Chapter 01: A devil in a strange land
Disclaimer: Neither Devil May Cry or A song of ice and fire belongs to me.
Beta reader: dracohalo117
/Abandoned Castle- Scotland 23:00 hours/
A young man with shimmering white hair that reached his shoulders, pale skin almost white in complexion and piercing blue eyes, adorned in a dark blue coat and trousers, a red hoodie and dark brown boots was fighting his way through a horde of demon marionettes, cutting them down with his colossal sword, gunning them down with his revolver or making them a bloody pulp with his demonic enhanced right arm which shimmered with unholy blue light.
"Where the hell is the demon commanding these bastards?" questioned the young man with a tone of annoyance as he cleaved another lesser demon in twain and continued his bloody path carving his way through his fallen foes.
/In another area of the castle/
"We have an intruder…" said a figure covered in robes with a cold voice to its compatriot who was occupied finishing the magic circle which began to shimmer with a faint red glow "…make sure he doesn't proceed further, we have come too far to be interrupted now."
"At once my lord." the soldier replied, waving his hand to gesture a group of demons to follow them as they exited the chambers.
Meanwhile, the sorcerer turned to return to his work, the chambers beginning to rattle as the glow of the magic circle began to grow in luster .
'Soon the gate shall be opened and the key to ultimate power shall be mine!"' thought the man with a wicked smile on his face while he and the drudges who pretended to be his equal continued the incantation.
/Back with the intruder/
"This is getting annoying!" the man exclaimed angrily, cutting down one of the demonic marionettes "Get out of my way!" and taking another one with his demonic right arm and slamming it against a large group of demon taking care of them.
"That should take care of them" muttered the young man continuing on his way when a red barrier blocked his path "Oh great what now?" he snapped, the demon or demons responsible for this could possibly delay him long enough for the cult finish their ritual and summon whatever demon they were trying to bring to this world.
"What do we have here?" a voice whispered from the shadow "A bloody hunter! Tell me, what bring you here to our humble abode?" Asked the voice while a man covered in a black tunic appeared jumping from the shadow above him.
The hunter whistle before replying "Wow a superhero landing, that has to hurt like a bitch on the knees am I right?" he replied mockingly, "As for what I'm doing here it's pretty simple. I'm the fun police and the neighbors called me to deal with some loud and annoying pricks that are annoying the people nearby." answered Nero before pointing his blade, Red Queen at the newcomer.
The mysterious man smirked behind his hood before a powerful demonic aura surrounded him and begin to change into a much bestial form, as the sound of tearing flesh and snapping bone reverberated, the man began to take the form of enormous werewolf with black fur and unholy yellow eyes "A loup garou (1) how lovely." commented the descendant of Sparda with some annoyance.
The demonic beast growled and attacked Nero, the demon hunter barely dodging and firing at the beast with Blue Rose but the strong hide of the werewolf resisted the shots as if it was nothing so he took his sword and using his devil bringer caught the creature and smashed it upon the floor to them leap into the air with Red Queen held high to bisect the Loup Garou in a descending cut.
But the Beastman recovered before the blow could be struck and using his speed struck Nero, smashing him into a nearby wall "Damn, that's going to hurt in the morning." muttered Nero when he crawled out of the debris.
The demonic werewolf attacked again but Nero blocked the attack with his sword causing sparks to fly away in all directions thanks to the clash of demon slaying steel and demonic talons "Not bad dogboy, now let's see how you deal with this!" he then thrust his fist forward into the Loup Garou with his devil bringer and send it flying towards a nearby wall destroying it. Before the creature could recover he went to the offensive.
"Now let's end this!" roared the demon hunter when he activated the buster function of red queen and took a jump and try to cleave in two the demonic beast in a descending cut, the beast sought to evade the strike, but alas, its speed failed him, losing his arm in return for his life.
The beast was now growling in absolute hatred, a whimper of pain biting past its snarling lips. How dare that insignificant worm do this to him?! He was a Loup Garou the pinnacle of the Werewolf race and this no name trash dare lay his filthy hands upon him?! He will rend him apart and devour him living for this!
Nero couldn't help but Notice that his foe was now seething in anger and hatred and smile at the attitude of the demonic werewolf, after all he ended up losing an arm for underestimating him.
"Oh come on don't be like that, after all this your fault that you picked a fight with someone stronger than you, so why don't you along to your master like the good little dog that you are?" the words of Nero broke any semblance of self-control that the Loup Garou still possessed causing it to go berserk and attack Nero whom only smirked, pleased as the beast fell into his trap.
