AN: Second chapter, following the resurrection of boobs-loving pervert, and all the shit that it will cause. Have a good lecture.
Beted by Leragas.
{Albion out-loud / telepathically}
[Ddraig out-loud / telepathically]
(Electric and others)
(Wake up... Wake up my love... Or else I'll kill you! Wake-)
Issei slammed his alarm as always in the morning, but this time something was different. When a stray sunbeam found its way under his blanket, it stung him!
"Uhhh, I feel like I've been through this whole killing business recently." The teen mumbled and turned to catch a few more minutes of sleep.
Issei's sleepy mind registered another weird thing since when did his bed get something warm and soft, like one of those stuffed toys? Running his hand over "it", suddenly he heard soft moan right next to his ear. Losing all signs of sleepiness he bolts up throwing blanket off, and before him emerged something that stopped any higher functions of his brain. In his bed laid Rias Gremory, the most beautiful girl in his school, fully naked, with his hand on her bottom and the blissful expression on her sleeping face. After second of silently staring at her bare body, Issei did what any sane person would do.
WHAAAAAT?
He screamed out of shock. The girl before him sleepily sit up and at the same time, he could hear a loud thud behind the wall. After few second and more ruckus, his door shot open and in them stood Septimus. With ruined clothes, although his red and black headphones remained strangely intact, blood all over him, white magic circles in his hands and ready to attack at any moment. When he laid his eyes on Issei and Rias, both circles disappeared and he watched the scene before him wide-eyed. Simultaneously Issei had his eyes glued to Rias' breasts while she was stretching, a small trail of blood trailing from his nose. After few second impasse, it was Septimus who broke it. He ran back to his room, only to return the moment later.
"Okay, why there is naked, sexy Devil lady in Issei's bed, who is cleaned and changed? And why there is no sexy Devil lady in my bed, where I woke up in bloody rags? And don't try lying to me, I've just checked." He asked, his tone dissatisfied and hurt, it was faked of course.
Finally regaining his ability to think, Issei quickly removed his hand from Rias' ass and got up, while Rias not bothering with modesty slowly started to dress.
"Your life was perfectly secured after reincarnation, while Issei here had problems with something interfering with new demonic energy inside him, so I had to share some of mine with him through skinship." Having her underwear on she reached out to Issei. "Issei, could you pass me my skirt?"
Issei stood there, his eyes following where the girl in his bed was pointing. With shaking hand he gave her cloth and looked between two guests in his room. "Can someone tell me, what the Hell is going on?"
Septimus leaned on the door frame and answered him, with his trademark smirk. "Hell is actually pretty much your answer. Long story short, you, or more accurately we, died and this lady here resurrected us. So, you're a Devil now, at least partly. Hope you enjoy it." Then he remembered something. "Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. Septimus Hyoudou, a pleasure to meet you." He said with an informal bow.
Now fully dressed girl introduced herself. "Rias Gremory, also pleased to meet you. But we shouldn't sidetrack, it seems like whatever is going on with your brother it still refuses to accept the Evil Pieces in him."
Issei listened to them overwhelmed, in few seconds hearing that he died, was reincarnated as Devil and now was dying again. However, Septimus just waved his hand dismissively as if everything was alright.
"That would be his seal. Nothing this little cat here can't fix. Ready, brother?"
Not waiting for his reaction Septimus summoned another white circle on his palm, which transformed into a shining thin blade sticking out of his hand. Without any hesitation, he drove the blade through other teen's chest, right where his heart was. Seeing this Rias was about to scream out of horror but stopped herself when saw Issei's reaction.
The sudden pain finally brought him fully awake, but instead of sharp one like the one he felt the day before, this was more like wasp's sting. Wincing slightly he looked at Septimus with accusation.
"Really? Couldn't you use something a little more gentle?"
"Of course I could, but it wouldn't look so cool. Now brace yourself, this will hurt." And with that, he turned his hand and instantly pulled.
There was no blood, the shining blade was ethereal. When it came out Issei started shining in both green and blue, waves of power pouring uncontrollably out of him. When the familiar energy started coursing through his veins, Issei screamed and almost fell backward, his brother catching him.
