AN: There has been a good response so far which I appreciate, I have also taken on board some of the comments and suggestions made and have decided to give Sona more of a role than she had in the original.
The story will be quite expansive with both the Greek and Norse Pantheons being included. The Norse will follow the theme of a mixture between Marvel and Highschool DxD and the Greek Pantheon will be mostly based off of Percy Jackson with bits and pieces of Highschool DxD included, why because I think it will be a good fit and wit will help with the world building I am hoping to do in this so that it doesn't just focus on the biblical factions like many Highschool DxD crossovers do. so yeah I have some interesting things planned so keep on reading, and keep on sending me ideas if you think they would be good to incorporate into the story, as I am open to suggestions.
Anyway I have made some additions to the original with this chapter, some may surprise you.
Hope you enjoy the chapter.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Chapter 2
It was late evening and Harry was walking down a quiet road in the cool summer's night air. It was surprisingly cold for a summer night. The weather most summer days and nights for Britain had recently been on the warmer side of things so the fact that it was cold right now was rather strange. Suddenly, Harry's casual walk came to a stop as his instincts suddenly screamed at him to move. Acting on his instincts Harry jumped backwards, just in time it appeared as a blackish red orb exploded right in front of him.
"Aw I missed," A feminine voice suddenly spoke out in disappointment. Harry turned as he heard the voice, but as he looked for the source he could only see a dark silhouette standing in the shadows of a nearby building. "No matter. Humans are always tastier when they're alive and squirming anyways."
"Who are you?" Harry demanded a frown on his face as he prepared himself for a fight, whilst at the same time trying not to show how unnerved he was by her words. Was she a vampire? But he'd never seen a vampire use the magic she had just used...
The owner of the voice slowly came into view and Harry's eyes widened as he took in the sight. Her upper body was human, and obviously female, with large breasts uncovered by any upper body wear. The one strange thing on her upper half were her two solid red eyes that both unnerved, and internally enraged him, more than even Voldemort's eyes ever had. However, her lower half was anything but human, looking almost spider-like and grotesque, as well as also looking very disproportionate compared with the rest of her body.
"Oh forgive my manners," The foul creature before her giggled. "My name is Lanis. Not that it will mean much to you. After all, the dead have very little worries."
"What are you and why are you after me?" Harry asked seriously as he slowly backed up, being careful to make no sudden moves which might cause the creature before him to attack. Hopefully, his questions would let him have an idea as to who had sent her as well as also giving him space to draw his wand. "What did I ever do to you?"
"Oh why nothing of course," Lanis said with a deranged giggle. "You see, even though I'm a mid-class stray devil, I'm still hunted. This is why I need more power so I can survive if any of my hunters catch up with me. I felt your power all the way in the south of France as I was munching on some stupid humans and came here as soon as I could. After all with your power I could defeat even the Four Great Satans and best of all you haven't even awakened it yet." As she said this her crimson eyes glowed and she smiled a deranged smile her teeth sharpening into fangs. "Now hold still while I eat you little human!"
With that explanation Lanis opened her mouth extremely wide and approached Harry, who cursed as he couldn't find his wand. He probably left it at home, too lost in his thoughts to notice. As she got closer Harry began to panic slightly, desperately trying to think of a way to fight back.
As if in answer, he felt a warm feeling welling up inside of his chest. The feeling grew larger and hotter as Lanis got closer until it felt like his insides were on fire. All of a sudden a large booming sound resounded through the area even as a bright light filled Harry's vision, blinding him temporarily.
Suddenly, he realized that Lanis was screaming.
"NO, WHAT IS THIS LIGHT?!" The agony as she screamed was clear in her voice and he could hear a strange sound in the background. "NO, WAIT, STOP! HELP ME! SOMEONE PLEASE NOOO!"
The light cleared away and in Lanis place stood a greyish statue of her. It took Harry only a second to realize what had happened. He had somehow turned her to stone. Accidental magic, maybe?
Suddenly, the wind blew and the statue started to crack, before it quickly crumbled away revealing that she was not turned to stone like he had first thought, but instead to ash. The light had turned that Lanis creature that had attacked him into ash.
A few years back Harry would probably be upset that he had killed someone, but the reality of the war with Voldemort followed by hunting his supporters afterwards had dulled him to the shock that came with killing someone. It happened and while he would prefer another way, he wouldn't risk one of his friend's dying just because it made him queasy. He'd already lost enough as it was.
And considering this Lanis thing was trying to kill/eat him, he wasn't sorry to see her gone. A steady clapping cut through Harry's disbelief at what had happened. Harry turned to see a lean, dark haired man dressed in shorts and strangely enough a Hawaiian t-shirt?
"Now that was an impressive light show," the man whistled mockingly. "But I take it that's your first time doing something like that, am I right? Don't feel too bad, she was only a stray devil. She's killed hundreds before you she was basically no better than a monster."
"Alright, so who are you then?" Harry asked rapidly looking for an escape route. For some reason, he sensed that whoever this was, he was not friendly and Harry once again cursed himself leaving his wand behind like a fool.
"Ah my apologies, my name is Rahab," The man introduced himself with a bow the man's long dark hair falling into his eyes as he said so. "I am a Fallen Angel."
With those words said a pair of feathery black wings erupted out of his back in a burst of dark feathers and dim looking red spear made of what appeared to be pure light appeared in his hands.
"Now this is nothing personal, but a power like that could be a serious threat to us Fallen Angels so… well you are going to have to die," The man said casually as he walked toward Harry with a slight strut, summoning another spear of red light in his other hand as he did so. "So don't take this personally if you want to blame someone. Blame the god who gave this powe-AAGH!"
