Here we are, a vision of a future event. Again!
Here there be the nitty gritty bloody scenes that might skoop some of you.
Once more, I do not own the Highschool dxd, or the Dark Souls franchise.
It was a long time since he had first met the devils. It was in Kuoh academy, and their first meeting was not a friendly one.
And now, he stood on an ancient creature, centuries old, overlooking their geometric city, right beside an old friend from ages past, back during his first trek towards a new land.
The creature flapped it's huge blue wings. It'd certainly grown. Once, it was the size of a dragonfly, but now it could be comparable to a dragon.
In fact, one could say that it's power is beyond that of one.
"That looks like a wonderful place to defeat and rule, now doesn't it? Tristan..." A woman in black, with dark hair tied in twin tails that reached down to her mid-section. On her waist was a katana, one that is deeply rooted in death itself, fitting for a woman such as her.
"It does, Asane." She smiled at where his head would be behind that cloak, knowing that wasn't really why he was here; to find a place to rule.
She knows a lot about her old friend, even if they had been apart for an eternity, the two caught up quickly. What she knew was that they both followed the same primal logic.
The two of them had soiled themselves with shedded blood over their lives, her especially, and added the souls of the weak onto their own, steadily raising their strength after each battle.
"There is someone here that you want to kill, riiiiight? Hehe." After seeing her friend shuffle with excitement under his cloak, she chuckled to herself at the thought of fighting together with her friend. "Or maybe, you just want to kill a whole lot of people? Hm-hm." Giggling maturely, yet still with child-like mischievity, Asane brought a hand to her mouth.
"I do as well." The grown woman licked her fingers when when she looked down at the city, biting at one point. They were above a dense cloud high above the tallest tower that they had built. But not even cloud or distance could block her sight.
Tristan had changed a lot while they were apart, instead of that old sword, he's grown to use a large blade as his weapon, with a larger shield.
A deceptive one, he is. Using the thing to bash an opponent whenever they got too close, knocking them off balance. But against her, the result of the fight would still be the same as it was so long ago. She would tease him, he would get a little mad, and she would further play on his relatively sluggish movement compared to her. For Tristan, since they had met once more, he had always been slower than her. To the point where she could easily evade each of his swings without trouble, it had been troubling him that there was someone stronger so close to him.
Well, it was all forgotten once she had sat on his defeated torso, like she did in ages past. The feeling was so nostalgic he nearly cried when he became her makeshift stool once more. Old tears coming up again, absorbed into the cloak that hid him.
It was still soft as it was that time in the forest.
"Let's not wait, Asane." The girl leaned to him, and held her hands together lovingly, with a freakish nature hidden behind it. Her friend the knight held a similar desire, but to a specific person, instead. Obstacles would be fought through, left to the girl's mercy.
The air around the two shifted, and a large whoosh of wind passed by them. Asane returned to her idle standing position, with her arms by her sides, like Tristan, only, much of his body was covered in a large cloak. The only visible part of the Lordran knight was his legs, part of his arms, a little of his face, and the weapons that he mostly used on his back, a large sword and a shield. There might be a talisman on him somewhere, under all that wrapping.
"Let's go, then. Friend." Asane walked to the edge of the butterfly, the part where the wings ended. "Hurry up, we have people to kill, right?" With a wink, her relaxed tone mismatched the topic. She was correct, in the city of devils, blood would be spilled. Mostly by her.
She loves to do that. But the most important thing right now is helping her friend.
"Onwards!" Asane shouted at the kingdom once Tristan had appeared next to her.
"To justice, then." She suppressed a giggle at her comrades' twisted ideals, happy that he had changed in a way similar to her. She was worried that he wouldn't like her anymore once they had met, but that doubt was put to rest a little after they met for the second time.
It was preferred that he be his normal self, from when they had first met. But if it had come to it, she'd 'pacify' her friend using her cursed sword's special technique. She didn't need a friend who could leave her, it was something she fears the most. The permanent loss of someone close, and knowing that they will only live as memories and
But even then, a coy whisper into his ear distracts him long enough to be defeated by her.
"But before we get there, Tristan, I want you to do something for me...hehe."
The two of them fell from the creature, knowing that they could both survive the fall to Lilith, continuing their conversation.
"I'd like you to meet someone...very special to me." The girl who used to smile like a kid on her birthday, now winked and mock-kissed seductively at her old friend.
A lonesome devil patrolled the streets of his glorious city, as he had always did since that fateful day he was promoted to...
Grand watch-devil.
So it was with great pride that he waved kindly at the passing children, as they looked at his mighty sword in stupor, then called by their parents to some destination beyond him. Since he'd been saved by an honorable noble when just a child, he's always wanted to share her gift of protection to all others.
He helped wherever he could, finding teddy bears for the children that have lost them, picking a widow's precious lost wedding ring (That one was trouble to find!)from the perilous weeds in front of her home. A kind of odd jobs where troubles of devils could be eased, or where you might find entertainment in some form or another.
The unnamed devil watched the people, for their faces have collectively turned towards the sky in the distance
"Look, mamma, a shooting star!" A devil pointed her stubby finger to what she believed to be a low orbit comet. The mother went along with the play, not wanting to dash her imaginations.
