Warning: The deeper the story goes, the more AU and crossovers it will have. This story currently takes elements from:

-Fate/Stay Night

-The Delusional Guardians (my original WIP series)

-Epic Seven

-Secure, Contain, Protect (by JstaSimpleWriter)

Midnight Sun

Chapter 1

Rift of Darkness

I just wanted to forget the history of hatred.

Everything was dark. Empty.

It was an empty void. Nothing filled this endless rift.

Except for me.

The man with long dark hair let out a battle cry, charging at the man with long white strands.

Their hair was not the only thing that showed the two as opposites. While the dark man wore dark steel plated armor and a red cape, the other wore white commoner robes. The black eyes locked with the grey, and they both let out cries together.

The white man's sword clashed against the dark man's spear. The white man stepped forward when their weapons connected, attempting to grab onto the shaft of the spear, but the man of darkness stabbed his spear into the ground, and the blood red metal bent at an unimaginable angle, before a blast of dark energy was released from the entire weapon, tendrils of darkness hovering near the weapon.

The man of light frowned, before his sword also became encased in bright golden energy.

Their weapons of choice clashed, explosions of energy being deflected back and forth decimating the lands of fire around them.

Rocks were shattered, and rumble scattered. Magma itself oozed out of the holes within the earth.

The destruction around them seemed not to be important enough for their interest. They were focused on each other, and each other only. Such was their natures, to oppose the other.

Such was their natures as the [Disgraced Devil] and the [Omnipotent God], to forever have conflict with the other.

They exchanged neither words nor emotions.

They spoke with purely violence and utter destruction.

"Finally, that class is done!"

Issei stretched.

"That class is really boring to you isn't it?" Motohama asked.

The brown haired chuckled. "Yeah. I mean, I only joined the cooking class because it was required. I didn't join with the intention of learning how to cook. If I did, then I wouldn't have been yelled at by Grayfia-sensei everyday."

"Hey, but you got to admit, being yelled at by someone in a maid costume is only something straight out of dreams. And the size of her...oppai." Matsuda, Issei's other friend, drooled.

Issei's smile grew wider as he imagined Grayfia. With her long silvery hair, silver eyes, and her maid costume that she was always seen wearing.

"Damn, I would love to just smother my head in those breasts." Issei sighed in bliss. "With how much they move, she is definitely not wearing a bra!"

The trio giggled perversely, thinking of the maid's breasts.

"But damn, if only it'll happen in real life."

Issei waved at the two of them as they passed the school gates. "I'll see you two later."

"See you!" They said simultaneously. The duo walked in a different direction home than Issei.

Issei walked alone, hands in his pockets, before he took out his headphones. He connected his phone to it, and proceeded to listen to his music.

He sighed sadly, as "Lucid Dreams" played in the background of all of his thoughts. He stepped onto a bridge, and passed by a single figure.

"-cuse-"

He continued to walk, until he felt a presence right behind him.

He turned around quickly.

There stood a girl with violet eyes and glistening black hair. She wore a different uniform than the Kuoh Academy uniform. She was a below average height, just at Issei's shoulders, who was also considered average. When they locked eyes, she shivered and took a step back.

"Oh, hello. How have you been?"

He took the headphones off of his messy brown hair. His brown eyes peered at her own violet eyes that were full of fear.

She bowed to him. "U-Um, my name is Yuuma Amano."

Issei took it to introduce himself. "My name is Hyoudou Issei. You wanted to talk to me?"

"Yeah. So I saw you walking here alone...so I was wondering if we can walk home together? I usually walk with my friends but they weren't here today."

Issei shrugged. "I guess. How far do you live?"

"Just a few minutes past this bridge." She stepped beside him, and they walked together.

"Alright. Same for me." He shrugged.

She was stiff and tense, but she continued to walk beside him. They walked in tense silence, neither trying to make a conversation.

"My house is just here." Issei said. "Goodbye."

He didn't look back at her as he walked away.

"I'm home."

"I'm in the kitchen!" He heard the familiar call.

He took off his shoes and walked into said room.

"Hi Grayfia."

The silver haired woman smiled at him. "Welcome back Issei. How was your day?"

He shrugged. "The same as usual. Kind of boring."

She set in front of him some freshly made spring rolls. Issei immediately began eating.

She sat down in front of him, pressing the back of her hands to her chin as she watched him eat what she just made minutes ago. Her silver eyes watched the brunette's enthusiastic eating as he devoured the four spring rolls on the plate.

"That was delicious." The high schooler sat back in his chair patting his stomach.

