Rayne Kruspe

Diavolo x MC

(Part 1) 

Lord Diavolo makes his ploy known to Rayne. She finds herself stuck between what she has to do as well as what he had decreed. Will there be any way for her to succeed in her objective or will the Prince of Hell hinder her goal?

Rayne appeared to be a little more relaxed when he explained that he would not harm her. He was satisfied with her reaction and he picked up his glass and took a sip of his Demonus as he quietly observed her. “I am certain that you are curious as to why you have been summoned?” He had a gentle smile on his lips as he tilted his head to the side a little.

“Well… I did wonder, but I assumed it had something to do with what happened in the tomb the other night?” Rayne responded softly, her purple doe eyes looking back towards him, it was a look that all demons loved, and he was not the exception. Rayne fidgeted slightly with her hands as she looked down, she was not sure if she was in trouble or had done something to offend even the Prince of Hell as she had done with Lucifer.

Lord Diavolo chuckled at her slightly and sat back against his throne. “Yes, it does have something to do with that, but it is not the main subject.” He kept that grin on his face as he considered how he wanted to convey his plans for her. Usually, Lord Diavolo was a rather enthusiastic man who seemed careful and joyful. However, he had a different air about him this time, he appeared more somber and thoughtful.

“The reason I have summoned you here is to have to do what happened the other night, but that is not the sole reason. It seems that you have had some,” he considered his words once more as he raised his eyes from her features for a moment. “Issues when it comes to some of the brothers,” he concluded before he looked onto her face once more. She still had an expression that reminded him of a little lamb, it was a thought that caused him to slightly chuckle. He placed his elbow upon the arm of the chair and he placed his cheek within his palm ever so elegantly.

“Rayne, from now on, you will be staying here.” He spoke plainly and more so of a demand rather than a suggestion or request. He felt the best way to handle this situation was to be forthright with her and to the point. He could see the wavering look within her eyes and it raised a question whether she was opposed to the idea.

Rayne felt as if she had hit a roadblock. Lord Diavolo had decreed that she would be staying there, but why? She knew there was no discussing the issue. However, there was something that was weighing in the back of her mind? What about Belphie? The plan that was set in motion to release the seventh brother required her to make pacts with all six demons. If she were to reside within the Demon Lord’s manor, then it would make it difficult to obtain her goal.

“You are hesitant, why is that?” Lord Diavolo leaned forward and set his golden gaze over her face. He had a grin on his face as he knew he would be able to see the truth from the lies if she were to try and deceive him. He did wonder if she would be honest and even considered delving deeper into her mind should he choose to do so. However, what would be the fun in that?

Rayne’s eyes widened slightly as she knew that nobody was to know about the seventh brother. He was a powerful demon, she had a feeling that lying to him was not an option. “I… well… I am hesitant because I really want to gain Lucifer’s respect by making pacts with his brothers, I know I am off to a rocky start with him and only want to be in his good graces,” she looked into his eyes. She was telling the truth, but only part of it.

Lord Diavolo was able to discern the truth from her. It was an entertaining thought and he wondered if she would be successful. The reason for her wishing to gain his respect seemed reasonable enough, however, he sensed something deeper. However, it did not matter to him. “Very well, nonetheless, you will be staying here, it is for your own safety,” he replied in a matter of fact way. There would be no denying Lord Diavolo’s wishes, and this human exchange student was not the exception.

It was obvious that she was unable to talk her way out of this, but she still felt it was unnecessary. If it was for her safety, shouldn’t she have a say in it? Lucifer did apologize for his outburst and Levi did as well. In fact, Levi agreed to make a pact with her as a way to apologize to his actions, even if he did not outwardly admit it. Would she still be able to save Belphie? Perhaps she could still visit the House of Lamentation from time to time.

“As for your arrangements, you will only be allowed to leave the manor to attend your classes, but you will return here afterward. Barbatos will escort you to and from school, am I clear?” He grinned as he kept his gaze onto her face. It was made rather clear that this was to be the specifications of her new modus vivendi. It may have seemed that he was keeping her as a captive, but should something undesirable happen to her, then his program would go to shambles. That would not be acceptable.

