The Shinigami of the Shinto

Okay as of this moment I'm having the bitch called Writers Block take over. So normally when I write this, chapter 19 would be done, and I would have started on chapter 20. But because of the writers block I'm having a hard time focusing. So here is an early release. Don't worry I am still going to write for this story, it's just going to take me a bit. But in the meantime I'm going to work on my other Bleach/DxD story.

With that over, enjoy!

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Kouh Town - Warehouse

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Koneko tripped over her feet when Kuroka gave her a little shove as they exited the magic circle. However, like the nimble cat she is, the white-haired teen quickly fixed her posture, and turned around, facing her sister. "Kuroka." The younger sister said as she got into a fighting position. "What are you doing here? Why did you take me away from them?"

The older sister smiled and covered her mouth. "Like I told the others, I believe we should have a family talk. Just you and I, Shirone." The younger sister didn't budge, just continued glaring at the older sister. Kuroka sighed and brought her arms down. "Come on Shirone. Let yourself loose, stop being all serious and that shit. Open up for once."

Koneko again didn't move or make any move to do so. The white-haired teen just stood there, with her fists up, and glared at her sister. She needed to think over a plan. Kuroka is too strong for her to fight alone… well that would be what she said if it happened months ago.

However, now Koneko believes that she could stand a chance against Kuroka. The younger sister then smiled, making the older sister raise a brow at the sight. "Kuroka. I'm going to ask again. Why are you here, and what is it you want from me?" She asked again, not breaking her stance.

Kuroka looked at the sight of the smiling white-haired nekomata and gave her a straight answer. "I want you to join me, Sis. I am your family, not those who you call your family. I am the only family you need, Koneko." The named girl remained still, unmoving to whatever she said. This was getting annoying, so she placed a hand over her heart, and continued. "Sis, that crimson-haired bitch, or any of them are not your family, they will never love you as I would. They won't be able to teach you how to accept the powers we were giving Koneko."

Koneko didn't lose the small smile she donned on her face. "Kuroka you might be my blood sister, but Rias and them didn't abandon me as you did." Koneko didn't know why but she thought she saw a small bit of hurt dawn Kuroka's face. "But I've also already accepted myself." The younger sister watched as the older sister's eyes widened slightly. "I've accepted my nekomata powers, and they are my family. Also, my future is with him." She finished determined, as she activated her newfound power, allowing a single white cat-like tail to grow out of her back, and two white cat-like ears appearing out of her head.

Kuroka's looked on with wide eyes, as she watched blue flames appearing around her sister. 'When did she grow so powerful?' She asked herself. She quickly lost her wide eyes and frowned. "So you want to fight, Shirone?" The response that the younger sister gave, was a charge towards her and three of the eight nekomata flames. "So be it."

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Kouh Town - Forest

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The mysterious attacker flapped his wings and dove towards Akeno with a murderous aura.

Akeno, almost caught off guard by his speed, dodged and took to the skies. She turned to him with a serious expression when he mentioned her old man. "Who are you? What does my father have to do with you? Is it from those burnt marks I presume?"

The man snickered. "Wow! I didn't expect you to call him that. My sources told me you despised him to even call him that." He continued to chuckle. Unknown to him, he was pissing off Akeno. She was mad at not only him but at herself as well for how she acted towards her dad. "To answer your question you little freak of an angel. He did something very bad to me during the war." Then his laughter turned into rage. "He attacked me from behind while I was having fun killing my enemies during the last war! I had eight, beautiful, magnificent wings that marked death to those who saw them. But then I became a laughing stock of unbearable humiliation by that bitch father of yours!"

Akeno wasn't moved. "I'll ask again. Who are you?"

"My name, you little bitch of lightning, is Qemeul." He proclaimed proudly.

This made Akeno's eyes widen like saucers. "Qemeul?! Your the fallen angel who was struck down by God himself!" Then she looked at him with a deadly glare. "I've read about you. You attacked your own fallen angel's allies because you had no one else to kill."

"Can you blame me?! My troops should have considered it an honour that I, Qemeul, have taken their lives to satisfy my thirst for death!" He said in glee.

