"Hey Boss, fancy meeting you here"
Everybody turned towards the new arrival. It was a muscular teenage boy, he had dirty blond hair and silver eyes.
It was obviously Harry but in a disguise. This disguise was to pay respect to Simon Belmont from the original game.
"If you weren't my cousin's husband I would have killed you on the spot Constantine" the boy started to release some anger
When Dean realized who this was he started fangirling on the inside. It didn't matter that the boy was a teen. This was a Belmont, a real one, the legendary line of Hunters. Said to be the best in the world, hunting monsters for centuries.
It's like a scientist suddenly met Albert Einstein or Isaac Newton. Obviously they would be excited as well
But then it came, the suffocating presence of something much much stronger than you. Sam and Dean buckled under the pressure as they were the nearest to Constantine.
The team was doing much worse. Ziva's eyes were dilating, she was in flight or flight mode. Gibbs and Vance clenched their fists but they couldn't move. Fear overtook all of them, their own brains shut down motor functions, they were frozen in place
'Fucking hell' Dean started to curse in his mind 'Isn't this a bit too much from a teenager?'
'This is insane' Sam steadied himself as he got used to the pressure.
"john how strong is he?" Dean whispered to his fellow hunter
Constantine who was sweating just pointed upward with his finger.
Both brothers understood what he meant and stared at him with shocked expressions
' 'High Class' '
Belmont went to the corpse and positioned his hand above the wound "Definitely a fallen" he places his hand inside the wound dipping his finger in the blood, before pulling it out and rubbing his thumb over his index and middle finger
"Judging by the light residue in the wound I would say Mid-Class and there was more then one Fallen, a few Low-Class as well.
The victim also had a sacred gear, it is imprinted on his body, most likely a sword type judging by the aura and calluses on his hands. Even if it isn't awakened it will still influence its host in some way to get them to train in certain areas as a hobby"
'All that just from the wound and some blood?' Sam was very impressed 'As expected from the Belmont's. If this kid is the one who leads the family then he must be skilled in all sorts of areas'
Belmont closed his eyes and focused hard, he was using blood magic to track down the approximate location of the person who dealt this blow.
Under everybody's eyes blood from the corpse started float up, it stayed there and pulsed before it flew into a certain direction and splattered over the wall.
"Found it"
Constantine cleared his throat "What now?"
"Now I have fallen to kill. They killed an innocent. Doesn't matter if they were rouge but I think this was a team. They are dead. I will rip their wings off, barbeque them and shove the wings down their throats until they choke to death"
He turns to Constantine "Your punishment is over. Your wife has been nagging me for weeks. Get your ass back home then go out hunting again"
"Yes sir" Constantine's back straightened up
"Oh and John, you screw up again, forget me punishing you, I'll break your limbs so you stay months tied to a bed, since you will be home I doubt my cousin would bother me as much. Am i clear?"
Constantine swallowed a bit too loud "Crystal"
Belmont snapped his fingers and a magic circle appeared beneath his feet and he was gone.
The pressure that everybody was under disappeared MC Gee fell on his ass on the ground and so did Palmer. Gibbs caught Abby and Vance studied Ducky.
Tony grabbed the autopsy table to steady herself and he held Ziva with his other hand. His shirt was soaked with cold sweat. 'What the hell did we just see?'
"Damn so that was Lord Belmont" Sam said with clear respect in his voice.
"Sammy, that might have been the coolest teen we have met." Dean was looking at the spot were Belmont disappeared
"It's rare for humans to reach High Class at all and he did it while he is just a teen. Guess the Hunters will have a powerhouse in the future" Sam smiled when he thought about that. Hunters are mercenaries, split into different organizations and teams. If the Belmonts actually managed to make an Ultimate Class that would change a lot of things.
"But is it okay for him to reveal himself to these guys" Dean points at the people in the Morgue.
Constantine let out a sigh "Reveal what?"
"Well his appearance for on-" Sam stopped himself as the words died in his throat. ' I can't remember! Why can't I remember what he looks like?'
"Whoa that's freaky" Dean frowned no matter how hard he tried he couldn't remember the face of the boy that was just here
The rest of the people in the room also quickly realized they couldn't remember his face.
"Our leader is paranoid to the extreme, he wiped the memory of his face from everybody here. We got off lightly, I shudder to imagine what would happen if he came in his usual moods, he would have sent me flying through the wall"
"Is what's he usually like?" Abby asked in a quiet voice
John scratched his chin "Well he is either training or coming back from a hunt covered in blood. He is very serious and doesn't like to mess around. High expectations and all that. Said to be the most talented person in the entire history of the Belmonts. Well enough of that" he straightened his coat.
"Director Vance I expect these two morons to be released and their items returned. Do your usual cover-up and inform the other agencies. You guys should really get a list of all the hunters names so this shit doesn't happen again. These people are risking their lives just so you can live in a less shitty reality at least have the decency to make their hunts easier."
Vance sighed "I will let them go, but make no promises about the other agencies. Politics are complicated"
Sam stepped up "Thanks for the save John"
"Yeah, seriously" Dean also nodded, this wasn't just a regular favor he did for them. The psycho infiltrated a government agency and strong armed them, and Dean was pretty sure John was talking out of his ass the whole time, call it a hunch. The madman bluffed the government... and it worked.
