What's up, everyone! This is GKC here bringing you the next chapter in Fate DxD. I'm gonna skip all of the bullcrap that I'd normally spout out and all that shit.

I will say this though. I don't know jackshit about Fate/kaleid liner PRISMA ILLYA. I just added Illya, Miyu, and Kuro because I thought it would make it more interesting. Plus, fanservice, suckas! Let me tell you, I had to go on the Type-Moon wiki just to get information on all three of them and their stupid kaleido sticks, Ruby and Sapphire.

Fucking Zelretch…

Now for the disclaimer: I do not own, except my OC, the Fate series, Highschool DxD, or any material related. All rights go to their respective owners.

Now let's get this party started… BEGIN!

Fate/DxD

Chapter 4: Raid a Church: Savior's True Name

Kuoh Academy

For Student Council President Sona Sitri, or as she's secretly known as Sona Shitori, being in charge of the student council was hardly difficult. It was a great way to test out her leadership skills. After the school bell rang to signify the end of classes, there was a knock on the door, and she reluctantly got up to answer it.

She had not expected anyone to be here so early, especially since school had just literally ended. She slid the Student Council Room door open.

"So-tan!"

Then closed it immediately.

Why…?

Why did she have to be here?

And why the Hell did she have to wear that stupid magical girl outfit?

"So-tan! Why did you close the door? It's me! Your precious Onee-sama!"

Nope. Nope. She was not going to deal with this right now. She was not supposed to be here and she'd told her countless times to dress formally in the human world. It's like everything she talks about just goes out the other ear.

Sona ignored the pounding on the door, trudging back to her seat. A headache was already beginning to grow in her head. Maybe, if she ignored her, she'd go away. Please make her go away!

The black-haired girl sat down in her seat, lifting a sheet of paper up to read it. Even paperwork was preferable to dealing with her sister. Anything was preferable as long as she didn't have to deal with her older sister who had a thing for magical girls.

"Watcha doin?" The unmistakable voice that chimed behind her had sent chills up her spine.

"How did you get in?" Sona asked, hoping that her voice didn't betray her surprise. "The door's still closed."

Serafall Leviathan just walked in front of her, sitting on the chair that was usually meant for official guests. She brought a finger to her lips. "It's a Magical Girl secret! I can teach you...if you become a Magical Girl." She winked.

Sona violently shook her head. No way was that ever going to happen. She'd rather become Stray Devil chow than one of those *shiver* magical girls. "What are you doing here?" She asked, exasperation clearly evident in her voice.

In response, Serafall pulled out a photo from thin air, sliding it across the table. "So-tan, do you know these boys? They're students in this school."

The Shitori heiress pitied whatever poor boy that managed to garner her sister's attention. The last thing she needed in her life was a Magical Boy. Then she froze when she saw the crimson eyes and a head of raven black hair along with a golden brown haired, silver-eyed boy. "Ren Sanada and Elliot Draco." She stated. "Recently transferred students who seem to possess a strange magical energy unknown to us...and suspected to be affiliated with another Faction, though it is unknown if it's Heavenly or Fallen."

Leviathan looked surprised. "Awwww...so you knew about it already." She pouted. "That ruined the surprise."

Sona looked up at her disappointed sister, who looked nothing like one of the Four Devil Satans, dressed in her pink child-like clothes and magical wand in one hand. "Why do you know about them?" She questioned.

For a moment, she could see the serious look in Serafall's eyes, said eyes were calm and calculating, before they reverted back to their normal twinkling selves. "Well, one of my fans sent me a letter yesterday with a bunch of photographs. And guess what he wrote? That a student from my dear Sona-chan's school was seen playing with a bad man in a cafe. A very bad man. And I thought, 'Oh no! I have to let So-tan know about this!'" She slid another photo across the desk.

This time, Sona fell off her chair when her eyes saw it.

Ten wings.

A ten-winged Fallen. Sanada-san knew a ten-winged Fallen?

"That's Kokabiel, one of the Grigori Leaders, by the way. He's a very bad man." Leviathan piped in as her sister tried to get back on her chair.

She failed.

How? How did Ren Sanada know a bloody Grigori Leader?

"This...is troubling news." She managed to say, but the shock and worry was clear in her voice.

"That's why I'm here, of course! Other than to see you, I mean. So… Where is this Ren Sanada? I'd like to speak to him." The innocent smile on Serafall's face was enough to see the hidden predatory gleam in her pink eyes.

Sona frowned. She would love to have her sister with her to meet him, if nothing more than the fact that the presence of a Satan was a very comforting insurance. But there was a problem. "He said he wanted nothing to do with us."

"Oh poo. That's no fun!" Leviathan pouted. "Why would such a cute boy not want anything to do with cute little ole me?" She posed to show off her body and outfit much to Sona's annoyance.

"Before he's a potential enemy or ally, he's also a student here so I have to respect his wishes." The bespectacled girl stated. "If you want to meet him, I could always issue a meeting with him."

"Oh boy! This is great! Looks like I'm staying here So-tan!" Leviathan grinned excitedly, bringing her little sister close for a tight hug.

Sona mentally sighed. She hoped that wherever out in the world or beyond, there wouldn't be anyone else that had a fetish for those stupid magical girls.

Oh Sona, you poor, poor girl. You have no idea how strongly a certain vampire liked to express his desires to make magical girls.

