Outsider Chronicles: Born of Blue Flames
Getting reborn would have been rather cool...if I hadn't been reborn as the literal antichrist. Yeah, getting reborn as a half demon raised by an Exorcist isn't really my idea of a good time. Then again, discovering that my Human side has powers of its own is kinda cool. Apparently the Demons of Gehenna aren't actually all that dangerous when you compare them to some of the nasties in the world.
And we are back! I've had this idea knocking around in my head for a while, so I've decided to roll with it. Yes, its technically another DXD story, but for once its not the main story world! No, that would be Blue Exorcist and our protagonist has been reborn as Rin. This should be interesting, no? Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Let me tell you, death by having an animatronic dinosaur fall on your head is NOT fun. Still, I suppose you could probably guess that. In other obvious news, being conscious while being born is just as traumatic as dying. The fact that I've apparently been born into a fictional world doesn't really help matters. What really doesn't help is that I'm apparently the literal Antichrist, having been reborn as the Son of the Demon God, Rin Okumura. Yeah, this is gonna blow, isn't it?
Surprisingly enough, no. Oh sure my future would inevitably go down the drain and my temper was a tad shorter than it used to be, but my laid back nature meant that my temper was relatively easy to control, unless someone really pushed me. Plus, I was a smart person with two lifetimes worth of education, so I really had no excuse not to get into High school. Of course, that doesn't meant I would be able get into True Cross on a scholarship like Yukio. He blew my brains out of the water, although to be fair, I was much better at creative pursuits than him. However, I really didn't mind all that much, not when I was gunning for a different school anyway, one with more of a focus on the arts. Well, that was the plan anyway.
Frankly I should have seen it coming. Theres no way I could go through life without attracting the attention of Gehenna or the ever marching Plot. Add in my temper and the fact I don't like bullys meant that it was pretty much inevitable that I end up getting into that fight with Reiji that happened at the start of the series. The main difference here however is that, instead of him shooting pigeons with a crossbow (I wouldn't have cared about that in the slightest), I instead caught him trying to mug an underclassman after school one day.
Anyway, after kicking all of their arses and sending them packing, I checked on the kid and helped him gather up his stuff, he headed home with only a black eye for his trouble and with his lunch money intact. I on the other hand as badly bruised, with a bloody nose and torn knuckles.
"Tch, guess something never change," I muttered as I pinched my nose shut to stop the bloodflow.
"I'm home!" I called as I entered the living quarters of the monastery.
"Welcome hom...WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!" yelled Yukio when he saw my bloody face.
"Got into a fight with a bunch of morons," I growled as I headed to the bathroom to dig out the first aid kit and wash my face.
"Again? Honestly, you should learn to keep your temper," said Yukio.
I gave my twin a flat look.
"What do you mean again?" I asked, "I'm not that bad!"
"I still need to patch up up far too much," said Yukio as he snatched the first aid kit out of my hands.
"Hey, at least its good practice. OW!"
"Zip it moron," growled Yukio as I rubbed my head where he'd just hit me.
"So, are you all set for tomorrow?" I asked, indicating to the boxes piled in the corner.
"Yeah, I think so," said Yukio, "What about you?"
I shrugged.
"I've got my uniform, my ticket and my key to my new place," I said, "I won't be taking my stuff until later though."
We fell silent as Yukio finished patching me up and shut the kit box.
"You will be careful, won't you?" he asked, "I won't be around to patch you up after all."
"Of course I will," I said, "The same goes for you. I won't be around to keep the bullies off with my fearsome presence."
Yukio laughed.
"You? Fearsome?"
"Hey, I can be scary!" I protested, pulling a face and making claws with my fingers, "Rawww! See?"
Yukio just thumped me over the head again and I responded by dragging him into a headlock.
The next day, I was packing up the last of my stuff ready to move out to my new school when a knock interrupted me.
"What?" I called.
"Hey Rin, you busy?" asked Izumi as he stuck his head around the door.
"Not with anything that needs to be done this minute," I said, "Why, do you need something?"
"We're out of milk," said the Priest, "Do you mind running down to the shop to get some?"
