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

"Alright... we are going to split into four groups... the rogue members of the Grigori are somewhere in Kuoh... I don't know exactly where, and I don't think they will all be in once place. Fallen with more than six wings are arrogant, selfish, and more often than not, absolutely cannot stand to be staying in the same place as two-winged and four-winged fallen... so that is why we are splitting up... to cover more ground..."

"Is... that really a good idea?" The brown haired exorcist asks, I think her name was Irina.

Mittelt slowly nods. "considering the information, you have given, along with some more intel I have gotten last night... it is probably wise... you said the archbishop of genocide was here? And he has three Excalibur fragments... he is probably doing something with them..."

She cups her chin. "Rias... you and your Peerage are going to be group one... Sona, group two... Exorcists, you take magic eyes, blind boy, and mop man over there."

She gestures towards my three friends near the wall.

"I'll take Him and the immortal."

Mittelt gestures to me standing beside her with a thumb

"Are... you sure that is wise? Just the three of you?" Sona asks.

"Well, Lucas beat both the exorcists... and Ravel is immortal... plus I have two sets of wings... the group with the most power is the Gremory group... but I'd say mine is close behind... the plan isn't for us to split up and defeat our opponents, the plan is for us to find an enemy, then call the rest so we can all converge on them... if we can find any pieces of Excalibur? Even better. Lucas can apparently wield it."

Kiba narrows his eyes at the floor.

"Alright, so let's trade contact information." Mittelt states.

"What are we doing?" Mittelt slowly asks.

"Searching." I state.

"A-At the theatre?!" Ravel stutters.

"Uh, yeah. What if they decided to watch a movie?"

"…"

"Lu, that's fucking stupid. Why are we at the movies when we should be searching the city?!"

"All I'm saying is that there's a high probability that there's going to be at least one fallen looking for entertainment while they wait for the boss to tell them to kill everything."

"…"

She rubs her temple with one hand. "I hate how that makes even a little sense."

"S-So what do we do?" Ravel asks. "Do we go into each-"

"Hrm... Humans really have strange tastes in movies..."

"I know what you mean... but I guess a deformed man in a hokey mask with an axe is 'oooh so scary' to them... ugh, worthless race."

"…"

"…"

"…"

Mittelt, Ravel, and My mouth are completely straight as we stare at one another.

We all slowly look to see a man in a biker jacket with fiery and spiky, bright red hair, crouched on a nearby chair, absolutely killing it in wackamole.

"They do have better games than they did one hundred years ago..." A second man, this one with short blue windswept hair states as he watches the small Styrofoam hammer start to tear.

"Nah, man. This shit's boring." Red hair growls. "why can't we go out and kill a devil or something?"

"Bosses' orders." Blue hair shrugs.

I lock eyes with Mittelt...

She locks eyes with me...

I mouth the words 'called it'…

She resists the urge to strangle my smug ass...

All is good.

"Hold on... is that- SHIT!"

The two fallen are now looking at us.

Mittelt frowns and begins to walk forwards-

I grab her shoulder and cover her mouth as another figure walks past us, a woman with silver hair wearing a simple long black dress

"What are you two dumbasses doing?"

"What does it look like, wench? We're bored. Might as well see what this town has to offer before we torch it."

"Lord Kokabiel isn't pleased with the two of you running off..."

"Why? What's possibly could happen to us? I seriously doubt anything can hurt us. That pathetic Gremory peerage lost to a group of four humans, so they aren't a threat." The blue haired man states.

"Oh SHIT! I forgot about that!" The red-haired fallen grins. "That was probably one of the best things I've seen this decade... how does a simple human defeat two queens at the same time? Man I want to buy that crazy bastard a drink... what sort of crazy human would step in between two peerages and somehow manage to come out on top."

He tilts his head. "You think he lives in this town? If he does, I'll buy him that drink..."

Mittelt is staring at the back of my head.

"Then kill him."

"…"

I gain an impish grin.

'probability I can kick the shit out of the three of them?'

