chapter 26

Chapter XXVI – Unexpected Guests

In one of the church's safe houses in Japan, particularly located somewhere near Kuoh Academy, Irina was tending to Xenovia's injuries.

"Oh, he wasn't kidding. Any more and he would've broken your arm." Irina said in concern about her friend who was sitting on the couch. "But I think he dislocated it. This is gonna hurt. Sorry for this."

With a quick snap of the arm, the chippy girl cracked the bone back into its appropriate place. But it wasn't a painless act because Xenovia gave a small yelp in pain.

"There, all done." Irina smiled before taking a seat.

Xenovia gave her friend a nod in gratitude before relaxing herself on the seat. She couldn't help but wince slightly as her left arm was still sore and her right was still immobile.

How could this have happened to her? Being one of the Holy Sword Users and one of the rare natural born users, she was trained extensively by the best teachers the church had. She also studied under her guardian, Griselda Quarta, one of the strongest exorcists and swordmasters.

Thinking about her made a chill run up Xenovia's spine. Oh Griselda may be sweet and caring but she did not earn her title as one of the strongest the church has to offer by being just that. If she wanted it, she can be your worst nightmare. But Xenovia shook her head to get back on her current predicament.

The Slashing Princess had taken care of the Gremory's knight fairly easy. For all of his talk about being her so-called superior, all he had going for him was his precious speed. He was indeed skilled with his blade, but his hatred towards Excalibur blinded him.

She easily exploited this weakness and defeated him. As skilled and as fast as Kiba was, what he lacked was strength.

And then...he came into the picture. The raven haired teen who basically toyed with her.

At first, she thought that he was another devil but she was honestly surprised that he was a human. Xenovia assumed that he was seduced by the devils and offered him the chance to repent, saying that God would forgive him, as the Great Lord would. But he declined.

After she had bested Kiba, she challenged him to fight her. Kyuren, his name, had been corrupted too much and he was already blinded. Xenovia intended to grant him mercy and deliver him unto the loving arms of God.

She thought that it would be an easy victory. After all, there was no way he could defeat her, a trained Holy Sword User of the church. But she was wrong...oh so wrong.

Every time she thought she was going to land a decisive blow, he his form would suddenly fade away and reappearing somewhere else. Not only that but he also dodged every single one of her attacks with frightening ease even if Xenovia was moving at her full speed.

Then there was that feeling...just as she was going to charge at him again, her instincts suddenly screamed at her to get away...and get away fast. The Slashing Princess had never felt like that from anyone before other than from Griselda.

Unwilling to ignore her instincts, Xenovia had jumped away, breathing heavily. She was getting exhausted at that point and Kyuren looked like he was still fresh and fit to continue!

When asked, he merely replied that he thought about attacking and it would most likely end in her demise, thus making her retreat. It had infuriated her and she charged at him again.

And that was when he made him first move. The raven haired teen attacked the area below her shoulder and the back of it. It stung a little but it would tale more than that to take her out.

Xenovia had thought that this was just a joke until she realized that she could no longer feel her right arm. With one of her arms immobilized, Kyuren had swiftly defeated her with a simple submission hold.

She tried to fight her way out, but his grip on her arm was seemingly unbreakable as she felt her elbow popping out of place.

The Slashing Princess felt humiliated...to think that she was bested by some human who wasn't even using some kind of magic. But with her mind clear...Xenovia wondered just what the in the name of God happened.

'There is no way a normal human would be able to best me. The only way was that he was somehow using magic to enhance him.' She thought to herself.

Dulio too was thinking along the same lines. He saw everything...the way Kyuren defeated Xenovia with ease...the way the Devils were wary around him...and the fact that he was human. It just doesn't add up.

The Joker had seen some pretty unique and interesting things in his time as an Angel, but never anything like this. No human should be able to do that without magical aid. That was the first answer anyone would go to but there was one itty bitty problem...Dulio sensed no magic coming from him.

