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Demon
Chapter 22
Kiba marched out the room after the defense planning for the town was finished.
He was not happy. Not happy at all. In fact, the last time he was happy had been before those agents form the Church arrived.
His mind burned with uncontrollable rage.
That rage was directed toward… well everyone.
But more so toward the King and Queen of the Peerage.
His fists tightened in anger.
Rias said she understood his pain. But that was a damn lie and she knew it. That prideful rich girl knew nothing of the pain he went through.
She would never understand, because she wasn't in his position... she would never be.
Born an orphan without knowing his parents, he was taken in by the Church and eventually used as a test subject for the Excalibur before being deemed a failure and tossed into the gas chamber with the rest of those who failed the project to die.
It wasn't just him that she didn't understand, but Koneko, Gasper, and Asumoto. She would never understand any of her peerage's pain, because unlike them; she didn't lose a sister to a false crime, nor be killed by vampire hunters, nor get stabbed to death on the outskirts of a forest and beg for help.
Either she has the misfortune of reincarnating people with terrible childhoods or likes to play the hero, who comes in to save someone at the last minute. She had done just that to him, Asumoto, and to Issei if the Fallen Angel's killed him.
Damn Rias, and Asumoto! Damn them both for their orders!
All his life he waited for the opportune moment to take his revenge upon the Excalibur for destroying his life, along with his comrades. But he wouldn't get that chance, because not only did they have no luck in finding the weapons, but Rias and Asumoto both ordered him to not destroy them.
Well… fuck their orders! He didn't care if he would become a Stray or get killed. He would destroy those swords if it was the last thing he'd do!
And two of those just so happen to be right in front of him.
Kiba eye's never left the Church trio, not even after leaving the building. They were going the opposite direction, probably to keep searching for the swords, even though they said their search had been a failure.
Once they were a good distance away from the building he'd—
The blonde froze when Rika stopped and turned to face him, eyes narrowed in disapproval.
"Yuuto Kiba!" she declared, her words loud enough to get the other's attention. "I see you still won't let go of your hate."
Kiba chuckled darkly at her words. His eyes concealed by his bangs. "Is that what you call it? Hate? This isn't hate I feel toward the swords…"
Suddenly he summoned his Sword Birth and pointed it at the trio, eyes burning with anger. "I feel rage! Rage that I'm being denied my revenge against those Holy Swords! I have looked everywhere for the ones you lost and found no sign of them! Which means…" he glared at Irina and Xenovia, "I'll just have to destroy the ones you already possess."
Xenovia glared at the blonde Devil with disappointed and stepped forward, hauling her Excalibur off her back while tossing aside her cloak, revealing a black, skin-tight, short sleeve unitard with pauldrons, matching fingerless gloves that extend to her biceps, and thigh-high boots, all of which are adorned with straps.
If Kiba was a lesser man he'd be ogling over Xenovia's body. Which was exactly what Issei was doing, till he was smacked in the back of the head by his girlfriend.
Kiba though was not a pervert, he was a warrior. A warrior that would have his revenge!
"If you want them. Come and take them!" Xenovia announced with a confident smirk. "You're not match for Excalibur Destruction."
"Xenovia! Stand down!" Rika ordered. "Have you forgotten we are allies against a common enemy!?"
"Of course, I haven´t," replied Xenovia, waiting, hoping the Knight would attack. She had been itching for a fight since she got here and wanted to prove to this foolish Devil her skills where better than his. "But this boy needs to learn that his revenge is foolish and unreachable."
"I agree that his revenge his foolish. However, there is no reason to fight," Rika said with a sigh as she stepped forward. "Yuuto Kiba, I told you that the Church is sorry for what Valper did. Destroying the swords won't bring your friends back."
"You think I don't know that!?" Kiba yelled. "I want to avenge their deaths by destroying the thing that took their lives! They sacrificed themselves, so I could escape! So, I could take revenge for them!"
"Is that how they would want to be remembered? You must stray away from this path of hatred Yuuto Kiba. If you don't chance your ways, you will be consumed by the hate and anger you have following within you. Please, don't do this, Kiba."
"She is right, Kiba."
At the window was Rias looking down at the scene with displeasure and at the doorway of the was Akeno and Asumoto, the latter agreeing with the Saint.
"Not only are you blinding yourself to hatred, but you are no match for the Holy Sword Destruction. It will destroy any sword you try against it. And you have orders to not destroy the weapons."
"Fuck you Asumoto! You think orders, or your threat will stop me!?"
"Kiba—"
"Stay out of this Shinto! Why are you even here!? I thought you only came to finish school!?"
Akeno was visibly shocked by the usual kind boy's words. At the corner of her eye she saw anger flash in Asumoto's eyes. Guess he didn't approve of her being talked to that way.
"Kiba!"
It was Rias turn to yell at him.
"You are a Knight and servant of the Gremory House! I will not tolerate this attitude from you! Stand down or you'll be punished!"
"Kiba-kun…"
"Shut up! I won't let any of you stand in my way! I will have my revenge!"
His demonic power exploded out of him in a wave of furry. His eyes filled with malice to kill!
Rika's eyes hardened in anger and disappointment. Guess revenge was all he cared about.
If he wanted to destroy the swords, then…
"Xenovia," the Saint's tone was serious which meant there was no room for argument, "stay out of this."
Then she looked to Rias. "Rias Gremory, since your Knight is disobeying you're orders and is eager for blood. Then allow me to punish him for you in a duel. If he wins he can destroy the Swords."
"Granted," Rias said without a second thought of hesitation. She knew how skilled Rika was, Kiba would be no match for her but since he would not listen to words, then pain was the only solution unfortunately.
Rika stepped forward, her hair blowing with the wind. She didn't want it to come down to this but there was no other choice.
"Kiba, I shall give you one final war—"
"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrragh!"
Kiba lunged forward at blinding speed, sword raised high.
'Idiot,' she thought while easily dodged the attack, while at the same time throwing her cloaked off. Like Xenovia, she too wore the same battle attire, minus the straps, fingerless gloves, and a bit of coverable around her thighs. On her hip was a single Katana with blue wrappings.
Kiba attacked once more, aiming for her head!
With the grace she was known for at Gakuen Kyoto, she slid to the left and quickly got behind him.
