It was on this day, one year ago, that the world was told that the great Akira Toriyama had passed away. May the legend rest in peace.
Now then here we are at the start of the 3rd act of this arc, hope your ready for Biblical Vanguard first major battle as a team soon. ^^
Also hope enjoy more musical treats this chapter ;)
Kokabiel Arc Chapter 33: Countdown to Judgement Day
The team made their way to the clearing in the park, its terrain becoming increasingly damaged as the days passed—especially after their fight against Riser's peerage—making it easy for them to find. They landed and stood before Jiro, lined up side by side.
"Well, well," Jiro began, crossing his arms. "Like I said earlier, this is your final week of training before we go up against Kokabiel and his cronies. Hope you're ready."
They all gulped in anticipation, Irina and Xenovia in particular, as they mentally and physically prepared themselves for a potential fight with Freed.
"Now then, since you've all gotten the hang of your new abilities, all that's left is to refine and polish them further after our sparring matches. So, in case any of you forgot, here's what you'll be doing. Irina, Xenovia, and Kiba—focus on Requipping weapons mid-combat. Rias, Akeno, Ravel, and Raynare—develop some special attacks using Ether Zone. Asia—enchant some rocks to increase their weight and hardness. And Koneko—use your Gravity Ether Gear to crush them while developing some special moves in the process. Also, Asia, keep practicing your enchantments on people with Koneko. Got it?"
They all nodded in understanding.
"Alright," Jiro continued. "Oh yeah, Kiba—the swords you create are only linked to you, right?" He turned towards the knight.
"Huh? Oh, yes," Kiba confirmed, summoning a sword into his hand. "They're only linked to me and my Sacred Gear. When I deactivate it, all the swords I create will dissipate."
"Thought so." Jiro nodded. "Okay, Irina, Xenovia—after we finish sparring, I'll give you some more swords and weapons to fill up your inventory."
Irina and Xenovia's eyes lit up. "Wait, you're giving us more weapons to keep?!" they asked in unison.
"Yup. You're gonna need more than just two Holy Swords and a few daggers to take on real threats, so you'll need them." Jiro replied, to which their faces brightened with excitement.
"Well, well, giving some special treatment to your sweetheart and her bestie, are you?" Raynare teased with a smirk. "Looks like we know who the favorites are."
Irina and Xenovia turned to glare at her.
"How's this for special treatment?" Jiro remarked as he grabbed the top of Raynare's head, lifting her up and squeezing.
"GYAAAAAAA! I WAS KIDDING!" Raynare screeched, flailing in his grip.
"Anyway," Jiro said, dropping her as she rubbed her head with a pout while the others giggled, "you all know what to do, so hop to it."
As the other team members continued their training in the clearing, Jiro, Irina, and Xenovia made their way to Jiro and Irina's house. Upon entering, Jiro led them downstairs into the basement. Irina's curiosity was piqued, as she had never been down there before out of respect for Jiro's privacy.
Jiro opened the door, flipped on the light, and gestured for them to enter.
As the two angels stepped inside and looked around, they were met with the sight of dozens of swords, daggers, spears, and other weapons of various designs and from different cultures, displayed on tables and mounted along the walls. Irina's eyes widened in surprise, while Xenovia's practically sparkled with excitement. There was also a brown door at the other end of the room with a strange aura that intrigued Irina, but again out respect for Jiro's privacy chose not to ask him about it
"W-Woah, there are so many! How long have you had these, and where did you get them?" Irina asked, turning to Jiro.
"A while," Jiro replied thoughtfully. "Some of them were rewards, but most were stolen after fights—like Ascalon, for instance."
Irina pouted slightly. "And how come you never told me about this?"
"Because you never asked," Jiro answered with a smirk. "Anyway, take whatever you like."
"Really?! We can have any of them?" Irina and Xenovia asked in unison, Xenovia, quite uncharacteristically, beaming with excitement.
"Yeah, knock yourselves out." Jiro waved his hand dismissively.
"YOU ARE THE GREATEST LEADER EVER!" Xenovia shouted before dashing toward the collection.
Jiro and Irina chuckled. Irina then gave Jiro a quick kiss on the cheek before joining Xenovia in choosing her weapons.
Once they were finished, Irina had selected two katanas, two jian, multiple kunai, multiple shuriken, and a gladius dagger. Xenovia had chosen two arming swords, two Viking swords, a claymore, two gladius daggers, and a spear. They stored their new weapons in their pocket dimensions before walking back to Jiro.
"Good," Jiro nodded in approval. "Those should serve you both well. Now you'll have more weapons to practice using Requip Magic during our sparring matches."
"Yeah, I've always wanted weapons like these. I feel like a samurai," Irina said, requipping one of her katanas and a kunai.
"And these weapons are befitting of a knight of the Church, such as myself," Xenovia declared, summoning her arming swords and striking a dramatic pose.
"Easy there, Sir Lancelot," Jiro teased. "Anyway, let's head back to the others so you can test them out."
Irina and Xenovia nodded and followed him out of the basement and the house.
"All right, to save time, grab onto me," Jiro instructed. The two girls exchanged curious glances, but did as he said—Irina taking his left hand, while Xenovia grabbed his shoulder.
Jiro brought his right index and middle fingers to his forehead. Suddenly, to the girls' shock, they found themselves back in the clearing with the others.
"W-Woah! How did you do that?!" Irina exclaimed, looking around in amazement. Xenovia, equally stunned, did the same.
Jiro chuckled at their reaction. "Heh, it's a little technique I call Instant Transmission."
"Instant Transmission, you say?" Xenovia asked, intrigued. "How does it work? Do you dematerialize and travel as a mass of light?"
"Not even almost," Jiro deadpanned as he gave Xenovia a chop on the forehead.
"Gaaah!" she yelped, rubbing the spot.
Jiro smirked. "To keep it simple, Instant Transmission works by sensing the power of an individual and treating it as a sort of beacon. With enough concentration, you can warp yourself or anyone making physical contact with you to the location of the person you're sensing." He explained as they listened intently.
"I see... interesting," Xenovia mused, rubbing her chin in thought.
"So, it's like instant teleportation? You're always full of surprises, Jiro-kun," Irina said, her voice laced with admiration. "Is that how you always do that thing where you suddenly appear in front of or around people?"
"Huh? Oh, no, that's just my natural speed," Jiro replied casually.
Both girls blinked in unison. "Huh?!"
"Anyway," Jiro continued, ignoring their shock, "time to get back to training. Go show off your new weapons to Kiba."
Grinning mischievously, Irina and Xenovia rushed over to where Kiba was practicing. With renewed energy, the group resumed their training, each determined to sharpen their skills for the battles ahead.
Meanwhile in the abandoned Vatican in the mountains of Japan.
