Hey, it's been awhile since I posted this story and for that while, I haven't given y'all news as to what's going on with it. Pretty much, I'm just going to write this story when I want and there's no timetable for when updates come out.

I hope y'all understand that I have two other projects I'm working on at the moment and one of them requires me (my own fault) to write a total of four-thousand words a week, and the other has over a thousand favorites, so this needs to take the back burner to those two, unfortunately.

A silver lining, though. I have been sincerely thinking about putting my nose to the grindstone and just pumping out content for all three, all at once. Can I do it? Probably not, but it can't hurt to try, right?

-Mandatory Disclaimer-

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-Chapter 2: Attack on Peace!-

If Izuku had to point towards one thing that set today's walk back from his part-time job as different from the rest, he'd immediately point to the sudden pulse of energy that suddenly sent a strong shiver down his spine like it was a cold wind, which was impossible considering the date was only just now reaching the end of summer days and hot temperature days were still very prevalent. So, it was safe to say that the moment he felt the sudden distortion, he put himself on high alert for any dangers.

I wonder what would've caused something like that? The former hero in training asked himself as he ceased his sudden stoppage in the middle of the street and continued down the street he had been walking down prior to the disturbance, fingers cupped firmly around his chin. The only thing that came to mind was someone with a quirk revolving around either electricity or air pressure, but there was no way that was the case. Ever since he first arrived in this world, he had searched for any sign of a quirk existing outside of himself and, consistently, he found nothing. So, the most logical explanation for the pulse of energy had to be something other than that, but what exactly?

As he pondered that question to himself silently, the young man continued walking, his mind being so engrossed in his current thoughts that he had almost completely missed the entrance to his desired location - the same location that he always came to after his work: a park that just so happened to be located a few blocks away from his apartment building. He would come here at the end of every work day/evening workout to relax his body and unwind his mind, which he did so mainly by sitting down on the same bench every day and watching time idly pass him by. He was sure that people, especially in the heavily work-oriented culture of Japan, would call such actions a waste of time, but after all the work he put in every day trying to keep up with his rent, school-work, and vigilante-duties, he needed some down time. Even if it was just for seven or so minutes at a time.

Silently berating himself for almost passing by his destination once again because of his overly-focused mind, he stopped himself dead in his tracks and started scratching at the back of his head sheepishly, walking into the park while he did so.

Why the show of embarrassment when there was no one around to point out his blunder? Well, honestly speaking, he himself wasn't sure of the reason. It was probably done completely out of force of habit as he was used to doing so in the company of others… Great. Now he was beginning to become embarrassed about his own damn embarrassment. Man, what an awful paradox to be suddenly faced with… It was almost enough to make him want to run home, curl up into a corner and hold his head in his hand.

Finishing with that particular train of thought, Izuku made his way over to his usual bench – the closest one to the entrance he came in from as he wanted to cut the time needed to get from his current sitting place to his home down. Why? Mainly for efficiency's sake. Despite all that he said about needing some unwinding time after all the work he does, he didn't like to waste his time. In the end, he just wasn't a person capable of acting carefreely it seems… Even when he wanted to.

As he sat silently in his usual roost – doing as he usually did and taking in the sweet, late-summer atmosphere – he remembered to appreciate while it was still present. Autumn was soon on the horizon and with it, the green that permeated the park and reflected the yellowish-orange of the setting Sun would leave too and be replaced with all of the reds, yellows, oranges, and browns associated with the latter season.

Now, he couldn't say that he disliked autumn at all – he was actually a much bigger fan of it than one would think, considering it in itself represented the slow death of his favorite one: Summer – but he also couldn't say that he was necessarily looking forward to its arrival either. He just had very neutral thoughts toward the season in general.

