Prince of Asmodeus

Legacy

(Five years after the Great War)

"Momma, can you tell me more about papa?" A little girl asked.

Gabriel looked at her daughter. While she may be considered the most beautiful woman in heaven, she believed that Houki was the most beautiful there will ever be. Houki may have her facial features, but she had her father's eyes. Issei's eyes; and she couldn't say no to them.

"Of course sweetie, what would you like to know?"

Young Houki thought for a moment. "Was daddy a monster? I heard Lord Metatron call him that."

For a brief moment, Houki swore she saw her mother's wings flicker to black. Gabriel quickly tightened her grip on her. She never imagined to ever have this talk with Houki. That damn Metatron.

"Metatron didn't know your father as I did. We spent countless nights under the moonlight telling each-other our dreams. We grew to understand each other, and that understanding soon became lovers." Gabriel explained while Houki paid close attention. "He was by no means the perfect man his father expected him to be, but, he was the perfect man for me."

As happy Houki was to see her mother so happy and in love, there was a part of her that quite saddened. "Where is papa? Why have I never met him?"

Gabriel sighed. "I...I don't know." As happy as she was, thinking back about those memories, she failed to understand the harsh reality; they were just that, memories. Fragments from her past that she so desperately wanted to cling onto forever. And who could blame her? Her beloved was among those who had disappeared at the end of the Great War. His disappearance was so sudden most presumed him to be dead. But she couldn't give up hope so quickly. She had to stay strong and believe he was out there. For Houki's sake. "But one day you'll meet him and he'll be so proud to see the beautiful woman you have become."

Houki snuggled up to her mother, now filled with the hope that she had given her. She knew that one day she'd be able to meet her father. After all the stories her mother had told her about him, she began to be excited about their inevitable meeting. Unfortunately, Houki got too carried away with her excitement.

To Gabriel's surprise, small surges of lightning began to dance across Houki's body, shooting toward the furniture in the room and creating a loud crash. She attempted to calm the girl but her attempts were futile. With no other choice, she cast a sleeping enchantment on her and the ruckus came to an end.

With her daughter subdued, Gabriel sighed in relief. That was the third outburst in the past month. The Asmodeus clan was known for their Black Demonic Lightning and with Houki being the daughter of Issei Asmodeus, it would be obvious that she would inherit this ability. Through Issei, Gabriel became familiar with the ability but she didn't know how to train her daughter to control it. She had modified both her and Houki's quarters with charms to make sure any sound wouldn't escape their room. But she needed to do more to discipline her daughter with the ability. She, of course, knew how to deal with users of Holy Lightning but this was in another league. She needs to find assistance before any future outbursts reveal the truth about her origins.

But who could help her?

With each member of the Asmodeus clan either dead or missing, any users of the ability were out of the question. There was only one other person that could be of assistance.

Grafiya Lucifuge.

That definitely won't be an enjoyable meeting.

(Modern Day)

When Houki had finished discussing with Xenovia and Irina about their plans of meeting with the Devils, she left the two in the abandoned church and checked in to the hotel room her mother had arranged for her. Surely no daughter of a Seraph would sleep in a dump like that.