I'm glad to see that Asia's reveal in the story was liked. She wasn't in the original story because I never liked her in Canon. I didn't like how much of a mood killer she was. However, I've tweaked the story for the reboot so I figured I'd add her in there.
Now, to publicly answer a question I got from a reader.
CasualReader775: If you could compare your 3 versions of Issei to a Doctor from Doctor Who, who would they be and why?
A: That's tough. Well:
(Dragonic Will) Issei would be like the 5th Doctor. He tries to be polite and kind to others, and is a little hands-off like the 5th Doctor but is also quite protective. Of course, DW Issei also cares greatly about his friends, much like the 5th Doctor. At times, he also shows honor to the opponent that shows honor to him, kind of like how 5 did. Cross him, however, and he can be unforgiving like 5. Kind of like what he did to Freed in "The Dragonic Will".
(Heroic Calamity) Issei would be like the 2nd and 11th Doctor. He's goofy and enthusiastic like the 11th and also very loving, like the 2nd Doctor. He doesn't exhibit dark traits like the other Issei's have, much like how the 2nd Doctor isn't as dark as the other incarnations, either. By far, he's the most optimistic version of Issei I've written, much like how the 2nd and 11th are. Although, the 11th Doctor has had some dark moments. Let's not forget that he can also be a bit manipulative, since in the original version of the story, he got quite a few people to pair up.
(Grim Herald) Issei would be like the fusion of the 9th, 10th, and 12th Doctor. When he's not wearing the mantle of the Grim Herald GH Issei can be quite jovial and is just as kind and helpful. However, like the 10th Doctor, he's prone to some very dark and brutal decisions, sometimes exhibiting some arrogance like 10. He's also quite brooding and tries to do the best with what he's got like the 12th Doctor. Altogether, I'd say he's closest to the 10th Doctor because GH Issei has shown that he can be a likeable and fun guy but he can be completely unforgiving, almost being prone to corruption. Let's not forget "The Waters of Mars" from Doctor Who. Timelord Victorious, indeed.
Chapter 6: Trust
"An angel?" Issei remarked.
Standing before him, was Angea Orsita, an angel and servant of Gabriel. With spread white wings and a golden halo above her head, Angea, who's real name was Asia Argento, looked at Issei and Vali with shining majesty.
"An alliance?" Vali raised a brow.
"Yes. I was sent as an emissary to offer an alliance of peace to the devils and fallen angels. Lord Michael and Lady Gabriel have seen it necessary for a treaty." Asia explained.
"Explain it all to me, now." Vali calmly but coldly demanded.
"Three months ago, the Vatican received reports that countless exorcists had left the service of the Church. Heaven also saw that and it was decided that an investigation was necessary. Our searches led us here to Kuoh, where they congregated, along with stray devils and fallen angels that went rogue. Strangely, no one wanted to kill each other as soon as they saw each other. Under normal circumstances, a mass conflict would be happening right now, but it hasn't. Thus, we believe that someone is planning something. But, Heaven can't stop them alone, at least, Lord Michael feels that way."
"Why should we trust what you say?"
"You can ask your grandfather about that. He'll give you more information, if you want. I'm merely here to deliver this message. Also…" Asia turned towards Issei.
"You'd best be careful. This is only the start. Lord Michael wanted me to tell you that." Asia turned away, walking into the hallway as if nothing had happened.
Issei stood up and looked at Vali.
"Why're you so hostile?" He asked.
"Issei, people have lied about Alliances before. They offered peace and exchanges, but they just stabbed each other in the back. My people have had a fair share of that happen before. We've come to learn that when people want Alliances, they don't always mean it." Vali walked away, dragging Issei along.
Issei was surprised. Vali was usually cordial and polite but could be serious. This time, she seemed a little too hostile and mistrusting. There had to be something behind all that.
The rest of the day was silent. Sona and Rias had dealt with making sure nobody remembered what'd happened in the Auditorium. The prizes were handed out for the competition, and everyone went home with bellies filled with food and refreshed minds. All except for the ORC, The Student Council, and Vali and her Peerage, however.
"An Alliance, you say?" Rizevim asked.
The moment Vali got home, she immediately went to her grandparents.
"Yes. Asia Argento, one of Gabriel's Brave Saints, said that Heaven is offering a peace treaty with the devils and fallen angels. Michael said that something's coming, something that Heaven can't stop alone. That's why they're reaching out now."
"And what's your stance on it?" Rizevim asked.
"My stance? What does it matter?" Vali asked, perplexed.
"You are a daughter of the Lucifer line. Your people will look to you for leadership, whether we retain our current government or not. You represent a progressive future for our people and your words and actions will carry weight. I want to know what you think and what should happen." Rizevim responded.
Vali was quiet for a few moments. She knew that Rizevim wanted her to be ready to succeed as Head of the Lucifer line someday. At this point, he was already putting her on that track. After much internal debate, Vali sighed. Issei found it a bit difficult to pinpoint what was going through her head. For all he knew, she'd probably experienced something in the past and it was influencing her hostility earlier.
"I think we should agree." She coldly said, almost sounding begrudging.
"Oh?"
"Lives lost in war are wasted lives. What happened back then shouldn't influence on what we have left now. Our society is still recovering from a civil war. We can't afford to keep fighting other people if we want to survive. We can't even repopulate properly anymore, relying on reincarnation. I think that if we sign this Peace Treaty, then we can exchange resources and information while moving aside possible conflict for a while." Vali mused.