Rahab had been interrupted by something; to be specific, several something's which happened to be a half dozen bright spears which were made of white light that suddenly struck the Fallen Angel, and were left protruding through his chest.
A woman with luxurious curly blonde hair and an incredibly sexy and voluptuous figure wearing modest robes of purest white and the most glorious silver wings that Harry had ever seen. She had in all five sets of wings compared to the man's single set and somehow Harry knew that that made her much more powerful than the man in the Hawaiian shirt before him. She was the most beautiful female Harry had ever seen and Harry couldn't help having a certain 'reaction' while looking at her he was a man after all. She was floating above Harry and to his right, giving Harry a good look up her dress, causing him to blush and look away.
"You have no idea how ironic that statement is," The beautiful blond woman deadpanned as she looked at the other man like he less than a cockroach, the look of distain on her face not taking away from her unnatural allure.
"What the hell?" Rahab gasped through blood that was pour out of his mouth caused by the spears of light that had punctured his lungs. "The Archangel Gabriel, what the fuck do you want with a filthy human like him?"
"Don't forget me." Another voice spoke up.
As he heard the soft melodious voice Harry turned toward its source and saw a handsome yet slightly effeminate looking man with long blonde hair and green eyes standing not far behind the Fallen Angel. Unlike the woman beside him, he had twelve glowing golden coloured wings growing from his back and spread out behind him.
"Damn it, Michael too," Rahab gasped through wheezing breaths as he collapsed to his knee. "What could be so special about him that you two would come for him personally?"
"Just die, Fallen Angel scum," Gabriel responded coldly.
With that Rahab dropped downwards onto his chest as Gabriel's spears vanished, his body disintegrating into nothing just as it hit the ground. After the rapid defeat of Rahab, the two other Angels landed in front of Harry gently and approached him cautiously. Harry tensed as they approached but the man named Michael held his hands up in a peaceful manner.
"Now I know you're not exactly trusting at the moment after having nearly been killed twice but please trust me when I say that we wish to help you," Michael said in a soothing tone, his hands held up in a peaceful and placating manner.
"Yes please," Gabriel interjected with a hint of desperation in her tone as she gazed at Harry almost pleadingly. "Let us help you, you're in terrible danger as long as you remain like this and by letting us help you, you'll be helping us as well."
With the night Harry had had so far he knew this was a bad idea. But something in the back of his mind told him that he could trust the two people in front of him implicitly. Harry had always followed his instincts and this was going to be no different.
"How can I help you?" Harry asked warily he might somewhat trust these people, but he was still preparing to bolt just in case these two individuals before him proved hostile. "Because from what I can see you seem to be doing pretty well by yourselves."
"Well, the thing is you're kind of sort of well…um…,"Michael trailed off, seemingly unsure how to explain what he wanted to say.
"You're God's successor" Gabriel said bluntly with a slightly exasperated sigh, after seeing that Michael wasn't going to say anything anytime soon.
As Harry heard that he froze for a moment before speaking. "God's... successor?"
"Well I suppose technically speaking, you're God or more like God's reincarnation," explained Michael hurriedly hoping to explain the situation before Harry jumped to the wrong conclusion. "For you see, He foresaw his own death, He knew he was going to die so He created a fall-back. His plan was that He would reincarnate himself as a normal human and regain His memories once three certain objects he created were reunited. A wand, a stone and-"
"A cloak," finished Harry blankly. His mind racing as he tried to counter their arguments but couldn't find any, despite how absurd the story sounded as he thought back on what had been happening to him recently. It was obvious now that he thought about it he did vaguely recall from his days in Sunday school bits about the bible, so he knew that the two beings in front of him were not only Angels but were most probably two of the most famous Angels in Christianity.
Though the fact the fact that Gabriel, the second most famous Angel after Michael, was really a woman was amusing for some reason, when he had heard the stories in the bible he had always assumed Gabriel was a man, turns out he was wrong.
Moreover, something deep inside Harry told him that they weren't lying. It was as if a question he had long wanted answered was finally... well, answered. A question he didn't even know he had.
But still...
"So... I'm God," Harry said blankly running his hand through his messy black hair as he did so. At his words they both nodded hesitantly. "The Big Man, you know the whole 'parting the red sea and killing the firstborn son of every Egyptian' that God?"
Again both Angels nodded and Harry smiled before speaking with a slight chuckle. "I see." He said nodding sagely before almost comically falling backwards as he fainted.
"Hmm, I have to say he took the news much better than I had expected him to," said Michael with a nervous laugh as he looked down at his reincarnated Father as he lay face up on the ground.
"Indeed I thought he would either attack us or try to run or something," Gabriel agreed happily all of hr previous frostiness having disappeared with the death of the Fallen Angel who had threatened Harry, before she suddenly let out a slight squeal. "Oh, I'm just so happy! Dad's back!"
Michael rolled his eyes but also smiled happily his eyes twinkling slightly in joy. "Well come on then, let's take him back home," Michael ordered quickly. "We want to get him somewhere safe were no-one else can listen in or interrupt as he gets his memories back and accustomed to his new form."
Nodding joyfully Gabriel lifted the human God off of the ground and opened up a swirling golden portal, bordered on its edge by intricate gold script. She waited for a second looking at the person in her arms before she went inside the portal with her precious cargo.
