So, you may have noticed I had gotten rid of Lucifer of Mammon, right? Well, I looked through the story and did not like what I saw. I mean, I skipped over potential relationship development just to get straight into canon stuff and it had weighed on my mind ever since but I always shoved it to the side to get another chapter out. And then finally, I knew I had to get rid of it.

However, I have also been working on something else in that time. And as you can see, it's a Devil May Cry/High School DxD crossover, two of my favourite things, well all-time favourite. I have a huge list of favourite stuff like everyone else.

Now, this story features my only child of Sparda and Eva OC, Drake Redgrave. So, there's no Dante or Vergil, but weapons from the DMC series will appear of course like Rebellion, Yamato, Ebony & Ivory.

Oh, and because I want there to be character and power developments, and all that shit, Drake is going to be like Dante at the start of DMC 3 in terms of the dormant Devil powers. So in power levels, Drake is the same as Dante in DMC 3 before Vergil stabbed him with Rebellion and awakened both the sword and the demonic power in Dante.

And this is also a harem story. It's DxD, which has a good stock of attractive women, one ain't gonna be enough for someone with the blood of Sparda flowing through his veins.

Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or High School DxD. I only own the OC Drake Redgrave.


Walking down an empty street was a seventeen-year-old male teenager. The teen had short white hair in a faux-hawk like style

His attire 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.

This was Drake Redgrave, a half-demon who slays demons.

Turning down an alley, Drake went down a set of stairs, arriving at a door at the bottom and entered inside the now revealed bar. The bar was mostly empty, aside from the bartender and three of guys playing a game of poker.

Sitting at the bar, Drake clasped his hands in front of him.

"What'll it be?" Asked the bartender, cleaning a glass.

"Strawberry sundae." Drake answered, with the bartender chuckling as he turned to face him.

"This is a bar, kid, no place for someone like you." Stated the bartender.

"Really? Just trying to sweeten up the air in here, it smells like shit, or more like, blood. And that's fine with me." Said Drake, as the bartender stopped cleaning his glass.

"Cause what I'm interested in, is this rumor I heard. They say that somewhere around here, there's a bar, more like a dive, a place where they'll take someone's life in place of money. Kinda scary." Drake stated, looking over his shoulder when one of the players snickered

"Sorry, forgive me pal." Said the player.

"Royal straight flush, is it? Playing a hand like that could kill a guy." Said Drake, before looking forward, while reaching into his coat, while the player set down his cards and stood up.

"How about, I buy you a round!" He said, walking towards Drake, only to be met with the end of a black handgun pointed at him, before he was shot in the forehead.

The guy's body flew back with blood flying out of the bullet hole, but rather than dying, a monster seemed to burst out of his body and charge at Drake.

Ducking under the attack, Drake slid back, just as the other two players also transformed into monsters, as well. Pulling out a second handgun, being white in color, and shot the two monsters three times in their heads, reducing them to bloody paste.

Going to aim at the first monster, Drake gave a small grunt, when it suddenly lunged and bit his arm.

"Not bad, Mr. Royal Flush." Drake stated, dropping the gun in his free hand and held his now free hand out.

Immediately, a large demonic sword fell out of the sky, crashing through a skylight. Grabbing the blade, Drake swung the sword and sliced the monsters ahead off.

The sword was massive with a heavy double-edged blade, notched on both sides near the tip. The grip is plain, but the guard is skeletal, with a skull-design on each side leading to the rib cage from which the blade emerges; on one side of the blade, the skull is that of a human, while the other uses a horned demon skull. The crossguard looked to be the bones of the arms, but are folded in against the ribcage part of the sword.

This was Rebellion, a sword given to Drake by his father, Sparda. (AN: It's the DMC 4 design of Rebellion, but dormant like in DMC 3)

With the monsters dead, Drake sheathed his sword on his back and holstered his guns. Walking up to the door, Drake paused for a moment, before drawing his sword again and stabbing it through the door, with the bartenders body falling through the window not a moment later.

Pulling his sword out, Drake opened the door, stepping aside, as the boy fell to the ground.