Grabbing her sword, she drew it from its sheath and delivered two slashes across his back and followed up with a swift kick to the back of his knee. As her opponent fell, she grabbed a first full of hair and positioned the blade at his neck.
"Yield," she commanded in a soft tone.
Kiba grit his teeth. He could feel the holy energy from the blade tingling his neck. He wanted to keep fighting but knew it could not be done. He was at her mercy.
"You're lucky I didn't deliver too deep of a cut to your back," she said. "Your determination is creditable, but you are a stubborn fool to believe revenge is the solution to your pain. I'm sure your friends would be disgusted by your action."
"You—"
She tugged on his hair harshly to shut him up. "I won't allow your petty revenge stop us from retrieving the swords. I've tried to be nice to you Kiba, but since you wanna play it hard…" She began to apply pressure to her blade which drew blood from the boy's neck. "Let's play hard."
Pulling the weapon away she drove his head into the ground and slammed the pommel of her hilt into his head, making a crack be heard.
"Let this be a lesson to you idiot. Continue doing this and you will eventually die in vain. At least when you die, you'll see your old friends again."
Ouch! That was harsh, even for Asumoto.
Sheathing her sword, she grabbed her cloak and motioned for Asia to heal the beaten Knight, who was already running toward him.
"Be lucky I didn't kill your Knight Gremory," she called to the Devil. "But I suggest you keep him restrained until this ordeal is over. Now if you'll excuses us we must speak with the Fallen. Good day."
With her piece said, the Church trio departed.
"Impressive," Asumoto said while watching Asia use her Sacred Gear to heal Kiba. "I'm sure if we were going all out she'd have done that very same thing to me."
Rias had to suppress an angry sigh. She had feared something like this would happen and hoped to avoid it but… it occurred, and this was result; her Knight getting his ass handed to him.
Kiba had been her second servant and she tried to make him feel as comfortable as he could in his new life. But he always pushed her away, just like Asumoto.
Unlike Asumoto, he finally opened up and told her about his terrible childhood as a test subject for the Holy Sword project. She was angered at the Church for performing such a godless act on an innocent child and had nearly cried for all the pain and suffering Kiba went through.
Rias wanted to help, but knew it wasn't possible. If she tried to help him, it would reignite the war and millions more would die just because a boy wanted to destroy the Excalibur fragments for destroying his life.
The Church where fools to exile Valper. They were too soft in their punishments. Death was a more suitable sentence for one as cruel as him.
If Valper was found she would extract vengeance for her Knight. If the Exorcist didn't capture him first.
She quickly made her way outside to where her knight was still laying. A dissatisfying look was upon her pretty face and delicate hand on her hips.
"Kiba I'm very disappointed in you. You deliberately disobeyed a direct order from your master to not destroy those Holy swords and worse, you attacked the ones in possession of our allies to get to them!"
Her tone was like a mother scolding a child, which from many points of view it was.
"Are you really that obsessed your revenge you'd threaten to destroy this alliance we've forge with them and get away with giving your Queen attitude!?"
But her question wasn't answered. Even though his injuries where healed, Kiba laid in the same position after his skull was cracked.
Either he was knocked out, which was highly doubtful since Rika was holding back... or he was ignoring her question - which he most certainly was.
Again, the pureblood sighed. Kiba was never this stubborn. But with the Holy swords in town, it brought up old memories that stirred his blood. Hopefully once those Church agents left he would go back to being her loyal Knight.
Off to the side, Akeno looked on with pity. Kiba's actions today would not go unpunished. Defying his Queen and trying to attack their allies would land him in serious trouble.
Speaking of alliances, those exact words made something click in her brain.
The Shinto Faction!
So much had occurred since returning to Kuoh, she had forgotten to tell the Devils of her meeting with the clan!
"Rias!" she called, "I just remember I have something important to tell you. All of you."
When all eyes were on her she spoke loud and clear.
"The Five Great clans had held an emergency meeting, after I had been telling my uncle of Kokabiel's action."
"And what did they say? Are they with us?" Asumoto asked, hoping they'd get themselves another ally in the war.
Akeno's features morphed into a tired expression that was followed by a sigh. "They will not join."
...nobody said a word at that.
"They won't get involved in otherworldly affairs."
"Typical." Asumoto muttered with an edge of anger. Ever since the ending of the Great war they've been caught up in their own affairs of managing the clans and territories. They'd rather watch Japan burn then protect it. Their title as the Guardians of Japan died with the previous Five Great Family leaders.
Rias wasn't surprised by the girl's answer. But like her Queen, she had still hoped the niece of Iwamatsu could convince the Shinto Faction to ally with the Devils for this one time to protect Japan.
Then again, Kuoh was the only section of Japan the Devils had command over. So, if this town was destroyed, it wouldn't be that big of an issue to them.
Beside that... it'd also see the deaths of both heirs to the Gremory and Sitri house, along with their peerage, three Exorcists, the stealing of five holy swords, and the Fallen Angels still loyal to Azazel.
To them, the destruction of one town was a good enough sacrifice to see so many enemies destroyed.
There was just one problem.
Iwamatsu's niece, Akeno.
What would happen if she died? Would it trigger the Shinto Faction to take up arms? Or would they stand aside and mourn her death? That was the question.
On the side lines, Issei looked on with a mixture of anger and pity. There was no need to go that far in beating up Kiba. Then again, he was letting his anger control him.
Ever since knowing about the supernatural world, Issei had come to know the Devil's within the town, mainly Rias peerage. And while he wasn't close friends with them, except Asia, he still cared for them.
When he first knew Kiba, Issei was under the assumption that he was just another pretty boy for girls to chase after. But once he knew the horrors he went through as a child… the desire to help destroy those swords strayed into his thoughts now and then and just witnessing Kiba's raged filled determination to take revenge, that thought filled his head once more.
He was about to say something but felt his arm being tugged. He looked at Raynare, motioning her head for him to follow. While he wanted to say no, his girlfriend's stare made it impossible to argue.
Though reluctant, he followed Raynare out the school. His eyes every so often turning back in the direction toward the Old School Building.
"Ise-kun, I know what you're thinking," Raynare said once they passed the gate. "However, there's nothing we can do for him. I know you want to help. But those Holy Sword are important to the Church and Gremory said they would help retrieve them, not destroy them"
"But—"
"Do you want to evoke the wrath of the Church and Heaven, just to help one boy's vengeance for weapons?"
