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Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or High School DxD. I only own the OC Drake Redgrave.
It was incredibly late at night, around midnight, in Kuoh Town. Not much was heard save for crickets, some vehicles as people came home from late night shifts or were leaving town for their own personal reasons. The city's shops were shut, save for those that were open 24/7 or until the clock directly struck midnight. The point is, it was late and not a soul could be seen around that often... save for one who was approaching a seemingly abandoned building.
Drake Redgrave, dressed in his out-of-school and more common attire, which consisted of red pants with two black belts wrapped around his right thigh, a black, leather belt, black gloves, and high, black boots. He also wore a hooded long coat with Western and Italian features, that was a deep red, almost crimson color. The coat is short-sleeved, with numerous gold-colored studs decorating the shoulders, collar, and chest, with a single zipper on the front. While underneath the coat, he is wearing what appears to be a black long-sleeved shirt, with a red vest with black clasps over it.
Slung across his back was Rebellion.
The half-demon had his hands in his pants' pockets, whistling a merry tune as he approached the doors of the abandoned warehouse. Without another word, he reached and pushed the doors open with his hands and entered, his whistle turning to that of one who would whistle for their dog to come over to them.
Suddenly, from out of the darkness, a huge, grotesque leg resembling a spider's leg, shot out and tried to impale Drake who casually sidestepped then dropkicked off it, backflipping in the air and landing on one of the support beams with a chuckle.
"You missed." He taunted his attacker.
From out of the shadows came an abomination of a creature. Well, the upper half was of a very beautiful woman... who wore nothing. Yep. She was completely naked, showing off a pair of well-sized breasts. It was obvious this woman was a bombshell and would've had men staring at her as she walked past in the streets. However... her lower body was the real turn-off.
Because instead of a normal lower body, the lower half was a spider abdomen with eight legs. Oh, and red eyes suddenly started appearing on her face, her teeth also got sharper as she turned to eye her prey hungrily.
"You! How did you dodge?!" She demanded, spitting out saliva, blood and... possible human remains. From the stench in here, she had a recent meal. Drake just scoffed lowly in amusement as he leaned his back on the beam and just laid there. "You aren't human!"
"What gave it away, doll?" Drake asked sarcastically, swinging a leg while putting his left arm under the back of his head. "So, from the stench in here, looks like you had a midnight snack."
"And I'll be having another!" The monster yelled as she swung one of her legs at the Demon Hunter who just yawned before the beam was struck by the leg and smoke obscured the Stray Devil's sight of the Demon Hunter, but she believed she had struck her prey.
"Now... I'll feast on your-huh?!" The Stray's multiple eyes blinked in shock when she saw no sign of the red coat-wearing, admittedly handsome, teenage boy who did not smell human... at least not fully human. She looked around for him when she heard a whistle from above and looked up, only to get dropkicked right in the face by Drake, causing her to cry out with a snarl as she was knocked onto her side while Drake landed on his feet, brushing some dust off his coat.
"Like I said the first time... you missed." Drake said cheekily.
"Who are you?!" The Stray Devil demanded.
"What's it to ya?" Drake replied in the same cheeky manner, smirking at pissing off the monster in front of him.
The Stray got way too close for personal space and shouted right in his face. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"
"Ugh... girl, you need a dentist... and tic tacs because that breath is rotten!" Drake waved a hand in front of his face. "Smells like shit. Do you eat shit for breakfast, lunch and dinner?"
"You insolent little bastard!" The Stray Devil swung one of her legs, causing Drake to flip over it, then he whipped out Ebony and fired off a round which shot another leg. "AHHHH! I'M GOING TO RIP YOU APART AND THEN DRINK FROM YOUR INSIDES!"
"I'm sure." Drake rolled his eyes. "Too bad you'll be too dead to do that."
"Dead?!" The Stray then began to laugh. "You want to kill me? You can't kill me! I'm 200 years old!"
Drake snorted. "Yeah, you certainly don't look a day over 200."
"Fuck you!" The Stray spat.
"Fuck you!" Drake retorted.
