I recently watched the first few Highschool DXD and found it interesting, so I decided to use my old OC from my Rosario + Vampire Fic Demon to Vampire and the Demon Chronicles.

Alright so not to confuse you all along with myself. In this AU, it is currently February of 2014. I hate it when they don't give you a good sense of date and year.

Kurai is 16 years old as well as a second year.

Now that it's out of the way, I give you New Life as a Demon.

The Yanaka cemetery was just located north of Ueno in Tokyo, Japan. The cemetery was famous for its beautiful cherry blossoms that in April completely cover the paths, and for that reason that its central street is often called Cherry-blossom Avenue. But it was only March, where all the trees now have began to regain their cherry blossoms that were lost due to the rigid conditions. Even if there were some hanging, the pounding rain would've knocked them all off.

Standing in front of a grave was a young boy who looked around 16-17 years old. He had long blond hair that grew soaked as he kneeled in front of the grave. A majority of it was swept so that it covered his right eye. His eyes that were as blue as the ocean were red from his tears as he kept crying. All he wore was a black rain jacket that kept him warm to an extent, and a pair of black slacks that were thoroughly soaked, leaving his legs freezing.

He stood up and looked down at the grave's inscription,. The more he read it over and over, the more tears that came down, completely camouflaged by the rain. His cheeks stung as much as his eyes as he kept reading the grave's writing over and over:

Here Lies Kiria Konime

A saint who will be missed but not forgotten

May she find peace

Born 8-22-1997

Died 12-25-2013

"It's all my fault," The boy said to himself as he clenched his fist, his nails threatened to pierce his skin. "If I had told you no for once, you would still be here."

The boy reached into his pocket, and pulled out a pistol. It wasn't actually his; rather, it belonged to his recent employer. He knew he didn't need it as much. "I want you to know that I love you," As he said this, he placed the gun to his head and pulled the hammer. He didn't know how to properly handle a gun, but something told him at this point, he couldn't miss it.

"I don't want to live this life, where I'm worth nothing. And that I'll never achieve anything." He thought as he shed his last and final tear.

"Merry Christmas," He pulled the trigger and saw as everything around him turned white. Time seemed to slow down; everything around him seemed to fade. He fell down as the side of his head was blown off, exposing his brain and cranial fluids. His blood pooled out of his head and was washed away by the rain. His eyes were wide and his mouth was open, as he fell back, he used the last bit of life he had and tossed the gun. When people saw him, he didn't want others to see he had killed himself.

He laid there motionless, void of any signs of life, not even by a thread. His mouth was agape as he lied there, unable to move. The rain poured down on the corpse, hitting his body with every drop, washing the blood that poured through his head.

Unknown to him, two figures approached his lying corpse. A woman wearing a long black trench coat approached the boy and looked down; her blue-green eyes met his glassy eyes as she looked at him with a sad smile. Next to her holding an umbrella over the woman was another young girl who looked around the same age as her. She had long black hair tied in a long ponytail. Her violet eyes were more sincere as she looked down at the young boy.

"My my, what a sad state to see someone in," The black haired woman said. The red haired woman ignored her and knelt down next to the boy. She gingerly picked up his right arm; she placed it down and was upset to see it was slack. She passed her hand over his left eye and closed it. She swept aside some of his blond hair from his right eye and closed it was well.

"Don't worry; I'm not going to let him die. He possesses too much potential," The red haired woman stood up and pulled something out of her pocket, hidden by her fist. She unclenched it to reveal 8 chess pieces, similar in size and shape. They each were red and were pulsing like heartbeats. Their shape resembled that of a pawn, with the sphere at the top.

"You're going to use all eight of them?" The black haired women asked with a look of doubt.

The red head ignored her and dropped all the pawn pieces. Instead of falling, they levitated and floated forming a ring over the dead boy.

"If you have no purpose, then I'll give you one," The red haired woman said. The pawn pieces seemed to respond as they were glowing as bright as light bulbs. "Live. Live for my sake. Live on and embrace life as a member of the Gremory clan. Live as my servant,"

The pawn pieces suddenly disappeared and the night grew quiet aside from the rain.

"Live for me, Kage Kurai."

The boy's eyes suddenly snapped open and he sat up almost immediately, just like that, he was met with an excruciating headache.

He opened his eyes as his senses kicked in; he felt an incredible softness under him and realized he was lying in a bed. "What happened? Where am I?" He looked around and noticed he was in a bedroom. It was somewhat big for a bed, a desk with a laptop on top, and two doors, one that led to the bathroom, and the other one led to most likely the living room

"Why can't I remember anything?" He thought long and hard and made a terrifying discovery.

"I can't remember anything," Where he was, what he was doing, even his own name, he couldn't remember anything. It was as if he just woke up in life. He couldn't think of anything that happened to him, or why his head was hurting like crazy. He gripped his head and felt something soft and thin wrapped around his head. He sprang up and made another surprisingly odd discovery. He was naked as the day he was born.

