Hello dear readers, it's time once more for another chapter of DAaaG.
Now, re-reading my story, I actually noticed one tiny detail... The last time I upgraded Vincent's stat I was using outdated stats for him, meaning I weakened him before powering him up... Oops.
By the time I've posting this I'll have gone back and fixed that error.
Anyway, in this chapter I will finally get around to explaining the Relics, and introducing two new characters to add to Vincent's Harem... Yeah, a fair bit on Vince's Harem will be OC because I don't want to take too many people from Issei...
Oh, and speaking of the Harem... I just want to say this to everyone (still reading mind you) who is a little upset about practically insta-adding Yasaka to the Vincent Harem.
I will not be going out of my way just to give Vincent the p*ssies of DxD's more powerful women, so don't expect Ophis, Tiamat, or Amaterasu to join the harem guys... And don't expect Vincent to be breaking relationships either.
And speaking of the Harem's I've been getting a few Comments and PM's asking why Vincent was practically rejecting Kuroka and Yasaka when they were stuck in bed... And my answer is simple... In fact the first person I answered understood where I was coming from so I'm gonna copy paste my answer to him here real quick
READ THIS EXPLANATION FOLKS! I DON'T WANT TO KEEP MESSAGING THIS OUT!
First off, both women are coming onto him at DxD speed levels and ANY sane person not driven by their hormones or using their dick to think would backpedal. He may be an American, but he was raised right by his mother until she vanished.
Second, he went to sleep fully clothed and woke up nude, again on sanity and not letting hormones do the driving. Backpedal.
Third, up until she heard about Vincent killing vampire, Kuroka's interest in Vincent was non sexual. And in a single night that completely reversed... Sanity and Hormones once more.
My point being, Vincent does like them, but its like that drunken girl coming onto you at the bar while you're sober. Coming on way too fast and strong to be comfortable with.
Do you get it now people? If not then you seriously need to rethink how your parent's raised you because obviously something went wrong when you were a kid.
Now then, enjoy.
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It's been a couple of days since Kuroka left to go contact Vali and Azazel, thankfully I had written a letter for Azazel so I didn't have to worry about a miscommunicated message... Seriously that was the shit I really want to avoid.
Still, it's been a quiet three days since Kuroka left, sure Koneko stopped by once looking for her sister only to have a disappointed look on her face when she learned she was out for a few days... On the plus side I instantly cheered her up with some chocolates I had gotten a while back from my Sanctuary's market.
At the moment... I was playing blackjack with a Shade, A Zombie, A Living Doll, and Koneko (Who had begun to visit fairly often actually)
However while I was summoning my strongest Shade I noticed something on it's status screen.
[Shade Lvl 20]
[Evolution Ready- Proceed to Spirit Sanctum]
That's something to add to my to-do list next time I go to my Sanctuary.
"Hiiiiit mmmmeeee." My Zombie moaned... Imagine my surprise when I learned those things could talk... Yeah...
I reached out to toss it a card when there was a knock at my door, and in an instant everyone had taken their places.
My Shade dived into the shadows, Sniper Doll (As I started calling said living Doll) Took cover behind a door to an empty closet, and the Zombie joined it.
Koneko hid the card's they were playing with as she dashed over to the couch and picked up one of the books on the coffee table, which were mostly old classical literature.
I opened up the door to see... Someone I had no idea who the fuck it was.
It was a woman around Koneko's age from what I could tell, only she was a bit taller than the Neko, she was wearing a wide brimmed black hat and a deep red trench coat, she had on a pair of red gloves and a pair of red high heels, she also had on a pair of skin tight black pants that appeared fairly think as her skin wasn't showing... Though that coat didn't suppress he C cup's very well as those things were wiggling around.
From what I could tell from her face was that she had very pale skin, bright red eyes, and pale blonde hair.
I immediately observed her.
[Misha Hearte Lvl 15]
[Vampiress]
'A Vampiress?' I thought instantly shifting onto my guard.
"A-Are you Vincent Lane?" The young Vampiress asked nervously.
"Yes... What's it to you bloodsucker?" I asked sternly, fully expecting her to attack me.
Her neutral mouth turned into a smile as her eyes brightened for a mere moment before she squealed and jumped onto me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" She recited, causing even Koneko to look at us in confusion.