The priestess of thundershock her head at his nonsense. "It was because of the hunger that you got killed. From the history books, God destroyed you."

Qemuel sneered at her, "He fucking wished he did! He was the one who almost obliterated my body!" He gestured to his burnt scars, "He was close, but then your daddy tried to finish the job. He almost killed me when I was about to escape. Too bad! If he were a second quicker, then I really would have been dead centuries ago!" Then he regained his composure, with a creepy smile. "But that was then, this is now. I've recovered most of my strength and when I'm done with you, I'll bring back your severed head to your foolish father for butting in on my fun!"

Akeno's hair shadowed her eyes, "Then it's too bad for you."

"What was that you little brat?"

"It's too bad since you're going to get your ass kicked by a brat." She says with a cold smile while her hand was full of electricity. "Now. Let's just skip to the part where you get thrashed to the ground." She flies with her devil and fallen angel wings at her psycho enemy.

The elder fallen angel grinned angrily. "You spoiled brat! Die!" He charges at the hybrid in rage.

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Kouh Town - Kouh Academy

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She was struggling against her opponents, even with her Excalibur Mimic, and Holy Spears, Irina found herself struggling against the twenty or so opponents she was fighting off. The Brave Soul wished she had her partner again. She regrets losing her cool on Xenovia for ditching her. Irina missed her best friend and partner.

The blonde twin-tailed teen was taken from her sadness by a group of enemies changing towards her. Irina skillfully dodged their attacks, and had her sword change to that of a spiked whip, and responded by taking three of them down from a slash to their back.

"Ohh ohhh. A wielder of an Excalibur." A voice said from above her. Irina looked up to see a handsome silver-haired, and red-eyed young man.

She immediately noticed that all the opponents she was fighting were now gone, leaving her with this red jacket-clad young man. Irina looked back to the man, with frowned brows. "Who are you, and why are you here?"

The man didn't lose the grin, as he descended to her level, believing that he could easily defeat her. "Well, I was supposed to be the one who would fight off Ichigo Kurosaki, if he was here. However, it turned out he didn't show up, soooo I'm taking it upon myself to fight you, wielder of the Excalibur Mimic." He finished as two additional arms grew out of his back both wielding a sword.

Immediately Irina felt the power flow of the two swords. She immediately made Excalibur Mimic into a katana and got into a proper stance. But before she could she found herself being pushed back by those two words. The man started laughing at her misery. "Look at how weak you are." His grin was lost and annoyance grew. "I thought you would be an actual challenge."

Irina then felt the pressure grow on her Excalibur fragment, pushing her down, she felt her bones shake, and how everything started to hurt from the pressure. 'Xenovia… please… I need your help…' Irina said to herself, as she closed her eyes and felt herself lose her grip on Mimic.

"Get away from her!" Two voices shouted out at the same time. When Irvine felt the pressure of the swords leave, she opened her eyes and fixed her posture. The twin-tailed teen felt moisture grow in her eyes when she saw the sight in front of her.

Two people stood against the man, one being a blonde-haired teen, wearing the Kuoh Academy uniform, and wielding a black and white sword with red engraving along the centre of the blade.

Beside him was who made her feel such joy, for it was a blue-haired woman, wearing a uniform fashioned after a regal, military ascetic with crimson monochrome patterns, with a cape on the left shoulder, hanging at about half an arm's length, is embroidered with a distinctly purple monochrome pattern that somehow doesn't clash with the rest of the outfit, and in her hand was a dark blue sword with a golden edge.

Irina felt her happiness grow inside of her. "X… Xenovia?"

The girl turned to her, and she saw the all-familiar dark yellow eyes. Xenovia gave a small smile and said. "What are you doing down there Irina? Aren't you going to join, and kick this guy's ass?"

Irina laughed angelly, stepped between the two, and said. "Let's do just that, Xenovia, Kiba." They all nodded and charged towards the silver-haired man. Starting a fight between a four-armed man, and three teenagers.

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Warehouse

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Koneko had the upper hand at the beginning, even if she hadn't landed a hit, she was able to get Kuroka into a corner a few times. If there was one thing she knew was this power was addicting.

