Itachi Sitri

by Michael Shadow

After the edo tensei was undone, Itachi gets offered a second chance by a dark being, the next thing he knows he has a twin sister, an older sister and two new parents, and they are all devils. I don't own anything! No Chakra Itachi, Itachi x harem(small), more information in ch1. Rated M because it's DxD.

32. The Mightiest of their Generation!

Chapter 32: The Mightiest of their Generation!

In the weeks following the betrayal and the death of Diodora Astaroth, Rias Gremory was declared the winner by default as Diodora aligned himself with Khaos Brigade. And thus, Rias had advanced to the semifinals of the Rating Game tournament where she would face Sona Sitri. Although two more matches still remained before the semifinals could take place.

The contender for the third match in the Rating Game tournament, Sairaorg Bael stood before a hospital bed in an empty room. Sairaorg placed a vase with a variety of flowers from the Underworld onto the nightstand next to the bed. Sairaorg had a soft expression as he gazed down on the sleeping form of his mother, Misla Bael. A beautiful woman with long brown hair. "Mother, I hope you like the flowers. Magdaran was kind enough to provide them for me. He still doesn't quite like me though… Heh, but he still my little brother." Sairaorg smiled, despite knowing his half-brother disliked him. Sairaorg's father Lord Bael got a second wife after Sairaorg and his mother were shunned from the Bael family due to Sairaorg being born without the power of destruction. Lord Bael had a second son named Magdaran Bael, Sairaorg's half-brother although his father distant himself from even Magdaran despite him being born with what Sairaorg lacked. Then when Sairaorg challenged Magdaran for the title of Bael heir, and won, their father further distant himself from both his sons viewing them as failures.

Sairaorg understood why his brother hated him, but that didn't stop Sairaorg from trying and form some sort of bond with his brother. "Maybe I should have Magdaran talk with Itachi… they both share the similar stoic cool looking face after all. Maybe that can help us create a brotherly bond." Sairaorg joked as he looked over his mother.

Standing in the background was Misla's personal butler looking saddened at the scene. 'Young master Sairaorg…' His heart bleed out for Sairaorg and Misla, ever since Misla's sickness made her fall into a coma. Sairaorg had been coming to visit his comatose mother as often as he could, telling her stories of his adventures and of his friendly rivalry with the Sitri heir Itachi.

"My match is coming up next for the Rating Game tournament… I will keep my promise to you, I swear it." Sairaorg but his rough big hand onto his mother's pale looking hand. The ghostly echo of his mother telling him to become the strongest there was going through his mind. "One day… when you wake up… mom, I will bring you to watch one of my Rating Games. I will make you proud." Sairaorg trembled a bit as he knew the chances of his mother waking up were nearly zero.

Sairaorg kept on smiling, if his mother could somehow see him or hear him, he didn't want to either look nor sound sad. He would remain brave and confident, for his mother he would continue being optimistic of her recovery. The silence was interrupted by a knock on the door, to which a woman spoke. "Master Sairaorg, the Rating Game match starts in five minutes."

"Mm! I will be right there, Kuisha!" Sairaorg's voice was filled with confidence and positivity, and he smiled brightly and his gaze hardening into a determined stare. He would prevail in this Rating Game without fail. "Henry, take care of my mother." Sairaorg looked to his mother's butler.

"You can count on me, young master. Me and Lady Misla wish you good luck." Henry smiled brightly at Sairaorg.

"Mm!" Sairaorg responded with a nod and went out to meet with Kuisha, the Queen of his peerage. A beautiful voluptuous young woman with long blond hair tied into a ponytail with capturing pale blue eyes. "Yosh! I'm all pumped up! Let's go!" Sairaorg smiled enthusiastically.

Sairaorg and Kuisha met with the rest of the Peerage, all gathered to greet Sairaorg. "Alright everyone, time to go."

"I'm sure you will put on quite the flashy show, Sairaorg-sama." Another young blond beauty spoke, her eyes red, her blond hair wavey. She was dressed like a business woman as she was in a suit.

"Coriana, when does Sairaorg-sama not show off?" A man dressed like a medieval knight snickered.

"Beluga's got you there." A man who resembled more like a rock master agreed with the knight. He was rather bulky and muscular, standing at over nine feet tall.

"I much rather look forward to our match against Itachi Sitri in the semifinals." A man with blond long hair dressed in light armor declared.

"But Liban, Itachi Sitri hasn't even beaten his opponent yet. He is fighting in the fourth match against Seekvaria Agares." The rock monster like man said.

"Come on Gandoma, not that I am calling the heir of Agares weak, but the results of the fourth match are pretty obvious. Itachi Sitri like master Sairaorg is just built different from the others."

"Even so, with how some of the rules are like in these Rating Game matches, anything can happen." A tall lanky looking man with green hair and red eyes spoke.

"I don't know Ladora. I agree with Liban, master Sairaorg's rival should easily manage to advance to the semifinals. Otherwise, he wouldn't be worthy of being Sairaorg-sama's rival." A young boy with green hair wearing a white hood declared, siding with the blond-haired man in armor.

"Misteeta, I would like for you to take your words back. Itachi has always been worthy of being my rival. Although, I must admit. It would be boring if I didn't get the chance to fight him in the semifinals." Sairaorg gave a wholeheartedly laugh, he was excited of the possible challenge.

"Will you be needing my aid for this match, Sairaorg-sama?" Another young boy with orange spiky hair and golden eyes stepped forth to Sairaorg.

"I think I will manage fine on my own, Regulus." Sairaorg smirked as he ruffled Regulus' orange hair. "Besides, I want our combo to be a surprise for later~" Sairaorg snickered, already dreaming of his rematch against Itachi. "But if I do need you, I still have my trump card to surprise Itachi with."

"Well guys, it seems the time has come." Kuisha said as a magic circle formed underneath their feet.

Before they knew it, they had arrived onto a platform, hovering over an arena of sorts. And a massive stadium filled with an audience around them, cheering. Sairaorg took in a deep breath as he took in the scenery of the cheering audience. On the other side of the arena, on a second hovering platform were Zephyrdor and his peerage of delinquents.

"Let's crush the Bael failure~" Zephyrdor snickered as he glared at the optimistic confident looking Sairaorg. He wanted to see the look of confidence and optimistic in Sairaorg shatter into a look of despair.

Floating down over them, a third platform with General Esdeath, sitting on a chair made up out of oddly and strangely positioned naked men in boxershorts. All blindfolded and ball gagged. A microphone lowered down to the ice queen. "Welcome to the third Rating Game match of this tournament. Last time that little shit stain Diodora Astaroth helped launch a terrorist attack. Well, we have taken extra security measures to ensure such a thing won't happen again. So, Devils, Gods, Angels, Fallen Angels, you can all rest easy this time around."

"Well, that's good to know…" Misteeta mumbled.

"Anyway, let me explain the rules of this particular Rating Game. Sairaorg Bael versus Zephyrdor Glasya-Labolas. Both contestants before them will see a board with chess pieces on them. Each contestant is to pick one warrior from their peerage to fight. The warrior who wins will remain standing until he or she is defeated. And the one on the losing side will keep sending down their peerage members. The loser of this Rating Game is whoever loses their King first." Esdeath explained the rules, which were rather simple.

'I see, so if my pawn defeats Sairaorg's pawn, then my pawn will remain on the battlefield. And Sairaorg will send another of his peerage down to fight my pawn who won the last fight, and if Sairaorg's peerage member wins I will have to just send another of my crew down. Until all of Sairaorg's peerage is broken and he comes down to fight himself.' Zephyrdor chuckled to himself, this would be easy for him who was actually blessed with demonic power unlike Sairaorg.

"Contestants, pick your first fighter." Esdeath says over the speakers.

Before another word can be said, Sairaorg steps up to the edge of his platform. "I will go first!" Sairaorg declared with his chest puffed out, earning a collective set of gasps from the audience. Sairaorg being the King going first wasn't the wisest strategic move, as if someone in Zephyrdor's peerage defeated Sairaorg it would result in Sairaorg losing the Rating Game.

"Ha! Idiot! Didn't you hear the rules?! If you go first, and lose then I win this Rating Game!" Zephyrdor and his peerage of delinquents collectively laughed at the failure and disgrace of the mighty Bael family.

"Indeed! If you beat me that is!" Sairaorg retorts with a confident and optimistic smile on his face.

"Huh?!" Zephyrdor had veins bulging around his temple, Zephyrdor was angered that Sairaorg assumed he could take down him and his entire peerage by himself.

"Are you sure of this, Sairaorg? It would be wiser to send in one of your peerage members first." Esdeath offered the Bael heir a way out, yet Sairaorg stood firm in his decision.

"A true King leads by example. I will both be the ruler, and the spear head of this battle." Sairaorg declared boldly, removing his robes as he jumps down to the arena causing it to shake a bit. The floor of the arena around Sairaorg's feet cracking a bit from his rough landing. "So, come at me!" Sairaorg shouts, still smiling as he looks up at the angered Zephyrdor.

"… I will wipe that smirk off your face!" Zephyrdor's voice dripped with venom.

"As expected of Sairaorg-sama." Kuisha along with the rest of Sairaorg's peerage chuckled at their master's antics.

Zephyrdor sent down his Queen, a woman dressed in a leather biker outfit. Her hair-colored green with blue highlights, her skin tanned. "You made a big mistake, Bael!" She cackled as out from her body shot out several green chains, the chains swung onto Sairaorg.

Sairaorg backhanded one of the chains, causing it to shatter upon impact. More chains came his way, and clashed into his muscular sturdy body, yet Sairaorg hardly even flinched. Before anyone could react, Sairaorg grabbed onto a handful of the chains and yanked Zephyrdor's Queen off the ground.

She screamed as Sairaorg swiftly body slammed her into the ground, forming a small crater. The sudden blow to her cranium causing her to pass out. "Next!" Sairaorg declares as the chains vanished and Zephyrdor's Queen was retired.

Zephyrdor gasped as his Queen, his strongest servant and main bitch didn't even last a minuet against Sairaorg. Zephydor grinded his teeth and moved a Rook piece onto the board. "Kill the bastard!" Zephyrdor snarled.

A tall strong looking man wearing a black vest, with the sleeves ripped off to reveal his muscular arms. "I will crush ya, you bastard!" The Rook rushed at Sairaorg aiming to punch him. But faster than he could react, or register, Sairaorg had moved up to his face and grabbed onto his face. Sairaorg lifted Zephyrdor's Rook a little off the ground by his face, and slammed him hard into the ground.

Sairaorg removed his hand from the man's face, revealing him gaping with his eyes pure white with no pupils visible. "Next!" Sairaorg called out as Zephyrdor's Rook retired.

Zephyrdor grew visibly angrier, as he slammed his next Rook piece onto the board. A slimer looking young man with spiky black hair appeared next, and rushed at Sairaorg. "Die bastard!" The young man screamed as he threw a punch at Sairaorg. The sound of shattering bones and groaning flesh could be heard as Sairaorg had suddenly punched this young man in the gut, launching him high into the air.

Sairaorg dusted himself off a bit, as some dust got on his clothing from launching Zephyrdor's last Rook into the air. "Next!"

"Curse you Sairaorg!" Zephyrdor screamed from his seat.

In the audience, the Gremory group sat together and watched the battle. Issei looked in awe at seeing how effortlessly Sairaorg took out Zephyrdor's peerage members, one by one. "Amazing, is that delinquent guy and his peerage that weak?" Issei mumbled.

"No," Kiba replied. "Zephyrdor is a High-Class devil like Rias Buchou, Itachi-senpai and Sairaorg. They are just on a whole different level compared to Zephyrdor. I would say Zephyrdor himself is about as strong as Diodora Astaroth was." Issei understood what Kiba was saying, it wasn't that Zephyrdor and his peerage were weak, is just that Sairaorg was on a whole other level of strength. No, he was on a whole different dimension.

"Why isn't Itachi here?" Akeno asked, they had all expected Itachi to at least come and watch Sairaorg's match, they were best friends and rivals after all.

"Itachi said, and I quote. There is no point as Sairaorg will be the clear victor. And I won't be able to learn anything about Sairaorg's abilities that I don't already know." Rias was the one to reply, with a knowing smile on her face. She knew just how much Itachi and Sairaorg respected each other, she also knew that Sairaorg will probably do the same in the next round, when Itachi would face off against Seekvaria. They both already know each other's moves and fighting style, there was no need for either of them to show up to the others Rating Game, unless they were the ones competing against each other.

"Next!" Sairaorg's booming voice echoed through the arena, as he had taken down Zephyrdor's Knights, and Bishops.

Zephyrdor was fuming at this point, and slammed a pawn piece onto the board. The pawn arrived on the arena, although didn't move a muscle. Hesitant to approach Sairaorg seeing how easily he had taken out Zephydor's Queen, Rooks, Knights and Bishops.

Sairaorg smiled at the pawn, looking calm and collected, he didn't really look threatening or menacing in the eyes of the audience. But in the eyes of his opponent, he appeared as a massive menacing obstacle they couldn't overcome. The pawn trembled, sweat dripping onto his hand as he clutched onto a baseball bat. Shakingly the pawn started running at Sairaorg, letting out a war cry.

Sairaorg grabbed the head of the baseball bat as it swung at him, and lifted it along with the Pawn holding it into the air, and body slammed the Pawn onto the ground. "Next!" Sairaorg shouted.

"Grrrrr!" Zephyrdor snarled.

SLAM! He slammed another piece onto the board.

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Zephyrdor's last pawn, and last line of defense stood before Sairaorg. She trembled in utter and complete fear, looking like she was about to piss her pants in fear as she looked at Sairaorg. She was on the verge of crying, backing away in fear.

"Fight him you useless bitch! Or you will have to deal with me!" Zephyrdor roared from his seat.

"I-I…" She shakingly backed up in the face of Sairaorg. Sairaorg stood still and calm like a mountain, still smiling. After all this, there wasn't a scratch on his body, not even a tear in his clothing, he hadn't even a single drop of sweat on his body. "I give! I give up!" She cried out in fear, she feared Sairaorg's fist more than she feared the wrath of her master Zephyrdor.

"Useless! All of you! Useless!" Zephyrdor screamed from his seat, in his fit of rage he swiped away all the chess pieces on his board. "Fine! I will destroy you myself!" Zephyrdor had enough, and jumped down onto the arena floor to face Sairaorg.

"Yo, Zeph! Looks like we've reached the final stage of our match! Now, want to try and fight me?" Sairaorg in a non-mocking manner, casually greeted the angered Zephyrdor.

