Stray Devil, Rage, and a Contract Gone Wrong

"So, where is this Stray Devil?" I asked to no one in particular as I just hoped at least one of the others would answer me.

We were walking toward an abandoned building that looked to have been some kind of museum-like building. I heard Yuuto clear his throat before he replied to me, "The Devil should be in the building in front of us. Most likely hiding in the shadows as they know what's coming for them," he spoke with a certain amount of disdain and disgust that shocked me. I would expect him to be the type to speak in such a way just because of someone's circumstances.

But honestly, I know that people have opinions and sometimes they differ from mine, so I didn't say anything about it. I just nodded in reply, before trying to sense out the Devil and their Demonic Power.

I felt it as soon as we got to the entrance. It was like sensing pure Evil and somehow felt even more like a Demon than the Devils surrounding me. It seemed to be a Devil that had regressed back onto it's more feral instincts, reveling in the debauchery and pleasures that those instincts can bring. I guess this is why Yuuto looks down on them so.

As we entered the main room for the building, a feminine chuckle echoed around the room, "Oh~? Now what could that foul stench be?" it spoke with a sadistic tone, as if a cat messing with it's prey, "Though, there is definitely something down there that smells absolutely...delicious~"

When the voice came to an end, a naked woman's upper body came from behind a pillar in front of us. She had a big rack but the stench coming off of her distracted me from that. Even if I was looking at it, I'd see they were inferior to Rias'. Even without concentrating too much, I could see the gigantic lower body the upper body was situated on. It had the legs of an elephant, the body of a horse and dark brown fur that looked rough and coarse - like each of the hairs was a porcupine's spines and could poke through flesh with ease.

"Viser, you've let yourself fall to the instincts that make you no more than an animal. You've betrayed and killed your master to run away and drown yourself in the lusts and desires that have consumed you," Rias walked forward, her face filled with righteous disdain while she looked at the malformed Stray Devil in front of us. "In the name of the Great Marquis of Gremory, surrender and come with us quietly, or meet your death!" she loudly said, her demonic power fluctuating an battering around her like a storm of red.

All she got in reply, however, was a contempt-filled laugh and a mocking gaze from the Stray Devil, Viser, "Oh, just give it a rest, you little slut," Viser laughed, her eyes squinted and filled with manic thoughts as she looked at Rias, "You've always had it out for lesser Devils like me, you noble bitch, so now I'll take some revenge!" she screamed as she began to fondle her tits like some kind of porn star.

Ignoring Viser for the most part, Rias spoke with an annoyed tone to her voice, "This is your final warning, Viser, stand down and come with us," she said, her patience obviously running thin.

Turning to Yuuto, I raised an eyebrow, "What's this woman been doing again? Attacking people?" I asked, a familiar rage growing within me.

"She has done that, but--" Yuuto started, an awkwardness and hatred growing on his face, but he was interrupted by Viser.

"I ate all those innocent little humans! They tasted so nice when they were filled with despair!" she gave off a moan like she was being sexually pleasured by the memories of what she'd done, and at that point I realized; she was no different than a Demon of my time. But more that that, as I looked around the place, I could practically feel the regrets, the sadness, the unwillingness to die...I could feel all of it.

And it enraged me.

Amon had once told me, that each Demon represents a Sin. They carry this Sin with them all their life and it affects them on a daily basis. This Sin was also carried on and imprinted into whoever that Demon was possessing.

Miko represented Envy.

Taro represented Gluttony.

And I...I represented Wrath.

That Wrath, had been provoked.

"...You selfish bastard," I said, catching Rias and the others off guard. Turning back to Viser, I saw her flinch away when she saw my eyes; emblazoned with fiery rage, my eyes brightening into an almost yellow color, "Why are you Demons always like this?" I asked, my anger making me forget that this would cause a lot of questioning, "Eating people, raping people, killing people...it never ends, does it?" my voice deepened and gained a gravelly sound as I entered my partially transformed state.

I hadn't had any success in bringing out the full transformation, but I had increased the power I could display in the partial transformation. If before, the partial transformation doubled my already inhuman strength and physical ability, then now, it tripled it.

