Chapter 2 : SANTO CIELO

What Anthony saw next ... will forever haunt him...

The girl he was just dating moments ago was suddenly dressed in extremely provocative clothing which appeared out of nowhere, barely covering her body at all.

Her bust had also increased. But the thing that really got him was the pair of black wings which had sprouted from behind her... actual wings!

They were as black as a raven! Holding up her arms, some kind of spear manifested out of thin air, looking like it was made of pure light. Looking at Anthony with the eyes of a predator and a sadistic smirk, she threw it right at him!

Shaking off his initial terror, he dodged to the side, but this crazy bitch was scarily accurate, the spear of light just grazing his brand new shirt. Another second, he would have been an Italian-Kebab! "HEY! CHE CAZZO A MATTER WITH YOU?!"

Anthony shouted in Italian, with a mix of both fear and anger. Angry because he was attacked, fear because this was a unknown creature.

"You promised you'd die for me, so DIE!" Said Yuuma, making another spear and tossing it, faster this time! Anthony once again dodged, this time by rolling. Part of him wanted to run, but another part of him was curious as to why this girl was attacking him.

Now that he got a better look at her wings, they looked feathery... like an angels... was she an angel of death, or was this what his Grandmother meant by: "heaven's angels will carry your spirit to heaven?"

"W-What about our date?" He asked, but Yuuma just laughed at him.

"Don't worry, that date was everything I could've wanted. You really know how to treat a girl... but I still have to kill you" she answered, preparing another spear. Sadly, Anthony couldn't avoid this one completely, it ended up going straight through his right leg.

The pain was incredible! The spear, like the 2 others from earlier, vanished into thin air after a few seconds, leaving Anthony with a gaping hole in his leg. Yuuma showed no remorse upon her act... on the contrary, she looked pleased with herself.

"It's been fun, but you were just too dangerous to live. Couldn't have your Sacred Gear awaken, Azazel's orders" said Yuuma, throwing one last spear of light, this time into Anthony's chest! It missed his heart, but it still hurt like hell. Sneering at the downed human, she considered her work done and she flew off.

'Sacred Gear... che diavolo è quella merda? A new Yu-Gi-Oh card series?' Anthony thought to himself... and Azazel, why did that name sound familiar?

He'll worry about that later. Right now, he needed to get to a hospital and... pfft, that'll be a good story.

-FANTASY-

"Good evening, Mister Messuri. I'm Doctor... whoa. The fuck happened to you?" Asked the ER doctor, who just walked into the room after moving the curtain.

He was looking down at a clipboard with the patients information, but didn't expect the damage he was seeing.

"Oh nothing, just an angel stabbed me in the heart after our date..." Anthony said. The doctor stared at him with a cocked eyebrow, and left behind the curtain.

"Wait, where ya going?" The Italian called out. The doctor returned with a... "H-H-HEY! Put that syringe down! I'M NOT CRAZY!"

-END FANTASY-

Anthony collected all his remaining strength and, with a groan of intense pain; rose to his feet, holding the gaping hole in his chest.

He only moved about 2 feet before falling to his knees... he lost allot of blood, he wasn't gonna last much longer. He called for help, but it came out as a horse wail.

He tried again... same result. Was this it? Was getting killed by one of Gods servants his fate? What had he ever done wrong? He fell to the ground as these questions ran through his head... he didn't want to die.

As his eyes began closing, he saw someone approach him... that angel come to finish the job?... no. This new figure was wearing a skirt, one of Kuoh Academy's...

He blacked out, darkness overtaking him...

-TIME BREAK-

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"GAAAAAAH!" Shouted Anthony, gasping from brea-... wait. Why was his alarm going off? Shutting it off, he looked around.

He was back in his home, in his own room... how? Was that all just a dream? No way... it felt real... TOO real.

And when did he take his shirt off... and the rest of his clothes? He started feeling his chest... nothing. He ran a hand down his leg.. still nothing.

No blood, no holes... just skin. "I... I'm alive?... maybe I should stop eating ravioli's before bed, but why the hell am I naked?"

He asked aloud. Chalking it up to his dinner Saturday night, he started getting up. Putting his hands on the covers to pick himself up...

Smoosh.

"The hell? What's my pillow doing under..."

It was NOT his pillow.

"S-S-SANTO CIELO!" He yelped, seeing something or rather, some-THINGS, that he didn't think he'd see until he was married.

It was not one, but 2 mounds of flesh, attached to a girl in... "A girl... in my bed? N-N-No way, no fucking way!" He stuttered. If this were any other situation, this would be awesome.

Either the girl heard his voice or she was getting up herself, because she began to stir. Another thing Anthony noticed was the distinct color of the girls hair... red.

Despite what he saw in mangas' and anime back in the U.S., odd color hair like that wasn't common in Japan. Their was only one person he KNEW had that color...

"A-Anthony?" She asked, the voice indeed belonging to none other than one of the 2 'Greats'; Rias Gremory herself! Why was she in his house, let alone; HIS FREAKING BED! AND NAKED! She began moving, rubbing the sleep out for her eyes before getting up. "Hey..." she said, yawning; rather cutely.

As she stretched, her impressive breasts also jiggled. His eyes couldn't help but lock-on, but once he realized what he was doing, he covered his eyes.