Welp... this is a thing!

So I decided to write this up cause it's the holidays and I was bored (and cause wanderer is on hold for now!)

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Being bought up Christian wasn't the worst way to grow up. My family had been part of the Church ever since it had been invented, or so I'd been told. Sunday's were always so boring, having to sit and listen to a creepy old dude talk about how some random dude died so we could live.

Thinking back now, I didn't really like going to church, there was nothing really wrong with it. I still liked being catholic but the concept of sitting in church still sends shivers up my spine…

I was born in Italy of all places, to an American father and Japanese mother. They both met on a trip to the Vatican way back when and decided to settle down there. We would always attend the popes Christmas speech every year and get hot waffles from one of those dodgy street vendors after.

I lived fifteen peaceful years without any knowledge that concepts such as angels and devils existed in this world. Fifteen years of pure ignorance and bliss.

It was a complete accident how I discovered their existence, I was simply walking home from school with a mountain of homework to complete for next week. I turned down my usual alleyway and found myself looking at a rather odd sight.

A tall man with a long coat was standing over a young girl with brown hair down up into twin tails. He was holding a sword and talking to her in Japanese for some reason. I could only pick up bits and pieces of what they were saying because my Japanese wasn't perfect.

The man raised his sword and I saw the killing intent in his eyes, my heart seemed to compress in my chest and I lunged out at the man with something bright, next thing I knew I was on my back and darkness was eating away at my vision.

I awoke in a very white room, I could hear voices all around me but I couldn't make out a single word. I felt something prick me in the arm and then I was out again.

I first Michael when I was fifteen, he turned me into a joker when I was sixteen.

Apparently I had what the angels called a sacred gear: The Scribes Master Creator. When used, it allows me to write any word and bring it forth into the world so long as I have seen it previously. I can recreate people, angels, devils, monsters, buildings and even planets if I had enough power.

That was the downside however, if I tried to create someone as powerful as Michael then he would only have my magic power, even less if I made another copy of him, it was the fatal flaw of the sacred gear. However he saw it as a divine blessing, he offered me the chance to join his brave saints as any card of my choice.

Honestly, I picked joker simply because there could only be two of them across the entire deck so I wouldn't have to deal with anyone save for one other angel. I'm not the most social of people even when I was human.

Under the guidance of Lord Michael, the first Joker Dulio and my parents, I became an expert exorcist and devil hunter. Along with my sacred gear, I could hold my own against my fellow joker and became a mid-ranked angel with eight wings.

It was around my seventeenth birthday when I was finally allowed to go on a solo mission, the opportunity to face a devil by myself was so exciting that I prayed extra hard for the day to come. I was assigned to deal with a threat in an old forest in Norway, nothing to serious and it was close to a local church which housed two low rank angels.

The flight there was peaceful and relaxing, Dulio had taught me how to conserve energy whilst flying in order to fight at full power once I had landed.

My first mistake was not scoping the area out first or I would have realized that there was more than one hostile present. My second was rushing the one target directly, I'm a bit embarrassed to say but she totally wiped the floor with me. It took every ounce of power just to avoid the attacks and yet I was still hit from behind by an unknown assailant.

I had heard about the Khaos Brigade from Lord Michael, he and the other two great powers had faced them when peace negotiations were being made in Japan. I hadn't been present but I had heard that the white dragon emperor had been behind the attack alongside one of the old members of the Old Satan Faction.

Since then we had made peace but angels were still being assigned to deal with stray devils in areas were peerages could not operate because of sacred land.

I had been assigned to take out this devil, how was I to know that it just so happened to be Kuroka of the Khaos Brigade?

And of course she bought friends, her irritating partner Biko, the white dragon emperor, Le Fay Pendragon, Arthur Pendragon and Orphis were all present.

Norway

"Hmm… seems like a little birdie tried to attack the cat" giggled Kuroka, her twin tails swishing playfully through the air.

I gritted my teeth, there was next to no chance I would get out of this alive but I could at least try, if anything I might learn something; if that transpired then I would try and run. The sudden feeling of a barrier crushed that dream almost quicker than it had appeared.

"Now young one, we can't have you running away to Michael can we" said the one known as Orphis, if she was here then I had a snowballs chance in hell of getting out of this.