Michael stayed behind and narrowed his eyes at the seemingly empty street. Nodding to himself as he saw that there had been no witnesses; he turned around and entered the portal. The portal hovered for a second before closing, leaving no trace of the three having ever occupied the street, other than the quickly dispersing ash that had once been a Fallen Angel and a Stray Devil.
( - )
(The Throne Room of God, Heaven)
One hour later
Harry awoke to find himself in a comfortable sitting position. Now Harry didn't really make it a habit to sleep while sitting up straight, or to sleep while sitting at all for that matter, therefore he knew that something was off. He did after all have many talents but this unfortunately was not one of them, and yet here he was awakening from a heavy sleep while sitting up straight.
As Harry woke up he blinked and cleared his eyes of sleep, only to find himself sat on a beautiful and intricately crafted golden throne with some sort of white fire burning near the back. Harry widened his eyes as he took this in and leapt off of the throne and onto the marble dais it was sat on, the moment he did this however he instantly felt weaker for some reason. Turning back to the throne he studied it before remembering what the two Angels he had met had told him and what that meant this throne was.
"This is so not happening," Harry denied, even as he reached a hand out and touched the throne feeling the warmth it seemed to emanate, confirming its existence. "This cannot be happening, all of that was just a dream, yeah just a dream and I'll wake up any second now, any second." He continued as he let go of the throne and closed his eyes, hoping that he would just wake up back in Potter Manor.
"This isn't a dream." A familiar voice spoke up from behind him.
Turning quickly Harry looked around to see both Michael and Gabriel standing there several metres behind him with sad smiles on their faces. "Neither of you could possibly be real," Harry continued to deny, not wanting to accept the truth despite it being literally stood in front of him now.
"I'm afraid it is," Michael replied sadly, his compassionate side seemingly understanding Harry's plight. "We are Archangels of Heaven and you are God, and yes before you ask as in God from the Bible."
"That's absurd and impossible," Harry denied again even as he felt the truth of Michael's words resonate in his soul. "If you are one of George's pranks then very funny, you can stop this all now."
"We can prove that this is real," Gabriel assured with confidence even as she took a tentative step towards him.
"How?" Harry asked cautiously, still desperately trying to convince himself that this was some sort of joke.
"Just sit on the throne, focus and listen," Gabriel instructed gently a soft smile on her face. "You'll be able to hear their prayers if you do."
With a slight frown Harry reluctantly complied, sitting on the throne and closing his eyes. After focusing for a few seconds, he could suddenly hear them, he could hear millions if not billions of voices whispering in his mind, all asking and requesting various things all across the world. Their voices were never ending, echoing loudly in his head, getting his attention and proving once and for all that what the Angels told him was true. Harry clutched his head in pain hoping the voices would stop and suddenly they did. He knew they were still there, somewhere in the background of his mind but it was like he put them on mute for the moment.
'There are this many people who pray to god?' Harry wondered to himself in awe. 'There are so many... and yet so many ask for such petty things. It's pathetic. I just wish I could hear at least one person, one person who truly deserves help.'
Suddenly, as if in answer to Harry's unspoken wish the voices vanished, all except for one.
"Thank you God for everything you have given me and I know that this is just a test of my faith. But I promise that I will be faithful and perhaps someday you will forgive me of my sins. Amen." A young female voice echoed with a mix of sadness and yet utmost devotion.
"Who was that?" Harry asked out loud, getting the two Angels' attention. "I wish I could see what she looked like."
Again as if by magic Harry's powers responded to his wishes creating a misty white portal which showed the image young a girl around fifteen or sixteen years of age with long golden blonde hair and green eyes. Her hair flowed all the way down to her back, with split bangs over her forehead and a single golden strand sticking out from the top, sloping backwards. Her main attire consisted of a dark teal nun outfit with light blue accents; a white veil was worn on her head, the veil half covering her face, a brown satchel was also slung on her right hip, and she also wore brown boots with black straps shaped in an X-shaped pattern. And finally to finish her ensemble off she wore a simple silver crucifix around her neck.
Michael shifted nervously as he saw the image and Harry's reaction to her prayer.
"So who is she?" Harry asked once more having noted Michael's slight nervousness. It somewhat reminded him of Ron whenever he got caught doing something he shouldn't have by Hermione.
"That's Asia Argento, my lord. She wields the Sacred Gear known as Twilight Healing," Gabriel explained promptly once she saw Michael was not going to answer. "She was a faithful nun but was expelled from the church after she healed a devil with her sacred Gear."
"Wait, first, three things." Harry interjected with a frown. "First, you said I was God's reincarnation and I'm getting my powers and memories back thanks to the Deathly Hallows, right? What would have happened if I never united them? Second, what's a Sacred Gear? Third, why did she heal a devil? Was she defecting or something?"
"For your first question," Michael said calmly. "The Hallows would have found their way to you one way or another. You were born into Ignotus' line, assuring that you would eventually get the cloak. You were purposefully born into his line because the cloak would keep you alive long enough to receive the others. The Hallows themselves are a part of you and would have found their ways to you one way or another. Even if you hadn't known what they were."
"But what if someone else had united them before me?" Harry asked insistently. Maybe this was all a mistake and someone else was God?
"Then nothing would have happened," Gabriel said, crushing his hopes. "The Hallows gave some power, which was diluted as time passed, but only in your hands would they have reacted as they were meant. If you weren't God then sitting in that chair would kill you instantly."
Harry sighed at that. He had hoped that it had been a mistake and someone else was really God but it seemed like a fool's hope. Though that last part made him eye the throne a bit warily, he decided to continue on with her questioning. "Right, so what are Sacred Gears then?"