Well, at least with autumn, the humidity will be more bearable, he thought to himself, that literally being the only solace he could take in summer ending that he could come up with. He at least meant it in complete sincerity. Leaning back into the bench he was sitting on, he turned his attention up above to the orange and vaguely purple-stained sky and the sparse cloud coverage that was there at the time. He stayed like that for a while, before having his reverie cut short by a woman's voice saying something that immediately caught his attention.

"Please die for me." It was heard spoken quietly, faintly even, but he most definitely heard those being spoken and in his experience, though he was sure most people regardless of what they've experienced in the past would say the same, that was never a good sign of things to come.

Head snapping over towards the direction in which Izuku had heard the voice come from, his vigilante instincts kicked into high gear and he threw himself off the bench, before then immediately sprinting towards it to see if someone's life was actually being threatened. He would've activated One-for-All and gotten there even faster, but he didn't want to give away the fact that he was there if the person who had uttered that threat was still there, as that could've lead to a hostage situation and those rarely ended well for anyone. Especially when heroes went charging into things without thinking things through first.

If something horrible had happened to whoever that voice was threatening, the former hero in training would just have to do everything in his power to help the victim then and make up for his late arrival. That was all that he could do at this point, unfortunately.

Heroes couldn't save everyone, but most importantly, the real ones, the real heroes, could push regret aside, and do everything in their power to keep anymore casualties from happening. It was a lesson that all aspiring heroes end up learning one way or another. Thankfully, Izuku himself didn't have to learn it the hard way.

Unfortunately, the moment he saw who the person being told to do was, that lesson left his mind completely and One-for-All Full Cowl began flaring up.

As Issei fell back towards the ground in abject terror in what felt like slow motion, he couldn't help but take note of how wild a turn his day had taken.

At the beginning, everything had been sunshine, boobies, and rainbows. It was almost as if he was floating up high in space and nothing could bring him down. Why? Because he was going on a date with a girl! An honest to life girl with a body and everything! As someone who almost universally hated by all the girls at his school (which pretty much meant the majority of the school), how could he not be happy?

The date itself was even a success! He didn't get to touch any boobs, but that didn't keep him from feeling the most fulfilled that he's had since the day he found out he got accepted into Kuoh Academy!

Now, however, Issei's opinion on his day has changed drastically. No longer was he happy and satisfied. All he felt now was betrayed and confused.

What had happened to Yuuma? The girl who he had spent the last half day having fun with? How did that same, shy school girl turn into a woman who could tell someone to die and smile like they won the lottery? Where did the really, really sexy clothes and the big, black, feathery wings come from?

All of those questions ran through his mind as he fell, but quickly dispersed the moment his ass hit brick. Leaving only one question in his mind: Just what the hell is going on here?!

"I really had fun today, you know?" The sound of Yuuma saying that ripped the perverted schoolboy from his thoughts and back to reality, though all that did was confuse him further. "Just for a little while… To be able to go out with such an innocent child like yourself…" Suddenly, she raised her left arm looked and stared at her wrist, or more accurately, the pink scrunchie, which stood out immensely in the sea of black straps that she was currently wearing, he had gotten her as a gift with what even I could tell was faux fondness. "I'll forever treasure this gift you've given me, so…"

Then, the person who called herself Yuuma raised both her arms into air, prompting a long, red, spear-like object to form in her hands.

Still confused as to what exactly was going on, Issei raised a hand up towards his date and called her name out, hoping she'd see reason, "Yuuma-chan…"

Unfortunately, that didn't happen. The only thing that did was her suddenly closing the distance between him and her, doing so in what seemed like an instant. The king pervert's breathing hitched when he saw that.

Was this the end for him? Was Yuuma going to go through with what she said about him dying for her? If so, did that mean he was going to die before even getting a glimpse of his dream of becoming harem king?

No, it can't end like this! Not in a place like this! Mental denials like that began to run rampant in his head as he flinched back in preparation for what seemed to be his inevitable fate. Not without me being able to place a single finger on Gremory-san's boobs! If only I had more time to—!

