(Chapter 9: Let me give you a Boost)
The month of September continued and was so far a pretty good one for all involved, considering that it not only meant that Luna was with her behemoth of a boyfriend again; it also meant that he had an ever-growing relationship with Riser as well; which was a delight considering their shared interest in destructive machinery..
The behemoth also felt rather good about this month as well, seeing as how he was able to use it to not only spend more time with his inner dragon and strengthen his bond with the Dragon of Domination. It also meant that his Sacred Gear had finally evolved into its true form, and Tyson couldn't be happier for it; considering that upon hearing such news he went to work on training with it, whenever possible in order to make the use of something that could make him a god-slayer in the making.
(Hagler Household, 7:26 Pm, September 15th, 2018)
It was a chilly evening as an excited Tyson had brought his younger brother and cousin outside to show them the good news.
"Alright, Tyson. What is it you had us come out here for?" Darian questioned
"Well, like you to me a few weeks and some change ago. Its better if I show y'all." Tyson replied with an excited as hell grin on his face
"Ok, fucking go for whatever the hell it is your gonna do." Freed said, motioning for the behemoth to get underway
'Here goes nothing...This is gonna be so fucking cool!" Tyson said as he called upon Ddraig's might to summon the Boosted Gear
Without any further delay, Tyson limbs began glowing with an almighty bright emerald light before bursting into a raucous inferno that surrounded the behemoth, Darian having to summon up a barrier to prevent the intense draconic flames from encroaching upon himself and Freed. All before Tyson punched his way out of the ever-swelling inferno with such force that the ground beneath them buckled as though stricken by a 6-ton hammer, revealing a grinning Tyson who wore the fully realized version of his Sacred Gear.
Which took the form of a pair of full-length scarlet-colored gauntlets and greaves, the armored gauntlets now more heavy-duty and mechanical looking,, the fists were now shaped like a mechanized boxing glove crossed with Ddraig's arms; while what looked like ports similar to a jet engine were on either side of the forearm of the gauntlets. While the greaves were shaped to be a cross between Ddraig's original limbs and plate armor that made it almost look as though his legs from the knees down had been turned into mechanized versions of Ddraig's.
Yet the notable features on the gauntlets and greaves were the set of hexagonal emeralds on the back of his fists and on his knees that had black slit pupils on them, giving them the appearance of moving eyes; all the while upon further inspection the metal on said Sacred Gear was done in a way that it almost looked like magma would flow through it.
"May I present to you, the final form of my Sacred Gear. The one, the only god-slaying item in the state of Texas! Give it up for..the Boosted Gear!" Tyson announced with a broad grin as to really sell it, he struck a pose straight out of Power Rangers
"Well, I'll be damned…. Of all the things for you to end up with, it would be somethin' that can kill literal gods." Darian said at a near loss for words
"I ain't gonna lie, that shit looks pretty awesome." Freed replied as he looked over the draconic set of gauntlets and greaves
"Thanks man. Plus there's some other cool stuff that Ddraig and I added to really make sure I can hang with you guys better." Tyson told the two
"What the hell did you add to it? You already got your super…everything, and your Haki. What else was there to add to your shizz?" Darian questioned
"Now that is something I wanna wait to surprise you with. But trust me, I've got some other stuff I've been working on with Ddraig. After that fight against that Nero guy, I've got some moves that'll knock people like hims' lights out." Tyson answered back with a semi-cocksure grin
"I'm all down for it. Just means that when we go and fight bullshit together, we have another powerhouse to back us up." Freed replied with a shrug of his shoulders
"But that does open up the whole question of what the game plan is going forward? Considering that while all 3 of us are badass powerhouses, and there's no doubt about that... However, since Tyson has his Sacred Gear fully operational. That means we have to worry about the White Dragon Emperor wanting the smoke with him." Darian wondered in what they were to do about the other Longinus wielding elephant in the room
"My game plan is to duke it out with the motherfucker, if he comes for my neck. If I can't beat him by myself, then by all means we jump him and stomp their shit together. 'Cuz don't get me wrong you guys, I love a good fight as much as the next guy. But if he's gonna jeopardize my ability to be with you guys and clap Luna's cheeks on a consistent basis. Then fuck runnin' the ones' with him, because at that point I saw we all stomp their ass out." Tyson answered back on what his game plan was if a real deal fight to the death were to happen
"I'm fine with that. If you got it handled with beating the shit out of whoever this fucker is, then go for it. If he winds up stomping you a new asshole, then I'm fine with Darian and I jumping in and helping fuck them up." Freed spoke with his almost ever-present manic grin