But that all ended when the older sister was able to analyze all her moves. Now the white-haired teen was on the run in the warehouse, she was being chased by Kuroka's blue flames. Sending her own to colade, hoping it would stop, but it never did.

Koneko needed a new plan, she needed to switch her position to attack and not be a runner. But how? Kuroka has more power over her nekomata half, and Koneko only just unlocked it. The white-haired teen needed to think up a plan, and fast.

However that all ended when she saw something familiar, scratch marks, it was from her date with Ichigo, when she fought the stray. Stopping for a few seconds, Koneko took in her surroundings. Then it clicks on her. 'This is the same warehouse where Ichigo saw me half-naked!' She said to herself as she remembered that, a blush growing onto her face.

She remembered it all too well, getting a small cut from that ugly bastard, and not a few seconds later her skirt and panties exploded revealing herself to him. Koneko remembers the warmth her core gave when she saw Ichigo looking at her for all but a few seconds. She would normally smack anyone who saw her like that, that pervert being one of many. But when he saw her she wanted him to do more.

"Shirone~ you better not be losing focus of what you are doing, dear sister." The voice of her stray sister took her from her thoughts. But this time, Koneko didn't run. Instead, she stood her ground and watched as the older sister rounded the corner. "Oh-oh, you've stopped running sis."

Koneko felt as if newfound energy filled her. The white-haired teen charged her, throwing as many of her blue flames towards Kuroka, almost colliding with her sister's, but this time they went out, leaving nothing in the way for the younger sister to get to her older sister.

Kuroka stepped out of the way as she watched a few blue flames fly by her. She turned to see Koneko running towards her, with fists drawn, and a newfound look in her eyes. Every punch that was aimed at her, she sidestepped or dodged. But throughout the whole thing, she kept her eyes on Koneko's and watched as emotions flew through them, but only a few of them caught her attention.

'Who does my Shirone lust, and love after?' She asked herself as she pushed a fist away, which was followed by a pair of magical flames. Kuroka then remembered something her sister said. ''My future is with him.' what does she mean by that?'

Kuroka was in her thoughts that she missed an incoming kick. It connected and she flew back a few feet. However Koneko didn't stop with that, she continued to send punches, kicks, and now and then a blue flamed punch. Only a handful of punches and kicks landed, well only two of the infused punches.

Kuroka was getting annoyed at this, so she took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. When she opened them a big magic circle appeared behind her, and purple magic circles appeared. "Fine Shirone, if you want to play that way, so be it." Kuroka finished as the purple-like mist started to flow out of her magic circles.

The mist slowly spread throughout the warehouse, and immediately Koneko noticed the effect it had on her. Her vision was getting blurry, and breathing got a bit harder. However, that didn't mean she would stop. Koneko sent a few of her blue flames towards her sister and followed them hoping to land a few more hits on her.

Kuroka easily destroyed the flames that were sent toward her, and she easily dodged the attacks Koneko sent. On the outside, Kuroka showed disappointment, and anger at the power of her younger sister. However on the inside, she smiled, and cheered for the power Koneko gained, and how much stronger she got.

Kuroka wanted to meet the person who did this, who opened Koneko's eyes, and who Koneko is doing this for. She dodged another pair of attacks from the smaller nekomata and later destroyed the flames she sent towards her. The black-haired nekomata watched her sister as she backed away, and as she stumbled on her feet.

'It's starting to take effect it seems.' Kuroka said to herself as she watched as Koneko fell to her knees. She made her way to the kneeling sister. 'Koneko. I'm so proud of you, and your growth. But still, I have my job to protect you, however, that maybe. So please forgive me for this.'

Kuroka stood in front of her little sister looking down at her, she was now laying down, her ears, tail already gone, and as Koneko tried to look up to her Kuroka saw that she was struggling to keep her eyes open. Kuroka held in her hurt at the sight and smiled. "Still so weak, Shirone. Tsk." She shook her head. "I might as well kill you now so you don't have to live to see your disappointment."

