Irises x Dragons (FI) (High School DxD)
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TimEd
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Asia should apologize to them later. After all, what they are doing is a public service. Even Asia confirmed it to be true.
this is a weird speech line. Frayed tangent and no build up ending question.
Maybe try "ive been mostly... Kawalmers lessons... Anyway, how about your day?
Or something similar
managing(?)
should be ' at the end
looked at his expression
Might read better.
Is there a Quality over Quantity difference in shares? And how efficient is Plutias current plan compared to gatecrashing and having her other form debut as a rouge idol?
Alright, done as request.
No, she really does mean that she doesn't age in either form. Plutia in the games is quite a bit older than she appears.
TimEd
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hahahaha. Took me three tries to see it as un - aging. What the freak.
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AN: You did it now @ForgottonFuture I hope you're proud of yourself.
Plutia Actually Does Something
School wasn't too painful. The Pervert Hunters left Plutia and Asia alone. The girls appeared more mystified than anything. Asia's words caused a rather profound shift in their thinking. Whether it took root was anyone's guess. Rias was as good as her word. She had the contract ready and a complete list of Devil clients for Plutia by the end of school. The head of the ORC let Plutia know about the other Peerage in Kuoh. Sona Sitri, head of the Student Council, and the other members were all Devils. Anime trope achieved 'All powerful student council.' It was as much a surprise to Issei as well. No one remembered to tell him that!
"The Student Council is full of Devils, the ORC is full of Devils (Plutia and Asia excluded), and Kala knows more about my Sacred Gear than I do!" Issei rubbed his head with both hands in sudden frustration. Kalawarner arched an eyebrow before turning to Plutia as if asking silent permission. Plutia looked up from her book, stared at Kala, and nodded. She then went back to reading her book, noting down anything that caught her eye in a notebook she had Kalawarner buy. The Fallen nodded gratefully before turning to Issei with fire in her eyes.
"I did not give you permission to call me by such a familiar name. My lady may do so, as may Asia as she is my student, but you have no such privilege," she narrowed her aura in a tight focus right on Issei. He shook with sudden fright as if his instincts were screaming at him to run. His terror rose so high he looked as if one wrong move would shatter him. At first the other members of the ORC were watching curiously but now were beginning to move.
"Wait a minute…!" Rias protested.
"What are you doing…!?" Asia gasped.
Issei clenched his eyes shut suddenly, breaking eye contact, and cutting off the effect. He sat on the sofa trembling but no longer in out of control terror. The perverted Pawn gasped for air with shaky breaths. Kalawarner smiled faintly with approval.
"Very good, Issei. It's hard to beat an opponent who isn't using physical strength. Sometimes you have to think quickly. Closing your eyes against my gaze was a good way to escape. Because the most important you can do against a superior opponent is escape, survive, and rely on your allies," she smirked.
"Wha...wha...what…?" Issei gasped. Asia sat clutching his arm comfortingly.
"I said that only my students may call me that. I was teaching you a lesson," the Fallen explained cheerfully.
"She's good," Akeno giggled.
"This was a test?" Rias demanded.
"Everything is a test. I would not risk my lady's wrath for simple amusement," Kalawarner lowered her head submissively. The Gremory Heir rubbed her forehead.
Plutia chuckled. "Anyways, Kala, please do not frustrate Rias anymore. She's been a good hostess for us." The small goddess yawned. "So. Lemme just figure out where I want to head out.. Kala. I'm thinking we look around where the old church was before I leveled it? See if anyone needs help."
"Devils find people by handing out magical fliers. I know the principle behind it if Rias is okay with us using that method," Kalawarner looked to Rias for permission.
"That is agreeable," Rias sighed.
"If there is anything I can do to make up for taking too many liberties, please ask," Kalawarner said contritely. Rias perked up with a wicked glint in her eye.
"You seem to want to teach. You can continue teaching Issei," she smirked. The Fallen briefly looked chagrined as teaching Issei would bite into her free time. She nodded in agreement regardless.
"We get to learn together, Issei!" Asia beamed.
"That's awesome!" Issei cheered. No one missed where his eyes briefly strayed to on his new teacher's body, but it was better than when he just ogled blankly. Baby steps. Plutia still flicked the top of her doll's head, as she had kept her doll in her lap incase she needed it. Issei winced and rubbed his scalp. He turned to Plutia with a rueful expression. His awareness of magic was improving it seemed. Koneko occasionally flicked nuts at his head. The fact he picked her out over the Rook said his awareness was growing.
Too bad that was the only awareness growing.
There wasn't much to add. Rias called the meeting early but invited her friends to remain if they wanted. Plutia still had things she wanted to do and opted to leave. Her blonde shadow decided to hang back and spend more time with Issei. However her Fallen shadow could not be gotten rid of so easily. Kalawarner looked relieved to be out of the group of teenagers.
"I swear being around them brings the worst out of me," Kalawarner groaned. She laid both hands on her lower back and popped her spine. The motion doing interesting things for her bust, but apparently wasn't done consciously. She was legitimately tired from dealing with them.
Plutia yawned. "Eh.. Issei's easy to tease. Anyways, let's head to where the old church was. What do you know of the area around it?" The small CPU clutched her doll, her books having been transferred to the bag Kalawarner was carrying.
"I know it quite well. The people who live there were resentful of the church's presence. Whoever built it didn't know a thing about planning. When we took up residence we used their spite to fuel our protections. I will admit it was a surprise just how much spite they held," Kalawarner said admiringly.
Plutia nodded as they approached the area. "Any supernaturals of note? And how did they feel about you?" Plutia hummed as she then went into thought. '...Wonder why they have so much spite?'
"None nearby. Rias is careful to allow only those supernatural beings who play well with others. Some don't or just think of humans as a food source. Most supernaturals feel angered at how the Biblical Factions are in charge in the modern era. We are able to cross borders with greater impunity. Most of them are tied to the land they come from. While it doesn't technically weaken them to leave they experience less acceptance," she explained. Kalawarner tilted her head to the side curiously as they reached the site of the old church.
The area was completely leveled. It looked as if nothing was ever there in the first place. She shook her head slowly in wonder.
"My my my...I didn't realize they hated our presence quite this strongly…" Kalawarner gazed on in amazement.
Plutia sighed. "...Did you do anything to them?" She focused on her sense for auras, to see if she could sense anything weird or supernatural. The feeling she received was of great magic buried under the lot. It felt weird like it was trying to pull at her. Without warning it gave a sudden sharp tug. Kalawarner gripped Plutia's shoulder and used her aura to break the connection forcibly.
"Damn it! Those idiots actually left that thing down there? I thought the Fallen would have removed the artifact already," Kalawarner said a word terrible enough it left a sulphurous smell in the air.
Plutia shuddered. "Kala? What the fucking ever hating heights of assholery was that? The fucking hell was it trying to do to me?" Plutia braced herself, if she needed to transform. With a sick sense of dread there was nothing left. A faint trickle of power let her know it was a temporary condition but the sucking presence ripped out her energy.
"That was a cross designed to extract Sacred Gears. The process wasn't without risks as it killed the one who underwent extraction. Your divine power must have triggered the artifact," Kalawarner by reflex was holding Plutia to her side protectively.
Plutia felt her stomach get sick. "Damn thing ate all my shares…." She sighed. "Can we destroy it?" She didn't like the idea that suddenly she couldn't use HDD. 'Reminds of what ASIC did in Re:Birth 2… I don't like it…'
"We might have to as it took your energy. It might not be a good idea to let the other Factions get ahold of this," Kalawarner set Plutia to one side. She held out both hands towards the lot. Golden magic circles appeared before her palms. Words flew from her lips in a beautiful language that Plutia could just barely grasp. With a commanding shout a six foot section of the lot burst upwards in a rain of dirt.
"The wards were still intact. That explains how they managed to miss the basement at least," the Fallen observed. She turned to Pluta "Let me go first." Kalawarner walked towards the stairs cautiously. It was clear she didn't know what to expect.
Plutia for her part stayed behind her servant, her hand clasped around her doll as she tried to relieve her stress through crushing it. "If we destroy it will I get my Shares back?" She looked around to see if anything was going on.
"I have no idea what would happen if we destroyed it but there is a way to extract the stolen energy," her servant promised. Kalawarner continued to step slowly into the gloom before stopping suddenly. A faint purple light pulsed from up ahead. The light felt soothing to Plutia but also very familiar. Her energy was somehow emanating from the light.
Kalawarner's wariness ratcheted up with this revelation. It was clear they were in unfamiliar territory. The closer they got it Plutia could sense Kalawarner's energy from the crystals as well. She had used her own power to break the connection. The Cross must have siphoned off her own power as well. Kala held up a hand as they reached the bottom. Just beyond the door was the source of the light. The room was filled with crystals emerging from the ceiling, growing on the walls, and sprouting from the floor.
"Well this is new," Kalwarner remarked.
Plutia looked at the crystals with apprehension. 'Is..is...ARE THOSE FUCKING SHARE CRYSTALS?' Her gaze flicked from crystal to crystal. "Kala? I think those crystals came from the thing eating my shares….." She paled. '....Aren't Share Crystals energetic as all hell? This place could be a ticking time bomb!!'