"Cool that your down with it. What about you, Darian. You down with the game plan?" Tyson asked, turning his attention to his little brother
"I am completely fine with it. All I ask is that when and if you do fight this guy, that you be on your absolute A-game. If this guy is supposed to be your counterpart. Then I don't want you to pull any punches when you fight 'em. So promise me that when you fight this guy, you come out balls swingin' from the jump." Darian told his brother on his opinion of the game plan
"Other than that, I will be more than happy to bring down hell on whoever this guy is supposed to be. Nobody dicks with my brother and gets away with it." Darian added
"Then I guess we're in agreement for when I have to fight the guy." Tyson said
"So what are you gonna do now? You got your god-slaying Sacred Gear; fully operational and shizz. So the next thing is where to go from here?" Darian asked his brother
"Oh, that's simple. I stay training and getting stronger…Just because I finally have the Boosted Gear as it currently is, does not mean I'm gonna slack off. If anything it means I gotta figure out all sorts of new ways on how to use it." Tyson answered back before dispelling his Sacred Gear in a flash of flame and neon green light
"Hey go fucking nuts, Tyson. The more crazy bullshit you come up with the better…Now that you have the real deal version of your gear. It means that everyone is gonna be on your ass a lot harder than what they were gonna before." Freed spoke up
"I know, and I'm gonna be ready for all of 'em or die trying. Because if there was ever a time to nut or shut up, it would be now. Since I'm gonna have my hands full dealin' with every sorry son of a bitch, that's gonna be coming for my neck." Tyson replied with a smile on his face, that showed he was ready for the dangers to come
"And we're gonna be ready for all of it. Plus we have our own combat medic to help us fuck up Devils too. So we got ourselves a damn good lineup; when we put Asia into the mix." Darian added in note of the war cleric they had at their disposal
"Oh yeah, we got a badass super priest on our side!" Tyson said in remembering Asia's capabilities as a divine spellcaster
"So I guess my chances of beating ass with all four of you guys are pretty high then." Tyson added
"Pretty fucking much. But can you put your Sacred Gear away first? I want to grab something to eat with you guys. However, Tyson rocking up with something that looks straight out of a Devil May Cry game doesn't help." Freed requested
"Don't worry, I got that covered, just give me a minute." Tyson said as in a burst of white-hot flame he dispelled the greaves and gauntlets
"Let's go get some Popeye's, I'm craving a bucket right about now." Freed told the Hagler brothers
"Sounds great to me/ Sure let's go." Both Hagler's said as Darian teleported the 3 of them to the nearest Popeye's in a 3 mile radius
(4 days later, September 19th, 2018, Miami, Florida, 2:10 Pm)
It was a few days later as Vali was rather excited for one reason; that being that he and Albion had sensed the awakening of their archrival's Sacred Gear; which made the Lucifer descendant almost bursting with anticipation and excitement.
"Even though it took far longer than what either of us would've liked…Nevertheless, our rival has finally made his presence known to the world." Albion spoke to an excited Vali
"Finally, after years of waiting. My rival finally has awakened, and I couldn't be happier." Vali replied with an almost jubilant expression on his face
"Indeed…Yet despite it having taken, Ddraig, so many years to finally fully awaken. I am curious as to what we are going to do going forward?" Albion questioned the Lucifer descendant
"What I would have liked to do after being told this great news, would have been to fly to the home of my rival myself. However, Azazel had other plans regarding my rival…" Vali answered back with disdain
"Oh yes, his deciding to send those merry band of fallen angels to scout out your rival. Honestly, it infuriates me that he would send such weak maggots to meet our rival; instead of us. The amount of blatant disrespect is infuriating." Albion said in biting anger of being denied such a thing
"I'm just as infuriated as you are, Albion. The fact that Azazel would deny us this opportunity; when we are one of his strongest soldiers. Moreso, when he knows how important this is to us." Vali almost snarled out in anger of Azazel's denying him
"...However, I am still more than fine with waiting. It only means that sooner or later we will have our long-awaited clash…So if I have to wait just a bit longer for it to happen, then so be it." Vali spoke after taking a few moments to compose himself
"Hmph, I didn't take you for the patient type. Overconfident and even arrogant, yes, but not patient." Albion replied
"When it comes to things that interest me. Then I am more than able to be patient. I have waited this long to find my one true rival, what is a few more weeks if not a month to be able to fight against them." Vali told the Vanishing Dragon
The descendant of the Morningstar was more than willing to be patient when it concerned the small handful of things that were able to catch his interest, it was one of the main reasons why beyond his natural talent that he was able to excel in all of what he did in and outside of Grigori.
