Something new I wanted to do. If some readers know me, I'm using enhanced humans more than once. I don't know if I should do that with Jonas Kerevechko, but I'm not really interested in changing. So I decided to do this as distraction.

Before I begin. I'll explain what I'm going to do this time. This is the story of a Slayer. A slayer doesn't belong to any of the races. Not human, not God, not Devil, not Angel, not Fallen Angel, not youkai.

This is a more test thing before I'll use genetic enhancements on Jonas so I can work with a bit better. If some of you guys are wondering where the fuck I'm talking about. This is my second fic on DxD. The first one goes about a human gun slinging badass like someone called him and that guy is human 100%.

I wanted to let him stay normal or as close you could get but some asked me to do enhancements on him making him smarter, tougher and faster than most humans. I have done something like that before but not on DxD so this time I want to use a character for me to get a bit in it and how I could work on Jonas.

It's a stupid reason but hey. It gives me a story and idea. This is the story about the Silas Layer. This is also something new I wanted to try. I wanted to make a character in first person view and I wanted to make him different from my other OC's.

Silas is something I never tried, but this will help with my mood.

If you're wondering why I made this first person, well, I just find it really thrilling to go in my head and get the darkest things out. Hey, that's the guy I am.

Openings song. Bloodbound. Nosferatu.

I was walking through the road. It was a pleasant evening. The beetles were creaking and it was a decent temperature.

I think the town is called Kuoh or something like that. Why I am walking here, well, it's just that I never visited a town occupied by Devils. I just want to see how they run this place. Pulling schemes and controlling normal people.

Like I give a fuck. I just want to be here and go to the next town tomorrow. I look up. I have been living like this for ten years. After the shit went sky high, I was free. I just had no idea. So I travelled. From the next to the other.

I know how the world works. Down, here and up. I just don't want to take part in it. My freedom is the most important I have in my life. I just love living my life for myself.

No worries, no cares, nothing to answer to. An odd job here and there and I can live. Suddenly, I smell.

Energy. But not Devils.

I don't want to brag but my senses are sharper than anything else. I can hear, see and smell from miles away. My mind analyses it and gives me information. Like some kind of computer. I love it. It's who I am.

This is dark. But not like Devils.

It could only be one thing.

Fallen Angels.

The ones fallen from Grace to wander the Earth. The one who this whole piece of shit up is a fucking lunatic. Oh, right. That's supposed to be God. I know he's dead. Not that I give a care.

But what is a Fallen Angel doing in a territory of the Devils? And why haven't they dealt with it? I close up my headphones, tight them, pull up my hoodie to cover my hair and I begin to run. When I close down my ears, I can better sense.

I pull up Linkin Park. Been a while since I saw their concerts. A pity they don't come so often in Europe and that' where I spent my last years. I begin to run. I just want to know what a Fallen Angel is doing here. And I get the answer. At a park, she just killed a human.

Brown hair, golden eyes, average built. But that's not what interest me. His smell. Fuck this guy reeks.

Let me explain. All supernatural beings got a certain aura or scent. The stronger they are the more I can notice them. I learnt to deal with that by namely smoking my brews, but humans don't give such energy.

This guy does. Fuck. But this is the worst I ever got in my nose.

The debauchery is terrible. I look up to the Fallen Angel. She is a bit older, black hair and wears leather straps that don't leave a lot to the imagination.

Hey, I'm not one of the three races but I'm still male. Can't help it. The guy dies and I don't really care.

"It seems I got to kill another human. Oh well, can't help it." I raise an eyebrow and I smile. Seems like I got myself in a situation.

"Apologies. But I'm not really human or anything like that." I say in a calm voice. "I was just cruising around. Don't worry, I didn't see anything." Most normal persons would be terrified. But not me.

I just hope she let me of the hook without too much trouble.

"How dare you speak to me like that? Don't you know who I am?"

I shake my head. "No, I'm a gaijin. And to what do I own the pleasure to meet you on this fine evening?"

