotted him. Which Gabriel greeted him with an impassive wave to his pursuer, his sight still glued to his phone.
The boy snarled at Gabriel as he ran towards him in a blind rage. Unfazed Gabriel whistles as he raises his open palm hand midway.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
*THUD!*
Gabriel slammed the door shut as hard as he could at his would-be pursuer. Whose face was planted to the door, clutching his broken nose as drops of blood started to leak.
Nonchalantly Gabriel opened the door, kicking his victim between the legs, who collapsed to the ground with a puffy face. With a bored yawn, Gabriel took a step over the unconscious student while playing with his phone.
Just as he was about to leave the abandoned building, Gabriel was grabbed by a meaty hand by the collar of his shirt, slamming him towards the wall. Tamaki lifted Gabriel, and pressed his back to the wall, his feet hovering towards the ground.
"Took you long enough! Seriously, at least try to make this more entertaining. I was bored out of my mind dealing with your, 'henchman.'"
Tamaki snarled as he bangs Gabriel's head to the wall, "You think you're funny, don't you?!"
Gabriel chuckled. "Compared to the three stooges I'm dealing with, I'm a genius comedian. By the way, stealing Kaguya's purse, just to lure me, is uncharacteristically clever of you. Unoriginal, but clever. It´s also incredibly stupid, but I'm flattered that you're willing to go to juive for me… it warms my heart." Gabriel praise with fake insincerely, with crocodile tears. "So, who´s bright idea was it, Tweedle-A or Tweedle=B?"
"I just have enough of you!?" Tamaki roared as he raised his fist.
Gabriel rolls his eyes. It's like starting a conversation with a brick wall.
"Yeah… yeah, look as fun this has been, how about we stop doing this before someone gets hurt… more than usual. You stop causing trouble, like picking on other students or stealing old ladies' purses and I stop making you three the laughingstock of the entire town."
Tamaki chuckled sardonically, "Like your one talk, I don't even know why everyone is afraid of you-"
Gabriel suddenly shoves a green liquid vial into Tamaki's big mouth as every drop of the green liquid pours towards his throat. Tamaki let Gabriel go landing on his feet. He clutched his throat, an intense heat scorching his mouth.
His face turned red, and streams of beads of sweat poured out from his forehead.
Water! He needed water!
Just before he could run, Tamaki was trapped in a headlock.
"You like it, it's a new sauce I have been working on. It's nothing special, just a combination of ghost pepper and wasabi." Gabriel mused as Tamaki scrambled to break free.
"Now for my offer, you leave me and everyone else alone, there will be no problems. Do we have a deal?"
Tamaki nodded rapidly.
"Good," Just as Gabriel let Tamaki go, with a taunting smirk he offered a couple of yen. Bewildered, he looks toward Gabriel. "Milk works better than water."
With a snarl, Tamaki reluctantly snatched the yen and ran as fast as he could.
Satisfied Gabriel took out his phone, and placed a chess piece in the digital game, ending with a checkmate.
"I lost!"
A wide-eyed shock came from a third-year senior student.
The girl was in her teens. She had long wavy, silky crimson blood red hair, reaching to her back and stopping at the back end of her knees, with a single strand on top of her head.
The crimson girl had sky blue eyes, her skin was white with no sign of blemishes that shined bright with the light of the room.
Her Kuoh uniform did little to hide her proportions, her long-sleeved shirt that hugged her body of her watermelon-size bust. Her button-down corset tightens her slim waist, the magenta skirt did little to hide her long legs.
The girl was known as Rias Gremory, also known as one of the 'Two Princesses of Kuoh' by the many admirers of the student body.
She sat behind her a decorated mahogany wooden desk. Like the school itself, her office gave an elegant Victorian-era semblance.
A soft chuckle escapes the lips of her best friend Akeno Himejima. Which she tried to suppress with little effort on her part as she semi-covered her mouth.
"That's a first. I never thought anyone, but Sona was able to defeat you."
Just like Rias, she was a third-year senior student. Her physique and clothes were not so different from her except for her bust, which was even slightly larger than Rias. Her skin has been fairly white smooth with a shine just like her friend, beautiful violet eyes, long black hair tied into a long bouncy ponytail by an orange bow with two long strands of hair sticking out of her ponytail.
With a huff, Rias put her phone away, and folded her arms under her breast.
"It felt like someone was reading my mind. The only major piece I managed to capture was his bishop and that turned out to be a trap. He even used his king as bait."
Akeno snickered. "It could be Sona, trying to swindle some yen out of you."
Giving her a changeling smirk, Rias replied, "If you are so confident what don't you have a go at him."
Akeno smiled courteously, semi-raising both her hands in surrender. "I rather not. I don't have that kind of money and if he manages to beat you, my odds don't fare any better. And besides, class is about to start."
With a sigh, both Rias and Akeno left their clubhouse as they walked into the white marble hallway to the school's upper level. They ignored the gawks of their many admirers.
Rias stops her pace as she stares at the window downward the school courtyard.
The students below kept their distance from a certain fellow student as far as they could, trying to cause as little attention from him as possible, avoiding the gaze of the two-cross boy.
"You're sure it's a good idea to recruit him, given his record?" Akeno asked.
Rias shrugged her shoulders. "Those Fallen Angels seem to have an interest in him. Despite the rumors, Sona put a good word on him, and getting her approval is no small feat."
"Do you think he has a Sacred Gear?"
"From the looks of things, it's probably a powerful one at that. What other reasons would those Fallen be here for?"
"Speaking of birds, you're receiving multiple calls from your 'fiancé'," Akeno mentioned.
Rias scowled at the thought of that word being used by him of all people. "I have other things on my mind. Tell Lord Phenex, I have other urgent matters to deal with."
Akeno bows in acknowledgment.
"As you wish."
The last period was near its end, Criminology 101.
Gabriel sat at his desk listening intently while taking notes of a recent lecture by a former Interpol agent.
