I didn't really know what I was going to write about but this came out on top. Yes, I have done a rewrite again on this. You can sue me, you can curse on me, you can shit me out for all it's worth, I really deserve it this time.
This came from a reviewer, The anime Sage which is one of the few who was bothered to leave more than just cool or horrible.
Frankly, I didn't really know about this rewrite again but all shit considered, this small word was written in February. It can a long time before I'll really post this. That aside, I have told you guys that I wouldn't be doing a lot of work. School really caught up with me and while I had a weekend off, I invested that in gaming, I had a lot of damage to take up. I really begin to wonder why the fuck I invested fifteen hundred euros in a gaming laptop if I am not allowed to game on it or when I do, I get dirty looks of people who should mind their own fucking business.
That aside, yes, this is a rewrite again. All I have to say.
If you believe in science, do you swear off God? Because if you believe in science, super natural creatures don't exist. Devils, Angels, Dragons. They don't exist if you believe in science. Science is hard proof. Without proof, what is truth?
Even so, proof is just something that some see as true. But what is the truth? A question that baffled the greatest minds in human history and something people are still looking for today. For some, there are truths who are easier to believe.
Even so, humanity had no real reason to believe or even look after the myths who were told from ages ago. They had bigger fish to fry. Namely the biggest disaster ever since World War Two. Scratch that, if you consider all things, World War Two didn't even come close.
After the collapse of several states in Africa, the Black Continent embroiled in a war unlike any other. Different world powers looked at the mess and decided not to give a fuck. Let it happen, why should we help?
That, of course, didn't really work. NGO's went to the place to help those poor people out. A lot of good luck that did them. The numbers of casualties rose up to millions. Result?
Those who survived fled to Europe causing strain on the already heavily affected European Union. The millions of refugees who flooded the beaches of Italy cost the whole Union millions. Meanwhile, Uncle Sam was complaining why the EU didn't do anything about those terrorist flooding the soil of Europe leading to the collapse of NATO.
Asia looked and waited their time. But that wasn't the best thing to do. Commercial treaties were canceled, leading to collapse all over the Far East. One country that wasn't that much affected was Japan. Due to its isolated location and heavily self-reliance, a trait inherited from World War Two, the land of the Rising Sun had a better shot at making it out this mess relatively unscathed.
Speaking about getting out of a mess. One example got out of a mess as well.
This was the example of a kid that looked Japanese but breathed gaijin. This was Jonasavo Kerevechko. Third-year Kuoh student and a kid that escaped Japan due to a lot of luck and skill combined. Being left alone ever since he came here, Jonas wasn't someone looking to become something. He just wanted to have some way to live. How?
That was anyone's guess. He sat in silence, being left alone by most and hated by few. He wore a black jacket that was left open, a custom that was commonly seen in the hands of delinquents. While he didn't bear such a moniker, he could pass for one.
His face was impassive, his black, half long hair was a mess and his brown-red eyes were nicely mixed but they never held the light that some had. He had learned to look at the very least neutral or relaxed compared to others.
He didn't have many friends and there was another reason why. While Jonas had experience of dealing with members of the other sex, it wasn't something he was used to. Okay, he could think of one exception but that was another story. He sighed. He should have known that if you go to a school which was famous for being an all-girl school before, one could guess why most males came to the school.
Outnumbering boys one to ten, many young men believed this would be the land where they could have an easy access to girls. How low some must have fallen on the ideas. There were those who were seen as the lowest of the low, perverts without any sort of restraints towards women.
There were those who were politely declining every invitation. And there were those who saw women not as a way to get their rocks off but as those of the same species and had a friendly contact with them. Not that Jonas would fit in.
Jonas was left alone by most of the student body. No matter if you were boy or girl. Which didn't mean that he was anti-social. It had taken years for him to get used to a civilian life, knowing very well that it would never work.
But for Jonas, that didn't really matter now. He had his school work and while few, there were some who would speak to him. Like right now as the young man blinked to his side.
Looking into pink eyes, he saw a young, bespectacled woman with a figure that was modest but charming by some. Jonas had never really cared about how most looked. He knew well enough that what a person carried in their heart and minds would make what he thought of them.
"Kerevechko." A voice said that was carrying strictness. Sona Shitori, student council president of Kuoh and fellow third year, was standing at his desk.
She had no real idea what to make of him. She was given this task to look after this school and taking care of it was really important to her. But she wouldn't have guessed what Jonas would do. His appearance was one thing. When she looked at him, now two years ago, she guessed that he was just a mindless delinquent that was a lost cause in which she didn't have to invest her time.
Well, was she baffled to find out that he had beaten her on academics. It had caused Sona to get envious of the boy who wasn't just dangerously looking but had brains under his head. It had started in a small rivalry, unknown to the man which had turned around in her second year.
When she was going home, her brain tired from the long hours of school and work for the Student Council, she was assaulted by three male students from a nearby school, she was saved by Jonas. It wasn't a great fight like she had heard from tales that her parents told her.
She had witnessed just a bit of the fight and was shocked by the fierceness that Jonas carried with him. She admitted, she never saw someone like him fighting. One punch, one kick, one parry. That was all that he did.
The guy insisted to walk her home. That caused Sona to see him in a different light. Jonas preferred his privacy above being dragged into school. If that caused him to be left alone, Sona respected that. At this point, Sona had gotten to the point she would allow Jonas to take it easy and in return, he helped out around the school.
They weren't really friends but for Jonas, the interactions he had with her, were something fun. She had given up on trying to reform him and he had stopped acting less aloof. It had gotten to the point that Sona was comfortable with speaking to him, finding out that even he had a sense of humor. That brought us to this situation.
"Kerevechko." She said again, getting his attention. "Oh, hey, Sona. What's up?" He asked in a neutral tone for most but for Sona, he tried his best to sound friendly. Or he just acted.
"Kerevechko. I demand you call me Kaichou." Knowing his eye roll, she gave the smallest smile, he had things he wouldn't do.
"And we both know that is not going to work out. So, why did you come here?" She looked outside and Jonas could figure it out. "A-fucking-gain?" The man was 180 centimeters and he had muscle around his body. He looked down, shouldering the small president. They could see three boys running for their lives while being chased by a group of girls.
Jonas acted like Sona's guard dog while both would make damn sure that they would never be called out on that.
It was common practice that three boys, given the nickname the Perverted Trio would peek on the Kendo Girl Team. It would be often that those girls would find out and that they would chase those boys down.
It was common that Sona would go to Jonas with the request of calming those girls down. "I suppose I don't have to tell you."
Confidently, she looked at Jonas. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Just so you know, I'm getting tired of it." Sona smiled at him. She had never seen him looking to woman in lust. It was like he didn't care about it. Or that he was gay. Which she doubted that was the case.
"Thanks for this." He smirked as he walked out his room. "Anything for you." He quipped back. She looked at him and she had the idea on him. He had been through a lot. One who was trained like she was, could read that in his eyes. She had no idea what it was but when she asked Jonas where he spend his elementary school years, he gave two words.
"Africa and classified." While not being content with it, she heard reports of guys who changed with him. He had some serious scars over his body, his face was just the tip of the iceberg.
She knew about Africa, she had heard the stories. Jonas might be a lot but there was something about him. While he did carry wounds over his body, they were healed. Bad memories might never leave his life but he was no loose cannon either. It wasn't perfect or even close to good but Jonas had never caused any trouble on the school.