"Good news, Lord Kokabiel. The Abyss Break should be ready in just eight days," Valper announced as he approached his superior's throne.
"Hmph, excellent. Now, where are those fools? They'd better be practicing how to use those Excaliburs," Kokabiel muttered, turning in a seemingly random direction.
As if on cue, Kokabiel's four commanders entered the Vatican.
"Yo, we're right here, boss," Freed said, striding in with Kalawarner, Dohnaseek, and Mittelt following closely behind.
"There you are. Am I to assume you've mastered the use of those swords?" Kokabiel asked, his voice firm and expectant.
"Indeed, we have mastered control over our blades," Kalawarner confirmed as she raised her Excalibur Nightmare, creating three illusory copies of herself before making them vanish.
"Totes! These things are awesome!" Mittelt chimed in excitedly, morphing her Excalibur Mimic into a spear, then a dagger, and finally a katana.
"Got that right. Can't wait to cut down some devils with this," Dohnaseek added, swinging his Excalibur Rapidly at an impossibly fast rate.
"Oh, I almost forgot to mention," Valper interjected, brushing his mustache, "should the Abyss Break's beam fail to strike its intended target, it would require far less time to recharge. I estimate it would take only about 2 hours—as long as at least one of these four remain alive with their Holy Elements intact. I suppose we can call them… The Element 4. But their is also a fail safe I added just in case."
"Heh, heh… good, good," Kokabiel chuckled darkly. "And with those Cerberuses under my control, everything is falling into place. Now, we just have to wait eight days until the Abyss Break is ready, and then... the continuation of the Great War will finally be underway. In fact, that day—May 12th—we shall refer to it as 'Judgment Day.' And I know just where to start."
A chorus of sinister laughter filled the room.
"May 12th, 'Judgment Day,' huh? I like it," Freed muttered to himself, a psychotic grin spreading across his face. His grip tightened around Excalibur Blessing as it glowed, filling him with power. "I can't wait to cut you bitches to pieces, Irina, Xenovia. Soon, I'll finally show you just how much stronger I am now."
Meanwhile in Kuoh Town the days pass as Biblical Vanguard continues their training
Insert Song - Make a Man Out of You - Donny Osmond & The Team Four Star Cover
The team stands before Jiro as he gestures for them to come at him.
Jiro:
"Let's get down to business ~ To defeat ~ Kokabiel."
The group, excluding Asia, responds in unison:
"Right!"
They ready their respective magics, take fighting stances, and charge at Jiro.
Jiro:
"Did I recruit weaklings ~ When I asked ~ For the strong?"
Jiro dodges, blocks, and parries all their attacks and spells with ease, countering each of them effortlessly.
Jiro:
"You're the saddest bunch I've ever met ~ But you can bet before we're through ~ Vanguard, I'll ~ Make a man ~ Out of you!"
For the next two hours, Jiro clobbers them all without breaking a sweat. They then begin to practice their new abilities.
Jiro:
"Tranquil as a forest ~ But on fire within ~ Once you find your center ~ You are sure ~ To win."
They struggle slightly as they attempt to create new techniques and incorporate their abilities into their fighting styles.
Jiro:
"You're a spineless ~ pale ~ pathetic lot ~ And you haaaaven't got a clue ~ Somehow I'll ~ Make a man ~ Out of you!"
The next day arrives, and they begin another sparring match with Jiro—only to get beaten down as usual.
Rias, Koneko, and Ravel (dodging fireballs):
"Oh my Satan, this is worse than death!"
Irina, Kiba, and Xenovia (lifting themselves up with their swords):
"I really hope we can make it through this."
Raynare (glancing at Asia while breathing heavily):
"Man, I really hope Asia will be okay."
Asia (running laps, glancing back at Raynare):
"Of course I will!"
Jiro (smirking smugly):
"What's wrong, maggots? Out of breath?"
Akeno (channeling lightning in her hands):
"I don't want to die without sleeping with Jiro-kun!"
Jiro (tick marks forming on his forehead as he hurls fireballs at Akeno):
"Girl, you really need to watch just what you saaay!"
Akeno:
"KYAAAAAAA!"
~ BE A MAN ~
Jiro:
"You must be swift as the coursing river ~"
Jiro blocks simultaneous slashes from Irina, Xenovia, and Kiba before knocking them away.
~ BE A MAN ~
"With all the force of a great typhoon ~"
He deflects magical blasts from Rias, Akeno, Ravel, and Raynare, sending them back as they scramble to dodge.
~ BE A MAN ~
"With all the strength of a raging fire ~"
He catches a gravity-enhanced punch from Koneko and counters with a clean hit to her face, sending her flying.
"Mysterious as the dark side of the moooooon ~"
They all collapse on the ground, gasping for breath after the brutal sparring session.
Freed (grinning evilly):
"Time is racing toward us ~ Until the war ~ Arrives."
Kalawarner, Dohnaseek, and Mittelt (hurling light weapons at Freed):
"Shut the hell up, Sellzen ~ And you might ~ Survive!"
Freed:
"GAAAAAAAH!"
As the session ends, Irina struggles to stand, but Jiro extends a hand to her.
Jiro (helping Irina up):
"Show me you're suited for ~ The rage of war ~ So stand up ~ Come on ~ Let's go ~ Because I'll ~ Make a man ~ Out of yooooou."
Irina takes his hand, smiling with a slight blush, before rejoining the others to continue their training.
~ BE A MAN ~
"You must be swift as the coursing river ~"
Irina, Xenovia, and Kiba spar intensely, Requipping weapons mid-battle.
~ BE A MAN ~
"With all the force of a great typhoon ~"
Rias, Akeno, Raynare, and Ravel fire magic at each other using Ether Zone, canceling out attacks.
~ BE A MAN ~
"With all the strength of a raging fire ~"
Koneko crushes multiple large, enchanted rocks hardened by Asia's magic.
"Mysterious as the dark side of the moooooon ~"
From afar, Jiro watches them with a proud and approving nod.
Days later, the team engages in their final sparring match with Jiro.
~ BE A MAN ~
Irina, Xenovia, and Kiba:
"We must be swift as the coursing river ~"
The three swordsmen dash at Jiro, slashing simultaneously. He blocks and sends them flying past him.
~ BE A MAN ~
Rias, Akeno, and Raynare:
"With all the force of a great typhoon ~"
They launch a barrage of spells at Jiro, who dodges and deflects every single one.
~ BE A MAN ~
Ravel and Koneko:
"With all the strength of a raging fire ~"
The duo attack together—Koneko throwing a gravity-enhanced punch while Ravel blasts flames at close range. Jiro blocks with his forearms and knocks them back.
All in unison:
"Mysterious as the dark side of the moooooon ~"
Jiro flares his aura, crossing his forearms before outstretching them. A powerful shockwave erupts, creating a massive gust of wind pressure that sends them all stumbling backward as they struggle to stay on their feet.
