What's up, everyone! This is GKC here bringing you the next chapter in Fate DxD. This is more of a tie-in then a start to an arc. Next chapter will definitely be the beginning for the Excalibur arc.

To those of you who aren't liking the story anymore, I don't care. I do things how I want. I could care less if a few unhappy readers don't like it just because it doesn't go their way.

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Now let's get this party started… BEGIN!

Fate/DxD

Chapter 8: New Allies and New Goals

(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)

Grail Faction HQ

Ren sat across from the leader of the Fallen Angels: Azazel. He just couldn't understand how such a laid-back individual was able to lead a faction of black-winged Angels.

Right now, the man was drinking a hot cup of tea made by Kuroka, who wanted to score romance points with her Goshujin-sama. "My, this is splendid! I really gotta get me a secretary that can make tea just like this." He smiled charmingly at the former Stray Devil. "Your talents have improved, Kuroka-chan."

"Oh, you flatter me, Azazel-sama." She giggled in her hand.

"You two know each other?" Ren raised a brow.

"I helped her escape from a few pursuers." The Fallen shrugged. "I never was one to leave a lady with a nice pair of breasts alone."

Great, the Fallen version of Issei Hyoudou…

If the two ever met… he shuddered at the thought of the two perverts getting along very well.

"Ah, we seem to be getting off topic," Azazel replied, regretfully, removing his sight away from Kuroka's cleavage to look back at the crimson-eyed boy. "I trust you haven't done anything vile to my subordinates, yes?"

"I'm not that sort of person." Ren replied, figuring 'vile' must mean either 'torture' or 'rape'. The former wasn't even in his head. Sure, he was curious about their physiology but he's still an amatuer magus. The latter? He'd rather die than perform such a deed.

"Are they doing well?" Azazel inquired.

"In a manner of speaking," He shrugged. When he noticed the Fallen's brows furrow, he quickly replied, "They had a vicious fight with my Servant. It didn't end well. They live but they'll most likely need a psychiatrist for what they've experienced."

"Oh? Who did they face?"

Savior appeared behind Ren. "Me." He answered. "It's been a long time, Azazel. Still the same shameless man I've always known you to be."

"Do I know you?" The Fallen raised a brow in confusion and interest.

"Not in this form, but we have met." The Heroic Spirit replied. This only added more confusion and interest towards the Fallen Angel. It makes him curious to who he really is.

"So you fought Raynare and her group?" Azazel inquired.

"Yes, my Master commanded me to fight so I delivered their punishment." Savior replied.

"One man fought against four highly trained Fallen Angels? I'm amazed." The Governor General grinned.

"I'm far from a normal man." The Servant shrugged with a nonchalant smile.

"Savior," Ren spoke, mentally dismissing his Servant, who acknowledged the order and stepped back towards the others that stood guard over their Master. "Now, you said you're a friend of Sirzechs?"

"That's right." Azazel nodded.

"What did he tell you?" The boy furrowed his brows at the man.

"Oh, how you control familiars that look more human than beast, possess magic that allows you to change forms or use different abilities, and how you've been a bully to his dear little sister before saving her from that pompous ass." The Fallen Angel listed off some of what the Maoh had informed him.

"Hmm, I suppose some of that is true." Ren mumbled.

"But what I find quite strange is that there seems to be hardly any record of you besides school records." Azazel added.

This comment seized Ren's heart for a brief second before he kept his neutral facade on the Fallen. "And your point being?"

"You see, there is a realm called the Dimensional Gap," Ren swore Azazel's smile was threatening to grow. "It exists between Earth, Heaven, and the Underworld. However," And he saw the smile turn into a wide grin. "It is also known as a realm between other dimensions."

The boy's interest raised. Dimensional Gap? Is it this dimension's version of a Kaleidoscope? "And you think this Dimensional Gap is where you believe I came from?"

"By normal standards, being in the Gap would kill you in the matter of seconds without magical protection. So, Ren Sanada, what do you plan to do?"

"My plan is to keep humanity from being destroyed by ignorant fools that desire war." The Sorcerer replied. "If peace is achieved between the Three Factions, all the better."

"Ah, then meeting me was the best thing to do."

"Pardon?"

"You see, the Three Factions will be meeting soon, discussing a Peace Treaty between the Three Factions. Heaven, Fallen Angels, and the Underworld."

"And you're telling me this, why…?" Ren inquired.

"You want to see peace form, am I right?" Ren stared for a minute before giving a curt nod. "You could announce your goal, to explain why peace is necessary."

"So you want me to attend, is that right?"

"Correct, only if you wish to attend."

The boy thought it over then shrugged. "I'll give it some thought." He replied. "What about your subordinates?"

"I was actually hoping that you'd have them under your care." Azazel offered.

…

…

…

"Say what?" He said. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you. Did you just say you want me to take care of them?"

"I did."

"What do I look like? Their babysitter?" The Sorcerer remarked.

"Yes," Azazel replied.

"You're just asking to be punched in the face, aren't you?" Ren narrowed his eyes at the Fallen.

"As long as I get a view of those beautiful breasts that your Servants have, all the better." He grinned shamelessly.

Ren could feel a headache growing already just by talking with this man…

"But I digress, are you willing to look after four Fallen Angels for a couple days?" The Fallen asked.

Sighing, the boy gave a curt nod. "I suppose that can be arranged. Though, I'll need to find a bigger place."