In fact, the fight where he protected her from a horrible thing, there were rumors. That there was something that protected the girls from this school. And while she didn't understand Jonas, she appreciated him. He was blunt, a bit rude could be sarcastic but it was nice to converse with a guy who was pretty smart.
Meanwhile, Jonas walked around the school, whispers around the place, Jonas looked to his side and saw those girls.
While he could understand their anger, he found it cowardly to chase them without giving them anyways to defend themselves. One thing he didn't get in his head.
They would chase them every week or day. He got that. He just didn't get why those guys would do that. The Internet existed for a reason. But he wondered why it was those girls would just do that. In his mind, it was impossible that those boys would find a new hole to peep through.
Or it could be because those girls would not cover the hole up and they would just allow those boys so they could beat them up. And as always, he would call in to clean it up. He saw something different.
Miko Mitsuya, an older girl and someone who loathed Jonas with a holy passion. She was a third year like him and Sona and while the President had reached some understanding with him to the point that Jonas was easy enough to joke around with her.
She had black hair and a pretty tight figure of her body. It all started in their first year when a bunch of male perverts decided to let Jonas be used as a scapegoat. He had refused to take part in anything illegal, not even knowing why they would do something stupid like that but it has caused a major uproar after the girls found him responsible.
Not wanting to be used as a beating toy, he had taken up arms and singlehandedly whipped the asses of the girls. Sona who had come to that understood that Jonas had only acted on self-defense. Therefore, he went out with just two days of detention and helping around the school.
While Sona laid off on him, Miko made her goal to make sure Jonas would be punished. What made her angrier was that while she was seen as the biggest prodigy of kendo in the last decade, Jonas had proven that she was nowhere near him. Given his recluse to talk about his life, she had no idea what he did in his previous life.
Jonas had moved in the way of the boys, making a note that would kill them later and turn to face the hoard. Being used to angry women, he now faced Miko. The champ glared at her nemesis, knowing that he wouldn't budge.
"No."
He said to her, hoping that he didn't have to use violence. Or at least, no senseless violence. (Funny, senseless violence comes from the word Zinloos Geweld which is used in the Belgian language. I just made a literal translation).
"Get out of the way, Kerevechko. We have to beat those perverts to dead." Her voice was laden with venom that Jonas was thinking that she never ate anything sweet.
"We both know that I am not going to do that, Mitsuya. I will give these guys a sound thrashing but using those things," he said pointing at her boken, "that is going to cause severe marks to internal bleeding or worse."
Miko glared at him while she made herself ready for an attack. "Do not interfere in this, Kerevechko. You have no right." Jonas looked around and saw the girls surrounding him.
Great, this was going to be one hell of a major pain. "You girls? Don't you get any sort of honor? Attacking a foe that is unarmed. And you call those morons out? By attacking me while I don't carry any sort of g… weapon," he changed his tone, "you believe that you have any right to hurt those guys."
That did it for Miko. With her sword aimed at his abdomen, she attacked the man. Jonas stood back and evaded the attacks that were coming his way. Moving his head out of the way, Miko had made it very clear that she would be the one who would bring Jonas to justice.
Meanwhile, they had gathered some spectators. One was Sona who looked in Jonas in an emotion who could say awe. She wasn't joking when she hadn't seen anyone move like him. It was no martial arts that he studied but he had some sort of combat training under his belt. Jumping up, keeping his knees to himself, the large student landed on the sword of his attacker.
He kicked Miko out of his way. A round kick sorted her out and with making a summersault, he got his hands on the wooden sword. Moving one hand in his pocket, he glared at the girls. Attack and suffer or lay down your arms.
Sona looked at him, she couldn't deny that she held a certain good feeling for the man. "So you have your dog on a short leash?" A teasing voice said. While Sona was well liked by most of the female population, she couldn't deny that this woman, Rias Gremory, was liked by the males.
The Great Lady of Kuoh, a red-haired bombshell that had blue-green eyes, her voluptuous body was sticking out in her the uniform. She defeated Sona on her numbers and she was as intelligent as the girl. Like Sona, Rias was a third year. Revered by males and women alike, she was a princess in this school. Her red hair would trail down to her back.
She and Sona had a history, one not that many people knew off but unlike Sona, she and Jonas had no real relationship.
"He's not a guard dog, if anyone would ever make that assumption, I wouldn't doubt that Jonas would kill that person. In a way of showing off to make sure no one would make that mistake again. That is also a reason why I didn't make a move on him." Sona smiled as the kendo girls laid their arms down. Jonas looked to his side and saw the perverted Trio coming back. With a confident grin, they would expect it to be an easy thing to have those girls under their thumb.
But not in Jonas lifetime.
Dropping the sword, he punched the middle one, a brown-haired guy with yellow eyes in the stomach. The two others wanted to run away but a few punches and kicks later, he was done with them. They were a smoking mess. Looking to Sona, she gave him a nod.
The older man walked away and saw a guy with sand-colored hair and grey eyes glaring at him. While Jonas was a disaster at his own romance, he was pretty damn sharp to notice others. That would explain why Saji Genshirou would hate him or at least be not appreciating him being close to Sona. Jonas than walked back to the roof.
He would often sleep there as his classes that he tested out, he wouldn't have to follow. He was laying down and sleep. For some reason, he could easier sleep on this roof than at his house. Why would neechan leave him to teach in the States he would never understand? He had set his alarms and he walked away in the school.
Seems like the school was already out. While he was certainly a guy that had some reputation, it had caused that most of the Student Body would leave him alone unless you could talk to him. Which was limited to Sona and to a lesser extent Tsubaki.
Not that Jonas would ever say the two were friends. They could appreciate each other but they weren't really friends. After a few hours, he saw it was past time to leave the school so deciding that he had been bored enough, he left out.
He passed the Student Council room. The room was pretty luxurious and was set in a Victorian style. Big, expensive couches placed on it.
Inside, there were four beauties assembled. Rias Gremory and Sona Sitri. They weren't alone. One bespectacled beauty like Sona. Her hair was long and black that would go down to her knees which was split underneath. She had heterochromic eyes, one violet left eye and one brown right. Tsubaki Shinra.
Vice president and possibly the second person that Jonas had some interactions with. Frankly, there were quite a few persons who tried to get his interest but he brushed them off, not being interested in the life of students. Sona and Tsubaki were the small numbers he could appreciate interactions with. Only in small doses.
The fourth person was a woman sitting next to Rias. She had a voluptuous figure which boobs put Rias to shame. Her hair was long and black, with violet eyes who were often pleasantly mannered. That hair of her was tied in an orange ribbon, two strands of it, sticking out the end. Akeno Himejima, vice president of the Occult Research Club.
Unlike popular belief, she was a huge pervert. Sona found it funny on one of her best friends and rival ended up with someone like Akeno. Tsubaki looked a bit amused by the interactions.
Currently, Sona and Rias were playing a match of chess with those two looking at her. It had started with a bet. Sona was defeated in Chess, Rias would be allowed to get her hands on Jonas. "You do realize that trying to get Jonas wouldn't work."
Sona moved her [Pawn], hoping that chat would get Rias on a wrong foot. Rias smiled, she wouldn't be that easily thrown off.
She had found it funny that Sona had an interest in Jonas. Secretly, she was envious of her. The entire male and large part of the female student body ate out her hand and Jonas couldn't even be bothered by her.
Sona smiled as Rias moved her [Queen] away from the [Pawn]. "Sona, we both know that Jonas isn't a normal human."
"And he certainly is a fit, well-trained man. How he dished out that punishment. I wonder how he would react to pain inflicted on him." Akeno said with a voice that dripped pleasure and pain. She would certainly enjoy to tease and tie the man up.