"There is too much here for us to collect alone. How dangerous are these crystals…? I sense my energy inside of them but yours as well," Kalawarner stepped into the Danger Room completely. She gazed at the gently pulsing crystals in wonder. Something about them was calling to her. The Fallen shook her head to clear it before she tried touching one. Halfway across the grand room she stopped.
The Cross was completely broken and lay in scattered pieces on the floor. That wasn't what caught her attention however. Laying in a 'nest' of metal was a perfectly smooth oblong crystal twice Plutia's height. It was laid out lengthwise. Within the depths a humanoid shape could be seen.
"Oh Hell…" This was now so far outside of her expertise as to shatter her composure completely. She looked on in mingled curiosity and dread.
Plutia paled as she followed behind. '....Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh fucking shit. CPUs can be born from masses of share energy. Is that a goddamn CPU being born?!!!.' She slowly took a deep breath. "Kalawarner. Are you okay?" Slowly and carefully she used her aura sense, ready to turn it off at a moment's notice.
"I'm fine...What is that…?" Kalawarner asked as she carefully made her way towards the crystal.
At the moment Plutia attempted to sense the figure within the crystal flared with power. Turning from a peaceful glow to a light as blinding as the sun. The Fallen held up a hand in surprise. She exclaimed in shock, "I can't stop moving! My hand is being pulled to the crystal!" Plutia would feel the same inexorable pull. Even turning off her sensing didn't stop the feeling of sheer inevitability. Her greater senses gave the neophyte goddess more information than Kalawarner had. The being inside was calling to them. It was like the passage of time, the rise and fall of the sun, there was nothing to be done.
"Fucking hell I don't want to deal with anything like the end of Shadow of The Colossus!" Referencing one of her favorite video games, Plutia grabbed onto one of the crystal, before using her other hand and the doll to try and drag Kalawarner to her side. "I REFUSE WHATEVER IS GOING ON NEP-IT!" She tried to keep her folding stable as she pulled the Fallen Angel to her.
Kalawarner was merely awestruck by what was going on. That, and she was desperately playing a game of don't touch the Nepping crystals. "Mistress are you okay?!" She tried to pull herself back to Plutia but the force doubled in intensity. The Sharicite Plutia held was starting to heat up to unbearable levels. It wasn't burning her skin but the sensation of pure Shares pushed its way up her arm. Questing, exploring, pushing forward without pause. It connected to her empty reserves and instantly refilled her power. The suddenness caused an ache through her body as it didn't seem to stop.
Plutia's grip was anchored on the crystal as it couldn't be worse then whatever was going on with the big crystal. She clenched her teeth, and drawing on her new found shares to augment her magic, tried to drag Kala to her. 'THE NEPPING HELL IS GOING ON HERE?' Kalawarner had conjured a spear of light and jammed it into a empty spot on the floor as she grasped it, trying to slow her movement
There was a vague sense of aggravation from the Sharicite as the two immortal beings stubbornly refused to give up. Kalawarner made a larger spear, curved backward, to make moving easier. She stumbled causing the tip to jam into a piece of Sharicite in the floor. The spear instantly turned purple eliciting a scream of pure shock from the Fallen. Her eyes flashed brightly once before the woman slumped bonelessly. Plutia felt a sense of contrition as it didn't really seem to want to hurt them. The pressure increased again regardless.
"KALA!" From shock Plutia let go of the crystal, and as she went flying she aimed for her servant. When she caught up to her she latched on tight. "Kala? Kala? Kalawarner I command you to tell me your okay!" The Fallen's eyes fluttered open at her voice.
"Just overwhelmed by sensations...impressions…" She was experiencing sensory overload. With nothing to stop the pull the immortals flew across the room and impacted with the Sharicite cocoon. Surprisingly striking a hard and unyielding surface didn't hurt. Instead the two felt a surge of elation and a cheeky impression of 'oh finally.'
The flare immediately died down with Plutia and Kalawarner sprawled out in the now empty metal nest. Laying between them was a girl who appeared shorter than even Koneko. Her hair was dark black with a purple streak. She was dressed in a dark purple hoodie and teal skirt with black and purple striped leggings. A pair of fluffy black wings twitched on her back. She opened her eyes slowly. Both were as red as Plutia's. The unknown girl yawned as she sat up.
"About time you got here," she chirped. Kalawarner stared at her in stupefaction.
Plutia blinked. Then she blinked again. Then again as her mind realized she could sense her energy and Kala's in the tiny girl. A blush worked its way up her face. "Kala I think the cross spat out a baby." Before Kalawarner could say anything Plutia looked to her aura sense once more. The girl felt to be between eight to ten years old. She was also brimming with energy from Plutia and Kalawarner but more from the Fallen. The Fallen stared at their...uhhh...child. Even in her mind it was hard to swallow.
"Me a mother…?" Kalawarner let out an unhinged chuckle in surprise. The girl looked between the two of them for a moment before seeming to slump. They could barely make out her muttering "Oh Nep I'm the straightman between sadists…"
"Ahem! Right! Hi there! I was born from Shares and the lingering Divine Grace of a Fallen. Meaning I was connected to the Divine System roughly ten minutes ago. I hate exposition fairies so I'll skip it," she nodded once as if that settled everything.
"What the Hell is an 'exposition fairy?' How does she even know about the Divine System?" Kalawarner rubbed her forehead as if to stave off a migraine.
Plutia's brain was more focused on the fact she now had a kid. As a result, the only logical thing to do was to transform and hug her new daughter. Since it was such a good idea she did just that. Iris Heart looked down to the small girl clutched in her arms. "Do you have a name little one? Or should momma name you…" And since Iris Heart amplified Plutia's protective nature… shenanigans were bound to happen.
Kalawarner was staring.
The child happily buried her face in Iris Heart's chest and snuggled. Her wings fluttered lightly with suppressed glee. Kalawarner impulsively touched one of the feathery appendages. The girl beamed as if someone just gave her a tanker truck full of pudding. She sighed contentedly.
"Lucifel. My name is Lucifel," she said happily. The little one glowed briefly and in her place was a slender sixteen year old with bright purple hair wearing a black bodysuit like Nepgear's. Her eyes were the same purple as Kalawarner's and her wings were now regulation sized. "Or you could call me Iris Daughter. The whole 'sister' thing would be hard to explain." The Candidate winked.
"She can transform like Iris Heart...This feeling…" The Fallen looked between the two in thought. Plutia/Iris Heart felt more 'synthetic.' Her Divinity was real but like she received it later. Lucifel/Iris Daughter's felt more 'natural' as if it was her birthright. She wasn't a researcher like Azazel but this was intriguing enough for her.
Iris Heart merely hugged her new daughter. "Can you please de-transform? It's easier to hug you when your smaller little one. Heh, and I wouldn't want you burning through your shares so quickly…. Kalawarner? Try and see if we can take some of these crystals back with us. A power boost may be useful one day." Internally Iris Heart was worried. 'Oh nepping me I've become a parent… what do I do? How am I going to explain this to Rias? At the very least I am keeping my little one happy…'
Kalawarner turned to look at all the crystals and inwardly groaned. Trying to move this much crystal would be a nightmare and it was probably magically unstable. She turned back to Iris Heart and nodded her acquiescence.
"I can manage," she said.
"I can help Kala-momma. Is that okay, Iris-momma?" Lucifel asked. Having transformed back during Kala's introspection.
"If she knows how to move it then I would definitely appreciate the help. Otherwise I would have to ask Azazel and he would want a piece to study," Kalawarner said.
Iris Heart nodded. "That's perfectly fine little one. Just be careful. I'll go up to the surface and see if anyone noticed this." Carefully placing her daughter on the floor, Iris Heart flew to the entrance of the building her sword ready if some...unsavory…. types showed up.
"How do we do this?" Kalawarner asked.
"You touch the Sharicite and will into a smaller shape. Like this," Lucifel touched the nearest crystal and shrunk it down to the size of a deck of cards.
"That's...I was expecting it to be harder…" The Fallen was confused.
"Keep your focus on it or it take your hand off," the little one cautioned.
"Now it's difficult again," Kalawarner sighed but did as her...daughter said. This would take some getting used to but she had a living legacy now. A legacy that might attract the attention of any number of people. The Factions would be salivating for a chance to study her. She wasn't the most motherly person but dammit she wasn't completely heartless. Unknown to her a fragment of Sharicite warped in her hand and melded with her power. The crystal turned into a golden spear radiating with her fury.
"Stop making End Game weapons Kala-mama. We have work to do," Lucifel scolded.
Kalawarner stared at the crystalline spear in her hand in consternation. She couldn't even enjoy the sensation of holding a weapon on untold might without wondering what her child meant. The Fallen shrunk it down to a pendant and put it around her neck. She just hoped tomorrow made a little more sense. With Plutia around it was highly unlikely. A faint smile crossed her lips.
At least she wasn't bored anymore.[/i][/b]
Plutia Actually Does Something
School wasn't too painful. The Pervert Hunters left Plutia and Asia alone. The girls appeared more mystified than anything. Asia's words caused a rather profound shift in their thinking. Whether it took root was anyone's guess. Rias was as good as her word. She had the contract ready and a complete list of Devil clients for Plutia by the end of school. The head of the ORC let Plutia know about the other Peerage in Kuoh. Sona Sitri, head of the Student Council, and the other members were all Devils. Anime trope achieved 'All powerful student council.' It was as much a surprise to Issei as well. No one remembered to tell him that!