"Um..." I asked hummed completely confused myself, "You're welcome? For what exactly?"
The Vampiress pulled me into a tighter hug, "For giving me and so many others the chance to escape from Camilla!" Misha cheered.
"Pardon?" Koneko asked standing up, "Explain please."
Misha finally let go of me and was bouncing on her feet, "Camilla was really racking up her army to fight the Tepes clan, so she sent out agents to find any Vampiress that used to have family with relations to her clan, or even just really strong vampiresses with no connection to her clan." Misha said, "She really messed up sending out a massive group of fledglings to attack Vincent so when a lot of us started getting killed those who didn't want to work for Camilla slipped to the outer edges of the group and played dead. It's really easy when you don't have a pulse or need to breathe."
"Wait wait wait wait." I said shaking my hands, "Are you telling me I actually helped a crap ton of lady vampires to desert Camilla?"
"Yep." Misha said smiling brightly and nodding her head.
"And you came hunting me down because..." I added, wanting her answer.
"Because... Because..." She muttered turning red for a moment before taking a deep breath, "I want to pledge my eternal debt to you Mister Lane. I'll do whatever you need me to do! Whatever you need, I'll help you. I owe you so much more than you could possibly imagine and I feel I'll never be able to properly thank you."
Okay... Super fan here.
"Umm... Okay, I guess." I muttered, "Listen miss..."
"Oh dear blood I never gave you my name!" Misha cried out in a slight panic, "I'm Misha Hearte, Vampire Fledgling at your eternal service."
"Thank you." I said, "Listen Miss Hearte, I don't want you to feel like you're gonna need to serve me forever or something like that. Heck I wasn't even aware some vampires took that chance to flee Camilla, so please don't pledge your servitude to me."
"Nope." Misha said still smiling.
"Huh?" Koneko and I asked confused.
"Nothing you say is going to change my mind." Misha said, "I came here fully planning on doing whatever you need me to do."
"Nothing I say huh?" I deapanned.
"Nope." Misha said, "So, need anything milord? Do you... want me to clean the room? Organize your stuff? Hunt something? Go shopping? Blow you?"
"Wha-!?" I choked as she said that last one.
"You want me to suck your dick?" Misha asked, "Sucking is something that nothing can surpass a vampire in."
"Perverted bloodsucker." Koneko muttered.
"Listen I don't need anything at the moment." I said waving my hands, "Do you have some place to stay at the moment?"
"Yep." Misha said, "Camilla really paid us a fairly large amount for being conscripted into her little army."
"Okay..." I sighed, "Why don't you go with Koneko and let Rias Gremory know about your presence here, that way you don't accidentally cause problems with the local faction government."
"Yes sir!" Misha shouted saluting me with a smile on her face and grabbing Koneko, "Come, let's go talk to Rias!"
With that, Misha dragged Koneko out of the room before she could kick up her Devil Strength. At that time my Spirits slipped out of their hiding places.
"What the fuck just happened?" I asked my Shade, only to get a shrug from it.
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It was an hour since Misha dragged Koneko off and it was fairly quiet, and I rather liked the silence... Well until someone began knocking on my door fairly rapidly.
"Oh jeez, please be Azazel." I muttered, that book and glove is really getting under my skin with the mystery behind them... Along with that Relic thing.
Walking over to the door I breathed a sigh of relief, it was indeed Azazel, black hair with gold bangs really helps you identify a Person.
"You Vincent Lane?" Azazel asked, "I'm Azazel, Kuroka sent me a letter saying you had a book written in Enochian?"
"Yeah, I'm Vincent." I said shaking the Governor of the Fallen Angel's hand, "And please, maybe you could help me figure a couple things out. Please come on in."
Azazel walked inside and sat at the coffee table as I pulled the book out from under the couch and set it on the table and pushed it over to Azazel, who's eye's gleamed and he cracked it open before he broke into a grin.
"Kid, where did you get this?" Azazel asked grinning.
"A Pawn shop, why?" I asked.
Azazel burst out laughing, "Kid, this text was written by a lesser angel who chose to watch over humanity, more specifically he wrote this book as a field guide for Angels about human attempts to replicate Sacred Gear." Azazel said.
"Wait WHAT!?" I shouted, "You mean to tell me humans, in all our cannon fodder glory to the supernatural, have tried to replicate Sacred Gears?"