As the Loup Garou leapt forward, he swung his blade upwards, and with the sound of steel carving through flesh, the werewolf's head was severed from his body, the body collapsing to the floor in a mangled heap, as the head rolled across the floor, twitching for a moment as the last moments of brain activity occurred, before the eyes dimmed, darkened forever.
"Don't lose your head." were the last words the Loup Garou heard as the Devil Hunter waltzed deeper into the castle, towards the ritual chamber.
/Moments later-Ritual chamber/
'Damnit those useless ingrates couldn't stop him?!' the leader of the dark mages thought angrily, when the door exploded and through the hole walked in Nero with his sword resting on his shoulder and a cocky smile on his face.
"Hello Gentlemen, sorry for interrupting you but the party is over so prepare to be evicted." Nero spoke before going slicing a cultist that had charged at him, while he blocked a blast of dark magic from another, causing the spell to slam into another cultist, resulting in them erupting in a fountain of blood and flesh.
"What are you waiting for you fools, hurry up and finish him!" screamed the head cultist while concentrating on the ritual as Nero was killing the cultists (2) when an unholy light covered the room and a powerful demonic presence begann to make itself known causing the man laugh madly. After all his goal soon will be completed and he would gain the power of hell at his command when everything went literally straight to hell to him and his allies-
Tentacles made of that power he had summoned forth pierced him and the surviving cultists, dragging them to the center of the summoning circle where they were torn asunder, skin falling off of them like dust, their flesh melting like candlewax, and their bones shattering like glass, while Nero used Red Queen to keep the tendrils at bay.
"Oh fuck I better stop this before that demon manifests fully in this world" Said Nero sheathing Red Queen and Summoning Yamato from his arm, he went to finish the job cutting down any opposition on his path.
Meanwhile in the summoning circle the mass of flesh and blood was consumed while in the underworld the demon that the cultist were trying to summon smiled wickedly, after sacrificing the flesh, blood and souls of those foolish mortals he could soon manifest upon the mortal coil and show those pathetic mongrels their rightful place in the food chain.
Under his heel.
But before all that he would have to expel the progeny of Sparda's fetid bloodline, lest he interfere in the inevitable endgame he was intent to unleash upon the mortal plane.
He reached into the remaining pile of flesh and blood, using his claws to slice open his palms, as he unfurled his unholy blood and demonic power into the putrid carrion.
The worms who brought him into this putrid world, would begat a minion that would do more to the mutt than slow him.
It would ruin him.
The progeny of Sparda's bloodline dodged out of the way of the tendrils of demonic power, forcing him to lose sight of his foe. Until the chamber rattled with an inhuman roar, which resounded with the bone chilling cacophony of a hundred crying souls, and the unholy echo of the dark dimension beyond.
Nero turned to the direction of the summoning circle which had come forth from the unholiest of realms, and saw a vile form tear its way into the mortal plane as it began to bubble and discharge, as blood and bile erupted from the pile, as it twisted into a wretched shape.
Its inhuman gaze turning its full attention towards him.
"Oh fuck, a flesh golem (3) how lovely." Nero muttered as he used his devil bringer to pull him to the other side of the room in time to avoid a strike from the undead abomination. "Damn it! I don't have time to lose!" he unleashed the full might of his devil trigger, and the blade Yamato, the blade of his father, erupted from his arm, as he pointed it at the quivering mass of rotting flesh, "Are you ready to play fatty?" he said with his voice distorting as the power of his demon blood coursed through him.
The monster leapt upon him, only to be smashed aside by the devil hunter's fist, before Yamato cleanly cleaved through flesh and bone, removing the monsters limb. The golem responded with swinging its other limb at Nero, only for the devil hunter to dodge and begin to fire a volley of bullets from his sidearm, rending the monstrosities flesh.
"Now, let's end this!" he took position at a safe distance as the golem charged upon him, his demonic power flowing into Yamato, as he readied his strike.
The golem leapt upon him, its maw opening as it readied to bite down on the mongrel spawn of Sparda's progeny, just as Nero flicked the blade of Yamato, and cleaved the Golem in two, and in a shower of gore and putrid flesh, Nero re-sheathed the blade within his arm as he deactivated his devil trigger, his chest heaving as the shower of blood rained around him, before he turned his attention towards the summoning circle, and the portal to hell right in the middle of it.