"What does the Khaos Brigade want with a mid-rank angel? I don't hold any power in heaven so if you plan to use me as a hostage of some sort, it will not work" I say firmly. I was lying; Michael would undoubtedly try and haggle for me due to my sacred gear and power.

"Have no fear, we have no plans on kidnapping you or even harming you for that matter" explained the golden haired heir to the Pendragon family.

I turned to face him and his sister.

"What do two royal magicians gain from allying themselves with a group of terrorists?" I ask in genuine curiosity.

"I'm just in it for the adventure and cause big brothers here" stated Le Fay with a smile.

"I see… so you would leave your family just for a chance of adventure?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

"More or less" replied the male with a nod.

"Stalling won't get you anywhere angel" muttered the one called Vali.

"First off the name is Oliver and secondly, if you don't plan to kidnap me or hurt me then that means you're going to kill me so you might as well just get it over with cause I've got things I wish to do today" I say with as much confidence as possible, despite my heart doing flips.

"Oh I like him… not only did he manage to survive against me, he's got a pair" giggled Kuroka as she licked the tips of her fingers.

Orphis snapped her fingers and a screen appeared before me, it was turned off.

"What's this?"

The screen flickered for a moment before a live recording of a café came on the screen.

"No wonder you guys are so evil, if I had to watch such boring things I would be to" I couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you like being an angel Oliver?" asked Orphis suddenly.

"Of course, why wouldn't I?"

"Do you love your family more?"

I turn to face the screen again, I watch as my parents walk in and sit down at a table for two. The café itself is packed with people and I realize that they are in Paris on their wedding anniversary, I would know since I bought them the tickets as a gift.

"What the fuck are you planning you evil bitch, they haven't done anything to you" I growl, my senses were beginning to overload with the amount of emotion.

"Calm down kiddo, we don't plan on harming anyone tonight unless you do exactly what we say" stated Biko with his hands raised.

I gritted my teeth again and nodded.

"Fine… what do I need to do?" I asked as I tried to remain calm.

"Oh nothing to major, we just need you to fall for us" explained Kuroka with a wicked smile.

"What?"

Orphis smiled thinly at me and I could sense the malic coming from her.

"To save your parents and everyone in that café, we require that you become a fallen angel" stated the infinite dragon softly.

"Why me?" I ask in confusion.

"You have in your possession a very useful sacred gear, if you work for the angels then that could be a problem for beings such as us in the future. However if you fall, you will be shunned by your fellow angels and removed from Heaven" explained Vali simply.

"Hmm… then you know of my gears power" I say with a false confidence.

"Indeed, however if you plan to try and use the scribes master tool against us then you will fail" stated Orphis, her power was almost too much for me to bear.

"Fine… leave my parents alone and I will fall for you" I say after a few moments.

"Wise choice" muttered Arthur as he removed his hand from his holy sword.

I take a deep breath and let my white wings sprout from my shoulder blades; both Michael and Dulio had taught me what it will feel like to fall so that I may better avoid it. To be completely honest, I was scared senseless of falling, to let yourself be consumed by sin was the last thing you ever wanted to do when you were an angel.

"Miss. Kuroka, I need to borrow you for a few moments" I say firmly.

"Oh? I hope you're not going to try something" she says with a smile as she jumps down and walks towards me.

I click my neck softly and grab her face between my hands, I look deep into her eyes and close my own before leaning in close. The soft feeling of flesh against my lips fills my mind and for a moment I fight the familiar feeling of pleasure I'm gaining from this moment, however I soon relax and let myself enjoy this moment.

I am fully aware of an itching sensation coming from my wings; I can feel my holy power begin to weaken being replaced by a polluted, dirty type of light magic.

A minute passes before I open my eyes and push the Nekomata away, I sigh deeply and look at my wings. They are an incredibly deep black and for a moment they seem just as amazing as my angel ones, but I know that they are not.

"Very good Oliver, you will be a fine Fallen Angel" noted Orphis with a smile.

"Fuck you all, now leave my parents alone and get the hell out of here" I growl.

Orphis nods and turns to leave, the Pendragon siblings and Biko follow her into a magic circle and they vanish onto the wind.

"Come along Vali" whispered Kuroka quietly as she pulled lightly on his shirt.

