Chapter 4
Fallen Angel Diplomat
"I ask again. Why do you wish to speak to me?"
Standing in front of me was the leader of the Myrmidons of Japan and an Elder as well.
Though centuries old, the Elder looked only like a man in his early 40s his presence making me understand how a human could survive the frontlines of the biblical war.
He is intimidating.
The man known as Ryu, befitting his name was like a dragon in human form. Being a mere diplomat from the Fallen Angels I was told this group was a bunch of pushovers.
Then to my dismay I find that a meeting on the side of a skyscraper was taken to heart. He stood on the building sideways, glass windows to his feet and his men doing the same as well. Even as a fallen angel even I am cautious at this height, especially because of the thinner atmosphere.
Suspended by grappling hooks, these insane humans swung around like apes and vines as a unnecessarily advance form of movement.
Perhaps it is the danger? Or is it because it makes them even more agile and unpredictable I will never know.
Even as I hand him Azazel-sama's letter I see one grim man, who glared at me before jumping off and zipping through the City with speeds impossible for sustained magic flight.
"Don't mind him." said a cold guard, "ever since he fought the giants he's had it in for ex-humans."
What!? how did he know I was-
"Grigori." said Ryu, "as your organisation is called. I have no ill will towards your kind, even if you discredit your race ex-human."
I raise my finger but he continues.
"The splinter faction on the other hand has threatened and attacked us over a neutral sacred gear user that has voluntarily seeked our protection. Even as we speak one our promising pupils is lying in a coma, having taken the bullet for the same girl, a bullet coming from a fallen exorcist's gun. If I also count the evidence, that I may add would be considered war crimes and crimes against humanity I have gathered from the other asian city representatives then you "
Killing intent so thick that I gasped for air emitted from the man, my wings felt heavy and I feel the light magic in me flicker and dim.
"The reason." he growled, "We attacked you is that we are targeting the perpetrators and associated accomplices. If you can't maintain discipline or law and order within your new people traitor. Then we will have to dispose of them ourselves."
Just then all of his guards seemed to release their lines, each drawing twin swords as they descended into the distance.
Soon it followed with dozens of explosions in the air below.
"and it seems your own escort was in on it as well."
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Azazel
dark devilishly handsome brunette with a goatee and centuries of indulgence and vice. They assume that just because i spend alot of time in the red light district that I'm incompetent. Even my own subordinates who decided to act against my wishes and antagonize the myrmidons. No supernatural faction as it is antagonized them and come out unscathed. Try as I might, I will never able to understand the power of the Smelting Aura or how they could get gather so many Sacred Gears.
My comfortable little condo this side of japan is one of the lesser properties I own, with this mess I've had to stay her and monitor the situation. Most likely the diplomat is getting chewed out as we speak.
Damn you Ryu.
I've planned to purge the ranks for awhile and they're doing it very quickly. Find a problem, charge in without asking, then leaving. Typical Myrmidon. Just like the US Army. At least they make sure to clean up after themselves.
Then I hear the bell ring.
Ah yes...Victor.
"Open up Azazel I know you're there."
I walk to the door and smile, "So Victor…how's Ryuki?"
Victor shrugs, "Azazel I'm sorry I went over your head."
"I know. Procedure. I've already told all of my enclaves and cells in japan to stand down and comply."
"How are you spinning it?"
"Joint operation to clean our two factions of corruption and 'unwanted' factors. Naturally I'll give you a list of certain questionable associates of mine."
I chuckle; I'm starting to feel like some character in a modern military espionage thriller than the leader of some biblical force at play.
Though I laugh, I stop when I see my friend's face grimace.
"How is he doing?" I ask.
He looks at me then looks down, "we have a policy of updating our wills annually."
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Ryuki
Issei-nii is being treated. For how long he will live we don't know. I sit outside his room in mine and my husbands home. Our home is a base for Myrmidons, possessing a dozen underground levels. One level is where we treat our wounded.
It is also the same level for the morgue.
I may be older but I know that I have yet to truly grow up. I haven't killed. I haven't gotten my hands dirty like all Myrmidons have. The new one Tsugumi was an ex-criminal, Nii-chan had...interrogations, I don't want to talk about what Mifune does to his students.
Issei...he I can say is the least soiled, his only sin to send prisoners to my husband. If anyone deserves Sigmar's grace it is him.
Inside the room I see Asia sit at his bedside, at the moment sobbing.
"Asia-chan" I say to her, "Its not your fault."
"It is" she cries, "It always is"
"What makes you say that?"
"I-if I didn't heal that devil t-then the exorcist who was a-after it was-"
I don't let her talk more. I just hold her because she needs a shoulder to cry on.
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Ddraig
I have had many partners, being the soul of dragon sealed into a sacred gear I would keep finding myself stuck as the left arm of a new guy every generation. Some never awakened me, others squandered me, few ever realising my potential, and even fewer were people that I respected, let alone liked.
Pervert I maybe I admit that like Issei I have priorities. I respect him to much to let him die like all the other users whose lives were cut short.
I'll have to do what I can on my friend.
Hopefully one of his harem could do something about it.
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Asia
[Nun.]
"I-Issei?"
[No.]
Issei's left arm flashed, in place of it was a red metal gauntlet with yellow markings and green jewels.
[Ddraig, the dragon soul bound to his sacred gear. Asia with Twilight Heal right?]
I nod.
[hmmm. I see. I see why they had gone so far for just the one twilight heal. Nun!]
"y-yes!"
[Heal him]
"b-but…."
I trail off, I tried but it never worked. Ryuki tries to intervene but this older dragon scares her.
