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"So… today's the day." Issei said to himself as he and the others sat in the Clubroom. "It's hard to believe it's been two weeks already…"
Thanks to the House of Gremory and Sitri, as well as Sirzechs and Sylvia sending word to many Devil families about the urgency of watching the duel, and now almost the entire Underworld was preparing to watch the battle that was about to commence within the hour. Though quite a number of them were confused on why two families from the 72 Pillars and one of the Four Great Satans were pushing for everyone to watch a match between Riser Phenex and an unknown Devil that was challenging the House of Phoenix for the hand of the Gremory heiress. The Occult club was waiting for Drake to arrive to the Clubroom, then Grayfia would arrive to transport him to the dueling location.
"I know what you mean," Kiba said in agreement from his spot on the couch next to Koneko, who was eating from a box of strawberry pocky. "Suppose time flies when your lost in training yourself up. Feels like the blink of an eye."
"Feels like a day to me." Koneko remarked.
"Will Drake be fine?" Asia asked worriedly.
Rias took a sip of the tea Akeno had made for her, lifting her head to speak. "He will be fine, as long as he shows up on time then everything will go as planned."
"That's right." Akeno nodded her head in agreement from her seat on the couch, taking a sip of her own cup of tea with a small smile on her face. Across from them was Issei and the other three. "And there is plenty of time until the match begins."
"Yeah, I suppose your right… you ladies sure are composed even with everything that's going on." Issei commented.
"I have faith in Drake." Was all Rias had to say, with Akeno nodding in agreement.
Before anything else could be said, the sound of doors to the room opening made them turn to see Sona and Tsubaki walking into the room. "Excuse us for the interruption."
"Good Afternoon Sona," Rias greeted as she turned to face the two.
"Welcome." Akeno nodded her head to the two.
The student council president nodded in greeting as she and her vice-president walked towards the group, "Almost the entire Underworld should be watching the duel thanks to our Houses and Sirzechs."
"Good, thank you Sona." The redhead thanked her rival, who nodded her head.
"It is no issue, Drake is an ally and a friend. Besides that, having him reveal himself to everyone would be beneficial in helping me and my goals as well." Sona had a calculative look on her face as she spoke, "I have volunteered to handle the broadcasting of the duel for everyone to see, with the help of a few from my Household."
Issei tilted his head a bit at that, "Handle the broadcasting?"
"That's right, Rating Games or duels such as these are normally broadcasted to the families in question." Rias explained to Issei, who turned to look at her, "But because of Drake's plans, the broadcast will be viewed by everyone who wants to watch."
"So the Student President and her family are doing the broadcast to help their plans." Issei slowly deduced, making Rias nod her head to show he was right. Suddenly, a magical circle began to form behind Sona, and Grayfia appeared with a flash of light.
"I guess it's almost time then." Rias stated more than asked.
"That is correct, is Drake prepared?" Grayfia questioned as she noticed that the son of Sparda was not here. "Where is he?"
"He should be here in a bit…" Rias replied as she leaned on one of her hands.
Sona nodded her head towards Rias before turning around, "I will be returning to the Sitri Mansion to prepare the broadcasting, tell Drake I give him the best of luck."
"Thank you again for volunteering." The redhead said to the Sitri heiress as she made her way towards the doors, "It must've not been easy to convince your parents for the Household to be a part of this."
"The House of Sitri had also received the same notice from your brother, and while they tried to question me on why I was volunteering to handle the broadcasting, they both understood when I told them that it would be revealed during the match." Sona explained as she stopped just at the doors and turned to look at Rias, "This event will certainly cause a bit of chaos for the Underworld, we will have to be ready." With that said, the glasses wearing Devil exited the room.
"She is correct on that, Rias. Remember, not everyone had been on Sparda's son even before he redeemed himself and turned against the Demon King. He made enemies out of the Old Satan Faction, and even some of the Elders were afraid of him because of his power." Grayfia said, making everyone turn to her as she continued. "Sparda's power grew to tremendous levels. Even before he disappeared with Mundus, he had been a strong warrior with raw, demonic power flowing within. There's a reason they say he was so powerful he could rival Gods and even the original Lucifer himself."
"Woah, for real?" Issei asked with wide eyes. Grayfia nodded.