"Not a problem. I'll simply get a few minions to fix up the interior with a bit of magic." Azazel grinned.

"Why would you do that?" Ren raised a brow in suspicion.

"Well, you're watching over my subordinates. Think of it as added insurance." The Fallen Angel replied with a shrug.

"What's to stop me from looking around to find any bugs or hidden familiars violating my privacy?" The Sorcerer inquired, glaring at the man.

"You have my utmost promise that I won't bug your new place." Azazel assured the boy.

Ren frowned at the Grigori leader. "You'll find I'm not so easily convinced." With a sigh, he relaxed in his seat. "But I will allow this, if only to show it as a sign of good faith."

"Wonderful!" The man boisterously declared, despite his aloof laziness and perverted tendencies. "I'll be making some calls back home." He stood up from his seat after finishing the last of his tea. "In any case, try to be gentle with Raynare and the others. I spoke with them while you were away and… they honestly seem to be frightened of you."

"Well, that wasn't the general idea but…" Ren shrugged. "Hey, whatever works."

"Still, don't be so hard on Raynare. She may not seem like it but she's been through a lot ever since her Fall." Azazel frowned as if remembering a terrible memory. "All Fallen have…"

The young man realized what the Governor General was saying. Like all Fallen that have sinned, Raynare was no different. To be dragged away from the only home that she's ever known since her birth. To be shunned from her former Angel brothers and sisters. To be delivered Divine Retribution from a phantom incarnation of the First Fallen. In all honesty, Ren pitied the woman. She was like a lost child being guided by those with less than praiseworthy goals. In fact, if Savior hadn't intervened then it was most likely that the four Fallen Angels would've died that night.

"I will do my best." He replied. It wasn't meant to be considered a confirmation but a promise. And he always kept his promises.

At that moment, Ren witnessed Azazel's grin looking more… genuine. As if he hadn't truly smiled in centuries. "You have my thanks, young man."

Khaos Brigade

Ophis, the Infinite Dragon God, had long desired her silence and to rid herself of the Great Red from her old home, the Dimensional Gap. In fact, she had been gathering her own Sacred Gear users that possessed Longinus-type Gears. Luckily for her, she managed to get a reincarnated hero that wielded the power of the True Longinus, the one said to have pierced the heart of God's son.

Briefly during these last few weeks, she had been feeling an unending energy that sent a shiver through her spine. Which shouldn't be possible since she was a being that controlled the very fabric of Space and Time. At least, before the accursed Great Red took her home… selfish bastard…

Recently, she had managed to discover that the energy source came from a human. However, there was something about the mortal that seemed unnatural. Despite their apparent otherworldly powers, Ophis had discovered that the human's very soul possessed a piece of a greater Miracle from another dimension. A Miracle that the World itself rarely, if ever, bestowed upon those that it created.

She had briefly considered coercing the human to join her side, but that seemed unlikely. The child was an unknown factor that could either be a great asset or a dangerous element.

"The Infinite Dragon God," A voice spoke, drawing the small girl's attention towards a mysterious black-cloaked figure with a pair of glowing yellow eyes beneath a hood. "I should be honored, but then I'd be lying."

Ophis glared at the mysterious individual. "Who are you? How did you get past-"

"Your forces? Quite easily, I might add. They are, after all, just a bunch of children wielding faux magical weapons that could be little more than children's toys." The figure replied. "As for my identity, that is none of your concern."

The Infinite Dragon God glared at the being. "Why are you here?"

"Let's just say that there's a mutual interest we both have towards the human leading a Faction of his own."

Ophis raised a delicate brow. "And what's your interest in the child?"

The figure smirked beneath their hood. "Why, to kill him, of course."

Kuoh Academy - The Next Day

Savior stretched his arms after his English class had ended for the day. After the fiasco with Riser and Azazel, Ren had returned to school along with his Servant: Savior.

Throughout the entire day, the First Fallen had noticed that his Master was starting to mellow out, and even started to chat and laugh with the Devils within the school. Truthfully, from what he could entail in this world, Kokabiel was a well-known snake, being the spy for God when he was still part of his Heavenly Angels.

A thin grin appeared on his face whenever he caught the looks his young Master received from Rias, Akeno, and Koneko, even if the boy didn't realize it yet. Teenage crushes are just so dramatic yet adorable.

Before the Servant realized it, a body crashed into him, sending the other person to the floor with a cute yelp while Savior stood in place, not really affected by the impact since he was a Heroic Spirit.

"Oh, my apologies, I didn't see you there." He comments, looking down at the person in question only to realize that it was a girl.

Said girl looked to be seventeen years old with pink hair that reached her waist with long bangs that covered her eyes though from the glimmer it seemed they were red; not like Ren's crimson, but more of a ruby color. She was definitely Japanese with alabaster skin, a short height (shorter than Asia's from the looks of it), and a slim figure. Her bust (like all the girls) was quite big. Probably nearing the size of either Akeno or Rias. Like all the girls in Kuoh Academy, she wore the uniform.

"Here, let me help you up." Savior smiled, holding his hand out to her.

The girl shirked away from him as her body shook with pure unadulterated terror.

Huh? Did he do something wrong? The Servant blinked in confusion. "What's the matter?" He took a step forward, placing a hand on her shoulder.

