Revenant Of The Three Factions {Highschool DxD / Code Vein Male insert}{On Hold}

~Chapter 1~ Arrival

~3rd pov~

Y/n groans, shaking his head as he sits up. He glanced around for his queen, hand on his forehead to try and quell the pain. She was about four feet away from him, moaning softly in pain. She had taken the brunt of the force, which had rendered her "unconscious".

The male wasted no time, forcing himself to his feet before picking her up on his back as he wandered, finding bits of cash here and there. 'I'm guessing our haze isn't the currency. The scent of the air is way different. Different world perhaps? either way,

My queen comes before all.' He thought to himself, his clothing was tattered as was the girl's on his back. While wandering, a young couple, probably in their mid 20s came across the two 16 year olds. They shared a quick glance at each other before speaking to the battered male.

"Are you both okay?" The woman asked, a strange scent and aura wafting off the couple as Y/n wearily answered. "We are okay.. Is their anything you need with us?" The male questioned them with his guard up, not trusting the strangers. They shared another quick look.

"Why don't you come and stay with us for a little bit. While we sort some things out." The woman offered while the man nodded. They had clearly noticed that the marks on the two teens were not from wilderness, they were from battle. Y/n quickly closed his eyes,

mentally feeling for their weapons and equipment. While peeking into their items as well. "Very well, we have little choice." He says with a small sigh, following the couple. On their walk to their destination the Man asked one question. "Did any of the three factions do that to you?" His voice held an edge of restrained protectiveness.

Which dissipated with Y/n's answer. "Factions? I don't know who those are, but no." Y/n was silent the rest of the way, taking comfort in the feeling of his Queen's body against his back. Though he physically urged them to move faster by picking up the pace with his body language giving away his urgency.

The scent of the lost filling his nose deeply, they could do nothing to them and him and his queen were unable to fight in this state. He wasn't sure if anyone here could fight the lost at all and didn't want to risk it. "Could you pick up the pace, I need to set somethings up."

His voice rang out as he looked at them again, his muscles tensed. A Sadistic looking spike with a dark crimson glow to it's cracks was forming under his sweater as it coils around him to conceal, dully glowing with his now red eyes. Which were an inversion of his Queen's.

Though retained the same color as her eyes normally. The tip was flat for now, but when he actually brings it out of it's concealment, it would look like a judgement spike. He waited for the two to let them in when they had arrived at the house,

his hand twitching nervously. He had to get her to safety before he is either forced to engage the lost closing in, Or to set up defenses to either lock them out, or conceal the couple and teens. As soon as he was let in, he placed her down and rushed out.

his hands flicked around as he works his body almost into overdrive, casting concealment around the property as he pants, his Ichor reserves running low now. After re-entering the house, the male picked up his queen and placed her in a spare room.

They had showed him the spare room before he rushed out. The male decided to lay down beside her, holding her close while slowing his shaking. The two strangers entered the room quietly, to ask him some things.

"What did you put around the house?" The female asked softly, "Concealment." Was his blunt answer. "From?" She probed with curiosity, "Something worse than your 'Three Factions' can handle." he commented. "Have you encountered them? The lost?"

The Revenant male questioned, "you mean those things that look like weird monsters with swords and shields?" They ask, tilting their head. earning a nod from the male. "Yeah, there were a few, took the leaders of the angels, fallen angels, and Devils to kill them."

 Earning a scoffed sigh of disappointment from the male. "Then without us, you are screwed.  The sword-wielding lost you guys ran into are one of the weakest of our world."

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That is all for this chapter, though this book is most likely going to be on hold. I'm doing a very unlikely spin-off of the bad ending of it.

Anyways, formless_Writer out
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