"There was once talk of him taking the position of Lucifer after the civil war, but he refused." Grayfia explained. "And so, Sirzechs, Serafall, Ajuka and Falbium became the Four Great Satans."
"Four Great Satans, you're talking about rulers of Hell, right?" Issei asked as he blinked a few times.
"They're the rulers of the Underworld, each in charge of certain affairs. The leader of the Satans is Sirzechs Lucifer, he is Rias' older brother." Kiba explained to the brunette, who turned to Rias in shock. "He gained the title of Lucifer after the war when the original Lucifer had died."
"Why would Sparda not want to take the position?" Asia asked with a confused frown. "He'd be leader of the Underworld, wouldn't he?"
"Sparda was selfless and did not feel worthy for anything after he turned against Mundus." Grayfia said with a small smile. "He rejected a lot. Land, servants, wealth, marriage contracts. All he wanted was to atone for his actions and help rebuild everything destroyed during the War with the Demons."
Suddenly the doors were pushed open, gaining everyone's attention, and Drake walked in followed by Raynare and Kalawarner. The son of Sparda was dressed in his original attire once more, 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.
He had Rebellion sheathed across his back and carried Yamato in his right hand.
"What are you two doing here?" Rias asked the two Fallen Angels, though not unkindly.
"You think we'd miss this? We're here to support Drake like you lot." Raynare answered, Kalawarner nodding in agreement.
"Sorry we're late, ran into a little demon trouble along the way and this reckless driver decided to hit every bump in the road." Drake said, jerking his thumb at Kalawarner who put on an 'innocent' look. "Wipe that look off your face, you aren't innocent."
"I take it you're prepared, Drake?" Grayfia asked the half-Devil.
"Been prepared for two weeks. Now, I've got an ass-kicking to dish out though I have to meet the jerk first." Drake said, rolling his shoulders and head. "Everyone... cheer for me, will you?"
"Of course." Akeno nodded.
"We'll be watching you from here, Drake!" Kiba said with a smile.
Koneko nodded her head with a small smile, "… Send him flying."
"We'll order snacks, pizza and drink to have while we watch you chew bubblegum and kick ass." Raynare said with a smile and a thumbs up.
"You'll win, man!" Issei said with his own thumbs up.
Rias walked around her desk and made her way to Drake, standing in front of him for a few seconds before bringing him into a hug, pressing her head against his chest. "I'll be waiting here until you get back, I know you'll win."
"Yeah." Drake wrapped his arms around her as he started to hug back. "… Any recommendations?"
"Not really, do whatever you like." Rias answered as she pulled back from him a little before giving him a kiss. Drake kissed her back for the few seconds their lips touched before they parted, "That is my way of saying good luck."
"I'll be sure to get more of those later on then." Drake said before turning to Grayfia, "Is everything in place?"
"Yes they are, many Devils will be watching the battle between you and Riser." The silver-haired woman replied before a magical circle formed in the open area away from them. "The two of us will be transported to the location where Lord Sirzechs currently is, Riser will be arriving the same time we will."
"That's good, and from there the two of us will be transported to the dimension where the duel will take place." Drake deduced, making the woman nod her head in confirmation.
Now if you're ready, we shall be leaving." With that said, Grayfia moved over to the circle and stood at its center, waiting for Drake to stand next to her.
Drake looked at his friends, his family, with a smile and gave them a nod before he looked at the girl he loved. "Enjoy the show."
"We will." Rias nodded.
With a determined look, Drake made his way to the center of the circle next to Grayfia, who fully activated the circle and transport the two of them away with a flash. At the same time, a giant projection screen appeared above everyone's heads, signaling them that the Sitris were beginning their part.
(Gremory Estate)
Three figures were seen sitting in their seats, looking up at a projection screen above their heads. Two of them were adults, one middle-aged man with red hair and a woman whose appearance very much resembled Rias' but with brown hair, these two were Lord Gremory and his wife Venelana Gremory, the parents of Sirzechs and Rias. Next to them was a young boy with short crimson red hair and red eyes, this was the son of Sirzechs and Sylvia and Rias' nephew, Millicas Gremory.
"I was surprised when I had heard from Sirzechs that the one Rias had lain with had chosen to accept the challenge." Lord Gremory commented as he thought back to when his son and his wife had returned from wherever Rias had been and had announced that the one Rias had slept with, though they withheld the name for certain reasons, had accepted to challenge Riser for the right to marry Rias. "Let us hope this will be entertaining."