"FUCK YOUUUUU-!" The Stray Devil lunged, mouth opening wider than humanely possible, intending to sink her teeth into the insolent Demon Hunter before her. but Drake grabbed Rebellion off his back and swung, the blade slicing through the Stray Devil's teeth which caused her to scream in pain as blood gushed out the missing areas of her gums.
"Oh well, looks like I did a dentist a favour in not having to check your mouth." Drake chuckled humouresly as the Stray Devil clutch her bleeding mouth, spitting her blood out onto her hands and onto the floor.
"I'LL KILL YOU-!"
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Whipping out Ebony and Ivory, Drake rapidly pulled the triggers to unleash a barrage of bullets into the Stray Devil's body as she charged at him, causing her to let out an inhuman screech as she rolled and crashed into the wall before falling onto her side, groaning from pain, blood gushing out the bullet holes in her grotesque body. She looked up weakly only to find Drake aiming Ebony right at her skull.
"And Jackpot." He said with a smirk before he pulled the trigger.
BANG!
The Stray Devil's head fell back, a huge bullet hole in her forehead with blood leaking out and onto the floor, forming a puddle under the corpse. Drake twirled his gun on his finger before he holstered it underneath the back of his coat with Ivory. He turned around, coat flaying from the movement, and made his way out of the warehouse to go get some sleep. He did have school tomorrow.
However, he was unaware of a bat was watching him before it left to report to it's crimson-haired master, a certain Rias Gremory.
"That#s the third this week. Without a doubt, he's a hunter." Rias said to her gathered peerage as they watched a projection, with Rias' familiar being the link for them to view through it's eyes, of Drake battling the Stray Devil... though not without mocking it and not taking it seriously at all, which means this isn't the first time he's dealt with this kind of thing. He came off as someone with experiencing in killing creatures of the supernatural, showed no surprise or fear, only casualness and mocking when in battle.
"A Devil Hunter?" Akeno suggested, seeing as the only thing Drake has killed is Stray Devils. It made them wary in case he targets them, despite his first meeting with Rias and Akeno, though they hadn't spoken or interacted with him since... well, Rias has actually talked to him after he apologised for slamming into her on his first day of school and he promised to make it up to her.
"Perhaps... but I think there's something more." Rias muttered with a frown, leaning back in her chair, cupping her chin and crossing her legs at the knee as she thought about this new development. Drake Redgrave had intrigued her the moment she met up... well, the moment he flew into her and took a rough landing for her sake. Her intrigue in him didn't really grow until they spoke later that day. And from the dormant, demonic power that lies within him... Rias had cause to keep a close eye on him from afar, until she decides to speak to him about the supernatural world.
But now... having witnessed him kill three Stray Devils this past week, and doing it with signs of an experienced warrior, Rias knew that she'd have to have that chat sooner rather than later.
But a part of her wanted to see more of what Drake can do.
"What do you mean?" Kiba Yuuto asked. He was a handsome young man with short blond hair, bluish-gray eyes and a mole underneath his left eye. He was dressed in the Kuoh Academy boys uniform.
"His aura and power doesn't feel like any other Devil." Rias said with a frown. "It's something else... demonic, yes, but not like a Devil's signature. The only thing I can think of is..."
She stiffened and her eyes widened as realization came to her. Drake had demonic power, meaning he was half-human, and he didn't feel like a Devil. Rias has been around many of her kind, so she would know the aura and energy signature of a fellow Devil, even a half. The only other thing she could think of is...
"A demon." She whispered with wide eyes. Her peerage's eyes widened as they shared looks, knowing what she meant by demon. Not a Devil from the Underworld, or Hell as it's called by humans... but a demon from the Demon World. "He's half human... half demon."
"But that's impossible." Akeno said with a hint of fear in her voice. "The Demon World was sealed 2,000 years ago by the Legendary Dark Knight Sparda, right?"
