Duality (DxD) (Part 1)

Ch 98 - Confrontation Of Power

???: So this is the house of the Kitsune with a Sacred Gear. How quaint. It also seems Mittelts still here. A little crush I can see.

A tall man said, standing right in front of Jins house very early in the morning. Looking through the glass and looking at the dojo on the first floor. The man has an average build with jet black hair, golden bangs of hair handing down over his forehead and at eye length. He has a black goatee and looked young, in his mid twenties.

The man stepped back looking up at the second floor of the building. He wore a V-neck maroon long-coat with a wide, open high-collar that opened up at the hem. The coat featured a variety of belts, of which two were black belts around the waist and four black bands on each arm. With two of the bands at the wrist and the other two near the elbow. He wore grey slacks and brown shoes. All without a shirt underneath, revealing his chest.

???: Well there's no use standing around. I might as well introduce myself.

The man lifted his hand up, but just before he went to knock on the door, he looked to his left where a blue magic circle appeared and so did someone familiar. Wearing a very pink cosplay.

???: Well if it isn't Satan Pink herself. How is the Underworld doing Serafall.

The man smiled looking at Serafalls shocked face. Nearly dropping all the papers she was carrying. But quickly securing them all in her hand. Glaring at the man's grin.

Serafall: AZAZEL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!

Azazel: Sight seeing, what about you?

Azazel said in a joking laugh. Looking at the cosplay of Serafall and her very serious glare. Like a panther ready to pounce and attack.

Serafall: Don't lie to me! What do you intend to do here?!

Serafall said releasing her power. Besides Jins house, many of the buildings around were businesses that didn't do to well and were permanently closed. Jin lived on a quiet street because there was no one else around. Though that only added to the creepiness of the street during the dark.

Azazel: Now now, I didn't come here to fight. But don't think I won't respond in kind.

Azazel too released his power as both were doing the equivalent of big animals trying to intimidate each other. Their power like loud growls and shows of fearsome strength. A fight of which Serafall was losing, with Azazel having greater power on his side.

Jin: Unless you want to know what real fear feels like, both of you stop. Because you're making Mittelt shake in fear.

Jin said with his power controlled unlike theirs. Limited to only Azazel and Serafall. But it felt like a suffocating force was acting upon them. If they were bears contesting of strength, it felt like the entire planet was just dropped on their shoulders as Serafall shook and Azazel grinned. But both were unable to move or speak. Only able to put away their power to show they would stop. In which Jin responded in kind, putting away the heavy power he didn't know the extent of. Only copying what Serafall and Azazel were doing.

Jin: Now on first glance I would have thought you brought someone else to see me as a fan. But I don't think you two are on the best of terms. So to start, I'm sorry Serafall, I hope you can understand why I did what I did.

Serafall: I-It's really no problem. I forgot you were living with someone else. {Why is he so strong?! What was that?! It... it felt like an endless well of power!}

Serafall said as the power she just felt was no normal amount of power. It felt endless. Like a bottomless pit of power something no normal being could possibly possess.

Jin: Now, if you're not a fa... wait a second.

Jin stood back as he looked at Azazel, looking at his unique hair, his maroon coat, his overall appearance. Squinting slightly as he tilted his head to the side.

Jin: Do you happen to possess 12 black wings? Specifically Jet Black?

Azazel: How do you... no way. HAHAHAHAHA! You're The Artisan! This is perfect! Now I have no reason not to take you out for drinks!

Azazel laughed as Serafall looked confused at Jin and then looked at Azazel even more confused on how he knew Jins figure making business.

Serafall: How do you know he's The Artisan?!

Jin: He got me to make a figure. Of him. 12 wings and all.

Azazel: And just from a few photos I sent I could find nothing wrong with the figure you made of me. It looked more me than me! You truly do work of perfect quality as advertised.

Azazel said as he had a figure of him made. He wasn't looking for a figure of him made. He was only looking through the internet bored one day and saw one of the online advertisements Jin paid to have up. So out of curiosity Azazel sent in a request and surprisingly got something nice out of it. He always assumed it was a human.

He never would have expected it was a Kitsune with a Sacred Gear he received a report about a while back. A report that got buried under mountains of paper work.

Serafall: You got him to make one of you? How vain.

Azazel: See it how you like, however, I was here first so if you don't mind I have things to discuss with Jin.

Serafall looked at Jin as it was early on the Saturday morning. Jin didn't want to be rude and kick Serafall away, but she understood the situation at hand.

Azazel had taken interest in Jin.

Serafall: Fine! But Jin, tomorrow morning I'm coming back! {If I woke up a few minutes earlier it would have been me that was first!}

Serafall said pouting. Disappearing in a blue magic circle that formed on the floor and engulfed her body. Leaving Jin alone with Azazel, someone he was familiar with because of Mittelt. The leader of the Fallen Angels and the organisation known as Grigori.

Azazel: Now if you don't mind, may I come in.

Azazel said holding himself confident as he flashed a sly smile.