Issei looked away at the question. Of course, he didn't but…
Raynare cupped his chin and forced him to look at her. She understood her boyfriend's desire to help his friends, but some things can't be helped.
"I just wish I could do something to help him. Kiba has every right to be angry after what had happened to him."
"But he decided to project his anger on a lifeless bunch of swords, instead of the people who were truly responsible. This is both foolish and pointless," Raynare responded.
"How can you say that?" Issei asked her. "What Kiba has gone through was terrible."
"I say it simply because it is true. He concentrates his rage on the wrong target. It is quite simple, he is obsessed with these swords."
Raynare felt sympathy for the boy's terrible childhood. But like she said to Issei, he was taking his anger out wrongly. It was Valper, who murdered his friends, not the swords.
And Raynare knew better than anyone what it meant to get an idea stuck into your head to the point that it nearly overrode all reason. She remembered her own past obsession with the Twilight Healing and what it could have led to.
"Well… I could tell you where the swords are."
The couple spun around at the voice.
Leaning against the wall of a building was a boy either the same age or one year older than Issei wearing a half smirk. His attire gave off the impression of a punk, dark green V-neck shirt with a high-collared black leather jacket over it. He also had burgundy jeans with a silver chain drooping down over them and black leather chaps with three bands encircling his right calf, and black shoes with black buckles. His eyes where the color hazel but the most distinct thing about him was his hair, dark silver.
Everything about this stranger gave Issei a bad feeling. Especially since he could hear the angry growl of Ddraig within his mind. This guy must be connected to supernatural world in some way to make the Dragon this angry.
"It's him," said Ddraig within his mind scape, his voice filled with rage.
"Who?"
But he didn't answer.
"What did you say?" Raynare asked. If this guy knew where the swords where, they could tell their friends of the Church and get them back.
"I could tell you where the Holy Swords are," the stranger repeated, while stayed where he was, smirk still upon his handsome face. "Although… that doesn't really sound interesting." His gaze shifted to Issei who stiffened when he made eye contact. "You must be my rival. The host of the Red Dragon Emperor Ddraig - Issei Hyoudou."
Hearing that, Issei immediately stepped in front of Raynare, Sacred Gear summoned. Now this guy was trouble! How did he know him and what did he mean by rival!?
It wasn't a moment afterward that his thoughts became demanding questions to the stranger who, to Issei's surprise, didn't feel threatened one bit. Instead he chuckled at the boy's reaction.
"So that's all you can do? Hm. I shouldn't expect much from someone as weak as you. But where are my manners. My name is Vali. And I am the holder of Albion, the White Dragon Emperor."
A gasp from Raynare was heard as her whole body stiffened up at the boy's words. This was the White Dragon Emperor? The one she had hoped Issei wouldn't face until achieving Balance Breaker! This was too soon! Issei wasn't ready to face him, he'd be killed in second!
"The White Dragon Emperor?"
Vali chuckled at the brunette's question. "Heh. You don't even know I'm your rival? You really have no understanding of the Supernatural World and since you're still not strong enough to face me, that mean's I won't get to enjoy fighting you. How unfortunate."
"He - he only awakened his Sacred Gear a short time ago. Issei-kun just didn´t have the time to fully realize his powers. He will get much stronger soon," Raynare called out. "Just wait a little more and he will give you a challenge."
She knew she was trying a shot into the blue here. But the White Dragon Emperor had the reputation of a battle maniac... and what he just said completely matched with that. So, she just had to try.
"Really?" Vali asked now. "You seem quite concerned about him." He was looking at both of them for a moment. "But you might be right. Maybe I just expect too much from a human who had just become aware of the Supernatural."
Raynare inwardly sighed in relief. Hopefully now he'd leave them alone.
"Nevertheless…" the silver haired boy said while pushing himself off the wall and approached the couple. "You are still my rival so even if you are the weakest Red Dragon Emperor, we are still destined to fight."
Vali had heard from the Old Satans that the possessor of the Red Dragon Emperor was in this little Japanese town and he wanted to test his skills against him. But now that he saw who exactly he was and the power he sensed within him… it was quite honestly disappointing.
Not only could he not achieve Balance Breaker, but he was just a lone human - where as he was a descendent to the original Lucifer. This meant one thing for Vali; his fight against his rival would be a one-sided slaughter.
Just thinking of that made reconsider fighting the brunette. Perhaps Sirzechs would prove more of a challenge than this weak human.
"May I ask as to why you are staring down my Kohais sir?"
... Or maybe even the man who just shot that question to him, Vali continued the thought.
Turning around, he saw a man worthy of a challenge approach. Burnette hair and silver eyes…
Ah – this must be the one their spy in the Underworld said bested Riser Phenex and and his Peerage by himself. The one known as The Strongest Queen of the Rookie Six... Asumoto – Rias Gremory's Queen.
Beside him was a young woman with black hair and violet eyes. No doubt Hazael's half-sister.
Vali turned his attention to the two new comers, perhaps they would be more interesting.
"You are Hazael's step sister and you…" His gaze turned to Asumoto, "must be the one who defeated Riser Phenex."
"I am," replied Asumoto calmly. "Who are you?"
"His name is Vali and he's the wielder of the White Dragon Emperor and I'm supposed to fight him!" Issei said bluntly.
He didn't show it outward but Asumoto was scared to be face to face with an enemy he didn't wish to fight. Instead, he kept calm and simply cocked his brow at Issei's answer before sizing up Albion's host.
Vali… he looked like he was trying to be a cool kid in those cheesy high school flicks.
Why was he here? Was it for a preemptive strike? From his posture, he didn't seem like he came to attack but you could never trust someone just by their body language. He could be waiting for the right moment to attack.
"I've heard you two are strong," said Vali, "but how strong exactly?"
"Look buddy, if you're trying to pick a fight with me. I wouldn't consider doing so."
"Oh? Are you saying you're weak?"
"Not in the slightest." Asumoto replied coolly. "But I know when I'm outmatched."
Vali laughed at the boy's reply. What an interesting fellow.
"I think you'll have more fun fighting one of the ten strongest beings."
