Chapter 1: Those that hide
Flames surrounded her, black & crimson, burning everything they touched yet oddly enough it did not burn her flesh. In fact it could be said that all it did was bring comfort to her like a soft blanket. Eventually the sea of flames died leaving only a few to cover her important bits. What she saw around her was a deserted landscape covered in ash full of weapons that were broken beyond repair yet they stood proudly and she knew without a doubt that they could continue to fight, to shed blood, and bring victory to their users. There was one particular sword that stood out amongst the others, a rusted looking claymore that was in a far better condition compare to the others. She felt some sort of resonance coming from it. Walking towards it she was just about to grasp it until…
"Ow!"
A volley ball seemingly appeared out of nowhere and hit her in the head, waking her up.
"Where did this come from?"
"Sorry about that!" A girl wearing a gym uniform came over to her.
"It's all right." She said while handing the ball to her. "Just be careful next time."
"Thanks, and I will." She bowed before leaving.
"That dream again."
She got off the ground stretching herself.
Unlike the others who wore the school uniform she wore baggy jeans, a red hoodie that opened revealing a short sleeved white t-shirt that was tight enough to seemingly emphasized how large her breasts are while short enough to expose her midriff. She had quite a curvaceous body that could match the likes of the 2 Great Ladies of Kuoh Academy themselves. She had long flowing white hair that reached pass her knees, had a beautiful mature face yet also somehow held a child-like cuteness to it, and had bright golden eyes. Though what would catch people's attention was her unnaturally pure white skin that made her resemble a bit like an albino.
""Yo Seras!""
She felt a bit of dread knowing who called out to her.
Matsuda a bald-headed guy who used to be a champion sports man but now was a part of the Photo club. He's really open about his ambition of wanting to take photos of every part of the girls' bodies through the camera thus earning the nicknames "Perverted Baldy" and the "Sexual Harassing Paparazzi."
Motohama a guy with glasses has a "special" (read perverted) ability called the Scouter that lets him get the numerical values of the girls' measurements through his glasses hence being called "Perverted Glasses" and the "Three-size Scouter."
Unfortunately those 2 were perhaps the only friends she has.
Despite her looks just about everyone stays away from her due to her apparently having an aura of 'despair and emptiness' that greatly unsettles people. For some reason the perverted duo were seemingly immune to her aura. At first they kept perving on her which after a while suddenly became a sort of odd friendship. Though that didn't make them any less annoying.
"What do you guys want?" She asked coldly.
"Hey now no reason to be so cold." Matsuda said.
"Yeah we just wanted to ask if you wanted to join us on peeking on the kendo club members."
She stared at them blankly. "Why in hell would I do that?"
"Because you're into girls like us guys."
For some reason it was no secret that she liked those of the same sex though how everyone came upon that info she will never know.
"Yeah but I'm not a pervert unlike almost everyone else."
It was true, as far as she could tell, just about everyone from this school was perverted to a certain extent. Hell she wouldn't even be surprised if the school mascot was a pervert at heart.
"Oh come on we need a wingman!"
She sighed knowing they will not give up.
"Fine I'll come with you but don't expect me to peep with you guys."
"Good enough."
…
"C'mon move!" Motohama was trying to push Matsuda to the side so he could have his turn in the peephole that they made a long time ago.
Seras meanwhile was laying on the ground with her eyes closed. Though she was deep in her thoughts she could sense a group slowly approaching.
"Guys."
"Hey they're not there." Matsuda couldn't see anyone in the lockeroom.
"Guys."
"That's impossible! We timed it right, so they should be there."
"Guys."
"Not now Seras, can't you see we're in the middle of a crisis."
She can already sense the group was here and man was their killing intent high.
Well, she might as well give them one last warning.
"You know maybe you should look behind you; who knows it might give you the answers."
The 2 turn to give Seras curious looks only to freeze and look in horror as they see the kendo club holding their kendo sticks in a menacing way.
""Uh…mercy?""
"Die you perverts!"
She could year the (wo)manly screams of pain from the unfortunate duo as well as bones being broken and the sound of flesh being hit by blunt objects.
She felt 2 presences watching her. Opening her eyes she looked at the captain and co-captain of the kendo club Murayama and Katase. Like the perverted duo they didn't appear to be unsettled by her aura and as such have actually talked to her on few occasions. However not enough for her to call them friends.
"Hey Seras? We've been meaning to ask you something. Just why do you hang out with those two?"
Seras stared at them for a moment before answering.
"I don't hang out with them, they hang out with me…. Besides I kinda grew fond of them like how someone grows fond of stray dogs or cats."
The two looked at her oddly.
"Also they give out good entertainment."
She gestured to the perverted duo who were still getting beat up by the rest of the kendo club.
"I guess that's true." Murayama giggled.
The three were content to watch the show. Seras suddenly felt someone's eyes on her.
Looking at the direction of where she felt the gaze she looked up to see a third year girl eying her from the old school building; she has long beautiful crimson hair, white skin, and a buxom figure. This was none other than Rias Gremory one of Kuoh's Two Great Ladies. Though her hair and/or body would be something that would most distinguish her in the eyes of others however for Seras it was her blue-green eyes that distinguished her.
'Those eyes…'
The two continued to stare at each until for some reason Rias seemingly flinched as if she found something unpleasant. Her gaze changed to something akin to pity and sympathy, something that caused Seras to widen her eyes, before turning away and leaving her sight.
'What was that? Why was her gaze different from the others?'
"Hey are you all right?" Katase asked in a concerned voice.
"Yeah I'm fine, just wondering about something."
"Akeno, who was that?"
"You mean Seras Alighieri?"
"Alighieri?!"
She turned to look at the person who she was asking.
