Well you guys seemed to enjoy this idea, so I guess I have a new story to work on. That being said I only really have bare bones of a story planned and so any suggestions of what you'd want to see would be helpful. Anyway this is more a filler chapter so yeah hope you enjoy it.
Mad God 42: More 40K factions will eventually occur but not for a while, remember Alex is still experimenting with his Sacred Gear.
RogalDorn: Thanks for the advice, I always forget to do that since I have such a clear picture of what he looks like in my head.
Erunerus: As I said before other factions will show up eventually but while I might add specific regiments, I probably won't add the IG faction as a whole.
Azrael-Von-Gruber: I wouldn't exactly call them nice, their more positive traits will be more pronounced but that doesn't mean their negative ones will go away. As for how my brain survived, I had the Inquisition mind wipe me after writing the chapters.
edboy4926: Theoretically yes he could.
WraithLord24: He will make more than Chaos, right now I have plans to add Orks, Tyranids and maybe Eldar.
Guest: That is addressed in this chapter.
Once the plane was in the air Alex immediately used the seat phone to call his parents, trying to ignore the robed man beside him still flicking through the TV programs. "Hello?" came the familiar female voice form the phone.
"Mom, it's me," whispered Alex in a hushed tone.
"Alex! What happened? Are you alright? We tried calling you after we saw the news but you never answered," exclaimed his mother in a worried tone.
"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm currently on a plane to Japan," reassured Alex, only to flinch at his mother's response.
"JAPAN! WHAT! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!" screamed his mother.
"Mom…I…I'm sorry but I have to do this. In fact, you both need to leave home, can you stay with our cousins for a while?" asked Alex softly.
There was a pause over the phone before he heard his mother speak up again in an equally quiet voice, "Alex…did something happen? We can call the police if you need protection."
'Ha, that Fallen Angel just massacred god knows how many people in my home city. I seriously doubt the police could do anything,' scoffed the human in his head before replying.
"No, mom I don't know why they're after me but these people just caused the massacre on TV. Please I beg you, just do as I say and keep your heads down, I have no idea if they'll go for you as well," begged Alex in a hushed tone, not noticing the lanky man next to him briefly glance at the human before returning to channel surfing.
"Alright I'll tell your father…please just promise me you'll be careful okay?" responded his mother, getting a sigh of relief from Alex.
"I promise, take care mom," replied the human.
"Contact us when you can, I love you," came the tear-filled voice from the phone.
"You to…goodbye," sighed Alex, hanging up the phone and collapsing into his seat.
However, as he brought his hand up to activate the TV the human froze as he noticed the dark symbol of Chaos Undivided burned into the palm of his hand. Instantly whatever feeling of calm he had once had vanished as he felt a cold chill run through his body.
"No, no, no, this can't be happening!" he cried as he frantically rubbed the skin, as if doing so would remove the taint from his hand.
"I would not recommend doing that Creator, getting blood on that symbol will have dire consequences," informed the man sitting in the seat next to Alex.
Instantly the human spun around to the man and frowned, 'wasn't his robe blue before, not red? Wait a second…did he just say Creator?' Upon this realization the blood drained from his face as he ever so slowly began reaching for the seat belt around his waist.
"And where exactly do you plan to go? Do you wish to jump out of the aircraft without a parachute?" questioned the amused 'man.'
Blinking Alex just sighed as he realized that he was trapped on the plane with the daemon, 'so much for my plan of laying low, for now it seems content with just watching me at least. Hopefully it stays that way.'
He immediately knew he was going to have to find a way to hid the marking on his hand, maybe buy some gloves to cover it up.' Last thing I need is to get even more attention than I already have,' thought Alex, trying to ignore the feeling of the daemon next to him watching with an amused smirk.
Despite his better judgement a low sigh escaped the human, it was going to be a long flight…
Alex gave silent thanks that he had so much money from his 'animation' work over the years as he paid the new landlord rent for the next couple of months before the human sat in front of his new computer and opened up the internet browser and began researching, he could create the Orks in Khorne's realm. It would keep the Chaos God distracted and maybe keep the majority of his forces within whatever the equivalent of the Warp was in the real world. He could do the same with the Eldar and Slaanesh, but then again there was always the chance that they'd turned into Dark Eldar and he'd have even more problems to deal with.
That left two of the Chaos Gods taken care of but he still had to think up a solution for Nurgle and Tzeentch, 'trying to plot against the Architect of Fate…the odds really aren't in my favour. Not to mention that damned daemon still is hovering around here somewhere.' He could try making the C'tan Gods but they had more power in the material realm then the warp so they would not be suited against them.