"With varying results." Azazel said leaning back, "These were called Relic's and they weren't nearly as powerful as Sacred Gears."
"How so?" I asked calming down a little bit... Though I'm still shocked humans tried to replicate Sacred Gears... And Azazel is doing the same and as far as I can recall only really succeeded with his Downfall Dragon Spear.
"Well for starters it was mostly half humans that created them, pouring their own power into the Relics." Azazel said as he turned the page to the one with the glove in it, before he smiled and pick it up, "This one is part of a Relic called Void's Grasp Gauntlet, I don't really know its history, but I do remember seeing once before, and the guy who wore it could grab anything with the gauntlet and not feel pain."
"Say what?" I asked, "I thought you said anything and not feel pain."
"Yep." Azazel said handing me the glove, "The guy couldn't use it to control a Holy Sword, but he held a red hot blade with the gauntlet and the thing wasn't even scuffed... Heck I bet a Devil could hold a Light Spear with this thing on... If it were complete."
"So this really is only a part of the Gauntlet." I muttered.
"Yep." Azazel said, "These Relics are compatible with everyone... But when that user dies the things tend to explode, scattering their parts everywhere, so these things really don't appear too often."
"Interesting." I mused looking at the glove, "Hey Azazel... If I give you this book do you think you can give me a translated copy?"
"Of course!" Azazel shouted, "This alone could speed up my Sacred Gear research like you wouldn't believe, putting a few translations to paper would be a breeze."
He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and a pen and wrote on it before sliding it over to me, "This is my contact information, if you ever actually complete one of these Relics please let me know." Azazel said.
"No problem." I said taking the Contact information before an idea came to my head, "By the way... Do you have any issues with ah... Rouge Fallen Angels in your organization?"
Azazel sighed, "You wouldn't believe it..." He groaned, "There aren't many, but there are a few Fallen out there that blatantly attack Humans and Devils for no reason and it drives me insane having to deal with all the apologies to the Devils to keep the ceasefire up. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I seem to be a magnet to the Supernatural." I said, "Case in point, I've already killed two strays and apparently helped a few unwilling soldiers of Camilla defect from her army. My point is that I've already found myself with a list of bounties on Stray Devils, and with a little... Ability of mine I can help you deal with the Rouge Fallen."
Azazel hummed in thought, "That would save me a lot of trouble... Sure, why not, I'll make sure you're properly paid for your help too." Azazel said, "I'll send someone over with a list... Someone not too weak or powerful to avoid causing issues with Gremory and Sitri."
"And Yasaka." I muttered.
"Say what?" Azazel said snapping his head to me.
"I saved her daughter from a Stray and now she's looking to make me her mate." I deadpanned.
Azazel stared at me for an uncomfortable amount of time before he spoke up.
"You lucky son of bitch." He muttered.
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Azazel and I left the house at the same time, I had a destination in mind.
Jack's Pawn shop, because this is something he needs to hear.
I had to slow down a bit so I didn't crash into his door, which was a pull, and once I was at his door I quickly opened it.
"Yo Jack I- Oh, sorry, didn't know you had a customer." I said, a little sheepishly because I only noticed the person Jack was talking to after I nearly shouted at the top of my lungs.
The person Jack was talking to was a young woman about my age, she was sitting on the counter casually actually, the smile on her face was one that showed contentment, and slight annoyance at my presence.'
She was wearing a bright red hoodie with no zipper so it had a single pocket in the front, she also wore blue jeans with torn knee's and a pair of brown strapped leather sandals on her feet.
She actually had slightly tanned skin with golden eyes, and her midnight black hair was coming out from her hood and reaching just under her DD sized chest.
"Hey Vincent." Jack said, "Nice to see you again, I'd like you to meet my niece since your both here."
"Hey." I said holding my hand out to the apparently half Werewolf girl, "I'm Vincent Lane, a rather recent customer to your Uncle."
The woman looked at me for a moment before smiling, "Rouge Chaperon." She said, "Nice to meet you Vincent."
"Rouge Chaperon..." I Hummed, "Isn't Chaperon Rouge how you say Red Hood in french?" I asked.
That got a laugh from Jack, actually, he was laughing pretty hard as the guy was holding his gut and doubling over.