"Shut up!" Zephyrdor trembled a bit, and in his panic, he shot out a series of red demonic blast attacks at Sairaorg. Bombarding the Bael heir with a massive volley of energy blasts.

Sairaorg smirks and casually walks through the bombardment, the blasts merely bouncing off the side as they make contact with his tough hard skin. Zephyrdor begins to sweat, he groans in frustration and continues the bombardment.

"You need more training, Zeph-kun." Zephyrdor froze, as out from the red smoke of his blast attacks stepped out Sairaorg standing right up in front of him.

Zephyrdor begins to weep in frustration as his attacks can't even harm Sairaorg. Zephyrdor in panic jumps back a bit, summoning forth a massive scythe. "Don't you mock me!" Zephyrdor roars as he jumps at Sairaorg, swinging his scythe at Sairaorg's neck. The moment the blade of the scythe makes contact with Sairaorg's bare neck, the blade breaks in half. "N-No!" Zephyrdor then throws a demonic power enhanced punch at Sairaorg hitting him in the chest, although instead of Sairaorg experiencing pain it was Zephyrdor who cried out in pain.

Despite his fist having been cloaked with demonic power, the bones in Zephyrdor's hand had fractured upon punching Sairaorg. "I-Impossible…" Zephyrdor trembles as he looks up at the smiling Sairaorg. "P-Please, no-" Sairaorg throws a mighty upper cut into Zephyrdor's gut, sending him flying straight into his own platform to which it shattered. The platform with Zephyrdor crashed into the ground, the delinquent High-Class devil laid there unconscious.

"Winner of the third round, Sairaorg Bael!" Esdeath announced Sairaorg's victory, and thus the Bael heir advances to the semifinals.

In the stands, Azazel hummed while rubbing his chin looking on Sairaorg with great interest. "Amazing, for a devil to reach such strength without demonic power." Azazel praised Sairaorg.

"Indeed, Sairaorg-kun is quite impressive." Sirzechs smirked, quite proud of his young cousin.

"If I were to estimate, I would say Sairaorg is about as strong as Vali. Perhaps even stronger as I feel he is hiding a lot from us." Azazel smirked.

"Well, Sairaorg-kun has trained with Itachi-kun for years now. They are rivals after all." Sirzechs added.

"And without a doubt, Sairaorg has trained hard on his own to one day fight Itachi. Something tells me Itachi will be in for quite the challenge in the semifinals." Azazel leaned back, resting his chin onto his hand.

Elsewhere in the human world, Itachi was mid training session within the lower levels of his home, with a radio like device on a bench, announcing Sairaorg's victory in his Rating Game. The announcement caused Itachi to crack a smile.

Meanwhile, sitting in her office, Serafall Leviathan was going over various documents. Her two peerage members Esdeath and Behemoth standing at her side, although looking troubled. As Serafall did her work without complaint, or trying to sneak away to goof off, what is more she looked depressed.

Echoing in Serafall's head were Ophis' words. "After all, you don't have a brother. How can I know about someone that doesn't even exist?" The words plaguing and nagging at Serafall, keeping her up at night.

'What should we do?!' Both Esdeath and Behemoth thought as they weren't used to seeing their usual cheerful master like this.

The scene then changes to Esdeath and Behemoth standing before Itachi and Sona. "Onee-sama is depressed?" Sona repeated the news she heard from Esdeath and Behemoth.

"Why would she be depressed?" Itachi asked with a raised brow, he couldn't even begin to imagine Serafall depressed.

"We don't know young master, but master Serafall has been acting quite strange lately." Behemoth replied as he stroked his white beard. "In fact, we had hoped that maybe the two of you could cheer her up."

"We usually don't encourage her "It-tan and So-tan refueling" moments, but we're desperate." Esdeath said while rubbing the bridge of her nose, she truly didn't know any other methods of cheering up Serafall than having her spend time with her adorable younger siblings.

"W-Well…" Sona looked a bit troubled, as she knew if she agreed without a doubt it would lead to some embarrassing situations for her. But at the same time, she did love her older sister and wouldn't want her to be depressed.

"Very well, we'll do it." Itachi on the other hand, despite knowing exactly what kind of potential situations he and Sona could end up in. Itachi agreed to help out Serafall without any hesitation.

The scene transitions back to Serafall's office, where she is lifelessly stamping papers, looking more like a machine as she stamped, switched to another document, stamped and repeated herself like a programed machine. "Nee-san?" A flicker of life flashes in Serafall's eyes as she looks up to see her little brother and sister.

"Onee-sama, you seem tired. How long has it been since you slept?" Sona looked concerned as she saw the dark bags under Serafall's eyes.

How long has it been? A few days? Serafall wondered to herself, instead of answering Sona she casually greeted. "Sona-chan, Itachi-kun, what brings you here?" Serafall puts on a light hearted smile.

'Something's has definitely made her depressed!' Both Itachi and Sona looked alarmed as Serafall didn't greet them with her usual overbearing ways. What is more, she didn't refer to them by her favorite nicknames for them "So-tan and It-tan".

"Nee-san, are you alright? You seem, sad." Itachi placed his hand onto Serafall's forehead to check for signs of a fever.

Serafall aimlessly stared into space, not even reacting to Itachi being this close to her. "Ah, I'm fine… just work." Serafall was quick to reply and continued stamping papers.

"… Nee-san, you just stamped a coupon for a local ramen shop." Itachi and Sona both sweat dropped, at this rate Serafall's Maou duties would take a heavy and possible dangerous blow if they didn't cheer her up. But what to do? Itachi wondered trying to think of things his sister liked, and honestly some of it sent shivers down his spine. No matter how troublesome, he had to do something to get Serafall's mood back up. "Nee-san, would you perhaps like if we all did a cosplay shoot?" Itachi suggested and instantly Sona flinched, and began to sweat a bit she clearly wanted no part of it.

"Y-Y-Yes, that sounds lovely." Sona swallowed her embarrassment and pride, and was willing to do anything to help Serafall out.

"Nah, that's okay…" Serafall rejected their offer, causing both the Sitri twins to gasp as the sound effect of lightning struck in the background. Whatever had her depressed must be quite serious!

"Onee-sama, are you sure you are not sick?!" Sona looked to be panicking, Serafall never turned down an opportunity to photograph them in cosplay. Or photograph Sona dressed as a magical girl, wait that was it. "If you would like onii-sama will also dress like a magical girl like you had him do when we were kids!" Sona was quick to suggest.

"Ugh!" Itachi nearly bolted out of the room, as he had PTSD from his childhood.

Serafall slightly wiggled in excitement, although then shut herself down and went back to being depressed by leaning further back in her chair. "No thanks…" Serafall let out a deep sigh. Not even the promise of Itachi dressed as a magical girl broke Serafall out from her depression.

"Nee-san… is there anything you would like to do?" Itachi had nearly given up, and decided to see if Serafall had something in mind instead. Serafall tweaked her head up a bit, and then hummed as she gave it some thought.

The scene then changed to the inside of a bathhouse. The steam filled the room, as water dripped into a heated pool. Itachi sat on a stool, naked with only a white towel to cover his privates. 'I had to ask…' Itachi looked with dread as right behind him, much to his dismay, were Serafall and Sona, both also naked with Serafall happily humming while washing Sona's back. 'To be naked in a bath with my sisters at my age… is unseemly!' Itachi tried his best to keep his mind on other things, ignoring what was going on behind him.

Sona on the other hand seemed completely unfaced, even though she was struggling to keep a cool level head in this situation. 'Onii-sama is right behind me… not like we haven't bathed together before, but that was years ago when we were kids. And I'm supposed to have grown…' Sona's eyes darkened as she looked at the humming Serafall and her bouncing chest. Sona then looked down at her flat chest, and her mood turned sour. 'With him seeing women like Rias, Akeno and Kuroka naked so often… I would feel a deep sense of shame and suffer a deadly blow to my pride if he looked this way.'

Serafall looked happy as she hummed while scrubbing Sona clean. "So-tan's skin has gotten so smooth~" Serafall giggled as she continued washing Sona. "Even smoother than Esdeath-chan."

"Wait, what?" Itachi found himself questioning out loud, and in his shock, he turned his head around in the direction of his sisters. Did his sister and Esdeath take baths together like this? He found it hard to imagine the cold and ruthless Esdeath washing his sister's back, and the fact that Serafall apparently washed the general's back as well.

Unknowingly to Itachi, who was too occupied in his thoughts trying to imagine Esdeath is such a position, it was just too weird for him. Sona felt a sense of fright, like she could feel Itachi was looking in their direction, thinking quickly on her feet she shouted. "Onee-sama, perhaps you should start washing onii-sama's back!" Sona rushed to the heated bath, to hide from Itachi's eye.

'… What's wrong with her?' Itachi questioned with a raised brow at Sona's odd behavior.

"Okay~!" Almost like she had forgotten everything about Ophis and what she said, Serafall happily skipped over to Itachi, butt naked. Itachi looked mortified at seeing his older sister's naked body and quickly looked away.

'That's an image I did not need in my head.' Itachi groaned mentally, while Serafall looking carefree began washing his back. Hearing the sound of Serafall's happy hums, brought back memories from his childhood. It felt nice reminiscing like this. 'Oh well, at least nee-san seems happier.' Itachi smiled, feeling a sense of relief that they managed to pull their sister out from her depression.

Serafall in her mind went back to when Itachi and Sona were merely 2 years old. She smiled as she thought of the two little tykes splashing around in the water while she sat with them. She remembered hearing Sona call out "Onee-chawn!" like Itachi had done the day he was born. The little Sona would giggle as she splashed water in Serafall's face.

"Why you little!" Serafall would smile brightly and grab little Sona, and began tickling the giggling infant. Itachi would always try and slip away, but could not escape her love. She would grab him as well and tickle his tummy, blowing raspberries at him, trying to make him laugh. The young Itachi would eventually humor her with a light chuckle, even as a baby he had an odd calm demeanor about him.

Time forwarded a little bit to when the twins were 4 years old, and when Serafall like she did now wash Itachi's back. Itachi and Sona were both so young, cute, innocent and adorable back then. Serafall looked with a solen expression, as she returned to present time. The young Itachi's back was bigger, and wider. His skin was rougher, his muscles fully developed. And his back was scarred with scars from various fought battles, mostly from the battle against Trigon last year.

Serafall let out a light sigh, as she was brought back to reality. Itachi and Sona were all grown up now, she knew they probably didn't like spending time with her like they used to. Where she would bath with them, sleep in the same bed as them, take pictures of them in cute outfits.

"You don't have a brother." Ophis words rang in Serafall's mind, making her feel distraught. She lowered her hands from Itachi's back, gazing upon it. 'Since when did you grow up into a man? It feels like yesterday that we brought the two of you home from the hospital. And I carried you in my arms. The cutest little boy in all of the Underworld. The boy who spoke his first words moments after he was born. What I wouldn't give, to hear you say that word again.' Serafall shed a tear, as she remembered the happiest moment of her life. When her two adorable younger siblings came into her dull and grey life.

Itachi felt the tear fall onto his back, gazing from the corner of his eye he saw the saddened look on Serafall's face. Sona from the bath noticed it as well. 'Guess she's still depressed… What else can I do for her?' Itachi thought to himself, trying to figure out what he could do or say to cheer his older sister up. One thing came to his mind, something she constantly nagged at him to call her. But he wouldn't because it felt slightly embarrassing for a man of his age to say it. To hell with pride, Itachi thought, cheering up Serafall was his top priority right now. "Onee-chan, are you okay?" Just this one time, just for this very moment he would call her Onee-chan instead of his usual nee-san.

At hearing this, Serafall flinched. A memory triggered in the back of her mind, the tiny newborn Itachi grabbing onto one of her pigtails, tugging it and trying to mutter out a word. "Onee-chawn." Serafall's eyes glimmered, as the tears wouldn't stop running down her face.

Itachi and Sona both looked stunned, both were further shocked as Serafall pounced onto Itachi. Hugging him tightly while crying. "Everything is alright! Onee-chan is so sorry to have worried you! No matter what the two of you are my everything! It-tan! So-tan! I love you!" Serafall in that moment decided that no matter what Ophis claims, Itachi is and always will be her adorable little brother, her little It-tan, even if he wasn't so little anymore.

"Onee-sama, please let go off onii-sama!" Sona tried her best to pry Itachi loose from Serafall's grip, but instead quickly was pulled and pinned down into the hug as well. Sona looked like she was close to shrieking from embarrassment, as all Sitri siblings were currently naked in a hug. Itachi looked somewhat uncomfortable, but was happy that Serafall's mood seemed to have taken a turn for the better.

In the end, Esdeath came in and managed to pull Serafall off from Itachi and Sona. Serafall pouted as her queen dragged her away. "Well, guess I should get ready for my match." Itachi put on a change of fresh clothes, as he needed to meet with his peerage for the upcoming fourth match of the Rating Game.

"Right… I will need to get ready as well." Sona looked somewhat mortified, having already changed she went to meet up with the rest to watch the games.

Serafall in the meantime sat on her desk, happily kicking her legs back and forth. In her hands was a tape recorder. Serafall hit the replay button on the recorder. "Onee-chan, are you okay?" Itachi's voice played from the tape recorder, Serafall let out happy Serafall noises as she giggled, and hit replay again. And then again, and again, and again. Well, I think you all get the idea.

Esdeath standing by Serafall's side, let out a sigh. 'Well, as long as she does her job I don't care.' Esdeath looked tired, as Serafall kept the tape recorder on a ten-hour repeat while filling out the required documents for her Maou duties.

The awaiting fourth match of the Rating Game tournament was about to begin, and one of the competitors Seekvaria Agares is currently being accompanied by her peerage as they near her family home. Seekvaria looked troubled, how could she not be? Her opponent was Itachi Sitri after all. The young Devil prodigy that had the whole High-Class society talking. The most hated amongst his fellow young High-Class devils, but also the mightiest of them all. Although Itachi Sitri was greatly loved by Rias Gremory, his younger twin sister Sona Sitri and his best friend Sairaorg Bael. All now in the bracket for the semifinals. And now Seekvaria was competing with Itachi for the final spot in the semifinals. Seekvaria herself didn't hold any hatred towards Itachi Sitri, truth be told she hadn't interacted much with him. She had only heard good things about Itachi from Rias.

