I do not own Dxd, Only the oc and any 'new' sacred gear I have created.

"Speech"

'Thought'

"Powerful Entities Talking" (Such as dragons and angry gods who are shouting)

[Boost]: Ddraig

{Divide} Albion

Tears threaten to spill out of Ravel's eyes. "N-No! Y-Your wrong!"

Mittelt retracts her wings and lets out a long sigh. "Sadly, I'm not..."

Ravel sniffles. "B-But why?! Why me?!"

"Sometimes fate is just a bitch." I shrug.

"T-They... always did treat me a little differently..." Ravel whispers.

She stands up and lets out her wings... originally, they were simply just two plumes of fire, but now, they shift, and morph, leaving her with a single pair feathered wings that are made of fire. "M-My wings looked differently than the rest of my f-family's... I had to use constant effort to mold and change the fire to be like theirs"

"I-If what you told me I-is correct... my mother must have always known... she was always hard on me..."

Mittelt steps over to Ravel and wraps her arms around the crying girl. "Hey... it's fine, you are going to be okay... your sister is here for you, and I'm going to make damn sure you get the familial love you deserve."

Mittelt has to stand on her tippy toes to allow Ravel to cry into her shoulder.

She glances at me, then makes a calling motion with her hand.

'ah. She wants her phone.'

I get up and retrieve her phone from her room and hand it to her.

She slides it open, then goes to her text messages and clicks on one.

Azazel:

She types in a message.

"I hate you."

She then takes a quick audio recording of Ravel sobbing into her shoulder and links it to the message.

She then hits send with a glare.

After about thirty minutes, Ravel has finished crying... or well, more like she has run out of tears of cry.

"Do you feel better?" Mittelt asks from her spot seated next to me, Ravel's face still pressed into her shoulder.

"M-Mhm..." She quietly hums.

"Alright. I'm going to get up for a second, okay?"

"W-Wait-" the drill-haired girl protests.

Mittelt moves the girl so now she is leaning on me, causing her face to flush slightly as she looks up at me with red puffy eyes.

"Lu. Hold her. Give her all the attention and love that she desperately needs, I need to make a call."

"Remember, Silence spell." I deadpan.

Mittelt nods once and starts dialing a number on her phone as she stalks away, slamming her bedroom door behind me.

I look down to the girl leaning on me. "Look... I'm not really in my... 'element' with heart felt moments like this, I'm sorry if I don't know what to say, or what to do, but... I'll try my best to make you feel better... so, do you need anything?"

"Mn-Mnn." She mumbles, signifying a 'No'

"Alright then..."

Ravel is now asleep, and Mittelt is still in her little call, sooooo time to initiate my plan...

'Probability that Mittelt's father will stub his toe.'

5.1%

'one hundred percent it is.'

I feel a wave of mental exhaustion.

'Probability that Mittelt's father will spill scalding coffee onto his crotch?'

0.01%

'ah. I see, he isn't even holding a cup of coffee...'

'one hundred percent.'

Another wave hits me, nearly knocking me unconscious.

'Probability that in his pain induced state, he will fall out of the fifth floor window?'

0.4%

'ONE HUNDRED PERCENT IT IS-.'

Pov: Mittelt.

I had just finished my call with my father...

Yeah, he is not one of my favorite people right now, but anyways, he somehow found himself in great pain to my surprise... I had thought I was going to be forced to go over there and strangle him, but he stubbed his toe, his coffee machine sparked to life and sprayed boiling coffee over his crotch, then he fell out of his window and plummeted over fifty feet to the ground below...

And, much to my enjoyment, I heard ALL of it.

"Alright... now that my call is out of the way-" I begin as I leave my room, only to stare blankly at Ravel and Lucas, both fast asleep on the couch.

"…"

I glance over to the digital clock sitting on the tv cabinet revealing that only thirty minutes have passed.

"…"

'I'm sorry, WHAT?!'

I pout slightly as I slowly walk over to the two and lightly sit beside Lucas.

'ooooh let me guess, my little sister has absolutely fallen for you, hm?'

I internally groan at my pun. 'oh damnit, that was horrible... Lu, you have rubbed off on me in the worst of ways...'

Ravel lets out a low groan in her sleep causing me to sigh and lay my head on Lucas' other shoulder.

'I guess I could share him... with you, my little sister...'

I glance to her chest and pout... 'even though you are technically bigger than me height and... size... wise.'

Pov: Lucas

'ugh... my arms...' I frown as look down to the two appendages, each with crisscrossing lines and indents pressed into the skin from the two girls chatting at the kitchen table laying on them and cutting of circulation.

'eh, that'll fix eventually.'

"So, how do you like your omelet?" I ask over my shoulder.

