The Witch King's Reincarnation into a Useless Pervert
When Raynare killed Issei, a different dying soul took place that should have been his own.
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Warning: Rated M for adult content
Chapter 9: Collateral Damage
It was evident that parents knew their child the best and as Malekith found the empty apartment, with no trace of them, he knew that they too had come to a conclusion that he was not their child despite using his body.
I see that your disguise is slowly being worn at the seams Ddraig rumbled and the Witch King had to agree, even if it was for the best for Issei Hyoudou to finally die.
"Indeed, there is no one who knows their child better than a parent" a part of why Morathi remained alive for so long "They were lucky to leave instead of confronting me"
Would you have killed them with their son's hands, how cruel of you…
"Their fate was forfeit, which means as of this moment Issei Hyoudou has disappeared without a trace" The Witch King looked at the apartment and let the wave of Ulgu wash over it, its tentacles prodding every corner for devices that covertly could have recorded him. Only after his negotiations with Sizerchs, Malekith had discovered them and much to his distaste found one in his room, which would explain his current situation.
Underneath the shadow tendrils the plastic device was destroyed, which meant that the Devil needed to act before any further action could be implemented. Pulling out his phone he called Raynare as the situation got marginally higher.
On the other end of the device, the arrogant female voice answered
"Yes Lord Malekith"
"Hyoudous have discovered me, it is time"
"Oh, It was bound to happen eventually, should I send Kalawarner or the regulars"
"Regulars and Kalawarner if things go south, this must be done cleanly or else I will take it out on you"
You truly are merciless, heh. At least you will not do it wearing his face. The dragon rumbled and the voice disappeared, no longer intent on annoying the sorcerer, who had no patience for Raynare's jokes.
On the other end, the Fallen angel was almost purring "I hope its not the whip again, I have been a good girl~"
"I assure you will not enjoy this" he snarled and hung up the phone, immediately he dialled another number.
"Yes, it's Malekith. Yes, its' time"
As he put the device into the breast pocket of his suit, the help he requested arrived without pause.
Through a poral of devil magic in the kitchen appeared a devil, looking like a slightly overweight and elderly man, wearing a bowler hat and a walrus moustache. Seeing Malekith, he tipped his hat and set his leather briefcase onto the countertop.
"What do you need?" behind the thick bottle end glasses a lizard like eyes squinted and Malekith pointed at himself "a corpse look alike"
"Huh, parents didn't like your new appearance?" the Devil looked him up and down as he started to rummage through the briefcase.
"Something like that, Clarence" he simply nodded.
Clarence was a stray devil, a career criminal in life he was resurrected by a devil who ran afoul with the Fallen Angels half a century ago and since then the portly devil had plied his trade all across the world, keeping one step ahead of Heaven who loathed Devils, Hell who detested renegades and the Fallen who had hated him on the principle.
Yet Clarence was not especially powerful Devil, what he had was a keen nose for sniffing out danger and a mindset for trade that would have made him a wealthy man had he been born in better circumstances. Malekith had first met Clarence, when he had tried to protect a minor criminal client from the Witch King's wrath. The stray had managed to impress the nascent devil and had become his shadowy appendage operating for creature comforts and a master who knew his worth.
He knew not about the soul cage, and he was one of many whose loyalty was secured by this way.
"I think that this will do just well" the man pulled out a pale doll with the proportions of a teenager "just prick your finger and imagine how you want the doll to look"
"What is it?"
"Oh, this one? A homunculus mortis, from the remnants of a german wizard's workshop. As he croaked in Argentina, his collection was up for grabs, these babies were especially nifty during the end of Second World War. They came in all shapes and sizes, imagine that…" the criminal continued to chatter as Malekith pierced his finger with his nails and let the blood drop onto the forehead of the doll.
It's form shifted and grew, skin tone changing to suit that of Issei Hyoudo and soon enough Malekith could see the very much life-like copy of Issei's body growing to full size on the countertop.
"Jesus, why do they have to grow so damn quickly" the moustached man cursed under his breath as he scrambled to take away his worn briefcase, before the homunculus could knock it from the desk.