Seekvaria was brought out from her train of thought, by the screeching sound of crows in the distance. Seekvaria and her peerage all looked up, seeing a murder of crows flying in circles over them like vultures. Seekvaria didn't think much of it, and headed on inside her home along with her peerage.

"Lady Seekvaria, it is time." One of her peerage members, a handsome young man with black hair dressed in a butler outfit approached her.

"I know, Alivian. Is everything prepared?" Seekvaria looked at her butler, who was also the Queen of her peerage.

"Everything is ready." Alivian showed off a silver suitcase, and all ten of her peerage members had an identical suitcase.

"Good, I would like to put up as much of a fight as possible against Itachi Sitri." Seekvaria held doubt in the possibility of victory, she however wasn't going to go down without a struggle. And she sure as hell wasn't going to make this easy for Itachi. "Get ready everyone, Itachi Sitri and his peerage which are known as the Seven Deadly Sins. Are possible the most infamous peerage in all of the Underworld, rivaling even Sirzechs Lucifer and his peerage of monsters in their reputation. They will be a formidable foe, so let's give it our all out there."

Her peerage stood tall and ready, no one looked discouraged and looked on with brave faces for their master. They, like everyone else in this tournament wanted to win just as much as everyone else. The illuminating light of a magic circle filled the room, as they were all transported to the battlefield.

Seekvaria's eyes were meet with the sight of parked cars. Looking around it appeared as if they were in a parking garage. The parking garage had five levels, and from the looks of it Seekvaria was at the bottom. Before anything could be said, the announcer spoke up, it was the Queen of Sirzechs Lucifer Grayfia.

"Welcome to today's Rating Game Match, between Seekvaria Agares and Itachi Sitri. Today's battle will be fought within a parking garage, the reason for this involves the subtlety we devils must take within the human world. In this arena, you are not allowed to cause any major destruction, in order to test your stealth ability and efficiency in dealing with threats in the open human world without drawing any unwanted attention. Both teams have been assigned a flag, the goal of this game is to capture the enemy's flag before they have a chance of capturing yours. To summarize if any major damage is dealt to the arena, the team who caused the damage will be disqualified. And to win, you must capture the enemy's flag. Good luck."

'You're kidding?' Seekvaria looked in disbelief, as a glimmer of hope returned in her eyes. 'With such conditions my chances of victory just went up. Itachi's peerage consists of a lot of destructive members such as Harry Newgate, Bob, and Eto Yoshimura. In order to win, Itachi is probably planning on having those three, stand guard for their flag. And since the rules keeps his peerage restricted in their power, we can manage to get past them and get their flag if we time it right. We can win this.' Seekvaria smirked, seeing the hope in their King increased the spirits of her peerage.

Meanwhile in the stands outside, Rias sighed as she sat back rubbing her temple. "Is it just me, or does this have the stink of those old geezer council members all over it?" Rias sounded annoyed as she heard the rules.

"Indeed, but such are the rules it cannot be helped." Sona agreed, although she was also annoyed.

"Uhh, what are they talking about?" Issei feeling like he was missing something, whispered his question to Kiba.

"Normally Lady Seekvaria Agares wouldn't stand a chance against Itachi-senpai and the Sins. But since Itachi-senpai isn't exactly a popular candidate amongst those elder council members we saw during the Young High Class devil meeting. They probably set up these specific rules against Itachi-senpai so that he would most likely end up losing." With Kiba's explanation it all made sense to Issei, Itachi had backtalked to those old geezers when they made fun of Sona's dream of a Rating Game school for reincarnated and low-class devils. Pissed off, they decided to rig the Rating Game against Itachi.

"Precisely. But those old fools are about to see, that such a rule makes no difference to onii-sama." Sona remained confident that no matter what, Itachi would come out of this the victor, regardless how dirty those old geezers played. Looking from the corner of her eye, she spotted a row filled with the elders all with condescending smirks on their faces. 'Just watch, onii-sama will wipe those smirks off your faces once he wins.'

Meanwhile with Itachi, he looked stoic as usual when he heard the rules. "Hmm, I expected them to be a bit more creative to be honest." He mumbled to himself, he looked at his peerage who all, like him didn't worry about the rule, and looked ready for the Game. "Alright everyone… let's assign you your posts."

And just like that, the game had begun. On the monitors one could see each team's flag. Itachi had base on the top floor of the parking garage, with Bob with his 8-hour Son Goku like built body, and Harry Newgate standing guard for their team's flag. Whereas Seekvaria had flag unguarded for now it would seem.

Watching from the stands, Rias pays close attention on how Itachi's peerage is spread out. "Hmm, quite the play he is making…"

"Yes, with these rules it was wise to put two of his heavy hitters on a defensive position. Although I half expected Eto to be placed on the defensive with them." Sona paid close attention as well, mentally noting had she been in Itachi's position she would use Eto and her kakuja form to guard the flag.

"Ho, seems like quite the strategy plan." The Knight of Sairaorg Bael popped in between them, Beluga Furcas.

"Eh, Beluga? When did you get here? Is Sairaorg here as well?" Rias looked a little startled at the sudden appearance of her cousin's Knight.

"Hahaha, no, Sairaorg-sama is training. I'm just here to watch my little sister." Beluga smiled as he pointed on one of the monitors. Where a young woman in her early twenties, with long straight chestnut-colored hair dressed in a suit was running along with Seekvaria and Alivian.

"Oh right, your little sister is Seek-chan's Knight." Rias' little nickname for Seekvaria caused Issei to flinch as he mentally questioned. 'Seek-chan?'

"Yep, Bafeel is my pride and joy." Beluga smiled brightly, his knight armor clanking a bit as he sat down onto the bleachers. "You wouldn't mind me cheering for lady Seekvaria's victory, would you?" Beluga asked as he didn't want to be rude by cheering against Itachi who Rias and Sona were clearly cheering for.

"Not at all, your sister is Seek-chan's peerage member after all. It is only natural." Neither Rias nor Sona seemed bothered, and insisted that Beluga remained seated.

"Great! Of course, I have to say Sairaorg-sama wishes for Itachi-sama's victory. Because, well you can guess." Beluga added causing Rias to giggle a bit as she knew very well that Sairaorg looked forward to his rematch against Itachi.

"Your master should be careful what he wishes for." Sona said with a humorous smirk on her face.

"Hahaha! Quite the spirit in you lady Sona. Sairaorg-sama has quite a lot of surprises in store for Itachi-sama, so I wouldn't count your chickens just yet." Beluga had a knowingly smirk on his face. Sairaorg had clearly prepared for the day he would battle Itachi in a Rating Game. The question remained what was the surprises Sairaorg had in store?

Back in the game, the two sides had finally clashed. A young silver haired man in a suit, clashed his blade against a spear made out of strings. And a young blond woman with her hair tied into twin tails shaped like drills, dressed in a red combat suit clashed her fist with a bubble of darkness. Seekvaria's second Knight, and her Pawn that was worth 2 pieces clashed with Damian and Raven.

"Well, seems we have company~" Damian smirked playfully, dressed in his more casual attire, which consisted of an open shirt with an Oppai t-shirt underneath. He wore a pair of glasses and had a red hat atop his head with the initials "DD" written on it in blue.

"You had to use your pervy persona for this?" Raven although looked stoic, sounded a bit bewildered.

"What can I say, it is easier to hold back my awesome strength like this~!" Damian playfully flexed his arms as he winked at the blond drill haired Pawn of Seekvaria. And together with Raven, she rolled her eyes.

"We know who both of you are, Damian the Sin of Greed and Raven the Sin of Gluttony. I am Bell, Seekvaria Ojousama's Knight." The young man greeted as he began clashing blades with Damian.

"I am Alice," The drill girl greeted as she opened her silver briefcase and out flung red and white mechanical pieces. Alice jumped back as the pieces attached to her forearms, legs, back and hips like a suit of armor. Boosters ignited from her back and she launched herself forward, rocket boosters igniting around her right forearm as she threw a heavy punch into Raven's bubble causing it to crack.

Raven gasped in shock, not having expected Alice to be able to crack her bubble of magical aura. "I am Lady Seekvaria's Pawn!" Alice declared as the boosters on her forearm powered up, and her fist penetrated Raven's magical aura bubble and clashed into the witch.

Raven was flung into a parked car. A little shaken up Raven managed to gather herself back up to her feet. "That was… unexpected? An artificial Sacred Gear? No, it's something else…"

"Lady Seekvaria likes to design Mecha based armor and weaponry for us. It is her specialty." Alice ignited her boosters once again and flung herself at Raven, who this time was ready.

"I see, well then… Azarath Metrion Zinthos!" By yanking her forearm back, Raven ripped off the mecha armor from Alice's body. Cloaking the pieces of armor in the black aura of her magic. "My turn." Raven gathered the pieces of armor, and squashed them together like they were in a trash compactor.

"What the?!" Alice looked shocked at having lost her armor just like that. It wasn't because she was a weakling, far from it. The fact that she was able to penetrate Raven's magical aura bubble aura proved it. Raven was just too powerful. Before Alice could react, a car coated in a black aura was flung at her.

"Alice!" Bell couldn't rush to assist his teammate, as he couldn't afford to let his guard down around Damian. Bell could feel it, even the slightest opening would give Damian the chance to end him. This sheer killing intent, despite Damian's calm and relaxed demeanor, the killing intent of a bounty hunter, an assassin was still clear as day.

Bell flung out a second sword handle from his sleeve, pushing a button a beam of light emitted from the hilt. Like the light sword of an exorcist, Bell wielded a blade made out of some blue light, but it wasn't at least holy. Even so, the blade of light slashed through Damian's string made spear.

"Ho? Not bad there…" Damian smirked as a cut appeared on his cheek, as Bell with his knight speed used his normal sword to slash at Damian.

'Even at full speed he was able to avoid my slash?!' Bell widened his eyes in shock, as Damian had tilted his head to the side at the right moment to avoid the slash Bell had aimed for at Damian's head.

"Not bad at all, with that kind of speed you would give most Knights a run for their money. Too bad for you, I am enlightened by the true culture~" Damian's glasses flashed showing a nice view of the knocked-out Alice's plump rear end in her skin tight battle suit.

'W-Wait… He only dodged and tilted his head to the side… because I was blocking his view of Alice's butt?!' Bell looked in disbelief at his opponent. Bell rushed at Damian in an aim to push the pervert on the defensive. Swinging his sword of blue light at down at Damian in an aim to break his guard and knock him off balance. Tilting his body backwards, Damian narrowly avoided the slash.

"Marvelous voluptuous cheeks!" Damian's glasses flashed once again as he gazed on Alice's plump rear.

'Impossible!' Bell looked in disbelief and this time he thrusted his blade forward in an aim to stab Damian. Damian backflipped into the air, and landed his feet gracefully onto the sword handle, as he gazed down behind Bell and at Alice's rear. 'W-What…' Bell's body was lightly trembling, feeling disrespected perhaps? No, 'What incredible form and technique!' Bell was trembling because he felt touched, at seeing Damian's flawless fighting form. His young impressionable eyes shining in admiration. All the while, Bell's body had been restrained by strings, his thrust earlier unknowingly to him had cut one of Damian's strings that started a chain reaction where Bell ended up falling into Damian's trap. 'Such prowess!' Bell looked near tears at Damian's flawless form. The tears weren't even from the strings tearing into his skin as they restrained him, Bell shed tears purely from a feeling of admiration towards Damian.

Damian in the meantime chuckled as he snapped a picture of Alice's rear. "Another marvelous addition to my collection."

Raven looked on the scene with a deadpan expression. "What am I even watching?" Raven felt like cringing over seeing Damian just standing on Bell's sword handle while snapping pics of Alice's butt, all the while Bell was crying in admiration of this perverted moron. Even if this battle was a win for the Sitri group, Raven felt as if it was a dirty victory.

"Seekvaria Agares, one Pawn retired. One Knight retired." Grayfia announced, one could feel the sweat drop just from the tone of her voice. Seems Raven wasn't the only one who thought Damian's victory over Bell seemed dirty.

Meanwhile, at Itachi's flag the two titans Bob and Harry stood guard. "Ho? Seems they've reached us already." Harry looked down seeing four figures approach them.

"This is going to be a pain." Bob sweated slightly, not because he was intimidated by Seekvaria's peerage but because he sucked at holding back. Even if it just was his 8-hour form, Bob knew he could easily level this entire parking garage if he wanted to. And Bob had a feeling Harry was the same as him when it came to holding back.

"Just like Lady Seekvaria predicted, Itachi's two mightiest peerage members are left on the defense." A muscular young lady with short brown hair, and piercing blue eyes glaring onto the two titans. She was dressed in black shorts, and a matching tank top, and her fists were taped like a boxer. Her name was Yae, and she was Seekvaria's Rook, takin up both Rook pieces.

"Indeed, it won't be easy to get past them. But if just one of us grabs the flag this whole match will be over." A man dressed like a butler with long black hair, and red eyes with a tattoo mark going around his right eye. His name was Sebastian, and he was Seekvaria's Pawn, worth five pieces.

"Once I make an opening, one of you snatches the flag." A young man with dark hair, with glasses over his teal-colored eyes, dressed in a long black trench coat. Armed with dual wield pistols. His name was Yukio, and he was Seekvaria's only Bishop having taken both pieces.

"You guys sure it is wise to blab about the plan in front of them?" A young woman with blond hair and deep blue eyes smiled nervously. She was dressed in a white school uniform, and had black leggings. In her hand she had a suitcase. Her name was Charlotte and she was Seekvaria's final pawn, worth only one piece. She snapped her suitcase open, to which a bright light shined around her as she was armored in a mecha suit armed with a giant rifle.

"Oi, oi, that's quite a big weapon. And here I thought we weren't supposed to blow this place to hell~" A voice came from above making all four of Seekvaria's peerage twitch and turn their heads to gaze up. Eto sat on top of a steel supporting beam, kicking her legs back and forth, dressed in a torn red cloak with a hoody over her head, the rest of her body was merely covered in bandages.

"Sin of Envy, Eto Yoshimura?!" Charlotte and Yukio who were the closest to Eto jumped back a bit.

"Another heavy hitter? Does Itachi plan on getting disqualified by wrecking the place?" Yukio questioned, although gasped as a sharp thin tentacle flew by his face, gracing his handsome face and drawing blood. The tentacle bounced back towards Eto, who licked the blood off from the sharp tip.