I felt my teeth turn to fangs, and my nails turn to claws. I felt my tail come out the top of my pants, flicking about like a lion's tail. My rage pushed and pushed, my instincts encouraging the fire burning inside of me.

"People--No, you're not a person anymore, are you?" I gave an angry grin, "Things, like you...Make me absolutely furious. Things like you...took everything from me," I growled, feeling like my fury was pushing outward on my skin, specifically around my forehead. It boiled and it brewed, before I began to walk to the stray devil.

Rias and the others were completely paralyzed by the aura I was giving off, all of them looking at me with shock. But most of all, they were listening to me curiously.

Why? Because despite me being friendly with them, especially Rias, I hadn't spoken a lot about my past. So at the mentions of certain things, I'd guess they probably want to listen to learn something about me.

Something that took my by surprise, however, was that when I was near the stray, was that...well, two things happened.

One, the fury, or rather, berserk demonic power that was pushing at my forehead, finally burst through and I could now feel two horns on my forehead. Not like bullhorns, but more like the horns of Oni, the Yokai. I did have horns in my full form, but I'd never accessed them in my partial form. Maybe this meant I was close to unlocking the full transformation?

But the other thing that surprised me, was that the Stray Devil could still move.

"Don't underestimate me, bastard!" she screamed, swinging her now massive arm at me, the wind flickering around it like a storm was held in his enclosed fist. I heard a worried scream of my name, followed by other shouts, but all I did was smirk.

"You seem like a Demon, but you're far too weak to be a Demon..." I snorted, my anger making my arrogance swell, before I lifted my hand and caught the massive fist without even budging.

With a flash of black light, the two gauntlets appeared over my clawed hands and stretched up my forearms and onto my arm. With another flash, the amber/yellow gems in the gauntlets flashed and a deep, bordering on demonic voice flooded the room.

[Boost!]

I felt my power double and I tightened my grip on the fist in the palm of my hand. The hand, without even a second of resistance, popped, spraying blood all over me and the surrounding area. Though that didn't stop me, the blood only put a demonic smile over my face. Even then, the smile only exuded anger and ferocity. It was a paradox, I guess.

Not taking a second to delay, I pushed off the ground, sending a myriad of cracks throughout the ground which traveled for a dozen or so meters, before I sent a strong uppercut at the body of upper body of the Devil.

Like the hand, the Devil's body didn't even stand a chance as it exploded in a gory manner.

The entire fight was incredibly anticlimactic but I didn't care about that as I slowly dropped to the floor and returned to my normal appearance, just covered in blood and gore.

Looking around I closed my eyes before saying a silent prayer for the people who'd died here. I ignored the headache I now knew was to do with a Devil praying to God. But after the prayer, I didn't open my eyes as I bask in the feelings lingering around the place. It was...a terrible thing. These people didn't need to die.

Feeling the sadness in the surrounding area, I felt a few tears fall out of my eyes, quickly becoming bloody tears.

This world was worth crying for. My Earth was damaged beyond repair for me. I had no one left, no one to protect. Even the humans I died to protect were the people who took away the most important things to me. They took away Taro, Auntie, Uncle...they took away Miki and Miko...but in this world I still have something to fight for. Rias, Akeno, Yuuto, Koneko...I can fight for this people. I can help these people get stronger and fight for themselves.

I felt Rias and Yuuto rush to my side, Rias checking me over like some kind of nurse or doctor, and Yuuto doing the same, just in a less intrusive and touchy-feely way.

...Good thing too, because I don't swing that way.

Smiling a little, I opened my teary eyes and looked down at Rias who's face was filled with worry, and I felt my lingering fury diminish rapidly, "So, Rias, you called me in for such a small fry enemy? Couldn't even take a single punch off of your Pawn. You clearly overestimated her," my smile shortened into a smirk and I felt glad that I'd been transported here after I died.

. . .

"Hello?" I asked, my voice echoing around the empty hall, but upon taking a whiff of the air, my nose was filled with the scent of blood, "Hello!?" I asked with a bit more urgency, hoping that someone hadn't called a Devil when they should have instead called for an ambulance. Though, when I thought about it, I could no doubt fly quicker than an ambulance.