"And why am I naked?" He asked himself.

He walked over to the drawer near his bed and pulled out a pair of shorts and a gray t-shirt. He walked over to the bathroom and looked at himself from the mirror. He looked at his blond hair that was unkempt and messy. His blue eyes were covered in bags. If he didn't know better, he would've been looking at someone who overall didn't care about themselves. What he found strange was the bandages wrapped around his head. He must've suffered a head injury, that's why he's having trouble remembering anything. He unwrapped the bandages and was surprised that there were no scars, bruises, or any remnants of an injury.

He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and walked out to his bedroom. He looked to his nightstand and noticed a small brown leather wallet. He picked it up and looked inside, hoping for some kind of identification or anything that would tell him something about himself.

As he looked through it, he took out an ID card with a picture of himself on it.

His eyes squinted as he read the tiny writing:

Name: Kurai Kage Born: March 3rd, 1997

Address: 605-0925 Kyoto, Kyoto, Higashiyama-ku、Imakumano-Hiyoshicho

Sex: M Eye: Blue Hair: Blond Height: 5ft 7in Weight: 186lbs

"Is Kurai my name?" The boy who now knew himself as Kurai asked himself. He kept reading the card over and over as he walked into the living room. It consisted of a sofa, a coffee table, and a TV. He turned around and saw it was accommodated with a small kitchen, but that's not what got his attention. What captivated him was the young woman cooking in it.

She turned around and he got a better glimpse of her. She had long flowing red hair with bangs covering a majority of her fore head. She had blue green eyes that seemed to gleam in the light, and a kind smile. The woman looked up and noticed him standing there, staring at her with questionable eyes.

She brushed it aside and smiled. "Good morning," She said casually.

"Who are you?" Kurai immediately responded. He had no clue who she was. Was she his mother? Although, she looked too young to even be twenty. Was she his sister? They both had different hair, but that didn't exactly mean no. It was either that, or she was his roommate, or his girlfriend.

The woman walked out carrying two bowls of rice and set them down on the dining room table. She had an incredible model like figure complimented with large breasts. She wore what looked like a white long-sleeved, button-down shirt with a black ribbon on her shirt collar worn under a black shoulder cape and a matching button-down corset, a magenta skirt with white accents, and brown dress shoes over white crew-length socks. Over that, she wore a black apron that looked too big for her. She looked towards Kurai, who was still standing there awestruck.

As she walked back to the kitchen, she gestured him to seat. "Take a seat, I just made breakfast," She came back out carrying a pot of soup and placed it on the table.

Kurai reluctantly sat down and poured himself a bowl of soup. "Thank you for the food," The woman sat down and merely watched him eat. Kurai already scarfed down his soup and noticed she was staring at him with observant eyes. He placed down his bowl and looked back at her. "I never got your name," He mentioned.

The woman sat back and smiled. "My name is Rias Gremory, I'm a devil."

"Gremory?" Kurai thought. It was an interesting sounding name, but it also meant she wasn't related to him in anyway.

Even without memories, Kurai knew basic manners and bowed. "Hello, Gremory-san," His eyes widened as he suddenly realized the last part she said after introducing herself.

"Did you say you're a devil?" As he asked this, he backed away in fear and confusion. He thought to himself whether she was playing a trick on him or not.

To his surprise, Rias merely nodded and stood up. As she stood, two black bat wings emerged from her back. Kurai fell on his butt and scooted away. His breathing became short and rigid. "This is gotta be some kind of-" He clutched his head and remembered the bandages on his head.

"I got to be dreaming," He stood up and held his head back laughing. "I'm only dreaming,"

"That reminds me, how's your head feeling?" Kurai's eyes widened in shock as he stared back at Rias. If she acknowleged his head injury, then he realized it wasn't actually dream.

"My roomate is a demon?" He asked himself.

Rias folded her hands and nodded no. "Afraid you have that wrong. I'm not your roomate, I'm your master."

"Master? Wait, if you're the Devil, were you the one who took my memories?" Kurai asked.

"One, I'm not the Devil, I'm a devil, there's a distinction. And second, afraid you shot yourself and caused that injury."

Kurai took her words with shock. Did he hear her right?

"I shot myself?" He asked, only to recieve a nod of agreement.

"I brought you back, but as something more." She narrowed her eyes picking up a more cold persona. Kurai felt his spine tingle and his hair stand on end. "You brought me back to life?"

"I brought you back as not only my servant, but a demon as well." Rias revealed.

"You're lying," Kurai immediately said. She had to be pulling a trick on him. If he was a devil, wouldn't he have red skin, horns, or even a tail?

As he looked to her, he realized if she was a devil, she was incredibly beautiful for one.