(Grigori Headquarters)
"A commotion in the Underworld, you say?" Azazel said as he turned his chair around to face one of his Fallen Angels. In one of the chairs near his desk was the young man with dark silver hair and light blue eyes.
"Yes Azazel, apparently Sirzechs Lucifer has spread word out to many of the Devil Households about a duel that will take place between Riser from the House of Phenex and a challenger for his sister's hand." The Fallen Angel reported while standing completely still.
"A duel? Why would something like that be important?" The silver-haired youth questioned while crossing his arms.
"Hmm…" Azazel seemed to be deep in thought, it seems weird that information like this would land in their hands… Unless Sirzechs and the other Satans wanted this information to reach them, that only seemed to peek his curiosity. "I want to watch this battle as well, link us up to the broadcast and cloak our presence."
"Sir?" The Fallen Angel noticed the look Azazel was giving him and quickly nodded his head, "Yes sir, as soon as we can." With that said, he left the room as fast as he could, leaving Azazel and the teenager alone in the room.
The silver-haired teen looked back toward the Governor General of the Fallen Angels with a raised eyebrow, "Is there a reason you want to watch something like this, it seems more like a Devil matter."
"That's just it, and news of that matter managed to reach us… Don't tell me you aren't a bit curious, Vali?"
Vali silently turned his head as a giant screen formed above their heads, "… As long as I get to see some strong fighters."
(Throne of Heaven)
"A duel between two Devils for the right to marry the sister of Sirzechs Lucifer…?" A handsome-looking man with long blonde hair and green eyes said as he and an extremely beautiful woman with curly blonde hair and a voluptuous figure looked down at one of the Angel soldiers. These two were Michael and Gabriel, siblings and the two strongest Angels in Heaven.
"That is correct, the news has been spread to many in the Underworld. It was amazing that such information managed to reach us." The soldier said as he kept his head low.
"Hmm, what shall we do, Brother?" Gabriel asked as she turned to her brother and leader, who simply smiled
"Please connect to the broadcast, I would like to watch the duel." Michael ordered the Angel, who nodded his head before retreating from the area. "I'm curious to seeing the abilities of the current generation of the Underworld… What about you, Gabriel?"
"I don't see any reason not to agree, two men fighting for the love of a woman… It reminds me of a fairy tale." Gabriel replied with a smile, though Michael could see a flash of sadness in her eyes. "Yes… a romantic story."
"Thinking of the past, Sister?" Michael questioned with a concerned look, he might be the leader of the Seraphs and the Archangel of Heaven, but he still cared deeply about his sister.
The beautiful female was silent for a few moments before shaking her head, "It is nothing, let us watch the battle." A large screen appeared in front of them, with the image of Sirzechs standing with one of the two Devils that would be fighting, and a magical circle appearing in a flash several feet away from them, the glow died down to reveal Grayfia and the other combatant, his appearance making both Angels widen their eyes. "Is that-"
Michael shifted his gaze to his sister, who was staring at the teenager in shock. He looked back at the screen, the boy did indeed look a lot like him. "…An interesting duel indeed."
In a large circular room with several chairs spread out to different areas, Sirzechs, Sylvia and another man watched from the center of the room as Drake and Grayfia emerged from the circle and began walking over to narrowed his eyes at the sight of the unknown man, having the feeling that this... was Riser Phenex.
Riser was a tall and handsome young man in his early 20's with short blond hair and dark blue eyes. His outfit consists of a burgundy blazer with gold embroidery on the right with matching pants and black dress shoes. Underneath his open blazer is a white dress shirt that is not fully buttoned (just one button short), giving a slight view to his chest.
From the cocky and arrogant sneer on his face, Drake could already tell this guy was such a dick.
'This is Yubelluna, Xuelan and Karlamine's master, eh?' Drake thought to himself as he came to a stop in front of Riser, the two staring each other down before Riser chuckled.
"This is who is challenging me for my Rias' hand in marriage?" Riser chuckled. "You don't look like much."
"Looks can be deceiving." Drake answered calmly as he placed Yamato in front of him like a cane.
"Gentlemen..." Sylvia caught both of their attention and she gestured for them to sit at a table with chairs across from each other. "Sit, and we'll discuss the rules and conditions of this duel."