All of the things Kyuren did were of his own power.

"Xenovia, what can you tell me about Kyuren when you fought him?" Dulio asked.

The Slashing Princess looked at her superior before speaking. "He is extremely skilled and fast being able to dodge my strikes with ease. Though I suspect that he was aided by magic, possibly from the Devils."

Dulio nodded. "Yeah, but I sensed no magic within him." That statement garnered surprised looks from the two swords women. "All the things he did were his own power."

"But...But how is that possible?" Irina asked. "You saw him disappear and reappear like that, there's no way a normal human to do that."

"Yeah, but I don't think he's your everyday garden variety human. With how fast he was going and how relaxed he was doing it, I don't think we've seen anything yet."

Xenovia leaned forward, ignoring the protests of her sore body. "You mean...he's even more powerful than he was when I fought him?"

Dulio nodded seriously. "That's what I'm saying."

"B-But how..?"

"I don't know...there could be a lot of things like he has some kind of dormant Sacred Gear that we haven't seen before or he's a descendant of some powerful being or something. But I intend to find out." Dulio uttered, making a note to ask Sona Sitri the next time he saw her about this surprisingly powerful human.

She knows something and the Joker intends to find out what.

"And if he does possess another pagan artifact?" Xenovia asked that made Dulio scowl at her. Didn't Griselda train this girl? Did she neglect to teach her of the history of Sacred Gears?

He was slightly agitated because it wasn't just a slight against him, but also God as well because he created the things. And he was forced to listen to it for days.

"I don't know if you were listening or sleeping when we taught you, but Sacred Gears are not pagan artifacts." Dulio looked at them in the eye. "The Sacred Gears were created by God himself." Xenovia and Irina widened her eyes in surprise at the revelation. "If you call them pagan artifacts, then you're calling God a pagan too."

The blood drained from Xenovia's face once she realized the grave sin she had been unwittingly committing. Irina too was feeling the guilt eating away at her as tears began to well up in her eyes.

Dulio sighed. Man, he really didn't want to do this, but this had gone on long enough. Better serve them the cold and unforgiving truth than live a happy and welcoming lie. "You two should get some sleep."

The two wordlessly got up and made their way into their room. They would pray heavily tonight; they would beg for forgiveness for the terrible slight they had committed towards God.

Azazel let his lips curl into an amused smirk seeing the deceptively powerful human before him looking surprised. Ever since he watched that footage of him bringing Sirzechs to his knees, the Governor General's curiosity on Kyuren grew with each passing day.

What kind of Sacred Gear did he possess? Did he even possess a Sacred Gear? If so, then what was it? If not, then how did he get so strong? How strong was he? And above all else, if he was truly a human being?

These were only the tip of iceberg of what Azazel wanted to know from this human and it came to a point where he just couldn't take it anymore. Even though he knew about the Red Dragon Emperor was once again active, this was far more interesting.

After all, if the reports were to be believed, the current host of the Red Dragon Emperor was nothing but a hormonal teenage boy with an unhealthy obsession with women's breasts. Not to mention that he often just went straight into the fray with nothing held back...and without a plan.

Admirable, but it will get him killed. And Azazel speaks from experience. Well, the Governor General himself had a penchant for the female anatomy, but he had control...ish...

Like he said, the human was far more fascinating than the current Red Dragon Emperor. After all, who could claim that they took down one of the most powerful Devils alive with just one attack?

There was so much he wanted to learn from him. "Now, don't look so surprised kid. I'm just here to have a friendly talk-"

"Get out."

"...Excuse me?"

Kyuren glared at the trespasser in cold fury. How darethis piece of trash come into his home like he fucking owned the place! "If you want to talk to me...get out and knock on my fucking door." The raven haired teen growled through gritted teeth.

Azazel frowned. Somehow he knew this was going to happen. Well, he couldn't really blame the human for it, he did just dropped in unannounced (trespassing seems about right).

