Warning all those who don't like chibi stories or cute things that kill demons should leave... It is not my fault if you have dreams of a little demon wearing blue trying to stab you with a spork, sword, mace, lance, or any other object with points. Please also if you do not like Vergil well... Ah hell you'll like it anyway. Please enjoy. Flames will be used to burn people. I do not own any Devil May Cry characters but I do own some video games... That goes without saying.

This story takes place two years prior to Devil May Cry 3.

Dante rolled over on his bed, he was restless he and his brother haven't had a job for quite some time, and it was starting to get to Dante, his brother however, enjoyed it, no work, no close to death occurences, no flash backs, he enjoyed the peace. Dante sat straight up and looked at his brother, he loked like him in so many ways except the hair, Dante often found himself distracted by the hair of his brother when they were on missions, he thought it was so... Weird, why didn't he just wear his hair like Dante, he knew Vergil would look a lot better, and maybe attract some babes.

'Damn the phone... I'm goin cray here!' thought Dante to himself. Vergil rolled over and his eyes shot open, just then the phone rang, and Vergil rolled back over, covering his head with a pillow.

"'Ello! Brothers at Arms how may I help you?" asked Dante. "... No we're not an exterminator! ... No killing rats ain't our specialty!" Dante hung up the phone and stomped back to the room he and his brother shared.

"Not a customer?" asked Vergil.

"... Hmm.." said Dante as he lay down on his bed. Vergil sat up and looked at his twin brother, impatient, over confident, and a short fuse, he sighed and shook his head, what a bothersome his brother was, especially when it came to customers. Vergil walked out of the room putting his blue trench coat on, the moon shone red that night, as crimson red as dried blood on a white wall, the sky a chilling navy blue. Just then the phone ringged again, only this time it was Dante who rolled over and hid his head under a pillow.

"Brothers at Arms, killing demons is our specialty, how may we serve you?" answered Vergil, "... "Right..." Vergil then walked into the room where his twin brother was.

"Dante, wake up, we've been hired." said Vergil dragging his brother by the hair out of bed.

"Really! How much we gettin!" asked Dante enthuiastically.

"One-thousand three hundred twenty-two red orbs." said Vergil.

"Aw! That's it!" asked Dante.

"Better than nothing." said Vergil in a mock voice, "Or we could always move to a cheaper one room..."

"Ok! Ok I get it." said Dante throwing his coat on and ran out side, Vergil just walked slowly out of the door. Dante ran so far ahead of his brother, that Vergil had to run just so he could keep him in his sights. Dante was so annoying when he was hyper, just like when they were kids, Dante always wanting to play football or soccer with Vergil, while Vergil was trying to do his homework. He remembered Eva and Sparada so well, Dante never met their father, Vergil at least knew him for maybe a year or two before Dante was born, he somewhat surprised himself remembering all the way back to then. But then again he was only seventeen, Dante sixteen it wasn't that much of an accomplishment.

"Hey bro you gonna help me on this mission or not?" asked Dante, Vergil sped up to his brother and stopped, something in his gut didn't feel right, something bad was going to happen to either Dante or him on this mission.

"... Dante stay on your guard." said Vergil walking past Dante.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"...Nothing..." said Vergil in responce.

Dante smirked, his brother was still trying to treat him like a baby, or so Dante thought, just because Dante was the baby brother didn't mean he was so week he depended on Vergil like a new born baby to a mother's breast. Dante then ran away from his brother far past him, Vergil stopped dead in his tracks he knew something bad was going to happen and ran after his stupid brother who never did listen to anything he said anyway.
Dante came across an old building covered in fresh blood like someone was dragged here, bloody feet prints were everywhere. Then he remembered only Vergil knew where they were supposed to go to fight the demons.

"Dammit I'm such an idiot!" screamed Dante hitting his head as his brother then walked past him.

"Yes you are an idiot, but amazingly enough you got to the correct building, good job, stop hitting yourself." said Vergil.

"Eh... Oh ha-ha! Thanks a lot you could've told me sooner!" said Dante.

"You didn't ask." said Vergil walking into the building.

As Vergil walked into the building dead carved up animal corpses and human corpses of the co-workers were hangging on meat hooks from the ceiling it smelt horrible in there, just like the bowls of the dreaded underworld, which this would make a perfect home to some demons who escaped that eternal prison and wound up in the human world to wreak havock on it's inhabitants. Blood dripped on his white hair causeing it to turn into a pale pink color.

"Ah-hahahaha! Verge you look like a poodle!" laughed Dante, just then some stomach acid ripped through the bowl of some poor dead human and splashed ontop of Dante.

"And you Dante smell like the inside of a fat man's stomach." said Vergil retorting the remark about his hair color, while Dante frantically tried to wipe the foul smelling juice off him, just then both of them heard groans and moans of demon walking in the halls and both hid behind a carcus. Vergil pulled out Ebony, while Dante pulled out Ivory, both aimed and fired, on demon getting shot through the head and then other through the heart, they turned to dust and fell upon the grounds.