Seeing the copy of his own body looking at him, Malekith was slightly unnerved by what he saw. It was not him, but it was how he had looked the first time he awoke in this world.
"Now he might not fool anyone who knows great deal of magic, but it did fool most medical examiners, 30% of the time it's not a suicide if an important person does it"
"Is it alive?" The Witch King asked, and the devil shook his head
"This one lacks a soul, much like a jewish golem, what can it do is walk and that's all"
"Is that so? Are there limits to his cognitive abilities?"
"It's dumb as rocks and can't speak, can't open doors or use weapons- it was a reason why it was created so practically inept"
"Have you decided on how you're going to kill it?" Clarence asked helpfully and to Malekith it almost seemed that the devil almost wanted to do the deed himself.
"I will throw him off the school roof tomorrow" Malekith said, inspecting the brainless and mute body that laid before him.
"Your payment be wired as the body dies" the devil nodded and after closing the briefcase, he nodded and left elven sorcerer alone with a flash of a magic circle. Defenstration was not one of his favoured ways to deal with living problems, where stabbing, poisoning, crushing, burning and hanging could do the same with more certainty and inventive solutions from the assassin.
"We need to talk" Malekith's disguised as Issei stood in the door to her class, whispers and muffled insults was all that were natural for one of the Perverted Trio.
"What is it? Don't you have Kendo club girls to peep on" she raised one neat eyebrow, as much as she had no problem with him, she had a persona to keep up and for Malekith to approach her in public like this it was quite out of character for him, to put it plainly.
"Please Rias-senpai, it's really important" he begged and to Rias it was something that now couldn't be denied, especially since it almost sounded desperate. Who knew that Malekith could be a decent actor, though he couldn't change the steel hidden in those eyes.
She sighed deeply, rolling her eyes, as to feel in character for her role as one of the Two Great Ladies of Kuoh "Very well, I shall spare you some dignity and listen to what you have to say, but don't expect a positive answer"
"It's all I ask" he nodded; hands balled in fists. It was almost textbook, how they played the part. Much to the surprise of her classmates, the redhead beauty stood up and followed the peer judged lowlife out of the class.
They found themselves on the school rooftop, where Malekith turned to Rias, his green eyes dispelling the masquerade. Before he did that wind started to blow, little too forcefully for the spring, but enough that she was sure none who were listening in could hear them converse. Since there were many interested parties.
"I want you to be aware that after you'll leave the rooftop, Issei Hyoudou will commit suicide" he informed her as if talking about the weather, making her blink at the sheer ridiculousness of the statement.
"What?" she shook her head in disbelief "How? Why? You're not making sense right now"
"Issei's parents planted a hidden camera in Issei's bedroom, it is likely that they are aware about us" the elven devil turned away from her, facing the chain-link fence that surrounded the rooftop, to prevent easy access to any would be jumpers. Not that it would really prevent anyone from taking their own life this way.
The knowledge that this had happened was bad, to say the least and Rias had to inform Sona and her brother of what had happened. It was regrettable, but the secrecy needed to be had or else humans could grow wise to the monsters among them.
"I see" she still didn't understand how he would do it, though "Do you need me to have it taken care of? I mean it must be hard-"
"I already took care of it" Malekith's posture slouched "They will meet their son in the afterlife and the homunculus I purchased with his image will fool the medical examiners"
As he had uttered those words, her worldview seemed to shift a little bit. No longer Malekith was a just an elven king from Tolkien's books, but someone of a darker disposition found in the more recent western literature
"I see so, this meeting for us is your last act as Issei Hyoudou, to wash me from Issei's history?"
"Indeed." He nodded as wind blew the brown hair and Rias couldn't help but wonder how life would look if instead of the sorcerer, Issei had survived.
"Would you at least be willing to tell me what do the contents of your suicide note?"
"It is simple, Issei was masking his depression by acting as a happy go lucky pervert, he felt that he was destined to be alone and his last meeting with you a cry for help as Rias Gremory seemed the kindest girl he had ever met. He does not blame her, but the actions and inactions from his side that led him there."
