Chapter 40: The Holy Swords Arrival

The following morning...

Wesker was walking up to the school with Sona by his side, both of which were followed close behind by Tsubaki. They were quiet, for Wesker knew it would be improper to bring up his confrontation with Kiba the previous night, and his attention was refocused when he saw two girls by the entrance of the school; specifically two girls in white hooded robes, making him narrow his gaze. The fact that one of them had a sword wrapped in a white cloth on her back made him glare,

"The Holy Sword..." he murmured, getting Sona and Tsubakis' attentions. Both of them follow his gaze, and saw the sword for themselves.

A few hours later, most of the ORC, save for Kiba, Wesker and Akeno, were gathered in the now spick and span clubhouse, all waiting for the forementioneds' return. Soon enough, Akeno returned, with Wesker, Sona and Tsubaki in tow.

"Wesker, not that I'm complaining, but why did you bring your girlfriend here?" Asked Damon, trying to discreetly roll a blunt with little success.

"Keep quiet Damon, we have something urgent to discuss with Rias," said Wesker, allowing Sona to walk forward.

"Thank you Wesker. Rias, would you mind coming to my house right away, please?" She held her arms out by her sides, "This is not something you would want to discusss in front of a lot of people, trust me."

"You make it sound like it's complicated," said Rias.

"It is. Very complicated," confirmed Sona.

Several more hours later, school ended, and everyone began to head home,

"No doubt, Sona is speaking with Rias about the two girls we saw from before," said Wesker.

"Were they hot?" Asked Issei with a grin, earning a glare,

"They were from the church, idiot. What's worse is that one of them was visibly carrying a Holy Sword." All eyes turned to Wesker,

"You mean we basically got two priestesses in town, armed with the most deadly of devil slaying shit, and you didn't say anything to us?!" Shouted Calvin, who had a hand placed on his shoulder from Katrina.

"I'm certain there is a good reason," said Katrina. Damon scoffed,

"Yeah, and it's called 'his dick in Sonas mouth' I bet. Which reminds me!" He turned to his friends as they all stopped at the crosswalk. "Which one of you motherfuckers gave me head on the last night of training camp?!" Eyes shot to each other in confusion, and Koneko quickly crossed the street without a word, a scarlet flush filling her cheeks. Adrian noticed this, and made a gesture to Damon.

"Do you think...?" Damon looked at the fleeing Koneko, and turned to Adrian,

"I'm a bit old for her, don't you think?" He then turned away from his friends, "One of you gave me head, and I will figure out who!" He then walked away, hands in his pockets.

Once again, all were home in bed, with Asia and Adrian seated on the edge of his bed, waiting for Rias to return, and sure enough, the crimson haired she-devil returned.

"Just got back from Sonas'," she said, "and I'm afraid some trouble is heading our way."

"What's the problem?" Asked Adrian.

"We've got two members of the church planning to visit us after school tomorrow."

"And I'm guessing they aren't going to talk about their lord and savior, are they?"

"I don'f know what they could possibly want. But if they actually want to speak with us devils, it can't be good."

The following day came all too quickly, and the ORC were piled on one side of the room while the two white robed girls sat on the opposite couch.

"Thank you for agreeing to speak with us today," said the blue haired girl. "My name is Xenovia."

"And I'm Irina Shidou!" Said the stawberry blonde excitedly.

"It's fascinating to me why followers of God would want to meet with a devil," said Rias.

"It does seem random," agreed Irina, "but hear us out. There are six Holy Swords we can account for. Three of which are still with the church, but the other three have been stolen by fallen angels." The ORC gasped,

"Three Holy Swords...in the hands of the fallen?" Wesker murmured. Xenovia lifted the wrapped sword off her back, showing it to the ORC,

"These are from the ones we have left, made from the sword of Excalibur. Mine is the Sword of Destruction." Irina then lifted the sleeve, revealing a light pink armband with a lace trim,

"And mine is the Holy Sword of Mimicry!" Damon looked closely at Irinas' Holy Sword...then closer...and closer...until his face was completely pressed against the side of her arm.

"Damon, what the fuck are you doing now?" Asked Calvin, bringing a palm to his own face. Damon looked away from Irinas' armband, looking to Calvin, then back to the armband, and finally looked up into a very uncomfortable Irinas' eyes.

"That's not a sword. That is an armband." The entire room comically fell over, instantly rising back up to glare at the green coat clad nitwit.

"Well of course it looks like an armband! It's easier than carrying a sword around all the time!" Adrian nodded in understanding, and then he finally realized something about Damon.

"Dude, why aren't you wearing pants?" All eyes went to Damons lower half, and to everyones shock, his pants were in fact missing, replaced with a black speedo, the words I Heart Suk Me written in big words on the front.