Rias was looking astonished at the events before her. Barely few hours and those two managed to surprise her more times than she could count. When the energy hit her she couldn't describe it's amount but was sure it was of draconic origin.
"Those two can be the answer to my forced engagement with Riser."
After Septimus helped his brother to stand up, his eyes lost its humor. They were clearly saying 'we need to talk'.
"I'm sorry, Rias-senpai. I'm sure you have many questions, but it's a long story so it would be better if we tell it once when everyone involved is together." Explained Issei.
"That is probably the best option. Meet me at the old school building before lessons start, I'll introduce you two to the rest of my peerage and we'll answer each other's questions." She answered and then teleported with a red circle.
Right after the Devil left the room, Issei started. "All right, so..." But before he could say anything more something interrupted him.
{[Issei, Septimus, are you two alright?! Who did this?!]} Suddenly two Dragons showed up in their minds, roaring with concern and rage.
Both Hyoudous grasped their heads with pain at unexpected arrival of two loud spirits. "Yes, we are, you overgrown lizards! Or at least we were before you butted in screaming like drunkards in a bar! So tone down!" Yelled back angry Septimus.
"So, as I was trying to say, do you have any idea how this Fallen Angel managed to fool my senses? Even sealed, I should have recognized what she was."
"Unfortunately I know. They have Raynare working for them. But I'll wager you my tail that she's mind controlled. She can be a bitch, but she would never kill her friends."
{If Raynare was behind that illusion, then no wonder Issei couldn't see through the Blue one. But it still doesn't explain how you died cat.} Said Albion with curiosity.
Septimus looked down embarrassed, a useless gesture considering four of them were linked with their minds. "... I was distracted." He muttered.
"Let's leave this for now. What's more important, we have to find out who those Fallen Angels are and what to do with them." Issei interrupted, feeling that both Dragons were about to chew his brother out for losing focus during the fight.
"Oh, with that I can help." The black haired Hyoudou said, raising his head and searching through clothes. After a few seconds, he took out the familiar dagger. "This is the dagger that killed you and it's clearly dragon-slaying magic. Nothing even close to Ascalon, but still formidable, so whoever got this for them have to be well connected. Also, they're Fallen Angels, so we know who we have to contact in first place."
"Yeah, call him right now, even if he doesn't know anything. We should still inform him that some of his men that have gone astray because I'm sure he would never order to kill us. Also, right before I died, Kara-chan... No, Kalawarner said something about Boss, so some of the higher-ups are probably involved." Issei shared his assumption with the rest.
[That's most likely true, but how high do you think it reaches? Could someone from Cadre be entangled in this too?]
{We can't exclude that option. I'll tell Vali to ask around about anything that could help with that matter.}
"Way ahead of you, Issei. And Albion, when you're at it, tell that battle-freak that we're okay and now that I'm back he'd better show up soon. It's been too long since we've seen each other face to face." After both Dragons left their minds Septimus conjured a human size white circle on the floor. Out of it came a projection of a blond mature woman. She had a blue secretary uniform consisting of a short skirt and a jacket that tightly hugged her rich curves. Her office image was completed with a pair of blue glasses.
(Grigori Headquarters, how can I help you?) She asked formally, but when she saw both teenagers her voice quickly relaxed. (Oh, Ise and Sep, how are you, boys? I wasn't expecting you to contact us, especially Ise.)
"Good morning Claire, been better. Could you connect us to Azazel? It's extremely important." Issei said while both of them bowed their head, politely greeting the woman.
(Sorry, but I can't help you. The Governor General and the rest of Cadre is currently out of reach. They went on a meeting with the Norse Pantheon but should be back in two days. Do you want me to pass a message to him?) Clair asked in a business tone.
"Shit, two days with Asgardians means two days of drinking till you end under the table, nothing will reach him. Thanks for help Claire, just ask him to contact us when he's sober. Have a good day." Commented an irritated Septimus.
(You too, boys. And tell your mother I said 'Hello', it's been a long time since you visited us. Except you, Septimus.) With that, she cut the connection.
