A pilot for a thing that's been in my files for a while. Only putting it on here now, because i've hit a roadblock on my other stories.

The signal on the back of his right hand was pulsing, a red jesters hat with a heart surrounding it, five pairs of wings on the sides. She hadn't called him in months, so why now?

Issei walked out of his bedroom, down the hall and towards the front door of the apartment he lived in. Grabbing his shoes on the mat, Issei heard the foot steps from behind him.

"Where ya goin'?" A female voice, slurred by the abundance of alcohol she'd had today. He could see her from the corner of his eyes , it was only 1 in the afternoon, and she was already swaying, hardly able to stand.

"Gabriel's calling, I don't know why."

He tapped his foot on the ground, sliding his shoe on fully.

"Oh I shee, leavin' me for tha busty blonde huh? Well FUCK you too Isshei! Jus go an die in a fuckin' hole ya prick!"

Issei didn't say anything, he just took it and did his best to ignore her.

'She's drunk. She doesn't mean it.' He thought, listening to the last living normal person he cared about stomp off angrily.

Issei straightened himself out, thrusting his right hand out to the side, the fabric of reality bending.

An iridescent tear forming as his hand entered it. He felt the fabric of what he was looking for, and pulled it out.

A white robe, gold crosses marked on the shoulders with crimson accents along the seams.

He threw it over his head, as his vision was blocked, the stomping of feet returned and closed on his position quickly.

The second his head was through the hole, Issei was nearly pushed to the floor, the drunk woman slamming into his back.

her arms wrapped around his chest tightly, her inebriated state giving her more strength. It was still nowhere near enough to hurt him, but it was more than your average human woman.

"I'm shorry." She slurred.

Issei had come to really dislike alcohol these last few years, and the reason why was attached to him at the moment.

his left hand came up to rest on hers, pressing it tighter into his chest.

"I know. It's alright. I doubt i'll be gone long, she'll never admit it, but Gabriel doesn't seem to like me all that much." His voice soft and pained.

"I wouldn't be surprised if she regrets saving me in the first place."

The hands tightened around him with all the strength that she had. The womans head coming to rest on his shoulder from behind.

"She's a fuckin' idiot then."

Issei pulled himself away, and turned to face her.

Long black hair that almost had a blue hue to it in the right lighting, gray eyes that were oddly captivating. She was a few inches shorter than he was, and was 8 years older than him. She was just taller than your average Japanese woman.

"I'll make dinner when I get home."

Issei could see that she had started to tear up, but was holding it down pretty well in her state. She was always overly emotional when she'd been drinking. Which was every day she had off of work.

She wiped at her eyes and nodded.

"Alright Ise, see ya later."

In a flash of red and gold, he was gone. A cross flashing from his position.

When the light died down, Issei was standing in a large room, white and gold accents all around. It was confusing how there were no shadows in heaven, he supposed it was sort of magic that he'd never understand.

There was a large redwood table that could seat over 30 people in the center of the room, and on the other side, were 6 other people.

"You called for me master?" Issei said as he laid eyes on Gabriel.

As of 6 years ago, she owned him. It didn't matter if the angels never thought of it that way. With the rules as they were, along with his unique situation, he was no different than a slave with some flashy abilities.

If he ever tried to defy her, Heaven could and would deploy an armada of angels and exorcists against him.

Standing at 5'8 with curly blonde hair, a white orchid laying behind her left ear, and a diamond pendant across her forehead. She was the most beautiful woman of Heaven.

Gabriel, one of the four Great Seraphs.

The woman who had taken him into her service without his consent.

The ever present smile on her face only shifted a little once she laid her eyes on him.

"Ise. How many times do I have to ask that you just call me Gabriel?"

His face was neutral. Not hiding the fact that he didn't really want to be here. These people….For all they talked about loving all of the heavenly fathers creations, they didn't appear to give a fuck about what happened to him.

Gabriel, Uriel, Raphael, Sandalphon, Metatron, and the leader of Heaven Michael.

They were all plastic smiles, and fake pleasantries.

"When the lot of you finally admit that you hate me."

his statement was met by silence.

Of course they couldn't come out and say it. That would make them fall, angels weren't allowed to hate. But that didn't mean that they had to like that he was one of them.

"You know that we love all of humanity." Michael spoke up in his sisters place.

Issei just rolled his eyes.

"And technically, I was never fully human thanks to god and the sacred gear given to me."

More silence.

"Maybe next time, you'll reincarnate someone who's a part of your faith, instead of just doing it to get the Red Dragon on your side."

5 sets of eyes widened and turned to Gabriel, who was shrinking back, trying to get out of the line of sight.

Issei chuckled humorlessly.

