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"Come on, dad! Are you getting slow in your old age?" A six-year old Damian taunted his father playfully before his eyes widened as he had to jump out of the way to avoid being hit by a blast of the Primordial Power of Darkness, sent at him by his father.

"Oh, no." Revan remarked, playfully stretching. "Just getting warmed up!" He called, before firing a couple more blasts of dark energy at his son for him to duck and dodge around.

He delayed the third one for a fraction of a second before firing it at where he knew Damian would land in an attempt to catch him off-guard. It almost did, but Damian saw the attack coming and had a barrier of demonic energy conjured up to deflect the bolt of dark energy away from him.

Damian rolled his shoulders before he sent blast after blast of dark energy at his father, who merely batted it aside while charging at him, creating a sword of darkness which he swung at Damian who leaped back, creating a lance made from light magic and it clashed with Revan's sword of darkness.

"Hm." Revan chuckled in his throat before he kicked Damian back, the force of the kick sending Damian sliding back a few feet and nearly making the boy trip up. Damian righted himself before he turned the lance into a spear and threw it, but Revan parried it only to be dropkicked in the chest by Damian. "Oof! Not bad..."

Revan slid back a couple of feet from his son's kick, before jumping forward, deciding to engage in hand-to-hand combat if that was how his son was going to play things. His first couple of punches were blocked, though his next one got through and connected with the side of his son's face.

Damian countered with a couple of punches of his own, aimed at his father's stomach. Revan simply tanked the punches before catching the third one, aimed a little higher, and bodily throwing his son to the side and turning to face him as he landed.

"Your kicks aren't bad, but your punches are gonna need a bit more oomph behind them if you want to phase anybody." Revan remarked. "Like THIS."

Revan punched the ground, with enough force and power behind it that it caused a shockwave powerful enough to crack the ground around him, making it unstable enough that Damian was forced to take to the air on his wings. Unlike other Devils, Damian's wings appeared much like an actual demon's, though they were small but would be an intimidating sight when he'd older (Lucifer's Devil wings from Season 4 of the Lucifer show).

Flapping his wings to right himself in the air, Damian created two balls of darkness before he sent two huge beams of darkness at his father, who merely jumped into the air, became a blur, and backhanded Damian right out of the air, sending him crashing into the ground.

"Oww..." Damian groaned, shaking his head a couple of times before attempting to pick himself back up. Though due to the uneven and shaky ground, he almost lost his footing and fell down again.

"Damn it." Damian mumbled, as Revan slowly floated down until he was just above the ground, looking down at his son.

"You did well." Revan complimented, having seen Damian had somewhat improved since they first began his training a year ago. "However, you still have much to learn, son."

"Hope I learn it all soon." Damian grunted as he got to his feet.

"Patience." Revan raised a hand, telling his son to be patient. "You will grow much more skilled and strong the more we train your combat skills and your demonic power. Things like that take time. I remember when I was your age, I was weak and not the fighter everyone knows me to be, but being the son of Lucifer himself, it wasn't the best and easy-going training."

Damian tilted his head, which was a natural thing he does that it's become a common thing for him to do when he's curious about something. "And my training is?"

Revan chuckled and put a hand on his son's shoulder. "When you're a little bit more older, the training will be much harsher and harder, and you will have to learn to adapt to it or you won't progress. Am I understood?"

"Yes father." Damian nodded.

"Ahem." At the sound of a throat clearing, the two looked to see a beautiful woman standing nearby, having been standing at the treeline in the forest area where Damian and Revan had been training. The woman was incredibly beautiful with a slender, voluptuous figure, light blue hair and blue eyes. She wore a General's apparel with long sleeves with buttons on the upper arms, a blue scarf on her neck and high-heeled boots. She also has a tattoo on her chest.

This was Esdeath, Sarlith's Queen.

"My apologies, Lord Revan, Lord Damian, but Lady Sarlith has requested your presence." Esdeath said with an apologetic tone, her voice usually cold to others, but she had a warmer voice when speaking to the Mammon-Lucifer family.

"Very well, lead the way Esdeath." Revan said. Esdeath nodded and led the way back to the Mammon-Lucifer estate.

She led them into the enormous manor-house that had served as the family home ever since the end of the Devil Civil War, and into the lounge. On one of the sofas, Sarlith was sat, though she stood up when she saw her Queen, husband and son enter.

"Thanks, Esdeath." Sarlith replied. "Dismissed for now."

Esdeath nodded, and left the room, leaving the mother, father and son alone together.

"What's going on, love?" Revan asked, walking over to his wife. "Is something wrong?"

Sarlith inhaled then exhaled. It was obvious to her son and husband that she had been greatly annoyed ir even angered by something and was keeping it in for her family's sake until she could take it out in the training yard.

"No..." Sarlith said with some gritted teeth. "You know I was at that event Venelana invited me to? The one you skipped out on because you wanted to train Damian?"

"Yes." Revan nodded.

"Well, I happened to come across Riser Phenex and it was... less than friendly of a conversation." Sarlith said with disgust in her voice.

Revan's eyes narrowed. He knew about the Phenex Family, had some measure of respect for some of the members, but Riser? Oh no, he didn't like that boy one bit. Revan respect Riser's older brothers, but Riser himself was not deserving of that. Lust seemed to be his main sin to endulge himself in, because Revan had witnessed the oy shamelessly staring at women with lust in his eyes and even making comments about them, claiming they'd be 'honoured' to lay with such a noble Devil of a noble Household.