"Fair enough I suppose. Still, the fact that you haven't gone against Azazel and sought out the Red Dragon Emperor, is surprising in and of itself." Albion said
"The reason being is that, even if I despise being kept from what I desire. That I will not throw a tantrum about it, like a spoiled child. I will leave that to those blowhards in the Old Satan Faction. I am on the path towards becoming one of the strongest creatures to exist, Albion. A creature of such magnitude does not throw petty hissy fits because they are denied something. They instead use that time to grow stronger, and further increase their strength." Vali responded his eyes looking at the sun above him
"After all, as this generations' strongest White Dragon Emperor. It is my destiny by design to become an apex predator in the world. One that not even the likes of the Archangels in Heaven above or the 4 Great Satans below will be able to defeat; once I reach the pinnacle of my power. Therefore, I will not reduce myself to a petulant, bratty child when I do not get what I desire. I will be patient and focus on bettering myself." Vali added with an almost solemn resolution towards his end goal of absolute power
"Those are very wise words of wisdom, Vali. Almost a shock to hear them come from someone who lusts for fighting and battle like a hawk flies through the skies in search of their prey." Albion spoke as his partner raised his hand towards the sun
"That is because I realized that I have to expand myself beyond the martial side of fighting. That I must also improve my mindset on the mental side of it as well. Otherwise, even with all of the immense might at my disposal, I will be left behind by not only the future opponents I wish to do battle against. But also be left and surpassed by my rival." Vali responded
"Something I cannot let happen whatsoever. After all, Albion. It would be a disgrace to my title as the strongest of your wielders, and an utter shame to my rival if I were to fight him and prove myself to not be an incredible warrior." Vali added as he focused for a brief moment and in an instant, his hand turned the glossy obsidian and silver of his Armament Haki
"I doubt that you will disappoint our rival. Between your prowess as a martial artist, your skill with Haki, and the overwhelming amount of demonic power at your disposal. I'm sure that they will recognize you as far more than a worthwhile adversary." Albion assured his wielder who looked at his Haki-covered hand that shined like quicksilver in the sunlight
"I know of my own greatness, Albion. It is the prowess and strength of my rival that I am more concerned about." Vali replied
"You and I both. Even with Ddraig's awakening, I am curious as to the strength of his current host." Albion said with hints of equal curiosity in his voice
"He must be strong if he's attracted the former Maiden of Miracles, The Knight Tyrant, and the strongest wielder of the Satsui no Hado to his home. If that does not give an idea of the level of strength he possesses. Then I don't know what will." Vali replied with an elated expression at the type of talent his rival must've had to attract such strong people
"Even so, I cannot wait for the day we face them in combat…Now what a day that will be." Vali added; cracking a small smile
"Indeed it will be…However, I feel as though we should talk later. As it seems as though, Azazel's pet dog wishes to have a word with you." Albion spoke up, having sensed the presence of Tobio Ikuse himself
"...What do you want, Tobio? I doubt you've come here for pleasant conversation." Vali questioned the Canis Lykaon wielder
"Can I not come to see how one of my comrades is doing?" Tobio asked
"You know exactly how I'm doing. In fact, I would be doing even better if I could have been the one to find my rival….Instead, our leader leaves that task to Raynare and her merry band of misfits. For whatever he let them undertake something so important, after she fumbled the last assignment he gave her. I will never know." Vali tersely answered back
"You know it isn't her fault, that she had failed the mission in Kuoh Town. The boy was run over by a drunk driver…Broke his neck almost instantly. Such a shame that his first date had to end so tragically." Tobio said in defense of Raynare
"Be that as it may, Tobio, she still fumbled the mission. Yet in his great wisdom and intellect, he felt that it would be such a fantastic idea to give her something so important. I honestly can't tell if he's being legitimately stupid or is doing this to spite me; or even some combination of the two." Vali haughty replied
"You know as well as anyone, that this was done; because we didn't need you immediately challenging him to a fight. The last thing we need is you getting so excited that you end up demolishing an entire city in the process." Tobio spoke
"We do not need you to act recklessly and brutalize a potential ally, because you want a good fight. This is why it is best you aren't on this mission...The last thing we need is to have an incident where you act like one of them., and have Grigori lose out on recruiting the Red Dragon Emperor" Tobio added as Vali's Haki covered hand almost formed into a fist to lash out with before relaxing
"Who do you think I am? Hmm, one of those idiots from the Old Satan Faction; that will just jump at any opportunity to have my way? You think I'm like one of them..like 'him' of all people is that it?!" Vali questioned with an accusatory gaze
"No, Vali…That's not what I meant at all..its just that. We would rather you not, act so brazenly. You have a history of letting the other half of you, get you into troub..." Tobio tried to say but the piercing gaze and burst of Conqueror's Haki from Vali said it all