However, his caring gesture had the opposite result. Instead of calming down, the girl started to hyperventilate then pushed Savior away from her as she screamed and ran away from him, fleeing down the hallway.

The Heroic Spirit watched as the girl disappeared, leaving him all alone. While he would be put off at the fact that the female ran away from him in sheer terror, Savior had sensed something within her that had him on edge. From the interrogation of the Fallen Angels, Sacred Gears had a certain mana signature that Servants would assume to be a mage's magic container. For example, Ren (being the vessel for the Heaven's Feel) had a distinct signature that bordered between life and death. The girl had a signature that felt calm like an ocean breeze on a summer's eve.

That meant the girl possessed a Sacred Gear that was just on the verge of awakening.

Savior quickly messaged Ren through their telepathic link. "Master, we have a situation…"

Meanwhile…

After fleeing from the boy that touched her, Sakuya tried to searched for her older brother. She needed to find him so that she could calm down.

The girl's hyperventilating breaths were enough to drive anyone insane. In fact, she should've been lucky she hadn't met that Servant's Master. He would've just found her condition annoying and considered her useless even if she did possess a Sacred Gear. Though since she didn't know anything about who they truly were, she just let her androphobia consume her like always.

Memories of when she had been bullied and almost raped by the male population of her last school ran through her head. She never wanted to be near any other man for the rest of her life, save for her brother.

She broke out of her thoughts when she caught sight of the object of her pleas. "Onii-chan!"

A familiar dark-haired, feminine-looking boy stopped then looked back only to be wrapped in a tight hug as his sister cried into his chest. "Sakuya-chan, what's wrong?" He pets his younger sister's pink hair, calming the girl down as she shivered in fear.

"I… I was touched again…" Came her reply as she shyly buried her head into his shirt.

The boy, Raven, sighed. He figured that this would happen again due to his sister's tendency to act out when confronted by the opposite sex. "Shhh, it's alright. Your big brother is here."

"Onii-chan…" Sakuya nuzzled closer, reveling in her brother's warmth. Her earlier panic attack vanishing.

"Come on, I'll take you home." The young man smiled down at his imouto, guiding her out of the halls and away from any prying eyes.

What the two didn't know was that they were being watched by the mysterious cloaked figure. "Interesting, more Sacred Gear users? I suppose I could always add their souls to my collection." With a snap of their fingers, several shadows appeared behind the figure. "Follow them. Once they're alone, kill them and remove their Sacred Gears."

"At once, Master." In a blink of an eye, the shadows vanished, following their orders to please their master.

"This will be quite entertaining." The figure smirked beneath their hood.

After School

"Will you just shut up and leave me alone!?" Ren shouted.

"Come on, Sanada-kun. Why won't you join?" Rias pouted, grabbing hold of the boy's arm and pressing her breasts against his chest.

"Personal space." He warned.

"I mean, there are great perks to being a Devil." The Ruin Princess's tone took on a seductive gleam. "Would you like me to show you?"

"Personal space." He continued with a growl.

At that point, Akeno came in, smothering his other arm with her own breasts. "Ara, no fair, Buchou, let me have some fun with Sanada-kun too." She purred.

"Personal space!" Ren's brow twitched in annoyance.

"Sanada-kun…" Rias cooed.

"Sanada-kun…" Akeno purred, her lips being dangerously close to his own.

"WHAT PART OF PERSONAL SPACE DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND!?" The Sorcerer exclaimed, his annoyance reaching its limit.

Both girls pout at the boy's shout. "Ara, Sanada-kun is so mean." Akeno makes a mock look of sadness.

"Why don't you want to be a Devil? You could have everything you could ever want. Money, power, fame…" Rias winked at the teen. "Women."

"Don't want it. Don't need it. Already got it." Ren deadpanned.

"Are you sure?" Akeno tried tempting the Sorcerer again, pressing her breasts against him once more.

"Yep, please stop violating my personal space." The young man sighed.

The Lightning Priestess pouts. "You're no fun."

"I get enough of being suffocated by women from my Servants." He shuddered, remembering Kuroka always surprising him by glomping into his face with her breasts. "So I am gonna say this one last time, give me personal space, now."

The two girls reluctantly (much to their disappointment) remove themselves from the boy, who pats down his school uniform then takes out his cellphone.

"This better be good, Gremory-san. I have an important meeting to get to." The Sorcerer remarked. "You have one minute. Starting now."

"Well, I have questions about what happened during the Ratings Game." The redhead suggested, sitting down at her desk.

Ren's mood darkened. "Can we not bring that up?"

"I am only curious to what happened to you, Sanada-san. It's concerning given what it did to you."

"Why are you so adamant on knowing?" The magus frowned. "Trying to learn my weaknesses?"

The Gremory Heiress waves her hands, "No, nothing like that. I would never do such a thing after everything you've done for us."

"Don't you mean, 'you', Buchou?" Akeno teased with a sly grin.

A blush of embarrassment was seen on the Gremory. "And that's one minute." Ren informed the two. "So I'm leaving. Don't even think about invading my personal space either."

"Ren, wait!" Rias exclaimed, using the boy's name with such familiarity. "Please, we're your friends. Won't you tell us?"

"I said, I don't want to talk about it!" The magus shouted, his eyes gleaming with anger and irritation. "Never bring up the topic. Never mention it. And never ask, got it?"