Vali's eyes filled with excitement at the swordsman words. Excluding the three Vali already knew; Great Red, Ophis and Sirzechs. Their where seven other beings whose power surpassed everybody else. He didn't know who they where but when he did... oh how he'd love to fight them. If he could best one - or best yet - all of them, then Vali would be considered not only the strongest host of the White Dragon, but he could be considered one of the strongest beings himself. Maybe even the strongest.
Just thinking of that made his blood boil with excitement!
"Tell me, what is your name?" he asked Gremory's Queen.
"Asumoto."
"Asumoto…" Vali let the name sink into his mind. He could tell just by looking at him that he would be a worthy opponent, if they ever fought that is. "Perhaps someday we will fight. Or perhaps now..."
"I told you Vali, I can't beat you."
"I know," his smirk turned vicious. "But I still wish to fight you. I wanna see how strong you are and if you won't fight…" His eyes turned to Akeno, "...I can find ways to force you…"
Asumoto was in front of her the moment that threat left the Dragon possessors lips, eyes sharp with anger. Threatening innocent beings just to force people to fight him for his pleasure, truly he was soulless!
"You do care for her. Perhaps I should—"
His sentence was cut short by a long feral growl coming from behind. Turning to the source, Vali saw a large black dog charging toward him at full speed! Before he could react, it leapt high over him and landed between him and Asumoto. It's glowing red eyes staring down Vali, daring him to make a move.
It growled once more as it's fur shaped into swords with another forming within its mouth.
Vali stepped back, amusement on his face. "I see…"
"Ara. Ara. I don't think my cousin would like hearing that you threatened his niece."
Good old Tobio. Always watching over her, even when he was away.
"I think you understand the situation my friend; kill us, and you'll feel the wrath of Slash Dog."
"So, I see," Replied the White Dragon Emperor, "but before I go, I must warn you about what is to come very soon."
Asumoto had a feeling whatever was about to said wouldn't be good. "What's that?"
Vali cast a half smirk to the samurai, "Kokabiel's coming for Gremory. He's already informed his spies within the town to sabotage your plans to teleport the town which I'm sure they'll complete soon. So, you best prepare yourselves for him."
With that the White Dragon Emperor departed in a burst of light, leaving the four teens looking at each other in horror.
This wasn't good. Not good one bit. Azazael's plan was foiled, and Kokabiel was on his way here which meant…
"Go find the Exorcist and warn your friends at the base!" Asumoto ordered Raynare as he took off like a lightning bolt back to the club room.
Akeno turned her attention to Jin, the dog staring back at her. "Go to Tobio, tell the what's happening."
As Jin ran off in search of the Church trio, the hybrid turned her gaze to Raynare. She stared at the young girl, their features nearly identical; violet eyes, black hair, voluptuous bodies. One could even mistake them for sisters, which had been rumored but was quickly dismissed.
Unlike with her Father, Akeno had made no attempt to talk to the young Fallen. Their argument the night returning to Kuoh from the Kendo tournament still rang in her ears. She still felt the anger dwelling inside her when she thought about it. How dare she compare her to her filthy great uncle. She'd never murder families! Akeno felt the urge to make her pay for saying such cruel things. On the other side, when she had thought it over with a cooler head, she forced herself to remember that the Fallen Angel had at that time not the slightest idea who she was and what she had gone through.
The logical side of her forced herself to see how things must have looked from Raynare´s p.o.v. She - a Shinto Priestess - came here for unknown reasons, while Raynare and her team were stationed in this town... and made "friendly" contact with the Devils. Akeno had never truly made a secret of her hatred for the Fallen. And she had never missed a chance to made subtle or not so subtle accusations against the Fallen Angel group in the Devil´s presence. For Raynare it must have looked as if she had been intentionally trying to rile up the Devils against them to have them killed. (Who was she kidding? and even more logical and "honest" part of Akeno thought. That had exactly been "what" she had been doing.) Yes, purely logical Akeno could see where Raynare´s comment came from. But that didn´t made her feel any better and didn´t change the fact that she was angry. Just the thought to be compared to that man was...
"Akeno-san..." Raynare addressed her.
"What do you want?" she said, harsher as she intended.
Thought startled at the girl's tone, the Fallen replied. "I know we haven't gotten along in the past and during that time I didn't know who you really were. But…" Raynare straightened herself upright and bowed. "... I'm sorry for what I said before. I didn't know you were really Baraqiel-sama's daughter. I thought you were just a priestess of the Shinto Faction."
The action of bowing and apologizing caught Akeno off guard. She didn't expect this from the young Fallen. She half thought she'd give some snide remark but this…
Akeno's features softened a little. Her mother always said old wounds mend in time. She was trying with her father, perhaps now she could with Raynare. Letting go of her pent-up anger Akeno returned the bow with one of her own.
"I accept yours apologize." She said, continuing with, "I still stand by my words thought. I never attacked any families."
"I know you haven't," Raynare replied. "That however, doesn't excuses your hatred towards us. Back then I could sense your intent to kill me and my teammates, one of whom is still a child."
Akeno blinked in confusion at her words. Aside Raynare, no one within her team looked like a child. In fact, how was a child even given command of three adults?
"Mittelt."
The blonde wearing goth? How was she still a child!? She looked to be about in her late teens early adulthood. In fact, she hadn't paid much attention to the girl but from the few times seeing her, she did look to be about the same age as Raynare.
Thinking more on it, Raynare didn't look that much older either. She seemed to be a teenager actually. A twinge of remorse filled the hybrid. She didn´t realize two of the Fallen Angels in this town were this young.
If she had murdered them… or gotten the Devils to do it
Gods…
If she had murdered them then she'd have taken the lives of two young beings who still have so much to look forward to in the future. She'd have become exactly like Suou… she finally admitted to herself.
Her hatred for Fallen Angel's had her thinking of Raynare and Mittelt as enemies. Not teenagers or children. ... and Raynare had already pointed it out, they had done nothing to her... they had never even met before they came to Kuoh. Neither had they actually harmed anyone else in the town. Rias might had believed that Raynare had been planning to kill Issei because of his Sacred Gear... and Akeno wasn´t stupid (at least not in every aspect), she knew that there was a good chance that the young Fallen had actually considering doing that at one point. But ultimately Raynare had decided "not" to do it. In opposite to herself, who just didn´t get a good opportunity, Akeno admitted to herself ashamed. And she had actually been fully intending to kill them - not because of anything they did - just because of their race.