"Next time you open up shop, don't forget to add strawberry sundae's to the menu." Drake said, walking up the stairs.

However, before he reached the top of the stairs, another monster emerged from the bartenders body and lunged at him. Though before it could reach him. Drake spun around with his guns and aimed them at its head.

"Jackpot!" Drake said, smirking as he pulled the trigger.

BANG!


It was almost eight-thirty in the morning in a town call Kuoh. The birds were out chirping as they flew across the skies over a neighborhood, not many cars were driving up and down the streets, so it was mainly quiet.

Walking down the street was Drake Redgrave, now absent of his sword and guns, as well as his long red coat and attire. What he wore was a school uniform; which consisted of a black blazer over a white, long-sleeved dress shirt with black highlights, with a black ribbon on the collar, matching pants, and brown dress shoes. However, to add his own originality to the uniform he wore a gray tanktop underneath his white dress shirt and replaced his dress shoes for black sneakers.

Drake was heading to his new school; Kuoh Academy. From what he heard, the school was one of the best in the country. Many of the biggest names in the business and economy graduated from this academy. However, it was only unit a few years ago that the school was once a girl's only school. Now it's a co-ed, which helped it gain more rating and more graduates.

Drake had transferred from the States to Japan a few days ago, and enrolled himself into Kuoh Academy, so today was his first day. He had been busy with getting his place sorted, as well as his only source of vehicular transportation being shipped over from the United States, which was due to arrive sometime this evening he hoped.

While he liked walking, he also liked to drive around.

Drake had to do everything by himself, as he didn't have a mother or father..., not anymore at least. This was often a topic brought up when he was transferring from the States to Japan, and when he enrolled into Kuoh Academy. He gave them the truth in telling them that they died when he was young. He just didn't tell them how he died.

He stopped and stared ahead to see the school only 35 yards away.

It was a large building, almost four stories tall, with a brick wall at the front with a metal gate, an open away in front with a fountain between the building and the gate, and trees seemed to sound most of the school. He could see other students walking into the school.

Looking closer, he could see that the girls' uniforms consisted of a white long-sleeved, butt-down shirt with vertical linings, a black ribbon on the collar, a black shoulder cape and matching button-down corset, and a magenta skirt with white accents.

'Hmm, not bad.' Drake's hormonal teenage mind couldn't help but think as he admired a pair of long legs on a girl, noting how short the skirt was which made him wonder if a pervert had made it. However, he shook his hormonal thoughts away. A teenage boy he may, hot-blooded and with a desire for the opposite sex, he was respectful of women and was far from a pervert.

He returned his stare back to the school, a part of him slightly hesitant about this but there was no turning back now. He had wanted to try and give himself a new life, to be away from the chaos that was the States, but it seems his profession as a Demon Hunter wasn't to end anytime soon given that he killed a few last night at that shithole of a bar.

'Here's hoping my time in Japan is a lot more peaceful and quiet... oh who am I kidding, it's not going to be.' Drake thought, rolling his eyes at the wishful thinking before he took a step forward…

And step on a randomly placed skateboard.

The next thing he knew, Drake was rocketing down the sloped street with only one foot on the broad. His arms outwards to keep him balanced, and his other leg brought up. However, instead of being afraid, a grin grew on Drake's face as he laughed.

"Woo! Yeah!" He whooped as he did a few tricks on the skateboard, coming off the wall, jumping as the skateboard flipped and landed perfectly on it, jumped the skateboard onto a metal railing and slid along it before he leaped off...

And slammed right into someone.

Time seemed to slow down as the both of them were sent off their feet and suspended in the air. Drake himself looked up to see the ground was rising below them, knowing that the person was going to hit the ground first. Thinking quickly, he brought the person into a hug and twisted them around, so that he was under the person.

THUD!

Drake landed hard on the concert walkway, bouncing once off it, and came down again before they came to a halt. Drake groaned as the pain spread from his back to his head, before taking his arms away from the person. He got up on his left elbow and rubbed the back of his head with his right hand, his eyes tightly closed. The person who was on top of him soon got off and stood up.

