Balor Over Hell 3 - or 'I am kind of like DIO but Femboy and with an actual interest in women' (Gasper Vladi!SI DxD)
I am not an only child.
Yes, as much of a surprise this was for anyone, the notion that I had 'older' siblings caught me off-guard. Not much on the fact that I had siblings- after all, that would explain why daddy dearest didn't flip a storm in canon for the execution of his sole heir trying to make a run for freedom.
No, I was surprised because I expected these siblings of mine to be much older than I was. In a way, that was the case as my big brother, Orpheus, was 13 while my big sister, Victoria, was 12.
The former was given a martial education- he was taught traditional strategies and methods to win practical battles… had those happened in medieval times. Truly a sad realization, I know but… then there's my sister.
Victoria was given the choice to pick something a bit more 'modern' and she settled to get a human tutor from the University of Bucharest to be her teacher through advanced education. An interesting detail if not for the fact she lacked the drive to pursue the maximum efficiency of what that opportunity offered.
She was barely into middle school education despite having been studying for a while now, lazily ignoring the expense that long time spent with the tutor warranted. I was displeased, but I couldn't blame a kid, vampire or not, for being… lazy when it came to homework.
Still, the way I was 'reminded' this was through their return for Christmas. Oh yes, 'we' (as in the Vladi family minus I) celebrated Christmas to an extent. Father wanted his good kids around to praise them and let the praise be known to others so that they know who had been a good daddy.
Now, Gasper was not invited- in fact, he was supposed to be barred from this event and… that wasn't good.
Not good at all.
You see, I love Christmas. It was a warm chance for a family to find happiness and joy… and beyond that crap, there were nice things to get out of fancy gift-boxes under the table.
Gasper, I learned through a general lack of Christmas-y shit, had never celebrated the event. Which was sad, and it made me really concerned.
I am a growing boy after all and I had to show my value within my own family- even if it meant having to crack some skulls- I mean eggs. Pancakes are good and… wait, since I am a Dhampir, does it mean that I could technically try blood pancakes?
That was something to add to the to-do-vampire-shit list.
Still, it was Xmas- a most wonderful time of the year in Romania. And I, a good boy with some naughty thoughts, decided it was time to break tradition and reunite the family.
Some of the servants, silly beings that they are, tried to stop me. Of course, they folded with some convincement through dead-glaring and… I was soon pushing the doors to the large living room open so Fredi and I could step inside.
The noise and the action silenced the few groups inside the festive room. Eyes aiming forward, I stared right at my family as they were all sitting together by the dining table. Father sitting in the leading chair, while his beloved children sat to his sides.
Victoria raised a surprised brow, while Orpheus- boy, he looked irritated. But not as irritated as daddy dearest, the tall man that was Lord Vladi looked quite murderous. I saw some of the guards move to try and defuse the situation but… a mere 'smile' was enough to make them pause.
"Hello father. Fancy to see this event going so wonderfully~," I greeted happily. "And oh my, Orphy and Vicky! It's been so long since I last saw you both here~!"
"Gasper," He replied curtly, holding in so much rage. "I didn't order you to join us."
"Oh, but you did," I rebuked giddily, stunning him for a moment as I retrieved two pieces of papers that both my siblings quickly recognized- those were the letters daddy dearest tends to send them each year for these events. "After all, your orders were quite clear when you sent the letters to Orphy and Vicky. All members of the family have to be there."
"You are not part of the family," Orpheus rebuked and I grinned like a maniac. "What?"
"I am still Gasper Vladi unless father had taken his tired butt to sign the paperwork to remove me- which is nigh-impossible since it would be such a waste of potential to let my Sacred Gear out of his clutches."
Orpheus frowned, then turned to Lord Vladi and… he realized I had a point.
"So, you seek to just sully this event with your presence, brother?" Victoria inquired and my smile could only widen from this.
"Oh no, that would be rude of me. So, rather than just sully it, I thought ruining it would be more effective," I happily claimed, then aiming two fingers at my siblings. "Which is why, as my right as one of the children of the current Head of the Family, I challenge you both for the title of Heir of the Vladi Family."