"Mittelt is the youngest among my team," said Raynare. "In fact, she's a year younger than me as well as my closet friend. We've know each other for so long, I consider her a sister. I'm glad she isn't here among us. Although we've both witnessed death, I'd rather her be out of town. Away from what will come."
"I - I am sorry as well," Akeno finally said. "You were right. I had the whole time only been waiting for you to make any kind of mistake, so that I would have a reason to attack you. And when you didn´t, I used every chance to make comments to Rias to distrust you, to stir her up against you. I..." Looking back, she now felt truly sick about herself. "... I acted like a goddamned snake, who causes trouble by trying to turn others against each other." It came into her mind how she had actually considered seducing Issei, who she had thought not much more than a shameless pervert at that time. So that he would stand aside, when she would kill Raynare and the others. Damnit, what the hell had she been thinking?
"You know I... I actually considered to seduce Issei-san at one point," she admitted visibly ashamed. "I thought..."
"Moment, what?" Issei asked.
"You did what...?" Raynare now growled as well.
"I thought back then if I just presented my breasts to him, he would just stand aside and let me kill you. I know I had been an idiot."
Issei was now looking at her aghast. He could barely believe that Akeno-sempai of all people had just said this.
"You goddamn..." Raynare snarled. She looked as if she could barely hold herself from attacking Akeno now.
"I know I know," the same Akeno said in a calming sounding voice, "I admit I had been a fucking racist bitch, a scheming snake and a hypocritical arrogant cunt back then. I know that, and I want to apologize for it. If that is good enough for you?"
"That sounds about right," Raynare growled. She was still struggling with her anger at Akeno´s last comment but managed to calm herself down. "But we have greater problems right now. And I admit I have not been a saint myself in the past... and if things had only been a bit different, I might have done equally stupid things." Akeno saw her eyes blink in Issei´s direction for a short moment. "So, I accept your apology. This is not the time to fight under ourselves anyway."
"Thank you," Akeno replied.
"Speaking of which, shouldn't we go warn the others? Kokabiel's coming so we have to prepare!" Issei cut in.
Remembering what she was supposed to do, Raynare grabbed Issei by the arm and prepared to teleport to the base before giving one last sincere look to Akeno then vanished.
Fuck…
Fuck!
Asumoto swore in his head, as he ran as fast as he could back to his fellow Devils to warn them what was coming.
This wasn't good! Not good at all! All this time Kokabiel had spies within Azazael's ranks learning their secrets, hearing their plans! And now they had sabotaged the plan to swap Kuoh with a fake version.
This meant Kokabiel could obliterate the town if he chose to, which Asumoto was sure he would.
Or he'd take over the town and use it as a staging area for Hazael's campaign against Heaven, or the Shinto Faction.
Using his Knight trait reached the Old School building in seconds. Everyone was where they had been when he left with Akeno to talk a walk through the town. Kiba was still brooding, Rias was scowling at him, and the others just stood off to the side.
"RIAS!" His yell startled everyone at his sudden return.
"A-Asumoto, why are you here? What's—"
"It's begun!" His announcement cutting off the heir's words. "The war has begun! Kokabiel's on his way here!"
…
Rias brow narrowed. So, after weeks of preparation and planning, the war finally begins.
"And worse is that Azazel's plan has been sabotaged! The enemy had spies right under our noses all this time!"
!
Enemy spies where in Kuoh!? They knew about their plan!?
"Everyone inside. Now."
There was no need to argue on this. Everyone made their way back into the old school building.
"Where are Raynare, Issei, and Akeno?" she asked her Queen once inside.
"I sent Raynare and Issei off to warn the other Fallen. As for Akeno, I thought she'd be right behind me. She must have gone out to search for the Exorcists, but I already sent Izumi out to find them."
"And you said Kokabiel is coming? How did you know this?"
"The White Dragon Emperor."
Rias nearly tripped over herself at his words. Turning on her heels she stared wide eyed at her strongest servant. The White Dragon Emperor was here!? How did they not feel is power? Why had he warned them of Kokabiel?
"I can tell by your expression that you're surprised. Well, so am I. Why would Vali - the White Dragon Emperor - tell us Kokabiel's plan? I though he was with the enemy?"
"Well, from the times with speaking with Azazel. I do recall him saying that Vali loves to fight."
"So, he doesn't care about this war? He only wants to fight strong people like your brother?" When Rias nodded, Asumoto clicked his tongue,
"Idiot. That fool doesn't realize the death wish he's giving himself. Sirzechs will obliterate him, if Slash Dog or someone else doesn't do so first."
"A pity he couldn't be on our side," Sona said as she pushed her glasses into place. It truly was unfortunate to not have both Heavenly Dragons on their side. "However, we should be grateful to the White Dragon Emperor for delivering this information to us. Now that we know Kokabiel is coming we have time to prepare for him."
"Have you forgotten we've lost the plan to swap Kuoh with a fake version!?" reminded the samurai to the Sitri heir.
"That can be easily solved by my peerage and I erecting a barrier and prevent the battle from spreading through the city."
Asumoto shook his head. "That'll cut our strength in half. We need you for the plan."
Sona's gaze hardened at the Queens words. "Minimizing damage to the town is just as important. Are you saying the safety of the people isn't important?"
"There won't be people to protect if we don't have the manpower to take on Kokabiel. What if he decides to just obliterate the town anyway when he is finished with us? Besides how can you be sure your peerage can hold the power of Grigori's new governor general?"
"Asumoto's right, Sona," said Rias as she crossed her arms, "you have more servants that me. So, you can hold a barrier. But your peerage is essential to the plan. From the intel Azazel gave us, none of us stand a chance against him. Alone that is. However, together we can and there are two advantages we have that he doesn't. The knowledge of the terrain and Kuroka."
At her name being mentioned black haired Neko's hear perked up. "Nya? What do you mean, Gremory?"
A confident smirk spread across Rias lips. "I think everyone's forgetting you are the most efficient in magic. You have the power of an Ultimate-class Devil. I'm sorry to ask this of you Kuroka, but I you must create a new barrier around the school."
Asumoto scolded himself at hearing his master's words. He forgot Kuroka was the most powerful among them. Her use of Senjutsu and Youjutsu would double the strength in any barrier she formed. The question was, would she have enough power to create a barrier that big and still be able to fight the enemy?