"My master didn't share that bit huh? Yea, she told me that I was only reincarnated because of Ddraig. Somehow she thought that saying she didn't do it to enslave me, but to gain the loyalty of the Red Dragon Emperor was better."

Issei walked over to the table, pulled out a chair that was made of the same red wood, and sat down. He wanted to get this business dealt with quickly.

"It's unusual for me to be called up here. What's changed?"

The angelic beings collected themselves quickly.

6 years, and other than the first year of his being 'angelized' as they called it, for his initial training, he'd only been called up to Heaven a total of 7 times.

And it was only when they needed him to do something that was a risk for any other angel. If there was a potential of falling from grace, he was the one the task was assigned to.

All due to the fact that Ddraig made it impossible for him to fall. He didn't understand how that worked, but it did. It had been proven over and over and over again.

Michael recovered and sat directly across from him. his green eyes meeting his unflinchingly.

"Issei, we have started the talks for a lasting peace treaty between the three powers."

Michael raised a hand and conjured up a manilla folder, with several documents inside. He opened it, revealing a series of pictures and profiles.

"About fuckin' time if you ask me. I'm the reclusive angel in Heaven, and even I've made a friend on each side."

He left out the fact that they were his only friends.

Metatron rose an eyebrow. "You have friends?"

Issei raised his left hand, summoning his red gauntlet, and only his middle finger was extended.

"Bite me asswipe."

All but Gabriel and Michael stiffened from the offensive action. They were the only two used to how Issei acted. He held a grudge against his situation, but he would still listen to reason.

Metatron stepped forward, his hands shaking at his sides, ready to deal out some punishment.

"You….arrogant….insignificant…..brat." Metatron growled.

Issei snarled at the insult. His chair falling over as he stood, his hands slapping against the table.

"Insignificant?! Who the fuck do you think it was that stopped the vampires from starting a blood feud when the durandal girl killed one of them?! Who was the one that saved the pope from being assassinated?! Who was the one that brought up the fact that your fucking bishop was killing kids to try and satisfy his obsession with Excaliber?! I am anything but insignificant. If it weren't for me, who the fuck knows the state that Heaven would be in right now!"

The ones in front of him all flinched at each of the remarks.

Issei scoffed at them.

"Yea. It probably wouldn't be pleasant. And no matter what I do for you assholes, I'm regarded as a heretic, a disgrace, a black mark against all of Heaven…All because I wasn't a believer and was reincarnated against my will. I wonder how many would lose in faith in their leadership if they knew that little fact."

He took a deep breath and sat back down, focusing only on Michael.

"Just tell me what you want."

The blonde haired leader of Heaven cleared his throat and pushed the folder towards Issei.

"The town you live in is under the control of the Gremory and Sitri devils. You and your fallen friend will be envoys. A test of how our factions can get along. Both of you will be enrolled in Kuoh Academy starting next week. Other than trying to befriend the devils, nothing is required of you."

Issei picked up the folder, seeing it separated into two categories. It was all too apparent that one of the two groups would represent more of a problem than the other.

The Sitri group all had standard backgrounds, and had been recruited under Sona Sitri by a mutual agreement.

Rias Gremory on the other hand… had a potential powerhouse of a peerage. The problem was that they had all been through a traumatic experience that brought them to her.

"Wait just one fucking minute…The Gremory girl has the other holy sword project survivor?"

The collective group all put their hands together for a silent prayer.

Once they were done, Michael nodded.

"Yes. Isaiah, or Yuuto Kiba as he's now known, was the other survivor. Rias Gremory had apparently been in the area with her brother when she stumbled upon him."

'After I dragged him out of there you mean.' Issei thought, but didn't voice it.

Flipping through the profiles, Issei couldn't believe the talent that she'd recruited.

"A Nekoshou. A fallen Cadres daughter. A Damphir that can stop time. And the holy sword projects last survivor. And then the king just happens to be related to the one devil that I actually get along with, is of Bael descent and Lucifers little sister... I feel like you guys are intentionally setting me up to die."

Gabriel gasped and stepped forward. Her face at least looked like she was offended by that remark.

"I would never do that to you Ise!"

Issei gave all 6 of them a glare.

"You all know damn well what a dragons presence in that vicinity means."

Issei summoned up the boosted gear, its emerald gem shimmering in the light that had no source.

"Power attracts power. Putting me there means you are asking for trouble. You all are putting me in a position to be tested and killed. As well as the the rest of them."

Issei wished the boosted gear away and glared at his master.

"So….Master…Don't say that you'd never do that to me. You've done it before, and you just did again, even though you've all known and lived through the history of all the Boosted gears hosts."

Once more Gabriel shrunk back, unable to face her Joker anymore.