Drake and Riser nodded and took their seats across from each other while Sirzechs, Grayfia and Sylvia stood on one side as overseers.
"So, you're the one who sent Yubelluna, Xuelan and Karlamine to assassinate me four weeks ago." Drake said, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at Riser.
"Hmm, yes." Riser admitted with a shrug and that smirk that Drake wanted to bash off his face. "See, Riser noticed how close you were getting to the lovely Rias and Riser wanted-"
"Quit talking in third person, will you? That's getting on Drake's nerves." Drake said mockingly with a smirk.
Riser glared at him for being interrupted, then took a deep breath before exhaling. "Eveidenly, I was right in the fact you were trying to take what is mine from me. My Queen, Rook and Knight should've killed you but they failed. They should've allowed that demon to kill them rather than to return and annoy with a report of their failure."
Drake frowned at the man's words. He didn't even treat his servants kindly, which just added to the man's character. "You don't even care they could've died?"
"Why would I? They are servants, nothing more." Riser shrugged. "If they couldn't handle you or even a demon, clearly I made a mistake. Not to worry, they were punished accordingly for their failure." Drake did not like the smirk that grew on the Phenex heir's face, dreading what he was meaning in regards to his servants' failure. "Now, we should get to the fight so I can destroy you and finally marry my Rias. I look forward to seeing her in her wedding dress... and taking it off her."
"Not going to happen." Drake said, clenching his fists and he felt a brief spike of power from Sirzechs. His godfather (He was still getting used to that) had a slightly sharp look on his face at Riser's intentions with Rias. Drake looked at Riser, thinking carefully, before he stared Riser in the eye and said. "I have conditions to our fight, beyond simply fighting for Rias. Let's raise the stakes."
Riser raised a brow, looking thoughtful for a moment before he nodded with a smirk. "Very well. Enlighten me."
"When I win-" Drake started.
"If." Riser corrected.
"When." Drake glared at Riser who glared back. "When I win, I want you to release Yubelluna, Xuelan and Karlamine from your Peerage. They don't deserve to be punished because you couldn't get your hands dirty and try to kill me yourself."
Riser scoffed and shook his head before he gave him a nod. "Very well. They're worthless to me anyway. But that is IF you win, remember. If you win, they will be released from my Peerage and I will have my Queen, Rook and Knight pieces back. They can do whatever they want in their independent Devil lives. Is that all to your added condition?"
"Yeah, not hit me with yours." Drake said, leaning back with his arms crossed.
Riser smirked. "When I win-"
"If." Drake countered with a smirk, making the blond man grit his teeth.
"When I win... you will serve my House as nothing more than a slave. You will do everything a lower-class being like you should be doing. Cleaning the kitchens, the dishes, scrubbing the floors, cleaning the bedrooms especially after... intimate times." Riser chuckled lecherously. "And if you do good, maybe I'll let you watch Rias and I on our wedding night... or maybe the nights afterwards. And I will also take those swords you have with you. Such beautiful weapons should belong to a House of prestige, not some filthy half-breed like you."
Drake chuckled and shook his head in amusement. "Lower-class, huh? I may be a half-Devil, Riser... but I am far from a lower-class half-Devil. After all, I have my father's blood and power flowing within me." He looked at Sirzechs and Sylvia. "This is being broadcasted to everyone, right?"
"It is." Sirzechs nodded with a smirk, one shared with Sylvia.
Drake nodded and looked back at Riser. "I'm not coming into this just with the intention of ensuring Rias never marries you, that three of your servants should be away from you, I'm coming into this to remind the Underworld, the whole supernatural world actually, of a House everyone thought to be dead... but they were unaware that the legacy of that House lives on through me. Allow me to introduce myself, Riser Phenex. My name is Drake Redgrave, but you and everyone else can refer to me as Drake Sparda, heir of the House of Sparda, son of the Legendary Dark Knight himself."
(Throne of Heaven)
"Incredible… the son of Sparda…" Michael leaned back in his seat with slightly narrowed eyes. "Yes... I can see the resemblance..."
"Spards's... son. So, he really did find someone..."" Gabriel muttered to herself as she stared at the boy, Michael looking back at his sister for a moment before looking back to the screen… so that is what happened to Sparda, he had vanished somewhere in the Human World, met and fell in love with a woman, and had a son. When this was all over, he and his sister will need to have a discussion about this.