"And what of the matter of security? The people will be alarmed, even scared of this revelation, should we sign." Ezagyra added.
"We'll find a way to deal with it. The people are going to have to deal with it since not everything will go their way. It's about moving past our unnecessary viewpoints and adapting to new ones for a better future overall and not just ourselves." Vali sighed.
"And what of your opinion, Issei?" Rizevim asked.
"Me?"
"I want a third opinion, someone untouched by any stigma of hate or prejudice."
Issei took a few moments to think it through.
"I agree with Vali. War and the possibility of it is never a good thing. Humans have had a ton of wars when all that was needed was a conversation to sort things out. We just got too greedy or didn't try to understand everything. Based on what Vali said, I think that this holds more benefits than consequences. Even if this Treaty weren't to be signed, your enemies would still aim at you. Even if there were a pretense, appearances need to be kept up, which would require aid to be given. However, if provoked, then retaliation wouldn't be out of the question." He responded.
Rizevim smirked.
"I see what you both mean. So, dear old Uncle Michael made the first move. I had Azazel pegged to be the first to step up. Well, rest-assured, we've already agreed to convene. I want to see what my uncles are up to."
"In the mean-time, stay cautious. We'll call you when something comes up. Just continue going about your normal routine." Ezagyra nodded Issei and Vali off.
The moment they closed the door, the married couple looked at each other.
"I'm glad to see that nobody tried to kill each other. A century ago, we were at each other's throats. Maybe Sirzechs and the others are doing a good job, after all. I'm also quite happy with how Vali's turning out. For a moment, I was concerned."
"Maybe, but Vali's only one person out of many. The last thing we want is civil unrest. There're still people who want devil supremacy…like our…"
Rizevim stood up and held his wife and a warm embrace. He saw her lips quiver and her downcast gaze. One small trip down memory lane and she had a chance of faltering.
"I still don't know where things went wrong. It's too late to muse on that now. For now, all we can do is take care of his daughter and make sure what happened to him, doesn't happen to her."
"Our little boy…what could've done that to him." Ezagyra looked down in shame and grief.
After leaving Rizevim's office, Issei went straight towards the Library in the mansion. He was now more curious than ever. Over the past few days, he'd been wondering to himself about what his circumstances were and if they mirrored anything in the past.
Now, Michael, the Archangel, had warned him to be careful. His messenger had specifically been told to give him those words, so it must've been important to him, at least. So, he had a thought: did anything cause the Three Factions to stray from the war in the past?
He poured over book after book, hoping to learn something. He looked through documentaries, diaries, and historical texts to try and find a connection to his thought.
"Issei?" A familiar voice called over to him.
He turned around and found that Vali was standing in the doorway.
"Hm?" He inquired.
"You've been in here for seven hours, what's up? Just because it's a Friday doesn't mean you skip dinner." She lightly scolded him.
"Sorry, I just got engrossed in the books." Issei sheepishly chuckled.
"What're you reading?" Vali picked up a book.
"Just historical documents and diaries." Issei pushed his notes aside.
"It's about what Asia said to you, isn't it?" Vali looked at him knowingly.
Issei didn't answer. This was troublesome. Vali was starting to be able to predict him.
"Yeah. I thought it was weird. Some insignificant person like me is being targeted for capture and death but I don't know a thing about what's going on with me. It's really starting to irritate me. I keep looking over every single book several times but there's just nothing here. Human libraries don't have any clues either."
Issei withheld the part about sudden emotions flaring up inside him. Sometimes he'd feel some kind of emotion that had no reason to be there. He'd get angry being around just a certain type of person. It was worrisome.
Without another word, Vali walked away. Typical. Issei wasn't surprised that she'd get a little spooked by his unsettling and slightly obsessive behavior.
About an hour later, Vali returned.
"If you're going to insist on reading till the end of time, then you need to at least eat. I made you some dinner since everyone's eaten everything already."
"Bikou, the glutton?" Issei chuckled.
Vali nodded, setting a tray down before grabbing a book.
"Yep. Now, let's do some cramming." She sat down.
"By the way, I found out that your government shifted recently in one of the books. What's that all about?"
Vali sighed. This was a long story.
"The devil government changed a while ago. A civil war had erupted because devil purists insisted on conquering new lands and seizing resources to replenish the livelihood of the Underworld and our society. They also wanted to subjugate any non-devils into servants or to kill them off. In opposition, another side of devils wanted to find new ways to replenish our numbers after the Great War. We were dying out, so it became a desperate time that could make our society shift in any direction. After the Evil Pieces were proposed, the traditionalists erupted into a rage and splintered from the main government and were named the Old Satan Faction. They went to extremes and attempted to start another war but the modernized devils, who focused more on practical survival and a more peaceful era, stopped them. The fighting came to a head and the New Satan Faction won. My grandfather decided that he no longer wanted to lead, so he created four posts to help manage and lead the new government. Four people who led the Underworld through that conflict were elected to take up those posts. Sirzechs Gremory, Serafall Sitri, Ajuka Astaroth, and Falbium Glasya-Labolas, were chosen for their leadership skills, power, and ideals. The new government was split between them and thus, our new era began."