"Ara, ara, it seems you misunderstand pretty boy. I am a ghoul, and I can easily adapt to my hunting grounds~" Eto snickered as several tentacles grew out from her lower back. She might not be able to use her one-eyed Owl Kakuja form in here, but Eto was still one of the best fighters Itachi had for these kinds of stealth battles. "While the two muscle heads over there, act as a wall to defend the flag… I will take you all down one by one without causing too much of a mess."

"Just try it." Yukio glared at the ghoul, and fired off his dual wield guns.

"Ho? A devil using holy bullets? I must say that is a bit redundant." A wall of flesh appeared before Eto, tanking the bullets without taking any serious damage. "Ah, at best they feel like annoying bug bites." The wall of flesh wiggled, and out shot various tentacles going for Yukio and Charlotte.

Charlotte aimed her rifle and fired beams of energy that tore through the tentacles. The beam continued to soar towards a supporting pillar. Expecting it to destroy the pillar, Eto sighed that the fun was already over. But then the beam clashed with a barrier wall, absorbing the full force of the beam.

"Ho?" Eto looked to the butler dressed Sebastian, seeing him having drawn down some magic circles. "I see, that's why she has that big gun… But I have to say that was a pretty dumb move. You may have the ability to use more destructive attacks now. But with this barrier, you have basically pulled out a double edge sword. Because now I can cut loose without any worry."

Eto rushed at Yukio, piercing her tentacle through his abdomen. Yukio vomited out a little blood, Charlotte was quick to aim her rifle at Eto. Eto raised a tentacle, red crystals digging themselves out from the flesh, and then going off like machinegun fire. Green energy coated crystals fired at Charlotte, who held out the dominant arm of her mech armor, forming an energy shield to catch the barrage.

Yukio had a gun slip out from his sleeve and into his hand, as he aimed it at Eto's head. "Little brat." Eto gave a cheeky smirk, as a tentacle grew from her lower back, the head of the tentacle forming itself into a mouth with rows of sharp teeth that bit down onto Yukio's hand. Yukio cried out in pain, as the tentacle ripped his right hand clean off. "So boney~" Eto smirked as the mouth on her tentacle chewed onto the hand, the sound of crunching bones getting crushed between the fangs. The flesh of Yukio's hand went down the tentacle's "throat", and into Eto's body. "I might have choked on those bones."

"Still as gruesome as always…" Bob sweat dropped a bit. Harry didn't particular react either, they were basically numb to Eto and her sadistic antics by now.

"Aww, don't be so sad. A little bit of phoenix tears and you will be patched right up." Eto stroked the quivering Yukio's cheek, Yukio looked angered as he stared into the sadistic gleam in Eto's eyes. Eto then pulled her hand back, and slapped Yukio in the face hard, launching the Bishop of Seekvaria into the wall of the barrier.

"You vile wretched witch!" Charlotte stepped before Yukio, unleashing a blast from her rifle. Eto smiled at seeing the beam, she didn't even lift a finger even as it clashed into her.

"Witch?" Eto's voice rang from the smoke of the blast, causing Charlotte and Yukio to flinch. They saw the glimmering of red from Eto's Ghoul eye. "I've heard psychotic bitch, monster, demon, but I don't think anyone has ever called me witch before." Eto stepped out from the smoke, her cloak having been burnt away, and her body only covered by bandages like a mummy. Charlotte fired again, but this time it was visible and clear as Charlotte saw her attack bounce off a wall of aura surrounding Eto. "Something wrong sweetheart? You look scared. Don't worry, I might take a chunk or two from your flesh. But I won't kill you. After all I don't want to get a spanking from Itachi. Oh, on second thought, that might be fun." Eto giggled in amusement as she wiggled her hips and butt a little bit.

Charlotte was trembling, her breathing growing heavier and her heart feeling like it was beating at an intense rate. She was utterly terrified. Yukio pushed Charlotte aside, and jumped at Eto armed with one gun. "The disarmed bishop still has some fight in him." Eto chuckled to herself at her own little pun.

"Shut it!" Yukio hissed as demonic light emitted from his gun, he fired his shot aimed for Eto's chest. The bullet was glowing in a strange light, and Eto responded with sending one of her tentacles to intercept. The bullet tore through her tentacle with ease and continued on towards her.

"Ho?" Eto widened her eyes a bit, and shot a flame covered red blood crystal at the bullet. Both projectiles stopped midair, generating small shockwaves as the two attacks ended up in a power struggle. 'He infused magic into that bullet… I see, he is a magician.' Eto studied the bullet, which imploded into an explosion that spread itself within all of the barrier. "So, he is willing to take me out with along with his comrade?" Eto snickered as Yukio and Charlotte were also caught in the explosion.

"That was reckless!" Yae scolded, seeing the fiery smoke within the barrier. Had Sebastian's barrier not held, it could have caused serious damage to the arena and Seekvaria would have been disqualified.

"Hmm, and stupid." Bob scratched the back of his head, Eto being a ghoul had super regenerative healing abilities.

The smoke within the barrier cleared, revealing Charlotte and Yukio were both down, Charlotte's armor looked like it had been ripped apart by a savage animal, and she had been impaled. And a tentacle has stabbed through Yukio's stomach. "Seekvaria Agares, Bishop and one Pawn retired." Grayfia announced, as the smoke continued to clear revealing Eto was the last one standing.

"Ara, seems I need a change of clothes." Eto looked carefree, even as the bandages on her body had burnt away, leaving her butt naked. Her skin looked so silky smooth, and her rear so plump like a perfect peach, her chest although not as big as someone like Rias or Akeno was still quite the impressive size, her nipples and areola looked bright pink. With a flick of her fingers, she changed into a different outfit.

In the stands Issei amongst a few other men had stupid look on their faces as they took in that brief sight of Eto's naked body. "Mmh!" Asia pouted and pinched Issei's cheek causing him to cry out and beg for mercy.

"Yae-san, now would be a good time." Sebastian looked with a carefree smile, as Yae quickly jumped over Bob and headed straight for the Sitri flag. However, before she could reach it, she hit a barrier. "Ugh!" Yae planted her feet onto the barrier wall, and jumped back over Bob.

"Heh, did you really think Itachi didn't plan ahead and had Raven put a barrier around the flag? I mean come on, that is a basic tactic here." Eto mocked within Sebastian's barrier, which collapsed from Eto's aura alone.

"I see, my apologies." Sebastian bowed, as with a flick of his finger the barrier around the flag shattered. "Now then." Sebastian vanished at super speed, and headed straight for the flag. However, before he could grab it the massive hand of Bob grabbed onto Sebastian's arm. Bob then tossed Sebastian across the parking garage and to the other side of their floor.

"Sorry, but you aren't getting anywhere near it." Bob yawned as he and Harry stood in place, acting as a wall.

"I see…" Sebastian smiled and dusted off some dust that got on his suit. He then summons a metal briefcase, and opened it. In a flash of light, Sebastian's legs are cladded in armor. "Now then." Sebastian vanished in a flash, and suddenly Bob recoiled in pain as Sebastian was now before him and dug his fist into Bob's gut.

"My turn as well." Yae opened her briefcase as well, to which her hands were cladded in some mecha like boxing gloves. Yae quickly jumped at Harry, throwing a heavy punch into the giant man's sixpack. Harry groaned a bit as he was forced to bend forward a bit from that punch.

"Hmm!" Harry hummed, and flexed his muscles, the flex of his muscles launched Yae and her fist back a few feet. "My, that was quite the hit young lady. I can see why you are worth two Rooks." Not even a bruise mark was left on Harry's body from Yae's punch, in fact it barely seemed like it had any effect. Harry didn't seem to make any moves, and just stood in place like a wall. Harry was especially instructed by Itachi to not fight back or unleash a little of his power. As Itachi knew, once Harry got started his power wouldn't stop growing and without a doubt the arena would end up destroyed and thus Itachi would be disqualified. This type of challenge was the worst kind for Harry.

Harry did what he could, and spread his legs a bit, and held his arms out to completely shield the flag. If all he could do was be a wall to tank enemy attacks, then so be it. Yae in her frustration jumped at Harry and threw a heavy haymaker punch, but Harry would not budge. She continued with a right hook to Harry's mighty strong chin. But Harry did not budge.

"Power increase: Maximum Level!" Yae said and her mechanical boxing gloves began to glow. "Ora!" Yae swung her fists around at intense speed, appearing as mere blurs of fists flying at Harry. The sheer speed of Yae's punches made it seem like multiple fists were flying at Harry all at once. Harry stood in place, his body tanking all of Yae's punches.

In the stands Issei looked amazed. "Damn, her punches aren't even doing anything to Harry… But I thought just one Rook was worth like 5 pawns. And if that Yae chick has two Rooks, she would be worth 10 pawns, right?" Issei asked as that made her potential greater than Issei's.

"Yes, Yae is one of the stronger members of Seek-chan's peerage. She has a Sacred Gear, that makes the weight of her punches grow by at least 100 kilos, from each combo strike she deals to her opponent. Which means, the more punches she lands on Harry, the heavier they will grow." Rias pointed out as Harry's body started to look a bit bruised. "And what is more Seek-chan probably designed those gloves to increase the output and the power of Yae's punches."

"Old man Harry also has two Rooks, right? So, are they like evenly matched?" Issei asked.

"No, Harry is by far stronger. Harry's Rook pieces are mutated, from my understanding almost all of the Sins have mutated their pieces by now. Under normal circumstances Yae would have lost by now. Harry's power is too destructive, so in this Rating Game he can't unleash any of it should he risk destroying the arena.

Yae threw an upper cut to Harry's chest, making the giant old man cough up a bit of blood. Yae threw a straight punch to Harry's face, busting his nose as blood started pouring out from his nostrils. "By my count, that was at least a combo of 78 hits. They seem to start taking an affect on Harry's body." Sona gave a cold glare to the chuckling elder council members further up in the stands. 'Those cowards.'

"But if her punches get any stronger, won't Yae risk causing some destruction to the arena?" Koneko asked as she took a bite of her crepe.

"I think that's what those gloves are for. They make it so her fists don't unleash too many shockwaves upon impact with Harry." Sona analyzed, seeing the gloves letting out some sort of steam.

"But I wonder, how long can those gloves hold?" Rias pondered with intrigue.

"How long they can hold?" Issei questioned, not quite following his master's line of thought.

"She is referring to the fact they may overheat and then be unable to restrict the shockwaves of Yae's destructive punches. This battle is one of endurance, will Harry's body give in first? Or will Yae's gloves give in, making it so Yae would have to back up unless she would want to risk destroying the arena herself." Akeno tried to explain it to Issei, who seemed to understand now.

"Personally, I would be more worried of that Sebastian fella." Beluga pointed out. "From what Bafeel tells me, Sebastian is Seekvaria's second strongest peerage member next to Alivian. Sebastian has five pawns, and one of them are mutated."

Bob gripped onto Sebastian's wrist, as Sebastian's fist was pushing into Bob's gut. "Alright then…" Bob smirked as he slugged Sebastian across the face, the shockwave of his punch caused the whole floor to shake as if an earthquake had hit.

Sebastian smirked, blood dripping from his busted lip. "Heh, Bob the One Punch Man is what they called you back in Brooklyn, right? You certainly pack a punch, shame you can't use all your power. Luckily, Lady Seekvaria has made it possible for me to use mine, without causing too much destruction." A barrier formed around Sebastian's fist as he slugged Bob across the face in return, although no shockwave came from the hit, the weight of the punch still hit Bob at full force.

"You call that a punch?" Bob pulled Sebastian in and headbutted the butler. "The nuns at the orphanage hit harder when they disciplined me."

Sebastian gasped as there was no tremor following Bob's headbutt. "Seems Raven's finished her incantation." Bob clenched his fist and slammed it straight into Sebastian's gut. The butler widened his eyes, letting out a gasp as the air got knocked out of him.

Meanwhile Raven sat meditating at the center floor of the parking garage, cloaking the entire arena with her magic. "Stage 2 is complete, although I wouldn't recommend going full force. This spell can only handle so much raw power at once. Luckily, Harry should be able to fight back a bit." Raven spoke through a commlink.

"Well done." Itachi and Kuroka had come face to face with Seekvaria and her Queen Alivian. "Commence Stage 3, we're going for a swift victory." Itachi saw that Seekvaria had some sort of new special modified glasses on, so did Alivian. She must have designed them to try and be resistant to sharingan illusions. This way she could keep eye contact with Itachi. "Seekvaria Agares…" Itachi lifted his hand, which Seekvaria closely followed in case Itachi was about to attack. "You have already lost." Itachi pointed his finger at Seekvaria.

The Agares heir scoffed, feeling insulted. "Lost? The battle isn't over yet! Direct eye contact with you won't even be a problem, with our tech gear the issue of your illusions don't matter to us. And with the rules of this Rating Game to cause no destruction to the arena, your peerage with its destructive level of power is at a disadvantage. If anything, you have lost." Seekvaria declared as she opened her brief case, a blinding light emerged, and when it died down it revealed Seekvaria in some form of battle armor. She also wielded an energy sword. Seekvaria without hesitation rushed at Itachi with a battle cry.

Harry caught Yae's fists as she was nearing a 200 combo. Harry took a few deep breaths, his body covered in bruises and his face a little bloodied. "Seems someone is in the need for a spanking." Harry's booming voice rose as his aura increased with it as well. "Pfft, Raven, this spell can hardly handle any of my power."

"It's all I can manage old man, work with it." Raven threw back from her end.

"Very well, I suppose I shall keep it at warm up level." Harry slammed his massive fist into Yae's torso. Yae gasped for air, as the force of Harry's punch sent vibrations through her body. "Ho? You are not done already, are you?" Harry asked as Yae looked like she was losing her balance.

Yae regained her footing and stood tall. "You are strong…" Yae commended.

"I know." Harry gave a kind smile as he even offered Yae a hand to fully regain her balance. Yae took the hand, and then jumped to slam her fist upside Harry's head. Yae continued with a series of jabs into Harry's abdomen, then going for a swift upper cut to his chin.

Harry was knocked back a foot, although as Yae threw another straight punch, Harry caught it, with a squeeze of his hand sparks began erupting from Yae's mecha boxing gloves. Yae grunted as she kicked Harry to make him let go, but he would not budge. In a swift motion Harry threw an upper cut punch to Yae's torso, hoisting her entire body into the air.

"Yare, yare, what a troublesome old geezer." Sebastian commented from the sidelines, having slipped out from Bob's grip. "Promotion Queen." Then suddenly Sebastian's speed increased as he slipped past Bob, going straight for the flag. 'I have no intention of fooling around. I need to secure Lady Seekvaria this win.' As Sebastian grabbed onto the flag, it suddenly vanished into thin air. "What's this?" Sebastian paused as he saw multiple flags appear before his eyes. "An illusion? Since when?"