The demon guffawed in glee, his claws clamping into the void as he reached towards his escape, soon, his cloven hooves would touch the soon to be defiled soil of the mortal world, and it would claim it in its entirety, until its very foundation was reshaped in his image.
However, before he could grasp at his conquest, the portal began to warp, and he felt the gravity of the portal try and pull him back to the hellscape he had come from.
"No, I will not be denied, not by some wretched worm!" the demon erupted with dark power, flowing into the portal, in an attempt to force it open long enough for him to escape.
No one, least of all the tainted progeny of Sparda would stop him from his conquest of the mortal world.
"Damnit, this annoying bastard isn't giving up!" Nero angrily muttered as he saw the portal widen, even as he broke apart the magic lines that opened it to begin with, the demonic power of whatever nightmare the cultists had tried to unleash, was more than enough to keep the portal open.
"Just close already!" Nero raged as he pulled Yamato back from his arm, as he brought forth his demonic power, even as his body rattled from the sensation, as he slammed the blade of Yamato into the portal itself, and the clash of demonic powers distorted the portal, and for a brief instant, it seemed ready to close, right up until it erupted in unholy light, swallowing up both Nero, and the demon both.
/Westeros-The Vale/
The light of the sun awoke the unconscious Nero, and as he pushed himself from the soil…wait, soil?
He launched himself up into a standing position, he looked at his surroundings, he was no longer inside that castle where those cultists had summoned forth the power of hell, he was now in a forest, unlike any he had seen in his life.
But the strangest thing of all, was the lack of ambient demonic power in the air. He had always known, felt, and breathed air that had the tiniest taint of demonic power. How could the air not be contaminated, what with how many cataclysms demons attempted to bring upon the world, but here, he could barely feel even the smallest taint of demonic power. It was so faint it may as well have been non-existent.
It wasn't possible, the number of incursions that his world had experienced had spread a faint but noticeable miasma across the whole of the earth, only places consecrated to the holiest of beings lacked such taint, but he did not even feel that here.
There was no way, was there?
Nero looked around, the world was so similar, yet different to his own, the air was strange, yet familiar, the flora sprang with a luster unseen on the mortal plane he knew.
"Am I…in another world?" he asked to himself as he found Yamato lying beside where he was before. he swiftly grabbed the blade, and re-sheathed it back inside his Devil Bringer. Before he began to wrap up the arm, in the off chance he met somebody who met a fuss about it.
That's if he found any settlements nearby, he thought as he trudged through the forest in a random direction.
/Meanwhile in another part of the forest/
A group of riders were heading towards where the strange light appeared, all of whom were armed and in some case were adorned in armor. Whatever was the cause of that strange phenomenon could be dangerous so they were ready to deal with it. "You need to relax a little Ned, we aren't going to face the Others or some other monsters." said a young man with ebony black hair, deep blue eyes with a mischievous look on their face as he glanced at his friend, a boy of his age group with dark brown hair, deep grey eyes and a stern look on his face.
"You shouldn't take this so lightly Robert." Replied the sullen lad "Gods know what await us there,for all we know it could be a Demon coming escaping from one of the seven hells." he uttered to Robert who could only laugh at the words of his friend and chosen brother.
"You're such a worrywart Ned, nothing will happen, it must have been some fallen star, and even if it is as you say some demon out from the pits of the seven hells is out there, we are 20 knights and riders fully armed so we can deal with it." boasted Robert with an easy smile on his face confident that the party could deal with anything that stood against them.
"You both are right boys." Said a middle aged man whitening black hair, blue eyes riding in front of them with a stern yet kind voice to the two young men beside him, "But Still you both better be ready for anything."
"Of course Lord Arryn" Said Ned with a serious expression while Robert answered with a carefree voice at his fostering lord.
"If you say so Jon, but I still think is just some fallen star that just came down around here." he commented just as he and the rest of the party saw a figure coming their way, many of them where surprised as his attire and appearance especially his platinum silver hair and the enormous sword that he carry on his back "It is a Targaryan?" asked Robert to no one in particular.
"I don't think so Robert, the only sons of the king are Prince Rhaegar and Prince Viserys and he doesn't look like either of them and I doubt that he is a Blackfyre, they were wiped out to the last bloodline." Jon Arryn answered to the young man at his care, "Let's meet him and see who he is and what he is doing here." with those words the party went to meet the strange young man.