Koneko could barely move, her arms, legs, and head would do as she tells them. Even keeping her eyes open was taking everything she used. So as she watched Kuroka bring up her hand and a magic circle appeared, which was followed by a purple flame, Koneko could only think of those closest to her.

Rias, her king, who welcomed her into her family even though she was a nekomata. Akeno, her queen, who loved her for who she was. Kiba, her friend, a person who was always willing to help her. Asia, the kind-hearted sweetheart, who couldn't harm a fly. Even Issei, the perverted bastard he is, even he, had made her days at times. But most of all Ichigo, the man she loved and wished to live the rest of her life with.

Koneko felt a tear fall from her eyes, thinking of all of those she loved, bringing warmth to her heart and soul. She closed her eyes as she watched the Kuroka fire off her magic. Koneko was ready for this, she has no grudges, so she will die peacefully.

However the pain never came, for the inside of her, Koneko felt something grow, and as it burst out of her. She felt power swell around her, and as she opened her eyes, she saw white, and blue energy swims around her, and as Kuroka started backing away.

'Wha… what's happening to me?' She said to herself as she felt the air around her change and as her body changed as well. But most importantly she felt newfound power inside her.

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Forest

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While barely dodging Qemuel's attacks and observing his moves, Akeno used her magic and her school uniform turned into her Shinto priestess clothing. No point holding back against a mad man from his bloody reputation.

'He's incredibly fast. To think he was twice as fast or more so during the war. And just feeling that aura, it's like I'm standing against Kokabiel again.' Having enough evading, the young sadist went on the offensive. She used her magic to create a small ice blizzard around her form.

Qemuel was taken by surprise at this, but continued his assault. "So the rotten brat knows some ice magic, huh?" He formed a fireball in his hand, "It won't help!" He threw it at Akeno's blizzard shield, however, the collision caused a mist to suddenly from around the two fallen angels. "Fuck! Where did she go?" Then a bright light from behind flashed and by instinct flew upwards and out of the cloud of mist. "What was that?!" Then he felt something sting on his right foot. Looking down, he saw his foot was slightly burned with hints of electricity sparking his burnt limb.

The elder angel was seeing red. He flapped his wings at full force and dispersed the mist, revealing Akeno with her hand stretched forward with her holy lightning sparking around her hand. "You miserable little brat! You are no doubt your father's spawn!" His aura leaked a dark green colour as it grew at an explosive level. "I'm through messing around!"

Not giving him any time to power up, Akeno used her demonic power to create a thunder cloud above the two fallen angels. She planned for Qemuel to lose his cool, giving her an opening to attack while he was unleashing his full power. It would have been very foolish to give her enemy time to charge up while her friends were fighting for their lives.

"Holy Lightning!" She yelled out and in a split second, her storm struck Qemuel. She was breathing heavily from putting all her strength into the strike. Her lighting inherited from her fallen angel heritage while combining with her demonic and natural energy from her thunder cloud. This was the most powerful attack in her arsenal. Seeing it hit her opponent made her a bit relieved, but kept her guard up just in case.

Then Akeno found herself surrounded by green magic circles all around her. "What?!" Then she heard laughter from above her. As she expected, but still surprised to see the madly fallen angel was still alive.

"You must think you're some kind of genius," he flapped his wings to shake the dust off his figure. "But you're wrong, little girl. You forgot something rather obvious."

"What do you mean?" Akeno asked while getting ready to teleport out of the trap.

"I came here to fight you specifically because I already know all your moves...including your little teleporting trick. He snapped his fingers and Akeno's escape spell was negated, leaving her wide-eyed. "See! You had no chance of winning against me! But want to see something interesting?" He held out an orb.

"Did you wonder how I survived that last attack? I used this item I created myself to absorb lightning-based spells." Then he gave a wicked grin, "Guess where I'm about to release this power?!" he yelled in glee.

Akeno realized what was about to happen and tried to use her other spells to break free, but the prison wouldn't budge.

"So long you little bitch!" He unleashed the stored lighting and when he did, the magic circles around the fallen angel hybrid lit up.

Before the attack, time slowed down for Akeno. So many thoughts rushed through her head. Her entire life flashed before her eyes and led up to her best friend Rias who helped her through so much grief. Her regret of not making up with her father yet. And finally, Ichigo accepts everything within her, at the park as they watch the sunset.