Vali stared at me with cold eyes; even if I hadn't grown up in the church I would have known that these were the eyes of a monster. He seemed to be judging me, watching my every movement, as if inspecting a subject in a lab.

"I want you to get strong Oliver" stated the man with a nod, as if confirming something.

"Alright then… why do you want that?" I ask hesitantly.

"I want to fight you and your sacred gear much like I wish to fight my rival or Great Red even… grow strong so that you may fight me one day" said Vali as he turned away from me, "I hope your parents have had a nice anniversary"

The screen flickers for a moment before a bright flash fills the screen, I can't hear my screams over the sound of the explosion, turned out there was sound.

My heart seemed to be shrinking within my chest, the pain I felt was unbearable, I just wanted to be consumed by fire and die right there. I was vaguely aware of Kuroka looking upon me with shock, as if she couldn't believe what Vali had done.

The screen finally flickered away and I realized that I had been screaming, I looked up at the back of the man who had just murdered my parents with black eyes.

"I'll get stronger for you Vali; I hope you've done a lot in your many lives, because I don't ever plan on letting you be reborn" the words tumbled from my lips before I could stop them, I wanted nothing more than to unleash every ounce of magic I had right there and then but the logical part of my brain that was still functioning told me I would fail.

"Excellent, I look forward to that day" he said with a laugh as he vanished into a blue magic circle.

Kuroka is still looking at me, her eyes wide with shock.

"Just go, I harbor no ill will towards you nor do I want to see you" I hiss, my heart still burning with pain.

"I never thought he would kill them, it might not mean a lot but I am sorry, I never knew my parents but I know the pain of losing a family member" stated Kuroka as she walked away, a magic circle appearing beneath her feet, "Between you and I, I hope you get stronger also"

I watch her leave and then I am let alone, the wind whips the trees in a manner that I find most upsetting. I don't even realize that I have destroyed a section of the forest until I smell the burning trees.

I simply sit on my knees, looking at the ground and pondering my future.

"Oliver!"

I turn to see two angels descend from above; a sad smile wanders onto my face at the sight of my master and fellow joker. They look incredibly concerned and check me for injuries, I tell them that I am fine and thank them for coming.

"I felt your connection to the Joker playing card get severed, I assumed the worst but didn't want to cause a panic, hence why I bought only Dulio" explained Michael calmly.

"It was a trap, they were expecting me…" I muttered; my face red with shame.

"Who?" asked Dulio curiously.

"The Khaos Brigade" I say with a sigh.

Both angels seemed taken back by the sudden revelation; Michael went into deep thought as did Dulio.

"I was not expecting them to strike so soon after the three power meeting"

"We are the fools for expecting them to not do anything" noted Dulio.

I couldn't take it anymore; I threw myself to my knees and begged for forgiveness.

"I'm so sorry Master, I have failed you as an angel" tears sprung to my eyes but I managed to keep them contained.

"What happened my child?" asked Michael softly.

I take a shaky breath and let my wings out; they seem to blend in with the night sky.

"I am ready to accept my death here, there is no need to involve heaven or any other angels" I say softly, despite my words of bravado before, the price for becoming a fallen is often death if you do not escape immediately.

"Oh my… they forced you to fall I assume" noted Michael with a smile.

"Aye… they used my parents as hostages and then ended up killing them anyway, a bombing of a Parisian Café should be on the news" I say as I retract my wings, "I am ready to die"

Michael lets of a small bout of laughter; Dulio can't help but smile either.

"Oh Oliver, even though you are a fallen angel, you are still more pure than most angels. Sacrificing your angelic powers for your family is a true sign of that. Sadly, there is no way to reverse the process, once fallen there is no return" sighed Michael sadly.

"What he means is that we're not going to kill you, far from it. You're a valuable asset to the three power alliance; Fallen and Angelic magic are very similar yet vastly different. Lord Michael and I are not suited to train you in your current form, however…" Dulio looked at Michael as he trailed off.

"There is one, a man by the name of Azazel. A former one of us who fell way back when, he is the governor general of the fallen angels and the most powerful amongst them. He would be an excellent tutor for you" explained Michael.

"Are you sure my lord? Fallen angels are creatures of great sin, if I should also become consumed by this sin then…" my mind begins to formulate horrible scenarios.

