Kiba
A week and a day after Rias has met the love of her life. As her loyal Knight I want to wish her good luck. Problem is that she is having deep trouble in approaching him.
After meeting my new teacher Mifune yesterday I went to his home to train.
It was painful.
It was traumatic also.
Limping, I made my way to school and found Rias at her table, dozens of crumpled pieces of paper all over and a well worn pen working across another sheet of paper.
"Gaah!" she says, crumpling up another sheet, "I can't even write one good love letter!"
She throws it. I catch it. I read it.
Satan Awful Poetry.
"Buchou" I say, "You like him that much?"
My redhead king plays with her fingers, "well...lets say that I went on a … sort of … date with him before…"
What.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Lets just say that I went to a convention in middle school," she mumbles, "I was cosplaying, big fancy costume with makeup and wig and...I saw him with his friends and."
"and what?"
"Issei and his friends separated and we kind of struck up a conversation and we hanged out every day of the convention. Problem is that I never told him who I was or what was my name."
Ah.
"Well that settles it," I decide, "You really do like Issei Rias. Now we have to decide how we can-"
*RING RING*
At all times?
"Yes?" she answers.
"Who is it?" I ask.
She shoos me away and I leave the room just to see a smile stretch across her face
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Issei
Stupid parents. Keep complaining I haven't got a girl yet…
Rias is a nice girl, someone I'd like to have a relationship with of the girls I met so far.
problem is that while I'm okay with it, i'd be rushing. If I had my way then I would try to court her over a longer period.
After hanging up I had a double take, realising that I had just became the boyfriend of one of Kuoh's four beauties.
[So you like foreign girls eh?]
Would amputating my left arm with a Dragon Slayer sword work?
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Chapter 3
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Issei
Day and a week. Got a nun imouto. Going to date the heiress of a noble Demon...sorry...Devil family. Woke up a Mammary Gland Obsessed Dragon with cheaty power booster ability.
Swell.
Like I said we Myrmidons prefer to live normal lives outside of kicking out scumbags. This. Is not. A normal. Life.
I groan and run my hand through my hair as I walk to school trying not to think about yesterday.
Yuuma Amano AKA Raynare Fallen Angel. With Victor's…methods we find out three things. One her and cell's goals was to take whatever Sacred Gears they could find and kill those that they could take despite orders to contrary and still believing that they were doing it for the good of the Fallen Angels. Second was that they were disobeying orders because they have been more or less brainwashed by a certain someone that we aren't aware of. Third is that her intensive and traumatic phobia of Myrmidons had broke said person's control.
The last part I feel ashamed with.
[Still thinking about that Fallen Angel Chick?]
"I feel bad if thats what your asking."
[During the biblical war I've seen Myrmidons do worse things than scaring a girl Issei]
"Raynare doesn't have a simple fear Ddraig."
[At least you feel sorry about it]
"if you say so…"
I finally end up at school and to my surprise Rias is there smiling.
"Hey." she greets.
"Hey." I greet back.
Just by exchanging hellos I cause an uproar.
"Onee-sama!"
"Who is that guy!?"
"How dare you!"
"Impossible!"
"Why did she say hello!?"
"Onee-sama!"
"When did that happen!?"
"Onee-sama!"
"I am yelling!"
…
I am yelling? Really?
[There are weird people out there. Best not to ask]
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Rias
I listen to their complaints and I don't care.
Being a japanophile otaku I came here to live my life in japanese culture. Pretty, Smart, Nicc, sure I am popular but I didn't do all this because I wanted to be some Queen Bee.
At least I got one thing I wanted as young girl, a chance to marry a brave and handsome Samurai.
Well he's a knight but I'm pretty sure I can convince him to change his theme.
Well he just asked me out but thats only the beginning so…
…
Okay. Rias you need to plan long term. Make sure he stays with you and find a way to get rid of that prick Riser Phenex. On the line is spiky brown haired brown eyed Issei the Myrmidon Samurai.
