Hello Everyone, O'Ryaner Flaudi Here,

This is the first book of an arch of three of about 100.000-200.000 words each I'm planning. Whether I will be around to see through to the end, only time will tell. You have my word I will try my best though!

Summary

In this story, Issei takes on the role of a powerful angel, whose back story you will discover in the many, many chapters to come. During one of his quests for Michael, which you will read about in this chapter, he crosses paths with Rias Gremory and everything begins to change for him from that point onwards. This story will contain IsseixHarem with the following characters: Koneko (duh, too cute not to), Asia, Rias, Akeno, Xenovia, Raynare, Gabriel, Irina, Kuroka. I am not too sure about Ophis(?), I probably wont be doing Sona+peerage or Serafall.

Announcements

This is a bit of a sounding board for an original fiction piece I am writing. I have roughly the first 20k words on paper at the current time. I NEED PROOF READERS! If you are interested, please contact me and we will work something out. In here is the first lemon already, so worst case scenario for you guys is i grow bored, upload what I have, and then leave it be. To prevent that from happening, be an active and understanding audience. Review, comment, let me know what you think etc. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Concerning mistakes in the story

Any spelling errors are, of course, my own. Feel free to point them out and I will try to get around to fixing them. Eventually. I'm asking you lot to be forgiving on mistakes in the background of the characters. I have a relatively limited knowledge about the DxD universe, so bite me. Point these out too, and I will try my best to correct them. HOWEVER: since I am giving Issei my own take in this story, I have to twist some of the events from the original canon. Lest the story makes no sense.

Disclaimers

Alright lawyers, listen up, cuz im only doing this once. I own nothing! Not the DxD universe, not some of the creative elements I have taken inspiration from. For the enjoyment of my readers I will not call them out, see if they can find my sources themselves. There is too many of them to name, just like my current girlfriends.

Reviews

Pretty, pretty please, do review my story. It's the only way you lot show me you are actually interested in what's in here. I don't mind criticism at all, for it's what helps me improve. Do, however, do it constructively. You think my story sucks, that's fine, but tell me why. You are, of course, free to leave me compliments as well ;).

Enough blabbering. On with the story: Enjoy! ~O'Ryaner

Heaven – The throne of Michael

He knelt before the ornate chair. He knew it was but a perversion of its original splendor, when god had occupied these halls. He wouldn't know. Unlike the great seraph who now sat on the throne he hadn't existed before the end of God. "Hyoudou," Michael spoke, "If my sources are correct, and they usually are, the Grigori are having a bit of a problem." He paused for a moment. "Although I am confident Azazel is more than capable of dealing with this issue himself, I think it's time you paid them a visit. Think of it as a token of our goodwill in times of need." Issei bowed his head in acknowledgement. "Is that all you will have of me?" Michael nodded. "For now. You may leave at your leisure."

Gabriel stood behind him, her twelve wings spread as he strapped weapon after weapon, holstered in leather straps to his body. "When will you be back?" She asked. "I do not know." He replied in a flat voice. "I do not like it when Michael makes you put your life on the line." Issei turned around to look her in the eyes. "You know I am virtually untouchable." He said in a flat voice. Suddenly the angel had tears in her eyes. "Do you feel nothing for me anymore?" She whispered through quivering lips. He held her gaze, his face unmoving. "The only thing I feel these days, Gabriel," he said, turning away from her, "Is the feeling in the wake of your absolute betrayal."

"You know I had no other choice!" She wailed. Deigning her unworthy of further words he spread his fourteen wings. The sun radiated of the golden tips of his upper wings, which faded to white. The color turned to midnight blue by his third set and formed darker shades all the way down to the midnight black of his lower wings with tips kissed with crimson red. Then he was gone. The darkness of the night rushed past him as he descended from heaven. A mere minute later he found himself in the Grigori court. Over the years he had grown a little too familiar with the place. He looked up, finding the window to Azazel's chambers.

With a swish of his wings he was in the air. Unlike the others of his kind he could blend into the night, remaining hidden from view. It was a gift bestowed on very few. With trained balance and precision he landed on the narrow ledge outside Azazel's window. When Issei pried his fingers under the window he found it gave way. How careless of the fallen angel. He made himself comfortable in the frame of the open window, dangling one leg outside and waited.