As time resumed, the lightning struck her from all directions. "Ahhhhh!"

"I told you you were going to die, you stupid girl! This is what happens to those I hate! Now, feel your own lightning. The same lightning that made me feel despair!" He roared in delight.

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Warehouse

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Kuroka looked on with wide eyes, as she watched the transformation her sister was going through. It came out of nowhere, however, she did notice the ki around Shirone was slowly being absorbed into her. Which was why she was backing away at the sight. The older sister would need every advantage she could get. However, her focus was more on what was happening to Shirone.

The first major thing she noticed was her height, even though Shirone was on her hands and knees, Kuroka noticed the growth sprout. Shirone also looked older, almost around her own age, wearing a mid-thigh length kimono, she also had two tails like herself. Kuroka also noticed the power boost her sister gained, almost beyond even her own. But what gained her attention the most was Shirone's chest, her tits were bigger, and from the looks of it, they were bare under the kimono.

Kuroka watched as Shirone slowly got to her feet, shaking as she did. The older sister saw the look on her face, seeing shock, and confusion on it. 'She doesn't even know how it activated? What is this?' Kuroka took a step back, and in a flash, Shirone was in front of her, and her hand around her throat.

Kuroka was wide-eyed as she scratched at the hand around her throat. As she was doing so, she looked down at her little sister and saw that she also had wide eyes at this. Immediately the pressure around her throat was gone, and Kuroka fell to her knees, breathing heavily as she did so.

"Wha… wh... what happened to me?" Koneko asked out loud, as she looked down at herself, placing her hands onto the mounds on her chest. "These are new." She felt two studs grow as she played around with them.

However, that all stopped when she remembered what had happened, and what was going on. Koneko looked towards her sister, who was getting to her feet. "Kuroka." The younger sister said as she got into a fighting position.

Kuroka coughed and noticed how the poison mist wasn't affecting the white-haired nekomata anymore. 'Damn.' She said to herself, as she messaged her throat. 'Plan B it is then.' Kuroka said as she removed her hand from her throat and tapped the air, making a symbol appear in mid-air. The black-haired sister then went to activate it.

But it all came to an end when she found herself being sent flying, crashing into crates, pillars, and a steel wall. When she came to a stop, she felt her back crash into cement, and she spat out blood as she felt her bounce off the wall, landing on her hands and feet, again spitting out a mouth full of blood.

When Kuroka heard someone appear in front of her, she slowly looked up to see Koneko standing there, with a determined look. "Kuroka, I will tell you this once more. My family is Rias, and my fellow peerage members, not you. My future isn't with you, but with him." She placed a hand over her heart, feeling it pulse in her chest. "The man I love, and always will." She squeezed her breast and continued. "You might have a part to play in it, but it's not now, nor will it be any time soon."

She watched as hurt grew on her older sister's face, and as Kuroka's shoulders' faltered at what she said. But Koneko continued. "However." A small light grew in the older sister's eyes. "I won't forgive you for killing our former master, and how you made me suffer." Koneko watched as the light slowly diminished. "But I will always care for you. Which is why I'm telling you to leave. Now. I don't want to fight you anymore." She said the last part quietly.

Kuroka couldn't hide the smile that dawned on her face. It wasn't because of how she was being spared, hell no. The reason for this smile was because Shirone still cared about her. The black-haired nekomata got to her feet slowly, nodded, and a purple magic circle appeared under her. Kuroka then puts on the mask again. "I will be back, Shirone. Sooner or later you will see that you need me, and I will come again."

Koneko then watched as her bastard sister left, leaving only the splatters of blood to show that she was here. The white-haired teen turned to leave, knowing that there was no reason to remain. But as she took a step, a deep, and unbearable tiredness grew over her, with it came to a migraine, and a painful throbbing all over her.

'It seems this form has its downfall.' She placed a hand onto her head, as she felt her form disappeared, and as her magic almost grew dry, baring. Koneko fell forward onto the ground. 'No… I… must… re… return to Rias.' She said to herself as she fought the exhaustion.