"So we can't count on Azazel for at least three days and without consulting him we can't make a move against them. So that makes meeting Rias and her group main problem for now. It will be interesting to see their reaction." Issei chuckled.
"You were fairly interested in Gremory's boobs for what I've seen. Although you surprised me when you had your hand on her ass instead of them. Anyway, you have one more problem that you've forgotten." Septimus left the room laughing.
"Oi, that was an accident, even if very fortunate. And what you're talking about?!" Issei yelled after his brother.
"Your clothes! Welcome back in Supernatural, bro!" Came to him.
As Issei looked down it dawned on him that he was standing this whole time only in his pants.
DxD
Brothers were now standing outside the old school building. Fortunately, their parents left on Saturday, having some important business, so explaining all this mess to them was conveniently delayed. Both were in their uniforms, Septimus with his ever-present headphones.
"We're doing this as planned, I'm the one who's gonna do the talking. When the time is right I'll give you a sign and boom! Everyone's speechless with brain overload!" Septimus went over the plan again.
"You're definitely way too much into theatrics." Commented Issei with a deadpan expression.
"Tell me something I don't know."
[Give him a break. It's boring with my host when she can't communicate with me yet, so let me have some fun watching the reaction of those Devils as they'll hear it.]
"You too, Ddraig?!"
{Relax hatchling. Just let the old dragons have some amusement.}
"... I'm not gonna even comment it. Alright, we're doing it your way, Sep." Issei lost all hope for winning this argument and decided to just go with the flow.
"Great. Let's get this show on the road!" The hyped up Septimus clapped his hands.
DxD
The inside of the Occult Research Club was decorated Victorian Style. Its members sitting on couches and sipping tea.
[Way to kill the mood.] Interjected Ddraig.
"Shut up. I like it, especially the table." Retorted Septimus.
Noticing their appearance a blond fellow went over to them and shook their hands with a smile that made Issei cringe his teeth.
"Hello, I'm Kiba Yuuta, member of the Occult Research Club. You must be Hyoudou Issei and Septimus. Nice to meet you."
"The same to you. And for future reference, I prefer Sep, my full name is way too a mouthful." Answered the dark-haired boy with a smile of his own.
"I sense some gay vibes between you two." Issei sneered to his brother telepathically.
Septimus let go his grip like burned. "Fuck off!"
Looking between brothers, Yuuto shrugged at their weird behavior. "Sorry, but Buchou will be in a minute. In the meantime, I'll introduce you to other members. This is Himejima Akeno the Fukubuchou and Toujou Koneko." He stated pointing respectively at spitting image of a Yamato Nadeshiko and petite white-haired girl eating sweets.
While Issei's eyes stopped on Akeno's breasts, Septimus walked to greet her.
"Pleasure to meet you, my name is Hyoudou..." He started, but when he looked into her eyes, his voice refused his wishes and an ice cold chill ran down his spine. "Aaaayeee~~!" He screamed in an unmanly manner and jumped back with a look of pure terror, accidentally tripping over couch and landing on his butt.
The club members gave him a weird look, Issei looked away from Akeno's boobs for a moment while both dragons inside the Hyoudous' heads erupted laughing.
"What are you doing, screaming like a girl?"
"Fuck off, I'm not coming near her! She's a fucking sadist!"
"How can you tell? Besides, you're a sadist too."
"I can feel it! And not that kind of sadist! I bet info about Big Z's porn stash that under her bed, you can find all sort of BDSM shit!" Issei laughed at his brother, his mind showing him Akeno in revealing dominatrix suit, while latter was frantically running his eyes over the room.
"Ano..." Akeno started but was quickly interrupted by Septimus jumping on his feet.
"I need a shield, fast! Best a human shield! Issei? No, he will let her eat him with that perverted grin on his face! That Yuuto guy? Hell no, got enough of those 'gay vibes'! That leaves only one choice!" He ranted to himself.
With a quick jump, he was behind the small girl holding her between himself and the "scary" female. "Thou shall be my shield and protect me from this monster!"
Both Yuuto and Issei watched the situation, not exactly sure what to do.