Asia (stopping her run and looking at the group):
"Hey, Jiro-san, they did it!"
Jiro:
"Awesome."
Insert Song End
Asia heals them, and they all stand before Jiro side by side.
"Well done. You just completed your final sparring match before the main fight," Jiro said approvingly.
"I can't believe we're already done. It's crazy how time flies," Irina said as her fellow swordsmen nodded in agreement.
"Indeed, I feel like I could blast a mountain away," Rias said, looking down at a ball of Destruction Power in her hand as Akeno giggled.
"Yeah, I don't really like fighting, but training with all of you was so much fun," Asia said, smiling brightly. Raynare playfully patted her head, making her giggle.
"And I can't wait to kick some fallen angel ass. No offense," Koneko said, cracking her knuckles before turning toward Raynare.
"Don't worry about it," Raynare replied playfully.
"Yeah, me too. I can't wait to see how much I've improved," Ravel said cheerfully.
"Heh, speaking of the fallen angels, Kokabiel and his goons will most likely make their move sometime tomorrow," Jiro said, and they all nodded in anticipation.
"And in the meantime..." Jiro snapped his fingers.
In an instant, the entire Crimson Dragon Gang—including Issei, Aika, Matsuda, and Motohama—suddenly appeared next to them.
Realizing they had been teleported in a familiar fashion, they looked around before their eyes landed on Jiro, making them straighten up slightly.
The group, still surprised by their numbers and Jiro's effortless leadership, noticed one of the punks among them.
"Hi, Issei," Raynare said, waving flirtatiously at him.
Issei chuckled, waving back sheepishly and nervously.
"Are you picking a fight, Raynare?" Rias said in a low tone, flaring her crimson aura while glaring at the fallen angel.
"I'm game if you are, Rias," Raynare said with a challenging smile, flaring her purple aura.
Meanwhile, Asia and Akeno tried to calm them down as the others laughed at the antics. Matsuda and Motohama cursed Issei's existence, while Aika nudged his shoulder with her elbow as he continued to chuckle nervously.
"Hey!" Jiro said loudly.
All the gang members jolted, and in one swift movement, they all kneeled before him in rows, the 4 Salamanders standing at the front.
"I sure hope you've all been training since the fallen angels' attack weeks ago," Jiro said in a low voice.
"Yes, sir! We've pushed far beyond our limits," Issei said proudly.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT THAT COCKINESS?!" Jiro roared, punching Issei square in the face.
"GAAAAAAAAH!"
"I'll remind you— we're going up against a leader-class fallen angel who's trying to start a war. Underestimating him would be a stupid decision," Jiro said, making them all nod shakily.
"But anyway, I can tell you've all improved over the past few weeks, so I'm looking forward to seeing just how much tomorrow. And on that note, I want you all to take a break from training, rest, and then start patrolling the town tomorrow afternoon. Got that?"
"Yes, sir!" they all responded in unison.
"Good. Now beat it." Jiro said, calmly.
They stood up and dispersed, apart from the 4 Salamanders.
Jiro then turned to the members of Biblical Vanguard. "And as for the rest of you, your training ends here. There's no need to spend the next two hours practicing your abilities since it looks like you've all already mastered them. So go home and rest, go on a shopping trip, or practice on your own—I don't really care. Just make sure you're ready for tomorrow. That goes for you four as well," "e said, turning to his gang members at the end. They all nodded.
"Oh yeah, hey Asia, come here," Jiro called, turning to the former nun in question.
"Huh? Um, okay," Asia responded in her usual timid voice as she approached him.
"I got something for you, so you can travel around easier," Jiro said, now sporting a smile.
"Really? What is it?" Asia asked, her excitement growing.
Jiro smirked and looked up.
"HEY! FLYING NIMBUS!" he shouted into the air.
Asia and the others looked at him, then up at the sky in confusion. Seconds later, to their shock, a yellow cloud came flying through the air and stopped in front of Jiro and Asia.
"Hm? What's this? A cloud?" Asia asked, tilting her head.
"Yes, it is," Jiro said before picking Asia up bridal style and tossing her onto the cloud.
"Eep! Huh?! I'm sitting on it?! Wow, it's so soft!" Asia said, caressing it in amazement.
"Yup. It's called a Flying Nimbus Cloud. It can take you anywhere you want, but only those with a pure heart can ride it—so no surprise that you can. With this, you can fly around with us without us having to carry you," Jiro explained.
"Really?! So how do I make it go?" Asia asked, beaming with excitement.
"Just think of where you want to go, and it'll take off," Jiro said, pointing at it.
Asia looked down at the cloud and got onto her hands and knees.
"Okay, um… go forward!" she said.
The cloud suddenly took off at high speed.
"EEEEEEK! NOT SO FAST!" Asia shrieked, holding on for dear life.
The cloud slowed down, allowing her to regain her balance. She started flying in circles above the clearing, smiling as she got the hang of it.
"Wow, this is so much fun!" Asia said with childlike wonder.
The others watched from the ground, smiling.
"That does look like a lot of fun. Where did you get it, Jiro-kun?" Irina asked, turning to him.
"That's... a story for another time," Jiro said with a smirk, making Irina pout slightly.
"In any case, that takes a load off my back. Both figuratively and literally," Raynare said playfully, making the others chuckle.
Asia floated back down and stopped in front of Jiro.
"This 'Flying Nimbus' is so much fun to ride! I love it! Thank you, Jiro-san!" she said, smiling brightly.
"Don't mention it. I'm glad you like it," Jiro said, patting her head.
They began to disperse. Raynare, Asia, and Akeno decided to go shopping, Asia excitedly flying alongside them on her Nimbus Cloud, much to their amusement. Matsuda and Motohama decided to visit a bookstore with goofy grins, the others already knowing exactly the kind of books they were after. Kiba and Xenovia went off to spar in a secluded area. Koneko, Ravel, and Aika headed to buy sweets together, with Aika claiming to know a great place—much to the girls' excitement. Issei and Rias locked eyes, smiling with small blushes, already knowing what they wanted to do.
"You two can finally go on your long-awaited date," Jiro teased, making them jolt and blush furiously.
"W-wait, boss, how did you know we had plans for...?" Issei stammered, his head darting toward his leader.
"That's an excellent question. But I suggest you two get going before you run out of free time," Jiro said, smirking.
Issei and Rias turned to each other, blushing, before holding hands and walking off together.
Jiro and Irina watched them go.
"Those two are kinda cute together, aren't they?" Irina asked.
"They sure are. But you know, I just realized—you and I started dating three weeks ago, but we haven't really gone on a real date ourselves," Jiro said.
"Oh yeah, you're right," Irina said in realization. "We've been so focused on training that we haven't done anything couple-like outside our home."