If what she was saying was true, espicially about her resurrecting him. "I was dead?"

Rias nodded and motioned shooting herself with her fingers. "Blew you brains, in the pouring rain, right in the middle of a cemetary."

"What was I doing in a cemetary?" I asked her.

Rias merely shrugged her shoulder. "Beats me, but that might explain why you're suffering from amnesia," Rias suggested.

"Can't you use devil powers to give my back my memories?" Kurai asked as if that was the most basic skill.

Rias nodded no. "I'm afraid that I'm incapable of tampering with one's mind, without dire consequences that is."

'What did she mean by that?'

His thoughts were interrupted as Rias placed a package on the table. Kurai opened it and saw several articles of clothing that matched hers in color. "What the hell are these?"

"Your new school uniform," Rias said with a sly smile. "As of now you're a second year at Kuoh academy. I pulled a few strings and persuaded the principal to accept you without taking any exams."

"Hold on, even demons have to go to school?" Kurai argued. He assumed he would have to have fight monsters and travel on a motorcycle hunting and killing bigger and badder demons.

"A servant of the Gremory house will not go without an education," Rias retaliated. "You have ten miutes to dress and then we'll leave."

Kurai stuttered for a quick second and gulped at her cold stare. 'Her eyes say she's not joking.'

Kurai picked up the package and walked into the bedroom. "Hai Gremory-sama," Rias was quite surprised being referred to -sama, but then smiled at how loyal he is.

"There's no way," One boy said.

"He had to bribe her or something. Either that or he's threatening her," Another male said in disbelief.

"Why is that emo following her like that?" One of the girls exclaimed.

"He's got to be stalking her." Another girl jumped to conclusion.

Kurai was currently walking with Rias across the campus grounds towards the academy. The clothes Rias gave him turned out to be the school uniform. He now wore an open black blazer with white accents over a white, long-sleeved dress shirt with a black ribbon on the collar, and matching black pants. As he walked, more and more people kept commenting on why someone like him was walking with an idol as big as Rias. Normally, he would've ignored comments like that, but having them ring in his head on account of his heightened hearing made it feel like the people were saying it right in his ear. The more people made accusations and glares of hatred towards him, it made him feel uneasy.

"I had no clue she was this popular." Kurai thought to himself as he looked down to avoid people's glares.

Rias looked towards him and gave him a small smile. "Shy?" She asked.

"No, I just don't like how people are saying stuff about me. Makes me feel uneasy," He was surprised as Rias placed a hand on his shoulder and how comforting it felt. The feeling caused Kurai to blush slightly.

"Soon you could become popular if you spend time with the right crowd." Rias encouraged.

"Thank you, Gremory-sama," Kurai bowed.

Rias smirked. "That reminds me, I want you to refer to me by my first name."

"Could I call you senpai at least?" Kurai asked out of politeness.

"I kind of liked -sama." Rias teased

"Thank you, Rias-sama." Kurai responded

Rias smiled as she left him and went ahead to the academy

He could hear everyone's rants of jelousy and death threats towards him. And the comforting hand seemed to have lost his effect and he felt his guts wrenching.

As he walked in, Kurai was suddenly ambushed and felt his back slam against a pillar as a burly dude with greased slick black hair hold him by the scruff of his collar. Several people gathered around for what looked like a fight.

"What the hells your problem?" Kurai asked as the boy pushed him against the pillar. "How did you do it?"

"Again I ask, what the hells your problem?" Kurai asked.

"There's no way scrawny punks like you could be in the same room as Rias-senpai, so don't act like your hot shit, you got that?"

"Same thing applies to you jackass," Kurai retaliated despite their condition.

The boy raised his fist. "You little shit," He was suddenly punched and sent falling to the ground. Kurai fell and landed on his feet. He looked up to his helper and saw a young man with spiky black hair and green eyes. "Why don't you pick on someone without ambushing them?" He asked.

The greased haired boy stood up and held his bruise cheek. "You bastard,"

Before he could do anything, a voice rang out. "Is there a problem?"

Everyone turned and saw a young woman who had black hair styled in a short bob cut and violet eyes that looked as if they could stare deep into a person's soul. She wore a pair of red glasses and the Kuoh Academy girls' school uniform similar to everyone elses.

The greased hair boy's demeanor turned into frightening fear and he backed away awkwardly. "Nothing president Sitri," The boy comedically ran out yelling in fear.

The spiky haired boy who helped Kurai shook his hand. "The names Shonimi Kagitsume, but people call me Sho," He introduced.

"Kage Kurai," Kurai introduced back. He turned towards the young woman who was apparently scary enough to make delinquents wet themselves. "Whose that?" He asked Sho.

"Her names Sitri Sona-senpai. She's a third year and president of the student council. She's also a close friend of Rias-senpai." Sho explained. "Which reminds me, why were you with her on the way here?"