He earned silence from the Gremory, the locks of her hair shadowing her eyes. While it was a jerk move, he didn't want any mention of the incident at all. The pain from being torn apart inside out. The memory alone brought back phantom pain which he hesitantly placed a hand on his chest.

"Just leave me alone." His parting words reaching Rias, the Sorcerer left the two alone to get away from them.

"Ara, Sanada-kun is being such an emo." Akeno giggled, looking back at her friend but frowned when she noticed the forlorned look in the redhead's eyes. "Buchou?"

"Why… Why can't he tell us. Doesn't he realize we are trying to help him…?" Her voice was close to a whisper but loud enough for her Queen to hear.

"Maybe he needs time to adjust, Buchou." The Queen offered.

"For how long…"

"Ah…" She trailed off. Now that was a good question. How long until he can overcome his problem?

With Ren…

"Why can't they understand to not bother me. I wanted my space but no they just had to press for information about the incident."

The Sorcerer stopped in his tracks. He suddenly felt bad that he took his anger out on Rias when she was just trying to help.

"Shit, maybe Savior's right. I need to get my temper under control…" The boy sighed, furiously rubbing his raven black hair. "I should probably apologize to her…"

"Sanada-san?" A familiar voice spoke.

Ren glances to his left and found himself staring at the Student Council president, Sona Shitori. "Sona-san." He greeted with a nod. "Is there something you need?"

The girl grimaced, already regretting what she was about to do. "I'd like for you to come with me, please."

Raising an eyebrow but compiles to her request and follows the spectacled teen. Either he did something wrong or Savior did.

…

Nah, most likely him.

Once they made it to the Student Council room, Ren was immediately met with a pair of breasts that glomped his face.

"Ren-tan!" A cutesy voice rang in the Sorcerer's ears.

"Onee-san!" Sona reprimanded the female smothering the boy.

"Personal space!" Ren shouted in annoyance. First Rias then Akeno and now this woman?! Today was literally not his day.

Removing herself from the young man, the girl is revealed to be Serafall Leviathan, Sona's older sister and a Maoh of the Underworld. And like before, she still wore a magical girl outfit. Said woman pouted at the Sorcerer. "Mou, why do you have to be difficult, Ren-tan?"

"I like my personal space. Not be glomped by loose women."

Instantly, the childish Satan started bawling her eyes. "Waaah! So-tan, Ren-tan's being mean again!"

Ren glanced at Sona. "I feel so bad for you."

"You have no idea…" The young Devil rubs the bridge of her nose, her glasses lifted by her fingers.

"Alright, so what's the reason you brought me here, Sona-san?" The boy sighed.

"I was hoping to make an offer," she requested.

"It better not be an offer to be in your Peerage," he frowned. "I don't want to be a Devil."

"Nothing like that, I assure you." The girl quickly raised her hands in defense. "Instead, I was wondering if you'd play a game of chess with me?"

"Chess? That's it?" Ren blinked in confusion. "That's not much of an offer. Alright, I'll play a game with you."

"Oh? So-tan is playing chess with Ren-tan? Can I watch!"

"No." The two teens respond in unison.

"Please!" The Maoh pleaded then gave her sister and the Sorcerer the dreaded… puppy-dog eyes.

"Sona… does your sister do this to you…?"

"Unfortunately, yes," The Devil sighed.

"Thank God, I'm an only child." Ren noticed the subtle flinch from the Devils around him. "Sorry about that."

"It's alright," The young Sitri rubs her forehead to ease the headache. "Let's just play chess."

"Fine by me."

"Shall I take black?" Sona offered.

"If you want." Ren replied with a shrug, taking a seat on the couch while Sona sat opposite of him. Both ignoring the looks from the Maoh and Sona's Peerage. "So why'd you really want me to come here?" He moved a Pawn forward.

"Rias tells me that you've been having personal problems." Sona moved her own Pawn forward.

The boy frowned, moving another Pawn. "And what did she tell you?"

"How you been pushing her away when she was only trying to help you." She moved a Knight.

He countered with a Bishop, claiming the Knight. "She shouldn't concern herself with my problems."

"Would it be the same towards your… Servants you call them?"

Ren sent Sona a glare, using a Pawn as a shield.

"Would you push them away if they attempt to help you?"

"I see your point." He reluctantly agreed, waiting for his opponent's next move.

Moving her Rook, claiming the his own Rook, she said, "Then why don't you want others to help you when it is obvious you should talk to one of us about it."

"Because I had no one growing up." Ren replied darkly, claiming her Rook with his Knight.

Sona raised her head, looking at Ren. "How…?"

"Like I know." He shrugged. "Maybe my parents didn't want me. Maybe they died and someone placed me in an orphanage. Don't know and I hardly care."

"How can you take care of yourself for nearly your entire life? Being all alone like that is unhealthy."

"How any street urchin survives… by stealing and fighting." Ren answered, having his Queen take her last Knight.

Sona frowned, not approving Ren's past actions but she understood it was all about survival of the fittest. "I see…"

"So you can see why I never wanted help from those I've hardly had any trust over the past few weeks." The boy comments, placing his Queen in position. "Checkmate, by the way."

All eyes went to the chessboard, half of his pieces gone but his Queen cornering her King, his Knight at the far side of the board and his King never made a move.

"Kaichou… lost?"

"No way! She never lost before!" The rest of her Peerage had the same reaction.