Rias nodded slowly. The stories of Sparda were always her favourite when she was a little girl. Her mother would always tell her about them before bedtime. How Sparda was Mundus' right-hand demon, commander of his legions, but when Mundus intended to conquer Earth, Heaven and Hell, to reshape them to his own liking, to either destroy or enslave humanity, Sparda woke up to justice and betrayed his demon brethren. He stood along against millions of Mundus' legions, fought them off and drove Mundus back into the Demon World which he sealed off, never to be opened again.
Sparda was a widely known, well respected figure in the history of Devilkind, given that the Devils offered Sparda a home in the Underworld after he sealed Mundus and the Demon World away. Sparda fought in the Devil Civil War, landing huge blows to the Old Satan Faction, and had even been the one to train her brother Sirzechs, along with the other three who would join Sirzechs in becoming the Four Great Satans after the war was over. Once the war came to an end, and the Old Satan Faction was driven into exile and forced into hiding, Sparda helped rebuild and establish Sirzechs, Serafall, Ajuka and Falbium as the Four Great Satans.
Afterwards, Sparda disappeared. He left the Underworld to live a life on Earth. He covered his tracks well, as he made it intentiuonally clear he wanted to be left alone and out of the supernatural world. He, for all intents and purposes, retired from the warrior life. Nobody was sure what happened to Sparda afterwards, for they respected his wishes and did not go looking for him.
Is it possible that Drake is a descendant of Sparda... or the son of Sparda himself?
"What do we do?" Koneko Toujou asked suddenly in her usual deadpan voice. Koneko was a petite girl with white hair and gold eyes. The front of her hair has two long bangs going past her shoulders and several loose bangs hanging over her forehead, while the back has a short bob cut. She also wears a black cat-shaped hair clip on both sides of her hair. She was dressed in the Kuoh Academy girls uniform, excluding the shoulder cape.
Rias was snapped from her inner musings at her Rook's voice and turned back to the projection, showing Drake making his way home with his hands in his pockets. "We'll keep an eye on him, like with Issei Hyoudou. I have no doubt that the Fallen Angels in town will make a move when they get a reading on the demonic power within Drake."
"Then shouldn't we move against them?" Akeno asked with a frown at the mention of Fallen Angels.
Rias shook her head. "When they arrived, my brother sent a message that they were here on the Govenor of the Grigori's orders. They haven't done anything to warrant my intervention yet, but be on guard. With a potentially powerful Sacred Gear user like Issei, and a half-demon with such demonic power, even dormant, like Drake... they'll make a move."
"Oh my God! It's Drake Redgrave!"
"The Dark Prince!"
"He's so sexy!"
Yeah, this was a typical thing for Drake to hear when he arrives at Kuoh Academy now, compared to the threats and glares he received from the female student body on his first day after bumping into Rias Gremory. However, things changed on his second day of school, when a girl named Aika Kiryuu looked at him... then looked at his crotch before she gasped, eyes wide, and fell back with a huge nosebleed which left everyone stunned. And then the girls in the classroom asked a question that changed how they viewed Drake. The question?
"How big is he?!"
So yeah, apparently that Aika girl can somehow tell how big a guy's dick is.
Seriously, what is wrong with these humans?
Now, a week later, Drake had a reputation built at school. He didn't know where the 'Dark Prince' title came from, but he just rolled with it. Let them call him whatever they wanted, he didn't care. He was loved by the girls and utterly despised by the boys.
What can't he just have a more simple life?
The son of Sparda sighed quietly as he took a walk around the school grounds, trying to find somewhere to have a little peace and quiet, maybe a nice little quick nap before the school bell rings. He had been out until after midnight last night, hunting several demons and Stray Devils down.
As he came near the Kendo Club changing room, he paused as he heard three familiar voices which caused him to exhale before he walked around to the side of the changing room and saw a sight that he was not even surprised to see anymore after the first couple of days.
Namely a certain trio of perverts trying to peek through a hole. Drake stood behind them and crossed his arms, smirking a little at how they haven't noticed him yet.
"Oi, Matsuda! Move out of the way, I can't see!" The one with the glasses cried out.
"No way! This shot is all but worth seeing." Another with a shaved head said.
"Would you two please move? I want to see the breasts on these girls!" Another with brown hair said.