A hand grabbed onto Sebastian's shoulder. The sound of cracking knuckles could be heard. Sebastian slowly turned around only to see Bob smiling at him. "Oi, where are you going bud?" Bob turned Sebastian's body around and threw a straight punch into his face. "The captain made all sorts of precautions to protect our flag." As Sebastian had thought, the illusion before him was indeed made by Itachi Sitri, but when did he put him under it?! Sebastian hadn't even come face to face with Itachi yet. "And what's more, soon your flag will be ours."

Sebastian gasped, and then delivered a kick aimed at Bob's head. The Grizzly Sin of Sloth caught the kick with his forearm. "Heh, I wouldn't be so sure. Our best knight, and third strongest member is guarding it after all."

Like a passing shadow, sneaking around and hiding behind cars, little Jack moved undetected towards the goal. The Agares flag was within sight, completely open for grabs. Seeing the goal open, little Jack sprang towards it. If she captured the flag, Itachi would without a doubt praise her. However, Jack backflipped as a sword came swinging down from behind her. Jack's yellow greenish eyes linked with her attacker, Bafeel's light brown eye as she glared at the little assassin from the corner of her eye.

"As Lady Seekvaria predicted, Itachi would send a little mouse behind our lines to sneak into our base." Bafeel glared coldly at Jack who landed a few feet away from Bafeel.

'That was close, had we not noticed her in the reflection of that barrier that could have ended badly.' Jack thought as at the last moment she noticed the flag was shielded by a barrier. Although it would be easy enough to break, Jack would first have to get rid of her obstacle in the form of Bafeel. Jack flicked out dual wield daggers, spinning the blades within her hands before getting into a stance.

Bafeel swung her blade aside, her gaze filled with disgust as she glared at Jack. "Why?" Bafeel asked, her body trembling in rage, she rips off her suit revealing a body suit of armor underneath. "Why, does a mere cowardly assassin hold the rank of Knight?" Grinding her teeth, Bafeel readied herself. She would take down this dirty assassin and show just how the rank of Knight should be reserved for only the most noble of warriors.

"Heh, maybe it's because we're better than any stinking noble knight?" Jack smirked like a true villain as she readied herself to attack. She would swiftly take down her target without fail.

"You'll regret that statement." Bafeel suddenly vanished from sight, and Jack in responds quickly tilted her head to the side as a blade flew by. Jack groaned as the blade took some strains of her white hair. Jack sliced her dagger upwards at Bafeel, aiming for her jugular. Bafeel however vanished once more leaving Jack in awe, the assassin didn't have time to be amazed however quickly backflipping as a blade swung for her lower body. As she twirls midair Jack slashes her daggers onto Bafeel's shoulders.

Jack looked stoic as she looked back at Bafeel, seeing slash marks on her shoulder pads. "Tch. I didn't cut deep enough." Jack clicked her tongue in frustration. Bafeel turned around to glare at Jack.

Bafeel raised her sword over her head, leaping at Jack with a heavy swing. Jack leaped over the car behind her, as her hand touched the roof of the car, she used the momentum to push herself off. Bafeel's blade cut straight through the car, cutting it in half.

Bafeel then kicked one of the severed halves of the car, hurdling it straight towards Jack who quickly rolled to the side. The car crashed into the wall, denting the structure slightly. "You're very nimble. But that is to be expected with that tiny body of yours."

"For a bulky rowdy armored woman, you are fast and stealthy. But…" Jack blitzed through and slashed her dagger at Bafeel's side. The knight looked stunned as her side was cut open with a slash wound. "We're faster." Jack swiftly turned around, and aimed to thrust her dagger onto the exposed back of Bafeel. The dagger however broke in half as it clashed with a shield.

The shield slammed into Jack, the little assassin groaning as she was launched into the ceiling. Jack's tiny body dented the ceiling as she clashed with her back into it, blood leaking out from her tiny lips as a rib bone broke. "You are faster, but as an assassin you are physically weaker than me. And less durable. Your tiny body cannot handle long lasting battles, you will exhaust yourself and easily find yourself overpowered."

"…" Jack glared at Bafeel, emitting a black aura around her as portals began opening around her. "Rebellion: Dragon Heat Blade." Jack twirled her body downwards as she slashed a fire covered bright red blade through Bafeel's shield, like a hot knife through butter. "In terms of strength, stamina, durability, you might have us beat. But your magic and demonic power compared to ours is nothing. Like ink from an octopus in the vast blue ocean. Your power is but an inkling of ours." Jack's black aura burned strongly, the sound of creepy echoing laughter of ten thousand children filling the air.

Bafeel huffed with a smirk on her face, summoning out from a magic circle Bafeel brought forth a metal briefcase. With the click of a button the briefcase opened, and out exploded a massive cloud of steam. Jack grunted a bit as the intense wind prevented her from advancing. Within the steam, Jack saw a pair of red mechanical eyes staring back at her. A metallic stallion horse appeared out from the steam cloud.

Bafeel hopped onto the horse, sheeting her sword as a compartment opened on the horse's side. Bafeel reached down and pulled out a massive lance. "In that case, the brilliance of Lady Seekvaria shall help me overcome your magic power." Bafeel stated as she grabbed onto the reins of the mechanical horse.

In the stands Beluga puffed out his chest in pride. "I see, the Lady of the Agares household took use of our horse taming abilities, and her own hobby with mechanics to create Bafeel the perfect companion. Victory is within her grasps." Beluga looked with pride for his sister.

"I wouldn't count out Jack just yet." Xenovia spoke out, having shortly exchanged blows with the young assassin herself when she first arrived in town. Xenovia has a good grasp of Jack's ability, and knows the little assassin can overcome it.

Jack looked stoic at the arrival of Bafeel's mechanical stallion, and readied her scorching hot blade. "No matter what tricks you pull, we will not let down mommy." Jack declared causing Bafeel to look bewildered at the assassin's wording.

"Mommy?" Bafeel mumbled to herself with a look of bewilderment on her face. Deciding to pay it no further heed, Bafeel pulled on the reins of her mechanical horse. The mechanical horse raised its front legs, out from its hooves came strange waves of energy.

Jack grunted as she was pulled towards the mechanical beast. "What is this?!" Jack groaned, as the blade wiggled itself out from her grip and latched itself onto the hooves of the horse. The daggers she had stored within her pouches, and the sheaths on her back, all the blades flew towards the hooves through some magnetic force.

Bafeel then had the mechanical horse stomp its legs down, causing Jack's blades to shatter underneath its weight. "With these magnets, any weapon you summon will be rendered useless. I shall disarm you, and take you down assassin!" Bafeel had the mechanical horse rush towards Jack, pointing the tip of her lance at the tiny assassin.

Tucking and rolling out of the way, Jack narrowly avoided a lethal blow, as Bafeel was hurdling towards a pillar. "Better luck next time, loser." Jack snickered seeing as Bafeel would without a doubt cause some destruction to the arena once she crashed to the pillar.

Bafeel however, pulled onto the reins, redirecting the route of the mechanical horse. It actually sprinted onto the side of the wall of the parking garage for a short bit, before jumping off and going for Jack. "The good thing about this mechanical horse, I don't have to worry about the limitations of an actual horse. Try what ever trick you like assassin, for in the end justice shall prevail!"

"Justice our ass, you took away my weapons." Jack hissed under hear breath, as she quickly threw a grappling hook onto a pipe, to pull herself out of the mechanical horse's path. "Rebellion!" Jack summoned forth a series of daggers, sending them flying towards Bafeel and her mechanical stallion. The stallion raised its front legs once again, and the magnets pulled the flying daggers towards it. However, this time the blade slashed through the hooves and were repelled. Leaving gaping slash marks in the hooves, electric sparks flying from the fried circuits. The repelled blades free fell from the sky, and towards Bafeel who could only gasp as the blades stabbed into her armor.

Bafeel's mechanical stallion recoiled back as if it felt pain, it wobbled backwards as its front legs had been nearly cut off. "I see… crafty little assassin." Bafeel narrowed her gaze onto Jack, having caught on to her little scheme. "You created blades with magnetic powers… once it clashed with the magnets of my horses' hooves, the force repelled the blades… And with that force, your blades were able to penetrate the hooves. Once my magnets were out of the way, your repelled magnetic blades fell towards my metallic armor."

"What's wrong noble knight? We thought you wanted an honorable fair fight?" Jack gave a snarky remark as she performed a few tricks with a blade in hand. "Now that your stallion is taken out, you are next." Jack smirked as she directed the sharp tip of her blade at Bafeel.

Bafeel smirked, as she raised her lance and slashed off the damaged front legs of her stallion. The stallion's front feet then activated some boosters. "Let's see you dodge this." Bafeel smirked as the boosters' speed towards Jack, the shocked assassin attempted to jump aside but was slashed at her shoulder from the tip of Bafeel's lance.

Jack let out a pained groan, as she suffered a minor slash on her shoulder. 'So fast…' Jack hissed seeing the fiery boosters not letting up, as the mechanical stallion levitated a bit off the ground.

"Ho, you actually dodged that?" Bafeel looked surprised as she readied for another rush at Jack.

"What ever you pull, we'll not fail mommy! We will win this game no matter what!" Jack declared as she leapt into the air, throwing her dominant arm back she created a portal. "Rebellion: God Speed Slash!" Lightning flickered violently around the portal, as out launched several lightning enhanced blades at high speed.

Bafeel opened up a compartment in her horse, bringing out a massive shield that expanded in size and caught all of the lightning enhances blades. The blades easily penetrated through the shield, and one even nailed Bafeel in the shoulder. Bafeel let out small pained groans not wanting to show fatigue or weakness before this assassin. "What does your mother have to do with this? Why win for her?" Bafeel couldn't understand what Jack was saying, who could blame her.

"Ugh! To us mommy is master! Mommy is Itachi!" Jack declared as she summoned a massive sword to her hand. The sword cut through Bafeel's shield, revealing a stunned looking female knight. Not because Jack had cut through her shield, she had expected as much. But her surprise rather was for Jack's devotion to Itachi. Assassins were supposed to be selfish, and only fight for their own personal gain. Although she was also confused why Jack referred to the Sitri heir as "mommy". "People always ask us why we call him mommy! So, save your breath! Itachi is our mommy, because he gave us warmth when no one else would! He saved us from the cold! So, we will fight with everything we got!"

"I see? So, you are willing to defend Itachi's life with your own?" Bafeel cracked a smile.

"Of course." Jack replied without a hint of hesitation, putting a pleasant smile on Bafeel's face.

"I see, I misjudged you, Jack the Ripper, Cobra Sin of Wrath." Bafeel smiled as she and her iron stallion flew back to avoid Jack's incoming blade. "You are indeed a noble hearted fellow knight!" Bafeel smiled brightly at the little assassin.

Jack however, wasn't smiling. "Huh?" Her expression twisted into one of confusion and anger.

"Your devotion to your master, is the true essence of a noble knight! You have my respect, Jack the Ripper, as a fellow knight and noble warrior!"

"Noble? Jack?" Jack mumbled to herself, grinding her teeth. "Don't mock us… Are you dumb? We're an assassin, there is nothing noble about us." Jack hissed at Bafeel.

Bafeel's smile didn't falter however. "No, I refuse to believe that now! Your passionate words and ambition to serve your master were indeed genuine! You are no assassin!" Bafeel smiled brightly, and friendly at little Jack who only looked ticked off. "So, what say you we dual to our hearts content?!"

"Shut up." Jack hissed as she leaped into the air, opening multiple Rebellion dimension portals. "Rebellion: Rainy Streets of London!" Like a showering hail of rain, blades rained out from the portals. Bafeel smiled and responded with her iron horse generating some sort of force field. The blades rained down onto the force field, and bounced off.

In the stands, Beluga hummed a bit. "Seekvaria Agares technological prowess is quite astonishing. To manage to make such a barrier."

"Seek-chan always loved tinkering with machines like those from mecha animes after all." Rias giggled a bit at recalling her friend's strange hobby. "But I don't think it will hold for long." Rias leaned back in her seat as she carefully observed the battle. And from her words, the rest paid closer attention noticing cracks beginning to form like a cobweb across the force field.

Bafeel seeing her force field about to crumble, didn't falter and merely readied her lance. "What is she doing?" Kiba questioned as this didn't seme like a smart move, taking the risk of taking on the remainder of Jack's barrage all to land a blow was too much of a risk.

"No, she's not aiming for Jack." Beluga smiled as he caught on with his sister's game plan.

Compartments around Bafeel's lance began opening up, revealing ignition boosters attached to it. "Now!" Bafeel roared as her force field shattered, and in responds the boosters of her lance ignited as she swung it at the incoming barrage. The boosters also releasing specks of Bafeel's own demonic power, creating small barriers to continue holding off the barrage. "Here I come!" And with that the boosters on her iron stallion also ignited as she rushed towards Jack, pointing the tip of her lance at the floating assassin. Jack flipped midair, landing her hands onto the side of the lance before pushing herself right off to the side avoiding the strike.

"Irritating knight." Jack snarled as Bafeel turned her iron horse around to face her. The boosters ignited again, and the horse rushed at Jack. The boosters on the lance ignited again and once again aimed for Jack.

"Rebellion: Gloves of the Queen!" Jack stuck her hands into two Rebellion portals that formed before her. And when she pulled them out, they were covered in gloves.

"Gloves?! What is she thinking?!" Xenovia looked in disbelief, what is more they were all in disbelief that Jack could create something besides weapons.

Jack held her hands out towards the incoming lance, and to everyone's shock she twirled her tiny frame out of the way from the tip of the lance, and caught it with her hands. The gloves let out a strange glow, as Jack pushed her arms forward and thus a small explosion rocked in the face of Bafeel.

Bafeel was pushed into a row of cars, and her iron stallion was destroyed beyond repair. Bafeel groaned as she laid in the pile of damaged cars. Luckily that blast hadn't caused too much damage. Jack let out a sigh, having held her breath throughout that whole exchange.

"Wh-What happened?" Issei looked on in confusion, for a second it looked like Jack had caught the lance, and in the next an explosion appeared before Bafeel that knocked her off her horse.

In the stands where the Maou sat, Sirzechs looked intrigued at what he saw. "Interesting, what do you think little Jack-chan did there, Ajuka?" Sirzechs looked to the seat next to him, where the current Beelzebub was seated.