"But why rename them?"
"It's because my grandfather knew that people wouldn't respect their decisions or authority when things first began. So, the offices that they inhabited renamed them so that their authority would be given more respect and weight. If you carry the name of Lucifer in the Underworld, then everyone will listen to you, no matter what. The same goes for the posts of Leviathan, Beelzebub, and Asmodeus. The names became symbols of hope for our society."
"I see. Then, what about you? Are you to just become a head of your house?"
"I don't truly wish to be a Satan. I don't see myself leading the Underworld, to be honest." Vali retorted.
"Don't blame you. To be responsible for so many lives, I don't think I could fathom that."
"Agreed. Now, I've also got something to tell you." Vali smiled.
This was going to be good.
"Yeah?"
"It's time to train again."
Issei's smiled immediately melted.
"We got you in shape and now we're going to build up your skills even further. Remember, don't blame me, you asked for it." Vali stood up and waved goodbye.
Issei didn't understand why these things were happening to him at all.
The next morning, after eight laps around the neighborhood at 5am, Issei was dragging himself through the mansion, having changed out of his workout clothes and into his normal clothes.
"Good morning." He greeted everyone.
"Morning." Rizevim, Ezagyra, Vali, and Lefay cheerfully greeted him.
"So, what's today's agenda?" Issei asked.
"Nothing. It's a free day for you. We did your laps and martial arts training, so I'll let you pass for today." Vali responded.
'Thank you.' Issei mouthed to the sky.
"If that's the case, I'll be heading out into town. I've got some stuff I want to do."
"Alright, who's going with him?" Bikou asked.
"I think it's fine if he goes on his own." Rizevim interjected.
At this point, Issei was getting tired of people staying next to him 24/7. He desperately wanted some time alone right now.
"What?" Vali looked at her grandfather.
"Well, he's been with you all for every single day with almost no time alone. I think it's fine if it's just a trip into town. Just keep your eyes peeled and ears open. Today, the rest of us have important matters to attend to. Issei, just remember to be home by 5pm." Ezagyra spoke up.
"I understand, thank you."
Issei quickly ate his breakfast before leaving, relishing the fact that he got to be free after a month of being confined to the Lucifer Clan.
"I thought you wanted him kept safe." Vali looked at Rizevim again, almost reprimanding him.
"Ugh, you have your grandmother's glare." Rizevim shrunk back.
"EEK!" He groaned.
Ezagyra smiled sweetly as she pinched her husband's side.
"Ok, ok, ok." Rizevim bowed his head, prompting her to release him.
"I just thought it'd be healthy to let him be free every so often. It's gotta be stuffy, scary, and confusing to be around us so often. We talk about magic, politics, and extermination so it's a completely new and scary world for him. He grew up a normal human, so he probably feels discomfort, but he might be hiding it. I've seen his eyes and I can see that things are building up inside him. He's just being polite about it."
"Then how come you won't say anything about his Sacred Gear?"
That surprised Rizevim and Ezagyra.
"What do you mean?"
"I know that you know something. The moment we started talking about what it looked like and Issei's dream, you looked scared, Grandpa, freaked out. I'd never seen you that scared before. So, what is Issei's Sacred Gear?" Vali leaned forward, looking at her grandparents with earnest eyes.
Rizevim grinded his teeth in discomfort. Ezagyra bit her lip.
"It's something that shouldn't be revealed just yet. It's not the right time and most of all, this concerns Issei, so before anyone else knows about it, he should be the first. This concerns him and it's his business. Once he finds out, it'll be up to him to tell you. That's all on the matter." Rizevim sternly replied.
(The Legend of Zelda – Breath of the Wild OST: Mipha's Theme. Play Song.)
Meanwhile, Issei was browsing around the shops and walking through town, absorbing everything that was new. He took a deep breath and smiled. He loved all this fresh air and finally being able to relax in this familiar environment.
"Oh? It's a surprise to see you so coincidentally."
Issei turned around. Clearly, someone knew him. Standing behind him was Angea Orsita, who's real name was Asia Argento. He had to say, she looked stunning. If Vali looked like a princess, then Asia looked like a fairy. While Vali's beauty seemed mystical, Asia's looked more charming and bright.
"Angea? Or is it Asia?"
"Either or is fine." Asia chuckled.
"Just browsing?" Issei asked.
"Kind of. Once today is done, I'll be leaving Kuoh, so I'll get all the sights in. Besides, I promised to get some souvenirs for others."
Issei noticed the giant bag in Asia's hand.
"So, why're you all by yourself? I'd expected Vali to keep you close right now."
"I'm on my own for now."
"I see. If that's the case, then do you wanna do something?"
"My mommy told me not to go anywhere with strangers." Issei responded with a dead-serious look.
Asia looked at him in confusion before breaking into laughter. Soon enough, Issei joined in.
"Pfft! Ahahahaha! You sound like a toddler."
"Well, I couldn't help it." Issei chuckled.
"Well, where do you want to go?" He asked.
"Hm, anywhere is fine. I've only just started browsing around today."
"Well then, follow me."
Together, the two ventured through the Shopping District, with Issei taking her to all sorts of tourist spots.
"Kuoh's a lot like Tokyo, just less industrial and more suburban." Issei said as he munched on a manju while sitting on a park bench.
"So, you've lived here all your life?" Asia asked.