(Begin Ougon no Kagayaki by Number 201)

(Instruments) The camera opens to a nighttime view of Kuoh, panning as a stream of white light hops across the rooftops. The light stops to reveal Savior, who notices a scarlet red light pass by him then follows after it. The screen cuts to a scene at the Academy to reveal Rias unleashing her Orb of Destruction at a shadowy smirking figure only for it to cast aside the attack then disperse a shockwave at the Gremory princess, who was saved by the untimely arrival of Issei with the Boosted Gear on his right arm. Cuts back to the nighttime scene where the white and scarlet lights clash with each other then land on the side of a building, revealing them to be Savior while his opponent was Avenger. Both Heroic Spirits lunged at one another, Savior with his sword raised while Avenger smirked, producing a set of deadly black claws

(Mune no oku fukaku hisomu kono kizu wa) Cuts to Ren's face, eyes opened, as the camera pans out to reveal him standing on the rooftop of Kuoh Academy, overlooking the town with the sun beginning to rise

(Iyasareru koto wa nai) A brief image of black and white feathers enshrouds the screen before flying away to reveal Savior resting against a tree, sword by his side, as he opens his palm to allow one of the white feathers to land in his hand

(Daraka boku tachi wa kono mi sutesatte) Cuts to Rias in the Occult Research Club room, sitting at her desk, with her Peerage by her side

(Tsuyokunarou to chikatta) Cuts to a shadowy cloaked figure, watching the town from atop of a tall structure, a wicked grin appearing underneath the hood

(Dare mo ga negai) Cuts to reveal Saber lounging on a rather expensive chair, her jagged red sword by her side with Caster leaning on top with her tail swishing about behind her

(Inochi butsuke au) Cuts to Lancer upon a stone bridge, twirling her crimson spear, releasing a breath of cold air from her lungs while Berserker appears from beneath the bridge, his blood red visor glowing in the darkness

(Mayoi wa iranai) Cuts to Rider and Assassin standing on the metal beams of a steel bridge, the lights of Kuoh cascading all around them

(Tatakau to kimeta kara) Cuts to Ruler and Archer back-to-back as the sun shines down upon the two before cutting to brief images of Rias, Issei, Savior, and Ren

(Furikazu ougon no kagayaki) The camera cuts to Ren in his Saber Install blade-locking a black version of Saber, both roaring as they break the lock and slash at each other with their swords, sending sparks flying

(Tozasareta yoru wo hiraku yaiba) Cuts to Rider unleashing a blood red magic circle, Archer firing an arrow from her bow, and Lancer using her Noble Phantasm against an Alter version of Cu Chulainn

(Kotae nado naito shitte ite mo) Cuts to Kokabiel grinning maliciously while an army of Fallen Angels appears behind him, wielding spears of light

(Risou no hate wo motome tsuzukeru) Ren looks back to see three young girls appear in a flash. Two of them revealed to be Illya and Miyu while the other was Kuro. All three wave at him to which he sighs with a sweatdrop

(Ano hi miageta hoshi wa ima mo) Cuts to a pale hand outstretching towards a golden light

(Yakitsuite kieru koto wa nai yo) Cuts to Savior bringing his sword up to bear while twelve glowing white wings appear on his back

(Tatta hitotsu no tashikana mono) The Heroic Spirit raises his weapon, the blade surrounded by holy energy, then slashes down, evoking a massive pillar of light that climbs to the darkened skies

(Hajimari no jibun oikaketeiku) Cuts back to Ren looking up at the starlit night sky, in a field of flowers as his Command Seals glow then fade away

(Instruments) The camera pans away from Ren for a few seconds, dark grey clouds enshrouding him from view as the title materializes in front of the screen

(End of Opening)

Ren's Apartment

The young magus thought the Servants would eat a lot but seeing these three new ten year old girls that practically inhaled the food before them was enough to change his mind. Are they even human?

"So, you mean to tell me that you're some sort of Sorcerer with the power to summon Heroic Spirits and you can also transfer their souls into Class Cards just like that?" Kuro, the girl that tried to kill him, asked while munching on a pork bun.

"That's the gist of it." Ren shrugged. "So why are you three here in this dimension?"

"Oh, Luvia-san and Rin-san told us to come here." Illya answered.

The Sorcerer raised a brow. "Okay…" He spoke, unsure of how to comment on that.

"Goshujin-sama, what are you going to do with them? They obviously can't go out in public." Caster stated, sitting indian-style like the dutiful wife she made herself out to be. "What if the rest of the Supernatural Factions investigate on the matter?"

The fox girl raised a valid point. It's not uncommon for foreigners to visit Japan but how was Ren going to explain three ten year old girls living in his penthouse if the Three Factions started sniffing their noses in his business? The young man sighed as he wordlessly used his chopsticks to eat a fried shrimp. God, Caster was such a great cook. Saber too when it was her turn to cook food.

Lancer added in her two cents. "It would be more prudent to establish a sort of false story."

Savior nodded in agreement. "I agree with Lancer. Maybe you could make up a tale that Ms. Illya and her friends are visiting from out of town."

"It could work but I wouldn't put it past that Gremory girl to get suspicious. For such a prideful being, she's pretty astute when she puts her mind to it." The crimson-eyed teen stated.

"Praetor, what about this Kokabiel's offer? Are you going to follow through with it?" Saber asked, her green eyes curiously looking into his own red ones. It was a normal question to ask but a rather difficult one to process. The Star of God wanted him to be the shepherd of humanity or at least, those that deserved to be saved.

"I don't know. Whatever happens in the future, I'll deal with it, I suppose." Ren replied.

Assassin looked at him. "Money?"

"Yeah, I checked the accounts and we're starting to run low. I figure it's time for me to start my hacking spree again." The Sorcerer remarked then realized something. "Didn't you come across a sort of job board that the Devils were petitioning along with requests in the form of slips of paper with a pentagram on it?"

The scarred girl nodded, answering his question.

"I think it's time I construct my own version of job requests." The slight grin breaking across his face was evident enough that he had an idea.