But he couldn't really do anything about that now...except maybe do what he was told. It didn't take a damn genius to figure out that Kyuren was royally pissed and that put the Governor General slightly on edge.

This human was the one who took out Sirzechs in one attack. Not a whole lot of people can claim that they did that and Kyuren did. The human looked like he was going to attack Azazel.

And that was something the Governor General did not want to happen right now. This guy could easily take him apart limb from limb, both figuratively and literally. Not to mention he was fast enough to catch the Devil King off guard...maybe even faster.

While he was (slightly) sure that he could somehow knock Kyuren away, buying him precious time to escape…Azazel was not really going to take that chance. This wasn't really the ideal place for a skirmish…too many witnesses and the collateral damage would be immense.

So, Azazel decided that it was in his very best interest to just do what he was told.

Letting out a sigh, he held up his hands in surrender. "Okay, all right. I'm going." As he was walking towards the door, he couldn't help but feel humiliated.

Him, Azazel, the Governor General of the Fallen Angels, being ordered around by a human of all things. Well, to be fair, that certain human was very powerful and very angry right now so...

'I hope the boys back home don't see this.' Azazel mumbled to himself.

Kyuren watched the intruder walk to the door and exited his penthouse like he had demanded him to do. Letting out a frustrated growl, the raven haired teen wiped his face with his hand.

This place was his sanctuary. This was his place of peace and quiet. This was the place where he could just kick back, relax, and do anything he wanted...in private. This was his home.

No one and he means NO ONE was allowed to enter into his home without Kyuren's express permission! His features softened when he saw Pip coming down from the stairs. At the very least, his cat was safe.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Kyuren grunted and went to open the door. He was greeted by the annoying face of his uninvited guest. "Hey, do you mind if I come in so we can talk?" Azazel asked, feeling that this was unusual.

Wordlessly, Kyuren stepped aside so he could enter. "Thanks, kid." Azazel nodded and went into the raven haired teen's penthouse. He was about to take another step when a small hairless cat got in his way and hissed threateningly at him.

The Governor General knew that this was one of those Sphinx cats. And he knew this was Pip, Kyuren's beloved pet, from what Raynare had informed him in her report.

"Harm her and you will never see the light of day again." Kyuren growled from behind him as he walked onwards before scooping up his cat in his arms. "You want to talk? Sit." He nodded his head towards the couches.

The two made their way to the couches. Azazel on one and Kyuren on the other.

Before the Governor General could utter a single word, the most powerful human spoke first. "Before you start, I'm going to give you this one warning." He held up his index finger. "This is my house. And no one is allowed in here without my permission. I will let this one slide, but if you do this again, you will not leave here alive nor in one piece. Understand."

Azazel frowned at the very blunt threat but nonetheless nodded. "Okay. For whatever it's worth, I'm sorry for intruding into your home. It was...rude of me."

"Damn right it was." Kyuren glared at him. "Don't you people know something called common courtesy?"

"...Right...once again, I apologize." Azazel needed to watch his tongue here. This wasn't the time nor the place to crack jokes. "I assure you, I will repay you for the trouble I caused, but if you don't mind, I'd like to talk with you."

Kyuren searched his eyes for any trace of deception. He had heard that Fallen Angels were infamous for being deceivers and backstabbers...and he was sitting down in front of the leader of them.

Sensing no deception within him, Kyuren nodded his consent. But he would not make the mistake of trusting him just yet. Pip was also thinking along those lines as she glared at the Fallen Angel.

Azazel smiled and made himself comfortable. "Now, I have to admit, you caused quite the stir in the Underworld after what you did to Sirzechs Lucifer." He chuckled as he shook his head. "I still can't believe it myself. Why did you do that anyway?"

Kyuren shrugged slightly. "The idiot thought it was a good idea to kidnap me. And then asked me to fight an even bigger idiot named Riser Phoenix for their entertainment. I am not some gladiator to satisfy their fun."