"The Student Council is full of Devils, the ORC is full of Devils (Plutia and Asia excluded), and Kala knows more about my Sacred Gear than I do!" Issei rubbed his head with both hands in sudden frustration. Kalawarner arched an eyebrow before turning to Plutia as if asking silent permission. Plutia looked up from her book, stared at Kala, and nodded. She then went back to reading her book, noting down anything that caught her eye in a notebook she had Kalawarner buy. The Fallen nodded gratefully before turning to Issei with fire in her eyes.
"I did not give you permission to call me by such a familiar name. My lady may do so, as may Asia as she is my student, but you have no such privilege," she narrowed her aura in a tight focus right on Issei. He shook with sudden fright as if his instincts were screaming at him to run. His terror rose so high he looked as if one wrong move would shatter him. At first the other members of the ORC were watching curiously but now were beginning to move.
"Wait a minute…!" Rias protested.
"What are you doing…!?" Asia gasped.
Issei clenched his eyes shut suddenly, breaking eye contact, and cutting off the effect. He sat on the sofa trembling but no longer in out of control terror. The perverted Pawn gasped for air with shaky breaths. Kalawarner smiled faintly with approval.
"Very good, Issei. It's hard to beat an opponent who isn't using physical strength. Sometimes you have to think quickly. Closing your eyes against my gaze was a good way to escape. Because the most important you can do against a superior opponent is escape, survive, and rely on your allies," she smirked.
"Wha...wha...what…?" Issei gasped. Asia sat clutching his arm comfortingly.
"I said that only my students may call me that. I was teaching you a lesson," the Fallen explained cheerfully.
"She's good," Akeno giggled.
"This was a test?" Rias demanded.
"Everything is a test. I would not risk my lady's wrath for simple amusement," Kalawarner lowered her head submissively. The Gremory Heir rubbed her forehead.
Plutia chuckled. "Anyways, Kala, please do not frustrate Rias anymore. She's been a good hostess for us." The small goddess yawned. "So. Lemme just figure out where I want to head out.. Kala. I'm thinking we look around where the old church was before I leveled it? See if anyone needs help."
"Devils find people by handing out magical fliers. I know the principle behind it if Rias is okay with us using that method," Kalawarner looked to Rias for permission.
"That is agreeable," Rias sighed.
"If there is anything I can do to make up for taking too many liberties, please ask," Kalawarner said contritely. Rias perked up with a wicked glint in her eye.
"You seem to want to teach. You can continue teaching Issei," she smirked. The Fallen briefly looked chagrined as teaching Issei would bite into her free time. She nodded in agreement regardless.
"We get to learn together, Issei!" Asia beamed.
"That's awesome!" Issei cheered. No one missed where his eyes briefly strayed to on his new teacher's body, but it was better than when he just ogled blankly. Baby steps. Plutia still flicked the top of her doll's head, as she had kept her doll in her lap incase she needed it. Issei winced and rubbed his scalp. He turned to Plutia with a rueful expression. His awareness of magic was improving it seemed. Koneko occasionally flicked nuts at his head. The fact he picked her out over the Rook said his awareness was growing.
Too bad that was the only awareness growing.
There wasn't much to add. Rias called the meeting early but invited her friends to remain if they wanted. Plutia still had things she wanted to do and opted to leave. Her blonde shadow decided to hang back and spend more time with Issei. However her Fallen shadow could not be gotten rid of so easily. Kalawarner looked relieved to be out of the group of teenagers.
"I swear being around them brings the worst out of me," Kalawarner groaned. She laid both hands on her lower back and popped her spine. The motion doing interesting things for her bust, but apparently wasn't done consciously. She was legitimately tired from dealing with them.
Plutia yawned. "Eh.. Issei's easy to tease. Anyways, let's head to where the old church was. What do you know of the area around it?" The small CPU clutched her doll, her books having been transferred to the bag Kalawarner was carrying.
"I know it quite well. The people who live there were resentful of the church's presence. Whoever built it didn't know a thing about planning. When we took up residence we used their spite to fuel our protections. I will admit it was a surprise just how much spite they held," Kalawarner said admiringly.
Plutia nodded as they approached the area. "Any supernaturals of note? And how did they feel about you?" Plutia hummed as she then went into thought. '...Wonder why they have so much spite?'
"None nearby. Rias is careful to allow only those supernatural beings who play well with others. Some don't or just think of humans as a food source. Most supernaturals feel angered at how the Biblical Factions are in charge in the modern era. We are able to cross borders with greater impunity. Most of them are tied to the land they come from. While it doesn't technically weaken them to leave they experience less acceptance," she explained. Kalawarner tilted her head to the side curiously as they reached the site of the old church.
The area was completely leveled. It looked as if nothing was ever there in the first place. She shook her head slowly in wonder.
"My my my...I didn't realize they hated our presence quite this strongly…" Kalawarner gazed on in amazement.
Plutia sighed. "...Did you do anything to them?" She focused on her sense for auras, to see if she could sense anything weird or supernatural. The feeling she received was of great magic buried under the lot. It felt weird like it was trying to pull at her. Without warning it gave a sudden sharp tug. Kalawarner gripped Plutia's shoulder and used her aura to break the connection forcibly.
"Damn it! Those idiots actually left that thing down there? I thought the Fallen would have removed the artifact already," Kalawarner said a word terrible enough it left a sulphurous smell in the air.
Plutia shuddered. "Kala? What the fucking ever hating heights of assholery was that? The fucking hell was it trying to do to me?" Plutia braced herself, if she needed to transform. With a sick sense of dread there was nothing left. A faint trickle of power let her know it was a temporary condition but the sucking presence ripped out her energy.
"That was a cross designed to extract Sacred Gears. The process wasn't without risks as it killed the one who underwent extraction. Your divine power must have triggered the artifact," Kalawarner by reflex was holding Plutia to her side protectively.
Plutia felt her stomach get sick. "Damn thing ate all my shares…." She sighed. "Can we destroy it?" She didn't like the idea that suddenly she couldn't use HDD. 'Reminds of what ASIC did in Re:Birth 2… I don't like it…'
"We might have to as it took your energy. It might not be a good idea to let the other Factions get ahold of this," Kalawarner set Plutia to one side. She held out both hands towards the lot. Golden magic circles appeared before her palms. Words flew from her lips in a beautiful language that Plutia could just barely grasp. With a commanding shout a six foot section of the lot burst upwards in a rain of dirt.
"The wards were still intact. That explains how they managed to miss the basement at least," the Fallen observed. She turned to Pluta "Let me go first." Kalawarner walked towards the stairs cautiously. It was clear she didn't know what to expect.
Plutia for her part stayed behind her servant, her hand clasped around her doll as she tried to relieve her stress through crushing it. "If we destroy it will I get my Shares back?" She looked around to see if anything was going on.
"I have no idea what would happen if we destroyed it but there is a way to extract the stolen energy," her servant promised. Kalawarner continued to step slowly into the gloom before stopping suddenly. A faint purple light pulsed from up ahead. The light felt soothing to Plutia but also very familiar. Her energy was somehow emanating from the light.
Kalawarner's wariness ratcheted up with this revelation. It was clear they were in unfamiliar territory. The closer they got it Plutia could sense Kalawarner's energy from the crystals as well. She had used her own power to break the connection. The Cross must have siphoned off her own power as well. Kala held up a hand as they reached the bottom. Just beyond the door was the source of the light. The room was filled with crystals emerging from the ceiling, growing on the walls, and sprouting from the floor.
"Well this is new," Kalwarner remarked.
Plutia looked at the crystals with apprehension. 'Is..is...ARE THOSE FUCKING SHARE CRYSTALS?' Her gaze flicked from crystal to crystal. "Kala? I think those crystals came from the thing eating my shares….." She paled. '....Aren't Share Crystals energetic as all hell? This place could be a ticking time bomb!!'
"There is too much here for us to collect alone. How dangerous are these crystals…? I sense my energy inside of them but yours as well," Kalawarner stepped into the Danger Room completely. She gazed at the gently pulsing crystals in wonder. Something about them was calling to her. The Fallen shook her head to clear it before she tried touching one. Halfway across the grand room she stopped.
The Cross was completely broken and lay in scattered pieces on the floor. That wasn't what caught her attention however. Laying in a 'nest' of metal was a perfectly smooth oblong crystal twice Plutia's height. It was laid out lengthwise. Within the depths a humanoid shape could be seen.
"Oh Hell…" This was now so far outside of her expertise as to shatter her composure completely. She looked on in mingled curiosity and dread.
Plutia paled as she followed behind. '....Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh fucking shit. CPUs can be born from masses of share energy. Is that a goddamn CPU being born?!!!.' She slowly took a deep breath. "Kalawarner. Are you okay?" Slowly and carefully she used her aura sense, ready to turn it off at a moment's notice.
"I'm fine...What is that…?" Kalawarner asked as she carefully made her way towards the crystal.
At the moment Plutia attempted to sense the figure within the crystal flared with power. Turning from a peaceful glow to a light as blinding as the sun. The Fallen held up a hand in surprise. She exclaimed in shock, "I can't stop moving! My hand is being pulled to the crystal!" Plutia would feel the same inexorable pull. Even turning off her sensing didn't stop the feeling of sheer inevitability. Her greater senses gave the neophyte goddess more information than Kalawarner had. The being inside was calling to them. It was like the passage of time, the rise and fall of the sun, there was nothing to be done.