Then, from completely out of nowhere, an all too familiar voice cried out, "GET AWAY FROM HIM!"

Hearing that, Issei opened his eyes, which he had instinctively closed when he flinched back in fear of death, and looked up from the ground to where Yuuma should've been standing over her, but instead saw something he'd never see ever. Though, to be fair, that was mainly because he never thought it possible in the first place.

There, moving through the air as if he was in slow motion, was one Midoriya Izuku and he was in the middle of absolutely the kicking the shit out of Yuuma's right shoulder.

It, the scene that Issei just described, had only remained there, where he was staring up at it for just a second before it disappeared entirely with the sound of human skin hitting something that was clearly not skin, plastic if he had to guess, leaving behind only a small trail of dust where Yuuma had once been standing and his friend, who was glaring off in the direction the winged girl had flown off in and was radiating with some sort of electricity, behind.

"M-M-Midoriya?!" His friend's surname slipped out of Issei's mouth the moment that his brain fully registered what was going on. Forcing himself up to his feet, he ran up to his still-sparking friend and gripped him by the shoulder, shaking it as he asked-yelled, "Dude, what the hell is going on?!"

Glancing at him, though Izuku never turned his head away from the direction where Yuuma had been blasted not a few seconds ago, Issei received an answer that he absolutely dreaded hearing, "I don't know! Right now, I'm just as confused as to what's currently going on as you are!

"Ah, really?! But you have to know something! I mean, look at you!" Issei did a quick motion over the entirety Y of Izuku's body with his hands. "You're literally flowing with electricity, man, and you're telling me you have no idea as to what's going on with the girl who suddenly sprouted wings?!"

"The fact that we can both do weird things doesn't mean anything!" Suddenly, after seeing a flash of red light stream right by his face, Issei found himself feeling strangely weightless. Looking around, he found himself flying through the air on Izuku's shoulders, being carried fireman style. They didn't stay like that for long as his green-haired friend soon landed and dropped him down on his ass like he was a sack full of potatoes. Taking note of his surroundings, the future harem king realized that he was at one of the park's two entrances. "Right now, I need you to get out of here and let me take care of this!"

"What?!" That made Issei's eyes widen like they had never before. What was his friend saying? Was he suicidal or something? Staying here was the very last thing either of them should be doing! Even a dense idiot like himself understood that much! There were way too many boobs out in the world that he needed to touch before he died and doing so wouldn't be the same if Izuku wasn't there to listen to him ramble about how each and everyone of them felt. He wasn't going to let a friend of his just die! "Are you crazy, man? Let's just hurry up and get out of here while we still can!"

"Issei, I don't know what you did to get in this situation, but whoever that girl is clearly wants you dead," Izuku stated, his voice holding a strange steadiness that Issei had never heard before from his friend. Was this really the same boy who wigged out just barely glimpsing at pictures of a naked woman? How was he keeping his calm in a situation like this? Actually, how did he do any of that? The fountain was at the very center of the park and he cleared that space in a single jump! "She isn't going to stop chasing until someone forces her to."

"Still—!"

"—Don't worry," Izuku interrupted him, but Issei found it really hard to protest when he saw his ever sheepish friend crack a smile that could light a nation. It was so bright and reassuring, which effectively stopped the pervert dead in his tracks, "I've got this." Then, clapping both his sparking hands on his shoulders, Izuku pulled the brown-haired boy up to his feet like it was nothing. "Now, go!"

Issei's didn't need to be told twice and for some reason, his words plus that smile were really persuasive. Then, he chose to believe in his friend's words and began to run in the direction he knew home was in, all the while hoping that his friend would be able to pick his phone up later tonight.

In terms of bad situations, Izuku had definitely found himself in much worse in the past. Sure, the one that he was currently in right now was far from being ideal, but there was a time where the only way he could be effective in a combat situation was to break a part of his body over and over again, so there were certainly much stickier situations than this.

