The day is Saturday and Ryvern Ryndelle is walking around the neighbourhood as he stops by the convenience store. The clerk by the counter greets him;
"Sup, Ryvern. You-" the clerk notices the small scratch over Ryvern forehead. "What happened?"
...
Few hours earlier and the Sun was hours away from rising, a rather injured Ryvern knelt on one knees by the entrance of a 'gateway' inside an abandoned building. The silver haired boy, donning the same outfit he had the previous night, looked up to see a rather gigantic, half naked, green skinned humanoid, wielding a huge club and swung it to his face.
The man in black attire flew to a pillar of the building as he grunted in pain. As he was getting up from the floor, the giant marched towards him. It would have reached him had Ryvern did not shot the giant on one of its legs with the same pink aura from before. The blast pierced through the giant's legs and it slumped over to the floor, creating a huge rumble that almost collapsed the whole building.
The injured Ryvern then shot the giant on its head, killing it instantly.
"Christ... clearly there's not enough Hunters in New Japan," the silver haired boy complained to no one as he fell on his butt.
He then shook his head before winching at the pain on his forehead. He then lays his back to the floor. His face frowns as his mind reminisces the past.
"I thought I can trust you Mason..."
Ryvern sighed before he got up from the floor, and leaving the building afterwards.
...
The silver haired boy grimaces as he touches his wounded forehead.
"Just a scratch."
He then points to the selves behind the clerk.
"Grab me some of the band aids-" Ryvern stopped himself before he continues, "I mean plasters."
The clerk laughs as he grabs the plasters from the selves and puts it on the counter.
"I feel ya, man. I'm from New York, remember?"
Ryvern let out a small chuckles before taking out the money and pays it. At the same time, a young lady in a white attire enters the store, which triggers something in Ryvern. The silver haired boy immediately turns to the lady.
Ryvern stares at the blond lady and he grows confused.
"Angel?" He softly muttered but was heard by the clerk and the lady.
The blond lady flusters for a moment as the clerk nudges Ryvern's side. Ryvern suddenly winches from pain as he turns to the clerk.
"Smooth," said the clerk.
Ryvern lightly glares at the clerk as he rubs the pained side of his body. He turns back to the lady who has recovered from being flustered. Ryvern, who realised he said it out loud, immediately apologises.
"Ah, I'm sorry about that, just..." He trails off before continuing, "speaking my thoughts."
The blond lady smiles as she waves it off.
"It's fine."
She chuckles afterwards.
"Thanks for the compliment. I'm Zelle."
Zelle introduced herself as she holds out her hand. Ryvern reaches for her hand and shakes it.
"Ryvern. Nice to meet you."
The silver haired boy removes his hand.
"You just moved in?"
"Yeah."
She nods.
"How'd you knew?"
Ryvern was about to reply but the clerk beaten him by a hair.
"He knew everyone in this area. Might knew you a bit more if we gave you two the time," he winks at Ryvern who just shakes his head.
"Don't mind him," said Ryvern as he grabs the plasters he bought. "Well, I guess I'll see you next time, Zelle."
"Are implying you two will be meeting each other a lot?" asked the clerk which was replied with a middle finger from Ryvern.
Zelle chuckles at their antics as Ryvern leaves the store.
...
Some times later, night time..
"Urkk!!" A man with black wings grunted as he got his face slammed into the wall in an alleyway.
"Stop!" A woman with black wings yelled as she tries to stop a man from hurting her friend anymore.
The man, clothed with a hoodie, a cap, a pair of jeans and a pair of sneaker, which all in colours of black.
The man stops and the other slowly falls down from his hand.
"Why?" the man asked the lady.
"H-h-he's hurt already..."
"How about that guy?" The man asked as he points his finger on a corpse of a middle age guy.
The poor guy had the clothes that one could say belongs to a homeless person. Staring at it closely, the corpse had a huge and gory wounds on his stomach.
"Did he stop when he hurt him? Did you try to stop him from hurting the guy? Did he even stop when the old man asked him to?"
The woman slowly hang her head low and a sabre suddenly appears on his hand. The woman's face change to one of fear as the man swings the curved sword.
"Viktor!" The woman yelled.
However, the sword never reaches the man with black wings as a teenage boy with black attire and silver hair grabs the arm of the man wielding the sword. The swordsman tries to push the boy away but he dodges and kicks the man on the head.
The silver haired boy turns to the lady.
"Go, take him with you."
The lady's eyes widens for a moment before grabbing the wounded man with her.
"Thank you, Ryvern!" yelled the lady as she takes off with her partner.
"What do you think you're doing?!" yelled the man with sabre on hand.
Ryvern turns to the man.
"Leave, or suffer the consequences."
The fury in the swordsman eyes flares as his entire body glows in red aura.
"I'm not running away from the bastard who protects murderers!"
The swordsman launches himself towards Ryvern with the sabre still on his hand. Ryvern sighs before blasting the sword away from him.
"I don't know why a Hunter would try to kill an innocent person."
The Hunter looks at Ryvern angrily.
"'Innocent'?! Look at that!" The Hunter points to the corpse of the man on the alleyway. "They were Fallen Angel for a reason!"
Ryvern sighs once more as he blasts the Hunter on his body, only knocking him down on the floor. The Hunter grunted in pain as Ryvern crouches down to the corpse. He glows in pink aura as he touches the dead body while the Hunter winches in pain, looking at Ryvern..
Suddenly, the dead body raises up from the ground. Bloods still pours out from the wounds as the man's eyes turned pink.
Ryvern straighten up his body, and asks the reanimated body a question; "What's your name?"