"And that's when you raised hell in hell." Azazel laughed. He could've sworn he saw Kyuren let out a very minute smirk for a half second...but that's just him. "With what you did, I'm surprised there're not any kill squads coming after you...at least before all this."

"Yeah, well...let's just say I passed on a very clear message to a certain heiress to the Devil Kings. Let's just leave it at that."

Azazel looked like he wanted to find out more, but he reminded himself that he had bigger questions to ask than some warning to the Devil Kings. Besides, he could hazard a guess about what it was.

"You basically one shot one of the most powerful beings in existence to his knees, shook the entire Underworld - the entire world if and when this gets out - to the very core. And it wasn't some god or some dragon...it was you...a human."

The raven haired teen raised a brow. "You make it sound like it's strange."

"Strange doesn't even begin to describe it." Azazel chuckled. "There's no denying your strength, we have the evidence to prove it. But what I really want to know is how you got this strong." He saw Kyuren frown. "I'll start with the obvious, do you perhaps possess a Sacred Gear?"

Kyuren shook his head. "No, I don't think I do."

Azazel figured as much. After the war, he committed his time to a new past time, Sacred Gears. He's been at this for a very long time and he knows if someone does have a Sacred Gear or not. All one has to do was get a feel of the soul.

And the Governor General sensed nothing of the sort from the human. 'Well, that's a shame. I would've loved to study it, it might've been a gear I have never seen before. But I don't think he'd allow me to do that...oh well.'

"All right, believe you."

The raven haired teen frowned. "Just like that?"

"Kid, I've been looking for Sacred Gears for a long time. It's just what I do in my spare time." Azazel smiled with a nonchalant shrug. "I know when someone's holding a gear or not."

"Then why ask?"

The Governor General let out a cheeky grin. "Had to make sure." Kyuren scowled but held his tongue for now. "Now, how did you get so strong? If what I saw is any indication, you could be ranked at the top fifteen on the power scale. Maybe even higher judging by how lazy you looked."

Kyuren gave him a blank look. "Why are you so interested in me anyway? Shouldn't you be more interested in the Hyoudou boy? He's the one with the Sacred Gear, not me."

"Ah, yes. The Legendary Boosted Gear. A Sacred Gear that could surpass even God Himself." Azazel nodded. "Well, you see, I've been observing the hosts of the two Heavenly Dragons for quite some time now. Some were good people, others were the worst kind. But the one thing they had in common was that they carved their way to get their strength. The current White Dragon Emperor has certainly lived up to that standard, but the Red? I don't think he deserve my attention for now."

The raven haired teen hummed in agreement. "All right."

"And besides." Azazel leaned forward. "You're far more interesting than some kid who doesn't know what the hell he's doing."

Kyuren looked at Pip before scooting back. "I don't know how you roll, but I'm not into dudes."

Azazel actually laughed at that one. "Oh, don't worry kid. I'm into some nice tight pussy myself so you don't have to worry."

The moment she heard the word 'pussy', Pip hissed at the Governor General and hid inside of Kyuren's shirt. There was no way she was going to let him take her without a damn fight. NEVER!

Kyuren scowled at Azazel for saying that. "Don't say that so brazenly. Now, you asked how I got this strong...I simply trained."

"...You trained?" The Governor General raised a disbelieving brow.

"Yeah."

"I think you're lying."

The powerful human frowned. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I think you're lying." Azazel let out a smirk. "Like I said before, there's absolutely no way a human would be that powerful, even with some extra help. With Sacred Gears out of the picture, then there's only one other possibility. You're a descendant of some powerful god, aren't you?"

Kyuren sat there unflinchingly as he stared at the Governor General of the Fallen Angels. Did he actually believe he was descended from some god? "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh yeah? Then how do you explain doing this..." Azazel showed him the recording of his infamous punch on the Devil King. "To Sirzechs." The raven haired teen watched as he literally one shot the so-called Devil King into next week. "So which is it? Hercules? Thor? Zeus? Hades? Amaterasu? Susanoo? Anubis? Ra?"