"I'm so sorry about that." Drake said with a groan of pain and discomfort.

"It's okay," the person said with their own moan. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." He said still rubbing his head before opened his eyes and looked up at the person he accidentally crashed into. "I'm…okay…" His sentence slowed down to a stop, his heart skipped a beat, his eyes widened, and he blushed heavily when he saw that the person was the most beautiful girl he ever saw.

She was a beautiful young woman who appeared to be in her late teens, around my age, with white skin and blue eyes, with a lustful buxom figure. Wide hips with a small waist, and a large bust. But the most distinctive feature came from her hair. Long beautiful crimson hair flowed down her back, past her hips, and down to her thighs, with a single hair strand sticking out from the top of her head. Her hair also had loose bangs covering her forehead and side bangs framing her beautiful face.

The girl looked down at Drake , and the two were locked in time. Staring at each other. Neither of them looked away, as they stopped moving, too. He looked at her in amazement with a blush as she looked at him the same way. They were in their own little world.

"HEY YOU BASTARD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO OUR PRINCESS?"

Drake and the crimson-haired beauty snapped back to reality and looked around to see a crowd of almost every boy and girl surrounding him, glaring angrily at the new guy.

"Yeah, do you think you're doing with our idol, you fiend!" yelled a girl.

"Yeah, we're here first, pal! If you think you can just drop in and take her for yourself, you have to go through us!"

"YEAH!"

"I bet he's some kind pervert, like those other three perverts!"

"How dare you try that, you pervert! Even if you are really sexy!"

"Wait, WHAT!"

"Ah great, now we have to deal with another prince? Go die!"

'Ok, whatever this is, it's getting out of hand.' Drake stood up as the crowd started to move in on him. However, Drake shot them a dark glare that froze them in their tracks as the very air seemed to go cold.

"Get lost." Drake said coldly.

"AYE SIR!" The crowd quickly scattered and parted like Moses parting the Red Sea. Drake snorted in amusement, expression lightening up and he chuckled to himself.

"Never gets old." He muttered with amusement and started making his way towards the school building, unaware of the redheaded girl he crashed into staring at him with a look of curiosity in her eyes.


"Good morning, class. Today we're having a new student joining us today." Drake could hear the teacher from the other side of the door, as he stands to the side of it. After the incident, he went to the principal's office and got his schedule. He was able to find the classroom easily, and now Drake was waiting for the teacher to let him in as she prepped the other students.

The door opened to reveal his homeroom teacher; a woman in her late thirties with short black hair and blue eyes, wearing a red vest over a light, yellow brown outfit with brown pants and red slippers. "Okay, dear, you can come in now." She said with a friendly smile. "We're all waiting for you."

Drake walked into the clas, before staying in front of the class. Turning towards the others, he gave the traditional Japanese greeting and bowed his hea. "Hello, my name is Drake Redgrave, but call me Drake. Don't piss me off or get on my bad side, that's all you need to know."

"Oh... well, I'm Ms. Keane." The teacher said, bowing her head. "Now let's find you a seat." She looked around from any available decks.

"I have one next to me," said a female voice, catching the attention of the two. When he saw her, Drake blushed at the sight of her.

'Wow! Two hot girls in one day? Did I get hit with lady luck or something?' Drake couldn't help but think.

Standing up from her desk was a beautiful young woman with a voluptuous figure that could rival the girl from outside, around the same age as Drake, with very long black hair and violet eyes. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, reaching all the way down to her legs with two strands sticking out from the top and sloping backwards, with an orange keeping it in place.

"You can sit next to me if, you like." She said kindly before giving him a cute, but friendly smile with her eyes closed, making Drake blush even more.

"No, don't put yourself in danger!" One of the girls cried out to her.

"Yeah, make him sit on the floor!" One of the boys said.

Ms. Keane clapped her hands together. "Why thank you Akeno. You're so sweet."

"What! Oh come on, sensei!"