The only reason I'd came in through the front door was because I had wanted a little fly to stretch my wings out before I took on another contract. It had been a few hours since I'd killed the Stray Devil, so I was freshly showered and knew the bloody scent wasn't coming from me.

"In here! Help me~!" a sleazy sounding voice called from the living room ahead of me, and I could tell they were putting on a damsel-in-distress voice for the sake of it.

Squinting my eyes, feeling troubled, I kicked off my shoes before walking down the hallway.

The scent of the blood was overpowering when I reached the living room, and with a few glances around the room, I found the mangled corpse that was the once-owner of the blood that had been spattered around the room. Sitting not too far away from the corpse was a white-haired, red-eyed man, who was lazily sprawled across the bloodied sofa.

"Hey, hey, there's the little Devil I was waiting for~! Though, you're a bit bigger than Raynare described you to be--How scary~!" he put on a mockingly scared face, his lips stretched in a wide and psychotic smile.

Just as he'd finished, multiple bangs went off as the back of the sofa exploded at multiple different points. I recognized the bangs as gunshots, and quickly moved my torso to the side. Though evidently not quickly enough as I felt two bullets hit my shoulder, while the others either missed or grazed me.

The bullets were imbued with light magic, and covered in what I would presume to be holy water.

They hurt - stung like salt and lemon poured into a wound - but I wasn't nearly as susceptible to the weaknesses my fellow Peerage members were so weak to. I'd assume it has something to do with me being part Devilman.

"How do you like the bullets from the Exorcists very own gun, 'Futsumata'?" he gave a few manic laughs, but they soon came to an end when I showed very little reaction to them.

Turning back to him, I raised an eyebrow, "Not too much, honestly. They tickle just a little too much," I taunted as my body pushed out the bullets. Though significantly less quickly than it would have pushed normal bullets out.

"Not fair!" the white-haired bastard screamed, bringing his gun up to his head and rubbing it aggressively against his temple, "That's not fuckin' fair! You're supposed to drop to the ground in pain you goddamn shitty Devil!" he turned his gun back to me and rapidly pulled the trigger, firing multiple bullets at me.

Knowing they were coming this time, I dodged left and right, ducking and swerving where need be, and safely got passed the assault of light bullets.

Just because I can heal from them and have more resistance, doesn't mean I want to willing get hit by them, you know?

As his clip went empty, I charged him, not giving him a chance to swing the light sword he held in his other hand. I grabbed him by the neck and slammed him into the floor, his body facing away from me and his back toward me. "Who are you?" I asked calmly, pressing against his neck until I felt the bones creaking.

...God really improved humans in this world. They seemed to be able to grow much further than before. This much force would have snapped most people's necks back on my Earth.

"The name's Freed Sellzen and I kill shitty Devils in the shittiest ways! The same way I'm gonna kill you, you bastard!" he screeched, his voice breaking as he tried to thrash about underneath me. I rolled my eyes before I realized something.

That blue-haired Fallen Angel mentioned a Freed when she spoke to Raynare.

Lifting him off the floor and smashing his face into the wooden floor, "Are you working with two Fallen Angels called Raynare and Kalawarner?" I asked, leaning in.

"Owowow! Don't go too heavy on the face you fuckin' Devil bastard!" just as he finished speaking, I lifted him up again.

"An--" I slammed him down before lifting him back up, "swer--" I did the same thing before bringing him up again, "the damn--" again, I smacked him into the ground, the wooden boards cracked and split, "question!" I gave a loud shout, trying to get through the psychotic bastard that I meant business.

"Goddammit, ow, owowowow!" he screamed, his legs kicking up and down, yet I could still see the defiant mania in his eyes.

Just as I was about to slam him down again, I heard an uneasy and fearful voice from in front of me, "Ak...Akira-kun...?" the voice was instantly picked up by my ears and I knew who it was. But as I looked up at them, I wished that they weren't who I thought they were.

But they were.

"Asia...?" I asked, flashbacks of memories barreling through my head when I thought about Asia finding out that I was a Devil.