This isn't the first time Drake's caught them like this. It always ends with him catching them and leaving them to the fury of the Kendo Club, even as the trio raged at him for ruining their chance to continue seeing breasts and probably naked girls, even saying it was a guy's dream. Now, Drake is 100% into girls, but he's not as desperate as these three are to see a pair of tits or a naked girl. He's no pervert. He'll flirt, but he won't be perverted. That just decreases your chances at getting a girlfriend.
Drake shook his head before he grabbed them by their collars, startling the boys.
"O-Oi! What the hell are—" Issei turned around to see Drake's stoic face that was actually emitting disappointing anger at the three boys. "Oh shit!"
"Redgrave?!" Matsuda exclaimed with anger. "Your ruining are chances to see tits!"
"Yeah!" Motohama agreed.
"You three seriously need to get laid... actually, you three need therapy because I don't see any woman with common sense who'd have sex with any of you, she'd have to be a hooker you paid to have sex with you, or a desperate one." Drake remarked coldly, smirking at their angered looks.
"And you're so lucky! Girls want to bang you everyday and you refuse them! What kind of a man are you?!" Issei shouted.
"One with more common sense and brains than you three, that's for damn sure." Drake said before he turned and tossed them to the ground. The trio groaned before they noticed a group of legs in front of them and slowly looked up only to see the entire Kendo Club had come out, hearing the commotion, and were looking pretty angry at the trio.
"They're all yours, girls." Drake said as he passed Muryama and Katase.
"Thank you, sweetie!" Katase said with a blush.
"You're a real gentleman!" Muryama added with her own blush.
Drake gave a two-finger salute without looking back, even as the sound of bokkens hitting flesh filled the air next to the screams of the Perverted Trio who cried for mercy... which the girls were not going to give.
He was unaware that he was being watched by a certain redheaded girl.
Finally, school came to an end and Drake had made his way home.
His home happened to be a large stand-alone building with an arched roof over the porch and double door.
The interior is a square-shaped room, resembling a studio, with wooden floor and plaster walls, while having wooden panels on the bottom part. Looking from the entrance, there is a set of simple stairs on the left, leading to a landing that spans the entire back wall and features a door that leads to the actual house, where the bedroom, kitchen and bathroom is. Underneath the landing is a white fridge, a couple of couches and large speakers. On the left side is also a pool table, while on the right side of the room, in the corner, is an antique jukebox, with a set of drums and an electric guitar next to it.
In the back right of the room is a nook with a bar in the corner.
In the back of the room, was a slightly elevated wooden platform, with two stairs and a carpet. On the platform, was an antique wooden desk and a chair, with a large round and wide column behind it, which acts as a support for the landing above it. On the desk was a picture of a beautiful woman, with long bright blonde hair and hazel eyes, blue with green around the center of her iris, and there was an old-style rotary phone next to the photo.
Drake entered his home/hopefully-soon-to-be-opened-once-he's-picked-a-name business shop and made his way to his desk just as he heard the phone ringing which caused him to sigh. He sat in the chair, lifted a leg and slammed it onto the desk which sent the phone flying through the air and into Drake's waiting hand as he answered the phone.
"Sorry, not open for business yet." Drake told the caller and chucked the phone back onto the dial. "I haven't even picked a name for this joint, and I'm already getting calls." He went to pick up a magazine when the phone went off again, causing him to grunt before he grabbed it. "Look, I'm not-"
"Still trying to figure out a name, are you?" An amused male voice asked on the other end, causing Drake to blink before he exhaled with annoyance.
"And of course you'd have to phone." He said, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"That any way to speak to the guy that helped you transfer to Japan, get your van shipped over as well as enroll you into Kuoh Academy? Oh, and also finacinally supporting your business which doesn't even have a name yet? Seriously, work on that and you can be opened for business." The voice asked with 'hurt' but still humour. Drake could tell that bastard was smirking, was probably in the midst of having one or two women in bed with him like last time.
"Get to the point, Azazel." Drake said, really regretting not putting a bullet in that perverted crow's skull when they first met. Would've saved him a lot of headaches... and also would've made him poor.