Some Time Later

Ren sat in his comfy leather chair with a satisfied smirk as he gazed into the new website that he manufactured as a faux imitation of the Devil job board. The tasks of which could be brought up by any normal humans that need assistance in their life. The Servants were all for doing this as a way to divert any more requests to the Factions. Although since they were more reliant on magic, they'd definitely forgo trying to track the source of the website's code.

Sometimes the Three Factions were plain stupid at times like traditional magi.

With his new request site completed, the Sorcerer began his hacking spree once more. His calling card leaving behind coded viruses to keep any unnecessary prying eyes from tracing his signal. His victims in cyberspace had no chance against him especially when some of them were unfortunate supernaturals that cursed his given pen name.

Still, no one, nor the government, could ever match up to his computer skills. Magic is still a problem for him but maybe in time he could gain some form of experience in that regard. Plus, his Servants were getting antsy.

Maybe somewhere along the way, the requests would bring up mentions of monsters for his Servants to slay. It would certainly be good practice should the time come.

Hmm?

A new request came in. The sender was from...Issei Hyoudou?

He hadn't really chatted with the perverted boy now turned Devil lately. For that, Ren felt terrible for neglecting his friend. Still, he had trust issues with the Devils at the moment but he couldn't deny a request. It could be something important.

The Sorcerer's crimson eyes scanned the job request on his personal laptop.

His brow slowly rose by each second as he read the passage. "Well, this is most interesting…" A rather devious smirk appeared on his boyish face.

The Next Day

Ren marched into the ORC room after receiving a call from Sona about something important. Apparently, Rias wanted to hear it too so she invited him to her club for a cup of tea and snacks. Now, the Sorcerer was still apprehensive of the redhead and her Peerage but that didn't mean he was gonna skip out on having Akeno's delicious tea.

"So what does Sitri-san want with me this time?" Ren questioned after drinking from his cup.

"This is as new to me as anything else." The Gremory heiress admitted. "Are you sure you won't join my Peerage? The life of a Devil could offer you with so much rather than the life of a human."

"Not gonna happen." Came his blunt answer.

Despite the fact that he was currently surrounded on all sides by Devils, he didn't come alone. In fact, he had his seven main class Servants in astral form acting as his bodyguards. Even if they could detect the mana of a Heroic Spirit, they wouldn't be able to survive a second against them. Their so-called Rook, Knight, Queen, Pawn, Bishop and King pieces are faux Servant classes and wouldn't be able to stand up to his.

Rias pouted cutely. "You're so mean, Sanada-kun!" She whined.

"Act your age for goodness sake." The raven-haired teen's brow twitched in annoyance as he sipped his tea. "You're supposed to be a young woman soon and yet you act like a child that didn't get the right gift on Christmas."

"Well, can you blame me for wanting such a powerful figure such as you to be in service to me?" The Gremory heiress retorted.

Ren gave her a blank stare in response.

"You know she's not gonna stop asking, right?" Kiba asked, being mildly more pleasant than the host at the moment.

"I know but it's so entertaining to see her get all pouty and frustrated." The Sorcerer admitted with a sly grin, much to Rias's irritation.

"That's not funny!" She exclaimed comically.

"To me, it is." Ren smirked. He could hear the giggles and amused chuckles from his invisible Servants. No doubt they found amusement in the social torture of the redhead as well.

Akeno giggled. "Ara, ara, I had no idea you can be such a tease, Sanada-kun." She purred.

"Usually, I'm not but seeing Gremory-san all embarrassed is what I find both amusing and adorable." Ren smirked.

Said redhead had the decency to blush in embarrassment which only brought another chuckle from the young man.

However, the amusement over the Gremory girl was shattered when a magic circle appeared in the center of the room. This drew Ren's attention to the sigil, recognizing it as the symbol of the demon Sitri. Two people rose from it, one of which the Sorcerer recognized.

Sona Shitori, the Student Council President and another pain in the ass woman in his life on this supernatural world.

But it was the second figure that drew his attention. The clothes, the hair, and even the whole cutesy aura that surrounded her made him want to tear out his own eyeballs and burn them to ashes. What mad woman would even consider wearing a magical girl outfit that...scandalous? So much pink and frills…

"Leviathan-sama!" Akeno called out in surprise.

The room suddenly felt several degrees colder when the supposed Leviathan of the Four Devil Satans suddenly plopped her butt right onto the lap of the Sorcerer. "Oh, Ren-tan is so handsome in person!" She wrapped her arms around his head and practically mashed his face against her impressive breasts. "I can see why So-tan likes you so much!"

"Nee-san!" Sona growled in irritation while a faint pink dusting on her cheeks revealed her embarrassment.

Saber, Caster, and Assassin glared at the childish Devil with a deathly aura surrounding their persons. 'That's my Praetor/Goshujin-sama/mother!' Came their respective thoughts.

Lancer, Rider, Archer, and Ruler all knew otherwise. Contrary to her choice in outfits, her pink eyes betrayed her power and maturity. Every warning signal in their instincts told them that this girl was definitely dangerous to the level of a Phantasmal Beast.

Even Ren could see it. The calm seriousness along with the hidden battle instincts that radiated in her muscle movements. Her eyes would dart occasionally over to Rias's Peerage to ascertain their safety before they landed back on him. He could feel the dark, cold mana that regulated from Devils from this young woman but there was a hint of ice to it like a calm blizzard just waiting to unleash its full destructive force upon all who would dare oppose it.

Still…

"Are you seriously the Leviathan?" Ren asked. He had expected he would meet one of the Satans at one point but this woman completely destroyed the image he had of them.