The thing I learned with Fallen is that they're prideful and lecherous. I'm not a smooth guy but I have a few tricks. I prefer that to cut her open.

I notice it works as she blushes. That might be because I let some of my blood lust coming out. Internally I sigh. I know she's a Fallen and I'm not that bad looking in my clothes. If she really is blushing I think I'm a bit stupid.

"My name is Raynare and I'm a strong and powerful Fallen Angel. Who are you?" I tilt my head and make some smile. "Not going to tell, but don't think I'm human. And I'm not a Devil, Angel or Fallen Angel. I'm something else. The name's Silas."

I'm not going to tell her what I really am but I want to get out this mess without killing me or her. Don't get me wrong, I can kill her easily but I'm not interested in killing people or things with a conscience how rotten that might be. Which is goose shit as I've done that a lot before.

My body count might have beaten Simo Häyhä but I'm not going to take his record.

That man killed 500 men with his sniper rifle and 200 with his submachine gun but at least he killed for a decent reason. Me on the other hand.

"Well, I'd love to leave a guy like you go or I would even go on a date, but I'm not going to. Please die for me." She throw a light spear at me. I grit my teeth as the weapon enters me. This hurt.

Quite a bit.

Not enough for me to die, but enough to feel discomforted. Well, let I just play dead and go out. This isn't enough to kill me. Not even close. I fell down on my knees, gritting.

Fuck, playing dead. It's supposed to be so easy. She walks to me, ignoring the pervert who is somehow alive. She smiles at me. A cruel smile, but a smile.

What she did next was unexpected. She kisses me. Not just a kiss, she forces her tongue in me taking me on a ride. Don't get me wrong. I love this kind of thing. Fallen Angels are really pleasant companions. At least.

The women are for me. She let me go with some saliva between us. I feel like I've been on a roller-coaster. Great thing.

"Good night, Silas." She let me go and flies away. True, she pierced my vital organs and that would normally kill a person but she gave such a ride that I decide to let her go. No big deal. I just need to take a rest and I'll be good as new.

I'll be leaving this town anyway. That's what I somewhat like about Fallen. They're a bit bratty and haughty but they leave you alone. If this place is operated by Devils, I got a whole lot more shit on my back. And that's something I want to avoid.

You see. I'm not really fond of any kind of the Three factions. But with the Evil Piece system, well, everything strong is interesting for them. The point is I hate being a servant.

I know a lot of the Factions. Leaders, how they work, what their problems are.

I don't really belong to any of them. I'm free from it. You can say I'm human. But that's just my status.

I tilt my head and can see that pervert.

He's probably wondering why he should die. Well, I don't really care. I just find stupid. Why is he so fucked up of dying? It happens to all of us. Well, not me this night. But hey, better live happy and die young than live sad and die old.

Suddenly, I see a magical circle opening. I curse the deceased God and close my eyes. Seems like I won't be leaving this town very soon.

Hours might have passed since I woke back up.

It's like my computer is rebooting itself. I feel comfortable. Like I'm sleeping somewhere warm. I lay on a couch. At least, that's how I feel. I try to move my arms but I see they're wrapped up by a magical spell.

Not it's such a big deal. I can break them easily by sheer power but that would end up in a bigger pain. I look to my side and see a young girl. She is not that old. I think fifteen.

She has hazel yellow eyes, white hair and a petite figure. The dream of every lolicon. Where is she putting all those sweets I wonder?

She notices I'm back up. I can feel her energy. She's a Devil but somewhere deep inside her is something else sealed. I could figure that out but that'd be impolite. So I don't. I give her a small smile. She notices it but doesn't react.

I grunt and sit up. She is wary of my movements. I could break these chains and go free but I know she'll try to stop me. She won't be a threat, but they didn't kill me the second they found me so I just wait. I notice my bag is at the end of the room. I could walk to it but then she would attack me.

So I'll ask her. "Hey." I say. She ignores me. Again. I say. "Hey." After that I make a whistle. "Could you listen to me?" She looks up.

In a monotone voice she speaks. "What?"