"Akeno, for your own self-interest, I highly reconsider that thought," Tsubaki said to her. While Tsubaki and Sona had some relationship with him, consisting on trading favors, she had learned a little bit. He was in Africa when things went FUBAR and he did have professional training.
"Rias, I don't get why exactly. I mean. Jonas had been a mystery for us, ever since the day we came here. While I am not saying that I don't like loose ends, it has been two years since we debuted here. In those two years, we never had any sort of incident with him as an instigator. He just defended himself and held back on his attack. And he made it clear. He will allow me to tell him what he should do but if he refuses to move an inch, I doubt either of us could make him move. Besides, why should we? I don't like it but he is not going to be an issue."
Rias smiled while her [Knight] took Sona's [Bishop] down. "You know why," Rias answered. It has been some time and she was getting desperate. What her parents decided had caused her life to go in an end she did not like.
"I get your point. But you think you can hold him on a leash. That is not going to work. Besides, you do remember what our siblings told us. We are not to get involved with him. Although, I can say that he is better than your choice of that other idea. Issei Hyoudou? Really?" Sona found it funny that Rias went from one extreme to the other.
From the mysterious but for the rest clean state Jonas Kerevechko. Yes, Jonas was seen as delinquent but there wasn't a single thing that Sona ever found of dirt on him. No move on a girl, no smoking, no back talking.
He was a student. Not an honor student that would excel in anything while showing off to others but more a guy that went to school, did his job and went home. No more, no less.
Issei Hyoudou was a different cookie. Peeping tom, professional pervert, a loser in every other aspect. In fact, Sona found him a real piece of work. That Rias would invest her energy in that boy was beyond her.
Meanwhile, a certain man was walking home with his hands in his pockets, his jacket hung open and his black shirt open to see. He was walking home, not really interested in anything else but just getting out of school.
It had been a few years since he got to live in Japan. He carried his wounds and decided not to care too much about it. He had no problem so far but he still liked to know why his sis sent him to this school.
On the outside of the school, he looked up to see the sun setting. He blew air out his mouth like he was bored. He didn't really invest much in school but he had to admit. Sona's treatment of him was a thing he'd prefer. He didn't really mind being alone but he was human enough to enjoy companionship.
In this life, he just wondered. The world had been fucked over and it had been now that wounds were slowly getting healed. The USA would have a real hard time getting used to their usual world leading business after the collapse. Europe also survived but would rather rely on their own systems instead of ever again trusting the USA.
Russia had been going downhill after that. In any case, Jonas decided that Japan would be his home for the remainder of his life. He walked to a normal house where most of the Japanese people who could support themselves lived. He opened the door and walked in.
Leaving his shoes out of it, he didn't like being alone at home but now his sister was gone, he had to. It also defeated living at the base. Sona's eyes on him made matters more difficult so he decided to keep a low profile. Not that he didn't check it out regularly.
The base was still protected by the defense system and the police had agreed to keep people out of it as long Jonas would never take out his guns in public.
Not abnormal if you consider that he was the sole owner of more guns that half Japan had. While easily 70 percent of them consisted of weapons, relating to the Soviet Era or World War Two weapons, Jonas had his hands on sometimes more modern guns but still no state of the Art weapons. Not that it really mattered.
He had no reasons to use his guns and as long there were no terrorists on the ground, he had no reason to start shooting. Going upstairs, he went to his room or at least, where some of his clothes were hanging. Taking off his school uniform, he changed his clothes into an easier shirt and khaki brown pants.
Going downstairs, he made a rice stew. First dinner, at an early hour and after that, his homework. Eating alone was no fun in the slightest, humans were social creatures. Even after all this time, that didn't change on him. After his dinner, he went on his homework and after that, he turned on his laptop. It had been something he bought as soon he had allowed to touch his bank account.
Sure, his sis kept most of it until he was old enough and he was not one to waste his money that stupidly but games were way for him to work things out. He had been really good on shooters. It was a way that he could still be up to date on his skills.
His skills were often enough to decimate in multiplayer, although he hated going on that when he heard stupid kids rant. Who the fuck would allow their fucking spoiled brat to play Call of Duty? A reason why he'd preferred the Tom Clancy's Games. While a bit more of an elitist view, at least, they acknowledged bigger players who had some good skill. Well, at least, they were no whining babies.
One time, Jonas heard some kid mouthing him off. Jonas waited until he was done before he spoke again. In a calm even voice, he told the kid that he had done shit that wouldn't come close to this game. He'd been in Africa. Jonas gave one particularly fucked up detail.
Jonas sighed. He couldn't game or watch videos online. He hoped his sister would check in later. She had gone to a top private school. A sigh escaped his mouth. This sucked. He was bored out of his mind.
Suddenly, a call rang in. "Yo." He answered in a casual tone. "Hey there, Jonas." He smiled at the tone. "Hello, sis. How are things rolling?" He asked, genuinely interested in her life. "Well, I have no problem with things."
"Okay, now I'd like an honest answer." Jonas knew how his sister would take those things. Those high-class girls were a real arrogant bunch. While his sister would often be seen as a lady of high standards, she was far from that. She hated the hypocrisy, the fake laughing. One day, she would get her revenge.
When she would ask Jonas to show his face and stir shit up.
"You have to ask, little brother? About as royally annoying as you can get. Those girls are driving me insane." Shifting to a cough, he laid down.
"Really? I would think that girls are an easier matter to handle. At least, that's what I would think. Or what most on TV are saying."
"You need to cut back on those videos of feminists? But no. I take boys over girls every day. With them, I know what I'm putting myself into. And I had you for what would it be now. Ten years. So I know how to handle you." His sister told him back. She had been taking care for him for ten years ever since she got him.
While a task that she did out of duty, Jonas was something she loved having in the house. He colored in her day, gave her reasons to live and to look after. Her maternal instincts took up when he was suffering. And with that, while seen as one of the most beautiful and brilliant teachers, Jonas had the habit of walking in her class, delivering files and calling her sis.
"I don't think I'm a normal example of what you'd call a boy."
"Doesn't stop me from preferring you over them. Anyways, I'm calling you to let you know about a few things."
Jonas sighed and prepared himself. His sis was really special. She had some secrets and told him slowly about how the world worked. How there were forces beyond his dreams.
"What's up? Are you telling me about the Devils on school?" Not surprised her little brother had figured that one out, she sighed, interested in how he figured that one out.
"Not really but how did you know that you were having classes with Devils?" Jonas smirked when he leaned his head back and ruffled through his hair.
"Come on sis. The school idols. There's no way they're just human. And no, I'm not talking about their chest sizes. Intellect beyond what I'm used and having a body that is rival to mine. The only one who can give me a run for my money is you, big sis. But as long they keep to themselves and I keep to mine, I don't see a reason to make a problem. They know that I'm not a normal human and I have my doubts about them but we reached a mutual understanding."
"With the Gremory or with the Sitri?" His sister asked, her tone a little bit worried. She knew exactly who those girls belonged to and where their families had their positions.
"Wait, ain't her name Shitori? Meh, with her then. I'm Kaichou's fist for hire. Or more the fact, I do her a few favors, she keeps the teachers off my back." Jonas answered his older sister.
"Okay, with her, you can deal. She knows what she can and can't get. But aren't you sure that you don't have any relation with Gremory? I know that you are a full male."
Jonas raised an eyebrow on that matter. "Sis, I have been living with you under a roof for ten years. You think I'm not used to women? Think again. But that's just a thing I got used. Gremory is hot, yeah but red ain't my type. Also, she reeks of problems. Anyway, what's the real reason you called?"
