Alright. I'm back with a new chapter. Thanks for the favs and follows. Helps keep me going. There may be time skips throughout this fic as I don't feel like writing some arcs or I don't feel like I could add anything to an arc. Also, this fic will follow the anime mostly, but I'll combine some elements from the LN as well. I'll have to read summaries of LN chapters now lol.

Disclaimer: I do not own Highschool DxD.

"Talking."

'Thinking.'

"BOOST!"-power up or high grade magic being used

[Talking...]-Sacred Gear talking

DxD: Living Darkness

In the Egyptian Realm of Gods, a man with the head of a jackal and the body of a man was sitting on a golden throne decorated with hieroglyphs. This man is the Egyptian God of Death and Protector of the Dead, Anubis. In his hands was his favorite book, "The Book Of The Dead", one of the most valuable books in Egypt. Across from him was a man with the head of a falcon. This was the Egyptian God of the Sky, Horus, sitting on his own throne. On the table in front of them was a chessboard. The two were engaged in a match of chess, with Anubis having the upper hand. Horus had his hand on his chin, carefully contemplating his next move. Pacing back and forth at the side of the table was a woman with the head of a cat. This was Anubis's wife, Bastet, Goddess of Protection and Love.

"I'm worried about him Anubis. What if he gets himself in trouble? Or worse and he gets hurt?" Bastet told Anubis. She started to pace back and forth faster.

"No offense Bastet, but I'm trying to think here." Horus said as he turned his head towards Bastet resting his hands on the arms of the throne. Bastet stopped and looked towards Horus.

"The boy needs space to grow. I understand that he's your great-grandson and all, and that you love him dearly, but you watching over him constantly doesn't help."

Horus said as he turned his head back to the chess game. Anubis looked up from his book and looked at his wife. "Bastet, I have to agree with Horus. The boy was here for 2 years. Surely he wants his own space. He can handle himself just fine. In fact, I'm more worried about him killing a Devil." Anubis went back to reading his book, waiting for Horus to make his move.

"And THAT'S a huge concern for me Anubis. He hasn't contacted us in a week. Maybe he IS in trouble. You know what that boy has been through. Maybe sending him to that town alone was a bad idea. I'm going to check on him." Bastet started to create a magic circle, but was stopped when Anubis grabbed her arm. Bastet turned her head and saw Anubis looking at her.

"Please, Bastet. This isn't something to worry about too much. First of all, the boy insisted traveling on foot when I could have made a magic circle to take him there. He had to walk through the Sahara Desert, climb mountains, and fly over the ocean. I'm sure he was focused on getting to that town as fast as he could. If he goes out of control, his younger sister is there and his best friend has a Sacred Gear to keep him under control for a while, just until he calms down. But Dakarai is strong. You know that." Anubis reassured her with a smile. "I'm sure he will contact us soon. Wait until he settles down first." Anubis released his hold on Bastet. Bastet sighed. "Alright, I''ll wait. But we are going to visit him and his sister soon." Bastet said. "I have no qualms with that." Anubis answered as he closed his book and turned back to his chess game with Horus. At some point, Horus had moved his piece. What Horus didn't know was that he made a mistake. Anubis calmly moved his pawn piece and took Horus's king. A wolf-like grin appeared on Anubis's face.

"I win, Horus."

Horus did a double take and realized his error. He facepalmed and shook his head. If only he didn't listen to that conversation.

DxD: Living Darkness

To say the Occult Research Club room was filled with tension would be an understatement. Dakarai had released the purple lightning restricting everyone's arms. Everyone took their respective seats, while Dakarai stood propped up on the wall next to the door with an annoyed look on his face. The boy with the spiky orange hair and blonde highlights was sitting across from Rias. Whoever this boy was that appeared had quite possibly saved them from an unpleasant fate. What was strange though, was that the necklace around the boy's neck, a small hourglass filled with gold sand, was glowing a faint yellow. The glow faded away after a few seconds. 'Is it a Sacred Gear? It would explain how he got here.' Rias thought. She was snapped out of thought when the boy sitting across from her spoke. "I'm sorry, Ms. Rias. Don't take it personal. He just doesn't take a liking to Devils. I'm sure he feels a slight amount of remorse for his actions." "Not even. She threatened me and I acted accordingly." Dakarai interrupted with his eyes closed. "Well, you heard him." The boy deadpanned. Rias smiled at the boy in front of her. "It's fine. My actions were uncalled for." Rias said. "I hope this sort of thing doesn't happen again. Oh, by the way, I'm Spike. It was nice to meet you." Spike smiled back at Rias. "Now that things are settled, my brother and I will head on home"

'Finally.' Dakarai thought.