"Huh. I must have lost them when I picked up my weed." He saw Irina and Xenovia glaring at him as they tried to pray, repenting for looking at him. "Or shall I say The Devils Lettuce!" He finished his sentence with an evil laugh, backtracking towards his classmates, who were unable to look at him out of embarrassment. He quickly leaned toward Adrian, "I'm also trying to make the two religious bitches leave sooner!" He said in a loud whisper. Wesker polished his sunglasses while he stepped forward.

"I believe we are straying futher and further off track," he stated, placing his sunglasses back on his face. "You didn't come here to present your swords or admire Damon. You came to inform us of the stolen swords, so just tell us what you want with us."

"Stay completely out of it!" Said Xenovia, "This is between us and the fallen angels. To make it simple, we don't want the devils of this town intervening."

"Were you concerned we would try to side with the fallen angels?" Asked Wesker.

"The Holy Sword is a detestable thing for devils. Wouldn't it make more sense to side with them?" Asked Xenovia, forcing Weskers eyes to glow red, his rage building. "And if that were true, we would have no choice but to annihilate you...even if your master is the Great Devils sister." Wesker let his rage subside, and continued.

"If you already know my master for who she truly is, then you should know she would not do anything, especially siding with the fallen, to besmirch the House of Gremory name. None of the persons in this room would. Not Adrian, Calvin, Katrina, Damon, Akeno, Koneko, Issei, Asia, and especially not Rias. As for me personally..." he leaned down, his expression deathly serious, "...I used to be a fallen angel...I've seen and done things that no one, including myself, would ever forgive...and there is nothing...NOTHING...that would make me go back to them." Xenovia smirked,

"It's enough for me just to be able to hear that," she said. "I was only relaying the thoughts of headquarters."

"Uh huh, sure," said Damon, crossing his arms.

"I hope you understand that we won't be providing aide to your side either," said Rias, "that we promise you." The two holy women rose to their feet,

"We won't take up anymore of your time," said Xenovia.

"Hey, want something to drink before you go?" Asked Damon, "Maybe some tea? Coffee? A bottle piss labeled 'lemonade?'"

"No thank you. We didn't come here to make friends with devils. We'll let ourselves out." Damon muttered a curse under his breath as the two white robed girls headed for the door, until Xenovia casted a glance to Asia, making herself stop. "I was wondering if our visit with the devils would lead us to you. Aren't you Asia Argento?" Asia stammered,

"Uh, yes?" Xenovia narrowed her gaze,

"It would only make sense that we would run into a witch in a place like this." Asias' eyes widened, and Adrian went on the defensive, keeping her behind himself.

"Oh my goodness it is you!" Irina stated, "You're the former saint who became a witch!" She then smiled, "I heard you have the power to heal fallen angels and devils. You must be really strong!" The compliment went unnoticed as Adrian stepped forward,

"She is no witch, and she has the power to heal anything with a heartbeat, not just fallen angels and devils. If you had been there that day, or hear her side of the story, perhaps you would understand." Xenovia ignored him and his statement, and continued to verbally assault Asia.

"Do you still believe in our God, Asia?"

"What does that have to do with-?" Adrian stopped when Asia gripped his hand, and stepped forward.

"I do," she stated, showing a defiance he had only seen twice before; once when she defended him from Sellzen, and again when she slapped Riser.

"Then you should allow us to execute you right this instant." The entire room was stunned by Xenovias' words.

"Okay I know you didn't just tell Asia to kill herself!" Shouted Calvin.

"If she wishes to cleanse her soul of her sins, then this is how-"

"Bullshit!" Shouted Adrian. "If you have the nerve to call Asia a sinner just for helping someone in need then you're in the wrong! Not her!" Adrians' Sacred Gear was summoned, encasing him in his Balance Breaker armor, "And if you hurt her I will destroy you!!" Adrians' full volume bellow made Xenovia and Irina step back in fear, but quickly regained their composure.

"Calvin, Issei," Wesker removed his glasses revealing a glare, "Would you two mind escorting these two ladies from the church off the campus, before Miss Xenovia gets hurt?" Xenovia took a step back towards Adrian, almost touching her nose to his dragon skull helmet, sporting a cocky grin,

"Hurt? By whom?" Weskers' already stern face hardened,

"By me." Xenovia looked to him surprised, and realized that all but Rias was ready to jump at the oppourtunity to fight.

"All of you? All of you would be willing to fight the entire church? Bold words for a rag tag group of devils."

"I'd be willing." All eyes turned to the doorway, revealing Kiba leaning against the frame.

"Who are you?" Demanded Xenovia.

"Your superior. Nice to meet you," he said, no humor or smiles to be shown from him.