"Mm…" The sound of a woman letting out a moan immediately put the young hero on edge. "To think that that there was a human in this town that could actually hurt me… I guess I have to be thankful, though. I finally get to take on someone who can prove to be a challenge."

As the words were uttered, a figure off in the distance turned the corner that Izuku himself had completely bypassed by activating One-for-All Full Cowl at 5% and jumping up at a somewhat steep angle. It took the young hero a moment to make out who it was due to the distance in between them, but every part of him already knew it was the same woman who had threatened Issei and had him on the ground with that strange spear raised over her head.

Just what exactly are you, Dark Angel-san…? That was the only thing that ran through his head as Izuku stared down his approaching enemy, who was already beginning to make a new spear for her to throw at me. Some sort of quirk user? No, I've already established that quirks didn't exist in this world, so this has to be something else entirely. She just said something about a human being actually able to hurt her, so that must mean she's not human? Some sort of angel then? But, if she's an angel, why are her wings black? And why was she trying to kill Issei—?

Izuku was forcibly ripped away from his thoughts when he saw the figure throw another one of her spears, prompting the currently costumeless hero to side hop off to the left to dodge, using his quirk at 5% to help make sure that he really did dodge the weapon.

The moment he had put himself up in the air, however, Izuku knew that he had just played right into his enemy's hand and found that, as his eyes tracked the spear hurtling towards him, he hadn't paid any attention to the person who had thrown it, who had probably begun to fly towards him with another spear in hand a second after her initial attack.

The scantily-clad woman was near upon him by the time the vigilante noticed, but thankfully, she wasn't moving nearly fast enough for him to not be able to react. Either she wasn't able to or didn't want to, but whatever one it was, Izuku moved to keep her from getting anywhere closer to him.

Pumping One-for-All to 20% in solely his arms, the young man brought both his hands together right as the dark-haired woman got in arm's length of him, causing the high speed air that both appendages moving at high speed had generated to slap together causing a mighty explosion to occur right as his fingertips, all the while yelling out a certain hero's catchphrase, "SMASH!"

His counter to his opponent's sudden charge was a move that he learned just a few weeks before it happened. As it turned out, even while operating at only 20% of its full capacity, One-for-All still made his body move fast enough to create hellaciously powerful wind, or rather, fast enough for moving air to move people's body backwards, despite having their heels stuck firmly in the ground. With a wave of a hand, Izuku could generate such power and upon realizing that, he then proceeded to figure out that two of such waves of rushing air molecules coming together at a certain point in space caused very powerful, short burst explosions that shot out in front of him.

The only real problem with using this method of attack was that they, more often than not, tended to knock him on his butt more often than, which, when compared to literally forcing your arms and legs to shatter, wasn't an all too bad for a drawback, but Izuku saw it as a bad enough one for him to rule using it out of the question, unless the situation itself made it possible for him to use it without exposing himself.

Usually, those kinds of situations closely resembled the one Izuku had just been in. Where he was in a place where movement options were limited and he had an enemy bearing down on his neck at the same time. Unlike those times, however, he chose to do it while in mid-air and he had never done it like that before, so he was more than marginally surprised to find it end so well for him.

After he had created that explosion, the former hero in training had been sent flying straight back, but thankfully, his body had been positioned in a way that made it so that his feet met the ground before and other body part did when his momentum died, allowing him to use the soles of his shoes to bring himself to a stop. The same, however, couldn't be said about his opponent, who had been sent rolling across the ground by his counterattack, before eventually coming to a stop with her stomach-side down.

Did that do it? Izuku asked himself as he purposefully fell forwards. Catching himself, he was in a position that made it so that the palms of hands, which had gotten redder than his cheeks got when talked to by a member of the opposite sex and stung a fair deal, were flat against the brick under him. That only caused the pain in his hands to worsen significantly, but it also got him in a stance where he'd be most ready for a sudden attack from his downed opponent, which he fully expected. No. There's no way she would go down that easily. She has to be—

Right as that thought crossed his mind, the vigilante noticed a shift in his opponent's body and immediately moved to be anywhere than where he was currently standing, which was a good idea since the moment he moved, he just barely avoided getting run through by a spear that his downed opponent had somehow managed to launch from her face-down position.