"Y-yeah, sorry about that." Jiro said, smiling sheepishly, realizing he was reason for that.
"No, no, it's fine. You were trying to get us ready for the fight, so there's no reason to feel bad." Irina said, smiling and wrapping her arms around his left arm reassuringly.
"Yeah, you're right. If fact, why don't we go on a date right now? I know a nice karaoke place," Jiro suggested with a sly smile.
Irina beamed. "Yes! That sounds like so much fun!"
They shared a small kiss before walking off arm in arm.
Sometime later
Jiro and Irina arrived at the karaoke center, a cozy yet lively place. Each booth offered a private space for singing and relaxation. The walls were adorned with vibrant decorations, and the room was dimly lit, creating a calming atmosphere. Jiro opened the door to one of the booths and let Irina enter first, her excitement evident as she looked around.
"Wow, it looks really nice in here! I can't wait to sing our hearts out! So, which song should we start with?" Irina asked, spinning around in wonder.
"I've got one special just for you," Jiro said, smiling as he stepped inside and closed the door.
Irina's curiosity was piqued, her eyes widening slightly at his words. She tilted her head, a mixture of anticipation and a touch of shyness appearing on her face.
"A special song, just for me? What is it? I'm dying to know!" Irina said, growing even more excited.
"Why say it when I can sing it? I picked this one just for you," Jiro said, picking up one of the microphones.
Irina gasped softly, her lips curving into an expectant smile. She hurriedly took a seat, her eyes wide with anticipation. She leaned back, preparing to listen closely as he adjusted the mic.
"Well, here it is," Jiro said, smiling as he turned on the music before starting to sing.
Insert song - Bit By Bit (Dan Dan Kokoro Hikareteku) - English Cover by Mark De Groot
"BIT BY BIT ~ IM FALLING UNDER YOUR SPELL"
"Your smile's all I need to see to know we'll ~ Leave this endless darkness."
" ~ Saying ~ Come along with me ~ "
" ~ HOLD MY HAND ~ "
" ~ Back when you first came into my life ~ "
" ~ I recalled a place ~ That I knew as a child ~ "
" ~ A special place ~ One that I held close to my heart ~ "
" ~ Won't you lead me in a dance down this winding road ~ "
" ~ Where light and shadow ~ Entwine to take hold ~ "
" ~ Of the thoughts ~ Of the one left far behind ~ "
" ~ Know that sometimes ~ I want ~ To turn ~ Around and see the things that ~ We've passed ~ On the journey ~ "
" ~ But know with love on our side ~ With courage and pride ~ We'll fight ~ We will carry on ~ "
" ~ BIT BY BIT ~ IM FALLING UNDER YOUR CHARM ~ "
" ~ You'll keep me and all the world far from harm ~ "
" ~ Bring hope to everyone ~ Take in your hands eternity ~ "
" ~ Even when it seems that I don't need you ~ "
" ~ Just know ~ That I am in love ~ Can't wait to ~ "
" ~ Leave this endless darkness ~ "
" ~ Won't you come along with me ~ "
" ~ HOLD MY HAND ~ "
Guitar Solo
" ~ I'll always feel the same toward you ~ "
" ~ No matter if you're tired or feeling blue ~ "
" ~ But will you really be okay ~ When every day you push yourself all the way ~ "
" ~ As for me ~ I saw you laughing out by the sea ~ "
" ~ But the person making you laugh wasn't me ~ "
" ~Oh tell me now ~ If the one that you love isn't me ~ "
" ~ But there's more ~ Much more ~ I wanted ~ To ask you all about ~ But my words ~ Just won't come out ~ "
" ~ And then when I work up the nerve ~ I still feel unsure and my words ~ Fade in the air ~ "
" ~ BIT BY BIT ~ I'VE FALLEN UNDER YOUR CHARM ~ "
" ~ I'll do my best to keep you far away from harm ~ "
" ~ Can you hear me calling out ~ That my feelings for you are strong and true ~ "
" ~ Even when it seems that I feel nothing ~ "
" ~ You're the only reason that my heart's still beating ~ "
" ~ Let's fly out to the sea ~ Come along with me "
" ~ HOLD MY HAAANNNDDD ~ "
Insert song - End
Jiro finished the song beautifully with a smile. Irina's heart pounded wildly throughout the performance, her cheeks flushed deeply, and her eyes wide with awe at his voice. As he finished, she was left speechless, her breath caught in her throat. She stared at him for several moments, her expression a mix of surprise and affection.
"Jiro-kun... That... That was... incredible! It was so beautiful! I've never heard someone sing like that before. You have such an amazing voice! And those lyrics... were they really just for me?" Irina asked, smiling with her hands on her cheeks.
"Y-yeah... I picked that song just for you," Jiro confirmed, scratching his cheek.
Irina sat there in stunned silence. Her heart threatened to burst from her chest, and her face was flushed with a mixture of emotions—happiness, love, and a touch of embarrassment. She looked at him in disbelief, her eyes wide and brimming with tears of joy.
"I... I have no words. That was truly incredible. That song... I don't know what to say. No one has ever done something like this for me before. I can't believe it," Irina said, closing her eyes as her smile widened.
"Well, you better believe it. It's because I love you," Jiro said, smiling as he stood her up and gently pulled her into a warm embrace.
Irina felt her heart skip a beat as he enveloped her in his arms, and it swelled even more as he professed his love. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she leaned into his chest, her body molding against his.
"No one has ever loved me like this before. I... I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I feel so lucky to have you. I love you too. So, so much," Irina said, her voice trembling softly.
"I love you too, Ri-Ri-chan." Jiro said, tightening his embrace gently.
They leaned in and shared another loving kiss before pulling apart and continuing to sing their hearts out.
Meanwhile
Issei and Rias were in a department store. Rias tried on various clothes as Issei expressed his thoughts on them, much to her joy and slight embarrassment. Rias was currently behind a curtain, trying on another outfit and preparing to show him.
"I don't know why you need me to rate your outfits. You look amazing in everything, Scarlet," Issei said, leaning back against the wall opposite the curtain.
"B-because... it makes me happy... to hear what you think of my appearance..." Rias said in a low tone, blushing furiously as she adjusted her outfit while Issei blushed in turn, but didn't say anything.
"Anyway, tell me what you think of this one." Rias said as she shook off her blush and pulled the curtain back, revealing herself in a red, shoulderless blouse that emphasized her large bust and black jean shorts.
"Well, how do you like me?" Rias asked, leaning forward slightly with her hands behind her back.
Issei stared at her with a large blush on his face. "Absolutely stunning, beyond words," He said, giving her a thumbs up. His nose was bleeding slightly, and his eyes were clearly on her cleavage.
Rias blushed and giggled. "Easy, tiger, or I might just start calling you the Breast Dragon Emperor or the Grabbin' Dragon," She teased as she stood back up straight and brushed her crimson hair behind her right ear.