Spike got up, picked up his bag and walked towards the door. But he wouldn't get the chance to open the door. As he was about to turn the knob, the door was swiftly pushed open by a girl with long, dark brown hair that stopped at her hips with bangs covering her forehead, skin the same color as chocolate, and a pair of matching eyes. She was wearing the Kuoh Academy girl's uniform. After moving her head from side to side and closing the door behind her, she spoke. "Pardon me, Rias-senpai, but have you seen..." she trailed off as she looked to her left again. There he was, her older brother, standing there looking at her and smiling. It was like he knew she was coming. Tears started to fall down her face and she looked down. Dakarai walked over to her, used one hand to grab her chin and lift her face up so she was looking at him, and gently wiped the tears off her face with his finger. "You shouldn't be crying little sis. I wasn't gone for too long." He grinned as he finished his statement. She couldn't fight the huge smile that was on her face. She threw her arms around her brother's neck and tackled him to the ground. He hugged her back. She was beyond happy right now. She was reunited with the only family she had left. It was truly a touching moment. Everyone in the room had a smile of their own on their faces. But it was short-lived.

"So no one here is gonna help me up? I was just smashed into the wall by a reckless teenage girl." Spike's plea for help was met with laughter. Even Koneko was chuckling.

"Oh, may you all go to hell." Spike said in frustration.

Everyone laughed even harder.

DxD: Living Darkness

After the laughter had died down, and Spike sat himself on one of the couches, mumbling something about common decency. Dakarai, Amara, and Koneko where sitting on the couch across from Spike. Amara and Koneko were happily making small talk and eating sweets, while Dakarai was sipping on tea. Rias seemed to be deep in thought, with a hand on her chin. 'I got off on the wrong foot with him. But if I can find someway to get rid of his hatred for Devils and persuade him to join my peerage, I'll be able to get out of my engagement. I guess talking to him will help break the ice.' Rias decided to speak to Dakarai, but made sure to tread carefully.

"Dakarai-kun. If you don't mind me asking, how did you know we were Devils?" Rias asked. The ORC members turned to him, waiting on his answer.

"Takes one to know one." Dakarai replied as if it was the easiest thing in the world. Rias and the others stared at him confused. Dakarai stood up and allowed his wings to show. The ORC members stared at him in shock. Coming out of the right side of his back was a pure white Angel's wing and coming out of the left was a pitch black Devil's wing. It should be impossible for an Angel and Devil to have offspring.

"Our mother was an Angel, and our father was a Devil." Amara calmly explained. Amara showed her wings as well, which were the same as her brother's. Amara retracted her wings and Dakarai did the same. Rias was slightly puzzled. 'How can he hate devils when he's one as well?' Rias would have to find the answer to this question sometime in the future. She decided to ask her next question.

"You mentioned my brother. May I ask how you know him?"

"I've only really seen the guy once or twice. I don't know him at all. He just happens to be on friendly terms with my great-grandfather, Anubis." Dakarai stated calmly. Ever since his sister arrived, he's been in a better mood.

"Anubis? As in...the God of Death, Anubis of the Egyptian Faction?" Rias asked, surprised.

"The very same." Dakarai replied.

Rias was beyond shocked. She threatened the descendant of the Egyptian God of Death. From the stories she had heard, Anubis was no pushover whatsoever. His power is said to be greater than a Ultimate-Class Devil's, and at full power, his power is slightly greater that of a Super Devil's and a Seraph's. It's also said that he may even have the strength to kill God himself if he got serious. Oh boy. If Anubis had ever gotten word of this incident, he may decide to wipe out the entire race of Devils. Scratch that, he can do that on a simple whim. The Egyptian Faction was neutral, not having any ties or connections with the Three Factions. 'It would be best if it remained that way, since the Angels and Fallen Angels may ally themselves with the Egyptian Faction to finish us off.' Rias thought. After getting over her shock, along with everyone else, except Dakarai, Amara, and Spike, she decided her next course of action was to apologize for her earlier behavior.

"Dakarai-kun, I understand that we got off on the wrong foot. I want to apologize for my earlier behavior. I understand that it was uncalled for, but I hope we can become friends." Rias said nervously, but still smiled.

"I-" Dakarai started to speak, but was stopped by his sister grabbing his arm.