The Tau had no presence in the warp so they were useless and the Tyranids were an even worse idea, god only knows how creating a Hive mind connected to himself would affect his mind. That left only one option…the Emperor of Mankind.
But this caused another problem, now that he'd created the Chaos Gods how much of an influence did they have on the human population in general? If he killed them with the Emperor, then how would that influence the collective human psyche? Was his theory correct…or more importantly was he willingly to risk it regardless?
'No. It's too risky, I can't kill them so I need to think of a way to distract them instead. But how?' growled Alex as he began ruffling his hair. However, his planning was interrupted as he heard the door open and saw the same robed 'man' that had followed him from the airport walk in, the top half of his face still hidden by the hood.
The daemon just glanced at the computer screen before it began laughing, "looks like I was right about you after all Creator, you do understand. As the Architect of Fate it brings me joy to see you beginning to plot and scheme."
"You're Tzeentch? Great why am I not surprised?" sighed Alex in disappointment.
Tzeentch just looked around at the room and nodded, "so this is where you're living now, Slaanesh will likely decorate soon. Enjoy the peace will it lasts."
Alex just stood there watching as the Chaos God continued exploring the room and a deep depression filled him as he looked down at the gloves he used to conceal his Chaos mark, the realization that he could never escape from the Gods finally taking root in his mind.
"Tzeentch just answer me one thing, why am I still sane? Or even alive at this point? I know the stories of your kind…they rarely end well for mortals," asked Alex in a soft voice as he saw the lanky man stop examining the room and turn back to face him before he started chuckling softly.
"The fact that you still think you're mortal at all after this is amusing, the Warp has many benefits for those that use it correctly," he replied after the chuckling ceased and leaving the human with more questions than answers.
Alex said nothing as he watched the disguised Lord of Change walk over to him before the Chaos God grabbed his right hand and tore the glow off, reveal the Chaos tattoo glowing a soft red colour on his flesh. "You are our creator, we could not kill you even if we wanted to. Regardless of our methods at the end of the day our job is to help you whether we like it or not," he replied, and released the hand from his firm grasp.
Tzeentch then had a smile form on the visible part of his face as he backed away and Alex clutched his head in pain as the demon changed his form to an exact copy of Alex himself. "As for your sanity…well how do you know you're not mad already?" asked the doppelganger.
"What do you mean?" frowned Alex, trying to ignore the pain still burning through his mind from witnessing the transformation.
The copy's smile just widened, "you created us, the four Chaos Gods. That action alone takes a very special…or warped mind to perform, doesn't it?"
"I was desperate! I was going to die! I wasn't thinking clearly!" shouted Alex, beginning to piece together what the God was implying.
Tzeentch nodded as he walked over to Alex's desk, "indeed you were desperate. And in moments of desperation mortals always become one with their nature, their psyche. And in your moment of desperation you created us, what does that say about your nature, your psyche?"
Alex watched as his copy examined the computer in front of it, scrolling down the webpage that he had been reading moments ago. "You could have created the C'tan to protect you or even the Anathema, instead you made us. Why is that?" asked the demon as it hopped off from the desk.
"If you're here to help then why are you doing this?" asked Alex as he refused to meet the copy's eyes.
"Mortals have a funny saying, 'we all have our own demons.' I would rather see you face yours than simply be consumed by them, much more fascinating for all of us," replied the God.
"You're wrong, I'm not insane," muttered Alex quietly as he stared down at the still glowing symbol burned into his hand.
The God then placed a hand on Alex's shoulder as the human just stared into nothing before shaking the daze off and glaring at the Lord of Change. Again, if he was thinking logically glaring at a creature that could end his existence faster than he could blink was probably not the smartest move.
"Hope is a powerful tool Creator, use it well," informed the God before he vanished into thin air.
Now alone in the silence of his room Alex shut the computer off, deciding that he'd done enough attempts at outwitting a God for today. The human then collapsed onto his bed as he examined the now dark tattoo on his palm and sighed, "it's also the first step on the road to disappointment."
Eventually Alex closed his eyes and tried to sleep, after all he had his first day at Kuoh soon…
Alex struggled to keep his focus on the tour as the beautiful woman in front of him began giving him a clear view of her back side. "And that's the last of the facilities around campus, are there any questions?" she asked with a stern expression.
Snapping out of his daze Alex looked out the window and frowned as he saw another school building they hadn't been to yet. "Yeah, what's in that building over there?" he replied, pointing out the window.
Souna Shitori frowned as she followed his gaze and her eyes narrowed as she replied, "that's the old school building, it's completely restricted for everyone but the Occult Research Club."
"An entire building for just a single club? That doesn't seem fair," repeated Alex in disbelief.