"Fear not Oliver, you are too pure to fall prey to such sin, it is apparently harder to force yourself to fall then it is too pull off a balance breaker for the first time" laughed Dulio.

"Well I haven't done the latter so I'll take your word for it, so where can I find this Azazel character?" I asked curiously.

"Your mother was Japanese correct" asked Michael as he made a small pray for their lives.

"Yes…" I say simply.

"Excellent, so I assume you can speak the language" asked the angel with a smile.

"Well… I know more French than Japanese but yeah, I can hold a conversation if I really try. English and Italian were more my focus since I live in Rome and English is the base magical language" I say with nod.

"Well you will have plenty of time to learn on the plane flight there, first class might I add, I will have a package sent to your home. I will send a team to retrieve your parents bodies" said Michael as he put a hand on my shoulder, "Do not seek revenge for their deaths my child, they were killed by terrorists who shall be brought to justice, you have my word"

"Thank you my lord, I guess I'll see you around then Dulio. I expect you and Zenith Tempest to be ready next we fight" I say with a laugh as we hug tightly.

"Of course, you and Prometheus better be ready also" chuckled Dulio.

"Prometheus?" I say in confusion.

"The Scribes Master Creator was just too long; Prometheus was the god who gave the gift of fire to the humans. He created a technology that aided the humans much like you can create wonders that will aid in the protection of humans" explained the Joker, "I thought it fitting"

"Then Prometheus it shall be…" I say with a nod.

"Fear not Oliver, we shall see each other in the near future, I am sure of it" noted Michael as he and Dulio turned into bright golden crosses and faded into the sky.

Four Days Later (Japan)

"Kuoh Academy huh?"

The school seemed bigger in the picture but there was not a lot I could do now that I was here. I simply wandered aimlessly for a few minutes before winding up on the steps of a rather large building just out of the main school building.

"Occult Research Club: Studying the supernatural and all of its mysteries…"

How cliché!

"Hello there, interested in the ORC are you?"

I turn to see a scarlet haired woman walking towards me, her entire figure radiated royalty and power. I was a little taken back before logic kicked in and analyzed her: she was confident, strong, brave, smart and devious. From the way she held herself to the way she looked at me, I made sure not to give a single thing away about myself.

I could see her eyes flicker for a moment as she tried to pick up on anything; I kept my face straight but celebrated internally as I knew she would find nothing.

"No… I simply got lost and winded up here of all places, I'm new" I say with a smile as I stick out my hand, "My name is Oliver Costa-Takahashi"

"Rias Gremory" said the girl as we shook hands, my senses went into full combat mode, even for someone new to the magic world like me the name Gremory was famous.

"A pleasure to meet you Miss. Gremory, what sort of activities does an Occult Club dabble in?" I ask as I try to buy some time in order to better analyze the situation, the Runed Princess is very much feared amongst angels for her pure untrained power.

"We study various reported sightings concerning matters that cannot be explained by science" stated the king smoothly.

I'm aware of several others approaching, I try to move away but they approach in a semi-circle, pinning me in with the ORC to my back. I don't show any fear but my heart is racing, I can tell that they are all members of her peerage just from the way they are standing.

"Hello there, you must be the ORC" I say with a bow.

"This is Oliver Costa-Takahashi; he is new to our school. Why don't you introduce yourselves to him" suggested Rias as she gestured to me.

A very tall black haired girl stepped forward, from what I had gathered from reputation, she must be Rias's queen: the priestess of thunder.

"I am Akeno Himejima, the vice-president of the occult research club" said the women as she bowed to me, her breasts swung lightly as she moved but I slapped those thoughts out of my mind quicker than they could be formed.

"Nice to meet you Miss. Himejima" I say with another bow.

"I am Asia Argento, it's nice to meet you" said the small blonde with a genuine smile. I knew from her reputation of being able to heal all manner of creatures using her sacred gear, hence why she was exiled from the church.

"Nice to meet another worshiper of god" I say whilst pulling out my pure gold cross that Michael had given to me as a birthday present.

"Likewise" she said with another smile.

"That there is Gasper Vladi; he doesn't like to talk to strangers a lot so yeah… I'm Yuuto Kiba but everyone just calls me Kiba" said the blonde male. Once again the reputation of the Gremory household preceded them, so this was the holy-devil sword weilder? His scared gear of sword birth is cataloged within the angelic library in heaven.

