Greetings my friends! So, it's time to introduce something I've been planning for a small bit, though I think it might appear to be a little blunt, but when it's working with a blunt person, I guess it can make sense... if you've been reading one of my other stories, then you should already know what's about to come, but heh, who's going to do that? Anyway, let's go!

Super hero time!

Shuujin: Time for training's over, so get, get out there!

Issei: You've got to meet up with the people back at home and prepare for a fight!

Shuujin: The beauty of a joker: Nobody really takes them serious until it's too late!

Issei: And I'm not going to let anything stop me, even a great symbol!

S + I: break the chains! Phone up the future!

The ten days that had past had been rather routine, training interspersed with the odd friendly event. Naturally, Rider dominated the water pistol fight that had suddenly started up and Kunou, being an abundant ball of energy that she was, had no issue with the race, only losing out to the far increased speed of Kiba, much to the technomancer's joy.

They had all grown in combat, even the teachers as times shortened, amount of attacks they could take were increased and battle awareness was sharpened. After having so many bullets and lasers sent his way, Kiba had gotten used to either tanking them all with a grin or jumping around like a crazed rat on fire, an automated gun or five giving him more than enough challenge and whenever the boy got too fast, well that was just another chance to improve her systems!

Akeno had the joy of a similar treatment, though as soon as Onihime learnt of the fact that the queen would receive boosts for many different aspects, her plans had been cemented in a second. Whether it had been a bastardised version of clay shooting, a tolerance test of everything the gothic gambler had at hand or seeing just how many piles of concrete (from where she got such a bountiful supply of the material, we do not question) in rapid succession she could break through without exhaustion or injury, everything was thrown at her until she was on the ground writhing in pain or potential pleasure, she wasn't exactly sure.

Koneko, still refusing to access her spiritual half, had been given all of the strength training Ophis could be bothered to muster, having the girl run with her on her back for instance. While it may seem rather menial, when the black haired girl had the ability to change her weight exponentially on the fly, it was rather more effective. This added to the repeated reps that lasted far too long even for the Rook, was enough that a single punch had been able to tear through a fair chunk of trees without even an issue.

And then there was Rias. Kunou had finally urged the king to start moving after the first few burns, each one somehow gaining in strength, though that might just be her pain addled brain talking at that point. She had become skilled enough to lead her opponent, the power of destruction's firing speeds drastically increased so that she could shoot out multiple blasts in quicker succession without the strain such a tactic would have before.

While it wasn't the perfect group, it was more than enough as they all convened, Asia gently messing with the stray strands of her hair as she stood next to Issei inside the mansion, breakfast soon finished.

"And what did you teach my lovely little bishop?" Rias enquired, Issei simply giving the ex-nun a small look before a translucent bubble blinked to life, covering first her before the rapid expansion encompassed the entire table in a marine glow, a small smile tickling the blonde's face.

"I had her working on something that would fit her best, especially with her sacred gear." The boy answered with a grin firmly plastered upon his face. "See, she clearly isn't made for offence with such an unspecialised boost as magic, which would naturally go towards a more passive route thanks to personality and prior skills. Therefore, it would be best to improve those passive skills and have her work on defences and buffing your teammates. I also managed to get her to learn some sort of strengthening spell, but I don't know if it's a proper way; I'm not exactly well versed in magic."

At his words, a sudden red aura overtook the peerage, a new revitalised strength that they had never felt before quickly entering every muscle within their bodies. Kunou let out a small giggle at Kiba's small gasp, the now shattered glass in his hand easily replaced after the surprise had died down slightly.

"Well, we'll certainly have a much better chance of succeeding than before." The knight awkwardly remarked, a new wave of laughter sent out across the people. "I don't think I've felt this confident in a small while."

"We must thank you Issei." Rias said with a small bow of her head. "I must admit, we weren't likely to win before, but I think there's a chance for us to succeed. I'm sure the payment will be quick to go through to Yasaka, but please if there's anything we could give to you now?"

"Well, bring back a victory for Kuoh." Was the brunette's casual response, biting into his apple. "I heard that this guy is meant to be invincible?"

"Yes, that is true. Riser Phenex's family is able to regenerate their bodies near instantaneously. I'm sure we can whittle down his resistance though, so we should be able to win even with that." Rias responded, Issei quickly throwing his hand around Asia.

"If anything does happen though, just make sure to get this lovely girl close. I managed to get her something that might be able to give you a little edge." Issei declared, urging her forward towards the other with a hesitant step, eyebrows rising as soon as she bent down in a deep bow.

"I'm sorry… I will try my best not to be a failure in future…" she spat out, a small second sent to surprise before Akeno was in front of her, a finger to her chin.

