KingVessel: I've been wanting to try my hand on this...
Chapter 01: The Dragon Awakens!
"Come on, guys! We're gonna miss it!"
Three teenage boys ran past at near Olympic speeds, rushing towards an unknown destination.
"Issei! Slow down." Motohama Nakakuni, the Perverted Glasses, panted as he brought up the rear of the group known as the Perverted Trio by Kuoh Academy. He had glasses and short brown hair. "C-Come on, Matsuda. T-Tell him."
"You're the one moving so slow!" Matsuda Takumi, the Perverted Baldy yelled back. He was bald with black eyes. "Pick up the pace already!"
"Less talking, more running!" Issei Hyoudou, the Perverted Beast and unofficial leader of the Perverted Quartet, called back to the other two. "If you lag behind, I'll buy just for myself and leave nothing for you two!"
"You monster!"
The two yelled as they temporarily kept ahead of their race. Then they finally reached their destination. The Film Store. AV section to be specific.
"We got it!" Issei raised their prize up in the air, safely wrapped in dark paper to hide its appearance in public. "The latest in the 'Big Tits In Uniform' series; '2069, A Space O-Titty'! Uncensored!"
Issei liked anime. He liked Isekai anime, especially the ones where the guy entered the new world and kicked ass and got a harem of hot women! Those were the stories Issei liked. Simple. Direct. Appealing. There was no need for some artsy plot or fancy gimmick, just pure, vicarious thrill with lots of sexy fanservice.
"We're almost late for school." Motohama said as he looked through his wallet. Although they had contributed equal amounts of money for the film, the look on his face showed that he'd suffered quite a bit from it.
"It's almost the last day," Matsuda said. "Then it's summer time~"
"I gotta drop this off at home, though." Issei said as the packaged the goods. "We don't need it getting seized by Shitori-kaichou, especially when you consider what we've sacrificed for it."
The trio briefly halted as they held back tears from their sad memories.
"Alright, then." Issei turned heading back to his home. "GO!"
After Issei reunited with his friends, class was almost about to start.
"Hey, Matsuda." Issei called out. "Is it true Yura from the Student Council was checking you out?"
"I'm pretty sure that she was just shocked to see me running again." Matsuda, after a random girl on the streets had mocked him of being a former jock star, had decided to get his running skills back. These had caused the Track Club quite some problems on whether to recruit him or not.
The pros and cons were quite obvious if one thought on it.
On the pro side, Matsuda was a former jock and school sports star back in junior high school where he broke multiple records, and judging by his current hobby of using the tracks when empty, had serious intention on owning his old title with pride.
On the con side, Matsuda was still an unrepentant pervert, and the track club still consisted of girls. Girls who naturally, were hesitant to invite him into their fold.
"Screw you guys." Matsuda buried his head into his Calculus book as the teacher entered the class.
Soon, it was all over by the next day. The birds were singing, the sun was shining and students of Kuoh Academy were gladly exiting, regaling plans about the impending holiday.
The Perverted Trio gathered together to say their goodbye as each had plans separating them from each other.
"Right before we go, I've got something I wanna try." Motohama said to his friends. "We all have our pervy desires, but this will the first time we separated for it. I've got a speech and um, let's put our hands together."
Issei and Matsuda, though heavily confused, each placed their right hands over Motohama's.
"We at this moment, head into the decisive battle. Have faith that our blades will not shatter. Have faith that our hearts will not waver. And even if our paths should diverge, we all share a heart of iron. Swear that even if the ground beneath us should be rent asunder, we will succeed and return to this place again."
After Motohama finished yelling, Issei and Matsuda stared at him blankly.
"Did you just rip off Renji's send off speech from Bleach?!" Issei yelled in shock. A fair distance from them, within the school walls, a blonde boy heading towards the Student Council Office, thought to himself 'No wonder it sounded familiar. Still, who knew Issei Hyoudou had interests in genres beyond Ecchi?'
"F-Farewell!" With that, Motohama turned on the spot and ran off.
"...He ignored me." Issei sighed. He and Matsuda then headed off to the Bus stop.
"Is Bleach a good read?" Matsuda asked on the way.
"Like hell it is! I'll admit it's got a good story, but it's only because of Orihime-chan's amazing boobs that I noticed that manga in the first place." Issei raved on, clarifying that the main reason he hated Starch was a simple fact. "There were way more attractive guys than girls! I mean, at least every single girl in there was gorgeous, but there was barely any fight in there which didn't end with a guy shirtless. At least give me more sexy girl times, dammit!"
"Really, huh?" Matsuda said, searching online with his phone for the digital version. "If I ignore the naked dudes, it should be the a good read, right? Weird, I can't find it in the Shoujo genre..."