Seeing his expression Souna just nodded and sighed quietly before continuing onwards towards the classrooms, leading him to the class that they shared. Frowning at the lack of a verbal response Alex just shrugged and followed after the Student Council President, only to skid to a halt as Kokabiel's voice resounded through his head.
Tell me Alex, are you a religious man…know that it was Kokabiel of the Fallen Angels that sent you to the grave…
'The Occult research club might have some material I could look at, who knows maybe I'll find something that can help? I'll have to sneak in after school,' realized the human. However, Alex was snapped violently from his thoughts as Souna karate chopped his head, causing him to cry out as he gripped his head.
"It is disrespectful to ignore someone when they are talking to you," growled Souna, leveling a glare at him.
If Alex hadn't already faced death at the hands of a Fallen Angel, witnessed a massacre in his hometown and looked upon the four Chaos Gods, he might have found it terrifying. As it was the glare did little but make him amused as a small sheepish smile crept along his face.
"My apologizes Souna, I'm afraid my mind was elsewhere," he replied, getting a blink of shock from the girl in question.
"What did you call me?" she asked.
"Um…Souna, that's your name right?" replied Alex in confusion.
The girl just stared at him before shaking her head and frowning, "yes however in this country it is a sign of a close friendship to call someone by their first name. To most students here I'm simply called Kaichou due to my position on the Student Council."
"Ah," replied Alex in understanding. "I see, sorry I'll remember to do so in the future."
Souna just waved away his apology as they continued walking to the classroom, "it's fine…it has just been a long time since I heard some say my name that casually…it is a refreshing change to be honest."
"It's that bad huh?" asked the human, getting a soft smile for the first time from the Student Council President.
"You have no idea," replied the usually cold Souna.
Alex frowned before a smile spread across his face as he turned to face Souna and held out a hand to her, "then from now on how about I call you Souna, it must be disheartening to be surprised by your own name."
The Student Council President looked mildly shocked until she nodded as the small smile on her face grew a fraction, "you're a funny boy aren't you? Very well, as long as you respect my authority I'll allow it."
"Yes ma'am," replied Alex with a laugh as he gave a lazy half salute.
Souna just glared at him again before continuing on to the classroom with Alex following close behind as they finally reached the classroom door. "One last thing Alex, those gloves are not regulation and need to be removed," ordered the Student Council President, making a drop of sweat drip down neck.
Alex fingered the glove concealing the Chaos tattoo worriedly as he tried to think up an acceptable excuse, Souna's eyes narrowing as she stared at him. "Souna, these gloves cover up a skin condition, I'd appreciate it if I could keep them on. I'd rather not have to answer personal questions about the condition," lied Alex.
"Oh really? Odd that it wasn't mentioned in your medical records," replied Souna with raised eyebrows before she sighed and nodded. "Very well you can keep them on, I'll inform the faculty about this after class."
"Thank you Souna, I really appreciate it," smiled Alex sincerely as he bowed before the Student Council President.
"It is fine, now come along we have a class to get to," answered Souna as she opened the classroom door and walked in with Alex following close behind them.
As soon as he entered the room Alex immediately felt all the girls' eyes evaluate him as if he was a piece of meat, meanwhile the guys were just glaring at him from the competition they now had. There was a brief moment of silence before the girls all squealed in delight and the room was full of fangirls gazing at him with a longing expression.
'Somehow I just know that Slaanesh is responsible for this,' sighed Alex as he began to introduce himself to the class and took a comfort in the fact that Souna at least seemed unaffected by whatever had happened to him.
Don't get him wrong he wasn't unattractive by any sense of the world, being a tall but not too skinny body type with blonde hair and blue eyes. However, women had never had this sort of reaction to him before and he honestly wouldn't put it past the God of Hedonism to do this. Now that he thought of it the red head and her friend at the back of the class also seemed to be unaffected as they stared at him with interest in a similar way to Souna.
After the teacher finally got the class to calm down the rest of the day went by relatively uneventfully however it seemed at one point that the red head, that he'd learnt had been named Rias, had wanted to speak to him about something but after she exchanged a look with Souna she had backed off.
Alex had just shrugged at this, thinking that the two must have had some past together and that it would be better not to intrude. Now that he thought about it however, why were Souna, her friend Tsubaki, Rias and her friend Akeno not affected by whatever Slaanesh did? From what he'd seen a normal human was easily susceptible to its influences.
'Yes a normal human is susceptible, that begs the question…what are they?' realized Alex as a small frown grew on his face. He'd have to keep a closer eye on those four…
Rias and her peerage frowned as they all stood around the ORC clubroom and watched as Issei left for his contract of the night. "So what do we know of the newest transfer student?" asked Rias, getting frowns from everyone present.