Get your act together Rias!
"Ara Ara what have we here?"
NOOOOOOOOO!
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Mifune
Victor the african american rarely visits me. He for the most part is too busy with his family life or his duties as this city's leader of the myrmidons. As one of my pupils I am surprised that he even sees me in the first place. Only he bothers to come to me for advice. I am a warrior not a statement yet he still seeks my council.
Today also happens to be one of the rarer days where I see him for a change. As I make my way to his home I come across a woman at the front door. European with beautiful golden blonde haid and green eyes. A figure that would draw in weak willed men like a flytrap.
"Ryuki where is your husband?"
As it is a well lit open area occupied by hidden Myrmidon guards it only took a second before they responded. Smelting Auras flaring and a dozen blade weapons now pointed towards him.
*BANG*
My own style of Iaijutsu* is designed for striking multiple opponents in a single stroke. The weapons they carry shatter and fade away.
One Myrmidon summons a pistol but Ryuki grabs his arm.
"Stand down. Nii-san's sensei needs to talk with him."
They glare at me but I do not flinch, I make my way to his office where Victor sits in his chair holding a sheathed Japanese Sword.
"Still practicing Japanese sword fighting?' I ask.
"At times yes." He answers, "but I take it you're here for the sword aren't you?"
"I am. You know the tradition of the Japanese Myrmidons."
"I do to."
He places the sword onto the desk, "You also have something else to say?"
I take out a small letter and place it on the desk as I removed the sword. As he reads he then puts the contents into a folio.
"how did you find this?"
"I looked for it."
I disappear.
...
Hmm...Fascinating. To land a wound on me. He still has potential. Of course I will need to reprimand him for harming his teacher, especially one so elderly as me.
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Akeno
My My what a scandal.
I see Issei and Rias getting cozy. Well time for some fun.
Truthfully I am fascinated in him. Something about his existence thats...secretive...intoxicating...dangerous even. I like it.
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Issei
"Akeno-senpai good morning" I greet her.
In the distance I here someone yell 'no! Akeno-neesama' but I don't care. She has that look like someone who wants to get in my pants.
Thank you Ddraig, as much as I admit to be an Oppai guy I control my urges at least. Stop trying to give me those vivid memories. Never. I thought it was an unspoken rule to never watch X-rated content with others.
[Oppai...zzz...Oppai...zzz]
what's worst is that he literally says 'zzz' when he sleeps.
"Good Morning Issei, Buchou," she smiles, "I see we have a lovely new couple."
"N-No!" Rias yells, flustered, "i-it's not like that!"
"oh…" Akeno stares, "so you holding Ise-kun's hand a-"
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!"
Members of the Rias and Akeno Fanclubs. Nonhuman, superpowered members of the Rias and Akeno fanclubs.
"How dare you flirt with our Nee-samas"
"Bastard! release your disgusting hold on our queen!"
"I am screaming!"
That guy again?
"Filthy Human you shall pay for this!"
"You fiend, one even below a commoner consorting with a noble!?"
Eloquent prick ain't' he?
More crap kept spewing from their mouths. Why am I with the ORC? What have I done to their non-pervert Prince Kiba? What have I done to school mascot Koneko? What Have I done with two of the schools beauties?
They need to get a life! This obsession is as stupid and petty as it is juvenile!
All of it just pisses me off.
*Crack Crack*
"Alright!" I growl, "Rias-senapi, Akeno-senpai fire up a magic barrier."
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Koneko
Issei is a nice person. Dangerous but nice. The kind of magic barrier being used is similar to the Rating Game Devil Peerages fight in. Creating a pocket dimensional copy of the school for fights. You don't really die but it hurts. The one being put up is for practice spars since Rias is not old enough to participated in a real rating game.
He finally being fed up with all the wierd people obsessed with the ORC. The worst being the perverts, the supernatural, and the supernatural perverts.
It being only half an hour till school starts I thought that I could stop them from hurting Issei with the help of Yu-
*POW* *BANG BANG BANG*
*BOOM!*
-to….