This time only going at 5%, Izuku launched himself towards a nearby tree and began bouncing off everyone in the vicinity at random, making sure to switch up the variation of trees that he bounced between. If I keep doing this, he began to think as he watched the scantily-clad Angel begin to rise from her place on the ground, her head very clearly trying to keep up with his movements

"Ugh! Quit it with all your bouncing around and fight me face to face, you worm!" The woman screamed as she formed another spear in her hand.

it'll be much harder for her to hit me with those spears of hers, and when she's fully up to her feet…

Just as he thought that, the young hero saw the almost murderer put her feet under her, which prompted to kick off a tree at 15% and right at his opponent's back, turning his body in mid-air as he neared.

When he was finally close enough to do so, Izuku guided his shin right to the area between the angel's shoulder blades and forced her to the ground under his leg with his momentum. The angel under him let out a grunt as they feel and immediately began to struggle against the hold he had on her by pushing against the ground with her palms, but Izuku kept her down by decreasing One-for-All to 10% and applying pressure to the area that rested between her shoulders.

"Get off of me, you insolent—!" The defeated person began to scream as she continued to struggle against him, but Izuku cut her off forcefully.

"—Tell me why you were trying to kill Issei!" The question left his mouth the same way it did every time he had to squeeze information out of a villain on the fly, which basically meant that it came off as louder and more angry than his usual tone of voice.

Izuku got no immediate response from his interrogatee, but he did eventually. All it took was another five minutes of keeping her restrained and patience, before she finally decided to cease struggling and talk to him.

"You want to know why I wanted to kill your friend? Fine. I'll tell you. He's…" Izuku's eyes narrowed at the back of her head when he heard her trail off mid-sentence. That was when he noticed something black, leathery, and shaking enter his peripheral vision.

Eyes widening in recognition, Izuku instinctively moved his entire body to his left and watched as a spear just barely grazed by the side of his head.

Unfortunately, his moving caused the vigilante to loosen the pressure he had on his opponent's back and that allowed her to lift her wings and flap them hard. The lift created was enough to get both of their weights into the air and since he was already moving to the left due to his dodge, he rolled off her back and onto the ground very easily, landing on his back with a thud.

Knowing subconsciously that the angel already had a spear in her right hand, Izuku quickly rolled himself over and pushed himself in the direction that he knew she couldn't throw in: directly under her, doing so at 20%.

The world, after that action, felt like it was moving in slow motion, which was ultimately a good thing as it allowed him to watch as he flew directly under his flying opponent, who was looking in the direction that he should've been.

Knowing that this was an opportunity to get the upper hand on his opponent, the vigilante shifted his body weight so that he was slowly rotating to his left and upwards, which led him to landing on the soles of his shoes.

Body already completely wrapped in One-for-All's energy, Izuku launched himself into the air the moment feet touched ground and reached where his opponent was flying in about a second, and then some.

Slipping his arms around the woman's waist (which was actually very hard to do since he was both moving at high speed and the fact that she had wings to avoid), Izuku dragged the girl with him as he continued a good five feet over the park's trees.

"What the—?!" The woman in his grip began to ask, but was forced to stop when Izuku began to rotate himself in mid-air. "How did you—?!"

Waiting until the both of them reached the peak of their ascent, the supposed to be symbol of peace released the grip he had on the angel, so that she was closer to the ground than he was.

Rearing his right arm back, Izuku put all of 20% One-for-All into it and began to call out the name of a move that he himself came up with.

"BOSTOOOOOOOON…!" Then, instead of sending his fist out to the damage, Izuku bent his arm and slammed his elbow right where the angel's wings met. "…ELBOW PARTY!"