"Well, Sacred Gears are part of your system to enact miracles on Earth," Michael continued. "They each have unique abilities and come in different types and categories, only humans or human hybrids are born with Sacred Gears. Angels and Devils can obtain them though by resurrecting a human or human hybrid as one of their own." Gabriel paused in thought before continuing. "Though I have heard that the Fallen Angels have devised their own ceremony that can extract Sacred Gears, though it is apparently at the cost of the owners' life."
"As for Asia," Michael started nervously. "Well no she wasn't defecting. Far from it, she's extremely devoted to God, well to you," Michael gulped as he saw Harry raise an eyebrow at him, as if sensing where this was going. "But we had to expel her. We didn't want news of what she had done to compromise people's faith, so I was forced to expel her in order to keep the people's faith."
Harry grit his teeth at that and glared at Michael with a steely, causing said Angel to quail slightly. "We're going to have a talk about this later." Harry said with a frown feeling a welling sense of natural authority and power welling in him as he spoke, which caused Michael to gulp before Harry turned to Gabriel. "So if I'm God, what now? Cause I really would like to get to help this Asia girl."
The two Archangels looked at each other and nodded.
"Well first close your eyes and brace yourself," Gabriel instructed. "We'll release the memories into you, after that Gods power should sort itself out."
A few seconds ticked by and suddenly Harry was suddenly seized by a massive headache: thoughts, concepts all flowed into his mind; Sacred Gears, Angels, Devils, Fallen Angels, Youkai, Dragon Gods, Pantheons and many other things kept coming.
It was a strange feeling, knowing what or rather who he was now. He was Harry Potter but at the same time he was God, he was one of the original existences. He was brought into being at the very beginning of creation, alongside three other primordial entities. The Great Red who took the form of a great red dragon and was the primordial god of Fate and Time. As well as Ophis the Ouroboros Dragon and the primordial god of Infinity and the Void, who usually took the form of a large black serpentine dragon. And also Trihexa also known the Apocalyptic Beast, the primordial god of Chaos and Destruction who took the form of a large beast made up of numerous different animals a true abomination. And then finally him Harry, or Yahweh as he had been known as the primordial god of Creation and Existence, the youngest and weakest of the four original existences, and the one who had taken the form of what is now known as a phoenix.
Alongside these world shaking memories, many others flowed into him of a life he had and at the same time had not lived. It got really confusing as his short human life merged with his long former life, merging the two together as the power an knowledge of a being beyond human comprehension merged with his human counterpart, beginning to overwhelm him. The pain was such that he almost gave in.
But the will that led Harry through darkness and back into the light still burned within him. He steeled his will and gritted his teeth taking the pain, unwilling to succumb. He was Harry Potter as well as Yahweh, he was no either one he was both, and he was not about to bend to some memories from hundreds of years ago and let it erase his life as Harry Potter. If the memories of the war against Voldemort didn't break him then this wouldn't either.
Once the headache passed, Harry took a deep breath as he focused back on the matter at hand. He could sense that Asia the girl who had just preyed to him was in danger and he needed to get to her soon.
"Alright so, how do I do stuff?" Harry asked impatiently as his head continued to throb painfully and his body burned. "Those memories didn't exactly come with a 'How To' guide."
"Well in theory you just need to focus on what you want to do and you should be able to do it," Gabriel explained unsurely. "There are limitations, of course, because if every God out there was omnipotent then there probably wouldn't be a universe around right about now. But be careful or you could end up hurting people unintentionally." Gabriel continued as she explained what little she knew of God and his power and his limits, knowing that he was not like most divine beings.
"Alright so, just focus on what I want to do, but also watch my limits because I'm extremely powerful but not all-powerful, but be careful so I don't hurt anyone, got it," Harry responded before he focused for moment on what he wanted.
There was suddenly a bright flash of golden light which was quickly followed by a loud cashing sound as Michael was smacked on the head by a large grand piano.
"Ouch," exclaimed Michael, rubbing his head.
"Before you say anything I meant to do that, consider that part of your punishment for Asia." An amused Harry explained before he fixed Michael with a glare which silenced any complaints he might have had about the odd punishment. "Also, looking back on Go- my memories, I think I need to revamp the System. We're going to institute a three strikes system before Angels can fall and they can only earn a strike if do something really bad, like Murder or something along those lines otherwise they get a lesser punishment." Harry ordered thoughtfully as the two Angels nodded, thinking back on some of Go-his previous rules and thinking them a bit too harsh. "Oh and do away with that stupid purification ritual thing. It's voyeuristic and creepy as hell. Also, as long the Angels get married beforehand then they can have sex with their husband or wife with no punishment, I mean damn I was such a dick for making that rule. So yeah, make it so."
With those last orders Harry vanished in a golden flash of light to save one of his faithful.
….. god, that was weird to even think about.
( - )
(Abandoned church, Kuoh Town)
Harry arrived in Japan almost instantly in a flash of light. The second he appeared he instantly hid his power signature, not wanting to attract the attention of the devils here just yet. Even with the memories of God helping, he was nowhere near as strong as God was before his death, and God was incredibly powerful. He needed to practice and sort of get back into the groove of things, he was sure wielding infinite power would be like riding a bike.
Turning his mind back on his wayward lamb, he decided that he'd better find Asia fast before something bad happened to her. He wandered about the city for a little while asking people if they had seen Asia. He even conjured up a picture of her using his new powers. So far he'd unfortunately been met with little success.