"Yeah, with a few visits out of the country, like America, England, Italy, and Africa. What about you? Care to tell me about yourself?"
"Well, I lived in Italy when I was young, then I was placed under the legal guardianship of a family in England. Out of respect for my dead parents, I kept my surname and since then, I've gone around with my adopted family."
"I see."
"What about your family?" Asia turned to Issei.
"We don't spend too much time together anymore. My parents are doing work out-of-country. They rarely come home unless it's for the holidays." He shrugged.
"So, you're living alone for months on end?" Asia raised a brow, looking concerned.
"I was, yeah. But, I'm living with a friend now, so I'm doing just fine."
"I see. Then, let's fix that loneliness, shall we?"
"Loneliness?" Issei looked at her in confusion.
"I can see it in your eyes, you know. You feel like you don't belong. Everything and everyone around you feels different. They come from places and talk about things that are completely foreign to you. I get the feeling too, since I felt like that when I was with the Vatican and when I was first adopted." Asia turned around.
"And what were your parents like?"
"My mother was a painter and my father was a doctor. They were killed by Stray Exorcists and I was taken to an orphanage in the Vatican. Eventually, I got adopted and I love my adoptive parents dearly for it. Like me, they're also involved in Heaven's affairs. I also have a little sister." Asia seemed to zone out, staring off into the distance as she lost herself to nostalgia.
"Ah, sorry. I started talking nonsense." She chuckled after noticing how quiet things got.
"I think it's fine. Clearly, you got lucky since you look so fond of your parents and sister." Issei smiled.
"I did. Actually, my sister should be coming here later today. Maybe once we get some time, I'll introduce you to her."
"Does she strong-arm like you?" Issei japed.
"What?!" Asia looked at him incredulously.
"I'm just playing."
"Geez, and here I wanted to hang out because I wanted to be friends with you."
"Kind of sudden, don't you think?" Issei looked at her skeptically.
"Not really. When you think about it, all you gotta do is reach out to someone and get to know them to become friends with them. That's usually all it takes." Asia shook her head.
"And why do you want to be friends with me?" Issei asked.
"Because I think you're a good guy. If it were other kinds of people, they'd be going crazy to get stronger and sometimes, they let it all go to their head. They think they can do whatever they want and act like their kings. I've met people who've gone through what you have and they'd develop complexes, thinking they were more important than they really were."
Issei was still skeptical.
"Now, let's play!" Asia grabbed hold of Issei's hand.
Together, they toured the Shopping District. Issei found that Asia was quite playful, if a bit teasing. She was exactly the way she was at school, but perhaps more open. To add to that, she liked to joke around a lot. It was getting a bit hard to be paranoid with her but Issei had to be careful. He didn't want to get stabbed in the stomach by a beautiful girl just because she smiled at him.
"So, you figured out why you got attacked by Freed?" Asia asked.
"Nope. A lot of people want to kill me. That reminds me, care to tell me why Michael told me to be careful?" Issei asked.
"I don't know the answer to that either. Lord Michael wouldn't give me all the information and he said that it wasn't time yet. What I do know, is that your Sacred Gear has something inside it. Lord Michael said that people are drawn to hosts of Sacred Gears that house souls in them." Asia picked up a trinket.
"Then, do you know why fallen angels keep attacking me?"
"Well, fallen angels typically are all a part of Grigori. It's a scientific organization formed by their Governor, Azazel. They spend their time engaging in their interests and hobbies but most of the time, it has to do with Sacred Gears. However, Azazel isn't into warfare or criminal activities. The ones who attacked you are probably rogues who are doing whatever they want. They probably saw something in you and want it for their uses."
'Then Grigori might have answers for me.' Issei concluded.
Issei was about to ask another question but suddenly…
"Uwah!" A loud thud echoed.
The two looked at where it came from and found a child crying, clutching their ankle.
"Oh, dear." Asia muttered to herself.
She sprinted over to the wailing child.
"Ow! My knee!"
"Sh. It'll be okay." Asia gently spoke, kneeling in front of her.
Holding her hand over the child's ankle, a transparent green light began shimmering there. Within mere seconds, the crying child's sniffles began to fade as she looked at her ankle in amazement. Entranced by the green light, the child looked confused and then dazzled.
"Thank you." She mumbled to Asia.
"You're welcome. Don't climb trees that high or you might fall again. Don't tell anyone, okay?" Asia winked, holding a finger over her mouth.
"Okay." The little girl nodded.
"Good." Asia gently picked the little girl off the ground.
"All better. Now, here's some candy for being such a good girl. Make sure you get back to your mommy and daddy, okay?" Asia patted the child on the head.
"Mhm." The little girl smiled before turning around and running back to a couple who were coming into view.
Issei was surprised. Whatever healing Asia did, it wasn't like anything he'd witnessed before. It felt different and it didn't require a magic circle either. Vali would usually heal him whenever he got injured, and it came in the form of a magic circle. It made Issei wonder.
"Was that from a Sacred Gear?" Issei pointed at Asia's hands.
Two white rings with emerald gems were now on her fingers, which soon disappeared from sight. He remembered reading that Sacred Gears could appear and disappear at will or when not in use.
"Yes, this is Twilight Healing, my Sacred Gear. I'm a reincarnated angel, if you wanted to know." Asia stood up.