"Sure, no problem," I said, taking the bundle of notes he handed me and slipping them into my pocket.
I headed out, catching the tail end of Fujimoto's conversation with the little girl and her parents.
"Think she'll be alright?" I asked as I stepped up beside her.
"Yeah, she'll be fine," said the old Paladin, "That charm will protect her."
"Hnn," was my only response as I headed towards the gates, "See ya later old man!"
"Get some bread as well!" called Fujimoto.
I just waved in acknowledgment.
"Aww shit, I can't believe I forgot about this," I grumbled as I stared at the shopping street near the Monastery.
The entire place was infested with Coal tar Demons, which probably wouldn't be that different from normal, but now I could see them. With that in mind, Astaroth would probably be rearing his ugly head right about…
"Hey, Okumura!"
Now. I sighed and turned around to see, sure enough the familiar form of Reiji now sporting the ever so trendy look of horns, a tail, claws and pointy ears.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"You got a minute?" asked Astaroth.
I shrugged and nodded. It might be a tad stupid to go with him considering I knew how this little conversation would go, but I was willing to bed good money that, no matter what happened, the King of Rot would find some way to confront me. At least this way I had some control over the situation.
"Sorry about yesterday," said the possessed teen as we came to a stop in a fenced off area under a bridge, "We were all feeling a little hot headed and took things too far."
"Sure, I'm sure thats all it was," I said sarcastically, "Is that everything? Cus I've got an errand to run."
"Before that, how much do you want?" asked Astaroth.
"Huh?"
"I'm going to be starting at True Cross soon," said the Demon King, "It'd be a pain if any...unsavory rumors started spreading about me."
"If you acted like a decent Human being, that wouldn't be an issue," I said, "Anyway, you can keep your money, I don't have any intention of telling anyone."
I turned to leave.
"Oh don't be so proud Okumura!" yelled the Demon, "I know that you guys are poorer than dirt! That brother of yours is going to True Cross too, right? I bet the fees must be murder. Just take the money and you can use it to…"
He was cut off by a fist to the face. It may take a lot to set me off, but like the original version of Rin, badmouthing Yukio was one of the few things that'd do it. Sure, I knew he was one hell of a badass, but he was still my little brother.
"That wasn't very bright asshole," I growled, "You can badmouth me all you want, but leave Yukio out of it!"
"That...hurt," growled the Demon as he stood, holding his face, "But you really shouldn't get to cocky. Get him!"
"DENIED!" I yelled as one of the goons tried to grab me, only for me to duck out of his grip and trip him.
The other one took a swing, but I easily sidestepped his punch, grabbed his wrist and threw him into his friend. I smirked as I turned back to a surprised looking Astaroth.
"Did I mention that I know how to fight?" I said.
And I did. Considering what I knew about my future, you really think I'd just go through life without at least trying to improve myself? I wasn't trained or anything, but using the internet and an out of the way area of the local park, I had been able to teach myself a pretty decent style of brawling that made use of my enhanced strength to do a rather large amount of damage.
The Demon scowled.
"Damn brat, don't look at me like that!" he roared and reached behind him.
Before I could react, he grabbed a piece of rebar from the crate behind him I hadn't noticed and threw it at me. The metal bar smacked into my shoulder, knocking me off balance long enough for one of the goons to grab me and force me to the ground.
"There we go, right where you belong," sneered Astaroth, "In the dirt at my feet."
"Fuck you!" I snarled.
Astaroth just laughed and stepped over to a fire that was burning in an old barrel, plucking a red hot piece of rebar from the flames.
"Now, since I owe you for hitting me not once, but twice, and for turning down my generosity, lets see if Demons like you feel pain," he said as he stalked over.
"H-hey man, don't you think thats going a bit far?" asked one of the goons, eyeing the glowing metal wearily, "I mean, we could get arrested!"
"SHUT UP!" roared Astaroth, kicking the kid in the face, not that it helped since the other one was more than twice my bodyweight, "Now, lets get this Human BBQ started!"
"Oh no you fucking don't!" I thought as I reached deep inside of me.