"I think I know exactly what you meant, Tobio. You don't have to put on that nice guy act to say what you really meant. Especially, when I hear what you and Lavenia say behind my back." Vali spoke as he summoned the wings of his Divine Dividing and pushed past Tobio to fly high into the sky
"...So unless there is any update on my rival, then do not bother talking to me." Vali said before pushing past Tobio who let out a small grunt as Vali took flight to clear his head
'Well, I certainly succeeded in infuriating him.' Tobio remarked as his shirt now sported 4 notable bloody claw marks
'I hope the day my rival and I meet comes quickly…Perhaps, whoever they are will be better company than Tobio.' Vali said to himself as he continued to fly through the clouded skies of Miami
(The next day, Rome, Italy, 6:42 Pm, September 20th, 2018)
It was the following evening as Vasco Strada had decided to pay a visit to his student, who despite his given state was currently training.
"I'm quite sure that training is the last thing you need to do, Nero. Especially with how things had ended nearly a month ago. The last thing I would want is for my favorite student to seriously hurt himself." Vasco said in concern for Nero who was busy furiously shadowboxing against an invisible enemy at furious speeds
"Oh..apologies, Master Strada! I just couldn't stand lying around all day, while everyone else is getting stronger." Nero replied whilst his fists were still glowing a bright sapphire
"That is fair enough. Even in my old age, I would be hard-pressed to sit around and do nothing after an arduous battle." Vasco spoke as he neared the Sturdy Saint wielder
"Still, I am not here to partake in small talk." Vasco told his student as his wizened expression turned to a more serious one
"What do you have to tell me, Master Strada?" Nero asked
"That there is more to the one who defeated you than initially thought." Vasco told the now scarred exorcist who never stopped his ferocious pace
"That the one who defeated you is not just a skilled pugilist or a wielder of a Twice Critical. That as of nearly a week ago, our spies have confirmed that he is a wielder of a Longinus class Sacred Gear." Vasco informed Nero who immediately stopped upon hearing the information
"He has a what?!..." Nero asked in surprise
"You heard correctly. The man you had faced nearly a month ago, wields the Boosted Gear…Something that from person experience is not to be trifled with." Vasco answered back
"How do you know about its power, Master Strada?..It sounds like you've had some personal experience. Did you fight someone who had it once?!" Nero asked
"That I did, young Nero. It was during the tail end of the 60's, that I had the honor of fighting alongside that generations' Red Dragon Emperor. They were one of the most famed Devil slayers that I'd seen…Hmph, made wielding a war-hammer and revolver an artform with how many Devils were felled by his hand…He was also rather great on the saxophone too if I might add." Vasco replied in fond memory of said Boosted Gear wielder
"They must have been really powerful." Nero said
"Aye, that he was. The reason why House Flauros and House Zagan along with House Caim on the Devils' side went extinct during the 70's." Vasco told his student
"Wait a minute, this one guy wiped out 3 entire Devil families by himself?!" Nero asked in shock
"He did. Let me tell you something, that is a time that the Devils certainly haven't lived down since. Some human coming out of nowhere and annihilating 3 families by himself, in the span of 2 years, is nothing if not terrifying. The lad made sure that they would never forget what he did..to this very day you can still find the reminders of his massacres in the Underworld." Vasco answered back in note of how one man unleashed such carnage in such short time
"Such power and ferocity is the reason why going forward, you will not only need to be far more careful when dealing with threats on a similar scale. It is also the reason why once you recover fully from your injuries; we will be increasing your training regiment. I would rather not have one of my best students fall before a wielder of the Boosted Gear; when I know firsthand of their power." Vasco informed his student
"Thank you, Master Strada. I honestly cannot wait! The chance to fight against someone like that who wields that much power, and was one of the best challenges I've ever faced…it..it honestly just has me pumped more than anything!" Nero excitedly replied
"It is nice to see that your fighting spirit hasn't waned since your defeat. It would be a shame if one of our most promising exorcists, was to never fight again." Vasco spoke, glad to see that his students' fighting spirit hadn't waned at all
"Of course not. If anything, it got me ready and amped to fight him again…Now that I know someone who has that much power, and is that great of a warrior. Well; it just has me excited to have a rematch against him!" Nero said back with a grin that was marred only by his burn scars
Despite having suffered a near-death experience that left his body permanently scarred with deep burns from the fierce draconic flame of his opponent's attack, it did nothing to dampen nor snuff out his will to fight. If anything it only sent it forth into overdrive, as now the Sturdy Saint wielder had now found someone of which he could look towards as an end goal to increase his strength; so that he may better serve the Lord above as a fist of righteousness.