Ajuka hummed. "From what I saw. Jack deflected the energy of Bafeel's attack. And then immediately sent it right back at her."

"Ho? I see, so that explosion was a result of Bafeel taking the brute force of her own attack, huh?" Sirzechs looked in amusement, especially since the elders of the higher council seemed frustrated with what was transpiring in the games.

Jack was ready to go and claim the flag, with Bafeel down and all. But suddenly the sound of rustling armor startled the young assassin as she quickly went on defense mode. Bafeel had gotten back up, holding her lance. "I see, that was quite the counter." A bloodied gash had appeared on her forehead, making blood pour down over her eye. "Man, that stings…"

"Still willing to suffer?" Jack scoffed, clearly not intimidated.

"Answer me this, Jack. What does loyalty mean to you?" Bafeel asked.

"… Loyalty? What the hell are you on about?" Jack looked annoyed at all these sudden questions.

"Why are you loyal to Itachi?" Bafeel rephrased her question.

"Why? Because Itachi saved us from the cold, gave us warmth, love, when so many had tossed us into the gutter. Thus, he took us in, became our mother and for that, we will crush anything that stands in his way." Jack coldly declared, and Bafeel smiled with satisfaction at that answer.

"I see, he saved you from the darkness, and the life of an assassin. Yes, indeed I agree. Itachi Sitri sounds like a wonderful master, with such wonderful and amazing servants loyal to him such as yourself. It is quite the beautiful sight." Bafeel had what Jack thought was a stupid looking grin on her face, as she smiled from ear to ear.

"But I shan't lose either! For my loyalty to Seekvaria! Is just as strong!" Bafeel held her lance up high, and then swiftly swung it down onto Jack in a crushing downward swing.

"What is she doing?! Jack is just going to reflect it again!" Beluga this time seemed worried, as he wasn't sure what was going through his sister's mind.

Jack held her arms up, and caught the downward swing. However, the force of the swing, was enough to make Jack buckle her knees under pressure. "Oh my, I don't think she will…" Sona gasped, looking genuinely surprised.

"Let's see you try and take all this at once!" Bafeel pushed her right foot forward, pushing it deep into the concrete. Jack looked to be near her breaking point, as she fell on her knees. Bafeel then dragged the lance back a bit, and continued to push it down.

"She's combining the force of the downward swing, and drawing it back. I wonder, will it be too much for Jack to deflect?" Ajuka looked on with glee, finding this battle to be quite amusing.

Bafeel let out a deep breath, tightening her grip on the lance. "Fall and face defeat!" Bafeel's swing was so powerful, that her own body was hoisted up in the air. Her crushing strike pushing Jack face first into the concrete ground. The ground cracking up and forming into a small crater. Bafeel flipped midair and landed on her feet. "You fought well, Jack the Ripper." Bafeel smiled at the fallen Jack.

"Hack!" Jack coughed up blood. And then picked herself back up, despite the crushing weight of Bafeel's strike having broken some bones in her legs.

"Ho? Still want to fight?" Bafeel allowed Jack the opportunity to stand.

"We will not fall… Not until we draw our last breath." Jack fights through the pain of her broken legs, and manages to stand tall with a blade supporting her up like a crutch. "For our mommy, we will not fall to you!" Jack snarled, blood dripping from a wound on her forehead. Bafeel smiled brightly, her heart feeling touched at Jack's will to continue to fight for her master. "No more holding back." Jack unleashed a dark menacing aura of bloodlust.

"Wonderful spirit! Jack!" Bafeel however greeted that bloodlust with a wide smile.

Itachi clashed with Seekvaria, parring her energy sword with a mere kunai knife. Seekvaria was astonished at seeing Itachi use such an odd choice of weapons. Itachi delivered a powerful kick aimed at Seekvaria's torso, but the Agares heir managed to block it with her armored reinforced forearm. The two then locked with their weapons, as Itachi held back Seekvaria's energy sword with merely his kunai knife. 'How? How can his weapon withstand my energy sword?! It is powerful enough to cut through solid steel, so it should be able to cut that puny ninja knife of his!'

In the stands many were perplexed by how Itachi managed to hold off Seekvaria's energy sword with a mere kunai. "That is… a kunai, right? I didn't know Itachi-senpai used ninja weapons." Kiba looked somewhat astonished.

Sona sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Onii-sama has always had a fascination with ninjas since he was young. Honestly, I believe it was the one childish thing he enjoyed as a kid. Even now he has adopted it into his fighting style." Sona couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. In her eyes Itachi was supposed to be a flawless role model, a model student, and a perfect warrior. Yet, he still held this childish fascination to ninjas of all things. Rias had her anime and Seekvaria had her mecha. Little did Sona know. Her brother actually grew up as a Shinobi.

"But how can he keep up with Seekvaria's energy sword with a mere kunai?" Akeno questioned.

"That's easy. He's pouring his own demonic power into the kunai to enhance the strength of the blade." Rias looked to be near full fangirl mode, she held small flags with Itachi's name on them, even wore a t-shirt with a chibi version of Itachi. All provided by the luxurious clothing company belonging to Serafall Levithan.

Seekvaria seems to have reached the same conclusion as Rias, as her strikes grew more ferocious as she as well poured her own demonic power into the energy sword. Itachi from a pouch at his hip, flipped out a second kunai for his left hand, continuing to parry all of Seekvaria's strikes.

Seekvaria's left arm guard released some steam, as she swung her fist down at intense speed and force. Seekvaria punched Itachi's left forearm, knocking the kunai out from his grip. She grabbed onto his left wrist, and brought her blade down, but Itachi dropped his second kunai and grabbed onto Seekvaria's wrist holding the blade back. The two stood with their arms locked, Itachi looked calm and stoic as Seekvaria groaned in frustration.

Seekvaria gasped as she saw a shadow jump out from behind Itachi, it was a second Itachi wielding three kunai knifes in hand. 'Even in all of that he was able to create a clone?' Itachi throws the kunai knifes at Seekvaria, who noticed all three had their own paper tag attached to them.

The kunai fly by Seekvaria, but the tags stick to her body like glue. Blue magic circles appeared from each of the three tags, unleashing waves of water forming around Seekvaria in a bubble, trapping her in a water prison. "Evil Spark." With a flick of his fingers, surges of electricity were unleashed from the tags on Seekvaria, with the added water around her she was electrocuted.

Seekvaria cried out in pain, however she doesn't loose face. The engines on her armor begin heating up, boiling the water prison entrapping her. Then the engines release some sort of sonic boom that destroys the water prison.

Sona gasped from the stands. "She broke the water prison?" Sona looked surprised as even Raiser and Ravel couldn't break from her water prison during their Rating Game.

"I see, Seek-chan must have used data from your Rating Game to find some counter measures for the water prison." Rias looked intrigued, wanting to find the solution to that herself for her future game against Sona.

Seekvaria wasted no time, and rushed at Itachi with her blade. Effectively she slashed her blade through Itachi's body. However, there was no blood. Seekvaria gasped as Itachi suddenly exploded into a murder of crows. The black birds soared around her while shrieking. Itachi flies at Seekvaria from the murder of crows, and knocks the energy sword out from her hand.

Seekvaria leaps back and launches a series of magic bullets at Itachi. With a mere flash of his aura, all the magic bullets bounce right off. "Tch! I figured this wasn't going to be easy." Seekvaria pulled out a giant sword from a magic circle.

Itachi held Seekvaria's energy sword, and with a squeeze he destroyed it. "You have quite the impressive set of toys, Seekvaria-san. With more training you will become quite the powerful High-Class Devil."

Alivian in the meantime clashed with Kuroka, both with their hands cloaked in fire. Alivian's hands had turned into black scaled dragon hands, cloaked in regular Dragon fire. While Kuroka had cloaked hers in blue Yokai fire. "A dragon, eh? You have quite the strong grip. Nya." Kuroka commended as she had to use Touki aura to keep up with Alivian's mighty strength. "After Tannin, I think you are the only other dragon I have seen reincarnated into a Devil."

"I owe my life to Lady Seekvaria, and according to Dragon tradition, I will serve her till death do us part." Alivian pushed Kuroka back, the nekomata being forced on the retreat.

"What a coincidence, I owe my life to Master Itachi. But my loyalty to him transcends even the boundaries of death." Kuroka unleashed a swirl of blue fire onto Alivian. However, being a Dragon, he could handle the heat and pushed through. Kuroka dodged a swatting strike from Alivian and kicked the dragon in the chin. Alivian flew a little above ground, as Kuroka delivered a palm strike to his gut sending him flying into a car, denting it.

Alivian picked himself up, and flew at Kuroka tackling her to the ground. "Submit." Alivian slammed his fist at Kuroka, but the nekomata caught it much to the Dragon's shock. Kuroka with her touki aura was able to hold back the heavy weight of Alivian's fist.

"It's already been decided." Kuroka smirked.

Seekvaria jumped at Itachi with her blade, but Itachi just weaved and dodged. "You can stop now, it's over." Itachi spoke in a calm and relaxed demeanor.

"It's not over yet!" Seekvaria declared, although then everything around her turned red, as murders of crows flocked around her.

"It is, you are already trapped in an illusion." Itachi declared.

Alivian gasped as he saw the same thing as his master, what is more the Kuroka he had pinned down exploded into a murder of crows. "Even me?"

"What? But how?! My gear should have prevented you from being able to cast an illusion on me with your eyes!" Seekvaria didn't understand, she had planned out everything. Where exactly did she go wrong?

"Yes, during this game I could not plant you under an illusion with my eyes. But you were mistaken in the fact that my eyes were my only way of putting you under an illusion." Itachi's voice echoed around her.

"Then when? And how?!" Seekvaria demanded.

"I planted the seeds of my illusion onto you, and your entire peerage prior to the game." Itachi revealed causing not just Seekvaria to gasp, but all of the audience as well, even the Gods.

"B-But how could you?" Seekvaria gasped in realization as she heard the shriek from a crow. She thought back to when she and her peerage were getting ready for the games, and they saw a murder of crows flying in circles over them in the sky. "You don't mean, back then…"

"Yes, I used my crow familiars to place the seeds of my illusion onto you and your peerage." Itachi confirmed Seekvaria's suspicions. "All I needed to do, was set the trigger that would make the illusion activate. Which I did with a single finger." Itachi revealed and Seekvaria at this point was trembling in disbelief. Recalling the moment Itachi pointed at her and declared she had lost, in truth at that very moment the fate of this game was set in stone.

"B-But how? You couldn't possibly make such a detailed illusion based off this game and its rules without knowing them beforehand!" Seekvaria pointed out, as the rules of the game wouldn't be revealed until the very start of it.

"Indeed, but thanks to Kuroka and her senjutsu skills. I was able to add some changes to certain aspects of my illusion once the rules were announced. And with her help, I was able to trigger the illusion in all your remaining Peerage members." Itachi revealed, at this point Seekvaria felt like dropping her weapons. Itachi's visual prowess, and his intellect were far beyond what she had expected. Itachi was ten steps ahead of her at every turn in this Rating Game.

The crows then vanished, and the space around them returned to normal. To which Seekvaria and Alivian saw Itachi standing with Kuroka. Itachi had sweat running down from his face, probably from trying to keep all his focus on the illusion on her and her entire peerage. And Kuroka stood next to him, pouring in her own energy into Itachi to aid in keeping the illusion up and going in so many people. "You've lost." Itachi said in his usual calm voice and stoic demeanor.

Sebastian gasped as the revelation fell on him in the form of mocking from Eto. "We've been under Itachi Sitri's illusion since before the game even started?!" Sebastian looked astonished, was that even possible.

"Those crows you all saw circling the sky as you got ready. They were Itachi's familiars, and they planted the seeds of illusions within your heads which would be triggered from one thing." Eto snickered as she just pointed her finger at Sebastian and Yae. "By pointing his finger at your master, and saying "she lost" the illusion was then triggered. And thanks to Kuroka and her Senjutsu skills, the ripple effect of it triggering in Seekvaria was spread to all of you." Eto then clapped her hands as all the flags vanished. "Heck, you guys are even on the wrong floor." Eto laughed out loud, as a pathway to a floor above became visible to Sebastian and Yae.

"But if you are all down here… then the flag is unguarded?" As Sebastian said that, Yae abandoned her fight with Harry and rushed up the pathway. Although Sebastian felt as if something was wrong, after all, neither Eto, Harry or Bob made any effort to stop Yae.

Yae reaching the actual floor with Itachi's teams' flag, she rushed for it without a moment of hesitation. For all she knew the enemy were hot on her trail. The flag was right in front of her, and Yae reached out to grab it, but suddenly she found herself stuck. She was mere inches away from reaching the flag, but could not move further. "What is this?" Yae looked down, as she was sinking in quicksand.

"I would guess she's walked into Kuroka's little trap by now." Eto smirked causing Sebastian to flinch. "She used her Senjutsu to manipulate the environment around the flag into quicksand. So, no one could really get to it. Plus, there is a barrier around the flag, so… you guys are just about done." Eto sat down onto the floor, summoning forth a thermos with coffee. "Thanks for the game~" Eto smiled.

"Wh-What are you saying?! The game is not over!" Sebastian declared as they still had a chance to win.

Like her pawn, Seekvaria felt aggravated, was this all she could do against Itachi? She had played into his hand through this entire game and lost as she was blinded by potential victory due to the rules of this game. She didn't feel like giving up, the winner hadn't even been decided yet. Seekvaria stood to her feet, her mecha suit powering up its ignition boosters as she let out a war cry and charged at Itachi, wielding a massive demonic power enhanced energy sword.

Itachi was on guard and ready to counter this reckless attack from Seekvaria, he knew he could easily counter it. However, he didn't need to. "The winner has been decided! Itachi Sitri's Knight has captured Seekvaria Agares' flag! Winner is Itachi Sitri who will advance to the semifinals!" At hearing Grayfia's announcement, Seekvaria stopped in her tracks, her blade inches away from Itachi's face. Seekvaria fell to her knees in defeat.

Itachi lowered his guard, it was over. 'Well done, Jack.' Itachi mentally praised his little Knight.

Sebastian fell on his knees before Eto, Bob and Harry. "N-No way…"

Meanwhile Jack sat in the center of several busted-up cars, holding the Agares flag over her shoulder. Little Jack was drenched and stained in blood, as she sat on the unconscious body of Bafeel Furcas. Jack's gaze remained stoic, she was used being covered in blood, but something bothered her.