Ever since he arrived he had kept practicing with his newfound powers and he had found that wizard magic was like a simple parlour trick to him now. He could even change his appearance, regardless of the fact that he was never a Metamorphmagus before, but he supposed that came with the territory of being God.
Realizing that he was getting attention, Harry decided to put his new ability to good use. He walked into an alleyway and turned into an eighteen year old version of himself only without glasses and dressed in a smart white shirt, black suit trousers and a black waistcoat. People were less likely to question a teen walking around town than they were an adult for some reason. Whatever the reason, it helped him right now and so he continued his search.
Eventually he got feeling tugging him towards an old abandoned church and ran toward it as quickly as he could. As he ran he decided to randomly create a magic shotgun in his hands in the hopes of keeping a low profile, though he did hope he wasn't going to be too late. Damn his saving people thing.
( - )
The Fallen Angels and Exorcists were in the abandoned Church, and all of them were gathered around the ritual circle that would remove the Sacred Gear, Twilight Healing, from the excommunicated nun Asia. Raynare simply grinned in anticipation as she waited for the ritual to take place, looking up at she did with only a slight twinge of guilt as she looked at the nun who was tied to a crucifix, but she was quickly shaken from her thoughts by...gunshots?
Suddenly, the room shook from what sounded like a thunderclap or an explosion. The Exorcists were losing their cool and even the tied up Asia was wondering what was going on.
Suddenly the door exploded off of its hinges after being kicked in by a black haired, green eyed westerner who was holding a...shotgun of all things? "You know how they say a Church is a house of God?" the westerner asked with a British accent. "Well I have just one thing to say to all of you."
He promptly cocked the shotgun as he stopped hiding his power signature, letting the sole Fallen Angel in the room instantly know who he was.
"GET OFF MY PROPERTY!" Harry yelled as he began to shoot the Stray Exorcists, blasts of golden light erupting from the muzzle of his shotgun as he fired, turning the Exorcists it hit to dust.
Raynare was frightened; hell, most of Exorcists were crapping themselves in terror as they felt the power rolling off of the man before them. She knew who she was staring down and knew she didn't have a prayer of a chance against him. The aura of sheer power and holiness he was putting out was unmistakable. The last time she'd felt it had been before her Fall, when she had been in the presence of the Holy Father. She'd never forget that feeling.
To their credit not all of the Exorcists ran away in fear, some had attempted to fight but had been blown away by the shotgun which fired bursts of golden light instead of bullets. Not that this made it any less lethal to anyone unlucky enough to be caught in the way as they were atomised by the heat and intensity of the light. Raynare remained paralyzed with fear as all this was happening, hoping beyond hope that He was feeling merciful as she fell to her knees.
Freed Sellzen a white haired, red eyed Exorcist had decided to simply abscond the moment the man arrived. He may be crazy but he wasn't stupid enough to fight such a clearly overwhelmingly powerful enemy, so with that in mind he had decided to run as far as he could and as fast as he could. Whoever it was clearly outmatched everyone here, tossing them around like rag dolls. This guy had to be either a really powerful Exorcist with a Sacred Gear or maybe a really high ranking Angel. Either way, Freed was not sticking around to find out and he promptly jumped through a window, smashing it in the process.
When all of her Exorcist subordinates having been dealt with either being killed or having fled, along with her fellow Fallen Angels having also flown off after they had felt Harry's power. Harry approached the kneeling Raynare, who looked as if she almost ready to wet herself in fear. She could not move nor run away, Raynare's own fear preventing it.
As for Harry, he was about to kill her as well when he paused as he met her eyes. Memories from his pervious life as God entering his mind, memories of creating this very woman out of love and the pain her Fall caused him. Looking into her mind now, Harry saw that she had Fallen out of love. Love for a man that would never love her back. He could sense the regret in her spirit and the small part of her that longed to embrace him, her Father, again.
Could he really condemn her for simply making the mistake of loving the wrong person? Sure, she had done terrible things but then so had people like Severus Snape and he'd been absolved in the end, hadn't he?
The part of him that was still Harry felt pity for the little girl before him and so he changed his mind about killing her, if only in memory of whom she once was and what she could once more be.
Still, she needed to be punished to drive the lesson home.
"Now as for you," Harry declared in a booming voice as he projected. "I strip you of your wings; I punish you to live as one of the humans you've tormented until such time as I deem you worthy of your regaining your wings once more."
With that declaration a burst of pain exploded from Raynare's back as she looked back and saw as her precious wings vanished into nothingness. She quickly found herself forced back into her Yuuma Amano disguise once more as the divine light of God was ripped from her body.
Her Fallen Angel powers were gone as well; no light spears, no super human strength, no nothing. She was nothing more than a normal human girl now. And yet... a part of her felt relieved for some reason. At least this way maybe she can regain redemption?
After dealing with and punishing Raynare, Harry turned to the tied up Asia who was looking at him with wonder and tears in her eyes. "Is it really you, Father? Have you come to answer my prayers?"
Harry's eyes softened as he looked upon the girl who, over all the people in the world, did not deserve to suffer as she had and yet never lost her faith. If everyone in the world were as pure as she was, maybe people like Voldemort would never exist and maybe there wouldn't be any hate and war in the world.
"Indeed it is, my daughter," and wasn't it weird to call a girl who was technically maybe ten years younger than him his daughter! "Despite all you have suffered, all you have gone through, you have never lost faith. For that alone, you deserve my personal presence in your rescue."