"Why tell me so many intimate things about yourself?" Issei asked.
"Because, I see no harm in it. Not everyone is out to get you, Issei. I get the feeling that you never wanted to be in this world in the first place. And if you were really lying and were a horrible person, then I think you'd have harmed me already or you would've harmed Vali. It would've been easy for you to attack either of us and make it look like a conflict between angels and devils. People have tried that before, you see." Asia sighed.
Issei looked at the clock, seeing that it was 4pm.
"I should head back now. Maybe I'll see you again?" Asia started to step away.
"Maybe. I'm kind of a hermit." Issei chuckled.
"Then, I'll have to drag you out for another outing." Asia giggled.
(The Legend of Zelda – Breath of the Wild OST: Mipha's Theme. End Song.)
Before long, she waved goodbye as she walked away. His day of freedom done, Issei also went on his way. He contemplated going back to his home to check up on its state, but he figured it to be a bad idea. What if enemies were waiting for him to return? It'd be stupid to get caught over a small sense of sentimentality.
Asia was right, to a degree. He felt welcome at the Lucifer Mansion, but a part of him felt otherwise. A part of him wanted to go back home, to where he felt most at peace, where he belonged. Yes, he was lonely, but he remained there because he believed that his parents would come home. He didn't want that place to just be a cold house. He wanted it to stay how he'd remembered it; a place that could heal.
Sadly, that wasn't going to work now. He had to be practical. He could lose his life at any point now.
Upon returning home, he checked his watch. It was exactly 5pm.
"Alright, now that you're back, we can talk." Rizevim walked into the Living Room as the boy entered the house.
Issei looked around and found that everyone was dressed more seriously. Bikou was wearing his armor, Arthur, Kuroka, Vali, Lefay, Ezagyra, and Rizevim were dressed in outfits that looked comfortable for fighting and formal occasions. Something was going down.
"Tonight, we're having a meeting amongst the Three Factions. It'll be the first of many, but today will be the one in which we decide if we're going to even consider forming a treaty. Since this matter doesn't concern you, you will need to stay here. I have my guards stationed here and if you need anything, then don't hesitate to ask anyone. Just remember that you must not leave the mansion, no matter what."
Rizevim placed a reassuring hand on Issei's shoulder.
"Before you leave, can I ask you something?"
"If I can, I will." Rizevim nodded.
"Do you know about what's in my Sacred Gear and aren't telling me?" Issei asked.
Rizevim was taken aback.
"What makes you think that?" He asked.
"When I told you about my dream, you looked freaked out. It looked as if you remembered something. I can't imagine that kind of reaction coming from someone who doesn't know something." Issei replied.
Rizevim was silent. He was weighing his choices and what to say. Should he tell Issei what he knew? He didn't want to take the wrong step here.
"Tell you what…I'll tell you what I know when I return. For now, please wait here. I promise, I'll stop playing around when I get back. I understand that you're bothered and angry with me, but trust me, it's not an easy topic to approach."
Vali watched Issei and saw the frustration that had been growing in his eyes. He wanted answers but was just too patient with others to voice it. She kind of felt sorry for him.
"We should leave now. I don't want to hear anyone complaining when we get there."
Issei merely looked on as everyone began to leave.
'Alone again, I see.' He sighed.
He turned around, about to head down to the basement to train and vent his frustrations. He was sure that Rizevim meant well, but being kept in the dark, with information withheld from him was aggravating. He was a target, who'd been ripped out of his nice peaceful life and he didn't know why. He didn't know if the weapon in his arm was a curse or if it was a blessing. Everyone kept talking about things that he didn't understand and it felt as if he were just some sort of ghost that was there to observe.
He hated it. He hated feeling this useless. He hated just standing around, stagnant and unoccupied. He kept feeling things he'd never felt before, for no reason. As of late, he felt his temper shortening and the ease of which he'd grow bothered was increasing. What made it enraging was that he knew he wasn't like this but it just happened anyway. What was changing him? When would he get his answers?
Meanwhile, while Issei was left behind, the Lucifer Clan arrived at Kuoh Academy, where the meeting between the angels, fallen angels, and devils was to be held. Kuoh was the closest thing the Three Factions had to a neutral point, so it was seen fit for the talks to take place here.
Arriving in the room, Vali and the others saw that the other factions had already arrived. Sirzechs Lucifer, Azazel, and Michael were already seated. Standing next to them respectively, was Grayfia Lucifuge, Kokabiel, Gabriel, and Asia.
Sirzechs had long crimson hair and green eyes, almost looking like an adult male version of Rias. He wore a white jacket and pants with a dark blue scarf around his neck.
Azazel looked like a young man, though middle-aged features were showing on his face. He had black hair, but the front topmost part of his locks was yellow. He wore a dark maroon jacket with black straps across his body. Oddly enough, he looked the most casual out of everyone in the room.
Michael looked like a young man with green eyes, long straight blond hair, with a disarming smile. He wore a red long-sleeved shirt with black pants, with white and gold armor over his shoulders with white cloths draped down.
Grayfia was dressed in a maid uniform, with her long silver hair tied into two braids.
Kokabiel looked slightly unsettling, with golden eyes, long black hair, and a black suit. Most of all, his pointed ears stood out considerably.