"Shut up! And you will do no such thing!" Issei said, his blush deepening with a tick mark on his forehead, causing Rias to laugh.
Rias bought all the clothes she wanted, storing them in a pocket dimension. They left the store hand in hand. By this time, the sun was almost down, casting a reddish glow in the sky. They walked in relative silence, with Rias occasionally glancing at Issei, who was still blushing slightly from her teasing earlier. This amused her and made her slightly giddy as she also blushed a little.
"So, I'm guessing you and Boss Jiro are on friendlier terms," Issei said, turning towards her and breaking the silence.
Rias snapped out of her thoughts and turned back to him. "Huh? Uh, yes, we are on friendlier terms. We talked about how we felt regarding each other, and he said he does consider me a friend despite our rough start. He even said he's grateful since I'm the reason he met Akeno, Kiba, Koneko, and Ravel," Rias said, smiling brightly.
Issei chuckled and blushed again slightly at how pretty she looked when smiling. "Heh, see? Like I said, I've known him for a long time. I told you he didn't dislike you," Issei said, smiling proudly.
"Yeah, you did tell me that. You must really look up to him a lot if you've known him for so long?" Rias asked, chuckling slightly.
"Yeah, I still remember how it went like it was yesterday," Issei said, looking up in thought as the memories played in his mind.
Mini flashback, 3 years earlier
Issei was 15 years old and nearing the end of his third year of middle school. Before that, he didn't have any parents and was living in an orphanage, which led to other students bullying him for years. Eventually, Issei had finally had enough and started fighting back against his bullies. He soon discovered that he seemed to be good at fighting and clobbered all those who had tormented him. Eventually, he started to become feared by other students, kids in the neighborhood, and even other kids in the orphanage he lived in, and was soon kicked out. He became a well-known delinquent and started a gang of his own with his former bullies, who also knew his pain, with him as the leader. Eventually, his gang grew to 26 members, including himself. They caused trouble all over town and sometimes engaged in gang wars with three other rival gangs.
One day, a solo delinquent, who wasn't part of any gang, approached them and smugly challenged all of them to a fight at once. Issei and his followers obliged and prepared to clobber him for taking them lightly.
However, Issei and his gang soon realized they were in over their heads. Most of the punks were panting on the ground out of exhaustion, while some barely stood on their feet, all of them covered in bruises and scratches. Issei stood at the front of them, facing their delinquent adversary, who was completely unfazed and ready to continue.
"Damn it! There's only one of him and twenty-six of us! Why the hell is this happening?!" Issei said, putting his fists up.
"It's simple really; you're all lacking in many areas—training, coordination, teamwork, and proper motivation and direction in your lives. And I'm simply above your levels, of course," the lone delinquent said, crossing his arms and smiling smugly at the end.
"YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!" Issei yelled as he charged forward and started punching the delinquent in the face. However, his punches had no effect, as the delinquent stood there completely unharmed.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TO LECTURE US?! YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT US, NOTHING ABOUT THE SHIT WE'VE HAD TO GO THROUGH?!" Issei yelled, continuing his pointless assault.
"Oh, don't I?" the lone delinquent said as he grabbed the top of Issei's head with his right hand and lifted him up, making him stop his punches and flail in his grip.
"Let me guess, you and the others are orphans who the world looked down on, rejected, and called monsters, right?" the delinquent said in a low tone, making Issei freeze and look at him with wide eyes.
"Thought so. Now let me tell you, I know exactly how that feels. I only ever had one friend, who was taken from me, and both my parents were murdered before my eyes. And of course, others saw me as a monster. Just look at these eyes—don't they scare you?" The delinquent said, pointing at his red-colored eyes with his right index and middle fingers, which glowed creepily under his bangs.
"Y-yeah, so? What does you telling me this have to do with anything? What's your point?" Issei asked, regaining his scowl.
"My point is that I didn't let my loss and social rejection push me into becoming exactly what they all said I was, proving their reasons for rejecting you all like they did," the delinquent said, making Issei and his gang members look at him.
The delinquent then dropped Issei, who landed on his hands and knees before him. He looked up at him, wondering what his next move would be.
"Now, tell me, Issei Hyoudou, and this goes for the rest of you: Are you going to spend the rest of your lives as nothing but punks the world threw away, wallowing in self-pity? Or... are you going to use the fighting skills you all have to do right by the world you live in, and potentially even protect it?" the delinquent said, looking down at Issei and then looking around at the rest of his gang.
They all looked at him in contemplation, their expressions conflicted. The lone delinquent then crouched down in front of Issei.
"If you run wild with me, then you'll know what it means to have true meaning in the world, and you'll see what it truly holds. You'll see the magic of living life on the right path. And maybe you'll find someone you'll come to care about above all else," the lone delinquent said, extending his right hand for Issei to take.
Issei looked down at his hand, the wisdom in his words striking a chord within him. After a few seconds, to the surprise of the other gang members behind him, Issei took the lone delinquent's hand, and he helped him stand up.
"Good choice. Now, I'll let you talk to your buddies to see if they want to join in. If they do, then come after me," the delinquent said as he turned around and started walking away with his hands in his pockets.
Issei glanced back at his gang members. They all looked at him for a few seconds, then smiled while nodding, having heard his words. Issei smiled back, and they all started running after the lone delinquent.
"HEY, WAIT UP! YOU DIDN'T TELL US YOUR NAME!" Issei yelled as he and the others started catching up with the lone delinquent.
"...Jiro... Jiro Natsuo... and don't you go forgetting it," he said, glancing back at them over his shoulder with a smile.
Flashback end
Issei came out of his thoughts and looked at Rias with a wistful smile.
"Whatever happened in the past must've been an unforgettable experience. And look at that—it's the reason we're together now," Rias said, smiling, edging closer to him as they walked.
"Hmph... Yeah..." Issei said, his smile widening as he closed his eyes.
Rias looked at him for a second, then let go of his hand and walked a few steps ahead of him before stopping. Issei stopped in turn and looked at her in confusion.
"You know what... why don't we commemorate us being together... in one simple way?" Rias said as she turned around and started slowly walking toward him with her hands clasped together.
"Uh, sure. And what way is that?" Issei asked, blushing slightly as she approached and stopped in front of him.
"...Like this, of course," Rias said as she looked up at him, then leaned in, and kissed him on the lips.
Issei froze in place. His eyes widened in surprise, and he blushed furiously at her unexpected gesture. After a few seconds, Rias slowly pulled away and looked into his eyes.
"R-Rias..." Issei said, but before he could speak further, Rias put a finger on his lips.
"There's no need to find the right words. Let's just let the moment linger on," Rias said as she wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him, resting her head on his chest.
Issei slowly hugged her back and relaxed into the embrace. Jiro's words from back then played in his mind.