Kuroka shrugged her shoulders. "Sure. Once your friends get here I will-ah!"
She jumped at the sudden appearance of Akeno and the Church trio, Xenovia looked angry.
So Akeno went to fetch them, Asumoto thought while saying: "Welcome back."
"I wish our return was for a better reason," Rika replied with a sigh.
They had been on their way to the Church when Asumoto's familiar arrived followed by Akeno a few minutes after. She had been quick with her explanation before grabbing them and teleporting here.
How where they supposed to protect the town now? She didn't know how to use magic and how strong of a barrier could these Devils produce?
"Now that our plan to swap the town has been stopped. What will we do now?"
"We've just solved that problem," Rias answered. "However, I'd rather wait for the others to arrive before telling."
It wasn't long till Raynare returned with Issei, she too wearing a frown.
"Azazel-sama isn't here. Nor the other leaders. There in the Underworld fighting off Grigori's invasion."
Asumoto swore. This is not good. Without the Cadre, this fight would be a lot harder. Nevertheless, they had to do what they could until reinforcements arrive.
Reinforcements however wouldn't be coming anytime soon. Any attempt to contact the Underworld was being blocked. No doubt from the enemy spies. It was suggested someone go to the Underworld to inform the Satans, but time was short, and they'd have to search the whole battlefield for them.
Rias shook her head. "All we can do hold until someone, anyone, arrives to help us."
"I just hope the Excalibur fragments are brought here," Xenovia said, her anger over the situation still boiling. "We still need go get those back."
Everyone, except Kiba, nodded to Xenovia´s statement. This whole situation started with the stealing of the Holy Swords. If Kokabiel failed, the Church would be flooded with criticism from the other Factions for not dealing with this matter seriously.
"I know we have orders to destroy the Holy Swords if we fail, but I would like to get them back to the Church," Irina said. To her, those Holy Swords where an important part of their Faction and if they were destroyed they wouldn't just loose some of their most powerful weapons, but all their research in trying to forge the fragments back together into the True Excalibur would be for nothing.
"I agree with Irina," Rika said, eyes flickering to Kiba. She was sure even with his defeat earlier, he still would try to exact his revenge against the Excalibur's. This would only end in him in a worse state or dying.
Rias looked over everyone before her gaze fell upon her first Bishop. She could see by his shaking he was scared, but who wouldn't be? They were about to fight a being written within the Bible. Even she, Rias Gremory, heir to the Gremory household, was scared to face such a being without the assistance of her brother.
Forbidden Valor was a powerful and broken Sacred Gear. The ability to stop time was a powerful weapon and could be used to great effects. In fact, if Gasper Vladi gained control of it, then he could become her strongest servant.
Control however, was the issue.
After releasing Gasper from his domain, Azazel was quick to take him under his wing and train him to control his Sacred Gear at Sirzechs orders. Unfortunately, that wasn't going as planned. The young dhampir was just too frightened to try using it. He would either activate it unintentionally or once again hide within a box. Even with his master trying to encourage him, Gasper just wouldn't budge. He'd always run the opposite way forcing the heiress and researcher to go looking for him.
Rias had hoped the boy would gain at least a tiny bit of control but in the weeks leading up to today, nothing was achieved.
In short; Gasper was useless in this fight.
Asumoto looked between his master and Gasper. While he didn't personally know the boy, he had learned from Rias his history and misfortune of being unable to control his Sacred Gear. Perhaps he just needed some help, help that he should have given before the war started.
As he made his way over to the day walker, he addressed him causing the blonde to stiffen. He really did need help with socializing. When he was right in front, he knelt to be eye level with him, a soft smile appearing on his face. He knew, as Rias did, if he was to help Gasper, he would have to be gentle towards him.
"Gasper-kun, are you scared?"
"Y-y-y-y-yeah! I-…I'm rrrrrreally scared!"
His voice was high, making everyone look at the scene.
"There's no need to yell, my silly Kohai. I can hear you," Asumoto said with a light laugh before leaning closer to the boy. "I'll tell you a secret. I'm a little scared you. In fact, I think we all are scared. We are about to fight a very bad person."
"Are…. are…." Gasper stuttered, "…Are…. we going to die!?"
Asumoto gently placed his hand upon Gasper's shoulder and squeezed it slightly.
"Gasper…Gasper…. We won't die. None of us will. If we work together we can win this but we need your help. I know it's hard to control you're Sacred Gear and I know you're scared. However," me put his thumb to his mouth and bit it roughly, drawing a bit of blood from it. "I believe you can become something great with the right help."
Asumoto had gone through this already with Akeno's Fallen Angel issue and help her. Now it was Gasper's turn. He could see the hesitation in his eyes at the blood that trailed down his thumb. He could sense his confliction.
"Gasper-kun..." His voice was more soothing than before, like that of an older brother talking to a younger brother. "... I won't force you to drink my blood. Nor will I force you to fight. But… you must make difficult choices if you wish to help your friends. To help the woman who gave you a second chance to live a better life. A happier life. A life surrounded by those who care about you."
"…. care about me…?"
"That's right, Gasper-kun. Although you haven't meet all of us. Rias, Koneko, Asia, Issei, Sona, Akeno. All of us wish to be your friends." Then he pulled the Sacred Gear possessor into a hug. His hands gently rubbing his back. "I know it's scary to open up to people. To think they'll hate you for who you are but we won't judge you. We care about you and want to help you become a stronger man."
Gasper felt tears fill his eyes. All his life he thought he'd be shunned, despised, and used as a weapon, but he wasn't.
These Devils…. these people. All of them cared for him and wanted to be his friend. That wacky researcher had even tried to help him in controlling his Sacred Gear.
He was told he needed blood to help, but never in all his life had he wished to taste it.
But… if it would help him. If it would give him the strength to protect those who cared about him. Then…
Gasper leaned toward the bleeding thumb, his eyes transfixed in the red liquid. He stared at it for a few minutes before lapping it up with his tongue.
Everyone waited with baited breath if Forbidden Valor would activate. But it never did. At long last, Gasper had obtained control over his Sacred Gear.
Akeno watched with a tiny smile on her face. Like with her, Asumoto helped Gasper-kun with his problem. He was always there to lend a hand to anyone. This caused her thoughts to wander off for a moment.