It was a beautiful young woman with a voluptuous figure around the same age as Rias with very long black hair tied in long ponytail and violet eyes. This was Akeno Himejima the second of Kuoh's Great Ladies.
"If you think she's a part of that family we don't actually have any evidence to prove or disprove that."
"What do you mean?"
"From some of the records we have of her, she's been an orphan her entire life as far as they say and has never been adopted."
Rias' eyes widened at this and she felt more sympathy for her.
"Why do you ask? Is it because you sensed something from her?"
"Partly yes; I believe she might have a Sacred Armament… However that's not important."
Akeno looked at her friend in surprised. She knew full well that her friend/King was looking for powerful people to add to her peerage due to a certain situation she was facing. The fact that she didn't seem to care about it now was extremely surprising.
"That girl, Seras… When I looked into her eyes, I saw tremendous pain in them, even greater than yours and the others."
Akeno looked at Rias in shock, not truly comprehending that there was someone who carried an even heavier burden than her and the others.
"So what do you plan to do?"
Rias paused for a moment thinking hard on how to answer.
"I want to help her, yet I somehow just know that it will be difficult."
School has ended, though unfortunately that's when it started raining heavily. As such most decided to stay and wait out the storm, while the lucky ones had umbrellas and raincoats and were able to go back home. Seras had neither however that didn't stop her from going. She can sense the perverted stares of guys due to her t-shirt getting wet causing it to cling tighter as well as becoming see through. However she didn't care about any of that and just kept going. As she walked she came upon a peculiar sight. She saw a young girl sitting on a bench crying her tears out.
Hiding her presence she got closer to get a better look at her. She was a young teen with long black hair, a slender body with a large bust and wore a short black dress with a small, light purple jacket on top which was wet from the rain. She could sense the waves of sadness coming off from her and noticed that was seemingly holding some sort of locket.
"Are you all right?"
The girl was startled and tried to punch her only for her to block it.
"Easy there." Seras said . "Didn't mean to startle you."
She seemed quite stunned that someone was able to sneak up on her like, though she quickly shook it off and gave her a glare.
"What do you want?"
"Nothing, I just saw you sitting all alone in the rain crying." Seras didn't appear to be affected by the girl's glare or hostile attitude. "You do know you'll catch a cold if you stay out here for too long with just these clothes."
"As if you're one to talk."
She could see that Seras is in a similar state as she is, especially around the chest area. She realized that she was staring at that particular area for a while and quickly looked away while sporting a blush.
'Good God couldn't she AT LEAST zip up her hoodie!'
Looking at the girl's reaction Seras couldn't help but tease.
"What? Like what you see?"
She spluttered a lot and her face became as red as a tomato as she tried to deny it. Seras couldn't help but giggle.
"Feeling better?"
The girl looked at her oddly before she seemingly realized that she was neither crying nor feeling any sadness.
"…Um…yes actually."
"Good."
Suddenly Seras took off her hoodie.
"What-?"
She didn't finish as Seras placed the hoodie on top of her, protecting her from the rain.
"You need this more than I do."
She started walking away.
"Wait!"
She stopped and turned her head to look at the girl.
"Can I… know your name?"
"Only if you tell me yours."
"It's R…Yuuma... Amano."
She rose an eyebrow at the near slip up.
"Seras Alighieri."
3 weeks later
"You've been pretty happy lately haven't you Raynare?"
A tall and buxom woman with long, navy blue hair that obscured her right eye and brown eyes and was wearin violet, trenchcoat-like top with a wide collar (top was open at her chest, giving view to her breasts and cleavage), a matching miniskirt, black heeled shoes and was wearing a golden necklace was currently looking at Yuuma/Raynare curiously.
Raynare looked quite different then what she looked the first time she met Seras. She was taller, had a more mature appearance along with having a more developed body, and was wearing leather straps that BARELY covered her important bits and looked more suited for something in a BDSM club.
"It's nothing really." Even her voice had a more mature and seductive tone to it however it did nothing to hide the happiness she felt.
Since that very first meeting they had they started hanging out and became quick friends. Though she never told her what made her cry that day Seras knew that she was depressed and did everything to make her feel better, though that usually comes to her teasing her. She could honestly say these past few weeks were the best after that incident happened.
"Really? Well anyway let's go, apparently Dohnaseek received some new orders from the higher ups."
Raynare sighed before following her, hoping this will end soon so she can quickly go and hang out with Seras.
The 2 joined up with a large group of stray exorcists. About 4 stood out among the group:
The first being a small girl with blonde hair styled into twintails, blue eyes, wearing a Gothic Lolita attire, which consisted of a black Lolita dress with white frills, a large black bow on the front, and a green jewel embedded on the collar, white thigh-high socks, and black shoes.
The second was a middle-aged-looking man with short black hair, dark blue eyes and wore a pale violet trench coat over a white dress shirt with a matching ascot, black pants and shoes, and a black fedora.
The third was a young man with short white hair, red eyes that had a crazed tint to them, and wore the same uniforms the other exorcists. He had a sadistic smile plastered to his face that one would associate that of a crazed serial killer.
The final one was a bald old man wearing pure white priest robes. Despite his kindly disposition compared to the others there was just something off about him… something inhumane, even more so than the fallen angels that reside here.
"So now that everyone is here I have an announcement to make."
Raynare simply fidgeted a bit with impatience.
"We receive reports that a Longinus user has been found in Kuoh."
This got everyone's full attention.
"We've already identified the host and Kokabiel has deemed her a threat and has ordered us to eliminate her."
He took a poster out of his trench coat and showed it to everyone.
When Raynare got a look all she could feel was massive despair and dread.
"Our target for elimination is Seras Alighieri."
Author's Notes
Well the first chapter is out. Nothing much to say really except I'll probably put more focus on this fic than my other one.