Gabriel had long straight golden hair with bangs and emerald eyes. For her attire, a white dress and white armor on her shoulders. Her feet were adorned with white heels, and a metal skirt was worn around her waist.
Lastly, Asia was dressed in a similar fashion to Gabriel, but she looked less ceremonial, with a lack of golden accents and designs upon her dress. Not only that, but she had a black bodysuit underneath, clearly ready for a skirmish.
"Late, are we? And I also see you brought a full guard detail." Azazel stretched his arms, clearly bored.
"Sorry, but not everyone's so carefree." Rizevim responded with the same snarky tone.
Vali had wondered why it was necessary for her grandfather to attend. He was no longer leader of the devils, having created the Four Satan seats just to replace him. He didn't hold a say over what had happened to their future like before.
"Well, Serafall couldn't make it, so I got called in at the last minute." Rizevim then took his seat.
"Now that we've all arrived, let's begin." Michael removed the minor jabs from the room.
"Yes, let's start by airing things out." Kokabiel huffed.
"Is this really a peace talk?" Rizevim sighed.
"If you want to be friends, then be honest." Azazel shrugged.
"Very well, then. Do start." Rizevim looked at the Governor.
"I was about to." Azazel shrugged.
Taking out a folder, he placed copies of them onto the desk.
(Kingdom Hearts 2.5 OST: Organization XIII. Play Song.)
"Over the past several months, rogue fallen angels have been infiltrating Kuoh. In contrast to that, I stationed no one here. They've attacked several individuals and they have also attempted to spark conflicts with the Church and devils here. Thus, I will not claim responsibility for their intentions, but I will take responsibility for their actions. Beginning with that, I'll bring my knowledge of Sacred Gears to the table. I'm well aware that the angels and devils have been reincarnating humans, but since God is no longer here it limits everything."
Yes, this was not a secret amongst the mythical society. The God of the Bible was no more in this universe. Alongside the Four Satans, the five of them had perished near the end of the Great War between angels, demons, and fallen angels. Of course, humanity was ignorant of this fact, for faith was detrimental to the power of certain functions of pantheons.
"Since God died at the end of the war, the Holy System has suffered a decrease in capability. One of those losses, included a large portion of data and information about Sacred Gears. Through my research, I've recovered tons of it." Azazel grinned like a kid who'd won a prize at a fair.
"I see. I believe I must also profess that stray exorcists have been coming here. Many of them have been expelled because of their depravity and bloodthirst. For that, I apologize. In compensation, Heaven has seen it fit, that we offer our magic information. Blessings are a specialty of angels. Many crafts such as holy swords are made through blessings, which hold unparalleled strength. With restraint, we can lend that information to this alliance."
"That's quite amazing. Sacred Gear data, which might even have info about Balance Breakers and magic that can create blessed and powerful weapons and equipment. If I didn't know any better, it sounds like a war is brewing." Rizevim tapped his finger on the table.
"To match that, we will also offer information. I understand that Heaven is having trouble creating a reincarnation system. The success rate is reported to be 47.83%. Our Evil Piece system works at 100%. At a general point of view, all of our species' are dying out. I have no care for old grudges. I merely wish to see the continuation of my people, unabated. I'm sure you all feel the same. Thus, we will give you the necessary information to perfect your reincarnation systems." Sirzechs cut in.
Vali was quite shocked. She expected more animosity between the three factions. Yet, they were quite civil with one another. With a closer look, she immediately understood. She looked right at Michael, Azazel, Sirzechs, and her grandfather's eyes. They lacked a certain luster that was common amongst the younger generation. They were tired, tired of war and death. They just wanted peaceful and quiet days now. It scared her slightly to imagine the things that they'd seen. If anything, it made her wish for peace too, if just to alleviate this burden from her family's shoulders.
"Going back to what Rizevim said, there is cause for all this exchange of 'aggressive' resources." Michael said.
"I'm sure you've all noticed. A bunch of troublemakers keep showing up across all lands and are stirring up trouble. Those snotty brats have been poking at my fences." Azazel followed.
"Yes, I've also caught wind of them. They call themselves the Khaos Brigade." Michael nodded.
"Yeah, they've been causing trouble in our domain too. Their most recent stunt was the theft of some cargo from one of our suppliers." Rizevim scoffed.
"At the moment, we've confirmed that they are an organized syndicate, bent on stealing precious relics, particularly ones of great power and history. To add to that, wherever they've been sighted, someone's gone missing or was killed. They're not tied to a specific pantheon or race, so there's some sort of unity there. One of the reasons this Alliance was proposed, was because of the threat they pose. They're taking small actions now, but I know that it'll escalate." Michael explained.
"You know a lot, Michael." Kokabiel derisively smirked.
"If you're referring to the past, then know that I've long come to terms with that." Michael merely sighed.
"Then, let's continue. We've agreed with the minimum of trade, so let's talk about the why." Azazel lazily stretched.
"It's no secret that our kinds are dying out. At this point, we're forced to reincarnate different species in order to maintain our numbers. Therefore, it's a good idea to declare a peace treaty. I know I speak for all of us when I saw that we don't have the numbers to have another war. Besides, it's just a petty waste of lives." Sirzechs looked around.
"True. With the demise of our creator, the angels ability to repopulate has been severely diminished." Michael nodded.
"Aren't you glad that you don't have to have that purity crap anymore, though? You can finally indulge in carnal urges." Azazel laughed.