"And maybe you'll find someone you'll come to care about above all else."
Issei rested his head on top of her head, enjoying the feeling of her soft crimson hair. He knew at that moment that he not only found someone he cared about above all else, but also loved. And for Rias, the feeling was mutual.
Meanwhile
Akeno was with Asia and Raynare, who was in her Yuma form, but her voice remained the same, as they walked through the shopping district. She was holding a shopping bag in her left hand. Suddenly, she felt a warm feeling as she looked up, and somewhere deep inside, she felt it involved Rias.
"Something wrong?" Raynare asked while eating a crepe and holding a shopping bag, Asia doing the same.
"Oh, nothing's wrong. I think I just felt... really happy for Rias," Akeno said, smiling while clutching her chest above her bust, where her Queen piece was inserted.
Raynare and Asia looked at her for a second, and then Raynare smirked.
"What's this? Do I sense a spiritual connection between besties?" Raynare teased, ever the playful one.
"Fufu, maybe there is. I've known Rias for a long time, so I think so," Akeno said, regaining her cheerful smile.
"Heh, heh, do you think there's a spiritual connection between us, Raynare?" Asia asked, looking at the fallen angel in question.
"Hmph, of course there is, little Asia," Raynare said, putting an arm around the former nun, who giggled again at the nickname.
"My, my, what's this? Do I sense a spiritual connection between sisters?" Akeno teased, making Raynare and Asia look at each other and then laugh.
The three girls continued to laugh and joke around as they continued their shopping trip.
Meanwhile
Aika led Koneko and Ravel to the sweet shop she had told them about. The sign was cat- and bird-themed and brightly colored. They went inside, and the two devils looked around in awe. It appeared more like a candy museum than a store.
"Heh, I knew you two would like it here. Go on, pick whatever you'd like. My treat," Aika said, adjusting her glasses.
"What?! You're going to buy us whatever we want?! Is that really okay?!" Ravel asked, her head snapping toward the punk girl.
"Of course, gotta look after my little kouhais, right?" Aika said, smiling with her hands on her hips.
Koneko then suddenly ran up and hugged Aika tightly, burying her face in Aika's chest.
"You're the best... Onee-senpai," Koneko said, slightly muffled by Aika's bust.
'C-CUTENESS OVERLOAD!' Aika yelled in her mind while throwing her head back dramatically.
The three girls bought an assortment of sweets, from chocolate bars to gummy worms, jellybeans, and lollipops. They left the store, sat down on a bench next to the road—Aika in the middle, with Koneko on her right and Ravel on her left—and began to eat their sweets.
"By the way, Ravel, you're a devil who uses Phoenix Flames, right?" Aika asked, turning to the bishop.
"Huh? Yes, I can. It's the signature magic of the Phenex Clan," Ravel said, proudly yet modestly.
"Thought so. Dang, are you lucky. Here I am, the older one and upperclassman, and yet your flames are stronger than mine," Aika said, pouting slightly.
"Wait, my flames are stronger than yours? I was told that Phoenix flames are the second strongest form of flame magic. I don't know the other forms because no one would teach me in the Underworld," Ravel said, with a small pout of her own.
"Really? Then let Aika-sensei tell you about it. There are five types of flame magic: normal Pyrokinesis, Salamander Flames, Prometheus Flames, Phoenix Flames, and Dragon Flames. Normal Pyrokinesis is the low-ranked one and is what most of the Crimson Dragons gang members use, while me, Issei, Matsuda, and Motohama normally use Salamander Flames, which are the fourth most powerful form, hence the name 'The 4 Salamanders.' Prometheus Flames are the third most powerful form, named after the God in question and through our recent training, for a short while, we 4 Salamanders can use those very flames. What you use, Phoenix Flames, as you know, is the second strongest, while Dragon Flames are the strongest form of Flame Magic out there, and that's what Boss Jiro uses," Aika said, as Ravel listened intently.
"I see, so that's how it works," Ravel said as she summoned a flame in her hand and looked at it.
"Yup, and you can see there's a difference in the color. Notice how your flames are more of a gold color, while mine is an orangish-red," Aika said, summoning a flame of her own and bringing her hand next to Ravel's. Ravel said, "Yeah, you're right," in awe.
"It's hard to think those pervy losers are as strong as you and Issei-senpai," Koneko said, glaring at the pervert duo, who were sitting on a bench several feet away from them to the right. They were a few buildings down in front of a bookstore, nose bleeding while reading two "special magazines" with goofy looks on their faces.
"Yeah, I can't believe it either. But hey, they sure as hell can hold their own in a fight," Aika said, shrugging slightly.
"By the way, Miss Aika, Lord Jiro's gang, The Crimson Dragons, are a gang of delinquents, right? Doesn't that upset your family?" Ravel asked curiously.
Aika looked back at Ravel, taken aback by her question. "Oh, that, you see, I don't have a family," Aika said, turning slightly solemn.
"O-oh, I'm sorry. I mean..." Ravel said, waving her hands.
"No, it's fine. I know you didn't mean anything by it. In fact, almost all the members of The Crimson Dragons don't have families. That includes those two pervs and Issei. Some of us are orphans, while some of us were simply disowned," Aika said, looking up solemnly.
"I see, but don't you miss your family?" Ravel asked tenderly. She didn't want to ask what happened to them, feeling that was too personal.
"To be honest... not really. My parents hardly paid any attention to me, and I didn't get along with my brother or my sister at all. But don't worry about it. I have The Crimson Dragons now, and I love 'em," Aika said, smiling.
Ravel and Koneko looked at her, their expressions soft with empathy. They both knew what it was like having complicated relationships with their siblings—Ravel being bullied and mocked by her brothers, and Koneko becoming estranged from her sister, whom she hadn't seen in years.
"Well, then, you can be our big sister," Ravel said as she hugged Aika from the side, while Koneko did the same on the other side.
'EEEEEEK, CUTENESS OVERLOAD!' Aika said in her head while again throwing her head back dramatically.
She then put her arms around her two kouhais as she looked up in thought, remembering how The Crimson Dragons gang was formed.
Mini flashback, 6 years earlier
At the age of 12, Aika had enough of her family. Her parents' neglect and constant fights with her siblings became unbearable. After one last argument and physical fight with them, she ran away from home. She wandered the streets for days, covered in dirt, starving, and cold. One day, she walked into an alleyway in search of food, unaware of whose territory she had entered. As she rummaged through a knocked-over garbage can, three scary-looking teenage women walked up to her. Aika jumped back in fear, looking between them.
"Looks like we found another runaway tyke. You're in luck, sweetie. You're gonna be our new little sister," one of the women said, smiling mischievously.