Asia had been quickly untied and was kneeling before him, looking down humbly. "I-I did only as any good believer would do, Father. I'm nothing special and I-I," tears came to Asia' eyes as she remembered her excommunication from the Church. "I sinned in healing that Devil."
"No," Harry said firmly as he heard her self-condemnation. "Go-MY faith is based upon salvation and mercy. To all and not just those who are Christian. In truth, you are perhaps one of my truest and most faithful followers, maybe even above some of my Angels."
Asia was shocked at his words and tried to humbly deny it. "F-Father..."
"And for that," Harry gently kneeled till he was at Asia's level, "I bless you as one of my True Holy Maidens as I haven't done since Holy Maria herself. May all those who gaze upon you know you walk with my grace and my favour. One of the few humans who can stand as an equal to one of my Archangels."
With that, Harry laid a gentle kiss on her brow, infusing her with his holy energies and doing as he said. Now Asia would be capable of miracles beyond just her Sacred Gear as long as she maintained her faith. Her prayers would heavily damage Devils even if they weren't made for them specifically and she would be shielded from everything but the most Dark or powerful of attacks by the Holy Spirit itself.
As for Asia, she felt like crying in joy as she felt her God's Favour descend upon her. It was everything the priests at the church said it was and so much more. She could feel his Love and Mercy cover her like a veil and she knew now that she could walk into Hell itself and He would still be with her.
Harry froze as he felt three Devil signatures approaching and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Three Devils approach for some reason. It seems as if my rescue of you has not gone undetected and they wish to take advantage."
Asia looked up in confusion before an idea came to her. "Can you tell me who it is that approaches, my Lord?"
Harry wanted to tell her just to call him Harry but decided that would be for another day, besides it was expected of him to have some formality now. "Their names are Kiba Yuuto, Koneko and Issei Hyoudou."
Asia's eyes widened at the name of her sort of friend and she looked up at God in supplication. "My Lord, I know I shouldn't ask but please spare them! Issei is was kind to me. I know he came only to rescue me and not for anything evil. He may be a Devil but he's still a good man!"
Harry looked down at Asia for a moment before sighing and smiling down at her naivety. "Very well, Asia. I shall spare them and they shall not be harmed today. However, I will send you somewhere safe while I speak to them. I shall come to you once I'm done." He turned and narrowed his eyes at the shaking form of Raynare. "As for you my fallen daughter. You shall go with her and protect her with your life. Though she does not need it since she is protected by the Holy Spirit, consider this part of your repentance. Understand?"
Raynare nodded her head quickly; terrified he might change his mind and wipe her from existence. Raynare quickly walked and stood beside Asia, knowing that not obeying would mean her imminent destruction.
With that done, Harry waved his hand and a golden circle appeared beneath them, which quickly whisked Asia and Raynare in a flash of light, leaving the church empty of everyone save him. Sensing the Devils approaching, a mischievous smile crossed his face.
"I may not be able to hurt them but I never said I have a bit of fun with them. Time to let the inner Marauder out I think."
( - )
He promptly set to work, first by morphing his clothes from his shirt and waistcoat combination into something a bit more clerical. This included a traditional British reverends garb, including a black shirt and trousers, with a black cassock and a white clerical collar. A leather bound bible held firmly in his hands and a simple silver crucifix hanging around his neck.
Issei burst into the church hoping he wasn't too late to rescue Asia. However, any thought of rescue was stopped when he felt his body become wracked with pain. Distantly, he heard a voice with a British accent echo from the front of the church.
"And when He thus had spoken, He cried with a loud voice, 'Lazarus, come forth!' And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with grave clothes, and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus said unto them, 'Loose him, and let him go.'" The powerful British voice finished as it read the bible passage.
The moment he stopped speaking, the pain stopped and Issei looked up to see the owner of the voice.
The owner of the voice was a slightly older foreigner around Buchou's age with black hair and emerald green eyes wearing a black cassock with a strange white collar where a tie would usually be and a silver cross hanging down from his neck.
"Oh hello there my children," The man greeted cheerfully seemingly only noticing the three devils now. "Are you here for a blessing or to confess your sins perhaps? I'm afraid this church is still undergoing renovations so if you've come for mass you'll have to come back at a later time."
The priest gestured with his arms in a sweeping motion around the church which had pieces of scaffolding in places. "So congregation won't be starting for a week or two yet. But please come then and I'll be glad to serve all of your spiritual needs."
As he heard that Issei stood up and glared at the priest. "Who are you and where is Asia?" he demanded angrily and obnoxiously. "What have you done with her?"
"Ah forgive me my child. The name that I go by is the Reverend Harry Black, but you may call me Father Black," the priest said as he introduced him with a slight bow and an annoyingly calm and soothing voice. "As for Asia was it? Ah yes there was a young lady of that name here but she has since been…'re-located'."
"Where did you take her you bastard?" Issei demanded again as he took a threatening step towards the priest in front of him.
"Now, now there's no need for such language my boy," Harry admonished with a disappointed tone his eyes twinkling in a very Dumbledorian way as he did so. "Especially in a House of God."
Issei lost his cool at that and charged at the annoying and sanctimonious priest. "Hand her over right now!" Issei screamed out gratingly with his fist raised as he closed in on the priest.
"Issei wait," Kiba a lean good looking young man with blond hair called out hoping Issei would heed him.
"Idiot," Koneko said simply, running after him her short white hair streaming behind her as she did so.
In response to Issei's attack however the priest merely flipped through his bible nonchalantly, apparently not concerned with Issei at all. Eventually, the pawn closed in on Harry and his fist traveled on its path to his face and…missed the priest completely.