"D-Draig-sama…" she stammers.
[Heal him]
I gulp. Issei-san is dying but if something could be done then…
"I'll try." I say, "I'll do it no matter hard and no matter how many times it takes."
My two hands glow green as I hold them over Issei's unconscious form, I have healed before, hundreds of people. They loved me because I was the holy maiden and they hate me because of it. Issei-san he...he and his family...my family. I won't. I won't let him die.
I WON'T LET HIM DIE!
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Ryu
Invisible to the mundanes was an immense power source, it erupting from a certain ex nun.
so...another one. Very well.
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Mifune
"W-what is this feeling sensei?" asks my pupil.
I narrow my eyes, "continue training. I have a few choice words for someone.."
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Kiba
Continue training. I have a few choice words for someone..
When I hear that I decide to go as well, waiting a few minutes before leaving. Its in the direction of Victor's house. Something is off. I hope Rias's boyfriend is alright.
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Tsugumi
You meet the one of the few eligible good men and he ends up in a coma. Tsugumi you have rotten luck. First him now another.
*Sigh*
Well since he's also taken I might as well go look for someone else then.
Since every secret organisation, human and nonhuman is obsessed with their operations in being in warehouses I am stuck here finishing off Group B with a squad of Myrmidons.
"Rookie" says my commander, "Any more Fallen remaining?"
I narrow my eyes and concentrate.
Left 20 yards.
I created a high powered magnum and unloaded on him, killing the Fallen in one hit.
Right. Boxes.
*Bang*
Front. Ceiling.
*Bang*
"Urgghhh…."
A fallen angel behind me collapses from a deep chest wound, my commander holding a bloodied bowie knife.
"You have a lot of work to do." he says.
I look down. I know.
Then it came.
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Rias
I am concerned; I bet everyone in the entire world could feel it. I would visit him every day and since that...sensation came I made sure to hurry today. Me, Akeno, and Koneko can't teleport to Victor's house directly because of the warding; we can only go so far before we have to make the rest on foot.
"Rias!" Cries Akeno.
I dodged a light arrow before I see a group of Myrmidons coming our way.
"Stand down! Stand down!"
The group of modern knights lowered their bows and guns as Issei's mother appeared before us chastising them.
And...is that…
"Issei!" I yell, running towards him.
I embrace him and he embraces me.
"oww…." he groaned.
Oops.
"Ara Ara" smirks Akeno, who was getting closer to Issei than I'd like, "How is my dear Myrmidon doing?"
"Still stings but I'll manage," he said, still wincing, "I have to owe it all to Asia though…"
Asia?
Asia…
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Issei
Why do I feel like I'm going to be hospitalized again? Still at least I'm not dead. What little Smelting Aura I have left is channeled into my sore spats.
…
Thats better.
"I'm going to have to thank Sigmar for this." I mutter.
"Again, who is sigmar?"
Kiba flew in and exchanged quick greetings with the rest of the ORC.
"Patron Deity. Oh and Kiba where were you?" I ask.
"Training." he shrugged.
With that mysterious Myrmidon that Victor keeps mumbling about. Mifune was it?
"How are you okay?" butted in Koneko, staring at me with a face slightly showing surprise.
"Ryuki-chan and My parents said it was all because of Asia's doing."
"The nun…" answered Kiba, now looking kinda shifty.
"Yes it was." I reply. Come to think of it he seemed...uncomfortable with Asia. I'm going to have to look into it.
*HUG!*
Hug? Koneko is hugging me snuggling her head into my torso. Cute. Almost like a rab-
-Mammalia Lagomorpha Leporidae*
"Ahem."
Uh oh.
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Victor
Apotheosis. The highest point, the culmination, the climax. The deification of someone.
As I arrive at my home I see one Apotheosis candidate, a certain nun who thought she just had a healing sacred gear. I know only three besides her; One who died before his time, one who rejected it, and Sigmar our patron deity himself.
It seems as though our new potential goddess has just performed her first true miracle.
The paperwork will be the death of me.
A candidate?
"Yes."
But an ex-nun? One who is so devoutly christian…
"Sigmar was coronated Emperor by an Ulric Priest before he ascended."
hmmph. The elders of europe will attempt to influence the candidate onto their control.
"Can't you do something?"
I am no longer an elder Victor. I only wish to live the rest of my life in peace. But with Asia Argento in the way I'm afraid that I will have to come out of retirement.
"I hope you don't have to…"
It is for the council to decide and only Sigmar knows how this will pan out.
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*aka Rabbits
A/N: yeah, this is a BIG deviation. No regrets.
Asia Argento, Goddess of love, healing, and compassion. Ironically a christian.
As always PM and Review.
If you still want to make OCs you can, look at the bottom of Chapter 2 for rules and template.
P.S. WAY too many vendetta orphans. Every OC I have so far is an orphan who is screaming for the blood of supernatural beings.
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Omake: Kiba's Training part 2
Kiba
Your objective is to get from here to the other end of the field and back.
"Thats it?"
Thats it.
*Click*
Oh sh-
*Boom*
"GYAAAH!"
"Landmines!?"
Incorrect, Light Element Landmines
"What kind of training is this!?"
My Training.
"But-"
No buts…hmm looks like I need to sell my stocks…
"You're looking at stocks right now!?"
Multitasking oh and Focus…
*Click*
*Boom*
"GYAAAH!"
I grit my teeth, "Your enjoying this aren't you!?"
If I did I would come late and read dirty novels.
*Click*
*Boom*
*Boom*
"GYAAAH!"
Oh and some of them are cluster munitions.