Everything happened so quickly that Rayne was unsure what to think. For the first time, she broke her eye contact with Lord Diavolo and glanced towards the ground. She felt trepidation within herself at what had been decreed. Who was she to question his motives? It was made abundantly clear that she was simply an exchange student and a visitor within this realm. “Yes… sir, I understand…” She gave in, she knew she had no choice.

A quick snippet I made last night, I have no idea where it will head, but it is a good start to a possible steamy story. I just need to come up with a few ideas.

SFW, this part at least, most like will be NSFW later on. Ideas anyone? I am always down for some input! 

Lord Diavolo sat upon his throne and appeared to be deep in thought. The exchange program had begun roughly three months ago and everything seemed to be going swimmingly. The human Solomon resided with the angels in Purgatory Hall whereas the human named Rayne stayed with the brothers at the House of Lamentation due to her complete lack of magic.

They made progress with no major issues, except for Lucifer's concerns regarding Rayne. Apparently, he worried about how she had been getting into the affairs that regarded the brothers. He could not help but chuckle as his golden eyes were fixed onto a particular portrait on the wall, it was of his father who had been hibernating for a few millenniums now. He knew he would disapprove of his exchange program. But he wasn't here now, was he?

He pondered on the human, Rayne. It was just the other day he had to rush to the underground tomb to stop Lucifer from harming Rayne for her attempt to protect Beelzebub and Luke. She was protecting a full fledge demon and an angel. Her. A human who did not have an ounce of magic to her name. It showed great courage, as foolish as it may have seemed. He liked that.

After Lord Diavolo spoke to Lucifer about the situation, he had been sitting on an idea, one he felt would be agreeable to both parties. He wondered if it would be best if Rayne stayed at his manor. Lord Diavolo was never one to lose his temper as the brothers did. Even when Lucifer lost his composure, he was slightly surprised. However,  he could not blame him. Grimoires were very important and he knew exactly whose soul resided in the grimoire in their tomb. Lord Diavolo raised his glass of Demonus and swirled the contents around haphazardly. "Barbatos... Bring her to me."

"Yes, Young Master," Barbatos said with an easy smile as he placed his hand over his chest and bowed politely before he disappeared from the courtroom. Lord Diavolo quietly pondered as he replayed the scene within the brother’s tomb in his head.

It did not take too long for Barbatos to return with a very confused Rayne. Lord Diavolo had a smile upon his face as she came into view. He was currently in his demon form as he sat upon his throne. It was quiet for a moment as Rayne bowed before him. She seemed slightly befuddled, but it appeared that she came willingly, this was a good thing. He admired the amethyst orbs she possessed and how it complimented her pale skin and ebony locks. She almost looked like a little lamb, which was not surprising, considering she was, in fact, among wolves within the Devildom and all of its denizens.

"Lord Diavolo... You wished to see me?" Rayne asked with a perplexed look on her face. It was past curfew and she was unsure why he requested her presence. Since it was Barbatos requesting to see her on behalf of Lord Diavolo, Lucifer could not refuse.

He grinned slightly as he tilted his head a little, she seemed a little taken aback, but then it dawned on him. "I am sure you are not accustomed to seeing me in this form. Lay your worries to rest, you are not in trouble and I will not harm you." He spoke gently. He knew she had already seen three demons shift in a few worrisome situations, all were rather negative as two of them, Mammon and Lucifer, meant to attack her. "I only called you here to speak on an important matter, if you would indulge me," he leaned forward and shifted his position as he placed his elbows on top of his thighs and clasped his hands together before pressing them against his chin as he observed her. He was checking for any shifts in her aura, he did not want her to be uncomfortable with his new form.

Diavolo x MC x Lucifer

Safe for work. Contains soft Luci and Dia. A new story I am currently working on.