Kurai had to think of something on the fly. How else do you explain you became a demon as well a slave of an even stronger demon?

"We're just friends is all." Kurai semi-lied. "Why do people fawn over her so much? Even the girls are in love with her."

"You have to be new here. Rias-senpai is the most incredible and beautiful girl in the entire school. They say she transferred from Northern Europe, and she's president of the Occult Research Club." Sho said with his arms folded. "She has the largest set of jugs here, next to Himejima-senpai. She's a beauty who would put models to shame."

"She really is that popular," Kurai realized.

Sho placed a hand on his shoulder. "Calling her popular would be an understatement."

"Shouldn't you two be heading to class?" They both turned and saw Sona glaring at them as she pushed he glasses to her nose.

Without hesitation, Sho ran out leaving a trail of dust. "Hai!"

Kurai was getting ready to leave but was stopped as she placed a hand on his shoulder. "I carry a message from Rias."

Kurai turned to her and gulped. Her eyes were just as cold and emotionless as Rias's were.

"She'll be sending someone to fetch you later," Sona told him.

The final bell signifying the end of school rang, and Kurai was glad to go back to his apartment. With all the constant threats an insults about him not being worthy for Rias done with, he could go home and take a nap. At that time, he forgot about the "fetching" the council president had mentioned.

At that moment, he turned to the front door as several girls were screaming in joy. They were all circling a blond boy with gray eyes that looked like a literal prince charming. Aside from the boy's uniform he wore no significant piece of clothing.

All the girls swarmed him asking him to go out with him or confessed their love for him. All of them were talking at once, so Kurai couldn't tell what most of them were saying. The only thing he picked up was them calling the boy Kiba-kun.

He politely refused and approached Kurai's desk, surprising him along with everyone else. "I take it you're Kage Kurai?" He asked him.

Kurai stood up and shook his hand. "I didn't get your last name," Kurai responded.

"Yuuto, Yuuto Kiba," He introduced.

One of the girls looked like they were about to suffer a heart attack. "Why is Kiba-kun even close to that emo?"

"With that blond hair, they could pass off as brothers," One of the girls pointed out.

"Don't even put that thought in my head," Another girl responded.

At this point, Kurai was at his limit and snapped his pencil with just his one hand. Kiba picked up on this and patted his back. "I'm here on account of Rias Gremory, would you please come with me?"

As they both walked out, the girls glared at Kurai and stuck out their tongues at him.

Both boys walked through the hall. "I might as well wear a label that says outcast on my forehead," Kurai grimaced.

"Trust me, things will get better due time," Kiba encouraged with an infectious smile.

Kurai followed Kiba, and the place they end up at is the back of the school building. In this place, which was surrounded by trees, there was an old school building. Apparently it was used a long time ago, and there was no sign of people here. It's so creepy that it is listed in one of "the seven wonders of school". The building looked incredibly old and was made from wood, but there weren't any broken windows and it was hard to tell if there were any broken parts from its appearance. It was old, but it wasn't that bad.

The interior was like an old cabin you'd spend the night in one of those horror movies, where the killer would hunt you down one at a time.

The actual clubroom consisted of a grand desk and two sofas, each on the other side of the coffee table. The only source of light were the candles lit up on the walls.

"If I didn't know better, you guys would be considered a cult," I said as I looked around.

Aside from Kurai and Kiba, the only other person in the room was a small petite girl with short silver hair ornamented by a cat hair clip. She was munching on a small piece of chocolate. Kurai had to admit she was incredibly cute as she ate in a sophisticated manner.

"That's Toujo Koneko, she's a valued member here," Kiba introduced.

Kurai approached her and bowed. "Nice to meet you,"

"Hi," She said with an emotionless expression as she continued eating.

Kurai's sweat drop from uneasiness. "Guess you're not much of a talker," Kurai looked to his right and realized that this place had their own private shower hidden by curtains, and that someone was currently.

"A clubroom with a shower, can't say I've ever seen that before,"

"If you go in, I'll kill you," Koneko threatened. Even though it wasn't said threateningly, the way she put it out meant she was serious.

"Not my kind of deal," Kurai responded.

I turned to Kiba. "Is there anyone else in the club?"

Before he could respond, a voice called out. "Your clothes are ready Miss Prez,"

From inside the shower, Rias's voice responded. "Thank you, Akeno."

Kurai was surprised that she was here, and the fact she was showering. "Rias-sama?" He called out.

"Ah Kurai-kun, so glad you came," Rias said from the shower. Her figure was blocked off from the curtains.

"It seems you know her well enough to call her by her first name," Kurai turned towards who said that and saw a young girl who was around the same age as Rias. She had long black hair in a ponytail that reached to her legs, and kind violet eyes. She was about a foot taller than Kurai.