Where exactly did they stand to each other? Went through her mind. There was no denying Akeno had feeling for him, she "was" interested in him. She had serious thoughts about starting a relationship and believed Asumoto had similar feelings about her. They had just been tiptoeing around the matter for the last weeks.
But now? It was possible that they would die in the next hours. Should she take these last precious minutes before Kokabiel arrives to tell him how she feels? Would he return her feelings?
She was so focused on him, she didn't realize her shoulder was being grasped until she was shook, causing her to look at the possessor of the hand. To her surprise it was Kuroka, she took was looking at Asumoto.
"I know you're thinking, Himejima-san. You're worried about him and I am too. He gave me shelter and helped reunite Shirone with me and clear my name. He did all that for me and I cannot help but worry for his safety, But I can assure you, Asumoto won't allow himself to be taken down so easily. Besides I can't let someone as handsome and strong as him get hurt. Nyahahah." She chuckled at the frown Akeno sent at her, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna date him if that's what you're worried about. He's made it clear that I'm just a friend to him. Besides, I know he has feelings for you." Again, she laughed at Akeno reaction, this time she was blushing. "I've seen the way he looks at you. Consults in you for advice. He just hasn't show those feelings because he's so wrapped up with the war. Perhaps when this is over, and we survive, he may try wooing you. Nya~"
Akeno looked back at Asumoto who was proudly smiling at Gasper, while Rias embraced the boy in a motherly hug. Her smile widening a little.
He did like her. He really liked her! This made wanting him that more desirable.
Just as she was about to open her mouth and tell him how she felt Rias cut her off with a clap of her hands.
"Alright everyone. I think now we should be getting ready for the coming battle. Instead of standing around. Let's move out."
Kuroka was the first to act, by casting the barrier around the school, she poured all her magic into this barrier. She had to make sure this barrier would hold against Kokabiel's power, otherwise this whole town would become a battlefield. She released an exhausted sigh once completing the casting. Thought winded, she refused assistance reassuring them she just need time to regain her magic.
With that done, the Devils and their allies once more trooped out of the building to prepare for Kokabiel's attack. And like before, Rias and Asumoto were left in the room, but this time Akeno was there.
"Is there something you need, Asumoto, Akeno?" Rias asked as her eyes darted between the two.
Though a bit surprised Akeno was still here, Asumoto refocused his attention to Rias. "You once asked me what it means to be a samurai." As he said that, he cast a spell with his hand and from it appeared his armor and weapons. The hit of excitement in his master's eyes was easily noticeable. Her Japanophilia was acting up.
"You thought they, that I, was a warrior who associates with war, strength, code of honor and valor. While that is true that it is part of a samurai's life style, that was in the past. What it truly means to be samurai, is to serve. The meaning of Samurai is basically translated as "those who Serve" or "to Serve and Attend". And since you're my master, I must serve you. Something I haven't done so well at."
"Ara. Ara. Asumoto-kun hasn't been a loyal samurai to his master. Ufufuf."
A brief smirk passed upon his lips at the Shinto's words.
"So… to be a samurai… it means you must serve me?" Rias asked, excitement filling every vibe in her bones at learning about the warriors of Japan.
A smile formed on Asumoto´s lips.
"Of course, it also means samurai must swear loyalty to a master in the first place," he retorted. "You can not... I don´t know... for example place a chess-piece into someone you find on the streets and claim you are his master or something."
"Okay," she responded drily to the obvious quip to herself.
"But when a samurai has sworn himself to you, then you are right." Rias remembered that he in fact, had done that a short time ago. "You are the master, I'm the servant. So, I must be loyal to you until death."
"Until death?"
"For a samurai," Akeno said deciding to join in the history lesson, as well as help Asumoto into his armor like before. "Honor and loyalty are the greatest things a samurai strives for. They obey every command their master, or lord, must give them. Even seppuku, ritual suicide."
"Oh dear." Rias was a little taken aback at how loyal a samurai was. She wanted Asumoto to be loyal but not to that extend. She would never order any of her adorable servants to kill themselves for her.
Akeno nodded while removing Asumoto's shirt, the site of his scars caused Rias to gasp. Due to her reaction, it was clearly she must have not healed his wounds via skin contact. This also lead the priestess to the conclusion that these scars were made by those who murdered his clan.
'When I find who took Asu-kun's life and family… I'll obliterate them!' she thought bitterly, while sliding his kimono on.
"Asumoto, I was told samurai follow the way of the sword. Bushido."
"Ah-the Way of the Sword… honor before death. A tradition we Japanese have followed till the end of the Second World War. Now…from the way I see it, we strive for peace. But how can true peace be achieved by both the human and supernatural world, when greed, corruption, and racism still exist?
A good question that ran through the two girl's minds. They knew of the history of both worlds. All the death and chaos that plague the years. Leaders of human countries talk of world peace, yet they preform wicked deeds behind the backs of their people. The Three Great Factions weren't any better and there hadn´t been a true peace either, merely a ceasefire, which Kokabiel broke. When this war was over, what then?
What would the aftermath be like? Who would die? Who would be blamed?
Questions that had to be worried about after they survive this attack.
The last of Asumoto's armor was set, and Rias was glad to witness it. She had asked couple times of her Queen what the Samurai where like and now she got her answer; warriors who serve. And now Asumoto would serve her in this fight.
"One last thing," Akeno said while changing into her priestess outfit via magic transformation. From within her clothes she withdrew a set of prayer beads and looked at Asumoto. The reincarnated Devil didn't need words to understand what she was going to do. He dropped to his knees and clasped his hands together in a prayer form. Akeno did the same and began to chant.
"Hachiman – God of War. Lend your strength and wisdom to us in this battle. Let your arrows fill the quiver of Asumoto and never miss their target. Guide our hands to strike those who wish to harm Japan swiftly and without mercy…"
When he entered the human world, the first thing Kokabiel noticed was that the sky was purple and that there was a large amount of magic surrounding the area. He was quick to realize he had just teleported into a barrier, one that he sensed had the power of an Ultimate-class Devil. It must have been the Nekomata that had her name cleared of her crime that cast the barrier, the red eyed Fallen thought. Truly she was a powerful being.
Obviously, this was set up to prevent the battle from escalating throughout the city, a problem Kokabiel had zero issues with, it would only make killing them easier.