2.7%

'…'

'probability I can find some way to beat them in the next-'

"I found you! Shitty white-haired bastard!"

The three of us flinch, my hands immediately reaching out and grabbing the throat of a white-haired exorcist who was stabbing a weird looking sword at me.

He gurgles as he is taken to the floor, the two of us falling just out of view as the three fallen look over to the noise, Mittelt and Ravel just out of view as they stand behind a cardboard cutout.

My forehead smashes into the stray exorcist's nose... it's that guy that Zen fucked up all those weeks ago... huh.

Mittlet crawls over and snatches the sword away from him as we continue fighting on the floor.

He stops fighting after a brief struggle, I'm now behind him holding him in a chokehold, his hands clawing at my arms.

'probability that he's unconscious?'

2.4%

'probability that he's unconscious?'

3.2%

'probability that he's unconscious?'

4.9%

'probability that he's unconscious?'

6.8%

'probability that he's unconscious?'

9.1%

'probability that he's unconscious?'

54.3%

'probability that he's unconscious?'

74.8%

'one hundred percent it is.'

I drop him, causing the knocked-out psycho exorcist to flop forwards.

I slowly blink as two more swords fall out of his coat, one that looks fucking ridiculous with a golden spiral going along the blade, stopping the edge from actually touching anything, and another that looks slightly reasonable, with a V shaped gold handguard that has another V on top.

"…"

I mouth the words 'What do we do' to Mittelt and Ravel.

The two girls just shrug.

I look down at the swords. 'are these... Excalibur fragments?'

Yes: 100%

'probability I can kick the shit out of those three fallen over there with these weapons?'

56.3%

'Probability I can beat the shit out of those three fallen if Mittelt and Ravel help?'

98.4%

I see the ground below the exorcist glow for a moment, then he disappears through a teleportation circle.

"What the hell was that?" One of the fallen ask.

"Magic?" The suited one asks.

"Tch. It appears you fools have been found." The female states.

The world grows quiet as a barrier springs up around the surrounding block or so, common man teleported from the theatre

I slip all three swords into my sacred gear and step out with a confident strut.

"Well, I thought I heard someone talking about me."

"YOU?!" The red-haired fallen shouts before grinning viciously.

"Yo." I smirk with a small wave.

Tension is rising, I feel a gentle prickle of excitement.

"So... what's your favorite drink, brat?"

I shrug. "I'd have so say sprite probably. Can't go wrong with a nice sprite."

"That so?" He asks.

He lifts a plastic cup and walks across the room.

My eyes slowly trail after him as he struts to the drink machine.

There is an awkward couple of seconds as he fills up the cup and walks back over.

He holds it out to me, causing me to let out a single huff of laughter.

I take the drink and am immediately forced to lean back as a red sword of light slashes through where my head was less than a second before.

I do a back handspring with one hand and lift the plastic cup to him, straw now cut at a slanted angle. "Cheers, friend."

I pop the top off with a small squeeze and down the entire thing in a couple gulps.

I let out a long breath, and a single sniff. "that fucked with my lungs."

It's the fallen's turn to let out a single huff of laughter as he stands there holding a shortened spear of light, the end flickering like fire. "You've got balls, human. I'll give you that."

"Jealous?" I shrug. "Ah, anyways, you three better attack me all at once, because frankly I'll beat the shit out of all of you if you come at me all at once."

My statement seems to catch the red haired fallen off guard. "Wait... what?"

He lets out a hearty laugh as he slaps his knee. "Oh my god. I said you were fucking insane for fighting two queens at once... I never knew you were that suicidal."

His eyes widen in brief fear as I appear in front of him, finger pressed against his forehead.

He smacks my arm away with one hand before using the sword he was holding to slash at me... but I disappear completely.

My fist smashes into the back of his head as I reappear, quickly turning and rushing to the other two fallen who are slowly reacting, wings coming out, the blue haired fallen summoning a staff made of blue light, and the woman summoning two thinner spears with short shafts, basically making them daggers.

"YOU DAMN HUMAN!" The red haired fallen shouts as he rushes after me, six wings on his back and flapping madly.

