Y/n Point of View
It was a beautiful morning, currently 7:00 AM and a very nice 74 degrees outside. I had even come outside to for a cigarette today. However, this wonderful morning would soon be ruined by the news that a Demoness had taken my soul in return for reviving me after my so called 'Best Friend' killed me.
Of course at first, I didn't believe her. I was an Atheist after all. No way in hell there was a God out there, if there was, the world wouldn't be full of Rapist's and Pedophile's, yet here were are... So naturally I was skeptical, thinking I had simply let another crazy in my bed after a few too many drinks.
Oh how wrong I was, the Demoness, known as Rias Gremory, a 19 year old High School student, was quite literally the Master of my Soul.
She currently stood beside me on my balcony basking in the early morning sunlight, wearing absolutely nothing. Luckily for her we were currently on the peak of a small hill overlooking the town of Kuoh in my private Manor.
I wasn't one to turn down a free show, she was, in fact, very beautiful. She had long Crimson Red hair that shown a fiery orange in the morning sunlight, with a perfect hourglass figure and a bust that was, by no means average. Her eye's were a shocking blue and her skin was a nice cream. You'd never guess just by simply looking at her, she was a Devil.
She'd already explained a good bit too me, ruining my mood enough to run through 2 cigarretes in a matter of 30 minutes. So now, I stood in silence, letting everything rattle around in my head.
Y/n: So, I died.
Rias: That's right.
Y/n: And you brought me back to life.
Rias: Correct.
Y/n: As your Devil servant?
Rias: You catch on quick. That's good~
Y/n: Alright then... I suppose from a purely logical stand point, that makes sense. Having someone with great Political power in addition to power in the cities underworld under your thumb would be very beneficial... However, what I don't get, is why you'd need any of that. From what you've told me, you're high class and you have plenty of pull already.
Rias: Because, life isn't all about Logic. You, were a risk.
Y/n: And? Do you think it paid off?
Rias: Only time will tell~
I stared into Rias' electric blue eyes for a few moments before exhaling heavily and looking out towards the horizon.
Y/n: So, now what?
Rias: I figured you'd want to take back your Gang.
Y/n: I suppose I should. I wouldn't want Old Benji to ruin all my hard work...
With that, I extinguished my cigarette, turned a perfect 180, and took myself back inside my room from the balcony and began to dress myself in my closet.
3rd Person Point of View
Rias watched you walk inside your room, disappearing into your closet. She would be the first to admit, she wasn't sure about taking a gamble. But so far, her taking a risk was paying off. However, she hadn't told you the entire truth. So far she only explained the basics, there were still many things she had yet to explain to you.
After a few minutes, you'd emerge from the closet in quite the simple outfit, consisting of a pair of comfortably fitting jeans and a sleeveless shirt that held quite a snug fit.
With a hair tie between your lips and one arm behind your head, lifting your hair, ready to put it into your signature ponytail, that is till you noticed Rias' electric blue eyes on you.
Y/n: What? If I'm your servant, you should get used to seeing this. Unless there's something else on your mind?
Rias: Hmm? No, just wondering what you'll do.
Y/n: To who? Benji? If I'm being honest, I'd rather just kick his ass and tell him to screw off... but I'll likely just off him. Nice and quick. A quick death, much more than he deserves. He knows many secrets that would ruin me if they got out.
Rias: Is there no other way?
Y/n: Sadly, I don't think so.
Rias: That's too bad.
Y/n: It is, but that is the thing about life. It isn't fair.
You slipped on a pair of combat boots and tucked the ends of your jeans into them before tying them and turning to look at Rias.
Y/n: Would you care to join me? I was thinking I could treat you to breakfast for reviving me.
Rias: Such a kind offer, though I think I must pass, I was actually hoping you'd be willing to meet your new companions.
Y/n: I suppose, but business must come first. I'll return in about an hour and thirty. Feel free to drop by and I'll gladly meet these companions.
Rias: Hmm, you seem to be accepting the truth of the situation much better than I had thought you would.
Y/n: Not really, I'm actually freaking out on the inside, but I have a best friend to kill, and business always comes first.
You gave a bright smile in Rias' direction, a smile, that with your statement, only reinforced the fact that you were a Killer, first and foremost.
Rias Point of View
That smile that he gave me didn't match his words. Any normal person, even a Devil, would never smile when saying something such as that, and here I thought he'd be different than other Men. But sadly he's just like them. Violent, cruel and simply just dogs.
Once he'd finally left, I dressed myself quickly and used a Magic circle to return to where I was approached by my best friend, Akeno Himejima, upon my arrival.
Akeno: Well? How'd it go?
Rias: Well, he's just like the rest...
Akeno: And what makes you think that?
Rias: When I thought he was taking things quite well, he promptly informed me that he was in fact freaking out, but to him, business comes first.
Akeno: Well that sounds more like someone who has their priorities straight to me.
Rias: I'd have said the same, however, on his way out, he looked at me and smiled after saying his business was to kill his best friend. I understand wanting to kill the one that betrayed him, while I think it could be handled literally any other way, it was the way he smiled.
Akeno: Oh, well that's too bad. But who knows, he may just surprise us.
Y/n Point of View
To say I was freaking out would be an understatement, not only did you die the previous night, but you'd found out that the thing that you'd refused to believe in was actually very much real.
You were currently sitting in your Mercedes-AMG GT R, just out the front door to your large corporate office building where you intended to kill Benji, however at the current moment, you were having a minor existential crisis.
It took you nearly 30 minutes to simply decide that there was no point worrying about it since what happened had already happened.
Finally you calmed yourself and stepped out of the car and made your way inside.
Upon your entry you were greeted by a shocked Seamus, head of security for both your office building, and your home, he'd been your fathers personal bodyguard, of course it was the day Seamus' wife had given birth to their daughter that your father was murdered. Nonetheless, Seamus was like an Uncle to you, being around the same age as your dad at 45 years old.
Seamus: S-Sir, y-you're alive!
Y/n: Please, Seamus. You've known me since I was born, you of all people have the right to use my name.
Seamus: Right, I just... when I heard you hadn't returned home last night, I became worried. I'd thought I'd failed at my job yet again.
Y/n: Well, while I'm not dead. I was attacked last night, by none other than Benji. So I've come to claim retribution. After all, he ruined my favorite white suit in the process.
Seamus looked as if he would break into tears. Despite his muscular appearance, he was quite the emotional softy underneath, however that didn't stop him from being quite the menacing opponent.
A/n: These are the basic looks for Seamus.
Seamus: Y/n, I owe your father my life, and he told me constantly that if he were to die, I was to take care of you. I plan to fulfill that promise.
Y/n: Seamus, I am fine. I was lucky to get some help quickly.
You gave Seamus a smile before clapping him on the shoulder.
Y/n: Tell Seline I say hello for me, yeah?
Seamus: Of course, Y/n. I'll be sure to tell her, now go take care of that bastard Benji, I never did like that kid.
Y/n: Yeah, I wish I'd listened sooner.
With a quick hug shared between the two of you, you made your way for the elevator, using it to go up to the top floor where your office is located, if Benji was anywhere, he'd be there.