Kokabiel looked down upon the human school. This European style building was remarkable in it craftsmanship. However, he was no fool. He knew this new academy wasn't constructed by humans, but rather by those greedy Devils.
After the Church abandoned this town, the Devils moved in to claim it as their own. That would soon change, once he killed Lucifer and Leviathan's siblings. Along with those pathetic Exorcists, traitorous Fallen still loyal to Azazel.
As much as he wanted to kill Baraqiel's daughter, Hazael would be furious since he was trying to convince her to join their side - which Kokabiel however felt was unnecessary. He only spoke to her once. The daughter of his fellow Cadre would not agree to fighting against her friends and especially her uncle.
Hmm… maybe threatening to kill Iwamatsu would force her to join. Before that however, he had some Devil's to kill.
Speaking of which. Where were they? He couldn't see nor feel their magic. Clearly another little trick by the Nekomata. If they could find her, they could—
Something red zoomed by him. Focusing on the blur, he noticed it was a red-tailed hawk and it perched itself upon the shoulder of the girl he was just thinking about.
Priestess attire, long black hair, violet eyes…
"Ahhhh—the daughter of Baraqiel. What an honor it is to finally meet you," said Kokabiel as a sinister smile made its way upon his face. "Where is Lucifer's sister?"
"I couldn't say. Maybe behind you… or not here at all…" the ravenette replied sardonically.
Kokabiel laughed. "You think your funny, don't you? I was hoping to capture you and bring you to your brother. But since you wish to be that way. I'll just tell him you died gallantly."
"I wouldn't be so sure of that!"
Red eyes flickered to the where the voice came from. Marching out of the school was a band of teenagers and the one leading was…
"Well, well, well. Just the woman I've been looking for, and your whole peerage too. Along with the Exorcists Michael sent. And here I was beginning to wonder if Baraqiel's daughter would be the only one here. Hehehe... but no this is perfect."
Rias scowled at the Cadre with crossed harms. "If you wish to fight the be warned Kokabiel, I will not hold back! This town is under both the Gremory and Sitri house protection! You have taken over Grigori, invaded our territory without permission, and above all, restarted the war!"
"I know! Isn't it great!?" Kokabiel roared with laughter. "I final get to spill more Devil blood! Along with Angel, human, and traitorous Fallen's!"
"You're the traitor, Kokabiel!" Another voice came.
"Oh…oh! Ohhahahahahah! Little Raynare! And the Red Dragon Emperor! Oohhhhhhhhh this is just too good to pass up!"
Raynare glared at her former superior with her lover beside her, Boosted Gear gleaming brightly.
"Why!? Why would you go this far just to have war!?"
"Why?" repeated the Cadre. "Because we, the Fallen Angels, are the superior beings. Because that fool Azazel didn't realize how many of his followers wanted to restart the war. With those Sacred Gears he gathered and human possessors he recruited, we had the strength and power to crush our enemies." For the first time since arriving, Kokabiel frowned, a very deep frown.
"Instead he chose to stay out of the war and tinker with them. Delved into researching how they work and create fake ones. Once he was the most sinister of all. Now he's become a shadow of his former self. An old fool who wants peace, so he can continue his research. Research that should have been used to assist in our war plans!" His smile returned. "Now I have rectified that plan. With the Sacred Gears, Holy Swords, and Hazael, nothing will stop the Fallen Angels! We will become the superior beings of this world and crush all who stand in our way!"
Raynare peered over at Rias. Who wore a different expression to her shocked one; disappointment. She was probably thinking how stupid he was for declaring his plans to them and that they would never be achieved.
"But I think we've talked enough. Wouldn't you agree Valper?"
At the mention of the former archbishop's name, Raynare's gaze turned to the direction Kokabiel was looking at. Marching forward was the man the Exorcist trio was searching for; Valper Galilei. Sparing a swift glance, she could see Kiba trying his hardest to restrain himself from charging Valper and cutting him down. When she looked back to the Holy Sword researcher, she noticed someone else was with him.
A man dressed in dark robes stood beside Valper, his face concealed by his hood. His outfit was a dead giveaway as to who this man was. A human able to cast magic, or to better phrase it, a magician, and a dark one at that.
The Fallen's question as to why this man was here was answered when he clasped his hands upon the ground, causing multiple magic circles to appear before him that cast an orange glow.
They were teleportation circles!
Out of these transportation spells came Exorcists and possible Sacred Gear wielders. All wearing a black feathered insignia upon their shoulder to show loyalty to Grigori, or rather to Kokabiel.
Judging by the number of portals and Grigori troops marching out of them she counted about over a hundred.
"Talk all you wish, Lord Kokabiel," the elder man replied, "it will simple delay the inevitable for them. Along with collecting the swords. Remember, if I am to recreate the true Excalibur, I need all the fragments. And those fools of the Church brought Mimic and Destruction right to us."
"The true Excalibur!?" exclaimed Irina. Now it made sense why Kokabiel stole the swords! He wanted them so Valper he could combine them together and remake the sword King Arthur wielded centuries ago. Oh, this was bad. Maybe she should have listened to Saint Rika's words and send their Holy Swords back to the Church to keep protected.
"Ah! Is that all you brought!?" the cocky voice of Issei asked.
"Oh, my dear Red Dragon Emperor, this is just a part of my—..." He stopped as soon as a handful, thirty to forty, Fallen Angel's appeared around him. Leading them was Zion, encased in battle armor worn by those of Vikings and his black haired tied in a ponytail. "... —task force. And as you can see, they're right on time."
Raynare glared at her boyfriend who paled at the sight of so many enemies. This wasn't good. They were outnumbered and outpowered. She really hoped the Devil's knew what they were doing was correct.
Rias was a bit surprised that Kokabiel brought an army with him. She had suspected he'd come alone due to how arrogant he was. Did he know of their plan?
If so, it didn't stop her from saying: "I see you've brought some friends. I was under the impression that you'd do your dirty work yourself."
Kokabiel laughed. "Oh but I will, if you can survive so long." He threw his hand forward. "Go! Crush them!"
At that order the Fallen swooped down toward the Devils, while the Exorcist charged, brandishing light swords and holy guns. Their battle cries filling the air.
After weeks of preparation, the Battle for Kuoh had begun!