"If the man I had one my closest fights against can become such an astounding warrior, with the power of a deity slaying weapon at his side…Why can't I become the same for the Lord?" Nero added with a look of unbreakable resolution on his face
"If the look on your face is anything to go by, then we will have our work cut out for us. Because I can guarantee you, that in order to stand a chance against this generations' Red Dragon Emperor; and those like him. That I will be forced to put you through the meat grinder." Vasco told him
"I don't care what I have to go through. If it means I can stand toe to toe with him, and vanquish evils on a scale even greater than that man. Then I am ready for whatever you have to put me through." Nero responded, ready for whatever hell he'd have to go through
"That is good to hear, as up till now I have pushed you enough to become as great of an exorcist as was seen fit. However, with the awakening of something that could potentially bring the Vatican to its knees. I will push you harder than I ever have…even far, far harder than what sister Griselda does with Xenovia." Vasco said to the Sturdy Saint wielder as his kind and elderly face took on an expression more similar to his moniker as 'The Violence of Heaven'
"So for now, rest and enjoy your time of recovery. Once you are at full capacity, I will train you in all that I can to prepare you for what's to come…For I can feel it in these old bones that we are about to go through many changes to come, and you, young Nero, must be ready for them." Vasco added his bright green eyes almost piercing right through his student
"Don't worry, Master Strada. As one of the many fists of the Lord Almighty, I will not fail in whatever it is you have to teach me. I will endure and persevere through every trial it is you put in front of me. You have my word as both a man of God, and a warrior of the church." Nero swore to the elderly cardinal before him
"That is good to hear, young Nero." Vasco replied
"But I believe that for now, it will be best if I leave you to continue your recovery. So rest well, and try not to strain yourself." Vasco added before eventually leaving Nero's presence
'Just you wait, Red Dragon Emperor. Because the next time we have our rematch, I will show you the true power of a fist of God.' Nero swore to himself with the look of a nigh unbreakable resolution only intensifying on his face
(4 hours later, 10:54 Pm, Kuoh Town)
It was hours later as the wielder of Vritra was swinging from building to building; through the use of the Absorption Line; while conversing with his inner dragon over how things had changed in the months since his friends' untimely death.
