Here we are-the end of Season 1 (well, at least the main events). Hope it's great! So here's the next episode, enjoy!
In a place filled with flames, Issei asked, "Who are you?"
"Right now, you are not using your power to its full extent," a familiar woman's voice replied.
"Your voice sounds so familiar..."
"You will never become stronger if you keep that up."
"That's right...I saw you in a dream once..." The brown-haired girl herself was floating in the flames, her eyes closed.
"You are a special little girl whose body hosts a dragon, so stop being pathetic or the White One will laugh at you."
"The White One? Who is that?"
"She will appear before you one day. You two are destined to fight each other, after all. That is why you need to become strong. I can always share my power with you, so rest assured, it will be worth the sacrifice. Show them the dragon in you."
The girl then shot her eyes open in surprise. "Dragon?! Then you're-" The same female red dragon appeared out of the flames and roared before looking down at her.
"I am the Red Dragon Empress, Benyw-the female Welsh Dragon," she introduced herself.
"Benyw?" Issei asked.
"I happen to reside in your left arm." The perverted girl then looked down at her left arm, which was burning in flames. She shrieked in pain...
And shot up from her bed, panting and putting a hand over her heart. She looked at her hand and sighed in relief. It was nothing but a dream... she thought. However, she realized that she was in her pajamas. She looked around to see that she was in her bedroom. Why? she thought as she swung her legs to the edge of the bed. However, she remembered something-Richard embracing Risa, distressed and crying. She gasped, her pupils shrinking. President!
Episode 12: I'm Keeping My Promise!-Part 1
"I see that you're awake now," Grafier's voice said, startling the female pervert. She saw the butler appear from a magic circle that began to disappear.
"Grafier-san?" she asked before standing up. "Who really won? What happened to President?"
He closed his eyes and answered, "Risa-sama won the game."
Issei gasped. So she wasn't imagining that? "Why?"
"Richard-sama resigned."
Her eyes filled with sorrow. "H-he really did?"
He nodded. "Yes."
Her eyes began to water up. What she heard wasn't fake. It was all real. "N-no. No, President is the last person I know who'd admit defeat and resign!"
The grey-haired man opened his eyes and looked at her. "It was only because Risa-sama tried to kill you."
Right...I can remember a little... she thought, placing her hand on her forehead. That bitch must have beaten the other memories out of me...
"As Risa-sama continued beating you, you refused to give up."
Seeing a crying Richard, he said with a sad smile, "Isa...you've done so well. I'm proud. Everything is alright now. I'm glad, I'm very glad." He continued to let the tears stream across his cheeks and sadly smiled wide. "Good work, Isa."
She remembered and began to cry, clenching her fists and her breath becoming shaky. "That's what happened after all, huh?" she asked before sobbing a little. "It's my fault...showing off like I'm all that when in reality...I'm nothing but a weak little girl..." She then realized something. "Wh-what about everyone else?"
"Asher-san is nursing you here under Richard-sama's orders," Grafier answered. "Everyone else, however, is in the demon realm as his attendants."
"A-attendants?"
"For Risa-sama and Richard-sama's engagement party."
Her pupils shrunk at the words "engagement party". "Wh-what?!" There was an engagement party NOW? Right now? But Richard...she remembered what he said...
"I want someone who actually loves me. Not as the son of the Gremory household, but just me, Richard. They may be conflicting ideals, but I still hold onto this dream, small as it is."
Risa didn't love him as Richard. Not at all. "I-I'm so sorry...President..." she muttered as she remembered another quote of him.
"Aim to be the mightiest pawn, Isa. You should be able to be one. You are my cute servant after all."
"Become strong, Isa."
Sitting on her bed now, she covered her face with her hands and sobbed. "I failed to become the strongest pawn..." she muttered. "I'm weak...I'm so weak! Why am I so weak?! I wish I wasn't so damn weak!" She continued sobbing.
Though his face was blank, Grafier did feel a little bad for her. Still, he needed to remind her. "You're still in denial, I see," he stated. "Sir Richard is following his family's tradition. Besides, even he would settle this through a match."