Just then I duck as a werewolf flies over my head and crashes into the wall behind Kiba.
"Alright! Who's next!?"
Standing in the middle of circle of true-form nonhumans was the Myrmidon holding a devil by the loser's collar with metal gauntlets.
*POW* *BANG BANG BANG*
*BOOM!*
One of them tries get him from behind and he first breaks the vampire's guard with a punch then pummels him before sending him as fas as the werewolf using a mean uppercut.
Kiba, the prince he is trie to intervene but I use my strength to push him back.
"He's getting rid of the problem don't interfere."
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Issei
"well...thats the last time I go on autopilot."
[yeah. don't do it again.]
After thrashing the out of shape, nowhere near combat capable young supernatural thugs and creeps of the Rias and Akeno fanclubs I attended classes like normal.
As it is I am confronted by two guys, Motohama and Matsuda. I might have already said that they were the infamous perverted duo and as such I don't try to talk to them much. BUT since everyone saw me talking with Rias I am already marked. Even throu class I get looks, the stronget from those two.
*Bzzzzzt*
My phone vibrates and I read the text.
...uh oh
[I think its time for you to leave.]
I look to my History teacher and raise my hand.
"Yes Issei?" he says, "Is something about my American Imperialism lecture that bothers you?"
"No sensei." I asnwer, "I've just recieved a message from my parents. Its urgent."
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Mr Hyoudou
Attack me? fine.I'll take you on. Attack my family? Especially my new Daughter Asia? no. You're already living on borrowed time.
Issei may be known as a swordsman, but I was the one who taught him to fight in the first place. Barehanded.
Smelting Aura Active I created two gauntlets. Its all I need. The Fallen Exorcists who corner us in this alley aren't much of a match for me. Save for one, Freed something, I especially don't like his look towards Asia.
The First Exorcist comes at me with a light sword which due to its size limits its movement. Fists meanwhile…
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Issei
Why do they want they want a single sacred gear so badly? I don't understand. Is there something about it that makes Twilight Healing so powerful?
[They could also be after you and the rest of the Myrmidons because of what you know]
"Disobeying orders? That far?"
[They've already gone far enough as it is]
I run. My father and mother are retired, strong as they maybe they'll still be in trouble. I run across the rooftop fully clad in armor. Either its covered up or people won't bat an eye. I don't care.
My family which now includes Asia is in danger.
When I near the alleyway I pass through a simple magic barrier that wards normal people. I see on the ground crushed bags of groceries and crushed remains of Fallen Exorcists. My Father grabs an unlucky Exorcist and slams him into the ground with a crater making chokehold. Mom meanwhile notches three arrows and fires them into attacking group, killing one and forcing the rest to spread out.
Then I see a vile looking young white haired exorcist sneaking up behind my Father. I growl. I create a bow, notch an arrow and let it fly. The white haired one sneers and swats it away with his sword. I fire again and he shoots it instead with his light powered pistol.
I jumpd down, transforming my bow into a javelin before throwing it at the Exorcist.
"Is that all you got Shitty Myrmidon!?" he sneers again.
"WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE BOY!"
Dad roars and grabs him by the collar and tosses him back into the Exorcist side, knocking out the two breaking the white haired man's fall.
"Ow! that fucking hurt!" said the white haired exorcist that I now identify as the leader, "name's Freed Sellzen. The punk thats going to cut you two assholes!"
"I said," growled dad, cracking knuckles, "watch. your. language."
"HAHA!" Freed cackled, "you think some old fart can boss me around!? after I'm through with you I'll-"
No. Dad don't.
"YOU ASKED FOR THIS!"
He punched the ground in front of him with his fist.
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Victor
"Your orders Victor?"
I look to see our newest member Tsugumi standing in front of my desk.
Sighing, I search through my file cabinet and pull out a folio with the words: Assassination Order on them.
"You're an assassin correct?"
"Yes." she answers.
"Good."