"There are a few Fallen Angels who landed at your village." Jonas perked up on that truth. He had been looking for a couple of Fallen Angels ever since he got out of Africa. Not that he let the revenge control his life but if he could find any sort of lead, he would take that and he would look for that kind of thing until he found what he wanted.
He had some debt standing up to a few persons and was dead set on repaying them.
"What do those guys want?" Jonas asked in a serious tone. "I don't know but another thing. That boy Issei Hyoudou. He is the person that most likely has Ddraig in his body."
Jonas rolled his eyes on that set of information. That perv was the one who got one of the most powerful things in the world that his sister came from. But still, the world didn't know about him. The older sister that took care of him was some sort of guardians. Ensuring that the magical world didn't come too close to the human one.
That didn't work out well. His sister was still a part of it and she made sure that people or whatever they stayed away from the boy. Besides, Jonas had seen the same things in Africa. In the life of a fucked up continent, you could see the changes.
"You're pulling my leg, sis. That pervert got one of the biggest nukes you can possibly think off in his fucking body and you're telling me that now cause?" He asked, a little bit angry at the actions of his sister. "I wanted to protect you."
The sarcastic snort she heard was a thing she was expecting, given his nature. Jonas would never let someone protect him.
"That is not working when you do it like that, sis. How much we both like it, you and I are a part of this world. We can't change that." Jonas almost lost his temper when he spoke on the phone.
"Jonas. Do you really think that you have any change against those creatures?" The tone was serious and harsh. "You do not have a [Sacred Gear], you're no part Youkai or any sort of creature. In all essence, you're just human."
"Just human?!" He shouted incredulously. From all the people in the world, she should know that he was not just human. He wasn't someone who got angry fast but he had some things he would stand up for in his life. His tone was the thing his sister could imagine. His eyes had been shot open and his mouth had set itself for a rougher look. "Not that I want to sound like an arrogant prick but I am not just a human. Forgetting what I can do and what I am? I don't need to have some kind of fucking [Sacred Gear] or anything like that. I got my gun, that's enough, you know how I think about those things that are supposed to be invincible?" He breathed in, his blood growing higher.
"Nothing is invincible. If something seems or looks invincible, it just means that none has found a way to defeat it. You don't have to remind me. But still, Jonas. I called you to warn you about the attacks that might happen to you. Anyway, keep your head on your shoulders and make sure that you look out for yourself." Jonas was happy to hear from her again but he had survived Africa when things went complete FUBAR there. No matter who those guys would throw at him, he'd be able to make it out alive.
"Will do. I'm going to keep an eye on Hyoudou for the time being. What if the Fallen Angels move in for the kill?" He asked in a business-like a tone. "That's the Devils' problem. I have the idea that Rias wants to reincarnate him. He's going to be her ace in the hole when things go down with her situation. That little issue is also the reason why I don't want you to get involved with her. It's your call if you want to jump in or stand asides. But in any case, don't get too involved in those matters."
Jonas sighed on that matter. "We gotta wait until I have more intel on those Fallen Angels. Those guys helped me out when things went really south back there. If they are not the ones who saved me back then, I'll leave them be. If they are."
The older woman sighed. Jonas was dead set on repaying the debt he had left open for the persons that saved his life. She understood. After all, she was in the same position. "Okay, I hear you. But when you do that, there's no turning back. You are going to get pulled into the life that you were trying to escape."
"I don't have much an option. Besides sis. I have been low, we both know that in this life, you can't escape. Good to hear from you again."
"Love you soldier boy. Keep your eyes open and make sure that you set your priorities straight."
"Love you too sis. I'll be seeing you when you drop by." He closed the call and went to bed. He closed his eyes and dreams or better nightmares filled in his mind when he tried to sleep. Things that were designed by humans and things that were not human at all.
In the later hours, he woke up, his eyes staring at the roof. A sigh escaped his mouth. Moving to the showers, he felt the hot water running down on his scars and his body. His brownish, red eyes were looking down on his body. It didn't take long before he was done and he went out.
Making a quick breakfast, he left for school and with his bag on his back, he walked away. It didn't take long before he found the Perverted Trio. Like a lot of others, he didn't have such high opinion of them, his show yesterday would prove that. But still, Issei was a better human being than his companions.
That you were interested in the female body at the age you had was not abnormal but you could keep your ideas to yourself. At least, Issei had some morals left if you'd compare him to Matsuda or Motohama.
Still, Jonas did not like them. Not in the slightest. He had been walking around the school to make sure that he wasn't noticed much. But he noticed something else. Namely that he wasn't the only one who was following Issei.
It was not obvious to the untrained but he saw that Kiba Yuuto and Koneko Toujou were following him. They changed and made sure that Issei didn't notice but Jonas did. But the same couldn't be said for them. Jonas did not notice they were aware of his actions. Not that he really minded but still.
He shook his head on the comments Issei and his friends made about girls. This was really fucked up. At school, they shut up as the Student Council was looking at who entered the school. Getting the next count because he'd left his shirt open, Jonas ignored the comments. It was too fucking early and too fucking hot already.
Had he grown this weak during his stay in Japan?
When the day passed, Issei and his friends were looking around when Rias Gremory was looking down from the old school building on the pervs. Jonas had decided to shit in the shades to prevent the sun from getting his body. Not that he really minded the heat but it was too big a pain to deal with it.
Inside the old school building.
"So the Fallen Angels have landed here?" Rias asked Akeno while the two were busy playing a chess game. "So far, it seems that way. I do not know if they are here to make a hit on Issei. About him, I looked him up. He's a second year. Not really outstanding as a student, he's not particularly athletic and he is hated by the entire study body. Koneko and Kiba have been keeping an eye on him but it doesn't look like he has activated his [Sacred Gear]."
Rias sighed. While she would prefer to have more information about Issei, there were opportunities not to pass up. Sona and she had been looking for who they could take in this school and Issei was marked by Rias. But if she didn't act fast, she could forget reincarnating him.
"You can ask him to come over to the club and do it right then. It won't take much to join our side," Akeno said to her [King]. On that, the red-haired bombshell sighed. That was true but she would rather cement Issei's loyalty to him. In most cases, she would prefer to avoid the difficulties.
"We'll just have to wait for the events to unfold." She placed her [Pawn]. "Checkmate." She said with a victorious smile while Akeno bent down looking at it. "Aw, I was trying to make it harder." Rias went to the shower. "It was an easy see through. You can try harder next time." She said while she removed her clothes.
It was infuriating but Akeno had the upper hand on the chest department. Not that Rias should complain about her own chest. She was more than generously gifted with her tits and hips. Most guys would love to catch a bit of her delicious body. Removing her bra, she now let her breasts hang out free while she took a shower.
Outside, Jonas was sitting in the heat. It was spring but still, the heat was getting up. He should have left his jacket at home or choose a lighter version. He had bought himself a can of soft drink in one of the automats around the school to make sure he stayed hydrated. While he was gulping it down, he looked to the students who were complaining about their school and parents. How their life was unfair and they shouldn't get through this.
'Fucking spoiled brats. You fuck heads are complaining about the fact you're not allowed to go a party while kids your age are struggling to get a meal in other parts of the globe.' Jonas wasn't liking how those girls were nagging but he decided not to act up. He didn't move from his spot. He didn't like doing this job but he knew that he could do this and make sure that he didn't let Issei go out his sight.