"Come now, you're one of us as well. You're not at all a failure." The black haired queen whispered gently, wiping away the traces of water that teased the edges of her eyes. "That barrier you made was brilliant and I haven't felt as strong as when you cast that spell and I'm sure the others are just the same, right?"

"So it appears that you've done something more than what you were requested. I can't thank you enough." The king piece remarked, Issei waving off the concern.

"You have places to be right?" the student commented back with a small bow. "Unfortunately, we won't be able to watch as we'll need to go back to Kyoto to report, so you should send a letter as soon as you win!"

"Of course. It was a pleasure to see you again, even if you aren't in Kuoh anymore." A red circle appeared upon the floor, filled with the complex symbols and runic writings that spoke of the Gremory family, the peerage giving one last wave before disappearing into the hellish lights, Issei turning to the remaining girls.

"We should probably get back then."

"Right!"

Hibiki just couldn't draw his eyes away from the watered window, the outside storm raging like a monster. It was taking all of the restraint the elderly man had in his wrinkled body to stop himself from running out into the rain, dancing about in the clouds like the Raiju he was, but there was work to do and research to be filed, as much of a pain in the butt it was.

They had managed to get a bit more information on the Tower of Ai, which had gained the attention of a few groups, but not too much. Generation had already lost a squad in its entirety save for one of ten, who ultimately ended up plonked right outside the Kyoto yokai central's door.

"That girl has the chance to be one of the worst things we've come across and the best blessing I've seen in my goddamn life." Hibiki gruffly muttered to himself, shuffling to his small kitchen area he had set up for himself. There was nothing stopping him from going down to the kitchens, but they had huge bloody windows and he would be too far away from his work to care. "I'd never thought I would let a remnant of Generation walk through here, but if Yasaka says it's okay, who am I to judge?"

He had been following Yasaka since her first days watching over her, back when she was but a child. He had been a spry dog back then, even if the grey was still teasing at his hair, eager to jump into battle and settle things with his fists as was expected of a bodyguard; take one wrong step and their arses are fried and tossed out into the mud! He had been impulsive back then – still was really, but it had been tamed by experience and the few friends he had managed to muster through his work.

Leon had been far later than Hibiki's employment, coming in as a doe eyed green boy. While he was skilled at what he was able to do, the Tengu was more often than not lost in the splendour that was the Eastern Yokai leader's home.

But then, he also had the death of a close friend at hand, lost in front of his very eyes due to the same organisation that had taken away his own family. The Raiju would never question why Generation worked as it did and does, for in his own words,

"Every second spent trying to understand the follies of mad men is a second spent plunging yourself deeper into madness!"

"But there's no denying that they're wanting to unlock ancient powers to arm themselves for something… it's just a question of what they're trying to protect themselves against." The old man remarked as he wiped off his yellow Chinese shirt, loose enough that it didn't bock his movements while still enclosed enough to not be flapping about like a demented chicken. The tower of Ai was said to hold infinite power to even change the world in someone's image should they be able to enter the doors.

It was why it was astonishing when a team managed to someone force their way in. generation hadn't ever been lax with their teams, but to send a scientist squadron in with minimal help, including a young mind; it was absolutely unthinkable to the Raiju. It was clear from the brutalised body of his children that they had people more suited for combat that should've been sent in, but they instead sent in all scientists that had never met battle before that!

"All we've managed to establish are stupid names!" Hibiki roared as he gave a sharp kick to the table in front of him, the papers falling around as the elderly man tore a large chunk out of the sandwich in front of him. "Something about waves, fire banquet, rondos! What does that even mean!?"

But now wasn't the time to debate that. They had some information, so it was time to give it to the proper channels so they could have their brain muddled by such madness; his job was done – they had it in the first place to work with. Maybe he would go out and see what it was like. Maybe the storm was still thunderous!

When was the last time he had been able to mess about in the lightning other than far too long ago? It was an integral part of him literally: the ability to become pure lightning wasn't just a freak mistake. He had originally used it to mess with people's electronics, a fun little pastime when he didn't have anything to do and people weren't paying attention. Nothing motivates people, after all, like a lightning bolt to their arse!

The walk was small, his eyes flashing to the approaching group of girls with their leader, Issei in tow. Honestly, the gambler seemed to the oldest and even she didn't look as if she was out of their teens; what was with the push to put completely inappropriate people in places of importance? Yasaka had been giving them random work to deal with when they should've been enjoying themselves like the kids they still were!

"I guess they're doing alright though, seeing as they haven't been kicked out. I'll just have to hold my judgement on them."

The group were happily travelling back home when a sudden turbulence took them by surprise, Rider near sobbing as she ran around the console; it had been working perfectly until now, and the last time an issue happened, they had been forced to battle some sort of Taoist god figure!