**Warning: Do not read if suicidal ideology triggers you or bothers you. This is all based in fiction and is kept in fiction.**

What happened after MC returns home after all the time she spent within the Devildom? What if she finds her old life unfulfilling and wished to return? This story is based on my MC, Rayne Kruspe. She returns home and realizes her time within the Devildom was more fulfilling and worthwhile than the life she has in the Human World. I may have felt a bit angsty when writing this, but what better way to express one's emotions?

(Contains a few headcanon ideas within the story that has not been explained in the story. I hope you enjoy!

Lyrics within the story belongs to Marilyn Manson 'Coma White'.)

'There's something cold and blank behind her smile. She's standing on an overpass in a miracle mile.'

Tears streamed down her rosy cheeks as she stared below into the coursing river. The current would surely take her under and given the distance between the bridge she stood on in addition, it would certainly accomplish the only goal in her mind.

It had been six months since Rayne returned to the human world from the time she spent in the Devildom. She was having the time of her life and, truth be told, she never felt alone. Even if things had gone rather bad for her, everything ended up working itself out. Ever since she had returned, she found herself missing the antics of the brothers and their endearing quirks. She missed it all from Lucifer's strict leadership to Mammon's get rich schemes. The way Levi would get excited over a new video game or anime as well as Satan's quiet contemplation over a good book was something she adored. Whenever Asmo would hit on her or anything else on two legs and Beel's insatiable hunger and adorable ways in addition to Belphie's sleepy nature, she could not help but smile.

She even admired the dynamics between the Demon Prince and his loyal steward, Barbatos. The angels were endearing and the other human, Solomon kept her grounded when things got tough. They all were special to her in one way or another and they had brought so much joy to her humdrum life. Truth be told, she never wanted to leave.

Yet, here she was. She did not understand how lonely her life was until she met every single one of these people. She lived a rather mediocre life before she appeared within the Devildom and it took her a while to open up to them, but when she did, she felt accepted, for the most part.

Now, she returned to her mundane, boring, and lonely life and she realized something crucial. She did not want it anymore. Things had gone to hell and back, figuratively, and she could not stand any of it. She missed everyone who she would dare call friends. There had been plenty of moments where she would hold her D.D.D. just to reach out, she wanted to feel that connection again. Then she reminded herself, she was just a human exchange student. Surely, they had all forgotten about her by now and moved onto better things. One year in the Devildom was equivalent to one month in the human world. With this in mind, six years had passed in their world and she was sure they had forgotten her by now.

Even though Lord Diavolo had expressed that he would miss her and she always had a place within the Devildom if she wished to return, she did not have the means or ability to open a portal on a whim. No, they moved on and she was stuck in her own misery.

Fortunately, for her, this bridge had little to no traffic, so she would not suffer any interruptions. She would be able to complete her goal and end her own life. Suicide was a sin, right? Sinners went to Hell, and this was her ultimate goal. She was unsure if she would become a mindless wisp of a soul in their world, but at least she would be there.

Her purple eyes stared at the clashing water down below and it had a peaceful sound. Strands of her ebony locks blew about in her face as the wind washed over her body. She was here, all she needed to do now was jump. That was it. But, why was it so difficult to let go of the cool metal fence along the bridge.

Her slender body leaned forward and stood away from the bridge while her dainty hands kept ahold of the metal. Her throat was dry and her cheeks were wet from the tears. It was a now or never sort of situation and she needed to take the plunge. There was somewhere she wanted to be, somewhere she desired to be. Her lithe fingers released the bridge and she closed her eyes. The wind cut through her short frame and it was enough for her breath to stifle and her lungs to tighten within her chest.

'Cause you were from a perfect world, a world that threw me away today, today, today, to run away.'

The water grew closer to her, although she was unable to see since she tightly closed her eyes to prepare for the impending impact she would make when she broke the surface of the water. There were no doubts the current would take her and the last thing she remembered running through her mind was how it would feel like to drown. Would she feel anything at all?

Her mind slipped into darkness as she passed out before a pair of powerful arms had swooped out to catch her mid-fall. With her tiny frame, it was easy enough for her savior to seize her from midair. The sound of mighty bat wings was heard as they had ascended from over the roaring waves and higher into the air.