Disclaimer ; No I don't own Devil May Cry.
"Devil" speech
'May' thoughts
Cry devil arms speaking
Chapter 1 ; New beginnings for a Dark Slayer.
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The Demon world had many particular laws with witch each demon is bound by, the most important being the rule of devil-arms, after being defeated, or possibly passed down from the previous generation, they served they're master faithfully, the consequences of refusing where dire, this Vergil knew, he had spared Dante as Nelo Angelo.
There was another important rule, if for some reason a Devil-arm is left un-claimed for more than 6 days 6 hours and 6 minutes then the demons contract is void. Vergil knew this after he woke in the ruins of Mallet island, in his 19 year old body, Devil-arms don't age.
The post battle calmness still lingered in the air and demons on the island, proving useful to test his body against and earn orbs his body was craving for.
It had been a relatively simple task to navigate through the destroyed castle and Vergil was now seeking out a town on the island, his clothes were in a state of disarray, all that remained was his tattered pants and part of his vest, now hanging from one shoulder.
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( Vergils P.O.V. )
My demon instincts meant I had ducked before I knew why, it became clear when the tree behind me collapsed.
Locating the source I spun around to face a humanoid Demon, it was slightly shorter than myself, had skin to pale to be human and wore strange boots and gloves, possibly a devil arm, never a good sign when facing a demon.
"So what's a little half-breed Bastard son of Sparda killin' my men for ?" asked the Demon.
"Waiting for some real sport to show up." I stated drawing Yamato, 'I'll have to make this quick' with that I vanished, re-appearing in an instant before my opponent and slashing his chest five times in a second.
The demon's body suddenly turned to water and collapsed, that caught me off guard.
"What ?" just as the word left my mouth, I felt a kick to my rips and was thrown through the air,
"An ability of this Devil arm half-breed." The demon rushed at me again, but before he reached me, I had disappeared, and reappeared behind him cutting the demon in half and spun to block the real demons punch.
"Not bad, half-breed." Suddenly my eyes flashed green as a set of summon swords began to spiral around me, cutting into the demon, using the opportunity I began a cutting some fast sword combos into the demon before it dived back.
Quickly sheathing my Yamato I used a quick judgement cut before teleporting in front of the demon and unleashing a furious barrage of attacks.
Jumping back the demon quickly called up several copies of himself to attack with.
Using rapid displacement and some speedy strikes I quickly found the real one and moved in for the kill, only for the demon to catch Yamato's razor sharp edge with out any trouble.
"Damn it !" "Playtimes over half-breed." Stated the Demon flinging me several feet before I connected with a rock.
"Perhaps you should go back to being Mundus' little bitch !" Stated the Demon before letting off an inhuman cry as I cut off his arm, now in my triggered form. Furious anger racing through my veins.
"I don't know where you came from, but you obviously don't know me very well, scum." I seethed, dropping from my Demon form and placing Yamato's tip to the demons throat.
Suddenly there was a flash of light, after my vision cleared I noticed that I was wearing the boots and gloves.
"That coward sacrificed his Devil arm to escape, errr, what's your name Demon ?" with that I heard a hissing voice in the back of my mind.
Leviathan'sss, Master'ss Vergil'sss
"Do you have any abilities that can get me off this wretched island ?" I asked finally making it to the coast, the fresh sea smell a nice change from the smell of Demon blood.
I'sss can make'sss you breath'ss under water'sssss
"How much demon blood Leviathan ?" I asked , this would likely take awhile.
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In a harbour in New York city if one cared to notice one would see a Shirtless man with snowy white hair pull himself from the sea, and head into the city.
Quickly heading to an A.T.M. Vergil withdrew some cash from his still active accounts from his Dark Slayer demon hunting days, he ignored the looks he got from people.
After acquiring some cash Vergil entered the first shop he came across picking up as much clothing as he believed he may need, and checked into the nearest hotel.
He now resided in the Calister hotel, it would only be temporary though, he'd get a place of his own, that or Dante failed to defeat Mundus and he'd be rushing to a suicidal battle instead.
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( Vergils P.O.V. )
Rivets of water ran down my chest as I focused on checking my wounds in the shower. Nothing my demon blood couldn't handle.
I thought of what my next move should be as I showered. That is assuming Mundus is dead.
'Training. It must be done, I'll also restart the dark slayer business, earning money and training, perfect.' Turning off the shower I wrapped a towel around my waist before wandering over to and collapsing onto the bed.
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Only a mere 4 hours after falling a sleep Vergil sprung from his sleep in a cold sweat cutting the air in front of him with Yamato.
Throwing the covers from him Vergil quickly donned a pair of black jeans, a dark blue t-shirt, combat boots and a pair of finger less gloves. He'd need to hunt to rid himself of this fear.
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( Vergils P.O.V.)
Demons, it seemed were still as foolish as ever, when stalking me they failed to notice Yamato at my side, or my demonic aura. For the kill I quickly turned and asked, "Who's there ?" in a frightened voice.
With that several Prides jumped from the shadow's at me, as I crouched and prepared my Yamato. 'Playtime'
As I cut my way through the demon swarm, enjoying myself to no end, I failed to notice the motorcycle headlights behind me as the Demons scattered in fear.
Sensing no more demons, I quickly sheathed my Yamato, I was then shocked to receive a kick in the back which sent me tumbling, I quickly righted myself and faced my attack, a furious looking woman.
"Dante ! You damn demon scum, how dare you come back here after what you did." Shouted the woman, pulling two guns from her belt and opening fire.
Quickly dodging the bullets and displacing behind the woman, I caught both her arms and turned her to face me, I came across a familiar pair of eyes. 'Arkham ?'
"When'd you get so fast ?" asked the woman with different coloured eyes.
"Mary Arkham ?" I asked, had she survived the tower.
"You, you called me that, who are you ?" asked 'Mary' with a shocked expression.
"The Dark Slayer, Lady." He remembered her preferred name now, with that he was off displaced away from the huntress.
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( Lady's P.O.V. )
At the mercenary bar the next day, I heard rumours of a man calling himself the dark slayer, a man who could dodge bullets.
He had left a number for clients who 'liked ghost stories', a code for demon problems.
Well, Lady just happened to hold the monopoly on telling ghost stories, so Dante had better hope she doesn't run into him again, especially if he plans on using that name again.
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( Vergils P.O.V. )
I had found a place, a warehouse by the sea, it had a large high room in the front and several other small rooms in the back which could easily be turned into a living area.
The large front room would serve as the office, a few couches, a desk and some tables would suffice, I'd already gotten what the humans called a 'mobile' phone.
The largest of the three back rooms would serve as a kitchen\living room, I'd put in a fireplace perhaps, the other two rooms which were up a flight of stairs would serve as bedrooms and I'd probably have to get the bathroom redone.
But the place would be perfect.
For the Dark Slayer.
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Okay, good, bad or ugly, Vergil's back in the new world has made an enemy, started a business and has been confused by Lady to be Dante, who hasn't been to nice it seems. Oh well review if you want a second chapter.
R&R