"I'll tell you what I told Sona. I don't have any godlyancestors." Kyuren said, getting a little agitated. "And like I told her, shouldn't you have detected something by now? Something to tell you I'm a descendant?"

Azazel shook his head. "You may be right." He sighed but on the inside, he just knew Kyuren was hiding something. 'He's hiding what he really is. I don't know what but he's definitely not human...or at least part of it. Whatever he did to hide what he truly is, it's very good. I can't even get a feel of his true nature.'

He would definitely have to observe the human more closely if he was going to get some answers, but for now...it's best not to voice his doubts for now.

"Well, I've answered your questions, now you answer mine." Kyuren said that left no room for any kind of argument. "You sent Raynare here to deliver me the dossier. You knew that I could've easily killed her and her group. Why?"

"Because she told me of your...unique relationship with her." Azazel started. "You've had plenty of times when you could have killed her, but you didn't. If anything, you seem quite fond of her." He gave the human a teasing smirk.

The raven haired teen rolled his eyes at the sad attempt to make him flustered (which secretly worked to a degree). "And you just assumed that I wouldn't hurt her." He surmised. "You do realize how risky that gamble was?"

For once, Azazel dropped his smirk and adopted a serious expression. "Of course I do. If I had sent anyone else, you would've most probably sent them back in bags. It was risky, but I needed someone to keep an eye on you. I took a big risk when I assigned you to Raynare."

Kyuren tilted his head. "You care about her, don't you?"

"Yeah...she's like a daughter to me." The Governor General nodded slowly. "I can't tell you everything about her because I have no right to. If you want the full details, you have to ask her. But all I can tell you is that she's didn't have the most pleasant of childhoods."

The raven haired teen wanted to ask what he was talking about. What had happened to Raynare in her childhood? No matter, he would ask these questions when the time was right.

"Okay...is there anything else you want to talk about?"

"There is one actually..." Azazel leaned forward. "For the past weeks, we've been getting reports of some very powerful individuals from all over are being recruited by someone."

This interested the powerhouse as he stared at the Governor General intently. If someone was recruiting some very powerful people from all over the Supernatural world, he could hazard a guess that something big was going down soon.

"Go on."

"We still don't know the full details, but I can tell you that this isn't just some fancy club meeting. Reports are inconclusive at best, but I think it might be Ophis, the Ouroboros Dragon." Azazel crossed his arms.

Kyuren frowned. "Who's that?"

"Ophis is the Dragon God of Infinity. A dragon so powerful that even God was afraid of her." Azazel informed him. "I don't know what she wants though. But if she finds out who you are and how powerful you are, you can bet your ass she's going to come after you to join her group. Politely or by force."

'I'd like to see them try.' Kyuren thought to himself. If that dragon wants to come after him and force him to join her little group, then she'll have to drag his cold dead corpse there.

Just then, a thought suddenly came to him. Actually, this has been in his mind ever since he found out about the Supernatural world. "Wait a minute...the Devils are governed by four kings right?"

"Yeah."

"And two of them are Sirzechs Lucifer and Serafall Leviathan."

"Yup."

"But they once had the Gremory and Sitri names."

Azazel let himself an inward smirk. So this human had figured it out. "That's right."

Pip finally popped out of his shirt and made herself comfortable on his head as he leaned forward. "What happened to the originals?"

The two stared each other down until Azazel chuckled. "You know you're one of the few to have actually guessed it right through simple logic. Most just believe what they've been hearing if it comes from something reliable. To answer your question, the original Satans along with God were killed in the Great War."

Kyuren widened his eyes in surprise. 'Gjorde. Ikke. Set der kommer.' ('Did. Not. See that coming.') Who would've guessed that the Satans AND God would actually kick the bucket. "And nobody knows the truth."