"Brother, I know you may be a little mad, but hear me out. I know you hate devils. I used to feel the same way. But not all devils are the same. The guys here are actually nice and pleasant to be around. If you don't believe me, I want to you do this for me. I want you to start attending this school and join this club. Even if it's a month or even a year, just give them a chance. Take a look at Shirone." Dakarai did look at Shirone, or Koneko, as she called herself now. He saw that she was smiling and looking at him.

"Even if she's a Devil now," Amara continued, "you remember the happy times we had when were kids. She's still the same Shirone we grew up with. I can understand if you don't want to do this, and I'm not forcing you, but if not for yourself, then do it for me. Please?" Amara looked up at her brother with a bright smile. "I agree, give it a shot bro." Spike said to his best friend.

'Should I even do this?'

[You don't have anything to lose, Dakarai. I say you should give it a try. Bearing this hatred of yours isn't healthy at all Dakarai. I've seen it consume more than a few of my previous hosts. Hatred and Revenge caused many of my previous hosts to use Juggernaut Drive and die afterwards. I don't want to see you end up the same way.]

'Kiris...'

Dakarai let out a deep sigh. He gave in to his little sister.

'Alright. You win sis. I'll give it a shot." Amara grinned wider than a chesire cat.

"I'll arrange for you to attend this school. How does attending next week sound?" Rias asked. 'Ah, the nearly irresistible charm of a little sister.' She thought. 'If I get on his good side, I can ask him to join my peerage.'

"That sounds fine." Dakarai said.

"Oh, almost forgot. Perhaps we should explain our Sacred Gears to you, Ms. Rias." Spike said.

"That would be nice." Rias replied.

"My Sacred Gear," Spike grabbed his necklace and help it up slightly, "is called Lost Sands. I can manipulate time to a certain degree and teleport to places I've marked with a seal." He explained.

"My Sacred Gear almost goes hand in hand with Dakarai's Sacred Gear as well." Spike finished with a smirk.

"What do you mean by this?" Rias asked.

"My Sacred Gear, Phantom Edge, is one of the Longinus-type Sacred Gears. It has the spirit of a Dragon sealed within it. I can freely manipulate and distort space, as well as phase my body through any object or attack for a limited amount of time. I can also control a person, or "Overshadow" them for a limited time." Dakarai explained. He summoned his Sacred Gear, which took the appearance of gloves that took the shape of black dragon claws on his hands. It had small, diamond-shaped purple jewels on top of both gloves. They started glowing as Kiris started to speak.

[I am Kiris, the Phantom Space Dragon. What Spike means is that with his Sacred Gear's power and mine combined, these two can control time and space. For example, if Spike lent Dakarai some of his Sacred Gear's power, Dakarai can use that power to generate a barrier that can freeze anything that comes in contact with it, while Dakarai can move around freely to attack or avoid something.]

"Th-that's amazing. I haven't heard of this Sacred Gear before." Rias said.

[That's because my spirit picks a host every 500 years. Most of my hosts lived humble lives, and only fought when necessary. This is the reason why there isn't too much information about me.]

The gloves on Dakarai's hands glowed in a purple light before disappearing.

"Don't worry. She doesn't talk a whole lot." Dakarai said while holding back a chuckle. Two faint purple circles started glowing.

[I can still hear you, jackass.] The purple circles stopped glowing.

"I see." Rias giggled and leaned back into her chair.

"Well, since we've explained our Sacred Gears, we're going to head home." Dakarai said as he got up and stretched. He patted his sister on her head and said "After all, I have some catching up to do." He smiled. His sister looked back at him and smiled.

"Very well. We'll go home as well." Rias replied.

Spike got up and prepared a magic circle to take the trio home. As Dakarai and his sister stepped into the circle, Dakarai turned to Rias.

"Ms. Gremory, I suggest that you keep an eye on Issei Hyoudou, this generation's Sekiryuutei if you haven't already started watching him."

"I am, but why are you telling me this?" Rias asked.

"Things are about to get interesting. Let's leave it at that." Dakarai said as the trio vanished within the magic circle.

2,706 words. Originally, this was two chapters that had 4k words in total, but I decided to split it. Next chapter MAY be the beginning of Riser arc. I know this was just filler, but it'll get good soon. I'm actually going to work on the next chapter after this, which is a about a quarter-way finished. So maybe new chap in a few hours...maybe?

Oh! Also, looking for a beta reader. PM me if interested.

Have a good evening folks. *takes off top hat and bows*

EDIT: Fixed an error near the end. I wrote some stuff twice. So embarrassing lol.