Most dragons became gauntlets; not Helcaraxe. She became my Sacred Gear, and decided to become my guitar. Though, the death of Junko Furuta sent my life in a different direction...
So, neither of Issei's friends believed Issei when he told them about Yuuma, and his evidence was wiped. My evidence was considerably more substantial.
"Hell, here's a picture of her."
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"Are you kidding me? How did Issei get a girl before either of us did?"
"Oh, it's simple. The guy knows when to reign in his perversion; he's not that much of an asshole either, that always helps."
Issei gave the thumbs up. I also got a call. So, I walked off.
x
Issei got introduced to the world of the supernatural, and he was on the fritz. Most of our wings were like bat wings, Akeno had one bat and one raven, and mine were steel.
"As you can see, Helcaraxe can have an effect on her host."
"Jonathan, why are your wings different? Who's Helcaraxe?"
Cara suddenly appeared, and I held the middle of the neck.
[Maddie is my host, and I am his weapon. I give him my power, and he uses it on motherfuckers like Yuuma.]
"Issei, Jonathan wields the guitar form of a dragon. If his Sacred Gear is to be believed, then you possess one as well."
So, Rias gave him a rundown of what Sacred Gears were. Weapons created by the Abrahamic God. Now that I think about it, I may have his skull somewhere, after all, I have a number of god killing songs. I played a riff, and tried what was called "Hellfire Whiskey", true to it's name, I felt pretty warm after that.
"Unlike the Sacred Gears made by Yahweh, Allah, whatever name you want, Jonathan's weapon was essentially Helcaraxe's own choice."
[Kicked the shit outta everyone else, and I decided to help out you guys in the 60's. Sadly, the angels were mostly against me, fallen angels were fun, devils were awesome, but until I landed with Jonathan, no one was willing to take the Brutality Vaccine.]
I shotgunned a few bottles of Hellfire Whiskey, in an attempt to forget.
x
I got my first contract. I got summoned to a fallen angel named Kalawarner, and then I got to mess around for a while. Said fun involved a Chinese drinking game called 15-20, going to a BJW match, and then a bar brawl. While I got my ass kicked pretty well, it was also fun as hell.
"Jonathan, I have a warning for your peerage, it's about Raynare."
"Is she the cunt that killed me?"
"Yes, there's a nun coming to Kuoh, it looks like Raynare wants to steal her Sacred Gear. While I'm having to keep an eye on her, I have no problem with your friends killing her and her... associates."
I ended up getting my pay, and then I got back to the ORC building.
x
So, Rias and I had a conversation over my first contract. Main question was how the hell did a fallen angel get a hold of a summoning card.
Answer: I had some guys go around with flyers for a concert at the warehouse. Gotsu Totsu Kotsu, Evil Invaders, Warbringer, Disgorge (Mexican and American), Al-Namrood (Metal Militia got them out of Saudi Arabia), and myself.
"Ambitious bishop we have here, huh? If that's your plan, and you won't go down like Dimebag, than more power to you."
x
I was on my last song, I stood with what would look like the members of Terrorist. I decided to finish off a bottle of everclear, and then grabbed the mic.
"Sadly, this is the last song for tonight, and it's off the Invincible Eviscerator album!"
I heard some cheering, and then went off.
"This is about the first death in The Nightmare on Elm Street!"
I pulled my head back, threw it forward, and started singing.
"Rotting death And rotting flesh Smell the putrid stench of death Close your eyes, you know what's next You are fucking ripped to shreds
Oh no Tina please awake Before you're dead and its too late Unawakened from your dreams Rod awakes, he hears your screams
He welcomes you in open arms He wants your love He'll mean no harm He calls your name late in the night You'll live in fear and die in fright
You cannot escape his death Blood and gore is all that's left Hear the count, you know what's next You are fuckin' ripped to shreds.
Body being dragged up to the ceiling No one knows this pain I'm feeling When will this ever stop Not long til my flesh will rot Body dropped onto the floor Sick killer rapes the whore A little longer I'll be dead You are fucking ripped to shreds
Rotting flesh And rotting death Smell the putrid stench of death Close your eyes, you know what's next You are fucking ripped to shreds
You cannot escape his death Blood and gore is all that's left Hear the count, you know what's next You are fuckin' ripped to shreds.
By the time that I had finished the song, I was in the middle of an adrenaline rush. Things I haven't done since '88. With that being done, I got off the stage, in time for Al-Namrood to do their first live performance.
x
So, Rias got a hold of me right as I stepped in the shower. So, instead of getting the hell out of the room, like I thought she would, nope, she stripped, and got in the shower as well.
"Come on, Jon. Are you going to lay there and stare? Or are you going to stand up and help me wash?"
After spending 8 minutes washing her, Rias grabbed my hands, and started guiding them over her breasts.
"Now that I've been cleaned, let's take care of you. You can sit down now."
I tried to sit down, and slipped on the floor. Rias got me rested against her chest. She started washing my back off. For some reason, it hurt all over.
Rias moved her hands from my back, to my chest, and pulled me to her lap.
"Something I noticed with you. With aggression, you act like the boy that was able to kill 17 people without so much as flinching. But, when the touch is comforting, instead of painful..."
She ran her hand over my chest a few times, and then put one of her hands on my genitals, while the other was wrapped around my chest.
"...You turn into the boy that my brother rescued from that cage in the crawlspace of that shithole you lived in."
She turned me around to face her all the way, and then she washed my front. I started quivering when her hands brushed my crotch. That apparently gave Rias the idea to jerk me off.
x
Managed to get to the bed before Rias. By the time she stripped, I had already dozed off.