"Brace yourselves! If it's anything like last time, we'll have to do something major!" Issei yelled, making sure he was firmly in one of the seats upon the higher level when the inevitable crash came, leaping over the railings and sliding down the slanted wood until he was in front of the screen, his untrained fingers flashing across the keys until the camera came up (after the toaster had randomly come out of the automated draw and Rider gave a small yelp when her music playlist started to play.)

"So, it is this boy again?" Onihime sighed, placing down the cup in its spilt contents, brushing off her dress as a sword six appeared in her hands. "I wonder what he wishes for this time."

"But why did he have to bring this place down!? It's gonna be dented if he keeps doing this!" Rider exclaimed, the tearing girl dragged by her collar by Kunou as they walked out to the waiting party.

"I apologise for bringing you here once more, but tests must be done and you're one of the few I could call upon. I felt your transcendence." LiuWei announced, the vambrace once more appearing upon his arm. There was a certain exhaustion to his face, but it did little to draw from the aura of intimidation he held.

"Our transcendence?" Issei parroted, the blue haired boy nodding solemnly.

"Yes. You, who are able to easily break through dimensional barriers. Someone of your group's strength must hold power and that power proves to be a suitable test for my own." Liu Wei announced, a crimson crystal in hand. "Mind Meld – Sacrifice your soul!"

SaCrIfIcE yOuR sOuL!

SoUtH! sUzAkU!

With a hand held out, the boy melded with his silhouette in the mirror, the black image on the other side quickly growing into a blaze as a great bird burst forth with a primal cry, just as the phone in Issei's pocket began to ring.

"Hello?"

"It is me. I felt the eruption of a great power; are you alright?" the woman in blue asked down the line, the boy turning to where Ophis was releasing some sort of energy towards the great beast, sending it flying away with a pained squawk.

"We've got a mad man trying to kill us, so I'm not too sure!" Issei answered, rolling away from the giant vermillion bird flew past his location leaving the earth scorched as Rider shot forth, some sort of revolve in hand that spat out a blizzard in retaliation.

"I see, just as I feared… I will send all of the help I can, simply look to your phone for the answer!" she declared, a small glow overtaking the mobile before Issei gave a small hum of confusion, looking to the button 4, where the previously blank number had been filled with blue and black, his finger naturally moving to the centre button and back again.

CALL!

FOUR – PRISON SPECIAL!

"Well that's only slightly alarming." Issei deadpanned, but watching as the great vermillion bird that terrorised the girls sending forth a storm of fire that rained down on them, he had no choice.

CROSS CALL TO ARMS! BREAK THE CHAINS!

A bullet whizzed past Issei's head, somehow managing to punch through the bird's face without issue, all turning to the origin of such a shot.

"Looks like you've gotten yourself into some trouble, haven't you?" a black haired boy remarked, dressed in a simple white T shirt and dark jeans, looking no more than average if it hadn't have been for the pistol lazily resting in his hand, able to hurt that which only Ophis seemed to display the ability to do.

His companion however, was much more fanciful looking, a dark navy maid's dress glowing with power, pale skin making the yellow eyes that peered forth all the more intimidating along with the bleach blonde hair.

"It seems that this was the boy we were told about, able to call upon the power of the four Taoist symbols." The short girl stated to the boy, her eyes never leaving the beats hovering in the sky. "the form he currently holds is that of Suzaku of the southern sky, a vermillion bird able to control fire.

"How do you know of me?" Liu Wei questioned, his tone mixed with a feminine addition. "I have shown my powers to nought in the public save for these. How have you learnt of me?"

"We have our ways." The black haired boy answered, spinning the pistol as he held the free hand to his face. A small burst of azure fire having a domino mask appearing upon his face, slowly falling down his body to morph his very clothes. The T shirt was replaced with a polo shirt alongside a grey waist coat, a black trench coat falling down his shoulders like a hellish cape with black boots. "Tell me, your name is Issei, right?"

"Yeah, how do you know it?" Issei replied, an eye glancing to the phone still within his grasp. "did the lady in blue tell you?"

"Well, it's a long story and we have more pressing matters to attend to right now." The girl interrupted, her clipboard pointed towards Liu Wei. "Allow me to introduce us. My name is Lavenza and this man here is Shuujin Akira. Tell me, are you willing to accept our assistance in your battle?"

"Come. It will allow me a greater foe to battle against and learn from." Liu Wei called, ready to fly forward until another winged figure dressed in red, fiery eyes burning into his own from under a top hat, black wings beating and chains connecting to a smirking Shuujin, grabbed the claws within his own hands.

"Well, he seems happy with it. What about you?"

Let's put that on hold - we've got to hold the heist! Yeah, there's a thief lurking about with their warden, so things are going to get a little bit crazy. there shouldn't be too many issues that come about by such a move, considering that it's another world and I have some pretty nice things whipped up for this, so please wait for it!