"Eesh, someone's testy. Anyway, got a job for you. The cash is good, so I'm sure you'll accept it." Azazel said. This caught Drake's attention as he took his feet off his desk and leaned forward, elbow resting on the desk.
"Go on." He said, interested.
"Not telling you over the phone, you have to come to my place for the details." Azazel chuckled, knowing Drake's going to be annoyed at that and he was right as said Demon Hunter let out a grunt of annoyance. "You know where I am, so meet in an hour. Bye-bye!"
And he hung up.
"Bastard." Drake scowled, tossing the phone back onto the dial before he got up and went to go get washed and changed into his out-of-school attire before he'd have to go meet with the Governor of the Fallen Angels.
'This is the place...' Drake thought to himself as he stood before a door to a simple home. 'Well, here goes nothing.'
He knocked on the door twice, and didn't have to wait long before the door opened to reveal a tall man appearing to be in his twenties with an average build, black hair, golden bangs and black goatee. He was dressed in a simple house robe.
"Drake! You made it!" Azazel grinned.
"Reluctantly." Drake gritted out before entering. They went to the living room, which was a classic Japanese style room with a small table in the middle. Drake sat on the floor on one of the table sides while Azazel took a seat right across. On the table there was a tea kettle and tea cups for the both of them.
"Care for some hot tea?" Azazel asked.
"Sure." Drake nodded and watched Azazel pour tea into one of the cups. "So what's the job? It better not be as messed up as the last couple you phoned me about."
"Well, to keep it short, I need your help with something." Azazel said, handing Drake his tea.
Drake's eyes narrowed. "I swear to God, if it's another one one of your-"
"No, no, no." Azazel chuckles. "Nothing of that sort."
"So... what is it?" Drake asked, sipping his tea.
"Well, not too long ago I sent a small group of Fallen Angels to come here and monitor potential Sacred Gear users. Their last report to me told me that they have found one that sparked interest and needs watching." Azazel explained.
"Who?" Drake asked with a frown.
"Issei Hyoudou. I believe he goes to your school." Azazel said.
"You've gotta be kidding me." Drake muttered. "The last thing this world needs is that boy wielding immense power. The boy is that perverted and obsessed with tits, ass and pussy, I wouldn't be surprised if he's your son after one of your one night stands."
"Harsh." Azazel commented, but Drake just sent him an 'I don't care' look. "Anyway, they haven't reported back since then and I'm very suspicious. I don't like it when reports just cease to be sent to me. I want you to investigate and bring the group I sent back to me. If you can't bring them all back, try and bring at least two to explain themselves."
Drake sighed. "I'll do what I can. What's the names of these Fallen?"
"Raynare, Kalawarner, Mittelt and Dohnaseek. Raynare is the leader of the group."
"And I'll get paid?"
"Of course! I paid you the last few jobs, did I not?"
"After delaying it for a week or two."
"Hey, you got paid in the end. Be happy with that."
The pay had better be good if Azazel wants me to clean up his kind's mess. Honestly, why can't he deal with it considering he is their leader?' Drake thought with an annoyed sigh as he walked through the park later that day. The sun was setting and soon nightfall would be here. However, as he came past some trees and into a small clearing where a fountain was, he paused as he felt something... and also saw something that was out of the ordinary as well.
Laying on the ground was the body of Issei Hyoudou, a hole in his stomach that gushed out blood. And there was also someone standing over the body. A woman.
'Hello gorgeous.' Drake couldn't help but think as he stared at the Fallen Angel standing over Issei's body.
She was a very attractive young woman with violet eyes having a slender body. She had long silky black hair down to her hips and possessed two black feathered wings.
Her attire consisted of a black, strap-like objects (resembling leather) around and under her breasts, a thong-like piece held around her hips by three thin straps, gloves that ran right up her arms with small lengths of chains hanging from them, shoulder guard-like objects on her shoulders with three large spikes sprouting from her right shoulder, and black thigh-high heel boots.