He Governor General shook his head. "Nobody. If everyone found out, there would be mass panic and all around craziness. The entire world would've been plunged into chaos."

Well, that would make a hell of a lot of sense. Society, be it this one or the Supernatural, was a very fragile thing. Break the things that bind it together and it all fall apart.

"I see your point." The raven haired teen nodded. He wouldn't want to start all that mass religious hysteria and all that shit. It was too much trouble to think about and it would burn through his good nerves fast.

"You're awfully calm about this." Azazel observed with a hum. "Anyone else would have freaked out by now."

Kyuren raised a brow at his statement. "I'm not like anyone else. If God and the Devil Kings are dead, so fucking what. I won't lose sleep over it."

'Damn...that's cold.' The Governor General said to himself. He had seen some people ruthless people in his days but only a few of them were really the heartless kind. To know that someone like God had died and not even look like it was going to bother you? Damn...

"All right, I think I've already taken up enough of your time." Azazel sighed. He had come here to get a feel on this human and he got it...and he was still breathing so that's a nice plus. "I think I'll head out now."

"Fine." Kyuren waved him off and the leader of the Fallen Angels disappeared in a swirl of black feathers. That made Kyuren growl.

That bastard made a damn mess! But to his relief, they seemed to disappear.

Well, that takes care of that. Kyuren stood up from his couch and stretched; he was getting tired and needed some sleep. Right after dinner.

Just as he was about to go and prepare himself a nice filling meal, he heard another knock on his door.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Kyuren breathed in a breath before shakily releasing it in an attempt to clam his damn nerves. It was already 8 in the damn evening and he has yet to eat and take a refreshing shower.

Deciding to just get it over and done with, Kyuren went to his door and opened it. He expected it to be house cleaning or even better, room service…he didn't expect to see a familiar looking idiot with red hair and a woman in a maid outfit.

Realizing who this was, the raven haired teen glared at him. "You." Sirzechs Lucifer and Grayfia Lucifage in the flesh. "What are you doing here." It was a demand not a question.

Sirzechs knew that this was a very big risk showing up at the doorstep of the one who put him out of commission for a while…and he would be lying if he said he wasn't a bit nervous.

When he came back to his duties, some of the Lords and Ladies suggested that they send kill squads after the human. Saying that he was too powerful and too dangerous to be left alive.

He immediately forbade this. The Crimson Devil had felt first hand the power of the human and he suspected that that wasn't even a fraction of a fraction of his power. While Kyuren merely took the Devil King by surprise, it was all that was needed.

If he could take him out, then sending squads of Devils was like sending them off to their deaths.

The safest course of action was to just leave him be for now. Better not to give him a reason to hunt them to extinction…that and he was attending the same school as Rias and Sona were.

Sirzechs also decided that he should apologize to Kyuren for kidnapping him and forcing him to fight Riser.

When he told this to his family, they immediately refused to allow him to go, Grayfia being the most stubborn. But he had made up his mind. When they still refused, he was forced to pull rank…and that made him feel like an asshole.

The Crimson Devil assured them that he would be fine but his wife demanded that she come with him on the threat that he will never sleep with her again and she would beat him within an inch of his life (said behind closed doors of course). Needless to say, he was inclined to allow her to come with him.

Sirzechs let out a friendly smile while Grayfia remained stoic…but she was ready to spring into action. Kyuren almost took her husband away from her and threatened her precious son. She will not forget that.

"Hello, Kyuren…may we come in?" Sirzechs asked, hoping that this would go smoothly.

Kyuren still hasn't forgotten what this prick did to him. If anything, he should've punched just a little bit harder if he was still standing before him. He could still do that now actually. One more powerful attack and it would all be over. But then he'd have to deal with hell and he didn't feel like committing genocide Doom Slayer style. After all, they were supposed to be working together against a common enemy.