The seriousness drained from her face, replaced with a childish grin and shining eyes. If Zelretch were here, he'd probably be joining this girl in posing such as sticking her hand beside her face and forming a 'V' with her fingers as a sign of peace.

"That's right!" She sang. "I'm the great Magical Girl Miracle Levia-tan!"

Any other situation, the Sorcerer would be laughing or reading his book in peace. Now? He just wanted to slap his face to make sure he was still awake and not dreaming.

SLAP!

Nope, not a dream at all.

The Devils in the room were surprised by his current action. His Servants, nodded in understanding at why he would slap himself. Who wouldn't? A Satan pronouncing themselves as a Magical Girl would be unbelievable if you didn't know that said Satan was Serafall Leviathan.

"Sanada-san!" Issei spoke, stemming his apparent jealousy that the magus got a sexy, cute girl on his lap without even doing anything. "Did you get my request?"

Rias, Akeno, Kiba, and Koneko looked at the Pawn in confusion. What request?

"Aye, I did. You'll be happy to know that I've accepted it but I shall expect payment after the job is finished. Understood?" Ren leveled an even stare at the self-proclaimed Harem King.

"Right! I'll be sure to pay you back when you're done!" Issei grinned proudly.

"Hold on! What's this all about anyways?!" Rias interjected but silently swore to have a word with her Pawn after this fiasco was over with. "Why are you here, Leviathan-sama?"

"Oh, it's because Ren-tan here was a very naughty boy." Serafall smiled cutely while Sona tossed a photo that landed on the desk of the Gremory heiress. The King and her Peerage looked intently at the picture then turned their attention to the lone human in the room.

Curiously, Ren looked at the picture as well only to internally flinch when he noticed the picture was of him and Kokabiel conversing in the cafe. 'Shit...this will not end well.'

"Sanada-san," Sona's voice drew the mage out of his thoughts as he looked at the other occupants in the clubroom. His Servants tensing up for a fight. "Can you explain this?"

He contemplated on how he should proceed. "How can I explain this without worrying that you might kill me?"

"Answer the question." Gone was the normally stoic tone of the Student Council President, now replaced by the heiress of the Sitri house.

"Fine," Ren sighed. "Accursed woman…" He muttered under his breath then looked at them each with a neutral glare. "The Fallen appeared before me with a proposition. We chatted and discussed things then left without conflict."

"Why were you meeting with Kokabiel?" Rias narrowed her blue-green eyes at the human.

"I wasn't meeting him, he came to me after I kicked the shit out of the harpy that killed him." The Sorcerer gestured to the pervert-turned Pawn.

Now this caught Leviathan's interest. "And how could a human fight a Fallen Angel?"

"I just did. There wasn't much of a problem with it considering you supernaturals are too cocky in a fight when you underestimate your opponent," He smirked darkly at them. "Just ask the unfortunate Devils that tried to kill me."

Serafall narrowed her eyes at the boy. She remembered many days ago that a High-class Devil and his Peerage were effectively slaughtered by some unknown force. "So it was you?"

"Guilty as charge." Ren replied in a joking manner.

"So you turned into a knight and...killed them?" Issei asked horrified. He thought knights were supposed to be the good guys.

"No, you could say I had a little help in dealing with them." He answered. "Besides, they attacked me so I was well within my rights to defend myself," His crimson eyes scanned the occupants around him. "Just like I'll defend myself now if you cause me any trouble."

Serafall pouted. "That's no fun. What's the point in life if you can't start a little trouble?"

"You're supposed to be a magical girl. Saying things like that makes you an anti-magical girl." Ren deadpanned.

"Oh no! You're right!" The current Leviathan looked shocked that she would think of starting trouble then broke out into childish crying. "So-tan, Ren-tan's being mean to me!"

"Nee-san, act your age." The bespectacled girl sighed at her older sister's usual antics.

"And you are supposed to be a Satan? I'm starting to think that the leadership is filled with idiots." Ren scoffed, earning him glares from those that actually know, respect, and are related to the Four Devil Satans. "What's next, is the current Lucifer a good-for-nothing bum?"

"Don't talk bad about my brother!" Rias shouted, breaking her usual calm disposition. Her outburst surprised her Peerage and even Sona. Never had they heard the redheaded girl sound so angry before.

The Sorcerer smirked at her. "And what are you gonna do about it? Cry home to mommy and daddy?"

"Why are you such a jerk!?" The Gremory heiress yelled with gritted teeth.

"It's part of my personality. I like to annoy and piss people off because it amuses me." Ren chuckled. "Truthfully, I've never met your brother but still, do any of your leaders take things seriously?"

"Well…" Rias trailed off when she realized that the young man had a point. Despite being a Satan, her brother was...uncharacteristically lazy and a total siscon. "Only when they need to."

He sighed. The magus figured as much. Despite hostilities between his own Faction and the Devils, he was a bit disappointed that the Satans would act like children. "I see. In that case, I'll be taking my leave. I have errands to run." He stood up from his seat.

"Hold on! You can't leave just yet!" Sona demanded the young man to stop.

"Too bad. I'm leaving now." His hand reached for the door just when a sheet of magical ice blocked his way. He sighed in irritation. He had no time to play with the Devils right now. "Remove the ice now or you'll wind up getting hurt."

"Sorry, but I can't let you leave when my precious So-tan asked you to stop." Serafall childishly replied in a cutesy tone of voice but her eyes were hardened to that of the Satan she had been tasked to be. "So why don't you sit back down and let us finish the conversation, Ren-tan?"

"Lancer." At his command, the black-purple garbed one revealed herself for all to see (Issei staring pervertly at her breasts) as she took Gae Bolg in hand and directed it at the magical girl/Devil. "If she gets in the way, kill her."