"Sep, I think you're overreacting..." Issei tried to calm his brother.
"No." Koneko stated emotionlessly.
"I'll buy you a big box of sweets every month." Offered the black haired boy.
"Every day." The small girl answered with her own proposal.
"Every week!"
"Deal." She answered without hesitation. "Akeno-senpai, please stay away."
"... What just happened?" Asked the dumbfounded Akeno.
Septimus visibly relaxed with his new protector and took a deep breath. Suddenly his eyes shot open and he took a deep whiff of Koneko's scent. The held girl stiffed and started emitting a cold aura.
"Pervert."
Again the terrified Septimus placed her down and started slowly backing off holding his hands defensively. "W-w-wait, it's not like that. I've just..."
THUD
Whatever he tried to say was stopped when Rias entered the room with two other females.
"Ara ara, what's going on here?" She asked wondering what was happening. When no one answered her she coughed and continued. "Let me introduce to you..."
"Sona Sitri and Tsubaki Shinra, we've met." Interrupted Septimus, regaining his composure.
"Oh, so you've known that I'm a Devil just by true name?" Sona asked surprised.
"Yes. Isn't it obvious?"
"I've brought Sona here to introduce you to each other and let her hear your story." Explained Rias. "Is that alright?"
"There should be no problem since Sona is the sister of a Maou and Tsubaki is her Queen. But for the sake of Three Factions, all that will be stated can't leave this room. Some of these will be Satan level secrets, you can ask about it your siblings later." Said Issei with a serious tone.
Everyone looked after each other and nodded their heads slowly, with Rias and Sona crossing eyes and silently agreeing on doing just what Issei suggested.
"Alright, now that everyone's here, please sit on the couch." Getting their attention Septimus pointed at their seats. "To fully understand the story, it has to be told from the very begging and uninterrupted, so please stay your question and enjoy the tale. Then, let's begin!" He ended with a loud clap and the room went dark.
"We don't know what was at the beginning. The few beings that were there are now either dead, faded, or don't care about anything besides themselves and forgot. That or they just don't want to say anything."
Septimus' voice rang through the room. Then the darkness got illuminated, showing multicolored flashes. Slowly they started changing, taking more recognizable forms. A golden light that looked like a river of sand and a mist around it that devoured its light. After a minute the previously black room became full of every imaginable color flying around and fighting with each other. In the center, with the red and gray lights shining from his closed hands, stood Septimus, white bangs covering his eyes.
"We can only assume it was space outside of space where conceptual entities existed before there were any laws binding this and other worlds. The remnant of this state is the Dimension Gap, home of the two most powerful conceptual entities, the Dragon of Dragons and the Ouroboros Dragon." With those words, he opened his hands. Out of the left flew a red light that looked like a western dragon, while a gray light came from his right hand with a form that was ever changing.
"Slowly some of those beings morphed, creating this universe and every basic law governing it." Parts of light formed the sphere, much more logical, surrounded by an iridescent maelstrom. "Others stayed the same, not concerned with what was happening around them. The third group, the weakest breed, descended to their siblings' creation. They, envious of what was created, wanted something for themselves, so they formed worlds, galaxies, stars and finally, in their own image, life." Lights again separated, part of it was still roaming the colorful chaos, others sank into the sphere, constructing corporal shapes.
"Through this creation, the most noticeable beings were Dragons, shadows of the True Dragon and the Dragon God, and gods, "children" of descended Conceptuals. And all of them were obeying the new rules. Time passed, worlds were created and destroyed, gods were born and died, same with Conceptuals, as they lost their individuality and dissolved into their domains. Fractions and pantheons were formed, the God from the Bible with his System and Angels as the most powerful inside the universe." Sphere changed into the image of cosmos as we know it.
Everyone stared in silence at Septimus, who was standing outside of this spectacle, his hands spread, orchestrating magical projection and narrating history.