Issei was stunned, it seemed as though the priest had not moved at all and yet Issei had missed. His fist was still extended past the priest's shoulder.
Harry simply gained a dark smirk and put his hand in front of Issei's face. Using his thumb as a base he moved his middle finger back and flicked Issei in the forehead. But this was no normal flick and Issei was sent speeding into the wall next to Koneko.
The priest then in response resumed flicking through his bible, whistling hymn to himself as he did so.
"Issei," Kiba called out to his downed comrade, before he summoned a demonic sword of his own creation. "HOLY ERASER"
With that Kiba charged the priest with Koneko reluctantly at his side. But yet again the Reverend Black remained entirely unconcerned.
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it," Harry in priest mode said as he continued to read the bible passage.
Kiba and Koneko collapsed in pain upon hearing the holy verse, skidding into a heap on to the smooth stone floor of the church. Even as the priest stopped reading the verse a holy aura began flooding the church. It was unmistakable, Angels were coming and lots of them.
"Koneko do you feel that?" asked Kiba, getting a pained nod from the girl who was sprawled out on the floor beside him. "Grab Issei and let's get out of here."
Koneko nodded and retreated to the entrance dragging the dazed Issei by the ankle and dragging him along the floor as she did so. As they were retreating the holy presence was getting stronger by the second, and they would soon be neck deep in Angels if they didn't leave now. Kiba ran backwards keeping his eyes on the softly smiling priest as he did so, his sword raised before him in case of any sudden attack from the priest who had not moved an inch during the entire fight.
"Can you not feel it?" Harry 'Black' asked loudly as they fled. "The presence of God is all around us, he never truly leaves the side of those us that are truly faithful."
Koneko deciding to speed up suddenly flung the now protesting Issei over her shoulder in a fireman's lift as she ran out of the church with him.
"No, let me go! What about Asia?!" Issei demanded angrily flailing in the girl's arms as he tried to escape her grip.
"I'm sorry Issei, but we can't fight Angels, especially not with how many are coming," Kiba explained as he to now turned and fled the church running alongside Koneko as he did so.
"Do come again if you feel like confessing your sins my children," came the priests mocking voice as it trailed after them. "The House of God is open to all sinners and saints alike."
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As he watched the Devils retreat Harry couldn't stop laughing. Watching that boy try and charge him then flicking him away was priceless, especially since the little shit was making demands of him without any forethought at all. The priest outfit worked to as it made them underestimate him from the very beginning, so much so he might keep the guise going, at least for the moment.
Harry eventually brought his laughter under control and summoned a few more Angels who immediately answered his summons.
"Yes Lord, what is it you require of us?" one of them asked, the Angel in question wearing shining silver armour and having two pairs of white wings.
"I need a few of you to hold down the fort and get repairs on this church underway, and make sure the Church is notified that this place is to have a priest attending to it," Harry clearly ordered. "The Devils have been allowed to run free for too long they have even begun encroaching on the human world and it's time to bring them to heel. For now, shore up all of our territories and make sure everything is secure. I have some other business to attend to."
With those orders given Harry opened up another golden portal left through it, though not before he noticed another devil presence leaving, one that he almost missed due to the fact they were masking their power so well. Diodara Astaroth, his name was all Harry could get out of the devil before he teleported off, but it was enough for Harry to look into.
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(Kuoh Academy, Occult Research Clubroom)
Rias Gremory the heiress to the Noble Underworld House of Gremory was not pleased. Her newest Pawn Issei Hyoudou along with her Knight and Rook had gone off to the church to rescue a nun that Issei had befriended, which was not what bothered her as it was her plan to begin with. She had even been preparing for herself and Akeno to sweep in and clear out the remaining Fallen Angels and reincarnate the Sacred Gear wielding Nun who they had 'unfortunately' not been in time to save. Only for her plan to secure her territory and gain a new piece for her peerage to fail before it even began.
Apparently they had gone in expecting Fallen Angels but had instead been met with a priest or Exorcist of some kind. Either way whoever it was had completely wiped her pawn out with only a flick of his finger if what she was told was accurate.
Koneko and Kiba were not even able to get that close as the priest or Exorcist or whatever he was had begun reading bible verses which had caused them both too much pain for them to get close enough to attack. On top of that, Angels had been preparing to enter the church and slay the intruding devils.
Luckily for her though, her Peerage had the sense of mind to retreat and thankfully, weren't pursued otherwise they would have all been killed and she would never get out of her engagement to Riser Phenex. But still the fact that Heaven would send such forces into 'her' territory was troubling. She would have to speak with Sona about it in the morning.
Rias had of course reprimanded the three and sent them home. Issei's face had seemed heartbroken which was unfortunate but now, more than ever, they could do nothing. With the forces that were now probably arrayed at the church, she doubted even Sona and her own peerages combined would be able to come out victorious against such odds.
"Are you worried about Heavens forces occupying that church?" Her Queen, Akeno Himejima asked, the beautiful long lack haired girl, with violet eyes and a voluptuous figure as sharp as ever.
"Yes, why would they bother to make such a daring move into our territory like this?" Rias wondered aloud, completely oblivious to the fact that the human world belonged to the God's and Youkai of that world and not to Devils. "They haven't been this audacious in centuries so why now?"
"Heaven's finally on the move after all this time huh?" Akeno replied with a touch of worry. "Seems to me like something has happened to make them bold."
"I wonder what that could be though." asked Rias as she looked out of the window "I bet that priest thinks he's really clever."