I hand her the folio and her eyes widen.
"Kill all of group B."
"What about group A?"
"I will handle them personally."
"Kill them?"
"Handle them. That is all you need to know."
The earth shook.
"E-earthquake!?" she says, uncharacteristically panicking.
I look to the direction of the source, "a minor shake apparently."
I may have to cross out group C; if there is any left.
"Just do your job," I say to Tsugumi, "pay no heed. You do your work, right now I need to do some of mine."
She leaves.
Good. Now to business…
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Issei
I have to thank Sigmar for my father's ability to pull his punches. I had assumed that he was powerful but I thought he was already past his prime.
"I…" he pants, "I told you so…"
Now I see why. The attack takes a lot out of him. I look to the alley. Its gone. The fallen exorcists that were here are all gone. Everything in a cone originating from his attack is gone. I look to my mother who now embraces a crying and scared young ex-nun. The elders in Myrmidia claim that only she could defeat my father in their primes.
What kind of monsters are they?
[Impressive. I can see why you are a competent fi-ISSEI BEHIND YOU!]
Wha-
"AHAAHHAHAHAHAHA!"
*BANG*
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Raynare
I don't remember pain. I don't remember any sensation. I feel motionless. Nothing.
No feeling, No capability to do anything. Just nothing.
Neither hot nor cold. I try to move my hands and feet and touch nothing. There is no smell and taste is nothing to mention about.
Nothing.
Is it death? I hope not. What time is it? Is there time?
Why can't it be over? Why? Just why!?
Someone kill me. Kill me! KILL ME!
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Victor
Torture, Brainwashing, Blackmail, Coercion, four things that come to mind when people discuss interrogation. Only a select few like me know the fifth variation. The kind where you play with a man's mind and break it down to basic building blocks. Figuring out their purpose, their organisation, how to augment them to desirable effects.
Even as this Fallen Angel lies in her prison cell bed I make sure to monitor her vitals every now and then. Though superficially human and able to procreate with humans, other races have biologies that prevent me from using standard procedures.
Raynare for instance requires 30 CCs of Alchemical Arsenic-Panacea for her to survive my...controls. Being the first person in Group A I would have killed her by now, especially as her traumatic experience involved certain...secrets about our organisation but I am more humane than most Myrmidon.
Thanks to my Wife I make sure that I am not as cold towards my prisoners as you would believe. I will bring her back.
After a few corrections of course.
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*Iajutsu- japanese art of quick drawing a blade.
A/N: Still very surprised at how successful this fanfic is. Currently I have two OCs presented to me and I am wondering about your thoughts about a completely original Myrmidon focused story arc after I finish these modified Asia and Riser arcs. Just PM or Review your opinions.
Also I wanted to respond to a review from DragonBard. I see where you get at when you talk about Issei being different and Ddraig being a pervert. While being a pervert defines Issei there are dozens of fics where he isn't a pervert.
Victor on the other hand is special, he seems ordinary but trust me in saying that there is a lot of things about him that are going to be revealed, This and last chapter should show that he isn't exactly the silly mundane leader of the local Myrmidons.
Lastly is your opinions on OCs, From the start I said this was a HS DXD fanfic starring a new fourth faction, That means OCs. If you don't like OCs then I recommend you to not read this.
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Omake: Kiba's Training
Kiba
Before you is a Bokken wooden sword. Within it is a Spirit. Your first goal is to take it and force it to your will.
I walk to the piece of wood and hold it in my hand. Strange. I don't feel anything.
"Is there really a spirit in this weapon?"
No the Bokken is over there; you are holding the DeadWood Snake, A very dangerous type of snake that has the poison of the cobra and the constricting power of a anaconda. So dangerous that common soldiers of the three powers have to wear codpieces under their pants.
"C-codpieces!?"
*HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*
*CHOMP*
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
They also have a distinct hatred of teenage blond male humanoids.
"WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?!"
Supposedly one of their summoners, a ninja had a grudge against one...and ramen.