(Grigori Headquarters)
"HAHAHAHAH! Oh I love that boy! He always knows how to bring entertainment!" Azazel laughed, clutching his ribcage. He had been curious about what was going down in the Underworld involving Riser Phenex and Rias' hand in marriage, and as soon as he saw Drake, Azazel had been much more interested. He hadn't seen the kid since the day he put Raynare and Kalawarner under his custody.
"Sparda?" Vali murmured, narrowing his eyes as he stared at the image of Drake. He knew all about the legend of Sparda, and knew he was a very strong and powerful being... which means his son had to have inherited the same power and stength. He looked at Azazel. "You knew this, Azazel?"
"Oh yes I did." Azazel nodded with a grin. "Knew it the day I met the kid. I've seen his father in his human form enough times to instantly see the resemblance between the two. The white hair, the eyes, of course Drake didn't want me going around sprouting it and I agreed. I have the greatest amount of respect for Sparda, he was a riot to hang around with. Looks like his son is truly carrying on his legacy and establishing the House of Sparda for good."
Vali said nothing as he turned back to the screen, '… Drake Redgrave Sparda, huh? Show me a good fight. Show me your strength.'
Raiser stared at Drake with wide eyes, his mouth open slightly as he processed what the half-Devil had said. Drake turned to Sirzechs, Sylvia and Grayfia. "I think we're ready for the fight now."
Sirzechs kept in a chuckle as Riser was still gobsmacked. "Very well. The two of you will be transported to a separate dimension via transportation gate." Behind him, Grayfia raised her hand and summoned a giant seal a few yards away from them, though this one was formed facing them instead of on the ground. "Once you both enter the dimension through the seal, it will close behind you and won't open again until a victor is named. I will be leaving Grayfia to be the judge of the match, and she will be fair in her judgment, no matter who has won the duel. Do you both understand?"
"Yes Sirzechs.." That was the only reply that came from both Drake and Riser, who seemed to have recovered if that arrogant look was anything to go by.
The Crimson Satan nodded his head with a cool smile. "Good, then may you both put up a good fight." With a flap of his armored cape, Sirzechs spun around and made it to one of the chairs before seating himself, Sylvia soon joining him.
"Grayfia will continue from here." The silver-haired Queen said.
Taking a step forward, Grayfia started to speak. "As Sirzechs has explained, I will be the one to judge this duel between the two of you. There will be no time limit, which means the battle will continue until either one of you surrenders or is unable to battle. No outside help is allowed, this includes the uses of familiars."
Both Drake and Riser nodded to show their understanding.
"It is time for the duel to commence. As soon as the two of you are ready, pass through the gate." Grayfia moved a few steps to the side, leaving the two blonds standing there.
But then Riser began to chuckle, making Drake turn his head a bit to face him, "Is something funny?"
"I'll admit that I was shocked to see that the great Sparda had a son. However, I'm not surprised you kept yourself hidden all these years." Seeing the blank look on his opponent's face, Riser added. "After all, you are half-human. Sparda's pride in himself must've dropped far if he would sully himself by laying with a filthy human whore."
"...Insults? Really? What are you, five?" Drake retorted, not letting what Riser said about his mother get to him... but his fists did clench. He also noticed Sirzechs and Sylvia's expression twitch at what Riser called Eva, evidently they disliked insults made against the woman. "Clearly I made the right choice in living my life in the Human World, if being down here meant I'd resort to using insults like a pathetic child. And for your information, my father was nowhere near weak for choosing to love a human. His love for her gave him purpose in life. I'm glad I share the best of my parents, my Devil side... and my human side. Now if you're done throwing insults like a child, can we get to why we're here... or do you want an extra ten minutes to practice your speech of insults in the mirror?"
Some viwers stared at Drake in awe, was this really the descendant of Sparda? Those who had lived during Sparda's time and met the Devil personally saw that he did not give into insults, no matter how degrading. He saw insults as childish like his son does. Nobody could still believe this boy was Sparda's son, that the blood of the Legendary Dark Knight flowed through his veins.
Grayfia had a small, barely noticeable smile on her face as she looked at Drake. Yes, she could see a lot of his father in him.