"Sweet dreams!" said Dante blowing a kiss to the ashes.

"Dante... Stop it, we're not here to goof around." said Vergil.

"Lighten up man, this is a party!" said Dante.

Vergil didn't reply he heard an even larger growl, Dante jumped and looked behind him while Vergil looked behind him, it was dark most of the lights must've been broken when the demons attacked.

"Damn this is creepy." muttered Dante.

"Are you afraid of the dark?" asked Vergil.

"Hell no!" said Dante. Vergil smiled and went ahead, Dante followed best let his brother be killed instead of him.

Just then Vergil got hit with a bullet or dart of some kind, Vergil fell to the ground writhing in pain of the blow, he has taken gun shot wounds before without even screaming, but this time, it hurt a lot. Dante aimed his gun and walke dup next to his brother who laid on the floor almost crying becasue of the pain, or he would if he would let his pride fade a little. Dante watched carefully around his surroundings, then he saw a figure approaching he shot and the figure dodged the bullet, it was an old man, his face covered in wrinkles and his mustache and beard covered in blood like he had been eating the corpses.

"Ah so both the brothers are here?" asked the old man.

'That voice... The one who hired us?' thought Vergil just another wave of pain hit him, and he screamed like as if he had just stabbed in the stomach. Dante fired again but the old man retreated back into the shadows.

"He won't die. It's just he has a purpose for the moment. Please take him home." said the disembodied voice, it was the old man, but he was gone completely, and the red orbs that were promised for them was actually thrown at Dante, he caught them and then looked at his brother. His brother was laying on the ground, eyes closed and his lip bleeding from holding back the other screams of pain and tears.

"Hey... Verge?" asked Dante, Vergil just looked up at him, his eyes pleading help, his face was stotic though, he just moved his head again and tried to get himself off the ground but to no avail, pain hit again and he fell to the ground, "That bad huh?"

Dante then put the red orbs away and picked up Vergil, oddly enough his brother seemed lighter, and maybe it was him a little shorter a little bit, but thne he never carried his brother before so it might've just been him.

"Damn Verge you on a diet or sumthin'?" asked Dante, Vergil didn't retort or mock him, infact Vergil didn't even move, he was sound asleep, Dante shook his head, he didn't know his brother fell asleep so easily, it must've been the pain, it must've knocked him out came to Dante's mind. Finally they arrived at the shop he laid his brother on one of the beds and sat at the desk pope dout on of Vergil's beers and drank it, what would Vergil care if he had one, he wouldn't miss it, one less beer to get a hang over on, that's all. He then walked over the the bathroom, he started to remember he smelled like stomach acid he threw his trench coat to the side and stripped himself naked and walked into the bathroom, he was lucky last time he did that Vergil walked in and saw more of Dante than he wanted to see and remember. As Dante scrubbed himself clean he kept thinking what was that thing that hit Vergil?

'Verge could take a bullet shot without screaming, what was that thing that made him break down like that? It's so weird.' thought Dante as the shampoo washed out of his hair.

Vergil rolled over and woke up and looked at the bathroom door, though his sight was hazy and he felt like throwing up, he refraind from it, steam came from underneath the door frame, Dante must've had it really hot, Vergil rolle dover he felt weird like why was he so sick? He couldn't remember why, infact he couldn't remember how he got into this building let alone live in it. He only remembered the one room building space they rented, and even that was becomeing a blur, then waves of pain struck him again, like so many knives strikeing every cell of his body, his flesh burned, his muscels ached and his bones cracked, he clenched his teeth and breathed in deeply, like as if he was haveing a baby, he felt like he was in labor from what he has heard of it, but he knew he wasn't, he never was a girl or pregnant, and he just starting feeling it, he clenched on to the pillow and even ripped some of the sheets on the bed. What was happening to him?

Dante finally turned off the faucet and wrapped a towle around his waist and walked infront of a steamy window he turned on the fan and the steam dissappeared.

"Dante you sexy demon slayer your gonna get all the girls." said Dante flexing his muscles. Dante came out to see his brother trembleing with pain, no crying sounds, just trembleing and on his side, not faceing Dante, and he frowned it wasn't like his brother either to dwell on past wounds, and be such a baby about them. He walked over and grabbed Vergil's shoulder only to make him scream. It was like everything that touched him hurt him, Dsnte ignored his brother's screaming and rolle dhim over to reveal his brother grabbing onto his cheast where the dart had hit him, but he was a half demon he should be ok, and darts weren't anything compared to what he's had hit him before. Something was amiss, finally Vergil stopped moveing he was asleep, knocked out again most likely from the pain. Dante pulled on a different pain of pants and laid down on the bed next to Vergil's. Dante then felt fatigue fall over him as well it was well around three or four in the morning.

"I guess Verge could wait and take a shower in the morning." muttered Dante as he fell asleep, how little did he know of the curse the morning would bring.

Chapter 1 end. How was that not to cute was it? Can you all guess what's gonna happen next? Well please review, or I'll have to attack you with a wooden spork. Later. -vamp-