"Fucking hell I don't want to deal with anything like the end of Shadow of The Colossus!" Referencing one of her favorite video games, Plutia grabbed onto one of the crystal, before using her other hand and the doll to try and drag Kalawarner to her side. "I REFUSE WHATEVER IS GOING ON NEP-IT!" She tried to keep her folding stable as she pulled the Fallen Angel to her.
Kalawarner was merely awestruck by what was going on. That, and she was desperately playing a game of don't touch the Nepping crystals. "Mistress are you okay?!" She tried to pull herself back to Plutia but the force doubled in intensity. The Sharicite Plutia held was starting to heat up to unbearable levels. It wasn't burning her skin but the sensation of pure Shares pushed its way up her arm. Questing, exploring, pushing forward without pause. It connected to her empty reserves and instantly refilled her power. The suddenness caused an ache through her body as it didn't seem to stop.
Plutia's grip was anchored on the crystal as it couldn't be worse then whatever was going on with the big crystal. She clenched her teeth, and drawing on her new found shares to augment her magic, tried to drag Kala to her. 'THE NEPPING HELL IS GOING ON HERE?' Kalawarner had conjured a spear of light and jammed it into a empty spot on the floor as she grasped it, trying to slow her movement
There was a vague sense of aggravation from the Sharicite as the two immortal beings stubbornly refused to give up. Kalawarner made a larger spear, curved backward, to make moving easier. She stumbled causing the tip to jam into a piece of Sharicite in the floor. The spear instantly turned purple eliciting a scream of pure shock from the Fallen. Her eyes flashed brightly once before the woman slumped bonelessly. Plutia felt a sense of contrition as it didn't really seem to want to hurt them. The pressure increased again regardless.
"KALA!" From shock Plutia let go of the crystal, and as she went flying she aimed for her servant. When she caught up to her she latched on tight. "Kala? Kala? Kalawarner I command you to tell me your okay!" The Fallen's eyes fluttered open at her voice.
"Just overwhelmed by sensations...impressions…" She was experiencing sensory overload. With nothing to stop the pull the immortals flew across the room and impacted with the Sharicite cocoon. Surprisingly striking a hard and unyielding surface didn't hurt. Instead the two felt a surge of elation and a cheeky impression of 'oh finally.'
The flare immediately died down with Plutia and Kalawarner sprawled out in the now empty metal nest. Laying between them was a girl who appeared shorter than even Koneko. Her hair was dark black with a purple streak. She was dressed in a dark purple hoodie and teal skirt with black and purple striped leggings. A pair of fluffy black wings twitched on her back. She opened her eyes slowly. Both were as red as Plutia's. The unknown girl yawned as she sat up.
"About time you got here," she chirped. Kalawarner stared at her in stupefaction.
Plutia blinked. Then she blinked again. Then again as her mind realized she could sense her energy and Kala's in the tiny girl. A blush worked its way up her face. "Kala I think the cross spat out a baby." Before Kalawarner could say anything Plutia looked to her aura sense once more. The girl felt to be between eight to ten years old. She was also brimming with energy from Plutia and Kalawarner but more from the Fallen. The Fallen stared at their...uhhh...child. Even in her mind it was hard to swallow.
"Me a mother…?" Kalawarner let out an unhinged chuckle in surprise. The girl looked between the two of them for a moment before seeming to slump. They could barely make out her muttering "Oh Nep I'm the straightman between sadists…"
"Ahem! Right! Hi there! I was born from Shares and the lingering Divine Grace of a Fallen. Meaning I was connected to the Divine System roughly ten minutes ago. I hate exposition fairies so I'll skip it," she nodded once as if that settled everything.
"What the Hell is an 'exposition fairy?' How does she even know about the Divine System?" Kalawarner rubbed her forehead as if to stave off a migraine.
Plutia's brain was more focused on the fact she now had a kid. As a result, the only logical thing to do was to transform and hug her new daughter. Since it was such a good idea she did just that. Iris Heart looked down to the small girl clutched in her arms. "Do you have a name little one? Or should momma name you…" And since Iris Heart amplified Plutia's protective nature… shenanigans were bound to happen.
Kalawarner was staring.
The child happily buried her face in Iris Heart's chest and snuggled. Her wings fluttered lightly with suppressed glee. Kalawarner impulsively touched one of the feathery appendages. The girl beamed as if someone just gave her a tanker truck full of pudding. She sighed contentedly.
"Lucifel. My name is Lucifel," she said happily. The little one glowed briefly and in her place was a slender sixteen year old with bright purple hair wearing a black bodysuit like Nepgear's. Her eyes were the same purple as Kalawarner's and her wings were now regulation sized. "Or you could call me Iris Daughter. The whole 'sister' thing would be hard to explain." The Candidate winked.
"She can transform like Iris Heart...This feeling…" The Fallen looked between the two in thought. Plutia/Iris Heart felt more 'synthetic.' Her Divinity was real but like she received it later. Lucifel/Iris Daughter's felt more 'natural' as if it was her birthright. She wasn't a researcher like Azazel but this was intriguing enough for her.
Iris Heart merely hugged her new daughter. "Can you please de-transform? It's easier to hug you when your smaller little one. Heh, and I wouldn't want you burning through your shares so quickly…. Kalawarner? Try and see if we can take some of these crystals back with us. A power boost may be useful one day." Internally Iris Heart was worried. 'Oh nepping me I've become a parent… what do I do? How am I going to explain this to Rias? At the very least I am keeping my little one happy…'
Kalawarner turned to look at all the crystals and inwardly groaned. Trying to move this much crystal would be a nightmare and it was probably magically unstable. She turned back to Iris Heart and nodded her acquiescence.
"I can manage," she said.
"I can help Kala-momma. Is that okay, Iris-momma?" Lucifel asked. Having transformed back during Kala's introspection.
"If she knows how to move it then I would definitely appreciate the help. Otherwise I would have to ask Azazel and he would want a piece to study," Kalawarner said.
Iris Heart nodded. "That's perfectly fine little one. Just be careful. I'll go up to the surface and see if anyone noticed this." Carefully placing her daughter on the floor, Iris Heart flew to the entrance of the building her sword ready if some...unsavory…. types showed up.
"How do we do this?" Kalawarner asked.
"You touch the Sharicite and will into a smaller shape. Like this," Lucifel touched the nearest crystal and shrunk it down to the size of a deck of cards.
"That's...I was expecting it to be harder…" The Fallen was confused.
"Keep your focus on it or it take your hand off," the little one cautioned.
"Now it's difficult again," Kalawarner sighed but did as her...daughter said. This would take some getting used to but she had a living legacy now. A legacy that might attract the attention of any number of people. The Factions would be salivating for a chance to study her. She wasn't the most motherly person but dammit she wasn't completely heartless. Unknown to her a fragment of Sharicite warped in her hand and melded with her power. The crystal turned into a golden spear radiating with her fury.
"Stop making End Game weapons Kala-mama. We have work to do," Lucifel scolded.
Kalawarner stared at the crystalline spear in her hand in consternation. She couldn't even enjoy the sensation of holding a weapon on untold might without wondering what her child meant. The Fallen shrunk it down to a pendant and put it around her neck. She just hoped tomorrow made a little more sense. With Plutia around it was highly unlikely. A faint smile crossed her lips.
At least she wasn't bored anymore.[/i][/b]
ForgottonFuture
Sleepy Queen of Destruction
- Location
- The Future.
- Pronouns
- She/her
*PANICKING PLUTIA SOUNDS*
Welp. Least it's not Peashy. Otherwise my back would have been snapped.
Welp. Least it's not Peashy. Otherwise my back would have been snapped.
girador
There are only four circles in this picture
- Location
- behind a screen
Do you have any idea what you have just done!!!!!!!!!!!! Words do not exist to describe the sheer bullshit that just happened! A new god connected to YAHWEH's system completely throws DxD canon out of the galaxy let alone the window. 
ForgottonFuture
Sleepy Queen of Destruction
- Location
- The Future.
- Pronouns
- She/her
Don't know and I was thinking about that the moment I realized a fuck ton of shareicite formed under the church.
- Location
- Queensland, Australia
Okay, so uh... Congratulations on two accounts?
Firstly, congrats on the child! Secondly, Congratulations. You just used an antimatter industrial press to 'hammer' the plot back into shape. Or more accurately, you just hammered the plot into non-existence...
Firstly, congrats on the child! Secondly, Congratulations. You just used an antimatter industrial press to 'hammer' the plot back into shape. Or more accurately, you just hammered the plot into non-existence...
So, when's Michael or one of the other Archangels going to show up? Because there is no way in heaven or hell at least one of them didn't detect Lucifel connecting to the Divine System. Oh, and there's the connection to the Fallen and Azazel right there in Kala-Momma and the fact this all happened in Kuoh brings in Serafall Levia-tan and Sirzechs Lucifer...
girador
There are only four circles in this picture
- Location
- behind a screen
Personally i hope @dingbat779 responds to my post.
ForgottonFuture
Sleepy Queen of Destruction
- Location
- The Future.
- Pronouns
- She/her
Ding's probably tired. Be patient.