It was mainly a boring feat and in the class, Jonas tried to pay attention. He tried to follow and to remember what the teacher would say about stuff that he probably would never need anyway. The whole day went by and Jonas was all too happy that the clock pointed four in the afternoon. The students were ready to leave with their friends, talking about what they were going to do next and how they were going to spend the evening. He himself spent a few minutes in the class, enjoying the pure silence.
Jonas was lucky enough to see Issei standing over a bridge, complaining about his life. He stood at the other side. When the bridge was still on solid ground, Jonas had his back turned so Issei wouldn't notice him. After a bit, the older man saw Issei talking with a girl and Jonas was sure when he saw the face. Black hair, purple eyes. Even from this distance, he didn't make a mistake on registering to who the perv was talking.
While he remembered she was older when he saw her first, Jonas knew that this was the girl he saw back then.
Back in the hellhole, he crawled out.
For some reason, Issei came down, jumping with joy while Jonas noted that Koneko was glaring at him. The white-haired girl came from the other side, casting a glance at Issei when he left. Jonas didn't know if she saw him but he had his eyes set on the girl with who Issei was talking. He was going after her, passing by at Koneko.
The first year looked at him and she didn't know how to react but the two passed each other. He had better things to do than to pay attention to the third year.
The black haired girl had been walking around the entire city and Jonas had the idea she knew she was followed by someone out there. When she turned in an alleyway that just screamed desertion, Jonas moved in, knowing she was going to make sure that he was dealt with.
It was empty like someone hadn't walked in but Jonas knew better. She was here, somewhere. He closed his eyes to let his ears and other senses come to life. Concentrating on the sounds around him, he was trying to follow her. He couldn't see her no but he knew she was around. Relying on his ears, he suddenly felt a disturbance and he got the hand of the girl. She was shocked to see that a human could capture her attack.
Then he looked her in the eyes and where she tried to get away, Jonas hadn't released her arm making damn sure she wouldn't get aw y. She then looked at his face. The reddish eyes stared at her and the girl stopped her struggle when shock took over her face. Jonas let her go while she eyed him up. She had met him before but she couldn't recall when.
"Do I know you?" She asked in a cold tone while looking at the man. Jonas shifted in his spot and he could see her. No other human would have reacted by now. She couldn't make a full transformation but even in this form, a normal human wouldn't be able to fight back.
"Last time I saw you, you were a bit more grown up and you had black wings, coming out your back. Your outfit was also a lot more immodest showing a bit more skin. Things that wouldn't be appropriate here. And I was just a little kid when I saved your life back in the manmade hellhole that was Africa." Jonas told a bit too much but it did the trick of throwing the girl off balance.
"Jonas?" She asked, her voice leaving her while she looked at him. The girl couldn't be sure. This was impossible. Okay, coincidences exist but this couldn't be true. It couldn't be the same kid. The kid that saved her life when things went completely south and where things that shouldn't happen did happen. That's why she was thrown off by his nod.
"Been a while, Ray." He sighed. That was it. Ray, or Raynare as her full name went, knew enough. There weren't that many people, humans even less who called her Ray. She didn't hold back on the hug when she threw her arms around him. While Jonas wasn't really used to the body contact, he felt it a bit awkward as she felt the assets of the girls pressed against him. But he was also relieved that he saw her again. So he calmly wrapped his arms around her body.
He avoided her ass but he settled for the waist. He had a hard time getting used to human skin contact and so far, his sister was the only one who gave him a hug every now and then. But he saw her as his sister. With Ray, the fact this was a girl, hit him all over the head. Not that he really minded the contact.
Raynare let him go as she eyed him up. He was definitely grown up. Back then, he was a scrawny kid with a lot of blood on his skin and clothes. The Fallen admitted. He much more fell in her zone with this new look. At the age of seventeen, it wasn't that he was close to her, born thousands of years ago. But still, the look of a young man made him a lot better.
He still carried a lot of strength as his arms were anything to go by. His face had gotten really handsome even with the faded scars. Speaking of them, someone did a good job of patching him up. After he saved her life, she asked him to come with her to the Grigori but he refused, telling her that he had someone who would take care of him.
Raynare would lie if she said she didn't hope to see this special human. In her eyes, most humans were nothing more but ants. Things she could use and abuse as she pleased. But then this guy showed up and he shook her foundations.
With a knife and a handgun, he destroyed those who would do her harm and he had helped her up when she was captured by those militia, ready to use her for a change. Jonas had shown up when the whole mess came down and like her, he was a survivor who wanted to get out.
"Jonas. I can't believe it. It's nearly impossible to see this. I'm so happy to see you." She said in a voice that told him she wasn't lying. She really was happy. It had only been a few days after the two teamed up in Central Africa. Lost pretty much everyone else who could save them, they stuck together until they reached the help post in Alexandria. After that, Raynare left for Europe and Jonas contacted the woman who would become his big sis.
"Same here, Raynare. What're you doing here? Japan is pretty far flung from your normal places and even so, this place got Devils keeping shit under control. You're here for a reason." Jonas said with a face that carried the faintest of smiles while trying to keep his feelings under control. Underneath his calm face, he was grinning like a damn fool.
"Nothing escapes you, does it?" Jonas titled his head and looked up and down on her school uniform. Man, if Jonas was not knowing who was really in front of him, he would be pinning at her against the wall.
"If that did, I don't think I'd be walking on the globe. Fuck. I think you wouldn't be alive either." Jonas responded back. A hard thing for Raynare. He was right. His instincts kept the two of them alive during the time in Africa.
"Can't argue with that. And I know, I owe you real big time for that time." Jonas shrugged at her reply and he stood in her way. "Ray, again. Why the fuck are you here?"
Raynare did not really want to tell Jonas what was going on but she knew he'd pick a lie twenty miles away. She was locked up in this. But all things considered, he was here. The only one who might be able to save her and the ones involved in this shitty mission. The ones who could save their bacon. But no one in hell she would let her friends.
"That's a story. One that ain't too pretty. I'll explain it on the way." Jonas did not expect to go anywhere in the last few hours but he did not complain. The two walked out the hallway and walked side by side. In most cases, it would like he was dating the girl. But that wasn't the case for two Devils. One with red hair and one with white hair.
Both were wearing a Kuoh Academy and suddenly, the white-haired one was tapped on the shoulder. "Neh, Momo-chan. Isn't that Kerevechko-senpai of who Sona-Kaichou often talks about." The now appointed Momo then looked over to the side to see Jonas walking away. Next, to him, there was a Fallen Angel.
"Indeed. And I don't suppose you've missed that there's a Fallen Angel next to him, Tomoe." The girl shook her head. "No, I didn't. I have seen that. I think that Sona-Kaichou would be really interested in this."
Jonas and Raynare hadn't seen the Devils at the other side, too caught up with the fact they had found each other again. It was not that they were walking arm in arm but more because they walked closer to each other. They didn't speak that much, more in happy, content silence. Jonas had the smallest of grins on his face while Raynare smiled.
They walked to the outskirts of Kuoh and ended up at an abounded church. "Comfy," Jonas said while he looked at the building. The glass was shattered out of it and the building itself looked like the elements weren't too kind to it either. In all truth, a building that didn't look too appealing to live in.
"Believe me. Inside, it's not much better either." Walking to the door who barely could stay on its hinges, Jonas took Raynare's word for it. "I know that I'm not one to talk but Ray, why the fuck are you staying here?"
The Fallen Angel sighed as she looked to the Human. "We are forced to stay here. Jonas. I brought you here because of I…" They were interrupted by a sudden noise. Jonas instincts went into overdrive as he looked at what looked like a human.