Even though some of those female Devils he stared at were also nobles and purebloods of other families.

"Did he do anything to you?" Revan asked with a growl in his words, his demonic power flaring at the thought of that little shit looking at his wife in such a disgusting way or putting his hands on her.

"He... kisse dmy hand in a formal way, but I could tell he wanted to do more." Sarlith said with a scoff. "Like I'd ever allow him to do that. He also made some... insulting remarks about our family, though it was under his breath. Had Venelana not been there, I may have ripped his head off."

"Riser Phenex... what's his problem with us?" Damian asked. He knew of Riser Phenex, but hadn't met him nor did he wish to until he felt like it.

"Nothing, he just seems to think he and his clan are the most powerful and superior one out of all Devils because of their power of regeneration." Revan said.

"And in a way, he's probably right. At least from an objective standpoint." He added. "Though if he, or anyone, knew what Damian and I were capable of-"

"But they don't, and neither you or Damian are going to show them. Not until the time is right." Sarlith cut across her husband. "Revan, we've talked about this."

"I know..." Revan replied, sighing as he sat down in the same spot that Sarlith was originally sat in. "So some brat held back from putting moves on you? I feel like there's more to this than just that."

Sarlith glanced at her son, knowing that he shouldn't learn about this just yet. "Damian, why don't you go to your room. I want to speak with your father alone for a bit. "

"But Mom-" Damian started.

"Damian." Sarlith gave Damian a stern look that he immediately knew not to argue with her. Experience has taught him never to argue back with his mother in some cases, and this is one of them. He just sighed and left his parents alone, greeting Esdeath when exiting the room.

"What's wrong?" Revan asked his wife.

"Rias had a run in with Riser." Sarlith said, causing Revan to stiffen. He knew of the engagement between Rias and Riser, based off the prospect of a child inheriting the Bael's Power of Destruction, which Rias inherited from her mother, and the Phenex power of regeneration, which Riser had. A child with both of those abilities would be quite a powerful Devil.

However, Rias was a surrogate niece to him, having watched over her when she was a baby in some few occasions while her parents were busy and Sarlith was too busy with Damian to look after the girl. He had not been happy when Sarlith told him of the engagement between Rias and Riser, stating that they should convince Zeoticus and Venelana to render it null and void and make a new one between Damian and Rias.

But Sarlith reminded him that the engagement can only be null and void through a rating game, if both parties don't want to marry each other, or if someone challenges Riser for Rias's hand in marriage, and Damian was too young and nowhere near a good level of strength and power to challenge anyone for a hand in marriage.

"Was it bad?" Revan asked with concern.

Riser tried keeping her close at his side, but she refused to. For a six year old, the girl sure isn't fooled by that boy." Sarlith said with a chuckle. Rias might be a Gremory, but she's also her mother's daughter. Stubborn.

"I should hope not." Revan replied. "Doubly so since she's engaged to him. Our Damian would be a much better fit for Rias: they've known each other longer, they clearly enjoy each other's company, Damian's not a prick who'd make eyes at anything with a pair of tits-"

"Don't you think I know all that?" Sarlith replied, looking down and sighing, before a thought seemed to strike her. "Hang on."

"What?"

"We both know Damian would be a better fit than Riser for Rias..." Sarlith began. "So why don't we have him prove it? Give him something to work for, rather than have him just training for training's sake?"

"You mean have him train in order to be strong and powerful enough to challenge Riser for Rias' hand?" Revan asked.

"Yes." Sarlith nodded with a smile. "After all, you fought off suitors who desired my hand in marriage, only fair our son gets the one he loves by doing the same thing."

"Hmm." Revan hummed, rubbing his chin before he sighed. "That means we'll have to up the ante on his training, similar to the way my mother and father trained me and my... brother."

"You are not Risevim, sweetheart." Sarlith said, sitting in her husband's lap and wrapping her arms around his neck. "You're better than him, and you even cast hin out of the Lucifer Clan after beating him at the end of the Civil War. And as for his son, he chose his side."

"I know." Revan sighed. "By my father, my clan seemed destined to be fucked up simply because of who we're related to."

"Not all of you, there's you." Sarlith said with a smirk, which Revan returned before they shared a kiss. A kiss that slowly grew heated as the couple's hands roamed each other's bodies. "Shall we go somewhere more private?"

"Yeah." Revan replied, his mouth moving to his wife's neck. "Let's..."


And that's the end for this chapter, another big help from SlashFan2018. Seriously, that guy knows how to help with making chapters. I'm a big fan of his work, and he seems to like mine if he's willing to work with me.

Harem: Rias Gremory, Akeno Himejima, Raynare, Kalawarner, Yubelluna, Xuelan, Karlamine, Tiamat, Yasaka, Kuroka, Gabriel, Grayfia Lucifuge, Serafall Leviathan, Venelana Gremory, Kiyome Abe, Seekvaira Agares.

Peerage:

King: Damian Mammon-Lucifer.

Queen: Unknown

Knight: Unknown

Knight: Unknown

Rook: Unknown

Rook: Unknown

Bishop: Unknown

Bishop: Unknown

Pawns: Unknown