So, with that in mind, he would allow them into his home. Wordlessly, he stepped aside. Giving them his permission to enter.

"Thank you." Sirzechs said gratefully as he and his wife entered Kyuren's abode. So far so good.

The raven haired teen closed the door before walking towards the seats again. "Sit, please." He motioned to the couches as Pip jumped off his shoulders and went into the kitchen.

The two Devils made their way to one of the couches and Sirzechs sat on it but Grayfia remained standing. Kyuren slightly raised his brow before brushing it away. "May I offer you two some refreshments?"

They had shown him courtesy and had not shown him any kind of hostility. The least he could do was to offer them some drinks.

"No, I'm fine, thank you." Sirzechs looked at his wife. "Grayfia?"

"No, thank you." She replied politely.

Nodding, Kyuren took his seat and stared at the two Devils. The red one didn't really leave a very good impression on him. Grayfia…let's leave that to a toss coin on where she stands. "You still haven't explained why you're."

Sirzechs nodded. "Yes…I understand that I didn't really make a good impression on you when I kidnapped you."

'Gee, you think?'

"It was very rude of me to do that and I can understand the way you acted." He continued but someone was against that notion.

Grayfia looked at him incredulously with her eyes. 'He almost killed you and threatened your own son…and you understand that?!' She wanted to say that out loud but she kept her tongue.

"That's why I came here to apologize." Sirzechs said. "I don't want this to be how you know us Devils to be. Despite what you might believe, we don't just kidnap someone out of nowhere. On behalf of myself and the rest of the Devils, I apologize." He finished his sincere speech.

Kyuren looked at him with a blank face. Yeah, he could tell that he was being sincere here, but he had to wonder. If it was someone weaker, would he have bothered to apologize?

Of course not.

Why would he? The only reason he was here now practically licking Kyuren's boot was because his ass got handed to him on a silver platter by yours truly. He was humiliated in front of those Devils at being laid out by a pathetic human. If anything, he was kissing up to him so they could get him to fix their problems for them.

Not going to happen. Never going to happen.

But…Sirzechs had already paid the price when Kyuren punched him. And it would probably better to bury the hatchet at this point. Besides, there was no point in holding a grudge if you already made them pay.

Nonetheless, this doesn't mean he trusted them yet

"All right." Kyuren nodded. "Apology accepted."

Sirzechs breathed a sigh of relief. He had made peace with the insanely powerful human. And if he played his cards right, he could have a very powerful ally. Maybe he could even convince Kyuren to become a Devil. "Thank you. You won't regret this. Don't worry, I'll make sure to compensate you for your troubles."

Kyuren inwardly rolled his eyes. 'He's trying to bribe me.' He thought to himself but nodded nonetheless. Besides, who was he to deny a gift?

"Now, I assume you already know what's been going on?" The raven haired teen asked and Sirzechs nodded with a serious expression.

"Yes, our forces are ready to be deployed at a moment's notice. The instant Sona and Rias give the call, we'll be ready."

He had heard of the plan to restart the war and the plan to stop it. While it made him nervous that his baby sister had agreed to become the bait along with Sona, he was slightly put at ease when Kyuren would be watching them. "I must thank you for this. Who knows what would happen if Kokabiel succeeded."

Kyuren just nodded. "Just be sure to be there when we call." He said before turning to Grayfia. "And for you…I'd like to say I'm sorry." This caught the strongest queen by surprise. "While I'm not sorry for what I did to him, I am sorry for scaring your kid. It was uncalled for and highly unethical of me for threatening a small child."

Grayfia thought about it hard for a good minute before slowly nodding. "Apology accepted."

The raven haired teen smiled a little before turning back to Sirzechs. "If there's nothing more to talk about, I believe we're done here."

"Right." The Crimson Devil agreed for he had nothing more to say. "Let's go home, Grayfia." He stood up and smiled at Kyuren. "Thank you for your time." He only received a nod as a reply.