"Don't worry Master. Vladi, I don't bite" I say with a small smile, "Nice to meet a sophisticated young gentleman here Master. Kiba"

Once again I bow to the two in question, even if they are devils; there is no excuse for bad first introductions.

"I am Xenovia Quarta; I hope you have a nice time here"

I smirk at the holy sword user, Durandal was one of heavens top weapons so it is only natural that I would know the weilder of such a device, she found out the sad truth of our lord and paid the price unlike I who was simply told not to tell anyone else.

"I'm sure I've heard of you somewhere, might just be my imagination though, still, nice to meet you" I say with a thin smile.

"This is Koneko Toujou; she doesn't talk a lot either. I'm Issei by the way, Issei Hyoudou" said the brown haired boy as he came up and shook my hand.

So this was Vali's rival? The Red Dragon Emperor, he seems a little bit smaller than I would have expected but I of all people should know never to judge a book by its cover. There have been no reports of him having achieved balance breaker so that was a plus, he could crush me otherwise.

"Well it's been lovely meeting all of you but I'll be on my way to class now" I say with a smile as I take a step forward, Koneko and Xenovia step in front of me, blocking my path.

"Please stay for a little while Oliver, we would like to get to know the newest member of our class" stated Kiba as he took a step towards me.

"Is that so? Then why have you formed a five point defensive circle around me utilizing the magic of your king, queen and pawn?" I ask casually.

"How do you…" Rias begins to talk but I lash out at the two knights, jabbing them both in the solar plexus they go down almost instantly, I summon a black light sword to my right hand and grab Gasper around the eyes with my left before he can activate his forbidden balor view.

My prime hobby was reading in the grand library, Michael gave me permission to access any book I pleased and so I spent days memorizing the various kinds of sacred gears found in the world. I just happened to be reading about the Longinus on my plane flight to Japan and discovered the Gaspers sacred gear was technically counted as a Longinus.

"Stand down devils, I wish no harm upon you but I will not hesitate to cut this Halfling down" I speak firmly and clearly, my light blade millimeters from his exposed throat. I feel sick to the stomach for using a child as a hostage but desperate times…

"What business does an angel have here? There is a peace agreement" stated Rias with narrowed eyes, Kiba and Xenovia had drawn their swords and Issei had activated his boosted gear.

"That is none of your business Miss. Gremory" I say firmly.

"You are in my territory angel so therefore you made it my business" her blues eyes seemed to spark magic of destruction.

I made a risky move, throwing Gasper with all my might, he collided with Kiba and Xenovia rushed towards me, Durandal swung at my head and at the last possible second I turned my body so that the lethal blade was inches from my face.

Summoning a magic circle to my right fist I swung and smashed the blue haired knight directly in the face, she was sent flying into Issei who was bringing up the rear. I lept high into the air, my eight jet black wings burst forth from my back, I tried to gain some altitude but a bolt of lightning put that dream down onto the ground along with myself.

"Go master creator, Gabriel"

I summon my sacred gear and write the angels name in the air with golden letters, just in time as her golden light duplicate draws her sword and blocks Kiba's incoming attack. He looks stunned and I use that shock to create my own black light sword and swing at Kiba, this would hurt him severely but he would live.

My sword suddenly meets a light spear made of golden light; I turn to see a man with black hair and brown highlights at the front, he smirks at me before lowering his spear and then the most shocking thing happens.

Twelve jet black wings explode from his back, they seem to draw me in and I let my construct fade alongside my light sword.

"Governor General Azazel, my apologies, I did not know you had claim over these devils" I fall to one knee, bowing at his feet.

He looks down at me with scathing eyes before bursting out laughing and pulling me too my feet.

"God almighty you're a crazy son of a bitch! Taking on Rias Gremory's peerage within your first day, you got guts kid, I see why Michael made you his Joker" laughed the fallen angel as he brushed off the dirt from his uniform.

"Azazel what is the meaning of this? Why did you send a fallen angel to attack us?" asked Rias in anger.

"Oh calm your tits Gremory, this little dude here was actually the second Joker to Lord Michael before he fell, old gold wings thought that I could train him to use his new powers and that means making him a part of the ORC" explained Azazel and I breathe a sigh of relief. I didn't really want to fight the Gremory peerage so this was a welcome outcome.