She approached him with a smile and bowed. " I'm Akeno Himejimi. You could just call me Akeno. I'm the vice president of this club."

"Himejimi? Was this the girl Sho-kun was talking about?' Kurai couldn't blame him for calling her the most beautiful girl in school, no he said something different. Remembering what it was, he gulped at how huge and bouncy her chest was.

"It's an honor to meet you," She said courteously.

He found her kindness warming, but at the same time was uneasy about how a girl this jaw droppingly beautiful was close to him. Out of respect, he bowed back. "Kage Kurai, nice to meet you Akeno-sama."

At that moment, Rias came out fully clothed, drying her hair. "It seems every one is present and accounted for," She said. "Let me be the first to welcome you to the Occult Research Club. But I should let you know the name is nothing more than a front."

Kurai sat down between Kiba and Koneko as Akeno stood next to Rias. He faced her and they both made eye contact. "So what kind of a club is this?" He asked.

Rias approached her desk and took a seat. "I might as well be blunt. You remember how I reincarnated you as a devil and as my servant?"

Kurai nodded. He slowly picked up the hint and looked to everyone. He prayed she wasn't about to say what he thought.

"We're all devils here," Rias revealed. Kurai found this somewhat shocking. Since he was already cushioned with the fact he was one as well, he took it better. He looked around at everyone's smiling faces. "Last night, you killed yourself and said how you had nothing to live for. Just as your life ended, I approached you and gave you a new purpose, a reason for living. And so, that day you were revived and reborn as an honored member of the house if Rias Gremory, daughter of the great and powerful Devil, the marquee of Gremory." She announced herself as a pair of bat-like wings emerged from her back. "Which means you are now my Devil servant."

"Isn't this so exciting? You're really one of us now!" Akeno cheered as wings emerged from everyone else's backs, including Kurai's

"I have wings?" Kurai asked as he turned his neck back to get a good view. "This is really awesome," He said like a happy child.

"We're glad to have you here. Welcome Kurai." Rias welcomed with a smile like everyone else.

Kurai looked towards them all and thought of a question that got him wondering.

"Do any humans know of our existence?" As he asked this, his wings unintentionally retracted back, along with everyone elses.

"Good question," Rias complimented. Her wings retracted as she sat "Our job is to make pacts with people who summon us, and perform any deeds to the best of our abilities, and in return, they pay us a decent fee."

"Like we kill people?" Kurai asked unsure.

"Only if the person asked us to. No, it's more like give them any common assistance or someone to spend time with."

"Seems kind of iffy," Kurai said.

"It feels unsettling at first," Kiba said. "But after a while it's as easy as breathing."

"You're just a beginner," Rias said as Akeno brought out a package. She pulled out a slip of paper with a magic circle drawn on it. "Your job will be to deliver these to humans who want to associate with devils."

"So I'm a delivery boy?" Kurai asked unenthusiatically.

Kiba gave him an enthusiastic pat on the back. "Don't worry, we all had to go throught it."

Kurai chuckled awkwardly and was suddenly haded the package by Koneko. "Don't complain," She said in a dry tone.

"I got to walk all of this?" Kurai asked Rias. She responded by showing him to the window and presenting a bike with a rack attatched to the back to place the box in. "Unfortunately, you wouldn't be able to teleport from one place to another, so this is you alterior motive," She gave him a warming smile.

"And yet, you say that with a smile," Kurai said unimpressed.

Akeno clapped her hands. "Well, you better get going if before it gets late," She waved him off with a sweet smile.

"Good luck," Kiba waved off.

Koneko merely waved him off without saying a word.

Kurai gripped the bottom of the box with both of his hands and began to head out the door. Before he could leave, Rias stopped him placed a cell phone in his pocket. "What's that for?" Kurai asked.

"It'll be better if you have a way of contacting, I already put my number in it. Just take these door to door in the nearest district and then go home. You remember how to get there?"

Kurai nodded and bowed. "Thank you Rias-sama," With that he left her alone and shut the door.

The moment he was gone, Akeno approached Rias. "He certainly wasn't the boy we resurrected yesterday," She said with a smile. "Does he remember anything?"

"Only his name, the rest is still unknown. One thing I do know, is that he certainly possesses one of them," Rias responded.

"My my, things are certainly going to get interesting," Akeno replied back.

Kiba and Koneko heard on their conversation and looked at one another with skeptic looks.

"Man this sucks," Kurai groaned as he rode across the housing districts not too far from the academy. He had delivered a majority of the flyers door to door and had about forty left. "I turn into a demon, I gain cool looking wings, I have no memories other than my name, and I'm stuck as a damn delivery boy," Kurai sighed. He looked down and gulped.

"What bothers me, is why did I kill myself?"

