Revenge of the Fallen (DxD x Elden Ring) (On Hiatus)

Part 2: Meeting the crew

-Y/n pov-

I walked out of school that day feeling the same as I had every other day, dead inside. I wished I could live a normal life like the humans around me. Their ignorance was a blessing. I would gladly cast my wings aside if it meant I could grow up like them. But as I quickly found out, fate is a bitch. With my backpack slung over my shoulder, I exited the building and headed over to my bike. I saw someone staring at it as if they had just found the holy grail. But the second I got near him, I froze. He should have been human, but my senses were telling me otherwise. Something was inside this boy and it screamed familiarity. Putting my guard up, I approached him.

Y/n: You like bikes, huh?

???: Oh, sorry. I couldn't help but admire it. Yeah, you could say I'm a fan.

Y/n: What's your name?

???: Issei Hyodou. You're the new third year, right?

Y/n: That's right. Say, I've heard rumors about you today.

Issei(sigh): Of course you did.

Y/n: Well you don't get a nickname like yours for no reason.

Issei: Yeah, but what can you do? Am I supposed to repent or go to hell when I die? I'm a human being, and I'm an admirer of the female body just like any other man.

Y/n: Oh I don't give two shits what you do. Word to the wise though, your prayers would be wasted. Heaven ain't as good as people make it out to be.

Issei: And you know this how?

Y/n: Let's just say I come from a very "interesting" family.

Issei: Tell me about it. Every family has its quirks I suppose.

Y/n: I suppose so. Anyway, I need to get going.

Issei: Yeah. See you tomorrow I guess.

 I spent the next several hours riding around town to familiarize myself with the area. Kuoh was your average Japanese city. It wasn't anywhere near as big as Tokyo, but it was decently sized. It had all your basic amenities like hotels, shopping districts, recreational areas, pleasure districts, etc. Once I was satisfied, I rode to my destination. I had seen it on a hill not far from the school but put off going there in favor of exploring. I pulled up outside and stared at the exterior. It was in dire need of some TLC, which made it the perfect place to crash while I was here. Turning off the engine, I flipped the kickstand out and got off, slinging my bag over my shoulder as I approached. I heard the sound of crows cawing in the distance as I walked up the beaten path. Weeds were growing everywhere. Even the few gravestones I saw were chipped. No one had been here in quite some time. As I made my way inside and down the center aisle, I heard voices. Four of them to be exact. Going into the back, I saw four people sitting around a table talking amongst themselves. One was a woman with long blue hair wearing a burgundy office suit that looked like it was about to burst from how big her breasts were. The other two women present couldn't have looked more different. One wore a bdsm outfit while the other was dressed like a gothic lolita. The only man present wore a grey trenchcoat and a fedora. When they noticed I was there, all four of them stopped talking. I looked them up and down before setting my things aside.

Y/n: I assume you're all wondering why I called you here, correct?

They looked at each other and back at me, clearly confused. When one of them eventually spoke, it was the trenchcoat man.

???: Mind telling us who you are exactly?

Y/n: What's your name?

???: Dohnaseek.