However, it came to no end, and she fell forward once again, but this time there was no return. Koneko slowly felt her eyes shut, and as she did so, a bright red light surrounded her, and she felt herself being moved. After a few seconds, Koneko felt herself lying on something soft, and with it a familiar smell that engulfed her sleeping form.

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Forest

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Pain! Every part of her body was in so much pain! It was even more painful since this was her combination attack with everything she had, thrown right back at Akeno. Her wings extended from the damage as her form was in electricity. The repelled attack finally ceased and the magic circles disappeared, most likely because it was no longer needed. The only thing left surrounding the fallen angel hybrid was a cloud of smoke from her attack.

Qemuel flapped his wings, revealing Akeno's form. Her priestess clothing was in tatters. Dark scorch marks covered her skin as she coughed out blood. Her beautiful raven-black hair was also crisped and her wings were barely keeping her in the sky.

"Do you feel it now? This was the same pain I've felt for all these years! How does it feel to be in so much pain in your despair?!" The elder fallen angel noticed Akeno weakly tried to mutter some words. "Awww, is the roasted angel trying to speak? If you're trying to say that you surrender, then it was about time you acknowledged your betters you little-" He was cut off from Akeno's response.

"Shut...up...!"

"What, was that?" Qemuel sneered.

"You...talk...too...much..." Akeno raised her head at Qemuel, showing him her resolve to win burned in her eyes.

"What the hell?! You're supposed to be in despair! You should be looking at me in fright and losing hope. Why aren't you doing that?!" He yelled.

Akeno was in serious pain all over, but this wouldn't stop her. She was digging very deep with all her might to find more strength to spare. 'Come on, Akeno! I'm fighting for a stronger cause than this guy and his petty revenge. I will pull out any remaining power I have within me and win!' Suddenly, deep within her soul snapped. Her aura around her glowed yellow.

Seeing his cooked enemy trying one last-ditch effort to fight Qemuel found this very amusing. "Running on adrenaline, huh? Sure, go ahead! But this is your last shot weakling."

But then something unexpected happened. Akeno's power skyrocketed. Her yellow aura was mixed with black and purple colouring, swirling around her body rapidly.

Qemuel dismissed this as a fool's trick. He's seen lots of fallen angels power themselves up multiple times. But he's never seen this before with the girl. Even with the aura growing in density, he still believed it wasn't worth his time. 'This brat just continues to not impress me. O'well, time to kill her.' As soon as he thought that, he found himself falling towards his right. "What?" he didn't understand what happened and tried to move his wings to regain his balance, but for some reason, he couldn't. "What's going on?!" he landed hard on the ground.

He quickly picked himself up and wondered why his right set of wings wouldn't work. But he saw something unbelievable, his right wings were gone?! "What the fuck just happened!"

"I happened." Akeno's voice was heard.

Then Qemuel refocused his sights on the multicoloured aura surrounding the devil-angel. The aura was disbursed by six, raven black feathery wings. Revealed from the dispersing of power showed Akeno, completely healed. She also had armour of some sort on her arms and legs, which oddly matched the new-fallen angel wings around the reborn teenage girl.

Akeno's eye's glowed purple as she stared down at her elder coldly. "Qemuel, you will never fly to the skies, ever again." She spoke, and with every word she spoke, it dripped in strength.

Qemuel glared at her. "So, it was you who did this to me!? You will pay!" He formed a fireball in his hands and it continued to grow in size until it was as big as a basketball and continued growing.

Seeing this was strange to the raven-haired teen. For some reason, the elder fallen angel was moving in slow motion? This newfound power felt in her veins was incredibly natural to her. But she can wonder about that later. It was here and now is where her attention should be. "I'll admit, I'm not exactly sure what happened to me? But I completely trust this power to do this." She formed purple lightning with hints of black in her palms.

Seeing that buildup power was ludicrous in Qemuel's eyes! Those wings on the girl's back signified her as a high-ranking fallen angel. But that was impossible! It took decades for someone to reach that level. This girl, this weak little girl shouldn't even have this kind of power. This was completely ridiculous! Then he noticed her smirking as if she had already won this fight!

