Devils of the Void NEW

Ren, boy reincarnated into the world of Highschool DXD and a Servant to Rias Gremory. however, things are not what they appear to be as more worlds begin to converge and new mysteries unfold.

The next few chapters will probably remain unchanged since I didn't write anything that needs changing. For now, enjoy!

Chapter 13

"What are you doing?" asked Issei as we stood on the roof of the building across the street from Vobans lear.

I was standing near the edge with my eyes closed.

"Sensing," I said, "Its a spell called the Gatekeepers Eyes that allows me to perceive the area around me. I'm using it to get an idea of the layout of Vobans hideout and to find Akeno."

"Any luck?" asked Rias.

"Yes," I replied, opening my eyes, " But Vobans aura is all over that place and its making it impossible to do more than get a rough layout of the place and to know where he is. I only found Akeno's rough position as I'm familiar with her aura. I can't say whats waiting for us inside."

"In that case we'll be careful," said Rias.

I nodded and turned back to look at the building.

"What are we waiting for?" asked Xenovia, "We should be in there already!"

I looked at her with a blank face.

"You want to fight a psycho with the powers of a God then be my guest," I said, "I however am going to wait for his younger brother to get here."

"Younger brother?" asked Kiba.

"All Campione are the adoptive children of Pandora and Epimetheus," I said, "They left behind the Black art of the Campione, making each God-slayer there illegitimate child, born of a fool and a witch. Its the most dysfunctional family in the world."

"Well, thats one way to put it," said a voice as Erica landed on the rooftop behind us with Godou.

"Its about time you got here," I said, "We'll have to do introductions later, for now lets get planning."

"Are you sure its a good idea to split up?" asked Kiba as he crouched with me and Koneko on a ledge outside the window.

I gave him a look as I melted the pain.

"You think I would have suggested it if I didn't think it was?" I asked rhetorically, "Look, the two of us are the best choice to get Akeno out. I know the others are worried to, but we can't afford to face off against Voban so, while Godou and Erica go in the front, we go in the back. Xenovia, Rias and Issei go in at the bottom and work there way up while we go in up here and work our way down. I couldn't get an exact lock on Akeno's location so this is our best option. Come on, lets go."

I reached through the hole I had melted in the window and unlocked the latch, slipping inside to find myself in a dark hallway. The others followed me, looking around warily.

"Alright, lets see what we got," I muttered, snapping my fingers and creating a map made of fire in the air in front of me.

"Useful trick," said Koneko.

"You'd be surprised with magic can do with a little creative spark," I said, smirking, "This way."

I lead my friend and girlfriend down the hall, moving slowly and quietly as we did. Eventually we reached a large ballroom which we entered on a balcony that overlooked the room. I held up a hand to stop my companions before sliding forwards to look down. I frowned when I saw the large number of walking corpses standing guard.

"What are those?" whispered Kiba.

"They stink," muttered Koneko, covering her nose.

"That must be Vobans Authority," I muttered, "The Dead Servant. It allows him to turn anyone he kills into an undead slave. This could be a problem."

Suddenly, my instincts flared and I jumped, grabbing Kiba and Koneko on my way up, just dodging the blade that sliced through the ground where we were standing.

"Aww, looks like I missed," said a feminine voice as the attacker straightened, pulling her huge Claymore from the ground as she did.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me," I muttered as I stared at the person who had attacked us.

She did not look like she should be able to swing her massive Claymore at all, being slightly built and rather frail looking. she had silver hair pulled into a braid that fell down her back, pointed ears, silver eyes and milk pale skin. her clothing consisted of a white, skin tight unitard with armoured pauldrons with a short cape attached, an armoured skirt, as well as greaves and boots. around her neck was a black collar with a red symbol consisting of a circle being bisected with a line.

"Alright, I can understand Anderson since he was at least from earth, but how the fuck do you explain how a Mother fucking Claymore is here?" I raged internally as I pulled of my scarf and transformed it into a longsword.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Kiba, summoning a sword of his own.

"My name is Ophelia," said the woman, "I am a Knight in the service of Duke Voban. And I've been ordered to deal with any and all intruders with extreme prejudice."

She vanished, only to reappear behind Koneko, sword ready to remove her head before it was abruptly stopped by a bronze copy of her own.

"Not so fast," I said, my eyes flashing my trademark gold.

"Oh, you're better than you appear," said Ophelia, "This might be fun after all!"

she broke the lock formed by our swords and attacked, swinging down with incredible strength that even I with all my Rook strength struggled to hold back.

"Ren!" shouted Koneko, moving to interfere.

"No, stay back!" I yelled.