"Why are you letting that sonofabitch sit next to Akeno? After what he did to Gremory?"

"SILENCE, YOU HORNY ANIMALS!" Ms. Keane sudden roared, scaring the kids while Drake raised an eyebrow. "Go on dear," she said in her sweet tone. Not wanting to argue, Drake went to the deck and sat his ass down and faced the front. After a second of silence, she went on teaching.

Drake listened with his left cheek on his fist while writing notes. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he could see the beauty, known as Akeno, casting him a few glances. Near the end of class, Drake looked at her, seemingly surprising her. The two stared at one another before Akeno gave him a sweet, friendly smile and waved, which he returned.


The day went on and nothing else seemed to happen for Drake.

It was now the lunch period and he'd finished off his lunch (Which was a cheese sandwich, a bar of chocolate and a bottle of water). With nothing to do, he decided to walk around the school. The place was huge, with trees surrounding it and fields for different sports and a large dirt field in the back. Out on the field where other students in their gym clothes either running laps or just talking, as well as clubs were doing their doing their activities.

Drake was in the background watching the others on a mound, with the main building and a gym to his left. He wasn't the type to make friends, as he always preferred to be alone even since... that day.

He shook his head fiercely, not wanting to remember or think of that day. However, his attention was soon diverted when he heard yelling.

"Get them!"

"Disgusting perverts!"

"I'll kill you!"

Drake raised a brow and looked over to one side of the school, where the Kendo Club changing room was, and saw the Kendo Club team themselves chasing after three boys. He had heard of this in the first few hours of his first day at school. The three boys were known as the Perverted Trio, consisting of Matsuda, Motohama, and Issei Hyoudou.

The three boys were running like the Devil himself was on their ass, well Drake was sure even the Devil would run when it comes to women scorned. The Kendo Club held brooms, their kendo sticks, really whatever they could get their hands on to punish the three.

Drake scoffed with amusement and shook his head. 'I get this place was an all girls school at one point, and the female ratio is probably bigger than the male ratio... but damn from what I've heard of these guys, they need to get a girlfriend and laid. But if this is a daily thing, this place might not be so bad when it comes to entertainment.'

Shaking his head again with a chuckle, Drake soon noticed something out of the corner of his eye. o his surprise it was a really old schoolhouse, with trees surrounded it from the back and side with the front exposed.

Curiosity got the best of the white-haired teen as he went towards it. Getting closer, he found the old building to be two stories tall, with a wide length. Made out of wood that has seen better days, and veins covering it. 'How come a building like this was still around?'

"Hi there!"

The voice came from above, so when Drake looked up and was surprised to see the red head from this morning looking down from the second story window. She had her head resting on her hands with a beautiful smile on her face, as her hair swayed in the breeze of the wind.

She giggles. "You know you're going to catch a fly like that?" Drake wondered what she meant, until he realized that he had his jaws hanging and quickly closed them, his facing turning red with embarrassment. "So, what brings you here?"

"I was just looking around the place when I saw this building." Drake said up to her. "What are you doing in there?"

"This is where the Occult Reach Club is," she responded.

"Ah." He nodded, understanding. 'Strange. But, it's good to have a hobby.'

They then had a silent awkward moment. Awkward for Drake and not for the girl as she looked on at the boy in playful amusement. He really wanted to talk with her but couldn't think of anything, until he remembered what happened. "Hey, listen; I really sorry about this morning." Drake scratched the back of his head. Wow, he never thought he was the sheepish type. "With the whole crashing into you thing. That was not how I wanted to introduce myself."

"Oh? Then how would have done it," she asked in a teasing manner.

He was about to say something, but stopped. How would he do it? "W-w-well…I would—I would have um…damn it." He really didn't know how to respond, and that seemed to make her giggle again.

"It's okay," she assured him. "You did sacrifice your wellbeing for mine, so guess I should be thanking you, huh?"

That made Drake smile brighter. 'Who is this girl, and why is it that I want to make her smile so much?'

Then the school bells rang for the next period. "You better head on to class before you're late." She said, standing straight as she prepared to close the window doors.