Sirzechs looked at Drake with a smirk… the powerful yet passionate look in the young Sparda's eyes… It reminded him of himself during the war between the Anti-Satan Faction and the Old-Satan Faction. It was the same look he had the day he asked Sparda to train him. 'Let's see how you do, Drake Redgrave Sparda.'
Sylvia had a beautiful smile on her face as she softly stared at her godson. 'Sparda, Eva, you would be very proud of the man your son is becoming.'
Riser smirked as he began walking towards the gate, "Big words for someone who has never even been in a Rating Game before, unlike you I have been in multiple battles and I've won every single one I wanted to. Someone as inexperienced as you has no cha-"
"Oh shut up." Drake rolled his eyes before he caught everyone watching off guard when he ran and dropkicked Riser through the gate, causing the Phenex heir to yelp in surprise as he fell through. "I swear, f he keeps talking it'll be a battle of chats rather than an actual fight."
That said, Drake ran and jumped through the gate. The room flashed as the two went through the gate, and emerged from a second gate into a separate dimension. It looked like a giant chessboard with large chess pieces as tall as buildings standing around the battlefield.
Riser was getting to his feet and looked at Drake with rage. "Y-You dare out your hands on me?! ME?! Riser Phenex?! I shall-"
He was interrupted by the sound of yawning and looked to see Drake laying on the floor, letting out fake snores. He opened his eyes and smirked at Riser. "Oh sorry, I started dozing off as soon as I heard you speak."
"...YOU BASTARD!" Riser created a huge fireball and threw it, Drake still smirking as he remained where he was. The fireball struck where the son of Sparda had been laying, causing smoke and dust to obstruct everyone's view of the half-Devil. When it cleared away, the only thing left was a blackened and scorched ground, no sign of Drake. Riser smirked. "Ha! Didn't even last a-"
"Yoo-hoo!" He heard and looked up at one of the giant chess pieces, only to see Drake sitting on top of it, waving at him. "I'm sorry, what were you saying there?"
Riser roared as he created another fireball and threw it, this time Drake jumped off in plain view and landed on the ground as the fireball destroyed the giant chess piece he had been sitting on. Drake turned and whistled at the sight before he faced Riser, dispelled Yamato and reached up to unsheathe Rebellion.
"This party's getting crazy!" Drake said with a grin on his face. "LET'S ROCK!"
(Occult Research Clubroom)
"… It's finally started." Kiba said as they watched Drake and Riser stand opposite of each other.
"That was so cool how Drake dropkicked Riser and messed with him!" Issei had an excited grin on his face as his body trembled. "He's such a fucking badass!"
Rias stared at the projection, where Drake and Riser were circling each other. The redheaded heiress' smile slowly disappeared as she watched the battle as it was about to start, behind her Akeno gave the girl a concerned look.
"Drake will be okay, Rias, he's been through a lot since we met him." Rias turned to look at her Queen and nodded her head before moving her gaze back to the screen. "He will definitely win this."
"I know he will Akeno, I just can't help but feel a little nervous… this is the battle that will decide my future, after all. But... I have faith in him."
Riser opened his hand and a tall, thin stream of fire ignited from his palm. When the fires died down, they left in their place a sword with a long, thin, silver blade, and a handguard and handle filled with many rubies and gems, with the pummel having a large ruby in it.
"Much like those swords of yours, Sparda, this blade has been passed down the Phoenix family," he explained as he looked down at. "It was forged by our ancestors down in the Inferno, the birthplace of the House of Phoenix." Riser looked up at Drake with an arrogant smirk. "And now it will be the sword to destroy you!" He opened his wings and launched himself into the air. "Now fight me!"
Drake just smirked before he whipped out Ebony and fired off a single shot, which struck Riser in the chest, causing him to grunt and descend a little. Drake ran, holstering the gun as he did, then leaped into the air before stabbing Riser through the chest. The momentum and force of which had the half-Devil tackle the Phenex heir out of the air and sent them slamming into the ground before Drake jumped off and landed on his feet. He opened his hand and Rebellion was ripped from Riser's chest as it flew into Drake's hand.
"How's that?" Drake asked mockingly as Riser started getting to his feet. The two glared at one another before letting our war cries as they charged at one another, then their swords clashed in a mix of sparks and flaming embers. They broke the sword lock and swung their weapons at each other relentlessly, ducking or dodging each other's attacks, then Drake managed to get slash across Riser's chest again, causing him to stumble back but his wound regenerated. "Huh... nice regeneration. Not as good as mine."