The people all around were gossiping on this power move… or suicidal attempt. Either way, they were talking and judging, with my siblings surprised (Vicky) and darkly amused (Orphy) by this proclamation.
Father… scowled at this. "Do you understand that such a gamble could lead to your death, son?"
"But of course, Papa! After all, such a daring move wouldn't be in my mind if I had something to lose beyond my life," I replied mirthfully, my grin turning vicious. "So… you want to fight or do you want to concede now?"
Ah yes, nothing goes to show how much one loves his family if not through a deadly battle to determine who is the second-in-charge in the whole family. Never thought I would have ended up in this spot but… let's be honest, I had planned to just take on daddy dearest had I been a single child of his. Less issues in that regard, but this just makes things more interesting.
Still, let's make a bit of a mental note of my opponents: Orphy was a power-hitter, while Vicky was a spell-caster. Both were reasonably dangerous when put together, as the 'unbiased' referee picked for the event said nothing when Vicky just cast a spell on Orphy to make him faster and tougher before the match started. Nasty foul at that, but I knew they needed it.
And yet it wasn't enough.
Father watched from his little throne in the old arena, his glare so harsh and brutal that I could feel him burn through my skull with that intense look. I took it as a compliment while I readied my body for what was going to be a fun learning experience.
The match started and I refrained from rushing first. I didn't need to as my meathead of a brother just bolted for a quick win. Orpheus… I think he lost his Sun Tzu's booklet because he forgot that to attack an unknown element in battle directly and so brazenly was such a silly approach.
I could even see some people flinching, either for that or for an expected brutal massacre I would have been subjected to…
Had I not gotten as far as I needed with my Sacred Gear to overkill this match in its entirety.
A blink, all that I needed to get things done. Time stopped as I had so many eyes aimed at me, giving me the pleasure to use [Balor] to an extensive degree. I knew better than holding back in brutalizing Orphy as he was a tank for damage. He could sponge so much pain before fainting so… I had to hit him very hard.
Poor naive bastard suddenly had numerous enhanced knives stabbing into his body in that frozen time. So many of which hit non-dangerous spots in his form, just so he would collapse but not die. I went for 42 knives, feeling compelled to manifest my sexual frustration of what I was going to do once Valerie was older and ready for banging- only with less stabbing and more dicking.
Vicky was a different case altogether. She was a little bitch, but not a complete idiot as Orphy. She was clever enough to have her doubts, hence why she always restrained from hitting hard with the insults and… she clearly didn't like how the situation towards me was treated.
So, I just decided to give her a mild-humiliation. A public one, by tying her up like a salami, and a 'private one' as I took her panties off. I wasn't going to use them for anything, but I wanted her to know that just because she picked inaction, that didn't make her an innocent bystander. Only a low-tier bitch.
Once I was done teaching them a lesson, time resumed and the public was gasping in shock at the end result.
An unconscious Orpheus twitching on the ground as numerous stab-wounds were putting him in a very unpleasant but livable spot, while Vicky was red-faced as she struggled against the magic-nullifying ropes I used to tie her up; her panties were safely kept away from anyone's watch. It was now a siblings' secret.
Father's harsh glare didn't worsen, but it didn't lessen. He just stared at me mutedly, trying to get a different reaction from him. But I didn't even give him much smugness as I had won and saw no point in 'ruining' my plans for him just yet. The smug could be conserved for later when it would make so much sense.
Right now? I just ruled over two classically-trained vampires and proved a point: we have the potential to be Devils but less cool, but that's no reason to turn every generation into a bunch of stuck-ups.
Despite daddy dearest's hope for me to lose, he conceded that I had won and… I walked back to my room. For the day, not forever. Not until my pops was still alive and ready to undermine my existence.
But that was in my plans. I just needed to get some things done first to gain control of the entire family.
AN
Family, the more you have it, the more are the chances of them stabbing you in the butt. Mostly when you are a vampire, tho.
And yes, Gasper canonically has siblings, it's just that they are never mentioned by names.