Not that much older than himself, Jonas could see a guy with white hair and red eyes, much like his own. The face showed Jonas that he wasn't really sane. He wore priestly robes and a cross over his chest, although Jonas doubted this was a holy man. In his eyes, this guy was as psycho as you could get.
"Boss, you're back," He said gleefully before he noticed Jonas standing there. Jonas wasn't that at ease to let his guard down but when he saw the guy, he could figure out three ways to take down this guy if he got too close to him or to Raynare for that matter.
"And who might you be? You don't appear as a holy man like myself and I don't think you're here to pray for your sins." Jonas's jaw clenched when he heard the tone how the man spoke to him. Flipping the bird to him, Jonas glare became stronger.
"Pray for my sins? Even if I had any need, I don't think I'd be doing it. Committed a bit too much murder to even think about that. Anyway, who the fuck might you be?" Jonas said while the guy tensed up.
"I'm Freed Sellzen. Super-duper Devil slayer and former exorcist from the Holy Church, currently employed by the Great Fallen Angel Kokabiel. We're in this town to make sure those fucking Devils are out of here and we will be taking a Sacred Gear. Boss. If you don't mind, I'm going to look for sinners and make them repent. The others will be arriving soon." And with that, he left by the door.
"Deranged fuck," Jonas said while he looked at the door which the Exorcist used to leave the place. Raynare sighed on that matter. She had to agree that Freed was as insane as they came. "Can't argue with you there. He's about as crazy as you can get but he's about the best fighter I have seen as human so…"
She would trail off if Raynare didn't get a wakeup call. "Hey!" She smiled at Jonas. "Sorry, besides yourself. I have to admit, he's an Exorcist and you were a kid trained back in Africa but still?"
Jonas titled his head when he heard that term. "Exorcist? What's that? I mean. I haven't really heard of it." Raynare scoffed but not on the question but on the sickening irony that she would tell.
"Exorcists are top warriors of the Church meant to take on monsters like Devils and other evil creatures. Freed is a Stray, meaning that the Vatican has abounded him and others have taken his place. Often, the Fallen take in the Strays and we use them as our own warriors." Jonas turned back to the female.
"He spoke of Kokabiel. Ray, it's about time you tell me what you're doing here. So far, I can see, it's not really good." Jonas said in a bit of worry to the woman. The Fallen Angel wanted to speak but suddenly, Jonas could see a few others coming out.
One was a man. He wore a fedora and raincoat and from what Jonas could tell, he was pretty used to a fight. The second was a woman on which the term scantily clad was fitting. Her clothes were a maroon tank top which showed quite a bit of cleavage. Jonas admitted she looked pretty hot. Her blue hair covered her brown eyes.
The third was a petite girl with blond hair in twin tails and she wore what Jonas ever heard as Gothic Lolita. Not that he really cared about that fashion statement but she had something that would just spill the dreams of others. Jonas was on edge. Raynare, he went to Africa with her. Those three, he didn't know.
"Raynare, why the hell did you bring this man here? Can't you see this is endangering the mission?" The man spoke up and Jonas merely lifted an eyebrow. 'Mission. You're causing more damage than her pall. Not that I am going to tell you that little truth.' He then looked over to the women who were a bit like the man, although the blue haired one looked uneasy when she noticed Jonas could easily use Raynare as leverage in case things went dangerously for him.
"Easy Donasheek. I can imagine that Raynare would have a good reason to bring this guy here. Although, I wouldn't lie he looks rather delicious." Jonas crossed his arms and he began to work the cogs in his head. He wouldn't let this woman get too close to him.
"Guys. I think I told you this before. When I was in Africa, a human saved my life." The blond haired girl sighed when she rolled her eyes that they went up in her sockets. "Yeah, you told me so many times that it got boring. What has to do with this guy?"
"I am that guy," Jonas answered while he remained vigilant and ready to bounce back if things would get hairy. It was not in his nature to back down from a threat like this. "I'm the guy who saved Ray from that hellhole. And you guys might be who exactly." Jonas wasn't too sure about the stuff he was seeing here. From what he could see, the guy was incredulous that this kid would be the one who saved one of their kind.
The women were acting in a different fashion. The little one was now also doubting the fact that Jonas was the guy. If he was, she would be really hesitant to go against Raynare. The blue haired one was a bit more cautious. She had little reason to disbelieve the human or Raynare.
"You're kidding me?" She was the one who asked Raynare. "Are you serious that he's the one you have been talking about Raynare?" The black haired beauty nodded. The three here had heard the story but never believed a human being was able enough to do the things Raynare said he could. Donasheek, the guy, smirked as suddenly he moved fast towards Jonas who had been on guard. With his attacker coming from above, he grabbed the arms and threw the bastard away who would pull that stunt.
Having his arms pinned above his target, Donasheek found it unbelievable that a pathetic human could A stop his attack and B. had the guts to hold him down. Jonas wasn't done with him either as he kicked the bastard away. Before Donasheek could raise his head, Jonas had used his feet to deliver a flying kick.
Turning to Raynare, his look told her that he would make sure that he was going to fight back against any sort of attack.
Raynare understood Jonas reasoning. He wouldn't let someone hurt. Not even her. And she wasn't sure if she should punish Donasheek. In any case, the arrogant fuck was out cold. While neither Kalawarner nor Mittelt were big fans of humans, there were those who had earned their respect. Jonas with his action had now sure earned that.
He stood back up as he looked over to Donasheek who was trying to get up. "I don't think so." The older man said as he raised his feet and kicked the man in his face, knocking him out cold. He then walked back to Raynare. "What the fuck was his big idea? I didn't do anything and he wants to kill me flat out just because I'm telling you guys a truth." Mittelt had walked up in awe to him.
"That's not something a normal human could have done. At least, not with one kick. Are you really the guy who saved Raynare when things went horribly wrong in Africa?" Jonas raised an eyebrow. She had the appearance of a young child while Jonas didn't doubt she was at least a few hundred years old.
She looked at him, a bit more in surprise at him. She understood that he wasn't just normal and that he was really strong. If he could knock Donasheek out like that. "You really are that guy." Jonas shrugged at her comment as he knelt down to be at her length. An act that would have insulted her but that she let slip.
Raynare had often bored them with the stories of the young boy that saved her life. If half of it was true, Mittelt knew that she had no chance against him. Kalawarner looked at him and back to Raynare. She wasn't liking this one bit but if she brought him here, it must have a decent meaning. Also, the idea that she could have a sway on this human. It'd prove to be really delicious.
"So Jonasavo Kerevechko if I recall correctly. You're certainly living up to your name." Jonas perked with his head to the blue-haired beauty. Her outfit left little to the imagination but he didn't really mind that. Despite having excellent control over his urges, he would appreciate whatever the fuck was thrown his way. With boundaries of course.
A bit of eye candy like right now, no problem. A slut trying to make him her pet, rather not. "If I have a name to live up to. And you might be who exactly?" The man asked while he looked at the woman.
"Oh, how rude of us. My name is Kalawarner and the little one is Mittelt. The guy you knocked is Donasheek. Nice to finally meet you." Jonas looked over to Raynare who had the very decency to Jonas. "Sorry, Jonas. It's just. You aren't exactly normal and well, I have never thought to see you again." Jonas nodded on her comment.
"Make that two of us, Ray. I have never thought to see you here in this city. But that brings me to this subject. What are you guys doing here? And don't lie. Why would a bunch of Fallen Angels come to this city? A city where Devils are the ones in charge." Jonas now asked, his arms crossed, his mouth in a grimace and his eyes were harsher.