"We shall see." Riser sneered before he spun the sword around a few times, then sent a crescent wave of fire at the son of Sparda who charged straight at it, then leaped into the air, channeled his demonic power into rebellion, causing the blade to glow red, then he send beams of red demonic energy at Riser who was quick to dodge but they exploded on impact with the ground, one of them sending the Phenex Devil off his feet and rolling but he got to his feet as Drake landed on his.
Drake stabbed Rebellion into the ground, then whipped out Ebony & Ivory before firing relentlessly at Riser while running towards him. Riser grunted as his body was struck with multiple bullets, Drake pulling the triggers with quick speed. The half-Devil got close and holstered his guns before punching Riser in the face, spun and elbowed him right int he nose which made him stumble back a step, then Drake cocked his fist back and drove it straight into Riser's chest, digging into it and crushing Riser's heart before the force of the blow sent him flying back in a spiral manner. Drake looked at the blood covering his fist and had a blank expression, before he smirked as he silently looked at the twitching body of his opponent, a burst of flames erupting from his chest.
Raiser had managed to get back to his feet quickly before looking up at Drake. "Was that all you..." He blinked when he didn't see the half-Devil standing there. "Where did you go?"
"Boo." He heard behind him and whirled around only for Drake to swing Rebellion and slash it through Riser's body, then spin and kick the Devil with enough force to send him off his feet and flying, landing on his back harshly. Riser coughed several times and summoned his sword again while getting to his feet, before seeing Drake giving him the 'come at me' gesture with Rebellion leaning on his right shoulder.
Riser growled and yelled as he spread his wings and flew right at Drake, who smirked and charged as well. Drake jumped and the two swung their weapons at each other as they passed, Drake landing on the floor and sliding to a halt before he whirled around and sent a wave of demonic energy from Rebellion, with Riser quickly sending a huge fireball to meet it, resulting in a clash followed by an explosion. Drake ran and jumped through the smoke, coming out the other side and blindsided Riser with a kick to the face, knocking him out of the air.
"C'mon dude, is that all you've got?" Drake asked, repeating Riser's words and sending them back at him.
"I REFUSE TO LOSE TO THE LIKES OF YOU!" Riser shouted in anger as he threw a flame-covered fist forward at Drake, who simply raised his hand and caught the fist with ease, much to Riser's surprise. The flames erupted from Riser's fist and divided in two directions on either side of Drake, but the half-Devil himself and the area directly behind him was completely unharmed.
Drake stared at Riser with cool eyes, "… Is this the limit of your power, Riser Phenex? I was really hoping there would have been more to it than this, but I guess that's to be expected… from Devils like you."
"What was that?! And just what do you mean by that!" Riser shouted as he tried to remove his fist from Drake's grip, but his opponent had a firm hold on him.
"Tell me, how many times did you actually train to get stronger?" Drake asked, making the flame user blink in confusion. "… I'm guessing you've only been taking things for granted by using the power and abilities you were born with, but even then you'd rather use the power of your Peerage first. You take advantage of your name and hierarchy as a High-class Devil from the Phenex household to get everything you want, and treating those who are lower than you in rank like trash and seeing them as weak scum, such as three of your servants who you would willingly allow to die and cast aside because you deem them weak and lower than you… The ones who act like that are the real scum, and the ones who are the real weaklings." Drake released his grip on Riser's hand before sending a high kick at Riser's chin, the force of the blow sent Riser into the air.
Riser quickly managed to regain his bearings with his fire wings spread out, his body shaking in rage as he glared down at Drake. "How dare you… How dare you… HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT!?" The Phenex Devil's flames began to grow at an alarming rate, causing some of the viewers from the House of Phenex and Raiser's Peerage to look on in surprise as Raiser raised his hands above his head, binding his fire into a giant orb, it was glowing as bright as the sun. "LET'S SEE YOU CALL THIS WEAK, SPARDA! PHOENIX HELLFIRE!" Swinging his hands down, the giant fireball was sent flying towards Drake, its shape shifting as it turned into a phoenix.
"A phoenix-based attack, huh?" Drake noted, his expression still calm as the attack drew closer.