"It's hard to believe what has transpired in these several months." Vritra spoke as his wielder sent out an Absorption Line to swing from another building
"I have gone from a consciousness that had been heavily fractured to no end, the thought of reforming to my former strength all but a dream. Now thanks to you, we are only missing the Delete Field. Then I will be fully restored to my full power." Vritra added in near-disbelief of what had gone on in a matter of months
"Hey, it's all thanks to you, that the main man can get closer to getting some cheeks, and have badass dragon powers on top of it. So if getting this last part of you, means I can get more hoes'. Then let's fucking do it!" The Vritra wielder replied with a broad grin while leaping over a lamppost
"Although this does beg an important question that we've yet to discuss, once I've regained my full power." Vritra said getting his wielder's attention
"What do you wanna ask me?" The Vritra wielder questioned
"Once we've collected the Delete Prison, and I have reabsorbed it into myself. What do you plan to do from there? Are you going to continue to stay in Kuoh, or will you venture elsewhere?" Vritra inquired his wielder
"Huh, you know. I never really thought about what to do after I helped you get back to full power. To be really honest with you. I just wanted to help you out, since you got a really raw deal when you got split up. Plus, I also got badass superpowers out of it, and the opportunity to clap fine ass monster girls too…So yeah, other than getting all the bitches. Never really gave that any thought." The Vritra wielder answered back
"Then I believe it is time we have this conversation. The time is fast approaching, and I would like for the wielder of my power to think about his future. You have a great deal of potential; to become the greatest wielder of my power…A potential, I would not want to be squandered when it could flourish elsewhere." Vritra said as his wielder decided to land on the roof of a nearby building to better have their conversation at
"You deserve far better than staying in this bothersome place. Better than staying in the walls of an academy where you are looked down upon as less than a cockroach. But above all, you deserve the chance to have the freedom to live to your fullest capabilities." Vritra added whilst his wielder took a seat to look up at the star-strewn sky
"I know, Vritra. This is still my home, where Issei and I were bros for the longest. I can't just up and leave this place out of the blue. Hell, I don't even know where the fuck I'd go if I did!" The Vritra wielder replied as he took down the hood of his jacket
"Which is all the better reason to begin planning now. This way you have some idea of where to go, instead of aimlessly milling about. A wielder of my power deserves better than to settle in a place that does not recognize potential, such as yours. Vritra said in an almost scolding tone of voice
"Shit, I can't really argue with you on that. Besides, you are right about this place being crappy. For fucks sake, I can't even get some neck from anyone at the academy. Yet that basic bitch Kiba, has everyone throwin' him pussy and tits like there's no tomorrow, and I'm a crap-ton stronger than he is…Its fucking bullshit, that I'm dyin' of thirst while he's drowning in it!" The Vritra wielder raved in anger
"Let's not forget that even if you acted as a beat-for-beat copy of him, they would still pay you no mind. In fact, Matsuda. No one there would really bother to care if you were gone. They would probably celebrate your departure, just like they did with your friends' untimely death." Vritra spoke as his wielder in a fit of rage breathed out a stream of searing onyx colored flame
"How could I forget. Those bitches in the Kendo Clubo threw a fucking rager, when Issei got hit by that truck. What kind of fucking bullshit is that! Then they have the gall to throw it in mine and Motohama's faces, that it was a blessing he died…The nerve of those busted-up bitches!" Matsuda exclaimed in utter fury as he let loose another more ferocious stream of cursed flame out of pure rage
With the spectacle being launched not even a week after Issei's untimely death, the former middle-school athlete had been so furious; that in a fit of blind anger he'd broken just about every mirror in the boys' bathroom and put a sizable hole through a wall. It was shortly after that Vritra had bonded to him, and from there the rest had been history, as the bald pervert and Darkness Dragon King had been near unstoppable since.
"It is people like that, that will never let you know the happiness you desire. Neither will you have the peace of mind, or the future where you will be able to indulge in your lust as wantonly as you want. None of that will happen as long as you remain in this town, where these loathsome wretches demean you for their sick entertainment." Vritra told his wielder
"...I know, Vritra." Matsuda somberly spoke after taking a moment to get a handle on his fury
"Then you must prepare in these coming months. After all, you desire to be a harem king in your friend Issei's honor, right?." Vritra questioned
"Of course. He was the best one out of all of us. It makes sense that with all the crazy-ass powers I have thanks to you, I get myself a kickass fleet of fine-ass hoes...Someone has to do it for the homie." Matsuda answered back with an unquestionable resolve in his voice
"Then to do so means that you will have to leave this place sooner or later." Vritra told the bald-headed pervert
"Don't worry your head about it. I'll figure out something sooner or later, ain't nothing gonna stop me from getting my own team of fine as fuck bitches. 'Cuz I dare anyone to get in my goddamn way when it comes to honoring Issei's memory as the one and only harem king." Matsuda swore to the Prison Dragon