"Very well, Master." The Lady of Shadows acknowledged the order.

"Caster, Saber," Two more beautiful ladies appeared, much to Issei's jealousy. Damn his senpai for acquiring more sexy chicks than him! "Break this sheet of ice for me please."

"Yes, Praetor/Goshujin-sama!" The blonde/fox-eared Servants nodded eagerly to please their Master.

"Rider, Archer, Assassin, Ruler," The rest of his Servants, each of them beautiful or cute materialized in existence. Issei's jealousy sparked to near volcanic levels. He had a loli in the group as well! Not only that, the three new women were drop-dead gorgeous; more beautiful than even Akeno and Rias! So not fair! "Keep a watchful eye on the other Devils."

"Yes, Master/mother," Hearing Assassin call Ren 'mother' drew a lot of eyebrows.

The Sorcerer sighed. "Still a guy, Assassin."

The scarred girl pouted cutely (Issei felt his heartstrings pluck when he saw how adorable she was) at her 'mother'. "Don't care. You're mother."

Before he could retort, Caster and Saber smashed the magical ice quite easily in fact. "Well done, you two." He nodded in their general direction, both of them puffing their chests out with pride.

"No fair, senpai! How come you already have a harem before me?!" The perverted Pawn cried out in despair and envy.

Ren looked at his friend with a raised brow. "Harem? They're my Servants. I don't have a harem."

"Then let me touch at least one of their breasts!" Issei held out his hands, squeezing the air as if wanting to touch just one titty.

"Pervert." Koneko deadpanned with disgust.

"Touch them and they break your hands. Not a threat but a warning." The magus deadpans as he and his Servants leave the room, leaving the shellshocked Devils to watch as they go.

Each of them had felt the power radiating from each of Ren's Servants. Some radiated with the aura of gods, monsters, and humans yet they felt even beyond that like something born from divinity or even beyond mortal means.

Serafall herself actually felt...terrified. When the woman with the lance stared her down, she saw a warrior who had fought every known threat that no mere mortal should ever face and killed it without any sign of remorse. While she was confident she could match the spear woman in strength alone, the others would no doubt leap to assist their comrade and effectively defeat Leviathan.

Whoever Ren Sanada is, he was quite a dangerous man…

Abandoned Church - Night

After returning back to his penthouse home, his Servants each gave him complaints on how he handled the current situation. Granted, it was not the smartest thing to antagonize a Satan but annoying them was just so amusing.

Illya, Miyu, and Kuro had asked what they meant by him annoying a Satan. He just responded as him teasing a few girls. They each gave him pouty expressions. It was cute, that much he could admit. Still, he had a task to do after all.

Issei's request from his online job website had been quite interesting. Apparently, two days ago, the pervert met a nun by the name of Asia Argento, who seemed to have this ability to heal any wound inflicted upon a person. After which, he met a derange exorcist by the name of Freed, who killed someone that requested from a contract help from a Devil. Issei, being the only one available, was brought in but had nearly been killed by the madman had it not been for the arrival of Asia, who pleaded for his life to be spared.

Everything after that had details on where the girl was taken, how his master forbid him from seeing her again and not only that but Rias seemed quite adamant in her decision to keep someone of the cloth away from her Peerage like some overprotective mother hen. Honestly, Ren agreed with the redhead. It wasn't Issei's business to handle the affairs of the Church but like a persistent idiot, he ignored his King and made the request out to him.

His request being that he help him save Asia Argento from her fate.

Ren, at first, believed this to not be his problem but then he noticed the ones who had kidnapped the girl: Fallen Angels. The sick grin he had when he read it would make even Gilgamesh proud. It was a perfect opportunity to get payback on the black-winged fucks that humiliated him after his failure to protect Issei from being killed.

Which is where we find the anti-hero for our story, standing in front of the broken down church with Savior, Saber, Lancer, and Rider by his side. Archer was posted a few yards away as lookout in case any stragglers or reinforcements came or tried to run. Caster, Assassin, and Ruler were with the three little girls currently at his base/home to keep watch over the three girls that came from another world.

"Praetor, what's the plan?" Saber asked, her red jagged sword held aloft in her right hand.

"We're going straight in there, kick the asses of anyone that gets in our way, and rescue Hyoudou's nun friend." Ren answered bluntly.

Rider, stoic woman as she is, looked at her Master apprehensively. "That sounds reckless."

"That's because it is." Lancer sighed.

Savior rubbed the back of his head. "I tried to talk him out of it but our Master is stubborn."

"Enough chatter!" The Sorcerer declared firmly, reaching into his pocket to draw out a new Class Card. The Throne of Heroes reacting to his call as a new soul answered, traveling from his own soul into the empty card. The card which symbolizes the Saber class. "Include: Saber!"

Materializing in his right hand was an ornate, sparkling white silver sword adorned with splendid decorations and red details on the hilt, grip, and pommel. It was a blade that befitted those worthy of kingship but there was a hidden power to the blade.

"Minna, let's go. Our job begins now." Ren declared as he and his four Servants marched into the church. The Sorcerer kicking down the doors as he does so. "Listen up, bitches! You have two choices, surrender now and keep your lives or fight us and die!"

The army of Stray Exorcists inside glared at the five newcomers, arming themselves with swords of light and light guns.

"Alright, guess we do this the hard way." He smirked darkly. "Lancer, Rider, have fun."

Mimicking their Master's smirk, both Servants brandished their weapons and lunged at the armed clergymen with vicious ferocity. Rider with her fluid agility and unorthodox chained daggers slayed many of the foolish warriors that tried to attack her with close-range combat. Lancer, using her speed, pierced the hearts of the exorcists with her spear or removed their heads with a simple slash of her barbed weapon.