- Location
- PA
Take a Divinity from Neptunia. Plutia is a Goddess in every sense of the word. Transplant her into a universe where gods are a real thing. She gets a faint connection to the Divine as her power came from an external source (CPU Memory).
Kalawarner is a Fallen Angel but still connected to the system from a main source. She still holds a trace of the former grace allowing her to use Light even if it can be used to kill her now.
Throw in Sharicite grown in the bottom of a Church. While the people of Kuoh might have shunned its presence it still holds the collective belief of the world.
Add in a cauldron and stir. Out comes a newborn Goddess who is connected directly to the system. She knows this and Kalawarner is aware too. Which is why she freaked out at the end of the chapter. Lucifel is a pure little cinnamon roll.
This has not gone unnoticed.
Kalawarner is a Fallen Angel but still connected to the system from a main source. She still holds a trace of the former grace allowing her to use Light even if it can be used to kill her now.
Throw in Sharicite grown in the bottom of a Church. While the people of Kuoh might have shunned its presence it still holds the collective belief of the world.
Add in a cauldron and stir. Out comes a newborn Goddess who is connected directly to the system. She knows this and Kalawarner is aware too. Which is why she freaked out at the end of the chapter. Lucifel is a pure little cinnamon roll.
This has not gone unnoticed.
girador
There are only four circles in this picture
- Location
- behind a screen
I look forwards to the upcoming shitstorm.
C4d
Has approximate knowledge of many things.
- Location
- Germany
What are people going to say when they learn that Kalawarner had a child with someone so much younger than her? Imagine the scandal!
Also a new true divinity connecting to gods system that has notably been lacking one since he bit the dirt could definitely not kick off a massive shitstorm in no way whatsoever!
Emergency Meetings
- Location
- PA
AN: @ForgottonFuture learns a valuable lesson.
Emergency Meetings
In a place far from Kuoh sat an office. It was easily identifiable as such because of the wide desk and filing cabinets. The only thing that set it apart from others was the white expanse of glass flooring and white furniture. A wide glass window showed a vast expanse of blue sky and clouds. All was peaceful and tranquil. Neptune would have hated how boring it was but the owner of the office liked it well enough. He was unearthly handsome with long blond hair and blue eyes signing some forms on the desk.
"What is this?" He picked his head up as a shimmer passed through the air. His finely tuned senses allowed him to understand the warning. The door at the far end of the office crashed open as a beautiful woman, clearly related to him, rushed in with a look of surprise on her face.
"Michael! The Divine System…!" She burst out.
"I know, Gabriel. I know. Please contact the Devils immediately. I imagine they will be in a similar state," Michael's calm voice calmed his sister's mounting panic. The second highest ranking Angel in Heaven took a breath and let it out slowly.
"Was I reading the signs correctly?" Gabriel asked in a hushed whisper.
"If it was the same thing I read then yes. We must pay a visit to Kuoh immediately," Michael steepled his fingers.
"I will contact the Underworld," she inclined her head before turning to leave. The door shut quietly leaving her brother to his thoughts.
"Why now?" He turned a lost gaze to the window. After all this time…
Michael closed his eyes and sighed.
The office was almost almost a complete polar opposite of the heavenly side. Dark wood and thick carpet made up the decor. The desk was a stately old thing that saw many years of paperwork. However both shared a single commonality. Their occupants enjoyed seeing the sun shine in through the window. The incredibly handsome man seated at the desk rubbed his forehead tiredly. He had deep crimson hair and blue eyes much like a certain Rias Gremory.
"What should we do, Sirzechs? The Angel Faction is requesting permission to enter Kuoh and I don't think they will accept vague promises," the woman in his office held her dark hair in twintails. Purple eyes shone with concern.
"Ask them if they would please wait until we can arrive in Kuoh. We can handle the investigation together, Serafall," Sirzechs said.
"I hope we can put them off for a time. Our sisters should be warned of their interest," Serafall said seriously. Her concern was mainly on how Sona would react to two of the four Satans coming to Kuoh let alone the Angels.
"We need to give them a breather given their recent difficulty with the Fallen. Please inform Azazel that we will not tolerate his desire to satisfy his curiousity. Just phrase it more diplomatically than that please," Sirzechs started searching his desk for migraine medicine. Thinking about what the Governor General of the Grigori would do gave him a headache.
"Azazel isn't that bad," Serafall pouted. Sirzechs favored her with a baleful look.
"Is that so?" He asked mildly.
"I'll ask him to stay out of Kuoh," she relented.
"If he isn't already there…" Sirzechs sighed as he knew the Fallen Leader's personality quite well.
There wasn't much Serafall could say to that.
The streets of Kuoh were quiet this late in the day. School let out hours ago and even the adults were home from work. The setting sun cast a lovely orange glow over the city. However the shadows were growing deeper the closer night approached. Skulking in the darkness was a shadowed figure dressed in concealing colors.
"Not skulking...Sneaking. Skulking sounds like I'm doing something wrong. Then again 'sneaking' is bad too…" The figure muttered as her internal monologue was interrupted.
Trying to get closer to the church would take every last ounce of her cunning. The impressive figure of Iris Heart could be made out in the distance.
"Just two blocks...I just have to make it two blocks...Man and I don't even have a cardboard box…" She muttered before detaching briefly from the dark wall and sprinting quietly down the alley. The figure eyed the fire escape a moment before deciding that would do nicely. As long as she avoided profiling against the rooftop no one should notice her.
"I'm not a n00b afterall," she nodded in approval of her own wisdom and scaled the fire escape with surprising swiftness. The stealthy figure hopped the short distance between rooftops while staying far enough away from the street to avoid detection. Her clothing was a black thigh length hoodie with lavender shoulders, elbows, and highlights. She kept her hair under the hood and a scarf over her lower mouth.
"Now let's see~..." the spy crawled up to the edge of the roof and peered over. She hunkered down and got comfortable.
Iris Heart was floating above the entrance, her gaze flicking from one street to another. She was clearly on guard. "Tch… I'm on edge… what happened was nowhere near subtle… so where's the response?" The goddess mused.
The observer kept her outbursts to herself. Her target for observation was already on a hair trigger. She tried to stay perfectly still. Missions were compromised by such stupid things as shifting uneasily, sneezes, and pure chance. A sweatdrop wormed its way down the back of her neck. Even with the antihistamin she took to avoid sneezing, and emptying her bladder beforehand, there was nothing to save her from random chance. A random crow cawed in the distance.
Iris Heart's glare locked onto where the noise came from, before noticing the spy. Before the spy knew it Iris Heart was rocketing through the air, aimed right at her.
The spy gawked. How did bodacious hotty go from reacting to a crow cawing from behind to heading in her direction? She ducked behind the raised wall and hunkered down in a tiny ball. With any luck the red eyed woman would fly right by her.
Aaaand then she felt someone lightly kick her. "Hello. Now. You're going to answer some questions for me. Like who are you, why are you watching me, and why shouldn't I run you through~" Iris Heart looked down on the spy, a not very nice smile on her face.
The spy dived to the side and rolled to her feet. She tried not to panic as getting up and close and personal with her target was not in the cards. Her hood fell back revealing waves of red-violet hair were revealed. She had a black circular ornament pinning back her bangs with a blue crystal. Her eyes were indigo. To Iris Heart she looked vaguely like Neptune and Nepgear but not. Her figure was more mature. Closer to the Adult Neptune.
"You wanna know who I am? I'm flattered that a goddess wants to know about lil' ol' me. My name's Uranus and I was asked to do a favor for a friend," she smiled but the way her knees shook said she wasn't calm. Iris Heart's passive aura was enough to scare the shit out of her.
Iris Heart frowned as her thoughts started racing. 'Uranus? That was the CPU before Neptune in the games.. And she does look like Neptune and Nepgear… Hmmm.' Iris Heart's free hand grabbed the air, and Uranus felt a slight pressure on her neck. "Now… who is that friend of yours? And what exactly was the favor?" Uranus clutched her neck.
"The...friend...is...Azazel...of the...Grigori…" She managed to squeeze out through her clenched throat. Suddenly Kalawarner's voice intruded.
"Iris Heart! Put her down! That's Azazel's daughter!" The Fallen turned maid would never raise her voice to Iris Heart unless she was desperate.
Iris Heart bristled at being told what to do, but she let Uranus go. "Doing a mission for your father? Such a good daughter you are.. May I ask just what the leader of the Grigori wants with me?" The goddess turned to Kalawarner and whispered in her ears. "You left Lucifel alone? I thought I ordered you to stay with her!?!"
Uranus dropped to her knees desperately sucking in air. Lucifel fluttered down beside her to rub the girl's back. The daughter of Iris and Kalawarner murmured soothingly to her.
"I was only doing what you told me. She suddenly took off for this rooftop and told me to stop you," Kalawarner didn't budge.
"C-crap...it was like the time I told Kokabiel to smile…" Uranus muttered.
"Take your time and just breathe," Lucifel said calmly. Iris Heart did not look comfortable with her daughter so close to someone she didn't know.
"Dad couldn't come here himself because of 'reasons' so I offered to look into the situation myself. I was just trying to help," she shook briefly.
Iris Heart nodded. "Understandable. And again, what does your father want with me and my daughter?" Iris Heart stiffened as she realized what she said. Lucifel looked up to her mother and smiled, calming the worrying goddess slightly. Uranus stared at her in pure shock.