The agent was a beautiful woman of Hispanic descent in her mid-early thirties. She had long black wavy hair that reached her waist, flawless tan skin, piercing ice-blue eyes, red ruby lipstick, and an hourglass figure, her hips drawing more attention than her bust.
Her choice of clothing was a crimson business suit attire with a red mini skirt that showed her long legs and red high heels. For accessories, she had a ruby necklace with a golden chain.
Today's lecture was about the proper procedure of how to deal with corrupt politicians or people with a high level of influence. Given they were more difficult to apprehend than your standard criminal, given the expanse of their resources.
It wasn't anything new to Gabriel, but all the same, it was a good refresher. Besides, given this was the hottest teacher in school giving the lecture, who was he to complain? He just had to keep his sight away from her hips. That swing back and forth, that alone was difficult to take his eyes off.
Still, it was good to know he wasn't the only one gawking at Miss Dias' figure, looking at his other classmates.
Miss Dias retailed her experience of arresting political leaders that were tied to the cartel. Besides her looks, Miss Dias usually got the class's attention by recalling her time as a detective in Brazil and the United States going undercover, before joining Interpol.
From her stories, it sounded more like one of those police shows from America.
To this day Gabriel had no idea why she had retired just to settle at Kuoh of all places. It just seems all too dull for someone like her. And why Japan of all places?
Would she not have preferred to settle in her home country, Brazil, or stay in the United States?
It was just odd.
The bell rang, ending the last period as everyone grabs their notes leaving the classroom.
"Oh, Amakusa. I would like to have a word with you."
Gabriel stopped in his tracks halfway through the door. A tinge of red covered his cheeks, trying to retain his composure he nodded back as he ate a couple of breath mints from his blazer pocket. He coughed under his breath and his nose cringes. His breath still smells like garlic from past periods.
Damn! Of all days to eat sesame garlic ramen noodles for lunch, it had to be today.
Gabriel took his seat in front of Miss Dias' desk as she sat atop it with her legs crossed.
"Is there something you need from me, Miss Dias, I'm not in trouble, aren't I?"
Carmen chuckled heartily. "There is no reason to be so formal with me Gabriel and why would my best student be in any sort of trouble?"
Gabriel blushed heavily while avoiding Carmen's piercing blue gaze and scratching his cheek sheepishly with his index finger. He was already going to hear a mouthful from Kaguya when he returned her purse. He didn't need a former detective to know about his gambling 'problem,' or his recent dispute with Tamaki.
"None at all, I just have a couple of hours before work and I need to return something before then."
"Then I better not waste your time. I will be blunt, why do you want to be a detective?"
"That's a rather odd question to ask, why specifically ask me? I'm not the only one taking your class and besides..." Gabriel lingers in mid-sentence, spotting light bruises from Carmen's neck hidden by her blazer.
Now it makes sense.
"Second thought, I don't want to know," he said.
"Quite deductive of you, but It was just a night out to dinner and nothing else."
"Yeah… I'm sure that hickey was a goodbye kiss." Gabriel interjects, lazily pointing the small bruise at Elena's left shoulder semi-covered by her blazer.
"Oh, darn. I thought I covered that," she stated unashamedly.
Gabriel rolled his eyes. It was a sad day when his guidance counselor was getting more action than him. Doesn't help that it was with the hottest teacher in school.
He swore if it wasn't for his scar and his reputation girls would be flocking towards him, left and right.
He's half French from his mother's side for God's sake! Everywhere she went the whole village couldn't stop gawking over her.
"Look, I don't want to know my guidance counselor's love life or yours, to be frank."
"Fair enough."
"So, what did he tell you?"
"That you have a strong interest in economics and politics, besides just law."
Gabriel chuckled nonchalantly, "Seriously, that's it. I only take an interest to grasp a better understanding of the political world. Eventually, I'm going to cross a corrupt politician and I want to know what's inside their head to take them down. 'Know my enemy, be your enemy.'"
Carmen raised a suspicious thin eyebrow and folded her arms, "Such a monotonous answer. I never suspect you have a vendetta over politicians."
Gabriel sighed, "I don't." he stated flatly. "If you want to overthrow someone, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Besides, you were a notorious persecutor of corrupt politicians in Brazil and the United States. Given your lectures and… what I read about you.
"If I didn't know better, I thought you were planning to make a career out of this."
Gabriel scoffed, "Yeah, an ex-con leading a nation, that be the day."
"With my line of work Gabriel, it's far from unusual."
"Is there a point to all this?!" He demanded his brow knotted in irritation. "I am pretty sure you didn't seduce my guidance counselor just to question my life choices!"
Was this really about his career choice or was there something else she was playing?
Of what he had no idea, but Carmen was more forward to him than usual.
Carmen sighed, as she got off her desk.
"Joining the force is a badge of honor that carries you to your grave, in disgrace or with honor. You put yourself on the line as well as others, to be more frequent with the law than your average lawyer. Above all else, to be more moral, upstanding than your average man."
Gabriel shifted his sight away from Carmen's icy blue gaze.
She placed a reassuring hand on Gabriel's shoulder, as she was about to leave the classroom.
"Gabriel you're talented and you have the potential to go far in life, but you lost. There will come a time, of the events in our lives that change who we are, what we believe... Who will we become?"
Gabriel shifted his gaze away from her, clenching his teeth, tightening his fist, unable to answer.
"I will leave you with that, tell Kaguya I say hi."
With those parting words, Carmen left, leaving Gabriel to ponder his thoughts.
The sunset grazed Kuoh in a orange warm blanket, illuminating the town in a fading fashion.
Gabriel laid his weight on the railing of a bridge, taking off his two-cross necklace, entailed of nothing else but his two crosses that radiated from the setting sun, contemplating Carmen's words.
On any other day, the evening would be a blessing of remembrance of the past. The endless attempts of trying to beat his father at shogi only to receive criticism of his strategy and a mocking smile, while tousling his hair encouraging him to do better. His mother picked him up from school, making time for him even with the responsibility of the whole village.