"Can you give me my MP3? It looks you don't want to speak to me and I'm bored." She widens her eyes and sighs. She walks to my bag.

"Upper one." She unzips it and throw the little machine. I put in my ears and put on my music. Turisas. Stand up and fight.

Nice.

I sit back and listen to my music. I like a lot. Metal, hard punk, but also some other groups. Like Linkin Park. These guys are geniuses.

The girl looks at me and goes on eating her sweets. Really, where the fuck can she put these? I don't care and lay my head back. She doesn't want to speak and I'm not the most social guy either. I smell a bit.

Fuck, this rooms reeks. Not it's that stinks but my enhanced senses are really good by picking things up. This room is filled by special auras. While that's not a bad thing. If you mix too much good things it becomes a bad thing. I would take a smoke but that'd be rude.

I look the room. A very nice Victorian style room. Cosy. A few expensive couches, a desk and all stuff for some clubroom. Well, schools. Nice things at moments. Not that I have ever been at school.

I close my eyes, enjoying this peace. Until a door opens. I look up and see two mature women enter. No, not women. They're, if I'm not wrong, seniors at high school. The first is a black haired one with a bob cut, purple eyes after glasses. She has a slim figure. She is pretty but not my type.

She has an aura of a very strict person with some kindness inside her.

The second one is more my way. She has also black hair but longer and like the first one purple eyes. Her hair is a long ponytail and her body is way more developed. She has a more teasing aura. Is that mixed blood I sense?

Both have the same uniform like the little girl. I take off my MP3 player and see the two women walking in the room.

"I hope our guest haven't been too much trouble, Koneko-chan?" The second speaks at the girl.

"No, he just wanted to listen to his music and left me alone. If more boys were like that." I make a grin. If more boys were like me. I'm pretty unique in what I am.

The first girl sits down on the couch and the girl leaves to stand behind her joining the buxom one. The first girl sighs.

"Rias gives me such a pains at moments. She has a new toy and I can take care of her mess." I'll make sure she won't have too much trouble. I already have an idea who she is.

"Don't worry. If you want to explain what happened. I was supposedly killed by a Fallen Angel and I have been brought here by a Devil which you three are, right." The eyes of the three go wide.

"Before you ask more how I know. Well, I'm pretty sharp at picking things up. But I'm not a Devil, nor a Fallen Angel or an Angel. And I'm not a threat." The girl looked embarrassed before composing herself.

"Very sharp. But if you're not one of the Three Factions, you have to be human which is impossible as the Fallen Angel inflicted on you would be enough to kill you if you were a normal human." I nod.

"You picked that up fast. It's hard to tell you what I am as I don't know that myself. My name is Silas and I call myself a Slayer." The girl looks up and tilt her head. The two others are a bit surprised. It seems they don't know what a Slayer is.

"Normally I would be the one who would give answers and you'd be the one with questions but that doesn't seem to be the case. If you know what we are, you might have an idea in what kind of position you are."

"Sure." I begin. "I think I'm in the territory of a Devil heiress and you aren't her but you are ruling this place alongside her. The two in the back are both member of her peerage. A [Queen] and a [Rook] right. Before you ask, your energy tells me. If I'm not mistaken about you, you must be Sona Sitri. The heiress of the Sitri clan and the little sister of the Maou Leviathan."

The girls make themselves ready for an attack but I lift my hands hoping to stop them.

"Didn't I say I'm not here as threat?" She lifts her hands stopping the two. "Well, mister Silas. It seems you know a lot. More than I do myself. You might know what we are and what that means, but none of us have the idea what a Slayer is. Care to elaborate?"

I roll my eyes. Even if I say no, I'll still have to spill the beans.

"Okay. You win. I call myself a Slayer as I don't know what I really am. You can say I'm a human with a lot of upgrades. I come from a special underground program meant to throw over Heaven, Hell and the Grigori. The Three Factions caught wind of it and decided to stop us namely by killing everyone. I escaped and I have been traveling around the world and picking things up. As for a name, I don't really have one as well, but I call myself Silas Layer."