"That is what I like to hear, Matsuda. Now the only thing that remains that could get in the way of what you desire, are the Devils." Vritra replied
"Because we both know that its only a matter of time; before they try to sink their hooks into you." Vritra added as Matsuda nodded
"Oh I know, and I'll be ready for 'em. I especially want to beat the shit out of Koneko, that bitch has it coming. Had the nerve to help them throw it, and stuff her face at that party...Oh no, I got something for her little ass." Matsuda said as he had a bone to pick with the pint-sized Rook who went as far as to help put flyers around town that they'd have a party to celebrate
"Be careful, when you fight them. You may have my powers at your disposal, but that does not mean they are to be underestimated." Vritra responded
"I know, and you won't catch me slipping for a minute. I've been on my A-game, since we were a thing. The only time someone got one over on me is when that Vizer skank got the jump on me, and got away." Matsuda said back
"At least it was a lesson well learned. Now you know to think with the head on your shoulders, instead of what's below." Vritra spoke in memory of one of Matsuda's first fights being against a succubus
"Its a mistake I'm not gonna make again. It'll be the last time some a bitch with a great-ass rack pulls one over on me." Matsuda replied having well learned to put his perverse nature aside when it came to a scrap
"I sure hope so. It would be a shame if you fell in battle; because a harlot that had an above-average pair of breasts took you by surprise." Vritra said with a snort
"Hey, I've got it on lock, Vritra. Now all I need to do is get my shit in order, and the Delete Field. Then I'm gonna be on track to figure out where to bounce to. There are a lot of cheeks out there to be clapped, and I want to get started on 'em, A.S.A.P!" Matsuda replied ever at the ready to begin his quest for cheeks
"I mean what kind of harem king would I be if I got hoodwinked by some random-ass skank! Nah, man. One of these days I'm gonna blowing' the backs out on some god-tier bitches." Matsuda proclaimed much to the amusement of the Prison Dragon
"As always I wish you the best, in that endeavor. Just as long as you keep focused on what it is you desire…Let nothing nor no one stand in the way of your desires, Matsuda. For you have what it takes to become something truly godlike." Vritra said to the pride of the bald pervert
"Thanks, man. It means alot when almost everyone else is counting me out." Matsuda thanked the Black Dragon King
"It is no problem at all…Now then, what are you going to do for the night?" Vritra questioned
"Probably just swing around for another half hour. It won't hurt to clear my head and sort some stuff out. This week has been frustrating as balls, now that I gotta deal with everyone's crap again." Matsuda answered back as he lashed out another Absorption Line tendril at the wall of an apartment building
"Good to know, and stay safe, and remember that I am always a few words away; should you need a willing ear to talk to." Vritra spoke as Matsuda swung off into the night
"I appreciate it, Vritra." Matsuda replied
'Just you wait, Issei. I'll follow through on your dream, and get my own squad of fine-ass bitches.' Matsuda swore before continuing to swing into the night
So with Tyson having come into his own with the awakening of his Boosted Gear, and forces now are of his wielding the realized power of Ddraig; we also see that an unlikely Vritra wielder in Matsuda is now running about in Kuoh. How will these changes continue to change things in the world of DXD? Find out in the all-new chapters of, Heavyweight Dragon Emperor: Alternative!
Alright, that takes care of things in this chapter, as I hoped you enjoyed the 1st chapter of Part 1 of the story. But without further adieu, let's get into things now shall we!
First up we've got the whole bit with Tyson showing off his Boosted Gear to everyone, which I thought would be a neat little thing to do with the Hagler family concerning his Sacred Gear.
Coming up after that we get Vali and Nero's POV's on Tyson's now becoming a realized Red Dragon Emperor. Which I wanted to do considering that both of them are going to be his rivals for the foreseeable future of the story; going forward.
Lastly, we got the bit with Vritra and Matsuda; with the latter being this generations' Black Dragon King instead of Saji. Since I thought it would be a neat little change-up as to how things are normally done with the Prison Dragon.
So with all that being said I hope y'all enjoy this story and what's to come in the future chapters of it as well as favoriting, following and sending reviews so that we can hopefully make this a pretty decent story. With flames for the most part will be ignored unless you got anything nice to say or that helps the story then go somewhere else.
With all of that out of the way, this is Nomadic Chaos using the power of said chaos to give you guys good stuff to read. The next chapter has our group tackle the whole fallen angel situation, so stay tuned for all of that.
Part 1 Theme Song: Fire it Up by Thousand Foot Krutch
Random End Song: Sinner by Drowning Pool
Now then, onto some of the reviews from the last chapter.
Dragonsaiyanblue: I'm really glad you like my version of Riser, since as I said. Its rare that anyone writes him as more than an obstacle for an MC and Rias to overcome, and as an actual person. Something I figured wouldn't hurt, because I get tired of seeing the same thing repeated with Riser over and over again in every DXD story or crossover. Plus you make a great point that Seekvaira and Riser would make a greater and in fact less-toxic couple than Riser and Rias. Also, your idea with Lint is something I'll keep in mind. Plus its a matter of as long as Riser doesn't dick with his cousins, then he doesn't really give a fuck. Also, I have a plan in mind for who the final selection of our story's group will be soon enough.