"Didn't Kalawarner tell you? You didn't tell her! Of course you didn't tell her," Uranus jumped from one thought to another. She facepalmed in deep despair.
"This is not the time or place to talk about it. I was going to wait until we were somewhere safe. How did you find out so quickly?" Kalawarner demanded. The younger Fallen subsided.
"Maybe we should leave. This really isn't the place to explain," Kalawarner sighed.
Uranus stood and stretched.
"We can use my apartment. Unless you have a place," she offered.
Iris Heart turned to Kalawarner once more. "Kalawarner? Can we trust her."
Meanwhile Lucifel got up and hugged Iris Heart. "Iris-mama calm down, it's not good for you to be stressed out." Kalawarner muttered under breath about 'she's stressed out?' before subsiding.
"Azazel wouldn't want to inadvertently start a war. Uranus is trustworthy in that she wouldn't want to cause an issue. Why were you hiding anyway?" Kalawarner turned to the teen.
"Dad was very specific. Find out about her and try not to get killed. Since, y'know, the last team sent to Kuoh died messily. You didn't report back so we were blind," Uranus complained.
"The last team picked a fight with Iris Heart," the older Fallen said.
"No one told us anything!" She waved her arms animatedly.
"If someone told you about Iris-mama you would have approached her?" Lucifel tilted her head.
"Yes!" Uranus exclaimed with an aggrieved expression. Kalawarner coughed lightly into her hand to hide the faintest tinge of red.
Iris Heart nodded. "Bring us to your apartment then." Lucifel beamed at successfully calming down her mother.
The apartment was near the center of Kuoh. Uranus brought them in through the balcony window since all of them could fly. She had four wings as expected given who her father was. The inside of the apartment was stacked with gaming gear and manga.
"Got enough junk?" Kalawarner snarked.
"Junk? I got this from my dad! Seriously. Besides this isn't 'junk,'" Uranus flicked a switch on the wall. Runes flashed into existence along the walls and windows. She folded her arms with a smirk.
"What is this…?" Lucifel eyed the markings with interest.
"Anti-scrying wards, techbane, and anti-surveillance. The only devices that can get a signal in here are my own. It's foolproof!" Uranus laughed like a mad scientist. Kala rubbed her face in disbelief.
Iris Heart nodded as her eyes moved over the game consoles, reminding her of the gaming setup she had.. Back home. In a flash of light Plutia de-transformed, and sat down in one of the chairs. Lucifiel cuddled up to her mother, the two small girls fitting on the chair. "So. What do you need to explain."
Uranus proves to be a good hostess by bringing them tea while Kalawarner makes herself comfortable on her sofa. The younger Fallen took a seat after making sure everyone had drinks.
"Uranus is already aware of this but for the most part we've kept it a secret from the younger generation," Kalawarner said.
"A stupid decision really," Uranus commented. Lucifel and Kala stared at her until she fidgeted and subsided.
"It was a stupid decision but I wasn't going to tell the Faction Heads that. I like living thank you," she remarked before turning back to Plutia. "The God that you so despise is dead."
Plutia's face could best be summed up as a mix of rage, sorrow, and happiness. "Well, that's going to break Asia's heart…" She murmured, before frowning. "Dam-" Plutia caught herself. "Darn it. I wanted to interrogate Him and ask why He was so horrible at his job." Lucifel hugged her comfortingly.
"Hey he wasn't terrible at his job," Uranus argued. Kala held up a hand to forestall the younger girl.
"He sacrificed nearly all of his power to seal away a great evil. Unfortunately it left with him with almost no strength left and the war between the Factions killed him. If the truth got out it wouldn't just cause trouble in the supernatural world. The mundane world would tear itself apart. The faithful finding out there was no God, those who despise the church, it would be chaos. Michael is acting as God in His stead so the system hasn't broken down completely," Kala said.
"Yet," Uranus muttered.
Plutia's fingers dug into the arm of the chair. "And by keeping the fact that He is dead a secret you allow the wicked to justify themselves with His name." She sighed, and took a deep breath. "And what does this have to do with my daughter?"
"The Angels don't like it anymore than you do but causing mass hysteria is infinitely worse. Anyway…" Kalawarner turned away a moment as if wrestling with something. Thankfully Uranus remained silent. Both looked dazed by what they were contemplating.
"A-anyway...ahem. I 'felt' the moment Lucifel connected to the Divine System. The system that He created," she turned back to Plutia with a dead serious expression.
Plutia sighed. "And what does it do?" Uranus had a 'did she really just ask that?' look on her face.
"The Divine System is God's controls. Michael is able to use them, as first Angel, but not to the same extent God can. There has been no God connected to the system since He died," Kala glanced over at Lucifel who had the temerity to flash a cheeky grin and wave. Uranus smothered a laugh.
"And until Lucifel was born basically ten minutes ago…" Plutia guessed and sighed, rubbing her forehead.
"Her birth would not have gone unnoticed. The fact that Azazel had someone investigate is proof enough. Everyone is going to want to know where she stands. As her mothers our actions will be scrutinized even more closely. If we cause too much trouble it would only make things difficult for Lucifel in the long run. As much as I hate to say this I'm going to have to start behaving myself," Kalawarner sighed.
"I don't want to make trouble for you, Kala-mama," Lucifel looked distressed.
"You're no trouble, Lucifel," her quick assurance seemed to help.
Plutia merely hugged Lucifel. "Anyone tries to harm you? They can join the dead god in his never ending slumber." Lucifel merely cuddled up to her mother in response. "Also. Lucifel. No messing with the divine system. We don't want to blow up the planet or something dumb like that."
"I'm not the one strangling random people," Lucifel snarked.
There wasn't much to be said about that.
"Yeah...No harm no foul...I won't tell my dad. Let's not start everyone off on the wrong foot, right?" Uranus rubbed her neck in remembrance.
Plutia merely chuckled. "Sorry about that anyways… I was still on edge."
"We need a plan. Lucifel is still too young and inexperienced. She needs us to protect her now more than ever," Kalawarner said. The youngest in the room looked at her mothers trustingly.
Plutia rubbed her forehead. "I'll still be going to school if only to nail down how to speak Japanese. When I'm at school Kala you'll look after Lucifel. If anyone tries to do anything to her? Make them regret it."
"Gladly. However where will we be staying? I'm not sure how we would explain Lucifel to the Hyoudou family," Kala said.
"Can't she put her wings away?" Uranus asked. Lucifel scrunched up her face and stuck her tongue out in concentration. She rotated her shoulders a couple times and made a face like she was heavily constipated. Finally the moment passed as her wings disappeared.
"There! All done," Lucifel beamed. "I did good?" She preened. Uranus buried her face in a throw pillow to smother her sudden fit of laughter. Plutia merely nodded and gave her daughter a pat on the head.
"As for how we explain Lucifel to our hosts… perhaps a part of the truth?" Plutia's eyes flickered from Lucifel to Kala.
Kalawarner nodded in agreement. It would be easier to say that Lucifel was her daughter. Trying to explain her unusual relationship with Plutia would require either hypnotism or lots of vodka. Uranus managed to get her laughter under control.
"I guess it's time to come in our of the cold. If I don't reveal myself now dad would have trouble down the line. Ah well. It was nice being a free agent while it lasted," Uranus shook her head.
If the Fallen Angel woman and teen were right Plutia's task grew even more difficult. She would need to grow stronger and quickly. Clearly the prologue was over and now it was time for the real game to begin.
Emergency Meetings
In a place far from Kuoh sat an office. It was easily identifiable as such because of the wide desk and filing cabinets. The only thing that set it apart from others was the white expanse of glass flooring and white furniture. A wide glass window showed a vast expanse of blue sky and clouds. All was peaceful and tranquil. Neptune would have hated how boring it was but the owner of the office liked it well enough. He was unearthly handsome with long blond hair and blue eyes signing some forms on the desk.
"What is this?" He picked his head up as a shimmer passed through the air. His finely tuned senses allowed him to understand the warning. The door at the far end of the office crashed open as a beautiful woman, clearly related to him, rushed in with a look of surprise on her face.
"Michael! The Divine System…!" She burst out.
"I know, Gabriel. I know. Please contact the Devils immediately. I imagine they will be in a similar state," Michael's calm voice calmed his sister's mounting panic. The second highest ranking Angel in Heaven took a breath and let it out slowly.
"Was I reading the signs correctly?" Gabriel asked in a hushed whisper.
"If it was the same thing I read then yes. We must pay a visit to Kuoh immediately," Michael steepled his fingers.
"I will contact the Underworld," she inclined her head before turning to leave. The door shut quietly leaving her brother to his thoughts.
"Why now?" He turned a lost gaze to the window. After all this time…
Michael closed his eyes and sighed.
The office was almost almost a complete polar opposite of the heavenly side. Dark wood and thick carpet made up the decor. The desk was a stately old thing that saw many years of paperwork. However both shared a single commonality. Their occupants enjoyed seeing the sun shine in through the window. The incredibly handsome man seated at the desk rubbed his forehead tiredly. He had deep crimson hair and blue eyes much like a certain Rias Gremory.
"What should we do, Sirzechs? The Angel Faction is requesting permission to enter Kuoh and I don't think they will accept vague promises," the woman in his office held her dark hair in twintails. Purple eyes shone with concern.