"Okay, see you around." Drake turned around to leave, but stop and looked back at her as she was about half way close to closing the window doors. "By the way!" He exclaimed, causing her to reopen them and look at him curiously. "My name is Drake Redgrave, but you can call you Drake, and I promise to make it up to you!"

She looked down at him with widened eyes, stunned by his proclaim to her. Never has anyone in the entire school has ever wanted to do something like this for her. Most boys his age at school would have just walked away with a sense of pride after touching her, let alone hold her, but not this Drake Redgrave. She ended up friendly smiling at him. "Rias Gremory! Just call me Rias. And I'll repay you for keeping me safe."

With a nod, Drake ran back to the main building with a smile.

'New school with rather attractive babes in sexy uniforms, met two sexy as hell girls, witnessed a trio of perverts be hunted like it's the Salem Witch days, this might not be as bad as I thought.' The son of Sparda thought.


Unbeknownst to him, Rias was watching him go. Her smile weakened to a smaller one, as she closed the window. But then she decided to leave them open and went to sit down on a sofa, where she crossed her legs, placed her right elbow on her knee and left hand on her lap, and rested her chin on her fist and looked down at a table with a chest broad on it.

Her face had puzzled written all over it.

"So the new kid as a thing for you, huh." Rias turned her head to her right to see Akeno standing there. "And it looks like you're intrigued by him too."

"Then you felt it too, Akeno?" Rias asked.

"How could I not?" She placed a hand on her chest. "To be honest, I could feel it radiating off him. But it was also suppressed, dormant even.

Looking away from her oldest friend, Rias displayed a serious look with her eyes narrowed. "I know demonic power when I sense it, and he was radiating it very well, even though it was lying dormant." She walked over to her large desk and sat down.

Akeno titled her head. "Do you think he may be a half-Devil?"

Rias shook her head. "maybe I only sensed the demonic aura within him and nothing else, so it is possible that he IS half-Devil, half-human. But still... I've never felt a Devil with such an amount of power, even dormant. The only one I can think of with power to match is my brother."

Rias sat there, trying to process all that she knew. Doing their 'incident', she felt the demonic power within Drake, although it was dormant, but it was so powerful that, to be frank, it frightened her. After some research about his background, she couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. He was just your average high school boy.

And yet he was flowing with demonic power.

But there was something special about Drake; something Rias believes can get her hope.

"What do we do?" The voice of her Queen brought the Gremory heiress from her thoughts.

Rias smiled at Akeno. "Let's keep an eye on him. We may have a potential new ally or even a new recruit alongside Issei Hyoudou."


Alright, so this was just to start things off. After this, I'm going to make chapters like they are episodes or something, which means long ass sequences and stuff possible opening intros. Plus, I've been watching a bit of Supernatural so that may also be a reason.

Now before you start jumping to conclusions, Drake will NOT BECOME A DEVIL'S SERVANT! He's already Half-Devil due to his father, and I doubt Rias has a piece powerful enough to make him into her servant given that Sparda's power was said to surpass even Gods. There is a reason the guy is feared, after taking on legions of Hell's forces and defeated the Demon Emperor himself.

So no, Drake won't become a servant or part of a peerage in any way, merely an ally... and eventually Rias' boyfriend.

Harem: Rias Gremory (Alpha and main girl), Akeno Himejima, Raynare, Kalawarner, Kuroka, Yubelluna, Xuelan, Karlamine, Serafall Leviathan, Gabriel, Grayfia Lucifuge, Yasaka, Tiamat, Kiyome Abe and Seekvaira Agares.

There, fifteen girls should do it for Drake's harem. As for Issei's... (Yes, he's getting a harem as well, deal with it).

Issei's harem: Asia Argento, Koneko Toujou, Ravel Phenex, Irina Shidou, Xenovia Quarta, Rossweisse.

Now, as for Grayfia, she isn't going to be married to Sirzechs in this story. Instead, she'll have an older sister who is married to Sirzechs and the mother of Millicus.