"I know that, but..." she replied in a shaky voice. "President is accepting something he hates! He's forced to accept what his parents decide for him! I can't stand it!" An image of Richard crying and looking distressed embracing a rather nonchalant Risa. "I can't stand him with that stupid whore!" She couldn't stop thinking badly of herself since she was unable to change the fate given to Richard. She wish she could, but she can't.
Grafier chuckled, however, causing her to stop sobbing and look up at him, who was in front of her. "You are an interesting girl," he said to her...smiling.
She sniffled and said, "H-huh?"
"I have seen many kinds of devils over the years, but you're the first one to ever show what's on your mind and follow it so honestly. Sirzeca-sama also found you interesting as well." He slid a hand in his jacket pocket and handed her a brown slip with a magic circle on it.
"A...a magic circle?" she questioned.
"You can teleport to the party anytime with this."
She looked at him with a concerned look before sniffling. "Does that mean I have to be his attendant too?"
"I quote Sirzeca-sama, 'If you want to take my brother back, then please crash the party.' That was directed to you when she gave me this." Believing him, she took the slip and looked at the back of it. She saw a different kind of magic circle on it. It had many crests, the one in the middle consisting of four wings and a crown on a heart and a few other symbols connected to it. "That side should help you once you've taken him back." He then stepped back and disappeared into the magic circle.
As it disappeared, she stood up and looked at it once more. She already decided. She dried her tears and stopped sniffling, gripping on the slip. "I don't need to decide," she whispered to herself.
The door to her room opened and revealed Asher in a plain grayish-green shirt with matching pants carrying a bowl of soup. His eyes widened at the sight of her. "I-Issei-san?" he questioned. She looked at him in surprise. Before she could move, he dropped the soup, letting it spill all over the floor, and embraced her, knocking both of them down onto bed. The female pervert's face flushed red.
"A-Asher-kun!" she exclaimed. She then heard him whimpering, which made her ask, "What's wrong?"
Tears flowing down his cheeks, the blonde-haired male replied, "Thank God-" He got another headache, making him grunt, but he shook it off. "I'm so glad you're conscious now! Although you were completely healed, you didn't wake up for two days! I worried you would never...wake up..."
Two days?! Issei thought in surprise. She felt like she was unconscious for only a minute. However, she was glad she's awake, so she embraced him back and said, "It's alright now, Asher-kun. I'm sorry I made you worry."
Blushing as well, he raised himself over her and replied, "It's okay. As long as you're fine, Issei-san, I'm fine. That's all I need." He then embraced her once more, the two of them blushing hard. She embraced him back once more however. It always felt good whenever he's hugging/embracing her.
She stopped embracing him and said, "Asher-kun, I need you to listen."
He raised himself above her again and replied, "Okay."
Her face turned serious as she stated, "I'm going to go see the President."
His eyes only widened a little. "Not to congratulate him, right?"
She shook her head. "No, I'm going to bring him back."
He gasped a little before turning serious and suggesting, "Then let me come with you!"
Her eyes widened at his suggestion. "Asher-kun!" She shook her head though. "No, you have to stay here."
"But I don't WANT to stay here! I can fight with you..." He paused to hold her hand, the both of them blushing more. "And I can use magic now! I want to do more than just being protected!"
She smiled at him. "I appreciate the offer, but it'll be quick: I'll just confront Risa, bring her down, and-"
"No!" he retorted, gripping on her hand tightly. "You'll be worn out, covered in blood, and look all battered up again!" His eyes began to water, a couple more tears dropping. "I don't want to see you like that again..." Without a second thought...Issei placed her hand on Asher's cheek, making him stop crying and look down at her.
"I won't die, Asher-kun, no matter what," she said calmly with a smile. "Remember when I made it out alive when I saved you?" He let a few more tears drop, the right ones being washed away by Issei's hand.
"Then...promise me one thing," he said as he laced his free hand with hers.
She looked slightly puzzled. "Promise?" she asked.
"That you'll bring back the President here, no matter what!"
She smiled at him. "I promise." She gently squeezed his hand, making him smile as well. "I also need you to help me with something." He looked concerned. What was she going to ask him?