Aika looked at them, confused. But before she could say anything, one of the women picked her up and dusted her off. They took Aika back to their hideout, which was full of intimidating women. Aika realized she had been taken by a gang of all-female delinquents who caused trouble in the area. The women inside looked at Aika, glanced at each other, and ran over to clean her up, putting her in one of their punk outfits.
"Lookin' good, honey. Now I hope you're ready to learn how to fight," one of the women said, cracking her knuckles and looking down at Aika with a mischievous smile.
Aika gulped in slight fear but nodded. "O-ok."
As 3 years passed, Aika discovered her gift for fighting after all her physical confrontations with her siblings. She rapidly grew stronger and more skilled. Over time, she surpassed the rest of her gang sisters, eventually becoming the leader of the all-female gang.
Matsuda and Motohama were childhood frenemies who constantly challenged each other to fights and caused trouble for one another and enjoying looking at women. However, their families knew each other, and on one particular trip to the cinema, a road rage incident occurred on the highway, leading to a car crash that claimed the lives of their families, with the exception of Matsuda and Motohama. After becoming orphans at such a young age, the two boys grew distant toward each other. However, their rivalry continued, now rooted in more hostility than friendly competition.
As the years passed, they approached the end of their third year of middle school. The two boys became feared by all the students, leading rival delinquent gangs of 25 members. These gangs were constantly at odds with each other—the gang led by Issei and the ladies' gang that Aika had joined and taken charge of.
During one of the boys' gang scuffles in a park, the ladies' gang arrived, ready to join and turn the fight into a three-way war. The two gangs momentarily stopped fighting and turned to them.
'Holy crap, look at all those chicks! Can't wait to have some fun with 'em after we clobber them,' Matsuda and Motohama thought in unison, slightly nose bleeding.
"Yo, how's it hanging, Matsuda and Motohama? Looks like you bastards are having some fun over there. Mind if we join in?" Aika said as she cracked her knuckles, her female followers doing the same.
"BRING IT ON, BITCHES!" all the guys yelled in unison, with wide-eyed smiles.
The three gangs glanced at each other, preparing for an all-out fight. However, before they could charge, they heard a loud clap that echoed through the air.
"Hold on there. That's enough, children," said a male voice from atop a hill.
All three gangs turned their heads to the hill and saw Issei standing next to a larger, unfamiliar individual with red-colored eyes and a gang of other delinquents.
"Well, well, looks like Issei and his boys want in on the fun as well," Aika said, cracking her neck.
"We're game if you are!" Matsuda and Motohama said in unison.
"Pretty sure I said that's enough," the unfamiliar delinquent said, clapping again. The clap hurt their ears slightly as he started walking toward them.
The three gangs then began to feel an intimidating pressure that filled the air as he approached. They instinctively took a step back as he stepped in front of them.
"How about, instead of fighting each other, you punks fight me instead?" the delinquent asked, a smug smile spreading across his face.
The three gangs scoffed at his challenge and tried to ignore his intimidating presence.
"You want to fight all of us, pretty boy?! Sure as hell hope you've said your prayers!" the pervert duo said in unison as their followers readied themselves.
"Best get ready to have that cockiness beaten out of you. Let's do this, ladies," Aika said, to which the female punks all said "Yeah!" in unison.
The three gangs charged at him as he stood there, completely calm and still smiling smugly. Soon, 30 minutes passed, and all the delinquents lay sprawled across the ground, covered in cuts and bruises. The only ones still standing were the three leaders, while the lone delinquent they had all been fighting stood there, completely unharmed and still smiling smugly.
"T-there were... at least... seventy of us... and he beat us all!" Aika gasped between breaths.
"D-damn this guy...!" Matsuda gritted his teeth.
"How the hell can we not beat on this bastard?!" Motohama wiped his bleeding nose.
"Well, this scene sure looks familiar," Issei said from atop the hill, watching with pride as he and the other punks chuckled.
"Are you guys done? 'Cause there's something I'd like to say to you," the lone delinquent said with a slight chuckle.
"DON'T YOU MOCK US, YOU BASTARD!" the three gang leaders yelled in unison as they charged toward him again.
The lone delinquent gave them a wide-eyed glare, and his red eyes glowed for a moment. The three of them felt an invisible force push them back, knocking them onto their backs, shocking all the punks behind them. They tried to sit up shakily, but struggled greatly.
The lone delinquent then walked up and crouched down in front of them. He gave them the same speech he had given to Issei and his gang. After he finished, they all looked at him with conflicted expressions. He then extended his hand toward them, invitingly.
"Well? Let me tell you, if you run wild with me, you'll know what it means to have true meaning in the world, and you'll see what it truly holds. You'll see the magic of living life on the right path and become not just a proper unit, not just friends, but a family. We won't just be a gang of delinquent punks, but a Guild," he said, smiling.
Issei and the others walked up and nodded. They all looked at him in contemplation for a few seconds, then the gang leaders took his hand, much to the surprise of all their followers.
"Glad to have you all on board. Now, why don't I get those injuries of yours checked and teach you all what this world really has to offer, and what you could be capable of with your burning potential?" the lone delinquent said as he began leading them all out of the park.
"Wait, you didn't tell us your name. What is it?" Aika asked, with Matsuda and Motohama wondering the same.
"Jiro... Jiro Natsuo."
Flashback end
Aika smiled softly as she looked down at her two kohais, feeling a warmth in her heart. She then glanced over at the pervert duo on their bench. Both Matsuda and Motohama gave her a lazy peace sign, their goofy grins still plastered on their faces. Aika rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile as she then imagined Issei, the rest of the gang, and of course Jiro.
"Yeah, I don't miss my old family one bit... because I have The Crimson Dragons. And they're my family now. Same goes for my two new little sisters," Aika said wistfully, pulling Koneko and Ravel closer to her, wrapping her arms around them protectively.
Koneko leaned her head on Aika's shoulder, smiling up at her, while Ravel beamed as well. The bond between them was unspoken, but deeply felt, and it warmed Aika's heart. She was no longer the lonely girl she once was—she had found her place, and it was with them.
Elsewhere, as Jiro and Irina stepped out of the karaoke place, and Jiro suddenly sneezed. He instinctively wiped his nose with the back of his hand and shivered slightly, as though the sneeze triggered something else entirely.
"Are you okay? Are you catching a cold?" Irina asked, her voice laced with concern as she looked up at him.
Jiro shook his head, offering her a reassuring smile. "Nah... honestly, it was more of a nice feeling that came after the sneeze. It was warm, like a connection or something."
Irina tilted her head, looking at him with curiosity, but didn't push him further, her expression softened.
Back with Aika, Koneko, and Ravel, they continued to cuddle, and it was clear that they were creating new memories together, ones that would last far longer than any past regrets.
Meanwhile
Kiba and Xenovia were in the middle of their sparring match in a secluded part of the park. By this time, the sun had already gone down completely, leaving it entirely dark outside. They sparred on even ground, effortlessly Requipping their weapons. After a good amount of slashing and striking, they paused their scuffle to catch their breath.