"We've always been allowed to do so, but not to the point that we'd fall." Michael sighed, almost exasperated with Azazel's behavior.
"Virgin." Azazel chuckled.
"As for the devils, we've also been in the red zone. We're still recuperating from civil war, so it's clear that nobody's got the bullets and people to shoot guns. So, let's skip all the bush-beating and declare peace. The past shouldn't repeat itself." Rizevim sighed.
"Speaking of the past, I have some information. It concerns whether or not our world gets to keep spinning." Kokabiel took out papers from his coat.
Throwing it onto the table, Kokabiel leered at Rizevim.
"Do explain why that abomination is with you."
Vali looked closely and was stunned with the contents. Inside the folder was a picture of Issei with his manifested gauntlet.
"What?!" Azazel, Gabriel, and Michael nearly fell out of their seats.
The color drained from their faces and their breaths stopped. Whatever they were thinking, it was clearly unimaginable since it shocked such ancient beings like them.
"My intel states that the rogue fallen angels attacked him and he awakened his gauntlet. Your granddaughter protected him and you brought him into your protection. Tell me, are you getting your own weapon ready for war?" Kokabiel demanded.
Rizevim's casual atmosphere instantly changed. His eyes narrowed and his grin turned into tightened lips. So, this was why he was here. He was to answer for harboring Issei, a coveted target.
"Rizevim, is this true?" Azazel looked at his nephew, deadly serious as well.
The only one who looked curious was Sirzechs. For a young leader, he'd yet to be exposed to the contents and history of what the elders knew. He had the love of his people, but there were still some secrets that were kept from him.
"What is the significance of this boy?" He asked.
"So, you didn't even bother to tell your successor?" Kokabiel grit his teeth, grinning with a sneer.
"I'd intended to tell you all once I'd confirmed my suspicions. At first, I wasn't sure. I thought he simply had a plain Sacred Gear. However, it's been made clear that it's exactly what it looks like. The boy is host to Bahamut. I sheltered him because I didn't know if anyone wanted him as a weapon, nor could I risk it. We've all seen what Bahamut did in the past. That must never be allowed to happen again. Ever." Rizevim admitted.
"So, you kept that bargaining chip hidden up your sleeve, waiting for the right time, is that it?" Azazel glared at Rizevim.
"Was all that talk of peace and change mere nonsense?" Michael calmly asked, but the atmosphere around him was growing intense.
Vali was growing nervous. The entire meeting was crashing down and it had barely started. Everyone was now directing their hostility right at the devils for protecting Issei. Now, she understood why Rizevim was so adamant about her not saying a thing about Issei. He was a trigger for war.
"I kept him a secret because we all know what Bahamut can do. None of us have forgotten. Your suspicions of me are the same that I had of you all. Tell me, what do you know of him? Don't bother lying, because I know you all were watching him. Heaven has eyes from above and the fallen angels have ears from the shadows. Don't point your fingers at me when you all were observing him as well. If you weren't, those rogue fallen angels wouldn't have been so hesitant and careful about trying to abduct him." Rizevim glared back.
"Grandmother, who's Bahamut?" Vali asked as she and the others watched from the sidelines.
"The Abyssal Dragon of Calamity. Nobody knows how it came to be or why it exists. We simply knew that it existed as a neutral force in our world. Its power was unrivaled, outmatching the likes of Albion and Draig combined. Its mana supply was nearly endless and its wrath was dreaded by all. Bahamut was responsible for one of the most horrific disasters in all of existence. Everyone's scared of it."
Vali was speechless. Such a thing was living inside Issei's soul?
'Albion, you lied.' She growled in her head.
'Yes, so?'
'Why?!'
'Because the boy would never sleep if he knew. He wasn't raised in the battlefield. He wasn't prepared for such a destiny. He merely suffered misfortune. Bahamut is unlike anything you've ever seen and if you knew what we elders knew, then you'd never want to know either.' Albion responded calmly.
While Vali and Albion spoke, Rizevim gave his explanation.
"I've observed the boy for the past several months since my granddaughter came into contact with him. Not once has the boy showed any savagery or any sort of aggression, aside from his survival instincts. The Gear only manifests itself to protect him, nothing more. As things are, I do not believe that the boy will go out of control. Bahamut is not him. His soul was torn from his flesh and placed inside a Sacred Gear. However, we know too little about him to say anything for certain. Still, I can swear that the boy means no harm. He merely suffered a curse at birth."
"Perhaps, but that doesn't mean that he can't become a danger. Much like the Heavenly Dragons, the boy can still go berserk. I say we kill him before he can cause another calamity." Kokabiel suggested.
"No!" Vali cried out.
She bit her lip to stop herself but it was too late. Her outburst caught everyone's attention. She cursed herself for her sudden spike of emotions. The threat on her friend's life had caused her to forget her professionalism. This was probably a bad move.
"No?" Azazel asked.
Vali was undeterred by all of the gazes set upon her.
"Why do you believe different actions are necessary?" Michael asked.
Vali took a moment to think about her answer.
"I've known him for months. I am Albion's host. As a dragon spirit, he would also be able to sense Bahamut much better than most others."
"Indeed. As of now, Bahamut has not stirred once inside the boy's soul." Albion added.
"Disaster always needs time to build itself." Kokabiel countered.
