It was the day of celebration as the city was finally rebuilt after the Hellgate's wrath was unleashed on it. The children played, the woman danced, and Nero took his spot in the corner tuning his Red Queen alongside Kyrie.
"Nero, you really don't have to wear that cast on your arm anymore. Everybody already knows what's under it." Kyrie said pointedly to Nero.
"It attracts too much attention. I'd rather look like a cripple than demon hunter. You have to admit that the people love being able to write their names on it every day. Besides Kyrie, I could break out of it any second if I needed to." Nero replied, shrugging.
"Okay honey. Sheesh, you men and your pride." Kyrie said, rolling her eyes.
"HEY! It's Nero! Look! Look!" The kids ran over to the famed demon hunter and asked to write on his cast.
"Yo kids, having fun at the party?" Nero laughed.
It was a fun memorable day for the whole city as they partied through the night. The young couple however decided to call it a night since somebody would have to keep watch over the town early in the morning.
Kyrie kissed Nero and then turned over to sleep on their bed. Once Nero knew she was asleep he got up and entered his "workshop" in the backyard.
"RAAGGHHH!"
The
yell broke out of Nero as if he had gone mad.
"MORE POWER! I NEED MORE!" he yelled gain.
The mental dam he had put up was let loose. The demonic whispers emanating from his arm attacked him. The cast on his arm was instantly turned to ash as the devil bringer began to glow a blinding blue light.
"The town is rebuilt, and the order is restored… Today I should call him. Today I'm going to end it." Nero reached for the phone and dialled the numbers he was so hesitant to dial before.
Ring…Ring…Ring….Ring
"Devil
May Cry speaking. It's way past working hours so"
"DANTE!" Nero yelled, cutting of Dante's speech.
"Oh hey well if it isn't mini-me, how's my gift treating ya?" Dante's voice crackled through the speaker, in the same cocky-ass voice he always had.
"Dante, I need you over here now! I think I'm going to lose it! This arm is trying to eat me alive." Nero gasped, straining against the whispers.
"Ok we'll just skip the formalities then. I'll be there in two hours. Don't let me down and lose it till then"
Nero lightly placed the phone back on its charger. He didn't want to allow anger to take him over.
With his left hand he grasped one of the pens on his table and began to write a letter to the one he loved. It took everything he had to fight back the whispers. He didn't want a clouded head to be writing something as important as this.
The moments passed and his devil bringer was beginning to flash violent rays of blue. The Familiar was on the brink of exploding from his body. When all of a sudden, a shade of red passed through the window and there was a loud knocking on the door.
Nero, unable to move off the floor, pulled open the door with the devil bringer.
"Damn kid! You look like a mess. That arm of yours is shinier than a disco ball." Dante said as he stepped in.
"Dante, something has happened. I keep hearing these whispers telling me to look for more power. I can't hold it anymore! IT'S DRIVING ME INSANE!"
"Well, I'm not going to lie to ya. Every time I meet a human who's taken in some sort of demonic power dies like this. The first time being one of my friend's father." Dante said, shrugging coolly.
"Then take me out now, while I still have my sanity left! The last thing I want is to be a power-hungry monster hell-bent on doing whatever it takes to feed my lust." Nero growled, a slight distortion was coming into his voice.
Dante gave Nero a cold stare and saw the pain he was in. He then pulled out his duo pistols and pointed them Nero. "Ok, I understand. Good thing this room is soundproof. Don't want to scare anyone. Anyway, first question. Have any last requests?" he asked.
"The envelope on the desk… give it to Kyrie… AHHHGHHHH!" Nero cried out, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold in the whispers. His eyes glowed red and blue steam began to emanate from his body.
"I'll do that. I have a good track record of fulfilling last requests so don't worry too much about it. Last question… Ebony or Ivory?" Dante indicated the two pistols he held as he asked the question.
"EBONY." The distortion in Nero's voice was much more noticeable now.
"You really are just like him, Y'kno." Dante said suddenly.
Nero looked up, wondering what he was talking about. The moment he did…
BANG!