"O-Oh! Just chives and cheese..." The drill-haired girl responds.

"Alright then." I shrug, as I fight back a yawn.

I flip the pan upwards, causing the current ommlet to flip through the air and land back in the pan, perfectly folded.

"Still got it..." I mutter to myself as I slide it out of the pan and onto a plate.

"Mittelt." I state as I lay the plate on the table. "Ravel, yours will be done in a second."

I walk back over to the stove and crack an egg into a bowl with one hand, then followed by a second

"I-I never expected him to be this good at cooking..." Ravel whispers to Mittelt.

"It's luck, really." I hum over my shoulder. "I like baking more, personally... but eh, no parents meant I had to learn most skills for myself... cooking, cleaning, how to fold clothes..."

"Taxes?" Mittelt asks as she begins eating.

"Not taxes." I frown as I whisk the eggs with a fork. "Honestly, you expect me- a person who is from a town where crime is 'legal'- to know how to do his taxes?"

"Eh, yeah, it's really a human thing... supernatural creatures don't really bother with them anyways... who's going to get us? The Magic IRS?"

"You'll definitely get arrested by the Magic Police if you keep saying blasphemous words like that, Mittelt." I snort as I bring out a cutting board and a knife. "A lot of chives, or just a few?"

"U-Uh an average amount?" Ravel says.

"Alright." I shrug as I pull said plant out of the fridge, giving them a brief wash before

"Oh yeah, like the magic police could take me! Them and what magic army?" Mittelt asks.

"Probably regular angels... those are about justice, right?" I ask.

"Ugh! They WOULD create a magic IRS, wouldn't they!" The fallen scoffs.

"Why are you acting like there is going to be a second great war if Mittelt doesn't pay her taxes?" Ravel slowly asks.

"Banter." I hum as I dump a handful of finely chopped chives into the beaten eggs, after another mix I dump the ingredients into the pan. "So, how did we go from talking about cooking to tax evasion?"

"Hrm..." Mittelt hums. "I dunno."

"I am quite confused as well." Ravel states. "Folding her hands in her lap with a fake smile."

I let out a sigh and glance over to Mittelt. "We have to fix her."

"I know... it's horrible." She sighs as well.

"P-Pardon? 'Fix... me?' I don't... understand?" The drill haired girl questions.

"You are too proper... I liked it better when you were fangirling about me being Joseph Joestar." I shrug dumping a handful of cheese into the cooking eggs as I give it a stir.

"O-Oh! I'm sorry." She whispers.

"I'll take shy over high class and proper." I shrug. "Honestly if I had to go to a fancy dinner or some sort of ball where I had to watch my actions at all times, I would probably just bite the bullet and commit."

"Ugh, yeah, devil society is a complete mess..." Mittelt scoffs. "Whenever I was in a devil's territory, killing vampires or stray yokai I always had to watch what I said, they just take every insult too seriously- no offence, Ravel- slip up one time and tell them how annoying they are being, then bam, the second great war after my dad hears I got killed by some snooty red-haired bimbo and goes on a warpath."

"I feel like you are projecting... just a bit..." I hum.

She crosses her arms over her chest. "Hmph! Of course, I am... I just made you join her club because it seemed like the thing that would annoy you the most at the time... and well, it sort of backfired when we started dating and you were forced to hang out there for a couple more hours after school... personally I'm glad you quit."

"Of course I quit... can you honestly say that you wouldn't quit if they had let someone who had almost killed you on multiple occasions join?"

"W-What?" Ravel asks.

"Also, I really don't think Rias could kill you."

"Of course not." Mittelt snorts.

"Omelet's done." I hum as I flip it out of the pan and onto a plate, causing it to fold perfectly like the other.

I lay the plate down on the table and place the pan and bowl I had been using in the sink.

"This is... surprisingly good..." Ravel murmurs.

"Of course, it is, I made it." I grin.

"You and your culinary arrogance." Mittelt scoffs.

"Hey. It's not my fault that everything I make is absolutely perfect and you burn water." I snort with a shrug. "What did you even do before you met me? Live your life on mountain dew and doritos or something?"

"Tv Dinners... just... Tv Dinners..." She sighs.

"Yeesh, that might actually be worse than what I just suggested." I hum as I run some hot water in the pan and bowl.

I wash my hands and walk towards the front door, grabbing my shoes. "Anyways, Ravel, school starts in like an hour, so you should leave here in about thirty minutes if you want to get a good time... I'm going out on a little jog."

"HEY YOU!"

I slowly blink and turn my head to the sound of the voice, then point towards my face.

A man in a black leather jacket is standing there with his arms crossed.