His thoughts were interrupted as his bike suddenly stopped, the momentum sent him flying and skidding across the ground, gaining a severe road rash.

Kurai groaned as he stood up. He felt his shoulder pop and realized he dislocated it. "What the hell was that?" He looked towards his bike and noticed a glowing yellow sphere impaled through his front tire.

"You should really watch where you're going," A voice said.

Kurai turned and was face to face with a middle aged man with black hair and intense dark blue eyes. He wore a large trenchcoat and white ascot topped with a fedora.

The man approached Kurai, who backed up as an ominous feeling caused a chill to run up his spine. 'Wat is this feeling?' Kurai thought. He looked back to the man and gritted his teeth. "Who and what are you?"

The man bowed. "How rude of me, what kind of gentlemen would I be if I didn't introduce myself to my prey. I am Dohnaseek, it's a honor to be the one who kills you," As he talked, a pair of black crow like wings emerged from his back. Sending black feathers flying everywhere.

"You're a devil?" Kurai asked him in shock.

Dohnaseek grinded his teeth as another spear of light materialized in his hand. "How dare you call me that you maggot!" He flung the spear and it multiplied into seven smaller dagger sized spears. Kurai bended backwards and dodged the spears matrix style. His body seemed to move on his own as he perfored a hand stand and flipped backwards, dodging the spear that struck the ground where his foot was.

Another spear materialized in Dohnaseek's hand. "I'll give it to you for being nimble. For a hell spawn that is." He looked and saw Kurai running away in the opposite direction.

A tick mark appeared on his hand. "Only a coward would run away from his opponent!" He yelled comedically.

Kurai sprinted as he looked back, not seeing the deranged winged man. "That guy was crazy," He felt something light land on his shoulder and picked up what looked and felt like a black feather.

"What the hell?" If Kurai remembered right, his and everyone elses devil wings were similar to a bats, so this guy couldn't have been a devil. Kurai looked up and realized Dohnaseek was flying giving chase.

"I guess running won't do," Kurai focused and felt his wings emerge. He tensed his back muscles and felt himself rise in the air. He was flying, and was actually pulling it off. He looked behind and saw Dohnaseek on his tail. "What the hell am I going to do?"

[Unlock your power]

Kurai looked around wondering where the voice that just spoke to him came from.

"The hell?" He said in his head.

[Focus your magic on your right arm]

Kurai confirmed that the voice was coming from his head. He looked to his right arm and wondered who or what was talking to him. "Who the hell are you?" Kurai asked. He growled as he pulled out his cell phone. "I have to call Rias-sama, I can't fight this guy." He opened it and pressed the first few numbers and before he could think, felt an incredible, searing pain coming through him. He watched in horror as one of Dohnaseek's spears impaled and ripped from his back to his stomach. Kurai didn't know how he felt to be stabbed, but he knew it couldn't have hurt as much as this. The pain was unbearible, not only did it felt like he was being stabbed, but it felt as if someone ignited his insides in white hot fire.

"YAAAHHH!" Kurai plummeted to the ground and fell right onto the asphalt. He blocked his face and coughed a puddle of blood as who knows how many of his bones snapped from the impact. He looked up and saw as the cell phone Rias gave him smashed to pieces as it hit the ground.

"I'm a goner," Kurai groaned as he felt someone place a boot on his head.

"It's a pity, I grew rather fond of these boots," He continued stomping on Kurai's head as he painfully pulled out the spear from his back. Kurai was too far from conciousness to yell in immense pain. All he could do was lay there and take it.

"I guess the rumors about you possessing a Sacred gear was nothing but nonsense." Dohnaseek scoffed.

"What the hell are you babbling about?" Kurai said as Dohnaseek continued to step on his head. He laughed maniacally at Kurai's response as he held his spear ready to drive it through Kurai's head. "You have no idea about your sacred gear? Killing you is going to be even more fun," He gripped his spear with both hands. "In that case, goodbye."

Kurai clenched his fists waiting for it to be over. Instead, all he heard was an intense explosion and Dohnassek calling out. "Who goes there?"

Kurai felt a pair of hands run through his hair and tilt his chin up. Pretty soon, he looked directly into Rias's kind eyes. "Rias-sama," He said only to violently cough up more blood. He placed his head back on the ground in shame, but kept it so his head wouldn't be soaked in blood.

"Oh dear," Rias said as she stood up and faced Dohnaseek, who smirked as he casually flew backwards.

"You will no longer harm my servant," She ordered him.

He materialized another spear in his hand and chucked it towards her. "Don't get in my way!"

Rias merely stood there as a magic symbol appeared in front of her. All of a sudden, Koneko jumped out of the circle and kicked the spear like it was a soccer ball.

Dohnaseek summoned another spear and prepared for a direct attack, when he was suddenly struck by a pillar of lightning.