"Now, this is when we start to have more dependable information. During the rule of Biblical God, one of the Angels, Lucifer, rebelled against his creator and alongside him were his three accomplices: Beelzebub, Leviathan, and Asmodeus, who rejected their cores as Angels and fell into the furthest place from Heaven, into the Underworld. There, they absorbed its floating energy and became the antithesis to what they previously were, the Devils. It's unclear how they did that, but with the help of the first woman, Lilith, they created a whole race of their kind and populated the Underworld, creating 72 Pillars, the oldest clans governing it. In the middle of those events, another group led by Azazel also turned their back on God's teaching and succumbed to sin. As they didn't relinquish beings Angels, but still were cast out of Heaven they became another new race, Fallen Angels." The projection closed up to the universe, leaving the multicolored Dimension Gap out of it and showed the birth of Three Factions in their present form.
"The Angels hated Devils by nature and denounced their Fallen brothers and sister. Devils detested all kinds of Angels. The Fallen Angels wanted the realm for themselves. With all that bad blood, something was bound to happen. No one knows, which faction started it, but soon after there was all-out, three-way war between them. All other supernatural races soon picked their sides and also joined, with the exception of the Dragons. And so, thousands of years ago, the Great War started. Humans were gifted with Sacred Gears to help them survive. Ongoing battles left an imprint in their history, as they often took sides and different groups fought for every race." Here the projection abandoned its spherical form, showing different battlefields. Sometimes they were purely Supernatural, while other times there were humans armies clashing against each other with Three Factions following their actions in the sky.
"Around a thousand years ago happened something unprecedented. During one of their battles, two Dragons, the most powerful of their kind after Great Red and Ophis, interfered. As two powerful beasts fought, they killed soldiers on all sides. Leaders of the Factions tried to stop them, but that only enraged both dragons. In face of such a powerful enemy, Devils, Angels, and Fallen Angels called a ceasefire. With the joined power of Three Faction, they managed to kill both of them, with God sealing their souls inside Sacred Gears."
The scenery changed again. Around them was battle, but instead of the Three Factions fighting each other, they stood side by side, facing the red and white dragons that were ripping through their forces. After some time it showed the leaders of the Three Faction as they entered the battle, changing its tides in their favor. The projection ended with an image of both dragons dying, after which room changed back to normal.
"That ends the first part, if you have any questions, ask away." Said Septimus in a merry voice, his serious persona vanishing in a second.
[Why did you stop? You had them eating from your hand and now you're losing that atmosphere.] Ddraig couldn't understand the young man's action.
"Shhh. I know what I'm doing. I've just shown them flashy appetizers, now I just have to leave them with even more questions till they're boiling. Only then will I let them eat the main dish." His culinary metaphor stopped the Dragon from prying, who decide to just wait for the results.
Sona was the first to cool off after the show. "You weren't kidding when you said that you'll start from the beginning. I have few questions. How do you know what happened back at the beginning? And where did you get photos of the Great War from? I've seen some of those from the battle of the Heavenly Dragons and they were identical to what you showed us, it wasn't merely work of your mind. Also, why all this running around the bush with the story?" The Sitri heiress was suspicious towards the new devils, they knew too much for someone without access to higher level secrets.
Septimus scratched his chin, taken aback by the direct way of question. "Wow, right to the point, as expected of someone from the Sitri clan. So, Sona-senpai, in questioned order. As I said, I don't know, I'm just familiar with some of the few theories about it. Yes, I was shown those photos. By whom? Well, I'll state in the second part of my tale. And why all this? Quite simply, to create an appropriate mood and some theatrics for the grand reveal." He ended with a smirk.
"Septimus-kun, how are you so skilled in magic to manage projection of this level, without any visible flaws and at the same time so detailed?" Asked the curious Rias, causing the storyteller to wince.
"Please, just Sep. It can be without honorifics. My full name is too much of a mouthful to use in normal conversations. You could say that I'm quite skilled in a few branches of magic, with illusion among them. If there are no more questions, let's begin the second part, which will actually answer your questions." Seeing that everyone wanted to hear rest of the story, he again entered his "narrator" mode and with a dramatic wave of his hand, the room changed again, this time showing what looked like a simple village in ancient Japan.