He scowled as he clenched the scar on his right eye, with the crosses in hand.
Tons of people went on with life without any kind of calling. This shouldn't bother him, he enjoyed the thrills, the adrenaline of a challenge, the smug look of his opponents crestfallen when he bested them.
There was nothing for him and he was doing just fine on his own, he didn't need anyone or believe in some kind of lofty ideal.
"DAMN IT!" Gabriel shouted, ramming his arms at the rails of the bridge, "Why…why isn't this enough?!"
'You have to be strong.' a soft woman's voice whispered in the corner of his mind.
After a couple of deep breaths, Gabriel began to relax, staring upward towards the evening sky. The grip of his crosses loosened, the chain hanging loosely by his fingertips.
"I know…" he stated weakly, "I know, it's just- "
"Um, excuse me." came a soft voice, "Your Gabriel Amakusa from Kuoh academy, right, or am I wrong?"
He sighed. Know what?
"What do you-" Gabriel snapped halfway his mouth agape, gawking at one of the cutest girls he has ever seen, probably giving the 'Two princesses,' of Kuoh a decent competition.
She had snow-white fair flawless skin, lustrous slender legs, long silky raven black hair that reached to her waist, violet eyes that resembled amethyst jewel. A slender build for the exception for her large breasts that almost rival the two popular girls in Kuoh.
She wore a familiar uniform from another school not too far from Kuoh academy. A white button-up shirt, tightened by a red ribbon bow tie at her collar. A red tight blazer that hugged her more prudent large breast with a crested "P" emblem shield at the right, a short green skirt with a white horizontal line at the lower end that rivaled Kuoh in terms of length giving a good view of the girl's slender legs. On her wrist was a golden bracelet adorned with amethyst an inscription of a setting sun, at the core and feather shaped amethyst jewel in linear symmetry.
The redness of her cheeks got hotter each second as she clutched her brown leather briefcase.
"Who wants to know?" Gabriel regained his posture as he narrowed his gaze at the timid girl, suspicious of the whole ordeal.
"I-I just want to ask you a quick question, are you seeing someone right now?"
Gabriel sighed, knowing all too well this was too good to be true.
"Unfortunately, no and I'm sorry but my answer is no." Gabriel started with as little strictness as he possibly could.
It didn't take a genius that it was strange that a cute girl would appear out of nowhere and ask an ex-con for a date. Her posture and the uncontrolled heat from her cheeks were clear signs of what she wanted.
Damn, shame!
The girl was ridiculously cute. But given the circumstances of the whole ordeal, he couldn't help but not ignore it. Either this girl was doing a bet for her friends dating an ex-con or it could be Tamaki's pathetic attempt to one-up him. Although the hypothesis was sound, there were flaws in his theory, that he couldn't ignore.
If Tamaki wanted to lure him, it would be easier to convince any other girl at their school, where his family is well known by the town broadcasting network, rather than another one at the other side of town. The result would still be the same without that much trouble and if this was some bet, she had to be quite bold to accept it.
Taking a closer look at the girl, it might as well be the latter. She must be a first-year, probably a transfer student trying to fit in.
Either way, best to ignore this.
"But I have been watching you… Y-you pass by a lot, and I don't know your gentle and very handsome."
Well… she was right about that last part.
"The thing is… I would like you to be my boyfriend." She spurred out with the little courage she had left.
Gabriel sheepishly scratched his cheek with his index finger.
Whoa! Gabriel's mouth opened.
Talk about a leap.
"Look, you seem like a nice, cute, beautiful, gorgeous girl, but…" Gabriel bit his lower lip regretting his choice of words, "I don't know you. I don't even know your name."
"It's Yuuma!" The girl shouted in a flush, "Yuuma Amano." She answered timidly.
"Heavenly evening daze, huh. Nice name and fitting given the time day. But I think you should go with someone else, trust me I'm not worth the trouble and a beautiful girl like yourself can find someone better."
"But I want to be with you." Yuuma pleaded, her eyes began to water, her violet eyes.
Damn, it's like kicking a puppy at this point. He wasn't even sure if she was acting, or if those tears were genuine. But if they were, he didn't want to make things worse than things already were.
"Wait, wait, wait, don't cry!" He pleaded as he frantically waved his hands in front of him in an apologetic manner, "Maybe we can go for one date. Name your time and place, I'm there."
"Really?" Yuuma beamed with a wide smile, her tears vanishing, "How about this Sunday afternoon?"
Gabriel sighed in relief, "Sounds good to me."
After that, they exchanged their phone numbers and parted ways.
"I can't wait for our date, Gabriel." Yuuma cheered as she ran off into the sunset.
"Y-yeah… can't wait," Gabriel said uneasily, with a lazy wave.
The sooner this ended the better it would be for the both of them.
A short distance to the highway bridge, another cute little girl appearing to be in her preteens or younger given her appearance, hiding behind the bushes witnessed the whole exchange. She had short snowy white hair, white pale healthy skin, a small, timid body, and golden eyes. And she wore a Kuoh uniform and a hairpin of a cartoonish black cat.
The stoic girl licked her popsicle as she witnessed the whole exchange.
"I see."
The white hair girl returned to the candlelight club room, reporting to Rias and Akeno of Gabriel's date.
Rias listened to the whole ordeal sitting on her sofa, moving a chess piece on her coffee table.
"You were right, one hundred percent." The stoic girl addressed her.
"Call it," Akeno added.
"I'm just glad to ask you two about keeping a close eye on him."
"Yup."
"What should we do for him now?" Akeno questioned.
"We need to make preparations, that's all we can do," Rias answered as she picked a white pawn piece that glowed with a red aura.
The white hair girl nodded, "Right, I'm going to get him."
"Actually," Rias told her, "Let him go on with his date."
Koneko blinked, her stoic face confused by such an order, "But we can get him right now if convincing him with our magic and our wings don't work…" she trailed.
"It's too much of a hassle and I would rather not waste this opportunity."