It took three hours, but his patience paid off. Outside the thick wooden door he heard muffled voices. He could Identify Azazel's as one of them. "…Alright, I understand your reluctance to act, but do keep a close tab on them." The key clicked into the lock and the door swung open, bathing the room in light. "Hello Azazel." Issei said. The poor man jumped at hearing his voice. "Dammit Hyoudou, one of these days I swear my heart will give in with jump scares like that." Issei chuckled. "If I wanted to jump scare you I would have hidden next to the door. Michael tells me you have an issue that needs dealing with. Michael worded it so eloquently, apparently I am your 'good will token in times of need'."

"I should really get around to rutting out that poor fool's spies from my court." Azazel muttered. "I would gladly accept your services, although I think sending the Hand of God after my 'issues' might be considered overkill." Issei quirked an eyebrow. "Are you rejecting Michael's gift?" Azazel's eyes went wide as he realized what he had implied. "No, not at all…" he was silent for a moment. "A few of my angels went rogue, no one particularly powerful, but I have received troubling reports. Apparently they sided with Sellzen Freed and are aiming to steal sacred gear. It's unheard of such a procedure being performed before, so even I, the self-proclaimed leading expert on the field, don't know if it can be done. I, however, don't want to take my chances with Freed, or rather, Freed's connections. My lieutenants fear the stray community will see any preventive measures as a preemptive strike."

Issei nodded in understanding. "Name." He inquired. Names held a power few knew of in this world. "Raynare, Kalawaner, Dohnaseek, Mittelt." "Their lives are forfeit." Issei said, before leaping out of the window. He soared high in to the sky, far above the clouds and turned to face the wind. He heard the familiar whispers only he could hear in his ear.

Japan, Gremory, Tainted ground

And so Issei found himself in a quaint city, barely worthy of the title. As far as he knew this was the only place in Japan where a Gremory ruled. His wings disappeared and he started down the street. Issei did not need sleep. He would wander around till dawn, memorizing the streets. When those streets would fill with people come sunrise, he could start his hunt for clues.

When the first golden rays crawled over the horizon some seven hours later, he found himself drawn to a large school building. Something was off about the place. Not quite… human in nature. He found his questions soon answered when the students trickled into the school grounds one by one. He was leaning against a tree, observing them, when an eye catching duo made their entrance. He sensed the presence of an angel, a strong bloodline yet diluted in strength, a strength he was very familiar with. The daughter of Baraqiel, how curious.

Who the other girl was, couldn't be more obvious. The Gremory always took great pride in their flamboyant hair. Apparently he had found the devil's home base. He turned away from the school, knowing it would yield little information to him. He would head to the mall, perhaps there he would catch some useful whispers and rumors. He passed a playground. A young girl crouched over a boy. He had tears in his eyes, a fresh scratch on his knees from where he had undoubtedly hit the ground harder than intended. A green light glowed in the girl's hands. A sacred gear perhaps. "There you go. You mustn't cry. Big boys don't cry." She told the kid with a kind smile.

She got up, revealing the colors of her nun's garb and unconsciously took a step back as she looked at the cold eyes of the stranger behind her. "Oh, hello there." She said, laughing nervously. "It was very kind of you to help that kid." Issei said. She smiled. "I would do the same for anyone else. My name is Asia. Asia Argento." He shook her outstretched hand "Pleased to meet you, Issei Hyoudou. You should know it's not customary to shake hands here in Japan. You are not from around here are you?"

"I just moved in from England!" She said excitedly. "I know we only just met, but could you do me a favor?" Asia asked. "Sure thing." Issei replied. "I'm looking for the church, could you tell me where it is?" Issei pointed up hill. "There it is, you can see the tower from over here. I'll walk you there." He offered. He had been there last night, seen derelict building. At the time it had been abandoned, however, something about this girl sparked his interest.