"But.."

"Go find Akeno and get out of here!" I shouted, pushing Ophelia away and attempting to attack her, "Don't worry about me. in comparison with Kokabiel, this chick is small fry."

Koneko hesitated, before cursing and turning away.

"Alright, but if you die here I will never forgive you!" she shouted, before rushing from the room with Kiba in hot pursuit.

"Where do you think you're going?" asked Ophelia in a singsong voice as she shot past me, aiming to intercept them.

Before she could though, a blur shot past her and blocked her.

"Your opponent is me," I said, my eyes glowing yellow.

"Those eyes, how they remind me of something so long ago," said the Warrior, her face twisting into a demented grin "Its making me feel positively excited!"

She broke the lock and swung at me. I ducked and countered, cutting at her stomach that she easily blocked and countered. This continued for a few minutes, the two of us blocked and countering, slowly increasing in speed until our arms and blades were little more than blurs.

"Tell me something," said Ophelia in a conversational tone of voice over the clashing of metal, "Why is it when I look into your eyes, I feel so alive? I'm positive I've faced those eyes before and yet I cannot remember when."

"So thats it," I thought, "Shes not unlike me. A reincarnated Soul into a different world. She seems to have no memories though, although she certainly has the skill and power. I wonder if she can Awaken?"

"Who knows," I said, "Maybe you fought someone with golden eyes in a past life."

I had no idea why I said that as it had the risk of sparking her sealed memories. And I had no desire to fight against someone like this at full power.

"A past life you say?" mused the woman, "Maybe…"

Suddenly, something changed and her sword slipped past mine, scoring a cut that was most definitely stronger than her previous strikes. I staggered back a few steps as blood began to leak from the wound.

"AhahahaAHAHAH!" laughed Ophelia as energy exploded of her, "A past Life you say? maybe you're right, maybe thats why I am like I am."

"Oh fuck," I said, before ducking under the sword that swung at my head, "Why did I have to say that?"

"AHAHAH! THATS IT, BLEED FOR ME!" yelled Ophelia as she scored another cut, "SUCH A LOVELY COLOUR!"

More power exploded of her as her eyes turned gold.

"Damn it," I growled, "If this keeps up I'm in trouble. I need to finish this now!"

I dashed forwards, my sword held low, before I brought it up in a rising slash aiming to cleave the rapidly awakening Reincarnated Soul in half. before it could hit though, she struck out with her own sword. I changed the direction of my swing to block, only for the other sword to seemingly weave round mine and score a deep cut on my shoulder, the same one Kokabiel had cleaved open.

"Oh fuck," I growled, leaping back and clasping my shoulder, "You've remembered, haven't you?"

"Ah, so thats it," said the Claymore, ignoring me, "So thats why I feel like this, all this bloodthirst."

She looked at me, her eyes back to silver.

"Well now, it seems that I have you to thank. and as thanks, I think I'll kill you before I find your little friends and kill them too. Ah, so much lovely blood!"

I took a deep breath before standing upright.

"You can try, but I think you'll find me to be much more difficult pray that what you're used to."

"Oh I don't doubt it," she said, "and thats what makes this so much fun!"

She snapped her fingers as a look of delight appeared on her face.

"Oh I know, why don't we play a game?" she asked in an upbeat tone, "If you can defeat me then you win and can do as you wish with me. If I kill you, I win and get to kill all your friends! Doesn't that sound like fun?"

"About as fun as Tabane on caffeine," I growled, taking a stance.

"Well, its not like you have a choice," said the madwoman, "Lets begin."

I barely got my sword up before she was on me.

"Oh, thats not bad," said the Claymore, "But how about we turn things up a notch?"

She unleashed her aura, her eyes turning gold as she struck down on my sword again. I held, but the force of the blow cracked and cratered the floor around my feet.

"Oh my, you are good!" she crowed, "Much better than the last fool I fought!"

"Didn't she shred you?" I muttered before being forced to duck under her sword as it buzzed over my head.

"You're a quick learner," said Ophelia, swiping at me with her vibrating sword.

"Well, I know how that Rippling Sword of yours works," I said, "By vibrating your arm at insane speeds it creates the illusion that your sword is writhing and allows you to weave around defences and counters with ease. It also makes it immensely difficult to predict."

"My, you are well informed," said Ophelia, "Not that it will do you any good!"

She struck out again, only this time her blade glanced of mine as it morphed into a shield.

"Of cause, if you opponent is fast or smart enough they can counter it."