I fade from existence just as I meet the other two fallen, phasing through their attacks completely.

They all widen their eyes as I reappear behind the red haired fallen and punch him in the back of the head... again.

"AGH! DAMNIT AGAI- *GRK-*"

The black vine wrapped around his throat grows taut and tugs him back towards me, right into an awaiting kidney kick.

He is spun around to face me as I land a blow to his cheek, my hand blurring at speeds that It shouldn't be able to reach... it couldn't have been able to reach...

At least not until about a minute ago.

He falls backwards with a brutal *CRACK* I pull on the vine again, wordlessly tugging him towards me again, where he catches a snapkick to the chest that causes him to twirl out of the vine like a yoyo and smash into the woman fallen.

I blur towards the second six-winged fallen, the blue haired one, fist reared back.

His staff passes cleanly through my chest as I fade and reappear slightly behind where I just was, my fist rocketing towards the fallen's lower stomach.

He gags and folds slightly around my hand, my other hand snapping up and slamming into his nose, breaking it and causing him to stumble backwards.

The female fallen jumps to her feet- only to be promptly struck in the side by a pink spear of light that explodes and sends her through a nearby wall, quickly flying after her.

*FLASH*

A large magic circle appears somewhere behind me as I raise my hands, preparing to throw down with any of their reinforcemen-.

I blink slowly as Rias, Akeno, Kiba, Koneko, Issei, and... ugh... Pauline appears.

I look over to them, then wordlessly kick the downed red-haired fallen in the side, earning a quiet wheeze. "You're late."

I walk over to them with my hands behind my head.

Rias freezes. "W-Wait... what?"

I flinch as- *FLASH* the blue haired fallen takes this moment to reach out to his red haired ally and teleport the both of them away.

"SHIT!" I growl.

Mittelt walks out of the hole in the wall with a frown as Ravel pokes her head out from around the cardboard cutout, phone in hand.

"Did she get away?" I ask.

"No." She states. "I sent her back to the Grigori... did those two get away?"

"Sadly, yeah, got distracted by the Gremory group's appearance."

"How the hell were you even able to move like that, Lu?" Mittelt asks with a raised eyebrow. "You fought three six winged angles at the same time and horribly injured one."

"Sword." I shrug. "When it's in my sacred gear, it technically counts as me wielding it... apparently... thus, until this Kokabiel nonsense is done... and I have to give them back, I'm fast, I can turn invisible, and I can make illusions."

I let out a sigh. "We should just meet up with the others, right?"

Rias takes a moment to look around. "Wait... a theatre?... how did you know they would be in a theatre?"

"They're probably bored, so I looked in a place where they could find entertainment." I shrug with a smirk.

"Bitch, you just wanted to slack off, didn't you?" A certain black-haired, red turtleneck wearing girl asks.

"Shut the hell up, Pauline, this was calculated. Every. Single. Second. of it." I snap.

"Sure, bitch. Whatever." She scoffs.

"Do I need to leave you hanging on the side of a building again?" I growl with narrowed eyes.

"You can certainly try..." She smirks, her pink eyes gaining a dangerous glint. "But you'd die~"

"I don't know, my track record of killing you is currently one for one, I don't know if you'd want to risk making that two for-"

Mittelt covers my mouth with a single hand. "Yes, let's meet up with the others."

After that day... everything seemed to calm down... tensions quietly rising of course, we captured a few fallen here and there, nothing like the first day, however... mostly just a couple two-winged angels, and one four winged.

We eventually reconvene at the ORC club room.

"Find anything?" Mittelt asks with a frown.

"No..." The blue haired exorcist states as she cups her chin. "We have looked through the entirety of Kuoh by this point, correct?"

"Pretty much." I shrug.

"I assume they are outside the city... in which case... we may never find them." Sona adds in.

I frown at the floor. 'something... seems off about today.'

"What is it?" Rias asks, noticing my perturbed expression.

"I... don't know... but I'm feeling... uneasy."

I tap my fingers on the table with a frown.