"It's…sad and somewhat…plausible…" she struggled to get the words out and to this, the dark-haired devil shrugged.
"I did put efforts to make it realistic" he said "the other two buffoons saw me write it, but I rewrote the letter without them noticing it. Now it would be best if you'd simply leave me here. I intend to use the homunculus during the next period"
"During the politics tests? How kind of you, Malekith" she used his name and to her it seemed apt as no more she would need to pretend that he was someone else.
"From what I could gather of Issei Hyoudou, he seemed a very kind boy" the devil sounded almost serene at the moment. She wished that perhaps there was something that she could do as no matter his age, this shouldn't have been easy, but to keep up the charade, Rias needed to play her part.
Swiftly turning on her heel, she walked to the rooftop door and closed them behind her, as girls from her class swarmed her.
One brown haired girl asked, "What did Issei-baka want, Rias-sama?"
"He wanted to confess; I stopped him before it could come to that."
When Malekith had said he would commit suicide of Issei's identity on the next period he had truly meant him. Circling the correct answer, she could only manage to catch a glimpse of a body sailing past the school windows. Immediately the homeroom teacher rushed to the window and opened it, pale as a sheet of paper.
"Oh god, someone jumped!" the boy sitting nearest to the window shouted and as the rest of the class ran to the windows, abandoning their tests and she was one of them, driven by morbid curiosity at her the handiwork of her lover. No, lover was not the right word as her own feelings on the matter was now conflicting especially with his most recent actions. Yet there was no way that Hyoudou's would have lived either way as they possessed evidence of the Devil's existence.
By the look of some girls of her class, Rias knew that the next weeks would be quite hard for her. She wanted to curse him for these actions, but she knew that it was her own fault for not limiting his freedom, but could Rias really tame such a being as Malekith of Naggarythe?
"Please don't do this!" a bespectacled, middle-aged man cried as together with his wife, another brown-haired woman, the hands of the two tied with zip-ties "We saw nothing! Please!"
Kalawarner did not want this to spare any more time on this than it was absolutely necessary. She had been interrupted from her weekly marathon of reading by a hollering from Raynare, which meant that the either she was horny or that she had a job for her. A lustful Grigori was a fun Grigori, but if she had a job for her, then Raynare was about to be a figurative pain in her ass.
Turned out that she was right as their Satan of a boss had sent a specific hit for two middle aged people, that were related to the current identity of Malekith or Issei Hyoudou. It just so happened to be the parents of the deceased brat, whose body housed the evil being.
While in her first meeting, she and Asia hadn't thought much about it, Malekith was rotten to the bone. All angels knew how sinful the being had been from a glance and the reincarnated Devil was a void, far darker than anyone had seen.
"I'm afraid that it can't be done" under her paper cow mask, the statuesque angel shook her head and nudged her head in the direction of the other masked men, who were standing by the nearby empty grave that had been done for the express purpose.
"Take solace that your death will be instant" she spoke, and her wings beheaded the two instantly. It was the greatest kindness she could give the two of humans that were destined to die.
These henchmen Raynare had given her were devout cultists of the reincarnated Devil who had come from a Yakuza clan Malekith had subjugated. Ever since he had shown his strange power, they had forsaken the Shinto deities and had started to worship the Shogun of Shadows instead. If the green eyed being knew of this, he was fine of the cult of personality that surrounded him.
Their criminal organization had finally decided on their image, which was a black image of a demonic looking head with four large horns, pointed ears and a sharp toothed maw. They called themselves the Shadow Syndicate and they had Malekith's acceptance of the ridiculous title.
As the bodies were thrown into the graves followed by the decapitated heads, Kalawarner couldn't shake the feeling that they had been late. It was irrational, but the last call on the mobile phone the male Hyoudou had possessed was marked as .
Finding the couple was easy, they were staying at a hotel in Kyoto and had booked two tickets for a plane to England in the earliest flight they could manage. It was easy for her to teleport in and snatch the two of them and deliver at the designated location, which she did not know.