"Now let's move a bit. Someday before the battle that ended with the demise of Heavenly Dragons two Half-Dragons were born, both in Japan, in two simple villages. A boy and a girl were raised by their human mothers, as their fathers left without even knowing that each of them was going to have a child. Dragons have other meaning to their race, you either are one or you are not. If a half-breed possesses draconic power then they are considered full Dragon the moment when they fully develop. Those children eventually grew up and lived their lives as Dragons live, doing whatever they wanted. At some point, they meet each other and found they are very much alike. Not concerned with the outside politics of the supernatural world, they just spent their time together." The story showed an outline of said Dragons, their early lives, childhood in human forms, the moment when they reached their maturity and changed into their other selves, white and red respectively, when they meet.
"As Dragons they were exceptional. Kindhearted, calm, but at the same time, as immensely powerful as their fathers, with a peculiar ability. They could hear their respective fathers inside their minds. Said fathers weren't happy with their children's relationship but respected their decision. The older dragons were rivals and them being in those villages in the first place was the result of one their battles. Time flew by and a new millennium approached, they chose to settle down, for they were expecting a child of their own. Coming back to Japan and starting new lives here with the newborn son, that was their dream."
"For the first few years everything was good, but when the boy was five, the family was found by a rogue group of dragon-slayers. Using the surprise and the boy against his parents they managed to kill both of them, but the whole group paid for that with their lives. The only one left living was the little boy. He'd surely die too, if not for voices in his head telling him what to do and calling themselves his grandfathers. The little half-breed was without any living family and for sure not old enough to be left alone, lived for few weeks on streets, surviving thanks to his unique physiology and advice of both spirits."
"One day, he accidentally stumbled across a child his age in the same situation, a little male Nekomata, feral as a tiger. Actually, when they first met, the little cat tried to bite him." Septimus continued his tale with a sad expression, lighting up at the end and lightly chuckling, remembering this particular moment and Issei's reaction. Issei at the couch had his eyes stuck in the ground, also inside his memories, but far from happy ones.
{They'd want you to live on and would be proud of a man you've become.}
"After this little incident, both boys, reluctant and warily at first, talked about themselves. Quickly it was clear that they were alike. So when the boy's grandfathers proposed that they stay together, they stuck together like brothers. For next days, they were together hunting, scavenging garbage and day by day they told each other more of their history. The little Youkai could remember only fragments, mostly about his mother and that she died during some attack."
"One night beside their campfire, the Half-Dragon, having the kind heart of his parents, declared that from now on he will be the cat's family. The Dragons' spirits told them about a symbolic blood pact, that was supposed to be a Dragon's equivalent to adoption and would make them true brothers in everything except parents. However, the ritual had a little side effect, as they could hear each other in their minds. The Youkai could also hear both Dragons and later on, they found out that they shared with each other some of their abilities. Shortly after, they were found by a certain individual with another boy. Someone wanting peace between the Three Factions, who seeing them had certain idea how to realize his goal." His projection followed the history, showing both boys in different situations. Near the end, Issei stood up and walked to his brother.
"Time for the main event. Wait for it!" Grinning inside Septimus spread his arm like a showman and started with a dramatic voice. "Ladies and gentleman, let me present to you Hyoudou Issei, Half-Dragon, grandson of both Heavenly Dragons, and me, Hyoudou Septimus. Something just as rare, a male Nekomata, Nekoshou."
"Sign!" Shouting in his mind he released his tails and ears. Both tails and ears were in different colors, with the left one were as dark as night and right were as white as snow, reversely with ears. At the same time, Issei unfolded his draconic wings. His scales were brightly white, with the red tattoo-like patterns running where the bones were, each ending with a deadly looking talon.
A silence that fell upon them. A silence wherein one could hear a falling needle, everyone stared at the now identified Nekomata and Dragon turned Devils. They just stood there, the former grinning that his plan worked perfectly and the latter laughing inwardly with his grandfathers at their reaction. Then, waving his tails, Septimus spoke with merry voice.
"Well, looking at you, it's actually not that great a feat when we have here another Nekomata and a Fallen Angel hybrid, the daughter of the Cadre member nonetheless."
CRACK
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