Warriors trained to combat Devils they may be, they were still human and could never stand up to the strength of a Heroic Spirit. That which transcended the bounds of a mortal to become a spirit capable of reaching the Throne of Heroes.

"Th-They're not human!?" One exorcist cried out.

"Run for your lives! We can't beat these freaks!" Another shouted only for Rider's dagger to stab into his head.

"You won't be escaping here alive." The beautiful blindfold-wearing Servant stoically stated as she killed another exorcist by kicking his head so far back that the vertebra connecting his spine and neck snapped in twain.

"You should've run when our Master gave you the chance." Lancer narrowed her eyes as a set of Gaelic runes appeared in front of her then released a stream of fire that burned several of the humans alive.

Ren, Savior, and Saber passed by the carnage all around them as if nothing were happening at all. The screams of the dying, the body parts flying, and the blood pooling across the dirty floor yet never touching their feet. It was like the entrails and blood reeled away in fear of the Sorcerer and his Servants.

Once the last of the human exorcists had been slain, Rider and Lancer rejoined their companions. A few of their prey managed to escape but a mental message from Archer gave them a reprieve when she reported dispatching the fleeing cowards that avoided their fate with Thanatos.

Undeterred, the party of five marched into another room where another Stray Exorcist awaited them. He was a young man with messy silver hair and deranged eyes. His cocky-looking smirk seemed to piss off Ren for some reason.

"What's this? I expected some shitty Devils! Not some kid and his entourage of cosplayers!" The young man cackled loudly.

"Who the hell are you supposed to be?" Ren questioned, raising a brow in the exorcist's direction.

"The name's Freed Sellzen! I'll be the one to chop off your head." The madman ran his thumb across his neck to emphasize his point.

"Saber, shut this fool up." The magus deadpanned.

"Gladly, Praetor." The red-garbed woman nodded firmly, her golden sabatons clicking against the ground as she stepped towards Freed.

"Oh look at this," Freed produced a sword of light along with a gun, his mad grin still plastered on his face. "A little blonde whore ready to offer her life to God?"

"You're so foul-mouthed." Saber pursed her lips.

"Kiss my ass, bitch!" The exorcist sneered.

A flash of red entered the madman's vision. Before he realized it, Saber had already appeared in front of him and buried the pommel of her sword into the Stray exorcist's stomach. Due to her spiritual nature, her strength instantly knocked the silver-haired man unconscious.

"Hmph, all bark and no bite." Saber huffed, obviously displeased with how weak her opponent truly is.

"Well, they are just humans. Even if they were Executors, they wouldn't be able to match up to a Servant's skill." Ren commented as he and the other Servants passed by Freed's unconscious form. He had no business with a lapdog, he wanted the main course for battle. He could feel the Heroic Spirit that inhabited the Class Card he wielded surge with pent-up bloodlust, ready to rend flesh from bone. "Now all that's left is the Fallen."

The five stood before a door after making their way down a path of stairs. The silence kept each of them wary especially when no living creature made a single sound.

"So now what do we do, Master?" Savior asked, his hand never once leaving the handle of his katana.

"We knock," Ren glanced at Rider. "If you would?"

"My pleasure." The blindfolded beauty stepped forward and kicked the door open with her supernatural strength, effectively sending the pieces of splintered wood into the chapel.

The five warriors gazed upon in silent horror at a lone blonde girl dressed in the tattered clothes of a nun, hanging by a metal cross while four individuals stood around her. One of them being the familiar figure of Raynare, who was holding something in her palm only for it to fly right into her chest, melding with her flesh. Another was a bearded man, lounging against the church's walls with his arms crossed. A blonde girl who looked to be eleven years old sat on a table with her dainty legs kicking childishly against the wood. A dark-haired beauty in a revealing dress with her face set into a bored mask draped herself over a chair.

The beautiful black-garbed Fallen turned to look in surprise at the angered crimson gaze of Ren Sanada. "You again!?"

He didn't dain her a response, instead he marched up the stairs past the four Fallen Angels then with a single swing of the sword in his grasp, he removed the restraints binding the nun from the cross, caught her, and gently laid her onto the ground.

The boy checked for a pulse… Nothing…

"She's dead." The Sorcerer said, his hair shadowing his eyes.

"That's right." Raynare replied.

"You killed her." He spoke softly, putting the dead girl's hands together in a sign of peaceful sleep.

"Yes." The bondage strap-wearing Fallen said again, a bit more immediate than before.

A momentary silence greeted the gathered parties. The magus stood up then glanced over his shoulder at the four Fallen with an almost icy cold look in his eyes. "You should stop killing humans."

Raynare had to resist the urge to laugh at the audacity of the boy in front of her. "Are you threatening us?"

"Maybe I am," The young man shrugged. "Kokabiel seemed to think I was quite the threat."

"What did you say?!" The Fallen snarled angrily at the boy.

"Why did you kill Issei and the girl?" Ren questioned, ignoring the apparent anger from the woman.

"Because they were born with something they shouldn't have, so they had to die."

Savior, who had remained silent for most of the conversation, spoke up, "That is not a very good reason."

"Who asked you, human!" She sneered, making a disgusting emphasis on the word 'human'.

"Human?" The golden brown-haired young man chuckled. "My dear, I am far from a normal human."

"This conversation has become rather boring. I think I'll satisfy my boredom by beating you Fallen trash until you're begging me for mercy." Ren took a glance at his four Servants. "Kill them."

With a wordless nod, each of his Servants attacked one of the Fallen. Rider battling the bewitching woman, Lancer fighting the bearded man, Saber against the blonde girl, and Savior along with his Master facing off against Raynare. The four Fallen Angels materialized their spears of light to battle against their opponents.