"That's the worst part. Despite everything I just said, it's Shounen."
"What?!"
"Exactly! So many shirtless guy scenes with a slapped Ecchi tag on it, on a Shounen manga. When I looked at it's Fanfiction Recommendation page, there were way more gay pairings than straight pairings!"
Matsuda didn't think he had ever lost interest in something so fast in his life.
"Alright, man. I'm taking the bus here."
"Ok. See you after summer."
The duo separated. Motohama and Matsuda would later leave Kuoh for the Summer, leaving Issei alone and friendless for the holidays.
Issei stared at Matsuda's departing bus for a while before shrugging. "Time to go watch that DVD~"
It was nighttime when Issei's father called for him downstairs.
"Issei, your mother wants you to go buy her some fresh peppers."
Issei was almost out the door when his father called out to him again. "Issei, remember not to go to any weird places, okay? I'm starting to worry that you might get into trouble again if I let you out of my sight for too long."
Issei cocked his head curiously. "You can come along if you want, Dad."
"Nah, Your mother's still in the middle of cooking, so someone has to be available for visitors."
"Alright then."
As Issei made his way back from the grocery store, he passed a dark alleyway, in which as he heard a scream from within it.
Issei stared down the alleyway, as a few people who been nearby had frozen. Issei was shocked because he knew that scream.
Without hesitation and ignoring the shocked cries of the other bystanders, he rushed forward into the darkness. As he navigated through the turns, he could hear grunts, more screams and worst of all, malicious laughter. Finally, he came upon a very peculiar scene.
There were three people present in the enclosure, two of his juniors from Issei's middle school and, unbelievably, a reptile man thing. The reptile man had captured the girl, wiggling his tongue over her body in a lewd manner.
Normally as a High Class Pervert, Issei would have enjoyed the sight. However, Issei was very much aware that UMA was definitely going to kill her, eat her (a very viable option, seeing that his mouth was large enough to swallow her whole) or worse. There was barely any hesitation in Issei's next actions.
'This is not a peaceful day.' Tomoki Sakurai thought in panic as he was forced to watch the imminent demise of his childhood friend, Sohara Mitsuki.
He and Sohara had just been walking home Sohara had suddenly be snatched into a dark alleyway with a long, slimy tongue. Naturally, he raced after her immediately only to see what was the strangest thing he had ever seen in his life.
It was an awful mix between chameleon and human, in the most disgusting way possible. It had warty skin, bulgy eyes that swiveled around independently, a long, tentacle-like tongue currently molesting Sohara and horribly thin legs that looked too weak to carry it.
It was also naked. Unfortunately naked. Tomoki damned his good memory as this incident would forever scar itself right into his memory.
After trying to wield a nearby pipe to attack it, it had simply dodged while kicking outwards, sending Tomoki flying into the wall.
"Tomo-chan!" Sohara screamed at her friend's pain.
"Serves him right, trying to steal my woman."
"I'm not your woman!"
"Oh yes you are~. I'm gonna have a lot of fun defiling you and then eating you after I'm done!"
Sohara flinched away in terror as the tongue started to caress her face.
"There's no way I'll let you do that!"
Tomoki stood up again, ready to attack until the unexpected happened. A figure performed a Flying Drop Kick onto the UMA, sending it flying and catching Sohara as she came falling down.
"Sohara!" Tomoki ran up and after consoling Sohara, who sobbed into his shoulder, he immediately identified their rescuer. "Hyoudou-senpai!"
Tomoki remembered Hyoudou from their middle school as he was one of it's living urban legends. A High Class pervert with an old reputation for being a delinquent as well.
An example was when two years ago, a stalker had stolen all of the Volleyball club female members underwear. Hyoudou had personally tracked him down and returned the underwear to the owners, after singlehandedly beating down the stalker himself.
How did Tomoki know this? He had witnessed it himself, Hyoudou brutally punching down a guy in a hoodie while the underwear spilled out of a nearby bag. Later when a gang consisting of thirteen guys came looking for him in their school, Issei had beaten them all with some help from his friend, Matsuda Takumi, a jock star.
"Sakurai, right?" Tomoki snapped out of his reminiscing. "Take that girl away and leave this to me."
"What?!" Tomoki yelled as the UMA started to get up again. "You want to face that monster alone?!"
"H-Hyoudou-senpai, we need to run away." Sohara beckoned, sending frightened glances at the UMA as it settled its eyes on the highest threat in the area. Hyoudou himself.
"We can't." Hyoudou dropped a nylon bag he had been holding in Sohara's stunned hands and stepped forward, grabbing the pipe Tomoki had dropped earlier. "If we leave and it doesn't chase us, it will just attack someone else later."