Even though he couldn't see it, Kurai could hear the lightning flash. "There's not even a cloud in the sky."

From out of nowhere, Akeno appeared next to Rias and closed her eyes smiling.

Dohnaseek picked himself up and held a look of slight fear as he stared long and hard at Rias.

"That red hair. Don't tell me you're-"

"Rias Gremory," Rias introduced. "Head of the Gremory house. Fine evening is it, Fallen Angel-san?"

Dohnaseek smirked as he picked up his discarded fedora and dusted himself off. Putting it back on, he flre straight in the air. "How unfortunate this had to end so quickly. Had I known that boy was a member of your house. I would've considered showing him mercy. I merely assumed he was a stray."

"I take full responsibilty for the actions of my servants, that also includes their well-being," Rias's eyes narrowed showing more malice in them. "If something like this happens again, I can't guarantee for your life. Do I make myself clear?"

"As crystal," He tilted his hat and disappeared in a shower of black feathers. Before he departed, he said. "I hope our paths do not cross again."

Kurai pushed himself up with his arms and groaned in immense pain. "Get back here and face me," He opened his eyes wide. "You coward!" He yelled out hoping he would hear him.

His arms grew weak from fatigue and he slumped back on the ground, all the pain flooding back into his system. Rias, Akeno, and Koneko hovered over him, looking down at him. Rias placed a hand on his head and patted his hair.

"Rias-sama, forgive me. He got the best of me and I ran away like a coward," He surprised as Rias continued ruffling his hair. "I'm the one whose sorry, if I hadn't made you do this, you wouldn't have suffered that bad of an injury," Rias apologized with a sad smile.

"It hurts so much," Kurai whispered referring to the gaping hole in his chest. He felt his eyelids grew heavy and finally passed out from his injury.

"To think, he took a shot from a light spear and is still kicking," Akeno praised.

"Kids got spirit, I'll give him that," Koneko added as she hefted his body over her shoulder with ease.

"What do we do now president?" Akeno said to Rias. "He'll be dead within minutes," She said feeling sorry for him.

Koneko handed Kurai to Rias as she carried him in her arms. "I'll personally see to that," A magic circle appeared over her feet. "You two see if there are any more of them lurking," The circle rose above her causing her and Kurai to disappear. Both Akeno and Koneko agreed and bowed before she disappeared.

Kurai woke up with a start and sat up on his bed. He sat up and stretched, and uddenly felt a slight twinge coming from his stomach. He looked down and noticed a thin set of bandages wrapped around his abdomen.

"I'm back in my room," He looked lower and realized he was starch naked. "And I ended up naked again. I think I need to see a therapist, or hypnotist." He looked to his alarm and saw it was only Saturday, so at least he could get to sleep in, he closed his eyes and turned back around so that he could lie on his stomach. The moment his head hit the pillow, he knew something didn't feel right.

"Since when were pillows this spongy?" He gripped the pillow and squeezed it a few times. His hands recognized the feeling of flesh and uncovered the blankets, revealing a starch naked Rias lying on his bed. The moment he gazed eyes on her soft tender flesh, he fell back from the bed and bumped his head on the floor.

"Damn," He seethed as he gripped his throbbing head. He stood up and grabbed a pair of shorts from his dresser. He was about to grab a shirt when he heard a soft moan coming from Rias. He stood back as Rias sat up and stretched, her breasts bounced as she yawned.

Kurai gulped as his back pressed against the wall. "Rias-sama?"

Rias turned and stared lazily at him and smiled upon seeing him. "Good morning, Kurai-kun."

"Wh-what are you doing on my bed? And why are you naked?" He stuttered as if the whole thing was cosmically impossible.

Rias rubbed the sleep from her eyes and lied back down. "Five more minutes please," She yawned as she lied back down.

Kurai stared at her with questionable eyes as he tried to think long and hard what happened last night. He sat back down on the bed and buried his face in his hands, trying to remember. At that moment, he felt two incredibly soft mounds on his back causing him to blush and felt a hand rub his stomach. "How's your injury?" Rias asked as her chest pressed on his back.

Kurai fought off a nose bleed, but he couldn't fight off a deep blush as she broke the overall rule of boundaries. "Rias-sama, your chest," Kurai stuttered.

"I asked you a question, didn't I," Rias said as she seperated herself from him and placed on her underwear.

"My injury?" He looked to his stomach remembering what that winged man did to him last night. Last night, the pain was too intense to describe. Now, his stomach felt good as new. "It feels great, thank you," He turned towards her, only to turn back as she had difficulty strapping her bra on. She turned her back to him and motioned to it. "Do you mind?"

Kurai stood up and reluctantly fastened her bra in. His cheeks flushed at how daring her underwear was. "Not to be rude, but why were you and I naked?"