"I'm sorry Ise." She whispered, not quiet enough for him to miss.

He glanced at each of the 6 angels in front of him.

"Why don't you just tell me what it is actually going on. This reeks of ulterior motive."

Uriel stepped forward, his fiery orange hair flickering in the non-existent breeze. He set brown eyes upon Issei. Of all the Great Seraphs, he'd been the most up front, and the most neutral towards him.

"No other angel has a relationship with both a fallen and a devil. That alone would have put you in the best position for this. You also have the benefit of not being susceptible of falling from grace. Our goal is to solidify the ties between the three factions, even if it means you being placed into a devils peerage."

Issei laughed, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"So…Even Gabriel, the most forgiving and benevolent of all the angels is willing to just write me off, and toss me to the devils huh? Have you forgotten the fact that we're not even sure if angels can be turned by the evil pieces?"

The hurt in his eyes was plain to see. Brown irises becoming increasingly more bloodshot.

"Well FUCK all of you! I didn't ask for this! All that I asked for was that my parents be guided to a peaceful resting place. And if you can recall….It was you that refused to wipe Aya's memories, and gave her that god damned dagger."

Not being able to stand their presence anymore, Issei left.

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Issei sat out in the white halls of the 6th level of Heaven, unable to be around them anymore, trying his best not to fall apart. He wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing his pain anymore than he already had.

His frustration was near its limits though. The Seraphs had pushed him too far this time.

They were the ones that put him in this situation, but they had deemed it his fault that he wasn't accepted by the other angels.

And then they just wanted to brush him off to the devils? That was beyond fucked up!

If he'd only been a non christian before becoming an angel, that would have been easy enough to get around.

But his status as an unmarried, sexually active angel had spread. And then the rest couldn't even be in the same room as him without some sort of condescending remark, or as close as an angel could come to one.

'I would've died happily, just knowing that my parents were being taken care of. But NO! I just had to be reincarnated to continue this bullshit.'

The door beside him, where his meeting had been, opened to reveal his master.

Gabriel looked down to her Joker, a sad smile on her beautiful face.

"Is it alright if I sit next to you Ise?"

The joker shrugged, not meeting her gaze.

"You're the king, my word doesn't mean shit against you."

Gabriel frowned at him. It would be an uphill battle for her from here.

But she did sit next to him, closer than he'd anticipated she'd ever want to be, given their history.

"I understand your frustration. At least….I think I do."

Issei was sitting with his arms laying across his knees that were pulled against his chest. His left fist clenched.

"How can you possibly understand? You're not the one living it."

Again, Gabriel wanted to slide away from him.

Not because she didn't want to comfort him, or be near him. But because he was right. She'd done nearly nothing for him, except complicate matters. 6 years, and she hadn't bothered to get to know her own joker.

"What would you have me do?" Her voice quiet, nearly passing by him, even with his enhanced hearing.

" Wipe my memories, wipe Ayas memories….Or better yet…Take that fucking dagger from her. Any of those would work."

His situation ran through her mind. The images making her cringe. The things that they had allowed to happen to him were inexcusable, but she wasn't the leader of Heaven. Even if she was his king, it wasn't her decision to intervene in the way he had asked.

"You know that's Michaels decision Ise."

"And what have you done to persuade him to do anything about it?"

When she turned to the other direction, he had his answer.

"I thought so."

There was silence between the two angels for a while, before Issei broke it, wanting to clear at least some of the thoughts he'd been harboring for a while.

" I want to love you, for saving me, for giving me the chance to at least see to Aya after losing her sister. The desire is there, only It's buried pretty deep. But I can't help but be absolutely pissed off at you at the same time."

He stood up and prepared a circle to take him back home. He turned towards his king once it was ready.

"Raynare, A fallen angel, has been better to me than any of you are. if that's not fucked up, I don't know what is."

Once her joker had teleported away, Gabriel could only focus on the chance that he was presenting to her.

'I've done nothing to deserve your forgiveness. But I will try.'

She would, even if only to try and right the wrongs that her decisions had brought.

'The road to hell is paved on good intentions.'

So here's the deal. Issei has a lingering resentment of the angels. While he's fairly neutral with the other factions as a whole, while liking a particular few individuals. Him and Gabriel will make up over time. Raynare will have a positive attitude with Issei, while being standoffish with the devils.

This chapter was meant to be around 7K, but I want to re work some aspects before I put the rest of it out there. But this part is how I wanted it. So i'm giving it to you now.

Also, I think I've figured out my issue with the other stories i've been stuck on. I just need to go back and rework them, so it'll probably be a week before any of the other stories get updated. But they are coming soon. Sins of the Father is going next.