Gabriel groaned as he passed by the food court of the outdoor mall.
He was going to hear an earful from Kaguya. She was already furious at not reporting Tamaki for stealing her purse.
Then there is his upcoming date with Yuuma. Going on a date with a stranger. Just what the hell had he got himself into?
They're a catch, but of what he don't know.
Was it all for a bet or was it something else?
Gabriel shook his head. Regardless, it's best to get this over with. If somehow Yuuma was genuine, the least he could do was show her a good time before letting her down gently.
Gabriel cringed as he stopped his track at Kaguya's tailor store.
At the front entrance was an old lady in her mid-sixties, with light tan semi-wrinkle skin, long black hair with a shade of gray tied into a ponytail, light tan with fewer wrinkles, and emerald, green eyes. Her clothing was a long sleeve tan blouse and blue jeans.
Kaguya scowled at Gabriel, her arm crossed.
Gabriel swallowed a lump in his throat, time for work.
"Good evening, Kaguya," Gabriel bowed, as sincere as he could be. Ignoring a few beads of sweat pouring his forehead.
The grip of her forearm tightened, and her emerald daggers hardened directed at the boy.
"I got your purse back, see." he gestured, holding the white purse, with a nervous toothy grin.
Still nothing.
"Well…" Gabriel trailed, resting the woman's purse on her folded arms, "I will just be heading off to work, now."
He tiptoed around Kaguya, shifting his sight of the old lady, a silent rundown shiver in his spine.
Without even turning her back, Kaguya grabbed Gabriel's ear, twisting it. Gabriel winces in pain as he knelt on the floor, a single tear poured out of his scarred eye.
"OW! MOTHER FUC-" Gabriel immediately clasped his mouth before saying a certain word, the one thing Kaguya hates the most is vulgarity and he preferred not to dig deeper into his grave than he already had. The beads of sweat run down rapidly even faster from his forehead faster than before, taking glances at the burning emerald daggers of the old lady.
With an unnatural human strength, Kaguya lifts Gabriel from his ear sitting his ass on the floor, facing directly the furious old woman.
Gabriel rubbed his swollen ear.
"What was that for?" Gabriel stood up, swallowing the last dread he was about to face, "I got your purse back, you drag me down like some kind of rag doll."
"You know all too well Amakusa!" Kaguya accused as she poked Gabriel's chest, causing the boy to wheeze, taking a step back.
"First, you told me not to call the police, when you were chasing after those thugs," she poked harder, taking another step back, "Then you text messaged me not to call those Tamaki boys' parents." She poked again as Gabriel winced, rubbing his swollen chest.
Just what the hell was this woman made of?
"Get me one good reason, why I shouldn't fire you because of your stupid rivalry with that brat!?"
"I wouldn't call it a rivalry, more a nuisance," Gabriel muttered under his breath, while Kaguya placed her hand at her right hip, her gaze burning off his scalp. "I mean… why would you fire the best employee… when you are going to make a lot of money?" He stuttered, waving his hands about.
"Explain." She demanded, her index finger tapping at her hip.
Gabriel sighed with relief, at least he got her to calm down a bit. "Do you still have the footage of Tamaki stealing your purse?"
"Yes, I was about to show this to the police. Until you said otherwise."
"Tamaki's parents own a broadcast company. A prestigious family like his wouldn't want their son's little escapade out of the blue. Especially dealing with competition from a rival company, using the footage for blackmail or propaganda. So… let's beat them to the punch." Gabriel trailed just as both a man and a woman wearing dark suits approached the store.
If Gabriel was a betting man, they were probably Tamaki's parents. "Use this chance to get a free advertisement for your store. Also, you can get some reparations for their son's trouble." Gabriel gestured rubbing his finger with a sinister ear-to-ear toothy grin.
Kaguya folded her arms, shifting her gaze to the dark suit parents, pondering the whole plan. "You better be right about this or it's your job in line." Just when she is about to talk with the bully's parents, Gabriel grabs her arm with a pamphlet in hand. "What's this?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
"A disciplining school for troubled youths. A better alternative than juvie, with exceptional results."
With a reluctant sigh, Kaguya took the pamphlet, "You better be right about this." She grumbled to herself, walking towards the couple.
The entire day of work was less dreadful Gabriel thought it would be, with fewer customers to deal with. An odd but welcoming sight. Usually, there would have been hordes of teenagers after school, mostly from Kuoh academy. The Weekend was the worst time of it. He could vouch for that.
Hell, he was pretty sure the only reason Kaguya hired him was that she was understaffed. His schedule has been usually early in the morning or late evening. It's not too much of a problem for him, being a former farm boy.
He was just glad he had the weekend free to himself.
Things began to slow down as most of the younger customers left home. The night began to take over.
"You were extremely lucky Gabriel." Kaguya scolded with her back turned, folding sweaters.
"Luck has nothing to do with it. Besides, why are you complaining? You got your purse back, a free advertisement, and a 'couple' yen. What's not to be happy about?" Gabriel cheered.
Kaguya sighed, "I swear someone with your brain could get far in life. Instead, here you are starting fights all over Kuoh."
Gabriel snorted, "Only if they deserve it. And are they real fights if you keep outwitting brain-dead apes? I wouldn't call that a feat. Besides, there is nothing for me here…" He mumbled, finishing his last fold.
"Gabriel?" Kaguya asked in a concerned tone, turning to see Gabriel bowing towards her.
"I'm sorry about the whole mess with Tamaki. I swear it won't happen again." He apologized with genuine sincerity.
Kaguya sighed. What was she going to do with him?
He had so much talent and he was wasting it.
"It's fine Gabriel. Just don't get in any more fights. How's school?"
"Same as always." He answered with a shrug, "Uhm…Kaguya - why did you choose this life?"
She blinked, confused at the meaning.
"You being a tailor? I mean like a calling?" he explained.