Not that she would admit to Raynare that something was wrong, but in her very bones there was a feeling that she should follow the last trail of breadcrumbs and deal with it.
"Praise the shadow, for there walks the Shogun!" one of the men proclaimed as he dropped the first shovel of dirt onto the corpses.
The digging continued and her phone started to ring.
"Your coordinates" the deep and commanding voice of the Shadow Devil rang in her ear and without hesitation, she voiced them.
From her behind, she heard "Praise be! It's him!" as from the shadows cast by the headlights stepped out Malekith's form, wrapped in shadow, reminding her of a horned spectre with green eyes spelling doom to whoever was watching.
"My lord" Kalawarner immediately knelt and was rewarded with a large hand placed on her shoulder.
It was a signal that she could move freely.
Breathing slowly, she stood up from the mossy forest floor and put her hands behind her back as she saw the yakuza cultists on full on dogeza positions in front of their being of worship.
"Rise my servants" his voice, hard as steel and deep as the moonless night commanded the suited men, who scrambled to their feet "I trust that the matter is served then?"
"Indeed Lord of Shadows, your wise messenger rid the two from the mortal world" the leader of this bunch enthusiastically nodded "We were about to bury the corpses"
"There will be no need for that" he rumbled and passed the dumbfounded gangsters to see the two corpses in the open grave "As their death was destined, It falls to me to ensure that nothing remains from them to even cast a shadow!"
"Behold, servants" Malekith's hand was alit with black flame that beguiled Kalawarner and at the same time hurt her to even look at it "the darkening flame"
As he cast the spell, she recognized some of the words he spoke, but they were too complex at her current level of Eltharin as he had described the beautifully flowing language. It almost felt as if he was singing the spell. Raynare had the best grasp for the language, but for all of their surprise, it was sweet innocent Asia who showed the most prowess with the basic set of spells Malekith had them all learn.
Black flame was launched from his extended fingers and covered the bodies immediately. It possessed no sound and no warmth, all she could see was that the bodies were burnt to nothing, swallowing everything except the earth in its wake.
"Leave no trace that we ever were here" he commanded his servants and the Blue haired Grigori straightened up as he passed her. Stopping briefly by her, she could only barely hear his next orders.
"When you return take Raynare and head to my chambers "he rested his hand on her shoulders "Your presence will be required there"
She had no need to imagine what he had in mind as for being supposedly ageless being, the green-eyed sorcerer had the libido of a teenager.
A.N:
You guys broke me.
Fine, Atlantis, ahem, correction, Ulthuan 2 the Nuclear boogaloo is a go. I repeat Ulthuan Boogaloo 2 is a go.
Though it won't happen at least until Malekith, err Shogun of Shadows is fully incarnated.
I must recommend the crossover Re:Ring Ascending in Another World by Ubimarv, really excellent stuff!
Responses to the reviews:
Grognost: Look what you made me do. Killing someone with potential is someone Malekith would do and she has such nice figure, connections to Satans and powerful to the boot. At this point killing her would be a waste. Corruption is like aging a fine wine, it takes time and Rias can become his Devil Dreadfu. DxD rehash is somewhat needed just to set the ball rolling, but the further we go, the more the plot starts to diverge.
Asharzal: You broke me, see the A.N's beginning. That aside I have someone,a bunch of familiar characters that could be the surviving elves. In fact, I think I'm going to scrap the canon DxD villains that come after Hades and replace them with fan favourites from Malekith's home turf. Naggarond's military propaganda Isekai is not going to be posted until I'm at least done with this arc.
Guest: We both know that Akeno isn't that type of a nerd to know such an obscure thing and while DxD has dwarves and elves, Tolkien's version is more popular. In mythology- Elves are usually a blanket term for fae at least in western,central, eastern and southern Europe, which is imo the case with Scandinavian Elves.
4Alucard: Tropes are tropes for a reason and I never claimed to do anything else with this. My TES/Warhammer crossover is one where I tried to do something new. Thanks for the review!
Be merry, have a nice day!
-Spook