"Silas Layer. Slayer. Is that pun intended?" The raven haired girl behind the couches asks. I smile.

"Hey, it's not because I'm an artificial being doesn't mean I don't have a sense of humour." I answer and I get a giggle. "So you have a sense of humour. Ara, ara. I would love to see that."

"Pervert." The little girl deadpanned. "Completely agreed." I say.

"As for the reason their master isn't here is because the matter she attends would be making her new servants survives. You aren't going to tell me that's the pervert in that park?"

Again I surprise them by my accuracy and I close my eyes. I want to facepalm but I realise my hands are still stuck. I lift them up. "Could you undo the spelling? Haven't I proven my words are honest?" Sona must be pissed.

"I don't believe it. You have to show me proof what you're telling is true." I sigh. "Alright then." I break the spell of my hands. Before they could attack, I take of my sweater. The buxom one looks amused, the girl names as Koneko gives me a disapproving looks and Sona mimics that.

"I hope you're not trying to seduce me?" She asks. Wait. Did she make a joke? Does she have a sense of humour. I shake my head and throw my clothes away.

"Akeno. Stop gawking." I look at the girl as Akeno as she has a healthy blush on her face. I sense she would be interested in doing something to me. I smile and lean my head back. From below, my wings come.

I hate it to summon them. Unlike Devils, Angels or Fallen Angels, those stupid wings always destroy my clothes so I prefer not to use them. But she needs proof and she gets it. My wings are like bones It has a crude ways of forming them. Straight lines broken up.

Blood and muscle attached to it. I point at it. "Is that proof enough?" Sona nods and I get the wings back in and take back my clothes.

"Indeed. I have never seen anyone with that kind of wings. But what's the reason you don't like them."

"Aside from the fact they destroy my clothes. They're coming from inside my body. You can say that what they have the same pain balance as your vital organs. I hope you get what that means." Hey, if I'm spilling all the beans, better be honest."

Sona was at a loss for words but nodded. "Very well. What is it you want?" I look up surprised from those words but shake my head.

"I want nothing. I just hope to leave this place after you're done. And don't your older siblings." Sona cocked an eyebrow.

"Why?"

"Well, if your older siblings find out you were around a Slayer you would be locked up to never the daylight and I would killed." I say in a normal tone like I tell the weather. "Why would Sirzechs-sama or onee-sama do such a thing?"

"Siscon." I answer getting a blush from Sona which is barely noticeable. Akeno giggled while Koneko just pinched her nose.

Sona composed herself. "Eh, look mister Silas. I'd love to let you go but that's up to Rias. So I would ask you to stay in this town till tomorrow." I nod but couldn't suppress a yawn.

"My apologies. I have been awake for five days straight and I didn't find a good chance to shut my eyes. Do you mind if I stay this night here?"

Akeno, Koneko and Sona looked gobsmacked but Sona nodded. "Very well. I hope you don't mind if you're spending the night in the club room." I give a nod.

"Oh and it's school tomorrow so if you can stay at your location." I wave my hand up and down. "Don't worry. I think I'll sleep the whole day through. Nighty night."

I just kick my shoes off, cross my arms and turn on the couches and I fall asleep like that. I think the girls look bemused. Well, if I want to leave, I could do that easily. But I decide not to.

Hey, sleep is important.

Okay, my second published story in two days' time. I need to stop combining these chapters as it doesn't get me anywhere. I published a fic yesterday and I got around six views. Well like that I was just working out an idea.

As for this one. This is just an experiment as I'm a bit bored with Jonas. The feedback on the later chapters was rather low.

For now, this will be the only one. The coming week is the last one in three I'll be spending with my dad and that means that pc work is a lot lower than normal. So that would explain a lot.

I also want to work on the last chapter of To the other end of the world. I don't want to tell you guys to read my other fics but after that one it's going in rewrite and because that would take a long time.

I want to end with a nice big chapter of 20.000 words.

Saluut.