The ground lights up as a massive magic circle appears below us.

""WHAT?!"" everyone cries as a white light washes over us.

I blink the spots out of my vision to see that we are all now in the middle of some forest.

"Hmph... well... how pleasant for you to join us... Heiress of Gremory... Heiress of Sitri."

We all glance up to see a man with pale white skin, long black hair, red eyes, pointed fangs and elf-like ears.

"Kokabiel..." Mittelt growls.

"Now, now, Mittelt... is that any way to speak to your superiors?"

He casts a glance over the rest of the group. "Hn... yes... I suppose this should suffice."

"Two exorcists wielding fragments of Excalibur... two devil heiresses." His eyes stray over Ravel. "And another from another fairly important family... not as much as the first two, of course, but the Phenex family is quite dangerous... but then we have you, Mittelt... you are perhaps an even larger piece than the devils behind you..."

"My goal to restart the great war may just happen if I send your father your head..."

"'Father'?" Sona mutters with a frown.

"Keeping secrets from your allies? Spawn of Azazel?" Kokabiel grins.

"A-Azazel?!" Rias gasps.

Mittelt frowns and lets out four wings. "Is this your gimmick, then? Revealing secrets to try shake us?"

"No, no... if I wanted to shake you, I'd simply utter another secret..." He smirks.

Another fallen angel floats down beside the ugly motherfucker, she has long blonde hair that reaches her lower back, light blue eyes, and a light skin tone, I hesitate to call it 'pale' because of what she is floating next to, but she definitely isn't tanned.

Upon her back are eight large black wings, she looks down at Mittelt with a sneer of disgust. "My My, Mittelt... how you have grown."

Mittelts eyes narrow as she lets out a low growl. "Mother... how pleasant to see you again."

I widen my eyes briefly and look in between the two women, as the eight winged fallen smirks. "How someone as pathetic as you could be my progeny, I have no idea... probably your worthless father's genes."

'I can see where she gets her 'smug' from... even if her mother's 'smug' pisses me off.'

"Mariel... Azazel may be a coward... but he is not weak..." Kokabiel states with a frown as his eyes stray over the group once more. "But... even you aren't the most important piece here, Mittelt."

His eyes lock with mine. "You..."

I slowly blink. "Pardon?"

"You... Lucas Vermilion are the biggest piece here..." He states with an excited grin. "I was worried that the great war would be like it had been... but with you... another group comes into play."

"…" My silence is enough for him to continue.

"Oh, you don't know, do you? Well, I suppose that is to be expected... she did everything in her power to hide you... but... I've fought your kind before... and while your energy is subtle... being suppressed... I feel it... Son of Tyche."

"…"

I glance to Mittelt who is gaping up at Kokabiel.

"W-What?" She hisses.

Rias looks at the floor, deep in thought. "Tyche... Tyche... where have I heard that name before..."

Sona's glasses slightly fall off her face as she looks up at Kokabiel with wide eyes.

"Alright, who the fuck is Tyche?" I snap with a small growl.

Mittelts wide eyes trail over to mine. "T-Tyche... is the Greek g-goddess of fortune, chance, providence and fate... y-you're a Demi-God L-Lu..."

"Goddess? Hn, and here I am with a sacred gear... my dad must have had mad game." I smirk up at Kokabiel. "I don't give a shit. You say that I'm important, but frankly, I'm not... I'm just a human with a little power. Who cares who or what my mom is? Clearly that bitch didn't care about me if she just left me in an orphanage half way across the world. What will change if you kill me?"

Kokabiel smirks down at me, a sickly yellow spear of light appearing in his hand, it is easily the length of his body, several purple rings surrounding it. "Everything..."

The spear drifts downwards before picking up speed.

"SCATTER!"

Thus the Kokabiel fight is in full swing! And what's this? Lucas is a god?! Well, this would explain the probability powers... ANYWAYS I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I made it an extra 500 words just for you! I was planning on stopping at the Glowey teleportation scene, buuut I thought this would be a much better cliffhanger!

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