The expressions on Sohara's face showed she wasn't exactly okay with that. To be frank, neither was Tomoki.
"And if we try to call a police officer, they obviously wouldn't believe us." Issei launched forward, dodging its tongue and landing a blow on its head. It was clearly ineffective as the the apparently durable UMA took advantage of an opening to grab him by his waist and slam into the wall, then the ground, then the wall again.
"You cocky human! You think you can get in my way and stop me from having my meal?!"
After a heavy slam, Issei laid on the ground, bloody and unmoving. The UMA heaved a bit, then turned towards Tomoki and Sohara.
"Woman. Come here."
Sohara started shaking, obviously frozen in spot until Tomoki suddenly stood in front of her.
"Sohara. Run away."
Sohara stared blankly at Tomoki who took a rudimentary martial arts stance. "T-That's impossible. We weren't able to do anything to it earlier and Hyoudou-senpai lost as well. And we know he's a strong fighter!"
"That's true, but that's no reason to give you up."
Tomoki planted his feet and yelled at the UMA. "Hey! What's your name?!"
"Rengoku." The UMA, though startled at the unusual question, answered back.
"Rengoku! I'm not handing over Sohara... this woman to you! I'm not gonna cave! I'm not giving up! Better give up 'cause you're never getting her!"
Issei laid unconscious on the ground, the others' voices seeming too far away, as he seemed to floating in an empty void.
'Am I dying? it's no good. I can't move, dammit!' He struggled a bit.
'If those two die, I'll never be able to forgive myself!'
"Oh. I was beginning to think you might be another 'asleep' host of mine."
Crimson flames erupted out of nowhere, surrounding and engulfing Issei yet not burning him.
"Do you desire power?"
"Yes. Yes, I do."
"You answered rather quickly. Do you not care for it's origin?"
'I don't have time to care. Especially if my juniors die because I hesitated. You might be suspicious, but between an uncertain power or my juniors' certain deaths, I'll rather take the suspicious power.'
"An excellent choice! Take it! Take if you can! For you are the host to the Red Dragon of Domination! You must handle that much at least!"
The crimson flames suddenly rushed forward, gravitating towards Issei's mouth and left hand.
"I-I'm not getting her?! Don't screw with me, you lowly human!" Rengoku punctuated the last word with a charge towards the frozen Tomoki. Then he was suddenly blindsided by a sudden impact on his back which smashed him face first into the ground.
"H-Hyoudou-senpai..." Tomoki beheld his savior's new appearance in awe and slight fear. Hyoudou had become wreathed in crimson flames, while a mysterious red gauntlet with a green jewel and 2 golden spikes was manifested on his left arm.
"Y-You dare? Against-" Rengoku suddenly choked on his words, staring at Hyoudou's arm in shock, which Tomoki noticed quickly turning to recognition, then unbridled terror.
"W-Wait! I-I didn't know they were yours! I swear I... I..."
Rengoku quickly fell to his knees, groveling and sniveling. "P-Please... Have mercy..."
Hyoudou stared down at the UMA with a disgusted expression. He walked forward and then suddenly kicked it's head, sending it sprawling onto it's back.
"You sicken me. You lay there, begging for mercy while ignoring how many of your past victims did the same?!" Hyoudou grabbed Rengoku's face while lifting him upwards with his gauntlet arm. Through the gaps in Hyoudou's fingers, Tomoki could see the blank terror occupying the UMA's face when it had only been filled with sadism and rage before.
"Are you casually forgetting that just a minute ago, we were your victims?! And you have the effrontery and stupidity to beg mercy from us?!"
Sohara flinched and Tomoki soothingly patted her back, knowing well enough that if Hyoudou hadn't arrived when he did, no amount of begging would have saved Sohara.
"Well, let me reward you." Hyoudou's right hand sucked up all the flames until it was practically a small sun of crimson flames with a glowing center.
Hyoudou put up the 'sun' to right in front of his gauntlet. Which was also had the benefit shining on Rengoku's face and highlighting his utterly terrified face.
"Red Dragon's Sunbeam."
The 'sun' became a concentrated beam of crimson flames which swallowed the screaming UMA's body, and set the surroundings in front of him on fire. By the time Hyoudou stopped the attack, There was nothing left of the UMA's body, not even ash.
"H-Hyoudou-senpai?" Sohara called out hesitantly. Hyoudou turned around to face them. As he did so, Tomoki noticed that Hyoudou's shadow created from the flames, which while hazy but still with a human appearance, had become that of a rising dragon looking down onto the World.
KingVessel: I always wanted to try my hand at a DxD fanfic. Please review.