"Ask them if they would please wait until we can arrive in Kuoh. We can handle the investigation together, Serafall," Sirzechs said.
"I hope we can put them off for a time. Our sisters should be warned of their interest," Serafall said seriously. Her concern was mainly on how Sona would react to two of the four Satans coming to Kuoh let alone the Angels.
"We need to give them a breather given their recent difficulty with the Fallen. Please inform Azazel that we will not tolerate his desire to satisfy his curiousity. Just phrase it more diplomatically than that please," Sirzechs started searching his desk for migraine medicine. Thinking about what the Governor General of the Grigori would do gave him a headache.
"Azazel isn't that bad," Serafall pouted. Sirzechs favored her with a baleful look.
"Is that so?" He asked mildly.
"I'll ask him to stay out of Kuoh," she relented.
"If he isn't already there…" Sirzechs sighed as he knew the Fallen Leader's personality quite well.
There wasn't much Serafall could say to that.
The streets of Kuoh were quiet this late in the day. School let out hours ago and even the adults were home from work. The setting sun cast a lovely orange glow over the city. However the shadows were growing deeper the closer night approached. Skulking in the darkness was a shadowed figure dressed in concealing colors.
"Not skulking...Sneaking. Skulking sounds like I'm doing something wrong. Then again 'sneaking' is bad too…" The figure muttered as her internal monologue was interrupted.
Trying to get closer to the church would take every last ounce of her cunning. The impressive figure of Iris Heart could be made out in the distance.
"Just two blocks...I just have to make it two blocks...Man and I don't even have a cardboard box…" She muttered before detaching briefly from the dark wall and sprinting quietly down the alley. The figure eyed the fire escape a moment before deciding that would do nicely. As long as she avoided profiling against the rooftop no one should notice her.
"I'm not a n00b afterall," she nodded in approval of her own wisdom and scaled the fire escape with surprising swiftness. The stealthy figure hopped the short distance between rooftops while staying far enough away from the street to avoid detection. Her clothing was a black thigh length hoodie with lavender shoulders, elbows, and highlights. She kept her hair under the hood and a scarf over her lower mouth.
"Now let's see~..." the spy crawled up to the edge of the roof and peered over. She hunkered down and got comfortable.
Iris Heart was floating above the entrance, her gaze flicking from one street to another. She was clearly on guard. "Tch… I'm on edge… what happened was nowhere near subtle… so where's the response?" The goddess mused.
The observer kept her outbursts to herself. Her target for observation was already on a hair trigger. She tried to stay perfectly still. Missions were compromised by such stupid things as shifting uneasily, sneezes, and pure chance. A sweatdrop wormed its way down the back of her neck. Even with the antihistamin she took to avoid sneezing, and emptying her bladder beforehand, there was nothing to save her from random chance. A random crow cawed in the distance.
Iris Heart's glare locked onto where the noise came from, before noticing the spy. Before the spy knew it Iris Heart was rocketing through the air, aimed right at her.
The spy gawked. How did bodacious hotty go from reacting to a crow cawing from behind to heading in her direction? She ducked behind the raised wall and hunkered down in a tiny ball. With any luck the red eyed woman would fly right by her.
Aaaand then she felt someone lightly kick her. "Hello. Now. You're going to answer some questions for me. Like who are you, why are you watching me, and why shouldn't I run you through~" Iris Heart looked down on the spy, a not very nice smile on her face.
The spy dived to the side and rolled to her feet. She tried not to panic as getting up and close and personal with her target was not in the cards. Her hood fell back revealing waves of red-violet hair were revealed. She had a black circular ornament pinning back her bangs with a blue crystal. Her eyes were indigo. To Iris Heart she looked vaguely like Neptune and Nepgear but not. Her figure was more mature. Closer to the Adult Neptune.
"You wanna know who I am? I'm flattered that a goddess wants to know about lil' ol' me. My name's Uranus and I was asked to do a favor for a friend," she smiled but the way her knees shook said she wasn't calm. Iris Heart's passive aura was enough to scare the shit out of her.
Iris Heart frowned as her thoughts started racing. 'Uranus? That was the CPU before Neptune in the games.. And she does look like Neptune and Nepgear… Hmmm.' Iris Heart's free hand grabbed the air, and Uranus felt a slight pressure on her neck. "Now… who is that friend of yours? And what exactly was the favor?" Uranus clutched her neck.
"The...friend...is...Azazel...of the...Grigori…" She managed to squeeze out through her clenched throat. Suddenly Kalawarner's voice intruded.
"Iris Heart! Put her down! That's Azazel's daughter!" The Fallen turned maid would never raise her voice to Iris Heart unless she was desperate.
Iris Heart bristled at being told what to do, but she let Uranus go. "Doing a mission for your father? Such a good daughter you are.. May I ask just what the leader of the Grigori wants with me?" The goddess turned to Kalawarner and whispered in her ears. "You left Lucifel alone? I thought I ordered you to stay with her!?!"
Uranus dropped to her knees desperately sucking in air. Lucifel fluttered down beside her to rub the girl's back. The daughter of Iris and Kalawarner murmured soothingly to her.
"I was only doing what you told me. She suddenly took off for this rooftop and told me to stop you," Kalawarner didn't budge.
"C-crap...it was like the time I told Kokabiel to smile…" Uranus muttered.
"Take your time and just breathe," Lucifel said calmly. Iris Heart did not look comfortable with her daughter so close to someone she didn't know.
"Dad couldn't come here himself because of 'reasons' so I offered to look into the situation myself. I was just trying to help," she shook briefly.
Iris Heart nodded. "Understandable. And again, what does your father want with me and my daughter?" Iris Heart stiffened as she realized what she said. Lucifel looked up to her mother and smiled, calming the worrying goddess slightly. Uranus stared at her in pure shock.
"Didn't Kalawarner tell you? You didn't tell her! Of course you didn't tell her," Uranus jumped from one thought to another. She facepalmed in deep despair.
"This is not the time or place to talk about it. I was going to wait until we were somewhere safe. How did you find out so quickly?" Kalawarner demanded. The younger Fallen subsided.
"Maybe we should leave. This really isn't the place to explain," Kalawarner sighed.
Uranus stood and stretched.
"We can use my apartment. Unless you have a place," she offered.
Iris Heart turned to Kalawarner once more. "Kalawarner? Can we trust her."
Meanwhile Lucifel got up and hugged Iris Heart. "Iris-mama calm down, it's not good for you to be stressed out." Kalawarner muttered under breath about 'she's stressed out?' before subsiding.
"Azazel wouldn't want to inadvertently start a war. Uranus is trustworthy in that she wouldn't want to cause an issue. Why were you hiding anyway?" Kalawarner turned to the teen.
"Dad was very specific. Find out about her and try not to get killed. Since, y'know, the last team sent to Kuoh died messily. You didn't report back so we were blind," Uranus complained.
"The last team picked a fight with Iris Heart," the older Fallen said.
"No one told us anything!" She waved her arms animatedly.
"If someone told you about Iris-mama you would have approached her?" Lucifel tilted her head.
"Yes!" Uranus exclaimed with an aggrieved expression. Kalawarner coughed lightly into her hand to hide the faintest tinge of red.
Iris Heart nodded. "Bring us to your apartment then." Lucifel beamed at successfully calming down her mother.
The apartment was near the center of Kuoh. Uranus brought them in through the balcony window since all of them could fly. She had four wings as expected given who her father was. The inside of the apartment was stacked with gaming gear and manga.
"Got enough junk?" Kalawarner snarked.
"Junk? I got this from my dad! Seriously. Besides this isn't 'junk,'" Uranus flicked a switch on the wall. Runes flashed into existence along the walls and windows. She folded her arms with a smirk.
"What is this…?" Lucifel eyed the markings with interest.
"Anti-scrying wards, techbane, and anti-surveillance. The only devices that can get a signal in here are my own. It's foolproof!" Uranus laughed like a mad scientist. Kala rubbed her face in disbelief.
Iris Heart nodded as her eyes moved over the game consoles, reminding her of the gaming setup she had.. Back home. In a flash of light Plutia de-transformed, and sat down in one of the chairs. Lucifiel cuddled up to her mother, the two small girls fitting on the chair. "So. What do you need to explain."
Uranus proves to be a good hostess by bringing them tea while Kalawarner makes herself comfortable on her sofa. The younger Fallen took a seat after making sure everyone had drinks.
"Uranus is already aware of this but for the most part we've kept it a secret from the younger generation," Kalawarner said.
"A stupid decision really," Uranus commented. Lucifel and Kala stared at her until she fidgeted and subsided.
"It was a stupid decision but I wasn't going to tell the Faction Heads that. I like living thank you," she remarked before turning back to Plutia. "The God that you so despise is dead."
Plutia's face could best be summed up as a mix of rage, sorrow, and happiness. "Well, that's going to break Asia's heart…" She murmured, before frowning. "Dam-" Plutia caught herself. "Darn it. I wanted to interrogate Him and ask why He was so horrible at his job." Lucifel hugged her comfortingly.
"Hey he wasn't terrible at his job," Uranus argued. Kala held up a hand to forestall the younger girl.