"How dare you! How dare you look down at me! I refuse to die to a fucking high-school girl!" he unleashed his full-powered fireball and hurled it with fury towards Akeno.

The sadist girl just smiled and spoke one word in response, "Bye." She released her empowered lightning against the empowered fireball. One would think it was going to be a stalemate, but Akeno's lightning easily broke through the large fireball and towards Qemuel. The attack came so fast that the said angel couldn't move away from the lightning strike as it hit him full force.

He screeched at the assault, "Ahhhhhh! Daaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmnnnnniiiiiiittaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!"

After the scream ended out of the oblivion of dark lightning, Qemuel was no more.

Seeing the large crater with Qemuel's ashes blowing in the winds, Akeno was satisfied with her victory and slowly flew to the ground. As soon as she landed, she felt a huge wave of exhaustion and fell to her knees. Her new form dismissed itself and the only clothing that remained was shredded school uniform. "That new power...is going to get some getting used to."

She observed the other battles and thought she might assist someone else. However, she was quickly reminded she had no more strength to spare due to her being very drained. She took some heavy breaths and slowly got back to her feet. "There's nothing else to do here. Sorry, everyone. I'll just get in the way if I stay here." Then she felt wobbly as her vision was getting blurry. She chuckled to herself, "Guess I am out for the count?" She used one last spell and teleported out of the battle zone.

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Elsewhere

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Akeno felt exhausted as the rest of her magic vanished, as she felt the magic circle around her disappear. The sadist took a step forward and looked around. She, even with her blurry vision, didn't recognize where she was, but what Akeno did know was that it was a bedroom, and in front of her was a bed.

The hybrid went towards the bed, the exhaustion, and tiredness taking hold of her. Akeno then climbed onto the bed, not noticing the extra body on the said bed. As she did, a warmth came to her, and engulfed her, allowing her to relax, and for her to welcome sleep.

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Kuoh Academy

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Issei groaned as he got back to his feet. 'Damn he's strong.' The pervert said to himself as he looked up at his rival. They both donned their balance breaker, Issei achieving it nights ago, during one of his countless training sessions. Under the helmet, Issei glared at the man above. 'But I will need to beat him.' He glanced behind him and saw 'his' Rias standing there, protecting Gasper. 'I need to show her that I am the only man for her.'

"Issei Hyoudou." The sound of his rival's voice spoke out, gaining the pervert's attention. "You're such a disappointment." The armoured man placed his head in his hand and shook his head. "To believe that you are my arch-rival. You, who is no one." Issei felt something inside of him grow, heat and anger. "You, a boy with below-average school scores. Someone who self proclaims himself as a 'Harem King', but every woman you want is taking from you. Claimed by another, and what's even funnier is that they love him!" Vali started laughing. "To believe my rival is a weakling like you! Ohhhh there is no doubt that I will win this supposed great battle."

Issei couldn't hold his anger anymore, and shouted, pointing at the man in the air. "You insult me! What are you!? Who are you!? No one knew of you until this meeting! So who are you Vali!" There was a silence that followed. But that was broken by laughter coming from the wielder of the White Dragon Emperor. The sole pawn felt a tick appear on his head. "What the fuck are you laughing at!?"

The man slowly got his breathing under control. "Ohh. I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself." Vali took a few deep breaths and stood straight. "Me, who am I? You ask." What he did next surprised everyone there. "I am Vali Lucifer, descendant of the Lucifer Clan, and son of Razevan Lucifer. I am who has the rightful claim to the Lucifer Clan." He finished summoning his eight demon wings, making some there gasp. "I am a being that holds the blood of the original Lucifer, and who wields the sacred gear of the Vanishing Dragon." He looked down at the visibly pissed Red Dragon Emperor. "I outclass you in every way possible, Issei Hyoudou of the Perverted Trio."

Once again there was silence as the two rivals stared at each other. The maou all stared in silence thinking about what he said, and the angels just stood there watching as this happened in front of them. However for one Rias, she was worried, she hasn't been able to sense her queen or room for some time, and their forces are running extremely low. She also knew that her sole pawn wouldn't last for much longer, his armour was cracked, and parts were missing, Rias knew if Issei went to fight Vali again, he would lose, and it might cost him his life.

