La Caballista
Disclaimer: I do not own DMC3, or make any profit out of this story. Don't sue! XP
Summary: Lately, DMC3 fics have been all about teenagers... What about a DMC3 fic about a normal 12-year-old kid in the world of demons?
Chapter One: How It All Started-
First person POV-
Hi. My name is Ashley McCandlish. But my friends mostly call me Ashurii, just because. 5"5, 5"6 with shoes. Tan skin, brown eyes, and black hair in braids. That's me, all right! And here is my story—how I got screwed into a huge adventure, how I got trapped in the demonic dimension in a game I'd never expect to be in.
You ready?
It was a pretty normal day. I had just gotten home from school, tired from wearing the dumb uniform. Navy blue pants, light blue shirt. Boring charter school. And as usual, I went downstairs to the playroom. Good entertainment, ya know? Anyway, down in the playroom there was my brother's good old stable PS2. A MODDED PS2. It could play just about any game under the sun. Pretty neat.
I had just heard that my brother bought a copy of Devil May Cry 3. Naturally, I was excited. If I couldn't play Resident Evil 4, then this was close enough! Plus, Dante was pretty cool… I had seen the cover of the game case before. I pressed the button to open the CD slot, quickly finding the perfect CD labeled "Devil May Cry 3". Pressing it in, I closed the CD slot and flipped the switch to the PS2. When the Playstation Two/Toxic screen came on, I began to get excited. I mean, really excited. Soon, there was the questioning of data, so I pressed X for 'yes'. The screen loaded, and I stared in awe at the screen. "DMC!" I screamed, talking to myself. "Hell, yes! Great!" I pressed start as the screen instructed and started a new file. For the first mission, I selected to be a Gunslinger. Guns were fun!
So I went back to the main mission screen and went on, preparing for my first battle.
I started slashing at demons with the sword, and occasionally jumping up and shooting at them with the gun. It was matrix style to me! It was great! But the screen began flashing oddly just as I picked up a blue orb… I remembered that I was supposed to turn it off if the PS2 overheated, since it had no fan, but it overheated so quickly? And when was ghosting normal? I pondered over these questions as the screen suddenly flashed orange.
Orange? When did that happen?
'I guess I should reset it.' I thought, reaching to flip the switch. But as soon as a touched it…
FWOOM.
A white light blinded me. Around me, there was nothing but… blank scenery. What the hell? Am I going to die? Did I get shocked or something?
My question was soon answered as a bullet whizzed past my head.
I blinked twice, noticing that the scenery had changed. Wait a minute… I was in the damn game! How the hell did that happen?
Dante stood in front of me, finishing off the last demon with two bullets. Hearing my furious mumbling to myself on trying to re-cap on what had happened, he turned to face me. He seemed confused. "Who are you?"
I started at him, and then looked at a shattered piece of glass on the floor. 'Hey, wait a minute.' I thought to myself once more. 'I changed! I'm 3D like! It's like I'm modified in the game.' Looking up to meet his eyes, I stuttered, "Ashley McCandlish, Mr. Dante." I was always the shy one, even though sometimes I was a complete do-do brain.
He began to nod and help me up, but he then pushed me out of the way. "Look out!"
End Chapter One-
I really tried on this. ;; To make it realistic of what a twelve-year-old would say and do if such things happened. So, please review! 5 reviews to the next chapter.