I really didn't want to confirm his suspicions, but I wanted my eyes burnt out even less. However, instead of a blue flame, I felt something else, a strange, golden light that radiated a feeling I could only describe as sharp and deadly. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to properly register or draw it out as I felt the heat of the metal on my cheek, panicked and accidentally went too deep, resulting in a massive blast of blue fire that sent the goons flying. Naturally, they all fled, leaving me with Astaroth, who looked like Christmas had come early.
"Well, it seems that I was right about you," said the Demon as more of his true form began to manifest from Reiji's body, "Theres no doubt that they are the Flames of Satan!"
He knelt in front of me and held out a clawed hand.
"Come now Little Brother, our Lord Father is waiting."
I was about to swear at him and try drawing on that strange power again when a familer voice echoed down the alley.
"Evil is in their hearts, 'Oh Lord."
We both turned to see Fujimoto walking towards us, reciting the Death Verse he did.
"Wha...an Exorsist?!" growled the Demon, before his eyes widened as he recognized the prayer, "SHUT YOUR FILTHY MOUTH!"
Fujimoto ignored him as the Demon charged towards him.
"Give them according to their works, and according to the wickedness of their endeavors,
Give them after the work of their hands, render onto them to their reward.
Thou shalt destroy them and shall not build them up.
Blessed be the Lord."
He sidestepped Astaroth's swipe, grabbed his arm and flipped him onto his back
"The Lord is my helper, and my protector.
Thou shalt perish!"
Astaroth screamed as a thick, black smoke erupted from his mouth like something out of Supernatural and the Demon form vanished, leaving nothing but Reiji behind. Threat dealt with, the Priest looked up and met my eyes.
"Rin, are you alright?" he asked.
I nodded slowly.
"Yeah, but what…" I started.
"It seems that the Kurikara is no longer enough to suppress your power," said Fujimoto, cutting me off.
"Um, sure," I said, "Is he OK?"
Fujimoto glanced down at Reiji.
"He should be fine," he said, "I Exorcised the Demon, but if he doesn't change, there's a risk that he may be possessed again."
He glanced up at me.
"You can see them now, right?" he asked, "The Coal Tars?"
I nodded.
"I thought so," said Fujimoto, before launching into the explanation about Assiah and Gehenna.
Mirror worlds, impossible to travel between, possession of objects, etc.
"But enough of that, we need to get you somewhere safe," said the old Paladin, grabbing my wrist, "Come on, lets go."
He dragged me away from the alley.
"Wait a second old man, why are they after me?" I shouted, more to play the part than anything else.
It would be strange if I didn't ask questions after all.
"You are...the son of Satan," said Fujimoto with suitable gravitas for telling someone they are the spawn of the Devil.
It didn't take long to get back to the Monastery where Fujimoto immediately started giving orders to the other Priests to fortify the church against any threat.
"As soon as the sun comes up, you need to go," said Fujimoto once he was done, ignoring the loud crashes from outside as numerous Ghouls started slamming themselves against the barrier.
"Well, they sure didn't waste any time," I muttered.
"Rin, come with me," said Fujimoto as he shoved the Alter to one side, revealing a staircase leading down.
I followed him down into a small chamber with nothing but a chest of draws inside. Fujimoto opened it and pulled out the Kurikara. Immediately, I felt something inside me stur at its presence, likely my dorment powers.
"This is the Kurikara," said Fujimoto, "An ancient and powerful Demon Slaying sword. Years ago, I sealed your Demonic powers inside and sealed the sheath. It is more important than your life, it must never leave your side and, more importantly, never be drawn. If it is, all your powers will come rushing back to you and you will never be able to go back to being Human."
"Is that really true?" I asked as I took the sword.
"What do you mean?" asked Fujimoto.
I glanced at the old Priest.
"I'm already half Demon, right?" I asked, "I can feel those flames inside me. I can't help but get the feeling that this is only a half measure."
"Perhaps it is," said Fujimoto, "But for now, it is the best we have."
I sighed.
"What about Yukio?" I asked.
"While you are twins, he was too weak to inherit any power," said Fujimoto, "You alone inherited the powers."