"You're definitely strong for a woman." The bearded man commented after blocking a kick from Rider. "Care to tell me your name, warrior?"

"You may call me Rider." The stoic woman replied then swung her chained dagger to pierce the Fallen's heart.

The man parried the attack away and threw his spear forward to skewer Rider's heart, however, her high rank in Agility saved her life as she effortlessly leaped over the holy light and kicked him right in the jaw.

He spat out blood and grinned almost savagely. "Well, Rider-san, allow me to grace you with my own name," He twirled his light spear in hand and entered a battle stance. "I am Dohnaseek, a Fallen Angel of the Grigori! Come, let us see how strong you really are!"

"Very well," Rider replied firmly, entering her own combat stance as she and Dohnaseek lunged at each other, eager to slay the other in glorious combat.

Lancer and the scantily-dressed woman fought each other with spears in hand. Even though she was a Fallen, her skill with a spear was nothing to laugh about. Had she been born during the Servant's time back in Ireland, she would've made her a student but alas, she was but an enemy. Such a waste of talent.

"Your right side is too sluggish." The red wine-haired woman commented, pointing out a flaw in the Fallen's fighting style. The crimson barbed spear she wielded scratched the scantily dress of the Fallen woman, a thin cut line with red liquid lightly pouring out signaled her injury. "Relax your grip, it will only hamper your fighting."

The Fallen woman blanched at her opponent. She thought they were fighting but every time she would strike, she would criticize and scratch her like a teacher schooling their student. It was embarrassing! "I'm not a child! Do not lump me with a mere novice! For I, Kalawarner, need no help from a human!"

"I'm far from human, kid. Whatever experience you have, I've had millennia more." Lancer stated, hitting the woman right in the gut with the shaft of her spear. Kalawarner backpedaled from the blow with a gagging cough. "But I shall be lenient and treat you as a fairly amusing opponent."

With a snarl, the Fallen lunged at the spearwoman with a light spear in hand.

Saber scrutinized her pint-sized foe with a wary look. The Fallen, despite having the appearance of a child, was just as dangerous as the adults. However, there was something she couldn't put her mind to…

"Why do you wear black and white so much?" She asked, honestly curious.

"What?" The child Fallen blanched in surprise.

"I mean, not to be offensive or anything, but such colors are too drabby for a little girl. You should wear red more. It's a much more beautiful color worthy of art." The Emperor of Rose proclaimed, placing her jagged crimson-black sword down but not once letting her guard falter.

"T-that's what you ask your opponent?! Her choice in fashion!" The girl screeched, annoying Saber slightly by how loud she was. It honestly reminded her of Caster. "Are you a dimwit?! And what about your clothing? It's so gaudy and scantily! Are you trying to make yourself look like a whore!?"

Mittelt expected the blonde woman to get angry, to yell or curse at her. She never expected...quite the opposite…

A buildup of tears appeared at the corner of Saber's eyes. "You think my clothing is…*hic*...gaudy?" In a split second, she started bawling her eyes out like a child.

For some reason, the young Fallen didn't like to see the Servant crying. "Uh, I-I'm sorry! I was just joking! Your fashion is quite lovely!" She quickly apologized but mentally berated herself for doing such a thing.

And just like that, Saber went back to her usual boisterous, flashy self. "Umu, I knew that my clothing was a work of art! Only the finest tailors in Rome could craft something as beautiful as this." She did a little twirl that showed a little of her white panties and lithe legs.

"Aren't we gonna start fighting?" Mittelt asked, a bit uncomfortable with how the woman in front of her was acting.

"Oh," The Heroic Spirit of the Sword stopped her showboating and readied her blade. "Yes, it is time we get down with our conflict!"

"Finally!" The Fallen huffed, taking her light spear and beginning her attack on Saber.

Savior and Ren struck at Raynare, who had materialized two light spears to do battle with the Master/Servant pair. The Servant's scarlet blade met the Fallen's spear of light while the Sorcerer's own silver blade bit into her side, splashing blood onto the dirty floors of the chapel.

Raynare hissed in pain as she stepped back but the effects of Twilight Healing reformed her flesh. She allowed a smug smirk on her beautiful face. "You see? You cannot kill me! I've acquired the power of Twilight Healing and with its power, you will not stop me!"

Ren furrowed his brow. Twilight Healing? Is that a Sacred Gear? Could that be why the nun was killed? His grip on the silver sword in his hand tightened. "Everything dies. Nothing is immortal, not even God himself." He lunged at the Fallen, letting the blade of his weapon sing its battle song to tear flesh and rend bone.

"You believe yourself above Him? You're even more foolish than I thought!" Raynare sneered, blocking the human's savage swordplay with her twin spears. Her instincts screaming at her to dodge, which she does by leaping over a flying roundhouse from Savior. The Fallen snarled at her opponents. "You insolent humans must learn their place as nothing more than sacks of mortal meat!" She screamed, flying at the Master-Servant pair to skewer their hearts.

Savior, with his parameters, managed to avoid the attack. However, Ren was not as lucky. Despite the prowess of the Saber Class he currently commanded, he was still human so it when a spear of light pierced his left thigh, he could barely control the roar of pain that almost echoed from his throat.

"Master!" Savior cried out in concern but was forced to avoid a barrage of light spears from the smirking Fallen Angel.

Ren gritted his teeth in pain. The holy lance was searing into his flesh like molten lava. He grasped it with one hand, ignoring the burning sensation his palms were feeling then tore the light spear out. His eyes landed on the large hole in his leg, no doubt limiting his mobility. He knew nothing of healing magecraft so this would be quite a problem for him to continue his fight.