"Really, honey? Quickly, make a wish, maybe for that baby brother you've always wanted!" The mother bend down to properly speak with her daughter, watching the glinting body move across the sky. It looked like it was going to crash nearby.
It came from nowhere, piercing the clouds, which acted like there was wasn't just a meteor passing through
The Watch devil had a memory flash in him once he caught the asteroid in his sights, something just like this had happened when he first met the woman of his dreams. Back then it had landed outside the city's walls, leaving a smoldering crater where the impact was, now it was a huge lake of life, where local wildlife could affix their thirst comfortably.
But this one in the present, it was angled much more closer to the city than the one from his memory, it wouldn't be impossible for the thing to smash into the outer parts of the city itself, causing a ruckus at the zone of impact. Carrying his high spirit with him, he dashed at where the star could land, holding the scabbard of a sword in one hand, and resting a large spear on his back.
When he had reached the location, there was a large hole in the wall of this sector, leaving behind a trail of smoke and ash, a dark cloud that covered the vandal, and curious devils who slowly emerged from their hiding places to look beyond the gaping gap in the wall.
A royal devil, one who been in the area by chance had taken a step from the town out to into the wall's perimeter. The devil had been alive for millenia, and still looked as if he wasn't an age past seventeen. With brilliant white hair, and a naturally bright face, Kiba was the rightful knight of his king.
His senses had screamed at him to move away immediately.
Using the powers of a devil-knight, Kiba appeared to the left of where he was before in an instant, meeting something familiar. They were deprived of common sense, and that ate at him, when he looked down at the attacker's grin, the feeling took a heavier weight. Something about her eyes, he'd seen it before on someone long ago, a knight similar to him. Kept to himself a lot.
"Oh, then it seems that your kind aren't as weak as he said." The owner of the eyes, a woman whose hair was tied in tails, blandly gave the devil her analysis of him. In her left hand, a katana sprouted it's cursed blade into existence.
"But you're no match for me." The attacker turned on her heels and disappeared in a flash of shadow. Already feeling a muderous inention behind him, Kiba frantically spawns a random sword, and she laughs. The civilians start to run.
"Now, how should I kill you?" The invader betrayed no signs of lying, loosely biting her right hand's knuckles and curving her lips into one depraved of morality, affixed with the blood of her foes. She's hoping that the blood of these 'devils' taste at least as good as the ones of her usual opponents.
She was an assassin back home, her skills transferred with her anywhere. Asane eyed the devil, already knowing his fate once she heard near-silent footsteps. It was sealed the moment they had come across one another as enemies, but now, with Tristan here; a different kind of death would be the outcome.
"Oh, my. Hm-hmf. It looks like this has to end now. She's already here, after all."
A confused Kiba knew not to fool around, he felt nothing new around him, and the surrounding devils have already flown away. He saw reinforcement appear, in the form of a fast-flying devil who held his sword and scabbard in one hand, a large spear in the other.
Any minute now, there would be an army of devils appearing on the horizon, coming to obliterate whoever this person is, and whatever this 'she' is.
But he would have to make do with just his current aid. Thankfully, the Watch-devil had landed. Feet finally down on the stone that made up the city.
Fools and traitors, the lot of them.
And then, he would have to watch the next sight. He watched as a veil of shadows appeared right behind the spear-devil. He tried to scream at him, like anyone would. The invader cackled lightly at seeing his face.
"Judging by your face, she's already killed that idiot. Am I wrong? Eheh..." Asane disappeared, as he did the same, and stopped him in his approach of the devil. Kiba was left to witness a gruesome scene he thought he would only see in a fictional setting. Much less to someone he knows.
This supposed 'reinforcement'. This spear-wielding 'Grand' watch-devil, his name was Charlon. And he was the victim of a quick, efficient swing of another katana from 'she'. The dexterity weapon glides through his body, slicing up anything in the way, starting at his lower left abdomen, and finishing at his right chest, splattering his filthily weak blood on the cobblestone path. His bottom half fell forwards, skipping the knees and falling flat on it's lifeless front, showing Kiba the white of a spine that has been savagely mutilated, leaking it's weak blood. The remaining half, the top, had already started to fall.
The sheen of the blade was brought back down, cutting the thing again, straight through an eye. Mercy compared to what could have happened. Finally, the culprit is revealed, body stained in blood. An eerie add-on to her beautiful face.
The killer whipped her sword free of the devil's blood, and slid her katana into a long sheathe, it's red entirety appeared darker in the evening sunlight. An assassin, like her. With a pretty pale face, eyes a deep shade of red. Her hair, black in color, reflecting her nature, flowed in a deadly manner down towards her knees, with a large layer of hair framing her face.
"About my sister, that is..." Asane grinned insanely, and her iris changed into a light grey, the pupil followed the transformation, becoming a blank white of moral depravity.
HERE
Ei, guess who is here.
This one was pretty cool to type up, next chapter will continue with the current fight, you know, Rias vs Sona.
Tell me your thoughts about this chapter, do you want more? Continue with normal fight? Hit me with an idea you'd like to see, and if its not too crazy, I'll try and include it sooner or later.
L8r, bois and grills.
P.s : If you felt strangely offended and excited by the bloody scene, some cute kitten images will return you to normal.