"I see," I muttered, "So I take it everyone knew about this?"
Fujimoto's silence (and my metaknowledge) was all the answer I needed.
"I see," I said and took a deep breath, "And you didn't tell me why exactly? You didn't think that, maybe, it would be a good idea to tell me that I'm the spawn of the Devil and that one day I'd have DEMONS AFTER MY ASS!"
I shouted the last bit as my temper boiled over slightly. I stopped and took a deep breath as I tried to get myself back under control before I did something stupid.
"I could only raise you as a Human," said Fujimoto, "It was for that reason that I kept my silence."
There was a loud crash from upstairs and we both stumbled, before rushing upstairs to find that a truck had been driven through the front of the church, allowing the Demons in.
"I'm here for you my young Prince," said Astaroth as he clambered over the ruins, "Come, let us return home together!"
He thrust out his arm, which stretched out towards me and would have grabbed my leg had I not sidestepped and slammed a foot into his hand. There was a loud crack as his fingers broke and the Demon howled in pain.
"I think I'll be staying here thanks," I said.
Fujimoto gave me a surprised look, before he grabbed me by the shoulder.
"When morning comes, the Demonic activity will lessen," he said, "You need to go, now and get as far as you can."
"And where am I supposed to go exactly?" I asked.
Fujimoto handed me his mobile.
"There is only one number on here," he said, "Once you're away, call it. Hes an old friend and will be able to help you."
"But…"
Before I could protest, Fujimoto shoved me down the stairs. I landed with a crash and immediately got to my feet, just in time to see the old man close the hidden hole.
"FUCK!" I shouted, pounding my fist on the wood.
I could hear the fight going on outside, but I wasn't anywhere near strong enough to break through the wood. I glanced down at the sword. I could draw it now. Its not like I didn't know what would happen. But, the question is, was it worth it? I honestly didn't think so. I hated the idea of having an unstable power like Satans flames inside me and, if I did draw the sword, it would mean that I was letting the old man down.
"Tch, damn it," I growled, "This would be so much easier if I didn't have to worry about the old man dying! But...I can't just leave them. I wish...I wish I could fight without my flames!"
As if in response, I felt something inside me twist and a brilliant, golden light erupted from my feet.
Third Person POV, Shiro Fujimoto
Shiro gritted his teeth in frustration as the possessed teen effortlessly tossed his subordinates around. He had underestimated their enemies. He never believed that one of the Kings would come after Rin this early! Yet here they were, facing down Astaroth himself and totally unprepared for it.
"I'm gonna rip the guts out of every last one of you before I'm through!" roared the Demon King as he finished expanding into his true form.
Or at least, as close as he could get in Assiah. Shiro growled and readied himself for the fight, but before Astaroth could try and make good of his promise, there was a flash of light and the alter exploded. Shiro spun around, just in time to see Rin vault over ruins, a sword in hand. However, it wasnt the Kurikara. Instead, it was a western style longsword with a golden guard and grip, forged in such a way that they resembled crosses. As he landed, Rin threw the sword which slammed into Astaroth's shoulder, which immediately began to steam as if doused in holy water.
"GARRRRR!" roared the Demon, "What the...a Holy Sword?! But how?!"
"That would be thanks to this," said Rin with a smirk as he held out a hand.
Immediately, a golden circle appeared in front of his hand and moved out, revealing a sword with a similarly designed hilt as the other one. As soon as the tip formed, the circle vanished and the blade burst into golden flame.
"Meet Corruption Eater," said Rin, his face thrown into shadows by the flames and making his grin look rather sinister, "Its a Holy Sword of fire that can burn away corruption."
The blood drained from Astaroths face as Shiro's jaw dropped. There was only one thing that could create swords like that, but it wasn't possible for Rin to have one...right?
"B-but how?!" spluttered Astaroth, "Only Humans can possess Sacred Gears!"
"Ah, but your forgetting something," said Rin as he lowered his stance and held up his sword, "I may be part Demon, but part of me is Human too. Thats more than enough in this case."