Constantine nodded at them "I'll be sure to collect, now you lonely bachelors do whatever you want. I on the other hand have a lovely wife waiting for me at home. Cao~" a magic circle appeared under his feat and the next moment John was gone in a flash of light.
The NCIS team watched in awe, still trying to wrap the idea of magic being real in their minds. Vance just chuckled "You know, I'm going to take a page out of his book. Its been a long day and I just remembered that my wife finished early today. And seeing how everybody else in this room is single currently, might I suggest the bar" with that final comment Vance left the room with a smile on his face
"Soo... bar?" Tony said hopefully only to get a smack on his head from Gibbs.
Dr.Mallard shook his head "I'm afraid not Tony, you see I already have a date and it's rude to keep a lady waiting."
"Man, that is so unfair, he is like ancient" Dean complained 'I can't believe an old man is going to get some game tonight while I'm stuck with these guys'
"Dean that's rude. And unlike you I believe he has something called style" Sam just smirked
"I got style!" Dean sounded offended at that
"Dude, you look like a lumberjack without the beard" Tony deadpanned at him. "In fact I'm pretty sure we found exactly that type of axe in your trunk"
"Oh yeah, it was covered in some weird blood I couldn't identify. Wait was it monster blood. OMG I have monster blood in my lab. I need to run some test!" Abby looked like Christmas came early.
Sam and Dean looked at each other then at Abby, they gave her a look of pity "" Good luck with that ""
Without magic analyzing the blood of the things they killed was a waste of time. It's like doing calculus without knowing basic math. Without the principles of magecraft she wouldn't get anywhere with that.
Ziva watched as Tony was still on guard, watching the brothers. Frankly she would be too if not her entire belief being turned upside down. But in moments like these, a little fun to lighten the mood would come a long way.
Ziva turns to Sam. "You guys must be quite the daredevils to go after these things. Oh and I think you are too handsome to be a lumberjack" Ziva compliments Sam, there was a bit of mischief in her eyes.
Out of the corner of his eye Sam saw Tony's shocked expression 'Ohh. So that's her play. Sure, she looks like a good contact to have'
"Thank you, you know we don't get enough appreciation for this. And I think you are too pretty to be an agent"
Ziva made a fake look at being slightly offended "Well I can't have someone doubting my skills. How about a round at the firing range"
"You are on" Sam smiled at her and both left the room. Dean and Tony look at them leaving with their jaw's dropped.
"Damn Ziva works fast" McGee couldn't help but say.
Tony and Abby looked at each other and nodded.
Smack x2
"Oww." McGee grabbed his head "What was that for?"
"You know why" Tony pointed his finger at him, McGee turned to Abby and she had her fists on her hips " That's for saying Ziva is easy"
McGee was flabbergasted "B-but I didn't! Abby I didn't say that"
Gibbs just rubbed the bridge of his nose. Before making a decision and leaving the morgue. He needed something a lot stronger than coffee if he was going to survive the day. So he was just going to pour some whiskey in his next coffee. He has been doing this for years only on difficult cases.
And his team never even suspected it. For investigators this was also a test for them. But recently he was wondering if they ever would catch on.
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Harry was driving through the city at top speed, right at the direction the blood spell pointed at. He was also eager to get this done. Not only was he going to get more materials. But the elusive Lord Belmont would get a big reputation boost.
Meaning better deals on the hunter market with this identity. He has a few other hunters sell their loot to him now. Organizations pay for elimination of the target, they in turn get paid by governments or factions.
But now the legendary Belmont was willing to pay for monster parts. To the hunters this was just a big bonus. They get to sell stuff that is generally useless to them as gathering and preserving the parts was a pain in the ass, as well as hopefully making a connection with the Belmont's.
As Harry drove through town, he noticed it was taking him to the suburbs of the city, right at a semi abandoned church.
'How cliché.' Harry parked his car that was now invisible thanks to a few hundred runes he personally etched into this thing.
'Stealth comes first' he uses the Death Cloak. It turned to a mist like substance and clung to his body like a second layer of skin. One moment he was there and the next he was gone without a trace.
Harry proceeded to slowly approach the church. Careful not to leave any traces, he already muted his footsteps with magic and a one meter area around him. But more caution never hurt anybody.
' No wards, no barriers. It's completely defenseless. Then again hiding in plain sight also has it's advantages. If there were any wards it's natural to assume someone is inside or something valuable is being kept there.'
He slowly crept towards the window and once he was there he took a peek inside. The next moment his eyes widened before a smile formed on his face.
'Well, well. What are the odds of this??'
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Well that's the mini arc over with. I liked the interactions. it was fun. Now for why I did it. It comes down to world building. In Conon DxD, we know that all the big and mid companies know about the supernatural. At least their CEO's knew.
I don't remember if there was any government involvement in DxD. So I wanted to expand on that. Harry is also leaving rumors for the Belmont name. Making things seem natural. Somebody was bound to take a shot at a Belmont, delivering themselves to Harry.
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