Akeno frowned as she held up a piece of paper and began reading off it, "he's an only child from Australia...was accepted into Kuoh due to his computer skills…oh…"
"What is it Akeno?" replied the Gremory heiress as she turned to look at her Queen.
"Shortly before he left his home…there was a massacre in his hometown," informed Akeno, making everyone freeze.
"You don't think…" trailed off Rias.
Suddenly Koneko stepped forward drawing everyone's attention, "Alex-senpai…there is something wrong with him."
"What do you mean Koneko?" asked Kiba in concern at the former Nekoshou's uncharacteristic emotional tone.
"He feels…off…unnatural…I can't explain it but every time he's nearby I feel as if the world is recoiling from his very presence. Then there is the power he radiates, it is unnatural and I can feel it reaching out and corrupting whatever's nearby," continued Koneko, causing everyone to fall into silence.
"He also has a powerful charm curse on him, whether or not he is aware of it is still up for debate though. At least he doesn't seem to be the type to take advantage of it," announced Akeno, making Kiba sigh at the fact that someone else suffered from that curse.
"But the problem is where did he get that curse? A normal human doesn't usually develop those kind of things without outside influence," agreed Rias.
"He's not human," growled Koneko, getting a surprised look from everyone. "No normal human would have that kind of dark power, if anything it feels more like a Devil's bloodline power."
"So we have an unidentified Devil noble in our midst?" questioned Kiba, getting a shake of the head from Rias.
"No Kiba, Souna and I would have recognized a member of one of the 72 Pillar's Clans, I'll send a picture of him to my brother and see if he's a member of the Extra Demons Clan," she replied.
"He's not a Devil either," argued the former Nekoshou.
Rias turned to her Rook and frowned, "Koneko, what's wrong you're acting very odd."
The white haired Devil shuddered as she replied, "I felt it, the power fusing itself to him. Even without using Senjutsu, Youkai and sensitive to the energies of the world. And even though I wasn't using Senjutsu I still felt his unnatural power calling to me, voices whispering in my head, trying to corrupt me with its power."
"Couldn't it just be a Demonic Sacred Gear? I personally know of a few that fit the bill here," pointed out Kiba with a frown.
Koneko shook her head, "how many Sacred Gears effect the very soul of their wielders? How many can change their wielders race?"
"What do you mean?" asked Rias.
The former Nekoshou just sighed, "his power almost feels like an Evil Piece, slowly changing his body as time passes. No Sacred Gear can do that."
There was again a deep silence as they digested the information provided by the former Nekoshou, each trying to figure out just what was going on with their newest transfer student. Eventually, Akeno put the file on the desk, the sound of the paper hitting the desk now echoing throughout the silent classroom.
Kiba then took a step forward, "do you want me to go collect him tomorrow? Even if we're wrong he could be a potential new peerage member."
The Gremory heiress adopted a thoughtful expression before she shook her head, "no regardless of whether or not he has a Sacred Gear, we're too busy trying to keep an eye on those Fallen Angels in our territory to do much. Besides it seems Sona wants him for her peerage and after what happened with Issei, I owe her that much."
"Understood Buchou, but I still think we should be wary of him. At least until we know more about the situation," suggested Kiba, whom got a nod from Rias.
"I agree, which is why we'll tell Sona about what we found. If she's serious about getting him into her peerage then she'll get to the bottom of this for us," decided Rias before the Devil looked up in alarm. "Issei's in trouble, Akeno ready the teleportation circle."
The Queen nodded and instantly the members of Rias' peerage were enveloped in a magic circle before there was a flash of light and suddenly the room was emptied. If the group of Devils had stayed for a couple of seconds longer they would have heard a soft knock coming from the front door.
Upon hearing no response from the room the door quietly slung open to reveal Alex cautiously strolling into the room with frown that rapidly turned into a smirk. "Looks like no one's here perfect, time to look for clues," muttered the human before he saw the folder left by Akeno on the main desk.
Walking over to it his eyes widened as he read through his own intel report and frowned, 'how did they get a hold of all this information?' The human crushed the report in his hand before throwing it to the floor, it was clear now that these people were no ordinary club and they had a far greater interest in him then he liked.
"If Rias wants to spy on me it's only fair I do likewise," growled Alex as the Chaos symbol beneath his glove started glowing once again.
A shadow spread out from his body as a familiar shape emerged from within it, upon seeing his creation Alex smiled for exiting the classroom.
So there we go, this was more of a filler chapter until I can get into the right mindset for the story. Hope you enjoyed it.