Kaguya raised an eyebrow, "Calling?" She tapped her chin, pondering Gabriel's question. "I wouldn't call it a calling, more like a passion. My aunt was a designer, and I was drawn to her work, the fabric, the texture, the unique style. It was just like that. Is this about you wanting to be a police officer?"
"A detective…" Gabriel corrected, "but I'm starting to have my doubts."
Kaguya patted his shoulder, "You're a smart kid Gabriel, you will find what you are looking for." She reassured him, "Too smart for your good, with a swollen head."
Gabriel frowned, "Thanks."
"Either way you are free to go. Your shift is over. Also, a certain someone is waiting for you."
Kaguya pointed her thumb towards a petite girl with a short black hair bob cut and violet eyes. She was wearing a Kuoh uniform, thin glasses, and a thin yellow hair clip hanging at the left side of her bangs.
Sona Sitri, a third-year and student class president of Kuoh academy. The young lady frowned, her arm crossed, her index finger tapping at her forearm. Her patience began to waver.
She sat at one of the tables in the food court, a chessboard and its pieces set at the table lay in front of her. Her pieces being white, and her unknown opponent is black.
"Try not to swindle too much of the poor girl's money."
"No promises," Gabriel answered with a smirk.
This was going to be fun.
"You're late." Sona scolded sardonically, glaring at the two-cross boy.
"Sorry, I was busy with work and all other kinds of nonsense."
"You mean your little incident with Tamaki and his conspirators." She stated as she pressed her glass to her temple, analyzing Gabriel like a hawk.
"Wow, nothing passes by your radar. How come I'm not surprised?"
"Nothing in Kuoh goes by without my notice." She stated firmly.
"Yet you still haven't beat me. Didn't our little exploits start with you trying to put me in my place? How's that turning out?"
Sona coughed under her fist, "A process, I'm dedicated to the proceeding."
"Careful Sitri, you don't know what kind of unsavory rumor will be spread of the prestige class president losing money to a delinquent."
"You're many things Gabriel, a delinquent is not one of them. Now play, we still have a match to settle."
"Yeah…" Gabriel lingered, "I kind of want to go home early before it's dark and as much as I love taking your money, I got to go."
Sona slammed hard of an awkward silence of one-million yen on the cold table, stopping Gabriel's tracks.
She fixed her glass, her sight dead, on no one but Gabriel.
"I won't falter this time."
Gabriel chuckled, "That's what they all say. Look, I need to go there with a fresh package of ramen with my name on it and…"
Another ward of yen slams hard on the table.
Sona grunted her teeth, a bulging tick mark popping at her forehead. Her patience began to falter, her gaze fixated on her target. She knew all too well she fell right into the hands of her junior. But all that mattered to her was his defeat. No one but him was able to best her.
A mistake she was willing to correct.
"I won't go any higher," Sona said flatly.
Gabriel chuckled softly. And Kaguya thought his ego was big.
"If you insist. Let me get something to eat before we play. I'm getting some pizza. Do you want anything?"
Sona answered with a deadpan glare.
"I'm just going to order a box in case you change your mind. You don't mind anchovies, do you?"
Ten minutes passed between the two teenagers.
Sona tapped her chin, pondering her next move. She found herself in a defense position as her queen and four of her pawns were captured. Biting her lower lip pondering what to do now, brow twitching as Gabriel scarfed down another slice of pizza.
It frustrated her to no end, Gabriel barely paid attention to their match and yet again he was beating her.
She moved one of her pawns, ending her turn.
"Did you come all this way just to lose your money again or was there something else you needed from me?" Gabriel asked as he finished his slice while grabbing another one.
He held up the boxes, offering a slice of anchovy pizza to Sona.
She sighed, reluctantly taking a slice of pizza. Her stoic face hid the pleasure of melted cheese and zesty marina marinating her tongue.
"It tastes better with pineapple." She retorted, taking another bite.
Gabriel's mouth gaped in disbelief, gawking at the class president.
"Never in my life have I even and I do mean, EVER! Hear such blasphemy!"
"I have. You know my culinary is quite exceptional. My sister herself can vouch for that."
"Your favoritism of pineapple, beg to differ Sona."
Sona sighed, her temper cooling down.
"There was another reason why I challenged you."
"And here I thought you had a gambling addiction." Gabriel joked, taking another bite, "What is it?"
"I would like you to join me."
Gabriel's cheeks turned red, choking one of the pizza crusts. He pounded his chest with his fist, face turning blue by the second of the lack of air.
Nonchalantly Sona offered a bottle of water to Gabriel and he immediately snatches the bottle, the fresh liquid pouring down his throat. Taking huge gasps of breath as composure began to relaxs'.
"Thanks…" Gabriel mumbled as he cleared his throat. "By joining you, don't you mean-?"
"Not like that." Sona corrected as she pinched the bridges of her nose. "I want you as my advisor."
Gabriel raised a suspicious eyebrow, "Isn't Tsubaki your right-hand man or… girl off a matter of speaking? Oh, by the way, checkmate." Gabriel declared, his knight ready to capture Sona king.
Sona sighed in frustration. There goes another defeat.
"Tsubaki is my best friend and my most trusted confidante. She is still my second in command. But she doesn't have your analytical mind or the ability to change tactics on the spot."
"We are talking about the student council, right?" Gabriel heartily scuffed. "The way you describe it, it's more like joining the army or some kind of an elite task force."
"That might as well be the case."
"Come again." Gabriel lingered.
"I have plans, Gabriel. Plans for the future, one that I intend to accomplish before anything else." Sona's violet eyes flared in determination.
Gabriel memorized the sight, that drive
Just why? What's stopping him from having that same determination, that same spark?
Sona blinked, caught on by Gabriel gazing at her. "Is there something wrong Gabriel?"
He shook his head snapping out of his trance, "Sorry, it just… forget it."
"If you say so. About my offer?"
"I got to stop you right there. The whole 'advisor' shtick seems to be more than just an adviser for the student council. There is also, what kind of benefit it has or what I'm going to do?"