The zombie looks at Ryvern and speaks out; "Keisuke Fujiwara."
Ryvern nods as the Hunter stares at the two in disbelief.
"Can you tell me what happened before you died?" asked Ryvern.
"I was sleeping in this alleyway." The man points to the cardboards next to a trash can. "And suddenly there's this huge wolf growling on my face. I didn't know it was a wolf at first until I backed away from it. It was so dark that the only thing I can see was the red eyes. And then...I was eaten."
"What about the two fallen angels?" asked Ryvern again which gains him a confused look from the reanimated male.
"Those things exists?"
Ryvern waves his hand and the man slumps down on the ground, now dead once more. The silver haired teenage boy turns to leave the alleyway as the Hunter slowly gets up from the ground.
"Wait!" yelled the Hunter to Ryvern.
Ryvern turns slightly to him.
"Who are you?" asked the Hunter.
Ryvern glares at him before walking away from the alleyway. The Hunter holds his ribs as he winches in pain.
"Talk about rude..."
...
On a rooftop of a building...
Ryvern could be seen staring at the dark sky with his legs dangle over the ledge.
His eyes is staring at the street underneath him, but his mind wanders back to the scene in the alleyway, and then to the fallen angel; Viktor.
"Why does he reminds me of...Azrael...?"
His face suddenly looks stern, and angry. He clenches his fist for a moment before letting it go. Then he sighed loudly before looking up to the sky.
"Christ...Irene Woodman...how did a countryside girl like you can even summoned something that not even God or his partner created?"
...
1 month ago...
In a wooden shack, somewhere in America, under the stormy weather, a women in ragged robes could be seen chanting something that is incompressible to any man or woman on Earth.
Holding onto a bright pink orb, the woman is chanting with her eyes close, heads down, in front of a broken katana, an almost rotten demonic arm, and seemingly a bolt of lightning that is crackling on the wooden floor.
Then, a circle of magic appears right in front of her, along with a dark figure of a man standing in front of her.
"Where is this place, human?"
The figure suddenly asked the woman to which she trembles at. She still closing her eyes but stopped chanting.
"I will not harmed you..." the figure trailed off before finding it's words, "young lady".
Although still shaken, the lady handed the figure the bright red orb to it to which the figure grabs and crushed with it's hand.
"Lust..." the figure spoke out. "So Luxuria has fallen. What of the other Guardians?"
As the orb was crushed, the bright red aura within it is absorbed inside the figure.
"The- the- the- the others is still fighting...but Lust is afraid that 'she' will invade this world...and Lust figured out that the invasion will be in Kujo."
"Is that so...then I shall ask you this, young lady."
The young woman looks up to the dark figure, and it's blue eyes staring deep into her soul.
"Is the act of summoning the First Guardian, by your own accord, or were you forced by-"
"Lust didn't forced me at all! I did this because those 'creatures' killed my family and I'd pay even my soul to watch them die!"
"I assume you forced Luxuria to teach you how to summon me then."
The young lady slowly nods.
"Then so be it, I shall act as the First Guardian once more, and protect the descendants of those who forsaken me..."
The woman arms then limped as she still looking at the dark figure.
"Irene...Irene Woodman..."
The figure nods, and replies.
"De-" He stopped himself before correcting himself. "Ryvern. That was the name which my best friend once called me."
Then the lady suddenly limps backward as she can barely feel any energy inside her but Ryvern managed to grab her before she hit the wooden floor.
"Give 'em hell, Ry...vern," the lady then pass away on his arms.
Ryvern closes her eyes as the rest of his body becomes human, "rest in peace, young lady."
As he finished his sentence, Irene Woodman's body disintegrated into dust.
"Kujo..."
Ryvern eyes glows in red.
"A city in the East... what a peculiar place to begin an invasion...
Shur-El."
...
On the rooftop.
"I'd get it if it's in Ecuador, but why Japan of all places?"
"Who knows." a voice of a woman said in his head.
Ryvern sighs as he tries to get up and at the same time.
"Lust, just focus on your recovery."
The woman can be heard chuckling as Ryvern closes his eyes and heighten his sense of hearing. As he does so, a nearby television of the occupant in the building he was on top of had a news plays on it.
"―the 'Pirate Dungeon' in Volga River, New Soviet, has shown multiple signs of a dungeon break. The government of New Soviet puts the blame entirely to the Grigori Guild who deserts the dungeon in the first place. On other news, the murderer of Prince Charles, Jean Lacroix, will be sent to the noose next Monday―"
Ryvern tilts his head before he shakes it off.
"If I need to get more information, I need to find those two fallen-"
"Ryndelle?" A feminine voice called out behind him.
Ryvern turns his attention to the voice and sees his class monitor, Sona Bruvelle, along with 6 young adults behind her, each of them are wearing a combative outfit.
"What are you doing here?" She asked as she takes a step forward.
Ryvern scans the 6 people behind Sona before he closes his eyes and sighs.
"I'm just chilling on this rooftop. Nothing else." He shrugs. "What about you? What are you doing here?"
"Uhh..." Sona trailed off. "We were-"
"Never mind. I won't disturb you, I'll leave."
Ryvern then leans backward to which Sona reacts with;
"Wait! Stop! You're gonna fall!"
As Ryvern falls down from the rooftop, Student Council President runs toward the ledge only to find Ryvern is nowhere to be seen, aside from a glowing blue light across the street.
Sona, still shocked, wonders about what happened as a teleportation circle appears near them.
A small girl appears on the circle and says;
"Ryvern Ryndelle, huh."
Sona sighed.
"It's nothing, Onee-sama."
The petite lady smirks.
"He seems like a pretty interesting guy though."