This was clear that he was happy to see her but that he was a bit worried.
"How are you so certain that there are Devils around?" Mittelt asked him with a nasty smirk. "As for I go, there have none, at least, none we have encountered." Jonas raised an eyebrow on that comment but shook his head. "There are Devils, young but at least, with two Peerages so far I know. And I know because I go to school with them. So you might try a little bit better. I don't like it when people lie."
Kalawarner would have normally tried to kill the human but he had managed to defeat Donasheek by himself and she knew that Raynare wouldn't appreciate it if she killed the man that saved her life. Somewhere, Kalawarner wondered if her friend had fallen for this human. Now she saw him, grown up and a hunk, to say the least, she could see where the appeal came from.
For her race, like most other Supernatural races, humans were like ants. A handy recourse but nowhere near the equal. For them, humans weren't just worth considering as a partner. They were just to be used and thrown away or kept as slaves. At least, Fallen Angels had much of the decency of leaving the Humans when they were done. Or get what they wanted from them.
But Jonas in just five minutes proved that he was no normal Human. No, this was the type of guy that no one would have ever have. He would shoot, stab, strangle, kill and murder his way to his freedom. And he had a good understanding of the Supernatural world. And Kalawarner knew that this came from not just Raynare. No, he had some inside recourse. And he would never reveal that source for anyone.
It couldn't hurt to try out. She bend down, revealing a bit of her bosom to the young man. Those guys were fueled on testosterone. They wouldn't be able to resist a bit of teasing.
"Come on, Jonas. You really think that we'll tell you. Maybe we can reach an agreement. You leave and we give you a…" She was cut off by having his hand wrapping around her throat. He lifted Kalawarner up. Not from the floor or to kill her but to warn her. She could still breath, although not as easily as usual.
He held the Fallen Angel from his away. "Listen up. I don't really want to have any sort of idea to fuck a Fallen Angel. That doesn't work like that. You can tell me why you're here. And that might the most healthy thing to do."
Raynare was the first to act really fast as she gripped the arm of Jonas to put the blue haired one down. He looked at her and she shook her head. "Jonas. This does not concern you. I'm sorry but this has nothing to do with you."
Jonas let Kalawarner go and she fell on the floor. Mittelt walked over to her and helped her up. "Listen, Raynare." She noticed he used her full name. "This does very much concern me. I'm living here in this city and I am the one who is running stuff in this place. I haven't seen you in a while. I thought you might die. I might know but I don't think that you're in a really good spot. I think you four are in a bad spot. And sorry but I don't like shit going down in this city."
"I thought you said that the Devils are the ones who ran this place." A glare escaped from the man which shut her up. "That's true. They're the ones who rule this place. But still, this is also my place. You can tell me why before I get angry. And Ray, why did you ask to look around Hyoudou? I know that you're a Fallen Angel but that guy is not the right choice."
A blush got on her face when she realized that Jonas was a witness when she asked Issei out. "You saw that." Jonas nodded on her question. "I did and that's just no good. Someone asked me to keep an eye on him. But that all asides, again, Raynare. Why are you here?" Kalawarner wanted to jump up but the three had a decent idea that Jonas was here for a good reason.
"We're here with a mission." Jonas turned back to Kalawarner and then turned his attention to Raynare. "I get that. I have heard that moron talk about a mission. Which mission? How does this involve Hyoudou?"
"What do you know about him?" Mittelt asked while glaring at him. "I have heard a few rumors. That he got a real big [Sacred Gear] in him and that he's been looked after by Devils and you guys. Still, to think you'd be around."
Raynare perked up from that knowledge. "Who told you? I don't know a normal human that would know about us and the Devils." Jonas shook his head.
"Sorry but that information is classified. Let's just say that the person who gave me the information is pretty high up to several lists. Normally, I don't involve myself in this but the person, let's call that one X, told me that there was a chance Fallen Angels around. X knows about the races and the stuff going on. That same person knows that I'm looking for you. I have been but well, I'm stuck in this back hole of a city. Too peaceful to my liking but rather that."
He cut off his sentence and Raynare understood. She had been born after the Great War and even so, the events in Africa were more horrifying compared to the stuff that went down in the Great War.
Humans, God's greatest creation. Yeah, right. The sad part is that most races see themselves as being greater while in reality, they're no better than human. One might wonder if the Humans aren't actually better than them.
"Okay, say no more. I get it and you're not going out our way. Should we tell him?" Kalawarner and Mittelt looked at their leader. "Up to you, Raynare, although I think it's for the best," Mittelt answered and she looked over to Jonas. He scared her a bit and she didn't want to find out what he really could do.
"Jonas. We're here for two reasons. We're here to look after the [Sacred Gear] of Issei Hyoudou. Like your X said, he might have a great one and one potentially dangerous. I am here to kill him before that could happen." Jonas breathed through his mouth. "Ray, that's not a good idea. I mean. If he is dead, wouldn't it be easier for the Devils to make him a slave of their own. And if I was killed by someone, for a reason that I wouldn't see as valid by someone who played with me, I'd be in for some real heavy hitting revenge. And second?"
"There's a certain nun. Asia Argento. She has healed a Devil and is now an exile of the Church. We are to here to catch up with the young girl." Jonas made a step to Raynare and before she could make a run, he gripped her school uniform, pulling her closer.
While it might seem like an act of affection from afar, from close, it was clear that the man wasn't really happy with what Raynare told him.
"You're lying. I don't think you'd just take in a nun. And healed? How? A [Sacred Gear] again? You can either tell me or I ask my person of contact. I'd find out either way, although I should know it by now. You're not telling me everything." Raynare tried to fight back him but she knew that wouldn't work.
His own raw power and the person that looked over him would never let a potential like him go to waste. He would be excellent in fighting against Supernatural creatures. "Sorry. We have a ritual that would kill the person from who the [Sacred Gear] is extracted from. But the whole thing doesn't right with us."
Jonas rolled his jaw when he looked at them. "I guess. I mean, from what I have seen back in Africa. I think I have a pretty good idea of who you are, Raynare. That Deranged Fuck that left, Freed. He said something about Kokabiel. Who is that guy?" The three tensed up and Jonas had a pretty good idea that this was going down further south.
Mittelt told him to lean down. "We can't tell you. That guy is the one who is ruling us. Donasheek, the guy you knocked out and Freed with the other ones are following him. We're not fans of this either but we got little option than to continue." Jonas looked at her and tried to find any sort of deception or lie.
He has gotten used to it but saw they weren't lying. They understood the full consequences and with just this, they were already on thin ice. "So you guys need someone to get you three out of this mess? If that's what you guys want at least. Let me ask, is Kokabiel the end of it or is he just a big shot? Because that name does ring a bell." Raynare took a deep breath.
"He is what you call a big shot but he is not the end game like you call. Jonas. Can you perhaps help us?"
The former child soldier turned to his old friend and was sure to help her out. "I can do that but not just now. Those Devils are already watching me so I'm sorry but I can't help you guys right now." Turning to Donasheek, he began to think.
"Listen. Right now, getting you guys out of this won't work. When that idiot wakes up, tell him that you managed to scare me off with the threat that you three would kill me. For now, Raynare, try to be around Issei but don't kill him. He might be a perverted fuck but that's still no reason to murder someone. Meanwhile, when Asia comes around, you guys pick her up. I'm not liking this as much as you guys do but if the Devils are getting involved in this because they'll be in this mess in some way. If we can keep them out. The better if not. Well, Kokabiel might be a big shot but do you have any sort of clue which Devils are in this?"