Serafall, who should be upset that her sister lost, suddenly squealed with joy, hugging her little sister vigorously. "Yay! This is great! You know what this means, So-tan?"

"Huh?" Ren raised a brow in surprise. His crimson gaze landed on Sona, whose cheeks burned bright red. "Um, what's going on?"

Saji, Sona's Pawn, started crying tears of despair. "This is so not fair! How could that guy have beaten Kaichou!?" He whined. "I was supposed to get my hands on her breasts!"

Great, another Hyoudou…

"Can someone tell me what the hell is going on?!" Ren exclaimed in annoyance. "What is the big deal of me winning against her?"

Tsubaki, Sona's Queen, answered apprehensively. "It's an agreement with Sona-sama's family. If anyone with a greater intellect can best her in chess…" She glances at her King. "Then she will marry that person."

…

…

…

"Say what now?" Ren asked meekly. "Are you telling me that since I won… she…"

"Yep! My little So-tan's your new wife!" Serafall cooed, releasing her hold on her sister only to wrap her own arms around the boy. "And that makes you my new little brother-in-law."

"You're kidding… right?"

"Unfortunately, we're not." Sona admitted apologetically while her cheeks burned even brighter.

Ren sat there in silence then said, "Oh, son of a bitch."

Later…

"So you're engaged to Sona-san?" Savior asked with an amused grin on his face.

"There is no engagement whatsoever, Savior." Ren replied with a frown.

The Servant chuckled. "I don't think you can talk your way out of this one, Master."

"There is nothing to talk about. There will be no engagement and I am not marrying Sona. End of discussion."

"Marry, who now?" A voice asked in a deadly tone laced with killing intent.

The two stiffen to the tone and slowly look behind them, seeing the origin of the voice. Standing there with her hands on her hips was one Rias Gremory along with her Queen, Akeno Himejima.

"Oh, son of a bitch…" He cursed.

"Sanada-san, who are you marrying?" Rias questioned.

"There is no engagement whatsoever Gremory-san, if that is what you are thinking."

"Answer the question."

The boy gulped, feeling small at the moment. "S-Sona…?"

….

…

…

"What?!"

"Oh shit!" Ren hid behind Savior. "Protect me, meatshield!"

"Why are you bringing me into this!?" The Servant exclaimed. "I am no meatshield!"

"You have a lot of explaining to do, Sanada-san!"

"I have nothing to say! There will be no marriage, alright?"

"Devil Society is more complicated than you think, baka Ren! That's what I'll call you from now on, baka Ren!" Rias shouted.

"You shut up! Your society is too damn confusing!" Ren argued. "And don't call me a baka!"

"Baka Ren!"

"Don't call me that! Look, I am not gonna marry Sona at all. No way."

"Did you beat her in a chess match?" She glared at him.

"Uh, yeah?" He admitted.

"Then you have to marry her because it's an agreement she made with her parents! Do you seriously want Sona to go through what I went through?"

"Well, no, but-" Ren tried to retort but Rias interrupted him.

"Then act like a man and take some damn responsibility for once in your life!" She yelled in his face.

"Geez, is she always like this?" He asked Akeno.

"No, only to guys she's found an interest in." The Queen smirked, sending a wink his way.

'Great, jealousy, gotta fucking love teenage hormones…' Ren thought dryly.

"You know what? I am gonna talk to that Maoh about this matter." He decided.

"Serafall-sama won't break so easily. If you tell her that you're not marrying her sister," Akeno smirks in a way that sent shivers down the Sorcerer's spine. "She'll turn you into a frozen statue."

Ren swallows heavily, nearly feeling his stomach drop. He was screwed no matter what. Either marry Sona or end up as a frozen popsicle. "Why me?" He cried anime tears as he sulked on the floor.

"Look on the bright side," Akeno said, getting Ren's attention. "Now you've got two Devil heiresses as wives."

"Was that supposed to cheer me up or make me feel even worse?!" He cried. "Wait, two?! Who is the- for the love of…"

Rias stood there with a smirk. "Better take good care of me, hubby."

"Oh, son of a bitch!" He yelled so loud that his voice echoed all the way to Heaven, the Underworld, and the Grigori's home.

"Savior, we are heading back home! And don't let those two follow!"

"Master Ren, I think you're being a little unreasonable." The Servant chuckled awkwardly. "I mean, think about it. If you're married to them then you'll get perks from it as well."

"Oh, I see what you mean. And I thought the great 'Lucifer' was supposed to be smart!" Ren glared at his Servant.

"Wait, did you just call him 'Lucifer'...?"Rias asked.

"Oh shit…" Ren cursed, realizing his blunder. "Uh, nope! You misheard that."

"No, we heard it clearly, Sanada-san. Why did you call him 'Lucifer'?"" Rias persisted, getting up in the boy's face.

"Uh… Well, I…" He stuttered, unable to come up with a good answer.

"It's because that's who I really am." Savior answered with a grin.

"What…?" Both girls look at the Servant in surprise.

"Yeah, I'm Lucifer," Then he adopted a thoughtful gesture. "Although, I'm not really Lucifer at the same time. It's an entirely confusing process but that's who I am."

"Er, what?"

"You already confused them, Savior."

"But I explained as clearly as possible." The Servant clarified. "I'm Lucifer but I'm a version that was reborn as a human. What part of that don't they understand?"

"So you're…"

"Yep," He grinned widely. "Hello, little ones."