"Yes, you. White haired bastard." He snarls.

I let out an amused huff and straighten up slightly.

"Yes? I am indeed a white haired bastard... What business do you have with me?"

"I heard from a couple of my boys that you'se from Uratama."

"I'm sorry, 'You'se'?" I ask. "Seriously?"

His eyes narrow and he grits his teeth. "You won't be laughing after we're through with you!"

"'We'?"

I glance around to see thugs slowly surrounding me.

"Did I walk onto a musical set?"

"Kick his ass." The leader growls.

I flash them all a cocky grin and motion for them to attack me.

I weave through a flurry of punches.

"Come on. That's it?" I smirk. "I thought you were going to kill me? What happened to that?"

I strike the side of his fist with the back of my hand, pushing it just far enough to miss my head with a small grin.

I punch the side of another attack.

I begin blocking and deflecting all of his attacks with one hand.

I knee him in the stomach causing him to slowly stumble backwards "G-Guh..."

I grin cockily as his hands twitch closed "you bastard."

"DIEEEE!" He roars as he punches forwards.

I grab his wrist and slip under his arm. "Hup-"

I twist his arm backwards, popping it out of the socket as he falls to his knees.

"Noooow." I hum. "I'm going to tell you EXACTLY how this is going to go."

"You are going to pick yourself up. Call a couple ambulances for your friends. And run."

"and if I EVER see your ugly face again you are going to regret it." I growl.

I let out a small huff as I let go of his arm and kick his back, leading him to faceplant on the pavement. "I do have to commend you though... not everyone has the balls to continue attacking a man who previously took out thirty of his friends in one on thirty combat... so, while you are a weak bitch, you have my respect."

I place my hands into my pockets and glance around the battlefield of twitching, groaning, and unconscious bodies.

I look up to see a crowd of Kuoh students.

"…"

I turn around and start walking. "Welp. I need to get to school."

"School is pretty fun!" Ravel beams from over at her seat to the left of me.

"I'm glad you think so, Ravel." I sigh, ignoring the blatant glares of the rest of the class as I speak to the 'new girl'.

"Ugh! Damn pretty boy bastard!"

I glance to the left with a cold glare, causing the shaved headed student with big ears to freeze in place.

A couple seconds later I look away with a scoff.

It has pretty much spread across the entire academy that I am an absolutely monster when it comes to fighting... and that has... saved my image somewhat?

Sort of strange... I still get some shit from the boys but they don't take it too far considering I beat the shit out of thirty guys wielding bats and shit with my bare hands, but the girls have practically stopped bothering me... and sort of seem interested in me... like just a guilty pleasure fantasy of me finding them alone in the locker room or something... damn horny high school students.

"mn."

I glance over to the white haired loli standing at the front of my desk.

"…"

"Need something, Koneko?"

"Rias wants to speak with you..." She hums disinterestedly.

I take a deep breath and breathe out. "One week. Literally one week is all she was able to hold out..."

"It's fairly important." Koneko deadpans.

"Well, I guess I'll be the judge of that." I sigh as I stand up.

"Your girlfriend will be there." The loli continues.

"Oh, piss." I frown as I glance over to Ravel. "You might want to come as well, then."

"mn." Koneko hums. "Her presence isn't required."

The blond and the white-haired girl lock eyes, seemingly having a mental battle.

"Well, lead the way, then." I scoff, breaking their little staring contest.

"Mn." Koneko hums again as she turns around and walks out of the room.

I shrug, look to Ravel, then we both follow.

Welp! The Kokabiel arc is finally starting... and as I play my game of astral-mind-chicken with the plot of dxd, I am quickly swerving out of the way as I get too spooked... I have decided that I am going to yeet our three main protaganists into another world similar to Dxd! But it really isn't that well known! (No, it's not testament of sister new devil... that might be EVEN WORSE than Dxd surprisingly... I didn't think you could get worse than dxd unless it is just flat out porn... but they somehow managed it!)

Hell, I don't think there is a SINGLE fanfic about it even though it has an anime adaptation... wish it would get a season 2 though :C bit more of a comedy than ecchi though... (Even though it is a harem anime) and the plot is... okay I guess... it kept me entertained and had me interested enough so that when it was coming out weekly I waited for each episode in anticipation... and at least finished the manga for it (It is still coming out, but it updates SOOOO fucking slow! (there have only been 3 chapters updated in 2020)

(Also, please note that it is only similar in the way that supernatural creatures exist, special family-based powers, as does heaven and the underworld... there are a second reason why I want to yeet the Azazel duo and Lucas into it though... but I'm going to keep a little quiet on it for now... if any of you manage to guess it, you get an astral internet cookie...)

I'm fucking tired...