"Whenever you think you are in trouble and need some help, always remember that I'll be there for you." She blinked as that memory came to the forefront of her mind. It was followed shortly by another memory. "Just remember that you will always have my help when you need it."

Rias felt her heart falter at the memories. She missed him, she missed seeing him in the clubhouse, sitting down on the couch or even coming to deliver something from Sona. Rias Gremory missed the mysterious hybrid, remembering the conversation she, her queen and rook had weeks ago, Ichigo Kurosaki. The crimson beauty placed both hands over her chest and told herself. 'Where are you, Ichigo. We need you. Akeno, Koneko, they need you, Ichigo. We all need you Ichigo. Please Ichigo, come to us.' She finished closing her eyes.

It was as if the world froze for a few seconds, nothing happened, there were no sounds, not even those fights that were happening in the distance disturbed the quietness here. The world then went back into motion, but this time, there were two distinguishable sounds. One was clapping, and the other a light chuckle.

"Very interesting." A voice spoke out, making everyone question who the voice belongs to… minus Sirzechs and Serafall who remember this voice from their time as youngsters, well the leader of the Fallen Angels tried to put the memories of the voice together, and for the two angels, one reacted with a glare, and the other sighed.

Together they said to themselves. 'It can't be, he's been dead for centuries?' They both looked in the direction of where the clapping was coming from, and out of the shadows came a man wearing a leather jacket and torn jeans. Sirzech, Serafall, and later Azazel felt as if all the air in their bodies just shot out all at once.

"And who are you?" Vali asked the man he was getting a feeling he should him, but didn't. The man looked up to him, and he watched as evil red eyes shot at him. For the first time in a long time, the White Dragon Emperor felt fear and stepped back. 'Who is this man?'

"Well boy. I am but a spirit who has been given its own body for but a moment." He answered, and looked at everyone, stopping on the people he knew. "It seems some of you recognized me." He clapped his hands and then grinned. "Well to truly answer your question, Boyo. I am the angel who fought God and was banished. He who Michael threw out of Heaven, and later became the first maou, Lucifer!"

Everyone then felt a deathly shiver go down their back, as he told them. If their history books were to be believed, the original Lucifer was a powerhouse, and cunning. But it also said he had died during the Great War. So how in the hell is he here! Pretty much everyone asked themselves.

The Demon then looked back to the white armour-clad man in the sky and pointed towards him. "You are a funny kid, I can tell you that." He dropped his hand. "But you are wrong. You have no claims to the Lucifer Clan." He said as he looked at the crimson-haired man. "Neither do you. Both of you have no claims to my clan. For I pick who is the rightful heir and owner of my estates. And that man has already been found and it's neither of you." He finished.

Everyone remained quiet as they took in the information they were just told. They were all thinking the same thing, but only one of them had the guts to speak it. "Then who is it?" The crimson-haired beauty asked for everyone.

The man looked to her, and they watched as a smile, a genuine one, appeared on his face. "I see why my master thinks so highly of you Rias Gremory." He said, and that already gave the crimson-haired beauty an idea of who it was, and immediately her jaw dropped and her eyes were the size of plates. "However, to answer your question. My true heir is none other than…" He then pointed to the moon where a ten-winged man appeared, and immediately the noticeable orange-haired stood out, Lucifer then finished. "Ichigo Kurosaki Shiba Naberius Lucifer!"

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TBC

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I want to give a massive thanks to a reader who helped with this chapter. He has helped in many of the previous chapters, but in this chapter, he has written the whole of the Akeno Fight, so a massive thanks to him.

Now onto the story. So, everything else in the chapter that wasn't mentioned, from the Rias and Issei, saving Gasper, the fight with Azazel, and the fight between the wielders of the Dragon Emperors, are all canon but different to fit the story.

So like in chapter 8, I will be thinking up a favourite goal for this story to continue. I will tell you the goal in chapter 20, where there will be something I hope you all enjoy. But that is for later. Please leave a comment to let me know what you think.