This surprised the two greatly. The great Lucifer was in front of them. The two look at Ren.

"Yeah…" Ren rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

"You clearly have much explaining to do."

"Shit." He cursed.

Meanwhile…

After school had ended, Raven and Sakuya were on their way back home. The older boy doing his best to calm his younger, shy sister. "It will be alright, Sakuya-chan. We are almost home."

"Onii-chan…" The pink-haired girl clinged to her older brother tightly.

Raven smiled, patting the girl's head affectionately. Unaware of the group of shadowy presences that overwatched the two with glowing yellow eyes and unrepented bloodlust.

"There they are." One spoke in a seductive tone.

"The Master's latest prey." Another remarked with a bit of masculinity.

"I wanna play with the girl before we kill her." A third snickered then licked their lips as they stared lecherously at Sakuya.

"Let's force the brother to watch too." A fourth cackled.

"Enough, our Master ordered us to kill them, not play around. Focus on the task." A fifth stern voice scolded the other four.

The four grumbled in disappointment.

"Now let's get this done and take their Sacred Gears." The fifth voice ordered.

Meanwhile, Raven began to notice that there were less and less pedestrians moving about. In fact, it almost looked like the street was deserted. Strange…

"Onii-chan? What's wrong?"

"I don't know." He now felt wary. There was no one around. It almost felt like-

A spike of killing intent drove the young man to push his sister out of the way while he forced himself to dodge a deadly axe blade that nearly bisected them both.

"Aw, I missed." A voice whined, sounding almost like a little boy.

Standing there holding the axe was a preteen boy with dark hair, pale skin, coal black eyes, and outfitted in scarlet red robes fit for a priest. However, the more defining feature on the boy were the two bat wings on his back.

Sakuya shivered in terror at the sight of a male, her phobia getting the best of her once again.

Raven stood up, looking at his sister. "Sakuya, run now!"

"B-But Onii-chan."

"I said, run!" Raven ordered before a spear tore its way through his back and out from his chest. He gurgled wetly as he is lifted effortlessly into the air by a man clad in dark dragon-like armor with an intricate spear in his hands. His long hair like freshly fallen snow while his eyes glowed like topaz gemstones.

"I expected more of a fight. Pathetic." The man comments while three pairs of bat wings appear on his own back.

Her eyes dilated in horror and screamed, "Onii-chan!"

"Don't worry," A seductive voice spoke in the girl's ear, freezing her in utter terror. "You'll be joining him soon after we've had our fun with you."

Glancing out of the corner of her eye, Sakuya was met with a voluptuous woman with short green hair, dark blue eyes, and creamy smooth skin. Her attire consisted of a short-cut tight grey dress that showed off her impressive figure, a pair of black high-heeled boots, and white arm gloves.

"Hehehe, this is gonna be fun." A fourth figure dropped, revealing it to be a lanky man with dirty brown hair, crazed green eyes, and olive skin. He wore black leather armor with many belts wrapped around his chest, arms, legs, and waist with dark steel-toed boots and dark clawed gauntlets as he brandished a wicked dagger.

The pinkette felt utter terror, her breathing now ventilating in panic. She crawled back to get away from the four that murdered her brother only to feel something press against her back. Slowly, she looked up until she stared into the glowing yellow eyes of a giant with dark skin, a shaved head of black hair, and a full beard. His only attire being a pair of blue pants, white boots, and steel gauntlets while his rippling, muscular chest is bare of any sort of protection. However, like the others, he also possessed a pair of bat wings.

"Hello," The man licked his lips as he eyed the girl with a hungry gaze.

"Bor, enough of your lecherous ways. Kill the girl so that we may complete our task." The man in dark armor ordered, already fed up with his subordinate's usual attitude.

"Fine. Fine. You always ruin the fun." The giant, Bor, grumbled then started to pop his knuckles. "Sorry, little girl, but you've gotta die now. If you want to curse someone, curse God for putting that Sacred Gear in you and your brother. Say nighty night!" He reached out to grasp her throat, ready to crush her windpipe.

Sakuya could feel tears at the corner of her eyes. "No…" She muttered. She wanted her big brother to save her. To protect her like he did all those years ago, but he was dead. She was alone. "No! Onii-chan, save me!" She screamed, cowering in fear.

However, just before Bor could kill the girl, a steel nail protruded from the man's neck. A burst of blood left his mouth as he weakly clawed at the nail in his neck.

The others took notice and now on full alert before the nail pulls Bor away from Sakuya. The blood painting a trail on the ground and towards the assailant.

"It seems following these two was spot on. My Master has graced me with fresh prey." Emerging from the shadows with the dying body of Bor hanging from a chained nail was Rider, who licked her lips as if she had found a buffet fit for a king.

"Who the hell are you!?" The lanky man demanded with a sneer, unintentionally ogling Rider's short dress.

"Servant Rider. My Master ordered me to follow the boy and girl. It seems his intuition was spot on. Now I can hunt freely and devour your souls." The Heroic Spirit of the Mount smirked as she grabbed hold of the nail in Bor's neck… and twisted it enough to tear off his head, splattering blood onto the ground and even getting a few drops on Sakuya.

The girl's eyes rolled back and fainted while Rider faced her prey.

The Servant took the nail that was still laced with Bor's blood and licked it. "Hmm, a tinge of sulfur with a sweet aftertaste. You're reincarnated Devils. Tell me, who is your King?"