"And now you die!" Raynare cackled, lunging at the seemingly defenseless Master, her spear poised to impale his heart...had Savior not stood in front of her to allow the spear to sear through his armor and flesh. "What!?"

The Heroic Spirit, despite being impaled by the spear of light, showed no ounce of pain on his delicate features. In fact, it was almost like the light searing his flesh had no affect on him at all.

Saber, who had sent her young foe flying into a pillar, looked upon the sight of her Praetor and fellow Heroic Spirit. "Savior!" She cried out in horror.

Raynare chuckled sinisterly. "How sweet. The servant protecting their master by sacrificing his own life. Admirable but foolish!" She twisted the spear further into Savior's torso but mentally scoffed when she didn't receive any noise that came from him to signal pain. "You're going to die here along with your comrades, like the pathetic human scum you are!"

Then Ren did something that surprised the Fallen...he chuckled…

"You poor deluded girl." His crimson gaze glared into the violet orbs of Raynare. "You have no idea what powers you are messing with."

"Oh? Enlighten me, human." The sadistic woman sneered.

"Savior," The Sorcerer brought up his right arm with the Command Seals seared on his flesh. "By order of my Command Seal, I order you...to evoke your true power!"

A thin, wry grin appeared on the young man's face. "As you wish," His silver eyes started to change color. "My Master!" From peaceful silver, they became a sickly yellow that could almost be mistaken for gold.

Flesh of mortal man,

Raynare felt a surge of power from the Servant she impaled.

Begone and reveal,

Savior continued his mantra as an aura of light and darkness surged around him.

He who hath Fallen from His domain,

The rest of the Fallen could only stare in both awe and terror. Their battles with the other Servants null and void.

Let thine light cast a shadow upon my enemies,

Six sets of wings emerged from Savior's back. The right side bearing six pinions of pure white light. The left side bearing hellish black pinions stained with sin.

Burn all before me. Morning Star!

The Fallen Angels felt this surge of light and darkness. They knew only one being with such power and held six sets of wings, half of purity and half of sin.

Savior stepped forth. Gone was his armor, now replaced by a simple white robe that covered his lower modesty but revealed the sun-kissed skin and muscle structure that would make even gods jealous. A face so beautiful that it was neither masculine or feminine which only added to the beauty of it all. His golden brown hair had grown to the point it reached his collarbone with two long horns pointing straight up out of his cranium, his eyes closed to hide the golden gaze from the world but the aura he produced made any creature that knew him bow in respect. His wings graceful yet sinister, beautiful yet ugly, gently flapped as his bare feet touched the cold, hard floor.

"I am Servant Savior, in service to my Master: Ren Sanada." He spoke, his voice regal and full of authority yet gentle and melodic. "I am he who rebelled against his Father. I am the first to Fall. The one who led legions against the armies of Heaven and Hell. I was known as the Morning Star."

His eyes opened. His gaze staring into Raynare's very soul as she dropped to her knees in both fear and respect.

"I am Lucifer…" His palms sparked with tainted holy power. "And I have come to administer punishment to naughty children."

A/N: That's it for this chapter. Apologies for the long wait. I was busy dealing with college and moving. Plus, I was preoccupied with my other stories.

Yeah, so I revealed Savior's true identity. Bet ya'll weren't expecting him to be Lucifer now, weren't ya? Don't worry, he's not the real Lucifer. Think of him as the human incarnation of Lucifer that followed the ways of justice and honor.

Now I can finally show off his stats as a Servant.

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Bold = Devil Form

Italics = Angel Form

Class: Savior

Master: Ren Sanada

True Name: Lucifer

Titles: Helel, Strongest Seraph, Great Demon, King of Darkness, Shining One, First Fallen

Sex: Male

Height/Weight: 180cm/75kg

Alignment: Neutral Good/Chaotic Evil

Strength: C+/A/A

Endurance: B/B+/A

Agility: C/A+/B

Mana: B/EX/EX

Luck: B+/C/B

Noble Phantasm: EX

Class Skills-

Magic Resistance: B/A/A+

In his human form, he can resist high-level magic spells. In his angel form, he can resist spells of a holy nature along with many elemental spells besides darkness. In his devil form, he resists dark spells along with other elemental spells besides light.

Battle Continuation: A/A/A+

All three of his forms can fight even if he receives a grievous wound in either form.

Divine Protection: B/B+/E

In his human form, he upholds justice and honor to which his Father granted him protection against monsters of an evil nature. His angel form, receives this ability as well. His devil form however, loses this ability due to his betrayal of Heaven.

Personal Skills-

Charisma: A+

He is a natural-born leader, who rose high in the ranks of the Seraphim. Even his Fall did little to keep him from coercing other angels to Fall with him. When he became Satan, he ruled the Underworld with an iron fist.

Mana Burst: A

All three of his forms can perform this skill. His human and angel form can release holy or dark mana but his devil form releases pure malicious darkness.

Divinity: B/E

Born as an Angel, Lucifer receives this skill as a son of God. However, after his fall and transformation into a Devil, he loses his Divinity.

Aura of Light and Darkness: EX

A skill granted to him after his Fall, allowing him to use the powers of both light and darkness.

Noble Phantasm(s)-

Morning Star "He who Fell from Heaven": A+

Savior's Noble Phantasm to transform into his Angel Form. Requires a Command Seal for use. Savior, in this form, is powerful enough to level entire cities with but a wave of his hand however he is still susceptible to black magic.

Satan "The Demon King of the Underworld": A+

Savior's Noble Phantasm to transform into his Devil Form. Requires a Command Seal for use. Despite being a part of the Savior-Class, he gains this form due to his leadership in the Underworld. He becomes cruel and vicious to all but his Master but holy-related artifacts can still hurt him.