Kalawarner spat on the ground. "The heiress of the noble families Sitri and Gremory. The little sisters of two Maou." The amount of poison and hate that the blue haired woman had was pretty high as Kalawarner spoke about the Devils. That not Jonas really minded that. He understood their hate. Hell, he had seen that multiple times.
"And those two Maou have a rep of being really into their little sisters. So if Kokabiel tries anything major, we'd be able to do something about that. But let me think in this plan. Pulling out now might attract attention. We're going along and then make our way out."
Kalawarner and Mittelt both gave their attention to Raynare who nodded. "Don't worry guys. This man has some crazy plans but that might work out. Only, Jonas. What do you want us to do now?" The man looked at them.
"Like I said, carry on. And try to throw some light spears at me when you chased me away." He turned on his heels. The Fallen Angels were reluctant to throw anything to him but he winked at them.
"Don't worry about it. I have survived far worse." They did out as he ordered and he (narrowly) avoided the attacks. Running away, he made his way out of the church. On the run, he started to think on he should save them. This was not going to be easy. They had to carry out their acts while still being involved in this.
But he had found her again. And that was something he would never let go.
Next day, Jonas was sitting on his desk. The events of the last night played through his head. He couldn't let Raynare or her friends die due to some idiotic piece of shit that would say they had to carry out those orders, no matter how vile they were. Not that they were more looking forward to it as he did. He still wondered if he should call his big sis or let the Devils out of this. When he started this, there was no going back.
A presence told him Sona was nearby. Lifting it out his earplugs, he looked into her eyes. He could see that she was not her usual self. No, this was really bad. Like his big sis having a period. Oh, God. Those days were the worst when she was around. Like seriously, is it that bad when your hormones play up. "What's up?" He asked in a casual tone, hoping that he was holding his voice back. Not that he really worried about it but still.
"Kerevechko? Can you tell me what you did last night?" Jonas looked back at her with his brown reddish eyes raising an eyebrow. "Morning Sona. And no, I don't see how does my evening concern you? As long I'm not dealing drugs or anything illegal, what I do in my free time, the school got nothing to say about it." Jonas shot back at her. See, that was one thing. The school could lay out regulations for what students could and couldn't do.
And Jonas was a lot and individualistic even more so most often a middle finger was the thing the school or any form of authority got when he was having problems with the rules. He had his ways of making his way out of stuff. He never had to bow his head towards any sort of thing. His own fucking life was the most important thing to him and no one had the goddamn right to even think about ordering him around.
"Jonas. I'm asking you one more time. What did you do last night?" Sona had hoped that her authority would get Jonas to talk to her. She wasn't really worried about him at all. It was only that after she heard that he was walking in the city in what possibly could be a Fallen Angel, she was on edge. As was Rias.
But because she was the one who kept Jonas on a leash so to speak, it came to her to get him to talk. Not that she did a good job on that one.
It took the man one second to get out his seat getting on his feet, hovering over her, which she had to say was a little bit intimidating and he glared at her. "Sona Shitori, what I do in my free time is my concern. You got no right to demand to tell me where I have been last night. And frankly, there are no school rules that should tell me where I have been last night." His glare and hers mixed up.
She was more of a cold one that tried to stare in his soul that would promise a lot to him while he was more defiant and a heat in his eyes that tried to show that he wouldn't let up.
"I have the right to ask you where you have been. I am your Student Council President." Sona said to him while Jonas just scoffed at her. "That gives you the right to listen to you in this school. outside, I'm free to do whatever I want. I'm old enough to know what I should and shouldn't do. And if you don't stop now, I'm not even thinking about doing your dirty work."
He slid back in his seat and moved his feet on the table. "Leave." He plugged his ears in and he began to listen again to his music. Knowing that Jonas wouldn't break against her, she left him. She turned back to him and sighed. "You should really watch where you're going. You don't know what you got yourself in."
Jonas shrugged on her. "I have been in Africa, I can handle myself." He said when he focused on his music. His sister proved to be unreachable so asking her was out. And the Devils would be even more reluctant to help them.
Maybe he should let Raynare kill Issei. Okay, that was not favorable but it would be one death and four lives saved. And still, he didn't doubt that either Sona or Rias would be watching over them. Rather Issei than himself who'd be on their beck and whim. But he wouldn't try to focus on them. Shit.
He didn't know what he was up against and what he would have to fight. But hey, that was normal for him.
He has been always been in this sort of fights. It wasn't the strongest person who would live through it. It would be the one who was the smartest one who won the fights.
Meanwhile, Sona was going back to the Student Council Room. She was not interested in burning the bridge that was her friendship or partnership as the better term with Jonas. He wouldn't listen to her but he would at least have some sort of respect for her. And that was something she didn't want to lose.
"And?" Seemed like Rias had left herself in. Sona made a mental note to change the locks. "He refused to say anything. After all, it's possible that Momo mistook Jonas for someone else." Rias smiled at her with a smug one.
One that Sona grew to fear and hate at the same time. When her friend had that one on her face, it often proved to be a huge headache for her. But she tried to hold herself together. "Sona, if Jonas is that defensive, wouldn't it just prove that he had something to hide?" Okay, that was good news. Rias still thought that Jonas would follow her.
"I don't think so. He had refused to tell something about him. At least, the stuff we know that he has been in Africa and that he has seen some sort of battle and has fighting experience. So Rias, again. For your own self-interest. Don't try to get your hands on him. Besides, weren't you after Hyoudou?" Rias shrugged on that.
"It doesn't hurt to have something extra. Jonas would be a great addition to any sort of peerage. Think about it. Having him under your comment." Sona was right, after all, this would be a headache. "You think you can keep him under your command. He would rather break free. And it wouldn't change anything if I would take him under me."
Rias perked up on that thought of her rival. "Oh no. You don't. I have staked a claim on him and I have the right of getting him as my servant." Sona shook her head, hoping that her rival would get the truth through her thick head.
"Rias. Again. Jonas is not a claim. And I hate to burst your bubble but I don't think you have any sort of sway on him. Have you ever seen him take a look at any women?"
"Yuuto hasn't looked at women in that way either."
"Your [Knight] and Jonas aren't really similar. You tell me one thing that would make Jonas and Kiba would agree on?"
That was a thing that Rias had to agree on. Jonas was different from the [Knight] she had under her wings. Still, it sucked that neither of them could lay a hand on Jonas. But no one at the school would know how much things would change.
Jonas had moved to the roof, looking over the city. 'I'll save you. I have lost enough in a lifetime.' He could hear the ruckus of the Perverted Trio catching a beating. He sighed when he saw Issei and his comrades running. That idiot would have no idea how much his life would change.
And if Jonas could guess, his life would make a whole turn as well.
Okay, I'm done. Twenty-two pages over quite a large span of time. I should get used to that. But I'm happy that I am done. This time words flowed out, a whole lot better. I liked this. Like with December, I have uploaded a few different works at the same time.
This one was done sooner and I want to write the other pieces. I do apologize for taking so long but the school has been a real major headache. I should leave the Division a bit in this summer. I'm also working but in June, I'm free. I'll try to write a bit more and I hope I'll be able to do so. This was a fun trip.
Again, I'm sorry about the rewrite but things just didn't work out for me. I hope that things work out. Now, I'm sorry but I got stuff to look up and stuff to write out. One down, two more to go. Hope to see you guys soon.
Saluut.