Sona checked her watch and frowned. It was almost late. "I will explain more when I return. It's getting late and I need to start packing."
"Packing?" Gabriel asked with a raised eyebrow, "You're leaving Kuoh?"
"Unfortunately, I will be gone for two weeks, I will be visiting my parents and… my sister." Sona trailed that last part with a sense of dread.
"You and your sister don't get along?"
"The opposite really, she just happens to be a bit... 'Overprotective.'"
"So, what occasion isn't your family living in another country?"
"My parents have arranged rows or suitors for me to evaluate for matrimony."
Gabriel laughed, "They have my sympathy. Just how do you 'evaluate' their worthiness for the prestige Sona Sitri."
Sona got up, and turned her back away from Gabriel, pressing her glasses towards her temple, a tinge of red colored her cheeks.
"I rather not say," Sona said as she picked up the chess pieces and her board. Gabriel did the same with his pizza boxes while taking another slice in hand for the road.
"I will take my leave, Gabriel. My train will be here next weekend when I return. I expect you to behave yourself."
"No promises," Gabriel stated, walking past Sona taking a bite of pizza in hand.
Sona sighs, why did she even bother?
Sunday afternoon, two days have passed since Gabriel accepted his date with Yuuma Amano.
He stood a block away from the outdoor mall waiting for his date to arrive.
Gabriel had offered to pick her up. But a flabbergasted Yuuma refused and told him to wait for her. Probably didn't want her parents to know she was dating an ex-con. All the more reason to end this quickly and gently, unlike his other unflattering associates.
Given today's occasion, Gabriel ditched his red shirt and his standard of clothing that wasn't his Kuoh uniform. He had replaced it with an unbuttoned short sleeve white dress shirt, showing off his black t-shirt tucked in his dark blue jeans, showing off his black leather belt at his waist. Only his two cross necklaces remained.
He still not sure how he felt about this Yuuma. Sure, she was cute, sweet, and had amazing features in more ways than one, but that was it.
He barely knew her. Before their appointed date, he had tried to start up a conversation with her. After Yuuma's brazen confession they spend less than an hour together since they met, in total for their two interactions with each other.
It didn't help that they went to their separate schools. He didn´t even know what Yuuma liked, disliked, hobbies, families, and what the deal with that golden amethyst bracelet she always wore.
Don't get him wrong. He would have loved to have someone drop-dead gorgeous like her as his girlfriend.
But come on! As handsome as he is, who wanted to date an ex-convict?
All in all, it didn't matter.
They're just going for one date, after that, that's it. The least he could do was to show her a good time. Even though Yuuma's feelings were fake, he still enjoyed the company.
Of course, given that Yuuma being ridiculously cute was a plus for him.
"She should have been here by now," Gabriel mumbled, stuffing his phone after checking the time.
"Here, take a flier." a girl said - one with short messy brown hair, and brown eyes, wearing a custom of a short red dress with small bat wings on her shoulder and the other at the back of her hip.
The girl in question shoved a piece of paper directly into Gabriel's hand.
She looked like a rejected Dracula bride.
"Um, excuse me. Who are you?"
The girl didn't answer, she smiled and waved to Gabriel before walking off.
Gabriel glimpsed the flier. There was no advertisement of any kind to offer, but what seems to be a magic circle, of some kind occult, with a strange symbol at the center of the magic circle. Written underneath was, 'Your wish will be granted.'
Talking about superstition.
Just before Gabriel threw the flier into the trash, a firm hand grabs his wrist.
"You don't want to throw that."
"Hey, what gives!?"
Crimson blood-red dye the once starry night sky, massive pitch-black soot raised above.
A red-hot inferno engulfed the massive village, every house, store, park, the old, nearly and very direction everything was ablaze. Street litter of blackened shard corpses of the residents, a good chunk of their limbs missing either by a clean slice of the victim's body or large gaping holes.
The half-dead villagers' screams echoed by the dancing flame, begging or praying for someone to save them.
Shockwaves and clattering sound sparks scatter the entirety of the whole village, the building collapsed, and the earth cracks a thunder. Golden beams of light and black-red flame were cast out, each of them canceling out from one another a stalemate by the unknown entities.
Gabriel shuts his eyes as tight as he could, clutching his scalp digging his skull.
This wasn't possible, it couldn´t be happening again. Everyone died, there were no survivors, but him.
How was this happening again?
Why was it happening?
"Gabriel…"
Gabriel's eyes wide opened as he turned behind him to the weak voice.
Sixteen-year-old girl, chestnut brown hair, hazel eyes, white skin, wearing jean shorts and a red tank top. Both of her legs and her left arm were sliced clean off, oozing blood pouring out from the missing limb.
She reached out her bloodstained hand for his help.
"M…Mayu…" his wispy breath, muttered in disbelief.
"Save… me." Was that last bit of strength she had, as she dropped her bloodstain arm, her dead eyes staring directly at Gabriel's sapphire orbs.
"No… no, no… NO! NOT AGAIN!" Gabriel screamed.
He ran as fast he could, trying his best to ignore the pleads of the other villagers.
This wasn't real, it was just his imagination.
This wasn't Kuoh, this was…
Gabriel stopped his pace, gawking at the disbelief and abject horror of a burning house on the outskirts of the burning village. He couldn't take his eyes off the scorching building, as much as he wanted to.
He got onto his knees, his mouth agape in disbelief horror.
His mouth quivered, a single word muttered under his breath.
"Home…"
Gabriel woke up, eyes wide open, his breath rapid.
Still holding the flier, the man that had grabbed his wrist was gone, leaving Gabriel to himself once more. No longer at the burning remains of his home, but at Kuoh, just as it should be.
Gabriel took a deep breath and regained his bearings of the world. There was no fire, no screams of agony and terror that filtered in the air.
His posture lacked.
He took one look at the flier, and the man's warning echoed through his mind.
'You don't want to throw that.'
Maybe he should keep it.
He folded the paper, stuffing it in his pocket.