Rouge rolled her eyes, "Yeah, Papa was from France and he got to name me, Maman's way of saying sorry for breaking his hip when I was conceived." Rouge said, "Papa decided to name me Rouge because according to him I was born a pretty bright red... Plus Maman was red and so was he when I was born... Maman from stress and Papa from the punches."
"Ouch." I muttered, "Your dad must really be pain tolerant."
"You have no idea." Rouge said smiling, "Anyway I was raised in America because Papa moved there from France when he met Maman, so I know how to speak french from Papa, but I'm stuck with the American Accent."
"That explains it." I said nodding my hand.
Finally Jack recovered from his laughing fit, "So Vince, what brings you barreling into my shop?" He asked after taking a breath.
"Oh, right." I said refocusing on why I came here, "Jack, that book you sold me was definitely Enochian, I managed to get in Contact with Azazel and do you know what he told me?"
"Aside from something perverted?" Jack asked, getting a confused look from me, "What? It's a well known fact he fell cause he kept staring at Gabriel's tits."
"Okay..." I muttered shaking my head, "Anyway, apparently that book was an Angelic Field guide to things called Relics."
"SAY WHAT!?" Jack shouted, causing Rouge to jump off the counter in surprise.
"Uncle!" Rouge shouted standing up, "What's the shouting for!?"
"Sorry." Jack sighed, "I'm just surprised that book held information about Relic's of all things."
"So?" Rouge asked, "It's a book about old dusty artifacts, what gives?"
"Old dusty artifacts!?" Jack shouted, "Rouge listen here these Relic's are a human's attempt to create Sacred Gears... Now they weren't as powerful as some Sacred Gears, but a lot of them are still pretty damn powerful. You know about the Legendary Beast of Gevaudan?"
"Y-Yeah." Rouge said shuddering, "It's a common tale among Werewolves."
"Well what you'd never find unless you did some real digging into Werewolf history is that the Beast of Gevaudan was actually a man who was half Werewolf, he hated humanity but couldn't get back at them because he was one of the few half-wolfs that couldn't take the form of the Werewolf." Jack said.
"Wait... that can happen?" I asked.
"Yep." Rouge said, "It's rarity is similar to a Human being born with a Longinus Sacred Gear... Thankfully I have my beast form."
"Are you are a cute little wolf." Jack said.
"Uncllllllle." Rouge groaned.
"Anyway, the half Wolf began studying magic, and soon created a pendant, calling it the Medallion of the Wolf." Jack continued, "Using that Medallion he became a massive feral looking wolf, and with his hatred to humans even acted feral among them, that average study of two hundred ten attack's was a bit of an understatement. That shot by Jean Chastel only finished it off after several Werewolf from the local area beat him mercilessly."
"So... The Beast of Gevaudan was actaully a man using a Relic he created." Rouge asked.
"Yep." Jack said, "A few Werewolfs managed to piece it back together once and learned that anyone who wore it would take the form of the Beast of Gevaudan... But thankfully not the mindset... The user died of old age and the Medallion was scattered into bits again, but it hasn't been seen since."
"Whoa..." I muttered, "These Relics are powerful."
"You're telling me." Rouge said breathless.
"Tell you what... Gimme your number and I'll contact you if I find out anything that might have to do with a piece of a Relic." Jack said, "Good thing about being a Werewolf is that we got really good hearing."
"Can I get your number too?" Rouge asked, "I really want to learn more about these Relics... Plus I kinda want to go treasure hunting for them sometime if we can."
"Sure." I said taking a notecard from Jack and a pen and wrote my number down, "The more allies I have the better."
"Smart thinking kid." Jack said, "You gonna do some shopping now?"
I nodded, "Last time I was here my attention was caught by a book, I want to have some kind of honest to god decoration in my house." I said.
"Well, I'll see you later then." Rouge said stretching, "Maman want's me home for lunch soon." And with that she made her way to the door."
"Later Pup!" Jack called out.
"Hope to see you again Red Riding Hood!" I called out.
"ACK!" Rouge choked.
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Hoo boy that was a work out for my fingers...
Yes, the Relics... Powerful, but a little on the... Explosive side.
Anyway that's it for this chapter, I'll see you in the next... Plus I have a request that honestly I'm still debating on asking.