The man in dark armor glared at Rider. "We serve no King, but our Master. The true Lord of the World."

"Oh? So you're playing hard to get. Very well," Rider entered her combat stance, both of her chained nails coiling around her like serpents. "I shall pry the information from out of you the hard way."

The seductress laughed. "Ohoho, you believe you can best us, human? You're all by yourself. There's no possible way for you to win."

Rider graced the four Reincarnated Devils with a smirk. "I am not alone."

"Eh?" A spear impaled the seductress without notice.

Emerging from out of thin air was Lancer, looking rather bored as she skewered the Devil through her heart. "How foolish. They didn't even notice our presence. Whoever trained these fools must be punished."

"Vala!" The preteen exclaimed in shock. "You bitch!" He took his axe and lunged to take off the witch's head.

With a look of boredom, the Lady of the Shadows easily evaded the blade and slammed her knee against his stomach.

The Devil boy vomits out saliva laced with blood as he collapses on the ground, holding his searing abdomen.

The lanky man took steps away from the beautiful spearwoman. "H-hey, Drake, these two just took out Bor, Vala, and Rei easily. Maybe we should get out of here."

Drake, the armored man narrowed his eyes. "I will not be frightened off by mere ghosts." He spat. "Man up and fight, Gregor!" He removed his spear from Raven's bleeding corpse, dashing towards Lancer with equivalent speed.

"Oh~? You want to fight?" She said, her spear tapping the concrete. "If you wish for a quick death then so be it."

In seconds flat, the Devil and Servant met in a clash of spears. Their attacks swift yet efficient, striking with precision to aim for either their opponent's head or their heart.

The Servant felt a minor form of satisfaction to this fight, seeing this Devil match the speed of her own pace. "You're good. I expected you to be another weakling. You might even provide me with some form of entertainment."

"Silence, witch!" Drake snarled, swiping his spear towards her head.

Gregor glanced at the lavender-haired woman, who seemed anxious to fight. "Alright, if you want a fight, I'll give you one, woman!" The Devil brought forth a set of daggers and charged at the Rider-class Servant.

"Fine by me," Rider accepted and threw one of her nails towards her opponent.

Gregor deflects it with his dagger, but the force nearly disorients him. He quickly regained his footing only to meet the blindfold of Rider, who drove her heel into the one weakness of all men: His crotch. "Oh sweet mother of mercy!" He squealed with his voice quite high as he held his (broken) balls.

"I caught your leering gaze on my chest. I despise people like you." Rider spat in her monotonous voice as she grabbed the Devil's hair and shoved her spike up through his chin and out from his head.

The man gurgled but only met immediate death, his body limp as a noodle.

Seeing his last ally perish, Drake kicked away from Lancer, bringing his spear up to keep his gaze leveled on both Servants. "Damn you both." He cursed.

"Who's outnumbered now?" Lancer mused.

"This isn't over. I will have my revenge." Drake snarled then vanished into the shadows, leaving the corpses of his allies behind.

With their weapon dematerializing, the duo approach the unconscious girl and her brother's corpse. "Any suggestions?" Rider asked the fellow Servant.

"We'll need Master Ren to come here as quick as possible. It could be the only way to save them both." Lancer replied.

"Understood, I shall send a mental link to him at once." The blindfolded woman nods.

With Ren…

"Stupid heiresses and their rules of the Devil society." Ren grumbled in irritation.

"You can't blame anyone but yourself, Master Ren." Savior grinned.

"You're not helping, you-"

"Master, those the boy and girl that you had us follow have run in with a problem." Rider's voice spoke through their mental link.

"What is it?" He asked aloud, glad that no one was around him.

"The two you ordered me to follow were recently attacked. The boy is dying and the girl has fainted. Lancer and I require you here immediately."

"On my way." Ren replied, glancing at Savior. "Get me to Rider and Lancer's position."

"Got it." The Servant nodded, dispeling his school clothes and reforming his armor. Taking hold of his Master's waist, Savior moved at supersonic speeds, passing by other people, who would've only noticed a red blur but would think it just a trick of the light.

Once he landed, Savior released his Master, who collapsed on the street and vomits his lunch out. "Remind me… never to do that again…" He groaned, rubbing his aching stomach.

"You said to get you to-"

"I know what I said but next time, let it not be this."

"Alright, understood." Savior replied.

"Okay, where are they- Oh…" Ren grimaced at the sight of the dying boy that he met before his involvement with Riser and the unconscious girl. "Fucking Christ…"

"What should we do, Master?"

Ren sighed then glanced at Rider. "Wake the girl up." He ordered.

"As you wish," Rider bowed before approaching the pinkette and begins to nudge her body to wake her.

A few soft groans and Sakuya begins to awaken. Once her eyesight adjusted to the light, she was met with four unfamiliar faces. However, two of them were male while the others were beautiful women. Immediately, her androphobia took over as she started to hyperventilate.

"Calm down." Rider ordered. "They are not going to hurt you. Just take deep breaths and relax."

Sakuya nervously took a deep breath and tried to relax as best as possible. "W-who are you?"

"Let's just say, that we're the ones who want to keep you and your brother alive." Ren stated, taking a few careful steps towards her, ignoring her apparent fear of his gender. "However, your brother is dying right now. In order to save him, I must do something to resurrect him, but I need your permission to do so."

"Wha-what?"