The walk did not take long. A bare ten minutes later they stood in front of the large church doors. "Would you like to come in?" She asked. An ominous presence now radiated from the building. "Yes, yes I think I would like to come in." He said, his eyes on the once white tower. Lack of maintenance had withered it a shade of beige now. "The house of god is open to everyone!" The girl said, pushing the doors open.

Inside a girl stood. A disguised fallen angel. "Asia, it's so good to see you in the flesh at last!" She said. "Who this man you brought with you?" She asked. "This is Issei Hyoudou, he helped me find the church!" Issei concluded the girl really was too innocent. He doubted she realized the girl who greeted her was as fake as it could get. The girl bowed in greeting to Issei. "Pleased to meet, my name is Yuuma Amano."

And names carried power. Even fake ones. Perhaps the Gremory girl knew something about her. Creating a believable cover would require her to partake in school. There just so happened to only be one of those in town.

So Issei found himself shadowing the crimson haired girl after school through the abandoned hallways. The daughter of Baraqiel was with her. To his frustration the black haired girl with the yellow ribbons in her hair kept looking over her shoulder every twelve steps or so. "Is something wrong, Akeno?" The Gremory girl asked. "It's nothing." The other one replied. "I can't have my Queen worried over nothing. Tell me." The Gremory girl persisted.

"I have the feeling we are being followed, Rias." She said. "Nonsense, I would sense it if anyone was nearby. The only souls I sense are those of the rest of the peerage, a few of Sona's peerage and the cleaners." Perhaps this would be an opportune moment to make his entrance. "You would do well to listen to your Queen, there are some things you cannot sense Gremory Devil." Issei said, dropping his invisibility spell.

Immediately the two girls kicked into action. "Who are you and what do you want." Rias said, raising a fist filled with crimson manifested destruction magic. "Peace, Rias Gremory. I am not here to cause you harm. Also I seriously doubt you could cause any harm to me, so I'd quit your little light show." He said, gesturing to her raised hand. The two girls looked at each other for a brief moment, nodded and stood down.

"The question still stands." Rias said. "My name is Issei Hyoudou. I came to you because I hoped you might have some information for me. After you give me your answer I will leave and you will never see me ever again." Rias stood there, judging him. "Very well, walk with us then." Rias and Akeno led him towards an older building of the school.

He sat on the couch, Rias opposite him as Akeno poured them tea. "Clearly you are a stranger here, you will be received as any guest would." Rias said. "Now, ask your question." Issei sipped his tea and had to admit it was good. "What do you know of a girl named Yuuma Amano?" he asked. "She is a second year student. Clean record as far as I know, though you might have to ask Sona instead." Issei quirked an eyebrow. "Sona?"

"Sona Sitri. She runs the student council." Akeno sat down next to Rias. "Well, you will be interested to know she is a fallen angel then." Issei said. "Now that is interesting." Rias said. "Why are you after her?" Issei contemplated his words. "Because people want her dead." This immediately put the two girls across him on edge again. "And you are to be her executioner?" Akeno asked. "I haven't decided yet. If I can avoid the bloodshed I will."

"By no means I wish to defend a fallen angel, but out of curiosity. What is she guilty of?" "Four fallen angels went rogue. Azazel has had reports of them brewing the wrong kind of plans and associating with the wrong people. He would rather not test the limits and intervene before serious harm is caused. I suspect Yuuma is one of them, but I cannot act until I have found her allies. However, I will have to act fast. I fear Innocent blood will be spilled if I don't."

"So you are one of Azazel's people?" Rias asked. "No." Issei replied. He got up and walked to the center of the room, where he had plenty of space. "Oh, and Rias. I'd stay away from the derelict church on the edge of town tonight." In a brilliant display of colors ranging from gold to midnight to red he was gone. "I think he was kinda cute." Akeno said. Rias jokingly punched the arm of her Queen. "How improper. You barely met the guy. I think so too. He somehow seems familiar though."

The two girls sat in companionable silence. "I think we should convene a club meeting, I think a visit to church is long overdue, don't you agree Akeno?" The black haired girl giggled in response. "Absolutely, we can't let Issei have all the fun on his own now can we?" As if on cue Koneko and Kiba walked in. "Good. You are here. Akeno and I have planned a little excursion tonight…"