"I bathed you in healing magic. Your wound was so fatal, you would've been dead in minutes. It was my fault, so I personally saw to it that your wound was all better." Rias explained as she slowly placed her clothes on. She tossed Kurai a shirt and he quickly placed it on. "So in order to heal me, we both got to be naked?"

"That's pretty much the gist of it," Rias responded as she walked out to the living room. "If you're wide awake, why don't you make breakfast?"

Kurai was about to reply when he realized something. He walked into the living room and entered the kitchen. "So the other night, when you ressurected me and healed my head shot, were you-"

"Yes, we both need to be naked in order for the healing to work," She said as she sat on the dining room table. "And don't worry, we're both still virgins," She said.

Kurai sighed in relief. Altough sex with her didn't sound bad, he didn't want any more complications until he could remember more about himself.

Kurai pulled out a box of rice and began boiling it in the rice cooker. He was currently cutting several onions using his right hand and suddenly felt his arm pulse like a heartbeat. He remembered the voice talking to him last night before Dohnaseek ultimately stabbed him. He cast that thought aside as he continued chopping several vegetables and dumping them in a pot.

"Without memories, you seem to know how to cook well," Rias complimented as she watched over him.

Kurai chuckled sheepishly. "I guess I had a natural gift," He said.

"You're too modest," Rias said.

"Really?" Kurai said.

She nodded in agreement. "Stop doubting yourself. You'll soon see how strong you really are," She encouraged him.

"Thank you, Rias-sama."

Rias smiled and noticed how he rubbed on his right arm frequently and her smile turned into a stern expression.

"Rias-sama, that winged man who attacked. He wasn't a devil, so what was he?" Kurai asked.

"He's what's called a Fallen Angel," Rias pointed out with a serious glare. She held up three fingers. "There are three main factions or species. The first is us, the Devils, where we tempt and get humans to make pacts with us. Then there are the Fallen Angels. Some think our two races are the same, but we're both different. Although they too guide humans, they do it for God's sake, so they wish to wipe all us Devils out and gain supremity over our realm. And of course, there are the classic white winged Angels who are sent by God to destroy us. So we're constantly defending ourselves from both ends."

"Wow, that's a lot to take in," Kurai muttered as he stirred. He felt his right arm pulse again and remembered how Dohnaseek mentioned something called a "sacred gear". He figured if anyone would know, it would be Rias.

"Rias-sama, what are Sacred Gears?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Last night, the Fallen Angel mentioned something about me having a sacred gear. I had no clue what he was talking about," He held out his right arm. "But it might have something to do with that voice in my head."

"Voice in your head?" Rias asked with a confused look.

"Before that asshole stabbed me, someone or something was telling me to unlock the power in my right arm" Kurai explained to her.

Rias nodded. "Sacred gears are a unique and very powerful objects found in a rare few. Each one varies and carry different types of abilities. They're only known to be given to humans by God himself. It seems you possess one as well. One so rare, that a Fallen Angel was sent to kill you because they saw you as a threat."

Kurai abruptly dropped the knife and it clanged on the sink. "You mean to say every Fallen Angel is out for my head?" Kurai asked in disbelief.

"I'm afraid so," Rias admitted sadly. To his surprise, Rias gave him a sad look. "It was my fault you got hurt, please forgive me," She insisted.

"If I'm going to be your servant, you don't have to apologize," Rias was surprised by his response and gave him a smile.

"So what kind of sacred gear do I use?" Kurai asked.

"Try focusing on your right arm and see what happens."

"Alright," Kurai placed his hand flat on the counter and took a deep breath. He focused long and hard and could feel a shudder run through his right hand. He tilted his head back and took an even deeper breath. For a quick second, he saw a fragment of what looked like a person's face. The only thing he caught was white hair, and several yellow lights.

Kurai snapped back into reality and took several deep breaths. He felt his right arm was heavy and looked towards it; only instead, it was replaced by black armored gauntlet with several spines that reached to his shoulder blade and claws for fingers. On his shoulder was a blue gleaming gem.

"What the fuck?" Kurai moved his right arm a few times to see if it was actually his, only to confirm as his arm did as told

Rias smirked and ran a finger across the gauntlet. "Just as I thought, you possess a very unique sacred gear. One that possesses the spirit of a dragon."

"What is this?" Kurai asked as he stared at his claws.

"That sacred gear is known as the Matter Shifter, the sacred gear of the Black Dragon Lord."

Unlike my other story, where he was born a demon. He started out as a human, and was turned into a demon, so not much has changed from his character, aside from his amnesia. He will be replacing Issei. To those who don't like OC centric stories, save me the flames.

I'm also introducing a new Sacred Gear that I thought of. You'll learn more about it as the story progresses. The design however is similar to Issei's

I know this is not how the Canon went down, but I decided to make changes to the story, but it still progresses the same, you'll know what I mean soon enough.

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