"Azazel, you know damn well how much I… dislike Fallen Angels, they killed me and Asia" growled Issei as he glared at me.

The flash of an explosion filled my mind and my anger flared up.

"Oh really? You were killed by a fallen angel and your friend who is standing right there was killed as well?" I say with sarcastic laugh.

"Hey fuck you dickhead! Save for Azazel and Akeno's dad, all fallen angels are total asswipes!" yelled Issei loudly.

"So I'm supposed to just beg for forgiveness after not only being forced to fall by your so called dragon rival Vali but also feel sorry for you because some fallen angel killed your friend who was then bought back to life whilst my parents along with dozens of innocent civilians were murdered in cold blood!"

My eyes felt like they would burst free from my skull at any moment, I collapsed to my knees and coughed into my hand. A small spray of blood came out of my mouth and then all I saw was black.

Later that Day (Hyoudou Residence)

"So he was once an angel and the Khaos brigade forced him to fall or they threatened to kill his parents and then ended up doing it anyway" summed up Azazel as he debriefed the ORC on what the hell was happening.

After Oliver had passed out, the ORC had taken him to the Hyoudou residence. Since it had been recently refurbished by the Gremory family, there were more than enough rooms to spare for one extra guest.

"How awful…" whispered Asia as she made a quick pray.

"Damn… do I feel like a dick or what" mumbled Issei as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"So why did he black out?" asked Rias curiously, now that she had been given the details, she could finally relax.

"Oliver was considered one of the more pure angels, being forced to fall has put an incredible strain on his body. The sin that is woven into his mind is making him sick, if he keeps trying to fight it then he will burn himself out and die" muttered Azazel.

"We have to do something then!" yelled Issei as he got to his feet, "Being forced to become a Fallen Angel is cruel to begin with; we need to help him accept who he is now"

"Correct, he will be a very powerful ally to the ORC if you befriend him" explained Azazel as he got to his feet.

"His sacred gear, I saw the archangel Gabriel" noted Kiba as he recalled the golden construct.

"Yes, the Scribes Master Creator is a sacred gear similar to sword birth. He can write a word and bring it forth into existence" stated the fallen angel.

"Hmm… he would be useful, Akeno, can you talk with him?" asked Rias.

"President, please let me talk to him! I was a dick to him before, if nothing I just want to apologize to him" asked Issei as he stepped between the president and vice-president.

"Very well, make it quick though" instructed the king with a sigh.

The pawn nodded and walked off towards the spare room being occupied.

Oliver's Room

Laying there in a strange room, on a strange bed and in a strange place, the only thing I could think about was the pounding pain in my head. I had literally been run over by a bus and that had hurt less than what I was feeling now.

I hear a knock on my door, I try to call out but my throat is too dry and I end up in a coughing fit. A few moments pass before the door opens slightly and a brown haired head pokes through the gap, Issei's eyes fall on me and I gesture for him to come in.

"How are you?" he asks curiously.

I make a drinking motion and he grabs me a bottle of water, I down it almost instantly and ask for another, he brings two more bottles back along with a large sandwich.

"Merci beacoup" I say as I wipe the corner of my mouth.

"You speak French?" asked the teenager curiously.

"I speak French, English, Italian and of course Japanese" I say with a thin smile, he looks at me nervously but I don't blink.

"Listen Oliver, I'm sorry about before. I didn't know the situation behind you becoming a Fallen Angel" sighed Issei as he hung his head in shame.

"Don't be; I lashed out at you and Miss. Argento simply because I was angry with Vali. Being killed by a fallen angel and having someone closed to you kill by a fallen angel is horrible. I'm very sorry Master. Hyoudou" I tried to bow but that only made my headache flare up.

"Take it easy alright; your body is in pain because you are rejecting your new fallen magic"

I grunted; it figures that my new magic was the cause of this discomfort.

"What's the fix then?" I hope it's something easy like a potion or even an exorcism would do.

"There is no 'fix'; you simply have to accept that you're a fallen angel now. You have to accept that sin is a part of your life and partake in it" explained Azazel as he walked into the room.

I grit my teeth to stop myself from screaming at him in rage.

"Very well, how do I accept sin into my life?" I ask whilst grinding my teeth together.