"Well now... looks like... Requip Magic... has become... child's play for us," Xenovia said between breaths, holding herself up with her sword in the ground.
"Yeah... we really got this... mastered... and just in time... for the coming fight," Kiba said, also out of breath, sitting on a rock with his sword stuck in the ground.
After several minutes, they regained their stamina but remained where they were.
"So... will you be alright?" Kiba asked, making Xenovia look at him.
"Hm? Alright with what?" Xenovia asked, curious.
"Well... Jiro said Freed Sellzen is one of the people working for Kokabiel. And you and Irina are old friends of his, right? So, will you be alright if you're forced to engage him in a fight?" Kiba asked in a low tone.
Xenovia looked at him, taken aback by his question. "Oh, him... well, in all honesty... I'm not sure how I should feel," She said, turning solemn.
"What do you mean?" Kiba asked, curious.
"You see, I grew up in the church, being trained and raised by my legal guardian, Sister Griselda. I had no knowledge of who my true mother and father were. My training and religion were all I knew since childhood, and they were what I poured most of my time, effort, and energy into. As a result, I was never really close to anyone other than Sister Griselda. That was until I was 7 years old and met Freed for the first time. He was brought in by Sister Griselda seemingly out of the blue while I was practicing my swordsmanship. I remained somewhat cold and distant towards him for some time, trying to focus on my training. However, he remained undeterred and unflinchingly attempted to converse and befriend me. Soon, I eventually gave in and began to speak with him more, and before I knew it... he was the very first friend I ever had. The two of us began to grow closer, and eventually, I began to see him as somewhat of an older brother. Sometime later, Irina was brought in to train with us, and after befriending Freed, I chose to try and befriend Irina as well, although I was slightly envious of her since she knew and had her biological father there with her. Five years passed, and for the first time, without even realizing it... I had people I truly cared for: Irina, Sister Griselda, Father Touji, The Head Priest, and, of course, Freed. However, soon Freed began to become distant from me and Irina, and then that fateful day came when he committed a heinous atrocity and was therefore exiled from the church. Irina and I were heartbroken, and while I maintained a mostly unfazed expression when I was alone in my bedroom... I cried for the first time in my life. For the first time, I felt the pain of having someone you cared for taken from you and never being able to see them again." Xenovia said, her expression and voice stoic and somewhat deadpan, but the pain in her voice was evident.
"I see, I'm... I'm sorry for bringing it up," Kiba said, his expression apologetic.
"No, no, there's no need to apologize. I made you recount your past to me before, so it's only fair that I tell you mine," Xenovia said, smiling reassuringly. Before Kiba could speak, Xenovia continued.
"However, in the five years that followed, I learned to move past my pain and continue my training alongside Irina. And while it pains me that this may be how him and I reunite, if it means I must protect and maintain the balance of this world and other worlds, then as a knight of the church, I have no choice but to strike down Freed Sellzen with my blade." Xenovia said, defiantly, while gripping her sword hand and posing dramatically.
Kiba looked at her for a few seconds, then smirked. "I see, that's some conviction. However, you've got one thing wrong in that declaration. It won't be just you protecting and maintaining the peace of the world, but all of us doing it together. That's what we members of the Biblical Vanguard do, right?" Kiba said, standing up and pulling his sword out of the ground with his left hand.
"Yes, I suppose you're right," Xenovia said, now sporting a smile.
"And in case you're wondering, I know we'll be fighting against those wielding Excalibur fragments, but I'll control myself for you and everyone's sake, especially Irina and Jiro." Kiba said as he approached her.
Xenovia chuckled as she took a step toward him in turn. "That's good to hear. Otherwise, I'd have to cut you down as well," Xenovia said, playfully, making Kiba chuckle.
They lifted their right arms and firmly dapped each other up while smiling.
Meanwhile in the abandoned Vatican in the mountains of Japan.
"Well, Lord Kokabiel, the time has come. The Abyss Break should be finished by tomorrow," Valper said, turning to his commander.
"Heh, heh, heh, excellent. The time has finally come indeed," Kokabiel said, chuckling evilly.
"FINALLY! I'M READY TO CUT SOME BITCHES UP!" Freed yelled in excitement.
"Indeed, and we'll start by slaughtering those devils in Kuoh," Kalawarner said, crossing her arms under her bust.
"The perfect starting point for the battle of the century," Dohnaseek said, putting his hands in his coat pockets.
"Ha! If only we could see the look on Sirzechs' face when he hears his sweet little sister is dead," Mittelt said cheerfully and mockingly.
"Heh, yes, I wish so too, Mittelt. But I'm more excited to slaughter that fool's weak little race," Kokabiel said, standing up from his throne.
"Oh, before I forget, I'd like for you all to use these," Valper said, summoning a box and opening it, revealing six curved white devices with purple glass screens.
"Oh? And what are these?" Kokabiel asked, looking at the devices curiously with an eyebrow raised.
"These are called 'Scouters.' They're devices used to measure and determine a being's power level, as well as their position, even from halfway across the world. They can also serve as communicators with unlimited range. I received them from our friends in that 'Khaos Brigade' group, along with the materials used to make my Holy Elements," Valper explained as he took one out and put it on his left ear, the purple screen going over his left eye.
He pressed the button on the side and looked at The Element 4 as it made a "beeping" sound. "Ooh, Freed, Mittelt, and Dohnaseek each have power levels of 322, and Kalawarner has a power level of 334," he said as he read the numbers on the screen.
"WHAT?! ARE YOU SAYING SHE'S MORE POWERFUL THAN US?!" The three of them yelled in irritation.
"That's what it says. It means she has greater magic power than you three," Valper clarified as they scowled in annoyance. Kalawarner smirked pridefully, her left hand resting on her hip.
"Excellent. Those should be ever so useful in our endeavors," Kokabiel said, approvingly.
The Element 4 fallen angels summoned their Excaliburs, Valper prepared to move the Abyss Break pedestal, and a horde of fallen angels teleported into the room.
"Prepare yourselves, my underlings, and the same goes for you, Sirzechs, Azazel, and Gabriel. And you as well, Red Dragon Emperor. Because Judgment Day is upon us," Kokabiel said, smiling evilly.
To be continued
Irina Shidou: Birthday; September 29th, Age 18
Fighting Type: Technique Type
Magic: Holy Light Magic, Requip Magic
Weapons: Ascalon, two Katanas, two Jian, multiple kunai's, multiple shuriken, a Gladius dagger
Transformations: Gold Wings, More Soon
Likes: Jiro, Her friends, All things religion, Swordsmanship, The safety of those she cares about
Dislikes: Most devils, Atheists, Bullies, Her loved ones getting hurt