"Your permission is needed. I can save your brother, but there is a price." Ren reached into his pocket then pulled out two cards, one that said 'Saber' and the other 'Caster'. "Once I save him, he will be bound to me as a Servant. Are you okay with that?"

This sent fear into her mind. To have her brother taken away from her was a nightmare she did not want to experience. But she wants him back. And if this man can bring him back then… "Save him…" She spoke softly, looking down as her pink bangs shadowed her eyes.

"I sense your fear and your apprehension. If you want, you can join your brother. Your souls will be bound with mine, but you shall live forever as Heroic Spirits. Do you understand?" The Sorcerer narrowed his eyes.

Her body tensed at the information. To be a 'Servant' to a man…

"Those are your choices. Watch your brother die or bind yourselves to me as my Servants." Ren remarked, ignoring her discomfort.

"Master, if she doesn't like us then maybe would should erase her memories." Lancer suggested. "I'll make her forget she ever had a brother or experienced this travesty."

"Hmm, then we'd have to dispose of this man's corpse." Rider pointed out.

"I… I'll do it…" they look at the pinkette. "Please save Onii-chan…"

"Understood." Ren knelt down beside Raven's body then took up the Saber card in his hand and chanted a few words in Latin. Once sufficient mana was transferred into the catalyst, he placed the card onto the man's chest. In seconds flat, the mana-charged card was absorbed into Raven's chest just as a red summoning circle appeared beneath the body.

Sakuya silently watched as magic flowed into her brother's corpse, sealing the large gouging hole in his chest until all that was left was unmarred, white skin. Following that was the steady rise and fall of the young man's chest then the slight fluttering of his eyelids.

"S-Sakuya…" Came the voice of her big brother.

"Onii-chan!" The girl latched on to the man's body. "You're alive… you're alive…"

"I… I thought I was dead…" Raven admitted, hugging his sister.

"You were." Ren replied. "For a good few minutes. However, your sister has granted me permission to revive you."

"Huh?"

"Yes, while you have been revived, you're now bound to my soul thanks to the Class Card that sleeps within you." Ren explained. "You're no longer human, but a Heroic Spirit. You will live forever as an immortal warrior destined to fight for humanity."

"Heroic Spirit…? Class Card?"

"I think I should explain everything from the start," He sighed. So he gave them the rundown on Heroic Spirits, Masters, Servants, Class Cards, the Throne of Heroes, and eventually the Three Factions. "Do you understand what I'm saying now?"

"Um, mostly." Raven replied, rubbing the back of his head. "So I'm no longer human?"

"Yes, and no." Ren answered. "While you're no longer human in a spiritual sense, you're still human in the physical sense. You can still die but your soul will be simply return to the Throne of Heroes within my own soul so that I may summon you at anytime."

"So… even if I die, I can simply be brought back by you?"

"Exactly."

"But what about my sister?" Raven glanced down at Sakuya, who clung to him desperately, not wanting him to leave.

"She's also part of the deal. She couldn't bear to leave your side so I made her an offer, bind her soul with my own or watch you die. As you can see, she made the right choice." Ren replied. "And now, I've got two Sacred Gear users as part of my own forces."

"Wait, Sacred Gear?" The young man repeated, unfamiliar with the term.

"A God-given object implanted in a human to work miracles. As evident by the Saber Class Card reacting to your body, you possess a Sacred Gear related to a sword." His eyes landed on Sakuya. "However, I detect a faint magical signature from you. Perfect for a Caster."

"So… what will you do now?" Raven asked the Sorcerer.

"Well, now it's your sister's choice. She can either live as a human, blissfully unaware of the Supernatural until the next batch of hunters comes to kill her or she can live as an immortal Heroic Spirit. But like I said, it's her choice." Ren directed his gaze down at the pinkette. "So what will it be, little girl?"

"I… I want to stay with Onii-chan…"

"Very well," He brings up the Caster card. "This may hurt a bit." He places the mana-charged card on her head, watching as it melted into her skin.

Then came the screaming…

A/N: That's it for this chapter. Apologies for the late arrival and for getting your hopes up that this was the start of the Excalibur Arc, that comes next.

So yes, Ren has new 'Servants', both of which are Sacred Gear users. To the guy who petitioned them, sorry, but I had to make it a situation that would benefit both parties.

Also, the Issei/Rias pairing is still up for debate, but it might not happen. You know how crushes come and go during school. We've all had those at one point or another.

As for OC Servants, rest assured, they shall come in soon. And to those who have been guessing on who the next Servant to be summoned will be, I regret to inform you that it will not be Arturia Pendragon. In fact, I'll give you a hint: The Servant is male and is a bishounen too.

You're probably wondering, why did Ren suddenly beat Sona in chess when she's known to beat Rias from time to time. I suppose it's because since he's the literal 'Holy Grail' now, he receives knowledge of basic and advanced strategies from some of the greatest military minds in history. Not a good explanation, but it's better than nothing.

As for the group of Reincarnated Devils that Rider and Lancer fought, they weren't really all that important. Besides the fact that they serve Ren's mysterious rival for an unending Holy Grail War. Who knows, the dude might have even more lackies to waste on the Grail Faction.

Please review and comment on this chapter. If there are any problems then inform me in the reviews or PM it. However, please refrain from using flames or rude criticisms, I sometimes have a bad reaction to those.

Peace out, everyone!