"Gabriel hey! Sorry for keeping you waiting." Yuuma ran with a wave towards Gabriel, her golden amethyst bracelet in hand.
She wore a short black dress that barely reaches her upper thigh, showing more of her slender glimmering legs. A short pink blouse, and jacket with short puffy sleeves that barely covered her top exposed her plump breast. One could see her impressive cleavage that bounced as Yuuma ran.
"Wow, Yuuma." Gabriel blushed, "You look great."
Was she even wearing a bra?
"Thanks," Yuuma smiled with a blush. "I was a bit worried since this is my standard of clothing… I didn't want to overdress for our first date."
"It's cool, since I work here, allow me to show you around?" Gabriel gestured.
Yuuma nodded.
Their first detour was Kaguya´s clothing store. Gabriel rested his back on the wall, trying to start small talk with Yuuma. While she checked on the dresses of Kaguya's original designs in the women's section.
"These clothes are amazing. I can't even find a single loose thread and their designs are so imaginative." Yuuma marveled.
"Kaguya is known for sparking the imagination to perfection, she is a grouch, but you can't find any designer better than her. It's the reason why she can compete with the other stores, heck in some cases she usually delivers her designs to other models."
"She works with other models?"
"It… depends…" Gabriel lingered uncomfortably, shaking his hair.
"What's wrong?"
"Kaguya is a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to models. She only accepts those who are in her words 'prime perfection.'"
"It must be exciting."
"A bit, but I usually think what looks good on me."
Or seeing beautiful women doing suggestive poses.
Gabriel eyed Yuuma´s figure, knowing full well Kaguya would love her as a model for her projects.
Yuuma looked like she could be related to Akeno, probably passing as a younger sister, given how similar they look.
Speaking of siblings.
"So… Yuuma tell me about your family?"
This was bound to happen, might as well be in a lovely atmosphere.
Yuuma blinked, "Oh, that. I don't have any family." She answered nonchalantly, skimming the clothes.
Gabriel, eyes widened in shock, she was an orphan. That would explain any lack of protest of dating him or just poor judgment.
He felt like a complete idiot for starting their conversation on such a sensitive topic. What's odd is how detached Yuuma's answer was.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to open any old wounds." Gabriel shifted his gaze to the ground, guilt written on bringing up such a topic. "If it helps, I know what it's like."
"No, you don't." She muttered under her breath, her soft voice sounding more mature, too low for Gabriel barely to hear her.
After their awkward conversation, Gabriel and Yuuma left the tailor store, while avoiding a row of customers.
The couple strolled down the mall enjoying the atmosphere, going to other stores. Ignoring the small crowd of teenagers that have their sight glued to Yuuma's perky large breasts and occasionally her tight rear. Her black dress did little to no of hiding her slender legs.
Gabriel gave a hard glare at them, signaling to them back off.
His reputation as an ex-con does have its perks at times.
Even so, he wondered why someone as soft-spoken and timid as Yuuma dressed that way.
Don't get him wrong, he enjoyed the sight of the girl Having no problem with different tastes of fashion and what people were wearing. He just wondered why someone as timid as her wore such prerogative clothing, not that he's complaining, just odd given her personality.
The two of them stopped their tracks at the jewelry store, Yuuma observing the gems with only little interest.
Gabriel frowned, he was hoping to buy her something here.
"You don't like it?"
Yuuma shook her head, "It's not that. I just know someone who could do better. Reish can craft marvelous jewelry that you can't help but memorize."
"Who's Reish?"
Yuuma blushed. "He's no one, just a talented jeweler."
Gabriel's brow twinkled in curiosity. He, huh, how interesting.
"That's kind of cool, did he make your bracelet?" Gabriel pointed to the gold bracelet with amethyst jewels. "Is it alright if I could take a closer look? It looks cool."
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH IT!" Yuuma broke out with a snarl, her voice sounded more mature and viscous, clenching her bracelet tight to her chest. Gaining the attention of a small crowd around them.
"Sorry… I was just curious." Gabriel fumbled, his hands semi-up, taken aback by the girl's sudden outburst and her change of voice.
Yuuma gazed down at her wrist, the shadow of her bangs covered her face, detaching it from Gabriel's sight. Holding the bracelet like a delicate flower.
The rest of their date went on in awkward silence. Gabriel and Yuuma sat outside on the balcony of an Italian restaurant waiting for their waiter.
Real smooth Amakusa. He just had to prattle. Maybe he should start following Kaguya´s advice and sew his mouth shut.
Gabriel frowned, guilt weighing on him an awkward silence drenches the air.
He glimpsed at Yuuma sitting quietly in her seat who was just bashful as he is, holding her bracelet with tender care under the table curtains.
Gabriel clenched his two crosses he needs to make things right.
"Yuuma, I'm so sorry." He said with the barest sympathy, "I didn't mean to push something you weren't comfortable with."
"It's fine," came the girl's soft voice, "I shouldn't overreact."
Gabriel sighed, "Maybe we should start with something simpler. What do you want to talk about?"
Silence passed between the two. Little by little Yuuma asked a couple of questions to Gabriel. Leaving out any personal questions aside such as the two crosses around his neck, his criminal record obviously, and any other questions about his family.
It was tedious, to put it bluntly. It felt like walking on eggshells around her. Not to say Yuuma was dull, but it rather felt she was hiding something.
Was this more than just a simple bet or something else going on?
The two ended their meal together, leaving the mall strolling at Kuoh Central Park, the sunrise evening taking over.
Gabriel´s brow twitched. Something wasn't right. Usually, couples came here to make out before nightfall. But the whole park was completely deserted.
They were probably doing last-minute cramming, for the coming exam. But still, he would expect at least a couple of them to slack off.
"Hey Yuuma, don't you have upcoming exams at your school?"
She nodded, "I do, but I'm not all worrying. I'm usually at the top of my class."
"Same here, but I rather not be responsible if you flunk."