"You mean Father Black?" Akeno wondered in curiosity. "Is there something that bothers you about him?"
"Yes, where did he come from, someone like that should have been picked up if they were moving to the area." Rias replied in irritation, as the report she received from the Underworld usually highlighted any dangerous individuals in the area, which is how she knew where Stray Devils in her territory were and that Fallen Angels had set up a temporary base. "I have never heard of the name, and why would he be sent here into Devil territory, and why Heaven would be willing to send Angels to protect him is he really that important? And if so why send him here? It doesn't make sense."
"Well it has always been said that the best hiding place is in plain sight" pointed out Akeno hesitantly. "And this could be Heaven's way of saying 'We've put our people in near your territory, what are you going to do about it'?"
"No, that last theory doesn't much make sense to me. Big Brother always said that Heaven wouldn't want another war but he never did say why," Rias replied shooting the theory down as she swept some of her crimson red hair out of her face and looked pensively out of the window.
"Well what else could it be?" Akeno asked in confusion, her violet eyes narrowed slightly.
"I don't know, but I want you and the others to be on guard and watch for their next move" Rias ordered sternly. "I'll inform Sona if she doesn't already know."
"Of course president," Akeno said dutifully bowing her head slightly as she did so.
"Oh and Akeno."
"Yes Rias?"
"Watch yourself." Rias warned. "There were many Fallen Angels and stray Exorcists in that church before Heaven occupied it and whoever or whatever Heaven sent made them all run like they'd seen the Ouroboros Dragon coming for them in a foul mood."
"So you think the infinite dragon god is behind this little fiasco?" Akeno inquired with an amused smile on her face.
"Of course not," Rias stated in exasperation. "If it was Ouroboros Dragon then Issei, Kiba and Koneko would have been vaporized before they could even get close, no we are certainly dealing with something powerful but nowhere near that powerful."
With that the conversation ended and Akeno left the room to carry out her orders leaving Rias staring up at the full moon thinking to herself about the current situation, and how if possible it could be turned to her advantage.
(Kuoh Academy, Student Council Room)
"Lady Sona, we have a situation." Momo Hanakai a second-year student at Kuoh Academy and one of Sona Sitri's Bishops said as she approached her King, who was currently sat behind her desk in the School Council Room. Momo was a young girl with long white hair and pretty green eyes.
"If it is about the disturbance at the abandoned church, then I am aware." Sona replied still concentrating on the report in front of her. "I turns out Rias has lost control of the situation."
"My Lady?" Momo replied curiously
"Rias asked for a favour from me, she asked that I leave the abandoned church and the resident Fallen Angels in it to her, I of course agreed in return for a favour." Sona replied still not looking up, her short dark hair hanging slightly downwards as she looked down at the report. "But it appears Rias has failed in containing the situation, so much so that Heaven has become involved and are establishing their own base in Kuoh. The embarrassment from this if it gets out will be great, Kuoh is the beginnings of the first devil colony on the human world, and was put under our management for just such a reason. Rias and I are the younger sisters of two of the Maou and are heiresses to two of the most important pillar clans in the Underworld."
"What will you do then My Lady?" Momo asked, slightly taken a back as she heard what Sona's duty here was.
"It's simple, I will do nothing." Sona replied simply, finally looking up as she said so.
Momo almost face planted at that before replying, "What do you mean nothing My Lady?"
"The fault for our current situation is not mine it is Rias's, therefore any backlash will fall on her and her House, which is what I will make clear in my report to my sister and the Elder Council. Rias and I might be allies, but I will not allow my and my House's name to be dragged through the mud due to her mistake." Sona replied tonelessly, regretting that she had to do this but knowing at the same time she had no choice.
"So that's it we will do nothing?" Momo asked still incredulous but not surprised by how ruthless her King could be sometimes.
"No we will monitor the situation to make sure it doesn't get any worse, which is where Tsubaki is now, keeping an eye on the church and its new occupants. But we will not directly intervene unless we ourselves are threatened." Sona continued as she met Momo's gaze with a resolute one of her own, her amethyst eyes flashing in warning behind her glasses.
"Yes my Lady," the white haired girl said nodding her head.
"Good, now we will just see what comes of this whole fiasco." Sona finished as she turned back to her report.
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AN: Right so I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, I enjoyed writing it, I am sure there are some who may dislike what it seems like I am doing but meh, can't please everyone.
To those who were interested I was thinking of adding in bits and pieces from the Egyptian Pantheon, not as much as the Norse, Biblical and Greek but a bit. The devils, angels and fallen will still be getting a good showing though.
Also some have asked me about Issei being paired with Asia, to them I say it is doubtful, as in this story Issei didn't save Asia, nor was she made a devil which left her feeling vulnerable and needy, something which I personally think Issei took advantage of in canon, but that's just my thoughts on the matter. Some may also think I am making Sona to OOC, but I would disagree as from what I could see Rias and Sona well good friends who had drifted apart by the time they got to Kuoh Academy, and were instead rivals. And well I just can't see Sona throwing her dream, her families reputation and her own away because of a mistake Rias did. But again that is just my personal opinion.
Also another not, some people have asked whether or not I would cross this story over with my Ten Tailed Wolf story. I have to say I found the idea intriguing but have decided against it, as if I do it wrong it could just ruin both stories. But I may do a one-shot or a bit more if people are interested of what a meeting between Behemoth Naruto and God Harry would be like and the fight they may have.
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed it.
Until next time.
Seagate out.