The firebird screeched as it dived down at Drake, crashing into him and the ground surrounding him. The son of Sparda's form was hidden from view as a pillar of flames covered him and the area surrounding him. Riser panted a little as he descended to the ground and landed several meters away from the still going pillar before he started to laugh, "Not so powerful now, are you? It's too bad I won't be able to see the look on your face when I make Rias mine, but I suppose the looks on their faces will be enough… This match is over, Drake Sparda, I win." A smirk grew on Raiser's face as he began to turn around and walk away, but came to a stop when he heard the sound of something being sliced.
"Over?" A demonic voice spoke up from the pillar of flames, which started slowly breaking apart to reveal Drake standing there, unharmed, his eyes glowing a demonic red... and he had the Yamato in hand. "Who said it was over?" Drake then fully transformed into his Devil Trigger, wings spread in intimidation and the Yamato clutched in his right hand, the scabbard in his left.
"Just how could you have survived that? And what the hell is that form?!" Riser questioned with a slightly fearful tone, that move had been his strongest attack and this guy had brushed it off… not to mention the power that was coming off him too
"This? This is what I call... my Devil Trigger, my Devil form." Drake said.
"Devil… Trigger?" Riser repeated, before taking a step back as the energy around Drake started to build… before Drake took a step forward. "S-Stay back!"
"Now, you and all of the Underworld, and everyone watching beyond, shall know this Devil's power... the power of a son of Sparda." Drake declared before he reached for Yamato, then suddenly vanished in a dark red blur, causing Riser to flinch and look around warily. Then Drake appeared right in front of him and delibvered an uppercut that sent Riser into the air, then with a flap of his wings, Drake flew up and then brought Yamato down in a downward slash, slicing Riser's body in half before the half-Devil landed on his feet, his back turned as Riser regengerated his wounds.
"Y-You can't beat-" Riser was cut off when the Devil form of Drake whirled around and punched him so hard that his teeth shattered, his jaw dislocated and broke, then Drake grabbed him by the ankle as he started to fly back. The son of Sparda then slammed Riser into the ground by his ankle repeatedly, then tossed him into the air before flying up and slashed him with Yamato two times before dropping back to the ground while Riser's body crashed behind him.
Riser groaned as his body started to heal the wounds sustained. Drake walked over, narrowing his demonic eyes, before he dispelled Yamato and grabbed Riser, throwing him into the air then flew after him. He cocked his fist back and let out a demonic roar as he charged the fist with his demonic power before driving it directly into Riser's chest, which actually tore a large hole through Riser's body and continued until it slammed into the wall a distance behind Riser. Cracking sounds could be heard coming from the walls started to fall apart.
Landing on the ground, Drake returned to his human form and merely looked to the right as Riser's body impacted the ground behind him. "Your regenerative powers are incredible, but the fact remains that I am a Devil whose power is greater. While your wounds heal, you can still feel the pain when they are inflicted. And no matter how much you brag or boast... even you cannot keep simply healing and getting back up. I will keep slashing you apart until you decide to give up. This fight... is over."
With that, Drake walked away while Riser's body started to heal itself.
"Raiser Phenex retires. The winner of the duel is Drake Redgrave Sparda." Grayfia's voice was heard within the dimension.
And I think we can end it there. I hope you enjoyed the fight, and I apologize if the end wasn't satisfying... but hey, Drake could simply just keep slashing Riser up until Riser had enough, so there's point in trying to drag it out, we all knew who was going to win this.
Also, I've posted nineteen new stories, and I'm telling you through this since email notifications are down because of this website glitching. It's so you're informed of new stories to read, although the chapter updates will be slow since I'm going to be focusing on one story completely in the hopes of getting it near completion or at least with a ton of chapters before moving onto the next. The stories I've posted are listed below in alphabetical order.
An Avenging Devil (Devil May Cry/Marvel)
Asgard's Phoenix God (Thor/Avengers)
Anthony Black and the Philosopher's Stone (Harry Potter)
Devil May Cry: The Lightning Thief (Devil May Cry/Percy Jackson and the Olympians)
Dragonborn of Alagaësia (Elder Scrolls/Inheritance Cycle)
Godzilla: The Titan of Fairy Tail (Godzilla/Fairy Tail)
Jurassic World: The New Raptor (Jurassic World)
Marvel's Spawn (Spawn/Spider-Man)
Remnant's Devil Hunter (Devil May Cry/RWBY)
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.