Flashback

Bafeel despite being covered in cuts, her iron horse broken and her armor having been slashed through by Jack's blades like a hot knife through butter. "Jack The Ripper! I give you, my respect! One warrior to another! You are a true noble warrior!" Jack flinched, her eyes looking in bewilderment as she looked at Bafeel with her honest stupid looking smile.

'Noble? What kind of fucked up joke is that? An assassin is anything but noble.' Jack looking slight irritated by the statement, brought out a massive heavy looking sword from the Rebellion dimension. "Don't mock us…" Jack spat her words out harshly, yet Bafeel didn't falter and let out a happy giggle.

"Dueling with you Jack, has been a great honor!" Bafeel smiled as she readied her lance. A burst of blue aura burning around Bafeel and her lance, compartments around her lance opened up and were revealed to be boosters. Flames ignited from the boosters on her lance. "Now! With this final attack we shall finish this! Jack!"

"… Stop smiling like that." Jack snarled in disgust, her eyes flashing red as a black mist like aura gathered around her. Throughout this whole duel, Bafeel had gone from being disgusted at Jack for being an assassin yet still having the position of a Knight. But that disgust had changed into true respect from Bafeel, who after hearing Jack's devotion to Itachi started calling Jack a noble warrior. And it irritated Jack, yes, she was loyal to Itachi. 'Why shouldn't we be loyal to mommy? He gave us warmth, when so many tossed us out into the cold. Don't lump us together with you… Stop smiling like that! Makes us want to kill you! We are an assassin. We are meant to kill!' Jack's bloodlust was beginning to leak out.

Despite the intense bloodlust of ten thousand aborted children reaching her, Bafeel didn't flinch nor falter and didn't turn Jack away nor rejected her. Bafeel in fact welcomed the challenge, all with a warm friendly smile. "Come at me Jack! I shall welcome you and your resolve with all my might!"

"As you wish!" Jack and Bafeel charged at each other. Jack wielding a long red sword with the tip pointed at Bafeel, who in return had a booster powered lance pointed at Jack.

In the stands, Beluga sat back and smiled. "It's over." Beluga knew now victory was assured for his sister against Jack.

"What is she doing?! Her sword can't stand up to a lance! It will break upon impact! Jack doesn't have the upper body strength to take on Bafeel's attack!" Kiba agreed with Beluga, there was no way Jack could win in such a manner.

The tips of their weapons connected in a clash, and thus unleashed a shockwave that blew the cars around them away. Jack's arms buckled under the pressure, Bafeel had a clear advantage in terms of upper body strength, not to mention the boosters added to her lance. "Rebellion Field!" Jack snarled as the black mist exploded around her, creating a bubble of sorts around them. The power unleashed from Jack had the floor shaking, but instead of following the laws physics, their arena didn't break from the pressure. Almost as if the whole field around Jack and Bafeel defied the laws of the world, defying physics and gravity itself.

Bafeel looked in disbelief, as Jack's blade pierced through her lance. Bafeel's lance shattered to pieces, and Jack's blade advances and stabbed Bafeel in her torso just below the collarbone.

Beluga stood up from his seat in a look of disbelief, so did Kiba and Xenovia. The weapon experts couldn't believe that a sword was able to shatter a lance like that. Jack's red eyes glared at Bafeel, who still looked down on Jack with a smile even as blood stained her pearly white teeth and dripped down from her lips. "Heh, that was a nice move…" Bafeel smiled, although she hadn't given up either as she reached for her side sword. Bafeel raised her blade aiming to bring it down upon Jack.

Jack frowned, and dragged her blade in Bafeel's torso upwards, slashing through her torso and collarbone and out. Blood erupted from Bafeel like a fountain, the blood raining down onto Jack who looked unfaced. Bafeel shakingly looked at Jack. "Well done, Jack… you are the better warrior." Bafeel admitted defeat as she fell over.

Jack's eyes were wide in disbelief, her arms were shaking. How can this woman call her a better warrior? Jack was an assassin, she fought dirty, not honorable. Using Rebellion to create a field that defied the natural laws to give her blade the advantage over Bafeel's lance. It is like almost using cheats in a video game to have what is usually an inferior weapon overpower a superior weapon. Taking away all the power in Bafeel's lance, and adding it all into Jack's sword. So, Jack couldn't understand why this woman called her a noble warrior.

Jack's eyes returned to their usual yellow greenish color, and the black mist vanished. And then Jack's sword shattered to pieces as it should have been the moment it clashed with Bafeel's lance. Jack walked over Bafeel's defeated body, and grabbed onto the Agares flag. And thus, it was over.

Back in present time, Jack stood up as she watched Bafeel's body vanish, being retired and brought to the infirmary to treat her injuries. Jack motionlessly looked down on the glowing body of her recent adversary. A hand then patted onto Jack's shoulder making her flinch a bit in surprise.

"Yo, champ! Want something to drink?" Damian smiled at the little assassin as he offered her a bottle of water.

Jack took the bottle from Damian without saying a word and drank. "… Damian." Jack called out, for once using his actual name instead of calling him perv.

"Hmm?" Damian looked on Jack with interest for what she had to say.

"… Are… We… Am I… honorable?" Jack fumbled with her words, even not referring to herself as "we" but rather "I" which she has never done before.

"Hmm, well assassins are anything but honorable. They kill people without as much a "how do you do?". They don't fight for anyone but themselves, and kill without feeling for their victims." At Damian's words Jack held her head low, she knew all this, she was an assassin after all. "But as far as you go, yeah you are very honorable." Damian smiled brightly, as Jack looked on him with widened and confused eyes. "You are devoted and loyal to captain Itachi, and to all of us. You fight for us rather than for yourself. You would die for us, as much as we would die for you. So yeah, you are super honorable, Jack."

"B-But I am an assassin…" Jack mumbled.

"Are you? Jack, when was the last time you killed anyone without feeling? Yeah, you have killed some Khaos Brigade members, terrorists, and Stray Devils, but those don't count. After all, you only kill them because they threaten Itachi and the rest of us. I mean, when Issei went on a rampage, did you kill him? No, even though with your ability you probably could have if you wanted to. When was the last time you snuck up on a random person and killed them? Face it, Jack, you haven't been an assassin since the day Captain Itachi took you in."

"…" Jack gasps upon hearing Damian's words, as it dawns onto Jack as well which leaves her in silence. In her shock Jack gazes up into the multi colored sky. She half expected to hear the angered voices and cries of aborted children screech in her head, she remembered how the cries would keep her awake at night. But one day, they all stopped. Jack knew, those cries stopped the moment Itachi had embraced her and welcomed her all those years ago. She hadn't given it much thought over the years, carrying on with devotion towards her new "mother", she hadn't forgotten the cries but simply ignored the lack of not hearing them.

"Jack, you okay?" Damian put his hand onto her shoulder.

"Yes… we… No, I am fine." Jack turns to Damian and smiles brightly as she grabs ahold of his hand. Damian looks stunned at seeing Jack's smile, usually she would scowl at him or threaten to stab him. But now she smiled at him, and held his hand. "Let's go, Itachi and the others are probably expecting us."

Damian cracked a smirk, an image of a smiling young woman who looked identical to Jack, only with a swollen pregnant belly, smiling at him while standing before a window. "Yeah, let's go."

As they met up with Itachi and the rest, Kuroka was quick to embrace the little Jack as she held Seekvaria's flag. "Nicely done lil' Jack!" Kuroka lifted and span Jack around.

"Let go." Jack groaned a little being suffocated between Kuroka's big jiggly boobs.

"You did good, I expected nothing less from you." Itachi patted the top of his valiant little Knight, seeing Itachi's loving parental-like smile made Jack tear up a bit.

"I will always do my best for mommy!" Jack smiled brightly with her cheeks slightly red.

"With that the first four matches have been settled! And now we have our four semi-finalists! Winner of round one, Sona Sitri. Who will go up against winner of round two, Rias Gremory in the first match of the semi-finals! And the winner of the third round, Sairaorg Bael. Who will go up against winner of round four, Itachi Sitri in the second match of the semi-finals! Who shall prevail and clash in the finals?! Which of these contenders will win the tournament?! Stay tuned as the semi-finals will begin in two weeks from now!" Grayfia announced through the speakers, as the fourth match met its final conclusion.

"Wait, I don't get it… What did Jack do?" Issei questioned as he agreed with Kiba, Beluga and Xenovia, that Jack's blade shouldn't have been able to destroy Bafeel's lance.

"Need an explanation?" Azazel sat down behind the group, looking with intrigue as they see the replay of Jack's clash with Bafeel. "It's Jack's Sacred Gear, Rebellion. She changed the natural laws of physic and logic to shatter Bafeel's attack and defenses, by nullifying the power of Bafeel's attack, and adding it to her own."

"But I thought Jack's Sacred Gear involved just creating weapons to fight against various races?" Kiba like Issei was also confused by this.

"That's because Jack brings out her power through weapons, she is a former assassin it is just how she operates. But as we saw, she wasn't limited to only weapons. Earlier she created gloves with repelling properties to deal with heavy hitters, in order to reflect the power of Bafeel's attack back at her. Of course, the second time around Bafeel powered through Jack's defenses and crushed her underneath the weight of her power."

"Yes, that is true." Sona agreed as in that moment Jack proved her ability wasn't limited to weapons, she had only used weapons so far because as an assassin that was her area of expertise.

"The true nature of Rebellion, is to defy the natural laws of the world. To make a mere little girl, capable of taking on even a dragon. Although she is limited to her own level of magic and demonic power. Although Jack is quite gifted in that department. But what we saw, wasn't just her regular Sacred Gear." Azazel sated making everyone look in bewilderment. "Rebellion Field, is her Balance Breaker. Where she can not only limit the properties of her Sacred Gear to herself and her weapons. But also, to a surrounding area. Although, by the looks of it, she hasn't fully mastered her Balance Breaker, seeing as she was limited into creating that small bubble around herself and Bafeel. She created a field where the natural law of things didn't apply, the logic of a lance overpowering a sword in a power thrust was flipped upside-down." Azazel smirked at seeing the amazed looks on their young faces.

"But if that's the case… then if Jack ever masters her Balance Breaker, then she will be-" Rias was halted from saying anymore as Azazel finished her train of thought.

"One day be capable of even challenging the mightiest of Gods. Itachi sure knows how to pick dangerous peerage members." Azazel whistled out looking rather impressed, as all of Itachi's peerage members were monsters in themselves and had great potential, just like their own master.

"But even so, there has to be a weakness to it." Sona protested. She needed a way of potentially beating her brother if they were made it to the finals.

"Well of course, Balance Breaker or not, her Sacred Gear is still limited to her own demonic power and magic power. If she ever challenged Ophis, even after having realized her true potential, Jack would still lose. From the documents we have of Rebellion, it clearly states that one would need a higher amount of magic/demonic power or greater spirit and will to best the wielder of Rebellion. The God of the Bible's Sacred Gears all have their weaknesses, even the mightiest of the Longinus has its weakness. Like all things have their weakness, that was the old man's way of thinking as he designed them." Azazel stated making both Sona and Rias look more at ease, Beluga as well took a note of this as he eyed the replay of his sister's defeat.

"Easier said than done, Jack's magical prowess is beyond the level of an Ultimate class devil, it might even be on Maou level seeing as her Sacred Gear affected Shalba Beelzebub during Diodora's betrayal. And her pure devotion to never fail Itachi is strong." Akeno added, as they all had to admit not many of them were beyond Maou level.

Beluga however chuckled. "Interesting, I shall look forward to the semifinals. Sairaorg-sama will be thrilled at the challenge." The fact that Beluga didn't seem concerned, made it seem as if Sairaorg or someone in his peerage was capable of overcoming the various hurdles that was the Seven Deadly Sins.

"Well, even we have our aces up our sleeves." Rias smiled as she looked to Issei, who without a doubt was growing to become her strongest peerage member. And Rias was confident in her own abilities as well to boot.

"Indeed." Sona smiled as she thought of Saji and Tsubaki.

"Let's hope those cowardly geezers don't try and pull some crap like this to try and nerf Itachi and the Sins in the future." Rias smiled as she looked amused at seeing the fuming geezers at the top of the bleachers looking at the result of today's game.

Amongst the Devil elderly council, several growled and grinded their teeth in outrage. "That brat won?! I thought you said these conditions would guarantee his defeat due to his ravaging powerful servants?!" An elder hissed underneath his breath to another. Regardless of the handicap they had placed on Itachi, he still prevailed and won the match.

"That darn brat and his band of Sins are cleverer than we thought… No matter what we must make sure Itachi Sitri does not win this tournament!" Another elder groaned in annoyance that Itachi was still in the tournament.

The elders all flinched as they felt a surge of aura rise from behind them, sitting in the shadows was a man who none dared sit next to. His presence filled those around him with a sense of fear and dread. He had straight black jet hair, and a stern sharp gaze, his eyes were a shade of violet. He had a black stripped goatee on his chin, and was fairly muscular, tall, dark and handsome as some would describe. His very presence was menacing to the elders as they all trembled in fear. The man was dressed in a dark royal cape with a black aristocrat like outfit underneath. On top of his head, he had a crown decorated in various jewels. "L-Lord Bael, looks displeased as well…" This man, was the father of Sairaorg, the uncle of Sirzechs Lucifer and Rias Gremory, and the head of the mighty Bael household. His aura of destruction was in the shade of black mixed with a hint of violet in contrast to Rias and Sirzechs' shade of red.

Lord Bael looked stoic, but judging by his aura he was clearly displeased to not only see Itachi winning his match. He loathed the Sitri heir for his ideals of equality amongst the various classes in the Underworld, it went against everything the Bael family stood for. They were ranked King, the highest rank a family can get. What is more, he was displeased that his own failure of a son had advanced in the tournament to further shame the name Bael by not having their signature power of Destruction.

"Ara, seems my little brother is quite upset." Venelana Gremory who sat next to her husband, giggled at seeing the raging aura emitting from her younger half-brother.

"Suck it Bael!" Malphas Sitri rose from his seat, flipping Lord Bael off causing the angered Bael to glare at the Lord of the Sitri household. "My son will never lose! Just watch, when our sons go up against each other in the semi-finals!"

"Sit down dear!" Serena Sitri swiftly pulled her boasting husband down back into his seat.

An elder devil cautiously approached Lord Bael. "U-Umm, Lord Bael. Perhaps we could apply to your son's strength for the second match of the semi-finals, to give him an edge?"