Grayfia giggled. "Why thank you. It took a long time to master it."

Issei smiled. "Where is Sirzechs?"

She rose an eyebrow. "He didn't tell you?"

He shook his head.

"Sirzechs is currently working on a project overseas. I believe he'll be back in a couple months."

Issei laughed. "So this house is just to us two then."

She leaned over the table, flicking her finger against his forehead. He immediately recoiled and touched the spot that hurt a lot more than it was supposed to.

"He left me responsible of this house, meaning I'm not going to allow you to do whatever."

Issei muttered to himself, inwardly cursing the beauty that was not only his teacher, but also his caretaker and mother figure.

"What was that Issei?"

"N-nothing." He stuttered. "I'll be doing my homework."

"I'm expecting you to actually finish!" She called after him as he climbed the steps to the second story.

The house owned by Sirzechs consisted of two stories. The kitchen and living room was on the first along with the laundry room, while the second floor contained his bedroom, Grayfia and Sirzechs's bedroom, and one guest room. All three of them had their own bathroom, but one bathroom was at the end of the hall.

Each room also had a connected balcony with a sliding glass door to access it, as well as a massive walk in closet.

A basic standard house for someone as rich as Sirzechs, who worked as an engineer. He was well known throughout the world. Sirzechs wanted to get a bigger house, but both Issei and Grayfia disagreed, and wanted to seem like a normal family.

The red haired man was more of an annoying older brother than a responsible adult.

Issei would pity his sibling if he had one.

He entered his own room. It was relatively neat, but empty. It had a large queen sized bed, a desk with two monitors and a standard keyboard and mouse. The desk was relatively large so it could fit his desktop length mousepad, as well as all of his books and papers. On the walls hung posters of women in relatively "ecchi" positions, such as one camera shot of a zoom in of her bending over.

He stripped out of his school uniform, and opened the closet, pulling out a more comfortable pair of black shorts and a sleeveless black shirt.

He settled into his chair, and immediately pulled out his English textbook.

He groaned the moment he read the first few sentences. "I hate English...I'm in Japan. I speak Japanese. Why do I need to learn about a language I'm never going to use?"

He heard her faint calling. "Just in case you move to the states!"

He sighed. "I swear she can hear anything. So annoying."

"What was that?!"

He felt her steps up the stairs. "I'm doing my homework!" He exclaimed in a panic. "I'm currently trying to finish my English essay!"

He heard her going back down to the living room.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He recounted the day he just had. "Man...I had to think like that about my caretaker. That's weird. But well, Motohama and Matsuda are my only two friends. And that girl...Yuma Amano. I have seen her multiple times alone just like me."

He put his pen down.

He slid open the glass doors, and walked through, leaning against the railing of the balcony. He stared at the dim stars. He gave another sad sigh.

"I miss you...Mother..."

A tear escaped his eye.

He shook his head clear of thoughts, and walked back in. He glanced at his desk, before collapsing onto his bed in favor of sitting back on his chair to do his homework.

He closed his eyes, and within seconds, he was asleep.

A few weeks passed, and the girl, Yuuma Amano, and him would walk together every day. It was an unspoken agreement between the two to wait for each other.

"How was school today for you?"

Issei shrugged. "It's still the same. My friends and I had to suffer through the boring classes. I've started to pay more attention in cooking class though."

"Oh? Isn't that the class your caretaker teaches?"

Issei nodded. "Yeah. It's more fun now that we do more hands-on lessons, instead of just listening to her talking about types of foods."

Yuuma nodded. "Yeah, we have the same class at my school. My friends have it, and agree it's more fun when you can do stuff yourself instead of following through textbook directions every time."

Issei smiled lightly. "Yeah. My caretaker taught us how to separate eggs."

She rose an eyebrow. "But that's like, almost basic stuff?"

Issei looked at her weirdly. "I forgot that you baked."

She smacked his arm. "How can you forget? I just made cookies for you like, a week ago." Her light pink eyes shined with playfulness.

"Because the cookies didn't taste that great."

She let out a gasp. "What?!"

Issei laughed. "I'm joking! Your cookies taste great."

She blushed lightly. "Thank you."

They walked, chattering with each other.

Before rain started to drop.

"Huh...the weather didn't say anything about rain...?" Yuuma's voice trailed off as she looked up.

Issei look up, and his eyes widened. His body froze against his will, as he was forced to watch.

Lightning cracked against the sky. Dark storm clouds circled tightly, moving faster than it was supposed to, even faster than a tornado. The earth itself rumbled, as lightning started to strike the ground.