...
Both were then sitting on the bed together, holding hands. "You're the only one I can ask to do this, Asher-kun," she said. "What do you say?"
He nodded at her and spoke in a solemn voice, "I'll do it. If you say so..." He let go off her hands, got off the bed, and exited the room. She smiled at him.
"Thank you so much..." she whispered before closing her eyes and losing her smile. "Hey, can you hear me? I need to talk." She felt her left hand pulse. She opened her eyes and looked down at it. "Come out now, Empress of the Red Dragon, Benyw!" The middle of her hand began to glow green, as if it were the orb there.
"What is it now, little girl?" the dragon asked, surprising the girl. "What do you want to talk about?"
She looked down at her hand with a serious face and replied, "I want to make a deal."
In the demon realm inside of a royal castle, Richard was in his changing room, stepping in front of the mirror to look at himself with it. He was trimmed and proper in his black tuxedo. A small version of the golden Phenex crest was etched onto a pocket. He sighed. "This was supposed to be an engagement party, but this looks more like the tuxedo I would wear at the wedding," he stated.
"Exactly~!" replied Risa as she appeared into a room with a magic circle. Her long hair was tied up in a bun and she wore a white corset that hugged her large breasts and slim body and matching lingerie underwear and a garterbelt. She had a beautiful red flower pinned next to her bun and wore red lipstick.
The butlers who were around Richard looked at her, one of them saying, "Uh-Risa, you can't. This area is strictly for men."
She walked to her fiance, holding a hand up to one of the butlers. "Awww~, now don't be so rigid now~. I AM the star of the party, after all-well, me AND the groom~."
Richard looked at her in disgust and asked, "What are you wearing?"
She giggled as she approached him and ran her finger under his chin. "A preview of what you're going to see during our private wedding night~," she answered. "That means you can't touch yet~."
He growled at her and retorted, "I don't wish to, anyway. And I'm not the groom just yet, so what is with this tuxedo?"
"It's perfect~, don't you see~?" Her hand then ran down his tuxedo. "Like my dress, it'll show every devil in this world the bonding between the Phenex and the Gremory households~. Doesn't wearing this make it more easy for you to give up~?" She laughed evilly as she let her hand off of his chest and walked away, Richard looking at her angrily. "Don't worry, handsome~, your tuxedo will be on a whole different level, the same level as my dress~! The Phenex tradition is to make it the most beautiful dress and yours the most trimmed and proper tuxedo~, both decorated with the wings of the phoenix~!" She then disappeared in flames.
"What horrible taste she has," the red-haired male muttered quietly to himself. "As expected from the whorish daughter of such a pretentious household." He sighed as he looked down at the ground, remembering the end of the Rating Game.
Issei fell down on the roof, making Richard gasp and run to her, breaking his embrace with Risa. "Isa! ISA!" he yelled with tears still streaming from his eyes. He approached her, knelt down, and picked her head up.
"Pr...President..." she muttered in pain. "I won't...lose..." She then was rendered unconscious. He placed a hand on her bruised cheek.
"Isa, you haven't completely mastered your magical powers yet..." he whispered to her. "And you have virtually no battle experience." He began to cry and smile sadly. "You worked so hard even when you're injured so severely...you can be so stupid." He closed his eyes and lost his smile, shaking his head. "No, I'm the stupid one here. I was going to lose you..." He then hugged her close to him, never wanting to let go of her. "My cute...precious..."
Isa... he thought sadly. He would have no idea what to do if he let Risa finish her off. He couldn't imagine that. He can't imagine that. It was impossible for him to do so since he...he loved Issei very much.
"Richard-sama, it's time," one of the butlers informed, making him break out of his train of thought. Right, he needed to go through the party, no matter how tedious it was.
Done! What do you think?
Fem!Ddraig's name was hard to decide for me. I decided to go with Benyw (Beh-new) since that means "female" in Welsh, though that's a nickname for "Benywaiddraig", which (according to Google Translate anyway) means "female dragon". If you have any better names for her though, please tell me in the reviews!
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