With that, the angel shot right into the ground and landed with enough force to create a small crater where she ended up.

Rias Gremory watched the battle that went on between the green-haired boy and the fallen angel with curiosity, though it'd be a stretch to refer to it as a battle with how easily the prior was dealing with the latter. Sure, the fallen had forced the boy to dodge her attacks every once in awhile, but that was the full extent of the fight.

"Ara, ara… Look at him move…" The person standing next to the president of Kuoh Academy's occult club, Himejima Akeno, said off-handedly as the boy he was talking about smashed the angel into the ground. "I'm glad that you decided to see what why the fallen angel hadn't killed Issei yet. Being able to see this

"Akeno," Rias called out to her VP and best friend as the young man slowly fell to the ground, body still radiating that same energy that seemed to give him his power-a power that she didn't recognize for the life of her.

Aforementioned friend didn't hesitate in tearing her eyes away from the spectacle going on in front of her and towards Rias, asking, "Yes, buchou?"

"Doesn't that boy look familiar to you? I think I've seen him around at school, but I can't place a finger on what his name is."

"Ah, now that you mention it, I believe I've seen him around school before too! Midoriya Izuku, if I remember correctly. He's a second year, who's in the same class as Issei. He transferred to Kuoh a few weeks ago."

"Ah, that explains why the two were acting so close earlier. They must be friends." A satisfied smile crossed Rias's lips as that mystery solved itself, but it only lasted a second before a frown replaced it, as the other mysteries that revolved around this situation re-entered her mind. "Still, that only makes me wonder how he managed to slip under our radars for so long even more. You think we would've noticed him if he had a power like that the entire time."

"Oho… I take it that this little display has caused your interest in him to pique then?" Akeno's voice took a turn towards the suggestive when she said that, which meant that part of her was incoming and that forced Rias to scramble all of her brain cells to fight against that. "Mine certainly has, at the very least. I wonder if him hanging around Issei means that he's a pervert as well…"

Deciding that it was probably best to ignore the second part of her friend's statement entirely, Rias just answered the question that was posed to her, "Has my interest in him grown? Of course, it has! He's a human who can hit as hard as a rook, but still maneuver like a knight! If it turned out that he could use magic as well, he'd pretty much be a queen in a human's body!"

"A valuable piece indeed if we were able to convince him to join us, but what about Issei? How are you going to get him to join us now?"

"It should be easy enough. He now knows about the supernatural and he'll probably be paranoid that people are out to get him. We get him alone and between the two of us, I'm sure we can convince him to join the Occult Research Club— Hey, why is he picking the fallen angel up?"

What was the President of the OCR (Occult Research Club) referring to when she said that? Well, she was referring to the fact that Midoriya Izuku, after looking at the unconscious woman and looking around him frantically with an obvious nervousness to him, had lifted the fallen angel up off the ground bridal style and activated his power.

Soon enough, the green-haired boy in what looked to be the uniform to some restaurant, launched himself into the air and out of the sight of the two great ladies of Kuoh, who were watching from the bushes the entire time.

-Chapter End-

Chapter done. I'm not the biggest fan of the ending sequence with Akeno and Rias, but I just wanted this thing done and the action scene took a fair bit out of me over the past few days, so you're going to have to take it as I've written for now. Sorry about that. Hopefully, y'all don't mind. :3

Anyways, this chapter pretty much extends all of my first-hand knowledge on High School DxD. I've read plenty of stories on this site that detail what should be happening in the canon after this, but I've never actually sat down and watched the show, so that's all I know. Why did I stop watching after the first episode? Well, that's because I find the amount of tits per second to be utterly ridiculous to the point of hilarity. Though, that was when I was fourteen-fifteen, so maybe as a soon to be college student, I can actually take it without giggling like the school girls they're showing to me naked?

I have no idea, so let's just see what happens, shall we?