One bolt hit close to where the two stood.

But they were focused on watching the phenomenon that was in front of them.

The ground continued to shake, as more clouds gathered around the swirling mess. Lightning flashed across the sky faster, and thunder cracked in their ears. From inside of the clouds, a blinding blue light pierced through the darkness that had gathered in the sky.

Before a Crack in the World appeared.

The blue shifted into a deep blood red. The sky cracked, as something indescribable took the place of what used to be the sky. Fear took over both Yuuma and Issei's bodies as they continued to watch.

A loud roar sounded for miles, as the sky continued to break further. The more it cracked, the stronger the rumbling of the ground got, and yet neither teens were knocked off of their feet.

Shards of the sky began to fell as the darkness continued to spread through spider-web-like cracks in the sky. Despite it being utter darkness where the sky used to be, it was still the red that had shone through the clouds. The clouds spread out wider, as the rift continued to expand.

Dark lightning cracked across the nothingness that was taking the place of the sky, before a single figure fell through.

It was as if the world had slowed down, before turning back time.

In less than a second, the Crack in the World disappeared, yet it felt like minutes. They were able to see the cracks in the sky themselves slowly patch together. The darkness and the blood red that opposed yet synthesized slowly faded, as the clouds dispersed into thin air. The large rift slowly turned back into the sky's color, fading from the darkness into the ordinary blue.

And yet, the figure was still there, falling through the sky from an unordinary height.

Issei was finally able to move, and he sprinted towards the falling figure.

"I-Issei?!"

He vaguely heard her voice, as he continued to sprint. He felt his body break something imaginary, but thought nothing of it.

He came across the bridge where him and Yuuma first met those weeks ago. The figure that came out of the unimaginable terror in the sky continued to fall exactly where he stood.

He opened his arms, and she did not fall gently into them.

Somehow, the weight of her falling into his arms was enough to completely shred the concrete bridge. When he looked down, he saw the bridge completely tear apart as if it were paper. He fell, with the person he just caught still in his arms, into the river.

He splashed into the cold water. He hit the bottom of the river lightly, before pushing back up. His head broke the water. Luckily for him, the water was not that deep, only reaching six feet at most. He clutched the person he had just saved from the terrifying fall, before putting his head back under water. He shifted his body so his feet were pointed down. He allowed the river's current to move him.

He did not know how long he was moved by the current, but eventually he began to move sluggishly. He burst his head through the water, and gasped for breath. He held the girl's head above the water as well, making sure she got air, if she hadn't already gotten water in her lungs.

He saw the nearest shore a few meters away from him a split second before he was forced back under. He struggled in that direction, not used to having to hold someone while swimming. It took a few seconds, but eventually, his feet touched sand.

His body emerged from the water as he breathed heavily, his messy brown hair sticking to his face. His clothes were dripping wet. He collapsed onto the sand, and lied the girl down next to him. He closed his eyes, as he struggled to regain his breath.

He shook his head, knowing his recovery can be later. He turned to the girl, and knew he had to get the water out of her. There was no way for an unconscious person to hold their breath underwater. They would have definitely breathed in water.

He immediately pressed his hands between her breasts, and began to pump at a steady pace.

A few seconds later, he tilted her body, and she coughed up the water.

He took a few steps back as she recovered. For the first time, he looked at her appearance.

He had to stop his jaw from dropping at her appearance. She had long white hair that reached her ample butt, as well as large breasts that were seemingly bigger than his hands. They were bigger than even Grayfia's. It was further emphasized by her exotic and erotic armor. She had on armor that was of the darkest night he had seen. Her breasts were half covered by the same dark metallic material, made in such a way it emphasized her entire cleavage, from the middle of her chest down to the very ends of her breasts.

A white thin material covered her abdomen, yet he was still able to see her skin as if it were bare. It clung to her body, allowing him to see her smooth stomach, not a single bit of fat seemingly in her stomach. More of the strange metal armor ran down her sides, ending at her waist. Her buttocks were covered in the same way a one-piece swimsuit would normally cover a girl's body. Her armored grieves and boots ended just above the knees, allowing one to take in her beautiful thighs that would make any man stare.

Last of all, a blue diamond was seemingly etched into her forehead.

She opened her eyes, letting Issei see perhaps the most beautiful colored eyes he had seen, a deep red, yet amber-like color. Her armored tail moved gently as she sat up, staring at him.

"Are you the one who saved me?"

Next:

Chapter 2: Luna