The Fallen Angel's body tensed for a moment before she turned her head to where Drake was and smirked at his appearance. The Fallen Angel placed a hand on her hip as she took in Drake's appearance and spoke in a dark, sensual tone. "Well, well, well... what do we have here? And who might you be, handsome?"
"Drake." The son of Sparda answered casually as he shoved his hands into his pockets, even as the Fallen Angel's dark gaze wandered up and down his body with a lustful smile, her gaze a mix of interest, lust and curiosity. "And who might you be, beautiful?"
The Fallen Angel's smile widened at his compliment. "Raynare."
'Raynare... the leader of the group Azazel sent here.' Drake thought.
Raynare smiled coyly at Drake, crossing her arms under her bust which pushed them up. "You're something else. I can feel the raw, yet dormant, demonic power lying within you... what are you, I wonder?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Drake challenged with a grin.
Raynare giggled as she sauntered towards him, hips swaying invitingly. "I would~." Reaching him, Raynare ran a hand across his chest and then around his shoulders, over the electric guitar case that held Rebellion inside, as she circled him. "Maybe we can find a nice motel and you can tell me while we're in the throes of hot, steamy sex~"
"Any man would take you up on that... but I'm not that foolish to listen with what's between my legs. Plus, the scene here is a real turn-off." Drake said, gesturing to Issei's body. "Mind telling me what this was all about, babe?"
"We were on a date together. He was so easily duped and deceived, it was almost heartbreaking to make me kill him. Of course, he posed a threat too great for us to confront as do you." Raynare said, now standing in front of Drake with her hands clasped behind her back.
"I feel honoured," Drake remarked casually. "Especially if it got me to meet a super hot chick like you."
Raynare giggled and pressed her body against his, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck. "You sure you don't want to take me up on my offer? I'll make your last night on Earth so pleasurable and memorable... you'll never forget it."
"Tempting." Drake smirked. Raynare smirked back as she lifted a leg and wrapped it around his waist. "Very tempting. But you're still going to kill me."
"Of course." Raynare said before she created a Light Spear and went to impale Drake with it when Drake punched her in the stomach hard to send her skidding back with a grunt. "Lucky shot. But luck is on my side if I get to kill both of our targets before they could become too great a threat to us. What's that saying, kill two birds with one stone?"
Drake smirked before he reached behind him and grabbed the guitar case, opening it and pulling Rebellion out. He pointed the sword at the Fallen Angel. "Well then, baby... let's dance."
Before the two could charge and begin their 'dance', a red glow on the ground caught their attention. Raynare's eyes widened before she scowled. "Looks like we'll have to have our 'dance' another time, hot stuff. See you around!"
With that, she flew into the air and disappeared through a teleportation circle just as the red one grew intense and then a figure appeared from it, a familiar girl.
"I am here. You are the one who summoned... me..." Rias Gremory trailed off as she saw Issei's body, the feathers on the ground that belonged to a Fallen Angel, and then Drake standing there with his sword in hand.
Drake looked from her to his sword... then said. "Okay, this is not what it looks like..."
And that's it for this chapter everyone. I hope you enjoyed it. Yeah, Raynare might be like her canon self, but I've got a way to fit her and Kalawarner into Drake's harem. Also, I need help with how to bring in some Devil Arms from the games, namely DMC 3 and DMC 4, though I'm not sure if some will work given there also characters with the same names in the DxD world like Gilgamesh, Lucifer, Pandora and whatnot.
If anyone has ideas to work around this, let me know.
Now, Drake's home is a mix of the Devil May Cry shop and a normal living house, with the latter being the second floor of the building. It's a mix of the shop from DMC 1, DMC 3 and the animated show.
Drake's Harem: Rias Gremory (Alpha and main girl), Akeno Himejima, Raynare, Kalawarner, Kuroka, Yubelluna, Xuelan, Karlamine, Serafall Leviathan, Gabriel, Grayfia Lucifuge, Yasaka, Kiyome Abe and Seekvaira Agares.
Issei's harem: Asia Argento, Koneko Toujou, Ravel Phenex, Irina Shidou, Xenovia Quarta, Rossweisse.