At this Lord Bael, glared at the elder and in a split second had him eradicated from existence, or so it felt like to the elder from the intense glare and aura Lord Bael gave off. "You imply my blood would need a handicap against the Sitri heir?" The elder trembled in his boots as Lord Bael spoke, he feared for his life. If Lord Bael so wished he could kill him without facing any consequences, that's how powerful the name Bael was in the Underworld, second to only the Maou themselves. "As much of a failure as Sairaorg is, he still carries my blood. Even if it shames me that he does. It shames me even more that you imply, that he would lose to the Sitri heir. They are to have a fair battle. If any of you scheme something to interfere, I will erase you without hesitation or mercy." When Lord Bael said he would erase someone, it wasn't a threat, it was a promise. Lord Bael didn't care for his son Sairaorg, it was all for the sake of Pride.

The elders all stepped back out of fear, it was decided with the words from Lord Bael, they would not interfere in the slightest for Itachi's match against Sairaorg. "Understood, please forgive me for my ignorance!" The elder quickly kneeled to Lord Bael.

"Still the same as ever, eh?" Zeoticus mumbled from his seat as he looked upon his brother-in-law. "It is as they say… Marco Bael, more Devil-like than any other." Lord Bael embodied what all the Underworld viewed as a true High-Class Lord Devil, cruel, prideful and powerful. The only reason he didn't side with the Old Maou Faction, was because he greatly respected his ancestor the original Bael, Zekram Bael who led the Anti-Satan faction during the devil civil war.

After having witnessed these two past Rating Games, several Gods had started mumbling, whispering amongst themselves. Some were amazed at Sairaorg and his durable body and brute strength, able to tank any attack thrown at him and take down an entire peerage and their king by himself. Then there were those who discussed the recent battle, and about Itachi. The Gods who focused more on the mind, rather than raw power were amazed by Itachi's intellect and how he had prepared himself for this battle.

One God, had taken a particular interest in the two young devils. His eyes looking over them with anticipation. Standing in the background, hiding in the shadows, standing over 6 feet tall. A man with a buzz-cut hairstyle with green brownish hair color, and lavender colored eyes hidden behind circular sunglasses, a round bead jewel neckless around his thick neck, dressed in a casual blue aloha shirt, with a dark green V-neck shirt underneath and brown shorts. Crossing his muscular arms as he leaned against a pillar.

"Ho, these two Devil boys… Are quite good." Indra, the King and Lord of the Heavens in Hindu mythology. The God of War, storms and rainfall. Looked on the screen showing the bracket for the semifinals. First round of the semifinals showing Sona Sitri versus Rias Gremory, and the second round showing Sairaorg Bael versus Itachi Sitri. Indra however, focused only on the second round of the semifinals. Indra smirked with intrigue at the bracket list. "I clearly need to witness the battle between those two in the semifinals."

Sharing this thought, was the Chief of the North, Odin and his son, his pride and joy, Thor. "Well, interested yet?" Odin smirked as he looked at his son. Thor was at least 7 feet tall, and very muscular. His hair was long and red like fresh blood, going past his waist. His eyes were dark with his pupils being a greenish yellow color. Golden patterns spread across his body in the shape of thunder. Thor was dressed in a simple white sash over his torso, the sash held up by three brown belts going diagonally over his waist. His legs donned in golden platted armor. And strapped onto his back, a massive hammer.

"Ophis is interested in that one?" Thor asked as he looked upon Itachi Sitri. Odin smirking and humming as he noted his son had taken a particular interest in the Sitri heir.

"It's not like you, to take interest in a mere devil." Odin looked with a sly smirk at his son.

Thor didn't react to his father's sly comment. "A mere devil, no, I would show no interest in one. But this child, is no mere devil." Thor said before he turned around and walked away.

"Ah, you saw it then? That devil child has the power of five Shinto Gods. Speaking off…." Odin's eyes trail off to the audience watching the Rating Game, his gaze falling onto one particular section. "Three of said Gods are here tonight. Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi and Susano'o." Odin smirks as he looks at the three Shinto Gods across the other side of the arena. What is more, Odin can clearly tell they have their eyes on Itachi.

Amaterasu was a beautiful looking young woman, her skin looking smooth as silk, her hair as black and as long as the vast black void of the cosmos. Her eyes glowing as brilliant as the sun itself. She was dressed in a red kimono with black outlines, and the kimono itself was decorated with blossoming Sakura flowers as well as black fire shapes. Amaterasu watches Itachi's every move, holding a fan over her mouth. "…" She doesn't say a word, her brilliant glowing eyes focused onto Itachi. And in them, she saw five different colored flames burning in Itachi's body. Each flame representing his Mangekyou abilities lying dormant inside of him. 'There is no mistaking it… this Devil holds the power of father, mother, myself and my two foolish brothers. I feel like it is as if I am looking at my own son… But how? How does a Devil have our powers? When Serafall Leviathan presented me with this issue, I didn't believe her at first. But Ajuka Beelzebub's research data proved otherwise. And now, when I am seeing it for myself, there is no mistaking it. Whatever this boy is, he is a freak of nature.' With that thought, Amaterasu closes her fan, stands up, and walks away.

Her two brothers exchanging uncertain glances at each other. Tsukuyomi looking like a dignified young man with long silver hair reaching his waist, vast blue eyes illuminating like the moon itself. He wore a white kimono decorated with water shapes, and crescent moons.

Whereas Susano'o in contrast to his elegant looking brother and sister, looked rugged and rough, with wild light brown hair tied into an upwards ponytail. He had a stubbled beard, and brown eyes, but his gaze looked sharp and powerful like that of a storm. He had a blue yukata that looked like he had put on in a rush, it wasn't properly put on, with the front of it open and revealing his chest and sixpack. And a belt that looked to be made out of a white snake skin, hanging diagonally around his waist with a hilt carrying a sword strapped onto it.

Both brothers look at their sister as she walks away, having the same thought. 'What is she up to?' Although then their thoughts took a separate turn.

Tsukuyomi looked curious as he thought. 'Will she demand that Itachi Sitri is to be killed? Or that he is handed over to us? I hope she demands they hand him over to us. Itachi Sitri is basically a Shinto God more than he is a devil. And we would be better suited in teaching him to harness his abilities to the fullest.'

While Susano'o lets out a sigh as he rubs the back of his head. 'I just hope she doesn't make a big deal about it and leaves the poor kid alone. So, what if he has our powers? Isn't that a good thing? We need proper soldiers to fight Khaos Brigade.'

Both brothers then follow their sister. Tsukuyomi being the curious one openly asks Amaterasu. "What will you do about the boy?" Tsukuyomi unlike Susano'o was eager to hear his sister's answer in regards to Itachi Sitri.

"I have yet to make a decision. I would prefer to watch and see how Itachi Sitri progresses before making a decision." Amaterasu replies, as her handmaidens arrive at her side. Tsukuyomi seemed disappointed with the answer, while Susano'o looked like he didn't care.

"And here I thought we would have a new addition to our ranks…" Tsukuyomi mumbled to himself.

"Oi, don't be too careless in this decision making of your sis. I for one do not wish to go to war with the Devils." Susano'o warned, he wasn't afraid to fight any of the devils, truth be told. This was just his way of warning Amaterasu not to do anything rash like demand Itachi should be killed for being a freak of nature. His sister was rather prideful after all, and stubborn, he and Tsukuyomi both knew from firsthand experience.

"Rest assured brother, I will be careful in my decision making." With Amaterasu having said that, the Shinto Gods respectfully left the arena, with the cheers of the audience still echoing in the background. Susano'o lagged a bit behind, a single thought going through his mind. 'Against Kings and Gods, that child will change the odds, for that child is the one to make his final call.' As a looming image of Lord Bael, Amaterasu, Indra and Thor loomed over Itachi Sitri came to the Storm Gods mind.

That's the end for now!

Here we are at last, I apologize for not having been able to update sooner. Been busy with life and all that. Also, the next update might take some time, I doubt I will manage anything until the month of September.

Anyway, now we have concluded the first four matches of the Rating Game tournament, and we have our semifinalists. And as for the matches we witnessed this chapter, this was honestly the only way I could have seen it go. The most debated amongst you I feel will be Itachi vs Seekvaria. So, yes in this match the elder council members basically decided on the rules, all to give Itachi a disadvantage simply because they view him as a disgrace amongst High-Class devils. With all the Sins and Itachi being extremely powerful in their own right, being unable to cause too much destruction made it so all of them had to hold back. But those foolish old council members underestimated the mind of Itachi in this one.

Itachi and Sairaorg are by far the mightiest devils of their generation, and both have their own strengths which is what I aimed to display here. For Sairaorg it was his crushing destructive strength. And for Itachi it was his mind and sheer skill. Also, in this story Sairaorg is way stronger than he was in cannon, in fact he seems to have a secret trump card to use against Itachi for their match, and it isn't his Regulus armor. We also got to see how life is for the Bael family, with Sairaorg's relationship to his mother, him mentioning his half-brother, and his father as we saw at the end.

And now, we see that many Gods have their eyes on Itachi, they see the powers hidden within him. Are they scarred of his potential? Intrigued? Or infuriated that a mere devil is allowed to have divine power?

Anyway, leave a review with your thoughts!

-later!

(Responds to reviews):

RazerGamer501: Thank you for always being so patient with waiting for my slow updates!

Drax152: That is a very interesting question. On one hand you have Ophis, who Itachi feels threatened by. On the other you have Great Red a being who rivals Ophis, but who's motives remain a mystery.

velniar341: Well, now we are getting to the Loki arc, after that we have one of the semifinal matches, then the Hero arc. And yes, Great Red being a reader of minds most likely knows about Itachi's story as well. And we might see something like that with Itachi and Great Red teaming up.

majikss: Ophis in my story is simply acting like how I would imagine a proper being of infinity should act. She still shares a lot of traits with her cannon self, I just haven't had the chance to show them yet.

Guest: Thanks!

Guest: Thanks! Issei probably should have, but I needed to first conclude Issei's jealousy towards Itachi and his crush for Rias, by having Rias reject him making Issei realize he should move on.

TehStorm: Thanks!

fallendemon248: Thanks!

SolSparda369: Yes, I love OG Teen Titans.

merendinoemiliano: Thanks!

Dasgun: Hello there.

Guest: Thanks, Ophis has always been one of my fav DXD characters, but I always felt like something about her character could have been done differently.

Mr. Haziq: Diodora was the classic representation on what a devil should be according to the church. Seductive, manipulative, and evil. As for Shalba, I would say there is a good chance he is still breathing. He did manage an escape in cannon after all.

: Thanks! No need to worry, Bob won't have a harem. That lazy boy can't handle that many women at once. And Damian and Jack, I think this chapter further hints at that possibility.

corjca1: Now, now, Sirzechs may be a siscon, but I don't think he is that extreme lol. But Kokabiel is a shit stain.

keybladelight: No need to worry, I updated The Demon Eyes of Fairy Tail quite recently. But A Fresh Start, yeah still writers block.

Guest: I think Gabriel is too innocent to understand the concept of love and crushes, she already seems to have great affection for Itachi from thinking he is a miracle child of God. And Itachi admitted Gabriel is very beautiful. A Nephalem between Itachi and Gabriel, that would be one strong kid.

Axccel: I think I managed to display Itachi's illusions skills quite well in this chapter. I think Devils have it a hard time to reproduce, because apparently most female devils are attracted to power. That or biologically they aren't that fertile so it ends up being rare for a devil family having multiple children.

notthetigerking: You clearly missed some things that I stated in the previous chapter. Yes, Issei is a pervert, Issei himself says so and is confused himself when Rias says he and Itachi are similar in some ways. Rias says that it is true, that Issei and Itachi aren't similar in that aspect. Rias says that she essentially think they have the same heart and spirit, that they would do anything for their loved ones. Which Rias said were qualities she found attractive in a man, a kind heart, a strong spirit, and the desire to protect the ones you care about no matter what. Rias then goes on to list qualities Itachi has that Issei doesn't, that Itachi is smart, strong, cool and better looking than Issei and what Rias has to say about that is. "Those qualities are good and all, but they are not what attracts me to Itachi." Also the reason Rias said she might have gone for Issei if Itachi wasn't here, was to boost his confidence with women, which he needed. Also Juggernaut Drive Issei is no joke, in that form he is stronger than Azazel and Serafall, in cannon when he fights Sairaorg with a form that rivals Juggernaut Drive they break the Rating Game dimension. And Raven she is one of the strongest characters in all of DCU. Purified Raven is able to defeat her father Trigon with ease, as seen in OG Teen Titans, a being who Superman couldn't even defeat. Raven's powers are based off on raw emotion, so Itachi stating Raven has more raw untamed power out of any of the Sins is true. And Itachi is strong, he is not only stronger than Azazel, Serafall, Michael. But he also defeated both Juggernaut Drive Issei and Vali.

Jose19: I agree.

Guest: Thanks!

Jxco: LOL, I can totally imagine that happening.

Gaddyboy: That is a fair review I would say, although I don't think I copy paste Issei's interactions, and replace it with Itachi nearly as much as you claim. But still, fair.

Jack: Seems like you just insulted me, and then wished me well, which I am thinking now was meant as sarcasm. Oh well, bye snowflake.

Guessing: Honestly, I imagine Itachi would marry into the Gremory family, let Rias handle the Gremory family business, and leave the Sitri family business to Sona. Just so he doesn't need to deal with the political drama of high-class devil society, and he would get a normal job in the human world.

Guest: All in good time my friend, the lemon will come eventually.

Guest: If it doesn't seem like Itachi has grown any stronger, then I am sorry for not making it clearer. But Itachi at this point is stronger than Serafall, Falbium Asmodeus, Azazel, Michael and many others. Itachi just usually isn't the type to go full force that often.

razmire: Thank you, I thought it was proper end for a shit stain like Diodora.

Guest: Sorry for the long wait.

andresskorskiruiz: Thanks!

JohnDune21: Thanks, and of course I will. I have arcs planned for each of the sins which will expand their relationship with each other and Itachi.

Guest: Sorry for the long wait.

Guest: Sorry for the long wait.

Guest: Whatever Eto's plan is, it can't be anything good.

Sento Uzumaki: Don't like Game of Thrones, so no sorry.

Guest: Sorry for the long wait.

Swamps637: Sorry, but I have things in life that keep me busy XD

Den: I think he has trained a great deal by now.

Guest: Sorry for making you all wait for this long.

Guest: Okay, fair enough.