"He sacrificed nearly all of his power to seal away a great evil. Unfortunately it left with him with almost no strength left and the war between the Factions killed him. If the truth got out it wouldn't just cause trouble in the supernatural world. The mundane world would tear itself apart. The faithful finding out there was no God, those who despise the church, it would be chaos. Michael is acting as God in His stead so the system hasn't broken down completely," Kala said.
"Yet," Uranus muttered.
Plutia's fingers dug into the arm of the chair. "And by keeping the fact that He is dead a secret you allow the wicked to justify themselves with His name." She sighed, and took a deep breath. "And what does this have to do with my daughter?"
"The Angels don't like it anymore than you do but causing mass hysteria is infinitely worse. Anyway…" Kalawarner turned away a moment as if wrestling with something. Thankfully Uranus remained silent. Both looked dazed by what they were contemplating.
"A-anyway...ahem. I 'felt' the moment Lucifel connected to the Divine System. The system that He created," she turned back to Plutia with a dead serious expression.
Plutia sighed. "And what does it do?" Uranus had a 'did she really just ask that?' look on her face.
"The Divine System is God's controls. Michael is able to use them, as first Angel, but not to the same extent God can. There has been no God connected to the system since He died," Kala glanced over at Lucifel who had the temerity to flash a cheeky grin and wave. Uranus smothered a laugh.
"And until Lucifel was born basically ten minutes ago…" Plutia guessed and sighed, rubbing her forehead.
"Her birth would not have gone unnoticed. The fact that Azazel had someone investigate is proof enough. Everyone is going to want to know where she stands. As her mothers our actions will be scrutinized even more closely. If we cause too much trouble it would only make things difficult for Lucifel in the long run. As much as I hate to say this I'm going to have to start behaving myself," Kalawarner sighed.
"I don't want to make trouble for you, Kala-mama," Lucifel looked distressed.
"You're no trouble, Lucifel," her quick assurance seemed to help.
Plutia merely hugged Lucifel. "Anyone tries to harm you? They can join the dead god in his never ending slumber." Lucifel merely cuddled up to her mother in response. "Also. Lucifel. No messing with the divine system. We don't want to blow up the planet or something dumb like that."
"I'm not the one strangling random people," Lucifel snarked.
There wasn't much to be said about that.
"Yeah...No harm no foul...I won't tell my dad. Let's not start everyone off on the wrong foot, right?" Uranus rubbed her neck in remembrance.
Plutia merely chuckled. "Sorry about that anyways… I was still on edge."
"We need a plan. Lucifel is still too young and inexperienced. She needs us to protect her now more than ever," Kalawarner said. The youngest in the room looked at her mothers trustingly.
Plutia rubbed her forehead. "I'll still be going to school if only to nail down how to speak Japanese. When I'm at school Kala you'll look after Lucifel. If anyone tries to do anything to her? Make them regret it."
"Gladly. However where will we be staying? I'm not sure how we would explain Lucifel to the Hyoudou family," Kala said.
"Can't she put her wings away?" Uranus asked. Lucifel scrunched up her face and stuck her tongue out in concentration. She rotated her shoulders a couple times and made a face like she was heavily constipated. Finally the moment passed as her wings disappeared.
"There! All done," Lucifel beamed. "I did good?" She preened. Uranus buried her face in a throw pillow to smother her sudden fit of laughter. Plutia merely nodded and gave her daughter a pat on the head.
"As for how we explain Lucifel to our hosts… perhaps a part of the truth?" Plutia's eyes flickered from Lucifel to Kala.
Kalawarner nodded in agreement. It would be easier to say that Lucifel was her daughter. Trying to explain her unusual relationship with Plutia would require either hypnotism or lots of vodka. Uranus managed to get her laughter under control.
"I guess it's time to come in our of the cold. If I don't reveal myself now dad would have trouble down the line. Ah well. It was nice being a free agent while it lasted," Uranus shook her head.
If the Fallen Angel woman and teen were right Plutia's task grew even more difficult. She would need to grow stronger and quickly. Clearly the prologue was over and now it was time for the real game to begin.
girador
There are only four circles in this picture
- Location
- behind a screen
far as i know plutia has no way of being aware of
which is almost half of the chapter.
In a place far from Kuoh sat an office. It was easily identifiable as such because of the wide desk and filing cabinets. The only thing that set it apart from others was the white expanse of glass flooring and white furniture. A wide glass window showed a vast expanse of blue sky and clouds. All was peaceful and tranquil. Neptune would have hated how boring it was but the owner of the office liked it well enough. He was unearthly handsome with long blond hair and blue eyes signing some forms on the desk.
"What is this?" He picked his head up as a shimmer passed through the air. His finely tuned senses allowed him to understand the warning. The door at the far end of the office crashed open as a beautiful woman, clearly related to him, rushed in with a look of surprise on her face.
"Michael! The Divine System…!" She burst out.
"I know, Gabriel. I know. Please contact the Devils immediately. I imagine they will be in a similar state," Michael's calm voice calmed his sister's mounting panic. The second highest ranking Angel in Heaven took a breath and let it out slowly.
"Was I reading the signs correctly?" Gabriel asked in a hushed whisper.
"If it was the same thing I read then yes. We must pay a visit to Kuoh immediately," Michael steepled his fingers.
"I will contact the Underworld," she inclined her head before turning to leave. The door shut quietly leaving her brother to his thoughts.
"Why now?" He turned a lost gaze to the window. After all this time…
Michael closed his eyes and sighed.
The office was almost almost a complete polar opposite of the heavenly side. Dark wood and thick carpet made up the decor. The desk was a stately old thing that saw many years of paperwork. However both shared a single commonality. Their occupants enjoyed seeing the sun shine in through the window. The incredibly handsome man seated at the desk rubbed his forehead tiredly. He had deep crimson hair and blue eyes much like a certain Rias Gremory.
"What should we do, Sirzechs? The Angel Faction is requesting permission to enter Kuoh and I don't think they will accept vague promises," the woman in his office held her dark hair in twintails. Purple eyes shone with concern.
"Ask them if they would please wait until we can arrive in Kuoh. We can handle the investigation together, Serafall," Sirzechs said.
"I hope we can put them off for a time. Our sisters should be warned of their interest," Serafall said seriously. Her concern was mainly on how Sona would react to two of the four Satans coming to Kuoh let alone the Angels.
"We need to give them a breather given their recent difficulty with the Fallen. Please inform Azazel that we will not tolerate his desire to satisfy his curiousity. Just phrase it more diplomatically than that please," Sirzechs started searching his desk for migraine medicine. Thinking about what the Governor General of the Grigori would do gave him a headache.
"Azazel isn't that bad," Serafall pouted. Sirzechs favored her with a baleful look.
"Is that so?" He asked mildly.
"I'll ask him to stay out of Kuoh," she relented.
"If he isn't already there…" Sirzechs sighed as he knew the Fallen Leader's personality quite well.
There wasn't much Serafall could say to that.
"What is this?" He picked his head up as a shimmer passed through the air. His finely tuned senses allowed him to understand the warning. The door at the far end of the office crashed open as a beautiful woman, clearly related to him, rushed in with a look of surprise on her face.
"Michael! The Divine System…!" She burst out.
"I know, Gabriel. I know. Please contact the Devils immediately. I imagine they will be in a similar state," Michael's calm voice calmed his sister's mounting panic. The second highest ranking Angel in Heaven took a breath and let it out slowly.
"Was I reading the signs correctly?" Gabriel asked in a hushed whisper.
"If it was the same thing I read then yes. We must pay a visit to Kuoh immediately," Michael steepled his fingers.
"I will contact the Underworld," she inclined her head before turning to leave. The door shut quietly leaving her brother to his thoughts.
"Why now?" He turned a lost gaze to the window. After all this time…
Michael closed his eyes and sighed.
The office was almost almost a complete polar opposite of the heavenly side. Dark wood and thick carpet made up the decor. The desk was a stately old thing that saw many years of paperwork. However both shared a single commonality. Their occupants enjoyed seeing the sun shine in through the window. The incredibly handsome man seated at the desk rubbed his forehead tiredly. He had deep crimson hair and blue eyes much like a certain Rias Gremory.
"What should we do, Sirzechs? The Angel Faction is requesting permission to enter Kuoh and I don't think they will accept vague promises," the woman in his office held her dark hair in twintails. Purple eyes shone with concern.
"Ask them if they would please wait until we can arrive in Kuoh. We can handle the investigation together, Serafall," Sirzechs said.
"I hope we can put them off for a time. Our sisters should be warned of their interest," Serafall said seriously. Her concern was mainly on how Sona would react to two of the four Satans coming to Kuoh let alone the Angels.
"We need to give them a breather given their recent difficulty with the Fallen. Please inform Azazel that we will not tolerate his desire to satisfy his curiousity. Just phrase it more diplomatically than that please," Sirzechs started searching his desk for migraine medicine. Thinking about what the Governor General of the Grigori would do gave him a headache.
"Azazel isn't that bad," Serafall pouted. Sirzechs favored her with a baleful look.
"Is that so?" He asked mildly.
"I'll ask him to stay out of Kuoh," she relented.
"If he isn't already there…" Sirzechs sighed as he knew the Fallen Leader's personality quite well.
There wasn't much Serafall could say to that.
which is almost half of the chapter.
- Location
- PA
Neptunia has cut away scenes like that. Besides it was fun having Plutia go 'oh crap' lol