As they we're walking to the door, Kyuren suddenly called their attention. "And one other thing." The two turned back towards Kyuren who was still sitting on the couch with his back turned to them. "I'm not sure what you want or what you are planning, but my instincts tell me that you can be trusted." Sirzechs smiled but that disappeared when he heard what comes next. "Make no mistake though. I have a ten million dollar reactor that can double as a nuclear bomb as a deterrent." The two widened their eyes in shock as he gave them a chilling sideways glance.

"With you…all I need is a few dollars for a bottle of holy water."

Kyuren was enjoying a nice mug of hot chocolate as he leaned over the railings of his balcony. Pip was already asleep on the bed after getting dinner so it was only he awake now.

This day was certainly something. First, they get some agents from the church, one of them promptly challenged him. Second, he got three unexpected guests in the form of Azazel, Sirzechs Lucifer, and Grayfia Lucifuge. It was exhausting and he was just thankful that he could have some peace and quiet.

Taking another sip, Kyuren hummed in delight as he savored the sweet hot chocolate before it travelled down his throat. He was just finishing this before he went off to bed.

Just then he saw something…or rather someone looking at him from the roof of another building. Squinting his eyes, he could barely make it out because of the darkness but he saw that it was a small girl wearing a…goth outfit?

Well, small girl would be wrong here, this is maybe one of those gothic lolitas that he's seen a couple of times here.

No matter, she'll go away soon enough. Kyuren finished his mug before heading inside for some shut eye.

Unknown to him, that little girl was still staring at him with her patented blank face. She had sensed someone that was incredibly powerful and she sought it out so she could recruit him or her.

But she had never guessed it to be someone very familiar.

OMAKE:

Kyuren found himself walking in some kind of garden. Where this was, he had utterly no clue, but who cares. As he was walking, he eventually stumbled upon something that frightened even him.

It was pure black…and its eyes were perfectly round and lifeless. Its mouth was blood red in a line.

Kyuren took a step back in fear before the thing's mouth began to curve up.

CRACK! CREECK! CRACK!

"Hiiiiiiiiii."

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH-"

"-AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" The raven haired teen shot up from his bed in a cold sweat and began to look around frantically.

Seeing that no one was there, Kyuren breathed a sigh of relief.

"Meew?" He heard his cat call out in concern.

"It's all right, Pip. I just-" Whatever he was going to say died in his throat when he saw that Pip's head was that thing's head!

"Hiiiii."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Ahahahah! Hahahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

AN:

Here's another chapter, guys and girls. I hope you liked this one too. Now many of you are wondering why I'm hitting on Issei. The answer's simple. I don't like him.

Yeah, he's funny and likeable but I don't like that he's complaining that he's not strong enough every time he fights someone who's stronger than him. Well, if he actually trained and harnessed his power then he wouldn't have that problem in the first place.

And before you say anything about he did train, I'm talking about the beginning here. Yeah, I've seen how powerful he is right now in the LN, but that's only because he received A LOT of help.

Another thing is with how the leaders of the factions seem all chummy with him. I think they're just sucking up to him. Let's be real here, would any of you actually let a serial pervert get near your sister? Well, Sirzechs practically sold his own sister to him.

Not to mention that he was easy to trick.The only thing you have to do to get Issei moving is to mention that he'll get some skin time with some girls. Something Rias and Azazel have exploited time and time again.

The only damn reason they were interested in Issei was because of his Sacred Gear, remove that and they wouldn't even bat an eye in his direction.

And now, you have someone who's infinitely more powerful and better than Issei. You can be damn sure attention is going to Kyuren. But he won't be as persuasive and as generous as Issei.

I'm not saying that Issei's bad overall. I'll admit he'll do anything for his friends and he has that big heart. That's why I'm hard on him. He needs to understand that he won't be getting any kind of special treatment like he did in canon. No one will like him right off the bat with his attitude.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the latest chapter.

Knight out!