"Why so desperate to talk about preventing disaster and war, Kokabiel? As far as I remember, you've always loved it." Rizevim narrowed his eyes.
Azazel scoffed. Rizevim had a point. Before the Great War was halted, Kokabiel protested for its continuation. He'd used to push for having the fallen angels win the war.
"Can't honestly say I'm fond of that dragon." Kokabiel sneered.
"Hyoudou Issei isn't a monster, nor has he shown any signs of being a threat. Even when fallen angels attacked, he didn't lose control. He focused on simple survival. He's not a threat to anyone. He's only been trying to learn more about himself." Vali continued where she left off.
"And are you aware of what happened with Bahamut? Would you dare know the truth?" Michael gently asked.
"Vali, Bahamut is feared for good reason. Their claims aren't unfounded." Rizevim added.
Despite all he said, the others had a good point. Issei was dangerous to all.
"Please don't misunderstand me and I mean no disrespect, however, I believe that taking his life is a terrible mistake. He has done nothing wrong. We all came here, desiring peace. However, if we take his life, then what point is there in doing all this? It would void all of this desire for peace and it would only bring cheap security. It only shows that we're just trying to protect ourselves, only, and not trying to change and understand others. To kill him because of his potential is something that only cowards do when they want to retain their power. It's just wrong to destroy someone or something without giving them a chance and without allowing them a chance to show who they truly are. If we attack whatever scares us, then we'd be no better than our war-mongering predecessors and enemies." Vali declared.
She wondered if she'd triggered the ire of the leaders in front of her. Kokabiel glared at her, as if analyzing her motives. Rizevim was faced away from her but she could tell that he was feeling neutral. Michael's eyes were downcast, contemplating her words. Azazel merely smiled, a hint of pride in his gaze. The same could be said of Sirzechs.
"You've raised her well." Michael smiled.
"You have a point, Hakuryuukou." Azazel shrugged.
"Then if we do not destroy him, what is to become of the boy?" Sirzechs asked.
"History cannot repeat itself, so aggression will not be used with the boy. I propose we keep watch over him. He's a lost child. He doesn't even know that he's host to the Dragon of Calamity. One wrong move and we'd all be screwed. I will take responsibility for him and ensure his protection and instructing. I will swear it on my life." Rizevim declared.
"So be it." Michael nodded.
"However, that also makes me wonder…why did you send an agent to watch the boy?" Rizevim looked at Gabriel.
"I was curious as to who the boy was. I wanted to see if he was like Bahamut or if he had enough of a will to be his own self. In short, I wanted to confirm his personality."
"So, you wanted to see if he was going to blow up, I see." Rizevim scoffed.
"So, I take it that we're all agreeing on peace then?" Kokabiel sighed.
"You sound happy, Kokabiel." Azazel raised a brow.
"Kind of. I'm just glad I don't have to get blown up by that thing." Kokabiel smirked.
Suddenly, everyone felt an uncomfortable twinge pass through every fiber of their being. It was like having a grating itch rub their skin.
"It also means you all get to die together." Kokabiel snickered.
(Fairy Tail OST: Century End's War. Play Song.)
At that instant, the fallen angel snapped his fingers, igniting a spell that blasted the school into ash, engulfing the entire area in fire and smoke. Earthquakes shook the entire area of Kuoh, causing panic and hysteria with this random series of vibrations. Those who were in the room at the time blocked with magic, but all that they could see was fire, smoke, and debris.
Meanwhile, Issei was patiently waiting at home, passing the time exercising and reading. Suddenly, he heard a knock at the door.
"Hello…" A butler could be heard opening the door.
Suddenly, a loud thud drummed to his ears. Instantly, Issei felt a dark twitch in his gut. He felt uncomfortable. Putting his book down, Issei stepped towards the door to the Library. The moment his fingers touched the doorknob, the wooden board was smashed apart. A fist gripped him his neck from behind the threshold and yanked him outside the room.
Getting a good look at his attacker, he found that the one who was assaulting him was a young woman with glasses and brown hair tied into a bun. She wore a rather revealing outfit, exposing her thighs and her cleavage. Not only that, but she was also holding a wooden staff that looked like it was meant for magic, given its unusual design.
"So, you're the Host they were talking about. I'm disappointed. I was hoping for some fun but all I got was a little boy who's no different from a toddler."
"Who are you?" Issei choked out.
"Your future ruler." The woman smirked.
"Enough playing around. Let's get him to the others." Another voice echoed from a magic circle next to the woman's ear.
Issei couldn't see or hear much more as the grip around his throat tightened. Air felt like it was being squeezed out of his lungs as his consciousness faded to black as his eyes closed.
(Fairy Tail OST: Century End's War. End Song.)
Alright, so that ends this chapter. To be honest, kind of wanna skip ahead to a part of the story that I'm looking forward to writing, but I know better. Gotta do the usual and write and build up to that point. Still, I'm a little more satisfied with how things are going. Things seem a little rushed, but to be honest, I don't like writing training scenes because I don't view it as too important to the story anymore. I'd rather show the improvements in genuine fight scenes. I find that I'm slowly starting to find my writing style at this point. Kind of makes me happy.
Anyways, thanks for reading this chapter. Please feel free to leave me your thoughts, I'll make sure to read them, and I will see you next time.