/Back with Nero/
Nero stopped in his tracks when he saw the riders heading in his direction. With a raised eyebrow, he never expected seeing a group of knights. "Well at least I got a welcoming committee, let's hope it doesn't end in a fight like in most of the cases with Dante." he commented to himself while he waited for the riders to arrive, keeping his guard up as he watched them approach.
"Halt stranger, who are you and are you related to the strange light that appeared moments ago?" Asked Jon Arryn to Nero while the rest of party surrounded Nero.
"My name is Nero and yes I am related to that incident but it was an accident so sorry about that, but somehow I ended here after trying to close that Hellgate." he spoke with a respectful tone, after all he didn't want to make a scene when he obviously was in presence of someone with some kind of true authority, besides unlike Sanctus and most of those pricks in the order this old guy was a true warrior so he at least could give him some respect.
Robert scoffed at the words of Nero "Oh please tell the truth, everybody knows that demons and magic don't exist anymore." at the words of the Baratheon heir most of the knights laughed while Eddard and Jon keep their composure.
Nero just narrowed his eyes "Well lucky for you smartass I have proof to my words, so I hope that you are hungry because you will eat now your words." said Nero before taking his sword from his back and put it in front of him and with one fluid motion he activated the exceed function of red queen covering it in flames and with one swift motion he swing his blade, and for a moment the area Near him was wreathed in fire, "Are you convinced now or should I put out a rabbit out of my sleeve asshole?" Asked Nero with a cocky smile on his face at the stunned faces of the knights.
"Well that's certainly something that one doesn't see any day" said a surprised yet composed Jon Arryn at the sight of burning sword, "I suppose that you have a story behind it and your claims young man." Nero smiled slightly at it because his first impression of this man was correct.
"I don't have problem with it but can you tell me at least who you are and where I am because I am a bit unfamiliar with the region." Jon Arryn smiled at the attitude of the young man, in his opinion, he was like a mixture of both his wards personalities.
"I can assist you in that regard, my name is Jon Arryn, Lord Paramount of these lands and you are in the Vale, a region of the Seven kingdoms of Westeros." replied the lord of the Erye surprising Nero because he never expected meet the lord of these lands.
'Well at least my luck isn't that bad because this guy looks legit enough and this could help me to figure out how to get back home quickly.' mused Nero in his head so without too much thought he accepted, going with the party back to the Erye.
None could fathom how much his arrival would shape the events of the morrow, as the presence of this child of demons tainted the air with his presence.
Which was felt by slumbering evils, who were eager to bring chaos and death upon the world once again.
/meanwhile in another part of westeros/
"A new world, unaware of the burning hells, this will be amusing and easy." muttered the Demon, whose enormous frame was shadowed by the smoke and fire of the village that he had just destroyed, while he let loose a malevolent laugh that reverberated across the hills, sending chills down the spines of any unfortunate soul who heard it.
All across the globe, slumbering evils were roused from their slumber by the two new presences, whose very habitation of this world began to taint its air, and stirred them from their slumber.
Their own vile taint began to corrupt the air as well…
As was the nature of demonic power.
Author notes: and there it is the new and improved chapter one of this fic, I can really appreciate the work that dracohalo put here to make this presentable.
Next Chapter will be deleted and later reposted once I recieve the corrected version.
And for those shippers well the options for Nero will be Either (mostly because when shit hits the fan with the mad king and the demons
Lysa Tully (Because Hoster Tully can't do shit if he doesn't married off his family)
Cersei Lannister (Because Tywin will want to marry her to the winning side and Robert will be too happy with his lady wife)
Elia Martell (he marry her to both protect her and her children's and to make peace with Dorne)
Melissandre (she isn't the old hag of the TV show)
And for those R+L Shippers Bad news that won't happen here because I dislike Rhaegar Targareyn a lot for basically throwing his wife and children to the wolves so he can go with another woman to fulfill some prophecy.
Glosary:
(1) A Loup Garou is the most powerful kind of werewolf totally capables of destroying entire towns on their own and taking down middle and some higher class demons thanks to their strength, ferocity, speed and human intelligence (on the most old and powerful of their kind)
(2) I don't think that eihter Dante or Nero left alive dark wizards and warlocks because they like the demons they either employ and serve are too dangerous to keep around with their knowledge of dark magic and capacity to summon demons to the human world.
(3) A flesh golem is a necromantic creature created fusing the flesh and bones of many corpses, is a high level dark creature that only demons versed on the dark arts or powerful dark mages can create and control.
Bye