He swung the flaming sword and a blast of golden fire erupted, turning every Demon Mushroom in the room to ash and forcing Astaroth to stagger back. However, the monster was way to powerful to be defeated by a sword created by an untrained user, despite his injuries, so he was soon back on his feet, more pissed than anything.
"THATS IT!" roared the Demon, "BROTHER OR NOT, YOU ARE DEAD YOU DAMN BRAT!"
He took a deep breath, black mist gathering in his maw, but before he could unleash his attack, he was pierced from behind by three Spears of Light, one pink, one yellow and one blue.
Back to Rin
When I had manifested my sword, the first thing on my mind was utter disbelief, followed by an urge to bang my head against something. I decided not to though since the fight was still going on and I didn't know for sure what it was. For all I knew it could be a power Rin never tapped into for whatever reason. When Astaroth confirmed that it was indeed a Sacred Gear, most likely Blade Blacksmith considering the swords seemed to have Holy Element, I had to take my newly found anger out on the convenient Demons or risk swearing my head off. I had expected a hard fight against the King of Rot, so I wasn't entirely surprised that he managed to shrug off my attack. I was surprised when he was stabbed from behind with Spears of Light though. Then again, if Sacred Gears are a thing then it stands to reason that everything else in DXD is too.
However, something seemed off. Despite the fact I was glad that the Angels were apparently coming, something about those spears had me on edge. Now if only I could…
"HAH, WE GOT HIM!" said a high pitched voice from above.
I looked up and nearly lost control over my jaw muscles as I saw the owner. Floating above the wrecked Church was three winged figures, each with another Spear in their hands. However, they weren't Angels. The one who had spoken was a young looking girl with blond twintails wearing a Gothic Lolita style dress and armed with a pink spear, while her comrades were a busty woman with long, blue hair and a rather revealing maroon outfit consisting of a shirt that showed off a LOT of her breasts and a very short skirt, armed with a yellow spear and a man in a pale violet trench coat over a white dress shirt with a matching ascot, black pants and shoes and a black fedora wielding a blue spear. Oh, and all three had black wings. Er, what?
I turned to Fujimoto, only for my confusion to skyrocket when I saw his expression of relief at the arrival of the Fallen Angels. Shouldn't that be fear at the arrival of more enemies? What the fuck was going on?!
"I told you that brat would be trouble Shiro," said another voice, making me turn back to the entrance as a third woman stepped over the rubble and planted a foot on the back of Astaroth's head.
Long black hair, purple eyes, a killer figure and a black dress under a pink cardigan, armed with a jagged looking purple spear. Yep, that'd be Raynare alright. Now why in the world would an Exorcist be working with a Fallen? Unless...aw shit, I think I know where this is going!
And done. Bit of an odd ending there, but hey, its amusing. Yes, the Knights of the True Cross do indeed work for the Grigori, not the Church.
I actually originally planned for that reveal to wait until Rin was brought before the leaders where he calls out Azazel for being the Governor General and not the Demon King, along with the fact that no one actually knows that they're working for Fallen. Then I realized that was utterly stupid and totally unbelievable, so I scrapped it.
Hmm, I planned for Freed to show up as well...eh, that crazy bastard can be along a bit later.
In terms of power levels, DXD wins hands down. Usually. There are Demons who can fight on par with high level Angels and Devils, like the higher level Demon Kings and beings like the King of Rot, although I may change some of the 'demons' encountered into other types of beings. Naturally, Satan is pretty high up the food chain, but he would definitely lose if he went up against a Leader Class or one of the Satans. Thats the DXD Satans.
Yes, Rin does indeed have a Sacred Gear in the form of Blade Blacksmith. Mainly because I wanted the irony of the Son of Satan wielding Holy Swords. I might also have him as a natural Holy Sword user, although I'm still toying with that idea.
Fujimoto won't be dieing! Yay! In other news, Mephisto may or may actually be a Devil, Vali is attending Cram School and Rin is still (mostly) Human since he hasn't drawn the sword.
Don't take any of that seriously. I'm currently suffering from a nasty cold and I think my brains are slightly scrambled. On the other hand, they do sound like things I'd do since I seem to be channeling Mephisto at the moment…
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