Azazel thought for a moment before a wide smile appeared on his face.

"Easy, just do things that you wouldn't do as an angel. As long as you consider it sinful, they pain should subside, do a sinful thing once a day and you should feel better in no time" explained the man with a grin that reminded me strangely of Kuroka's.

I thought for a minute on what I really wanted to do but was forbidden from as an angel, the amount of sinful things I could do without hurting people was vast and my pain began to fade almost instantly.

"I have an idea" I say proudly, "I want to eat an entire pizza"

I made sure to empathize the 'entire'; I expected them to be shocked. My parents had only ever given me three pieces when they had made it for dinner.

Yet Issei and Azazel looked at me like I was so sort of idiot.

"Seriously? You want a pizza? That's your sinful act?" laughed Azazel.

"Gluttony is a sin, so suck it!" I say without even thinking, my pain dulled even further and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm… go get him the pizza Issei, if he believes it is sinful then it will erase the pain" noted Azazel as he placed a cool hand on my forehead.

"If you say so" said the devil with a shrug.

Once Issei had left the room, Azazel turned to me, lust in his eyes.

"Umm… you alright sir?" I ask cautiously.

"Let me see it" he whispered desperately.

I gulp nervously.

"Umm… what?"

"Your sacred gear! Please let me see it!"

Azazel got to his knees and began to beg to see my sacred gear, it was only because he looked so pathetic begging that I eventually decided to let him.

"Scribes Master Creator, nicknamed Prometheus" I summon the golden pen with its intricate gear designs running along the length of it, leading to a pure silver fountain pen tip.

"Wow! This is awesome!" hissed Azazel as he delicately inspected it from every angle, "So how strong is the balance breaker?"

My face goes red and I look away, he looks confused for a moment before nodding in understanding.

"I haven't manifested it yet, I can barely keep more than two regular constructs up since they draw from my power" I sigh deeply as he gives the pen back.

"You don't necessarily have to draw power from yourself; you think and fight too much like angel. Fallen angels use everything to their advantage; I've read that the scribe masters creator can draw its energy from a target. Much like divine dividing, it will strengthen your constructs and allow you to create more" explained Azazel.

I had never thought of that, stealing another's energy and life force was forbidden by angels but now that I had fallen everything was par for the course.

"I'll try… but for now… I'm going to eat my pizza and go back to sleep" I say with yawn as Issei walks in with a steaming pizza on a plate.

I wolf down the food faster than I realize and let Issei take my plate, my headache has almost completely faded and I sigh in relief.

"Well, we'll get out of your hair. You actually came at a great time, summer is in a few days so you'll only go to school for a few days" explained Azazel with a smile.

"Yay… I went from being a Joker to a school kid again… brilliant!" I say with a chuckle.

"Later!"

"Get some rest kid, schools worse than hell" laughed Azazel as he shuts the door and darkness swarms around me.

For the first time since my parents died, I smile a genuine smile.

"Don't I know it…"

A/N: I tried to improve on my knowledge from my other DxD fic since I was getting so many annoying reviews about how wrong I was about cannon and stuff like that (Sirzech's not Sir Zechs and stuff like that) and I also haven't read many self insert fallen angel fics (mainly gods, dragons or devils)

This won't be harem and Oliver won't be (that) overpowered (early on) but it's a OC fic so it'll probably get out of hand pretty fast!

Yes it follows the anime for now (Waiting for season 4 guys!) so if anyone could give me a general filling in of how the story goes after the anime ends, basically when they go on the school trip and meet Kunou an Cao Cao (yes I've read some of the LN but they read like a bad fanfiction, I would know!)

I know general things like:

Issei dying and being bought with Great Red's flesh (Plus Orphis... I mean Ophis power)

The Jabberwocky and Annihilation Maker

The Evil Dragons

Dulio (Obviously)

Lilith (Can't decide if Orphis is better though... yes I say Orphis!)

Trihexa or 666 or the Beast of the Apocalypse

I just don't know the context of most of these situations, so if anyone would be kind enough to PM me or review with the details I would be ever in your debt!

On that note: please don't forget to review, fav and follow to keep up to date with this!

And as always:

My name is Parradox and thanks so much for reading.

Bye!

P.s Can someone tell me why everyone hates the dub and why the third season sucked so much? I no understand that logic!