"You don't have to worry about that," Yuuma reassured him with a closed eye, bright smile.
Gabriel sighed as a dainty hand grasped onto his.
He might as well get this over with.
Gabriel stopped his pace at the park fountain, letting go of Yuuma's hand, confusing the girl.
"Gabriel?" Yuuma stopped her tracks as she turned toward him.
Gabriel bit his lower lip in reluctance. This was going to suck.
"Yuuma, you are a beautiful, sweet girl and any guy would be lucky to have you."
For a minute Yuuma stiffened, the shadow of the bangs of her hair covering most of her face.
"Are you breaking up with me?"
Gabriel could hear the venom in her sweet voice, sounding more mature as before at the jewelry store.
"It just… I barely know you and having any relation with me won't end well."
"I see," Yuuma stated solemnly. "I understand. But before I go, can I ask you one last favor?"
"Sure, name it."
Yuuma skipped towards Gabriel, their faces an inch apart, her bangs covering her face.
Gabriel blushed. Was she going to kiss him?
"Would you die for me?"
Gabriel´s eyes widened in shock and horror as he registered what she said as he pushed Yuuma, stumbling her to the ground.
He ran as fast as he could, far away from the violet eye girl.
He had known this date was fake. But a ploy to kill him?
Just who the hell did he piss off!?
Second thought, it's best he reserves that question for later.
He ignored the distortion of the evening sky above, turning into a dark shade of violet, focusing on his survival.
But then, as he was with one foot out of the park entrance. Suddenly with a blinding flash of light he found himself back right at the fountain where he had started his run.
"What the hell?" He mumbled under his breath, flabbergasted.
"You're so cruel."
In a blink of an eye, Yuuma had appeared right in front of him.
Gabriel took a hasty step back. His front knee was bent and the back knee straight. His back upright, hips and shoulders facing forward, his front foot pointing straight forwards, the back foot at the right angles.
Gabriel´s hands were shaking but held with his palms pointing forwards, at his hip.
Bead's sweat dropped on his face as he focused his sight on his date. His aikido was rusty from two years of neglect and with the sky turning purple and Yuuma´s insane speed, something told him that she was more than she appeared to be.
Just as before he could react, Yuuma reappeared right in front of him with a hunch between his stances. Gabriel wheezed gasps of air as Yuuma hit him in his gut with the palm of her hand. He dropped to his knees, clutching his stomach in agony. His forehead rested on the concrete ground.
With a soft yet maliceful chuckle, her voice once again sounded more mature than before.
In a gust of wind Yuuma's clothes shredded, showing off her barren glossy white skin to the world. She got taller, and older, now in her late teens or early twenties. Her slender body become gain more curves than before, and her gravity-defined breasts were larger than before, rivaling both Rias Gremory and Akeno Himejima. Her slender legs were longer, her hips and thigh thicker, her thin waist was a slim build, her tight ass more memorized than ever before.
The black latex leather bikini binds towards her naked body, covering a few of her profound features.
A strap thong with three strings at the right, rested on her hip, barely covering her crotch and her naked ass. Her bikini was a thin horizontal strap, with little support only covering her nipples, still showing her upper and lower chest, the bikini itself also had a strap belt buckle underneath her large breasts.
The rest of her clothing was a high heel leather boot, thigh-high latex socks, a latex leather glove that tightens her skinny arms that reach mid-way above her elbow with a small chain dangling at her left arm glove. The only kind of protection she had was black shoulder guards, held together by a latex leather strap attached to her choke collar, her right shoulder guard slightly longer than her left with three spikes. The only thing that wasn't shredded by her transformation was that golden bracelet of hers.
Even with the BDSM bikini, with that buxom figure. What caught his eye as he stumbled to get up were two silky jet black large black feathered wings, dark as the night sky, sprouted from Yuuma's back mirroring a raven or a crow.
Then, from the palm of her hand shone a bright violet-red light, forming a glowing violet-red curved spear with thorns at the shaft.
"It's time to die." Yuuma threw the spear she had just somehow formed in her hand, piercing Gabriel's torso, blood sprouting out by the hot tip of her weapon.
Gabriel coughed up blood as he clenched his teeth, losing his last ounce of strength collapsing on the concrete floor stained by his blood as Yuuma´s spear disintegrated.
A bemuse Yuuma sat at the edge of the fountain, "I'm sorry, but the fact is you were a too great risk for us. I had no choice but to dispose of you. If you are looking for someone to blame. Why not blame God? He did give you the Sacred Gear."
Gabriel clenched his fist as he struggles to look upward at Yuuma.
God? Sacred Gear?
What the hell is she talking about?
"Oh, thanks again for the date, it was fun."
She flew off with a smile as the purple distorted sky faded back to its evening orange hue.
With a shaky, bloodstain hand of defiance Gabriel as he reached into his pocket enduring the wincing pain, he inflicted on himself, taking out his phone. His arm numbs, losing his grip, his last hope clattering at the blood-stained ground.
Gabriel cursed himself. He was going to die before he had a chance to do a single thing with his life. It was gone in a heartbeat.
"Mother… Father… I'm sorry."
With a will of its own, the flier slipped out of Gabriel's left pocket hovering in the air above him. In a bright flash of red light, the flier transformed into a red magic circle with a strange symbol at the center.
"I have come. You are the one who summoned me, are you not?"
With little strength, Gabriel took one short glimpse, as his blue pupils widened in shock.
Rias Gremory appeared before him, standing at the puddle of his blood.
Was she a part of this?
"Since death is upon you, I would gladly take you in."
Large jet-black bat wings sprouted from her back.
Gabriel´s heartbeat was faster than ever before, and his ocean blue eyes widened in dread, glued to the sight of the bat-like wings from the red-haired girl´s back.
These wings, for a moment he saw them. No longer stood the crimson hair girl before him, but a tall black hazy silhouette wearing some kind of medieval armor, the longhorns from his helm curving downward.
"For this moment forward you live your life for my sake… you will never be free of me Arc."