My shield grew spikes, aiming to skewer my opponent had she not hopped back, only to be forced to duck as I shot forwards on a blast of fire, the shield turning into a scythe and my Pheonix Gear appearing in a flash. I dug the blade of my scythe into the ground and spun, catching the Claymore of guard with a fire empowered kick to the abdomen and sending her flying through a pillar. I spun my scythe, carving a gash in the floor as I freed it, before charging, spinning my large weapon. Ophelia struggled to her feet, blood leaking from the corner of her mouth and a snarl on her face.

"You'll pay for that!" she growled.

"I don't think so," I said coldly, "I'm just getting warmed up!"

My armour fired, sending me flying at incredible speed at my opponent. She dodged, only for me to bounce of a wall and fly back at her, scoring a cut across her back that would have sliced her in half had she not moved at the last second. I slammed into the wall and pushed back off with a blast of fire, before I was reduced to little more than a red blur dashing around the room in short bursts of fire, before I skidded to a stop behind Ophelia who fell to her knees.

"Hono no Mia, Akaami."

I straightened from my crouched position, my armour dissolving into fire as I transformed Orpheda back into a scarf.

"Where are you going?" demanded Ophelia, getting to her feet and spinning to face me, "This fights not over yet!"

"Yes, it is."

Cuts suddenly appeared on Ophelias body and exploaded, the silver eyed woman falling forwards with a look of utter shock on her face.

"Phew, that was tough," I muttered, "Now, I'd better catch up with the others."

I rushed from the room, not noticing that, in spite of her injuries, Ophelia was still alive.

Yeah, no changes as I expected. I'll keep the omake as well since it makes me chuckle. Enjoy!

I lead my friend and girlfriend down the hall, moving slowly and quietly as we did. Eventually we reached a large ballroom which we entered on a balcony that overlooked the room. I held up a hand to stop my companions before sliding forwards to look down. The room before us was a large ballroom and completely empty except for a single person clad in black armour who stood before the door.

"Just one guard?" asked Kiba.

"Yeah," I replied, "come on, lets go."

We snuck down the stairs and around the edge of the room, intending to sneak past the knight. before we could though, his head turned to us.

"Well so much for that plan," I muttered and stepped forwards, "I don't suppose I could convince you to stand aside and let us past?"

"None shall pass," said the Knight.

"What?"

"None shall pass."

"Do we really have to fight?" I asked with a sigh, "All we want to do is help our friend."

"If you try to pass, then you shall die," said the Knight, "I move for no man or Devil."

"Alright, fine, if you insist," I grumbled, drawing my sword, the Knight doing the same, "You two wait here, this wont take long."

The black Knight and I clashed in a flurry of bladework, dodging and blocking each others strikes, before he overextended and I landed a blow to his helmet with a resounding clang. The Knight staggered back before charging again. I dodged, before bringing my sword round and removing his arm.

"Now would you please stand aside?" I asked, flicking the blood of my sword.

"Tis but a scratch!" said the Knight.

"A scratch?" I demanded, "But your arms off!"

"No it isn't," said the Knight.

"Well what's that then?"

I pointed at the arm on the ground.

"I've had worse," said the Black Knight.

"Lier!"

"Come on ya pansy!" yelled the Knight, attacking me again.

I blocked easily as his attacks were much weaker one handed. He charged, screaming, only for me to take a step to the side and cut of his other arm.

"And I win," I said, before turning to my companions, "Lets go."

Before we could though, the Knight charged again kicked me in the behind.

"Come on then!" said the Knight, kicking me in the shin.

"What?"

"Have at you!"

"Will you stop that already!?" I demanded, knocking aside another kick, "I've already won!"

"Ohh, had enough eh?"

I growled, rapidly losing patience with the man.

"Look you stupid bastard you've got no arms left!"

"Yes I have."

"Look!"

"Just a flesh wound."

He kicked me again.

"Stop that!"

"Chicken! Chicken!"

"I'll have your leg if you don't stop!" I growled.

He kicked me yet again.

"Right, thats it!"

I cut his leg off.

"Right, I'll do you for that!" he shouted.

"You what?"

"Come 'ere!"

I rolled my eyes.

"What are you gonna do, bleed on me?"

"I'm invincible!"

"You're a loony."

"The Black Knight always triumphs! Have at you!"

I rolled my eyes, before swinging my sword and slicing of his remaining leg. the Knight looked at his now limbless torso.

"Alright, we'll call it a draw."

I just ignored him.

"Come one guys, lets go," I said, stepping around him and pushing the doors open.

Kiba and Koneko glanced at each other before following me.

"Oh, running away are you?" asked the Knight, "You Yellow bastards! come back here and take whats coming to yeh!"

And done. More coming soon.