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Nero stood watching the brisk coastline, the sea mist brushing against him. He turned and looked upon the still ruined city of Fortuna. The remains of the Sanctus were now cleared but bits of the city still littered its streets. Nero watched as people hurried about, working to resurrect their lost city. He shifted his arm in the sling. He hated wearing the damn thing, but it was best, since the glowing arm made people uneasy around him.
"Nero!" He turned to see Kyrie walking up to him. Nero held out his human arm and wrapped the girl in a hug. He planted alight kiss on her head. "They need your help near the square."
"Sure let's go." The two began walking towards the city, Nero keeping his arm wrapped around Kyrie. They paused to allow some children to run by, playing. "It's good to see that things are getting better." He said watching the kids run off. "No more controlling old fart and the demons even seem to be backing off."
"I know, we almost have the city back to normal." Kyrie mused, snuggling closer to the devil hunter.
The pair walked to the fountain in front of the opera house. Suddenly, Nero felt something off. He looked to his sling, and saw a slight glow coming from his arm. He stopped suddenly and looked over his shoulder. Kyrie looked up at him, but before she could speak, Nero pushed her behind him protectively.
Nero stared at the man walking towards them. He knew there was something wrong about him, some dark aura hung around him. He walked at a steady pace, draped in a long blue coat trailing behind him. He had white hair, like Nero, but his was slicked back into spikes. The man's face was like steel, but familiar. For just a moment Nero thought it might be Dante, but it wasn't. The man was focused and unmoving, his eyes trained on Nero. "Are you Nero?" He asked, his voice even and cold.
"Who's asking?" Nero shot back, reaching for his revolver, Blue rose. He motioned to Kyrie who nodded and ran to the edge of the square. He eyed the man up and down. He was demon, no doubt from the aura he was feeling from him, but he looked completely human.
"You have something of mine." He said, still walking closer. "Give it to me."
Nero eyed the man, suddenly his arm in the sling glowed and tore apart. Nero stood, Yamato, The blade Dante had left him with, in his devil bringer hand. Nero looked at the katana blade, it seemed to glow with some new force.
The man pointed to the sword "give that to me." He demanded.
Nero scoffed and turned away. Then he spun to face the man. "Here ya go!" Nero called as he dashed at him, swinging Yamato overhead. It seemed he had the man beat, but just before the blade made contact, the man disappeared. Nero didn't see him appear behind him, delivering a powerful kick to his back. Nero went sprawled on the ground, but twisted and recovered. He drew blue rose and fired. The man in blue, raised his hand and the bullets resounded, bouncing off his arm. Nero jumped to his feet, eyeing up his enemy. The man stood, facing him, no look of concern on his face, like steel.
Nero Charged foreword, slashing with Yamato at the man's head. He dodged the slash and punched Nero in the gut. Nero staggered but swung again, he struck again in Nero's chest, and delivered a shattering kick, careening Nero back. Nero landed from the blow, spitting some blood from his mouth. He reached to his back and grabbed red queen in his other hand. With a roar Nero swung both blades in a cross. Blades of energy flew from the edges of the swords. The man in blue froze and threw up one hand, catching the attack. The energy pressed and seemed to be about to overwhelm the man. Nero smirked.
Suddenly, a blue shockwave exploded from the white haired man. The attack dissipated and standing there now was a creature with course blue and black skin. The demon stood there giving a low growling sound. Nero readied for another attack, but was surprised when the demon disappeared into a blur. He looked up in time to doge two glowing blue swords that struck the ground and shattered like crystal. Nero landed from the dodge just in time for the man to appear in front of him. He punched Nero in the ribs. He felt three of them shatter under the force, before he was knocked through the air by a powerful uppercut. He felt his fingers loose grip of Yamato. Nero hit the ground and managed to roll to his feet and look back.
The demon held up his hand and caught the falling katana. With a twirl he brought the blade to his side, his form reverting to the human visage. He turned on his heel, walking away from Nero. "Get back here!" Nero called, jumping to his feet, he pulled red queen from his back, revving the blade to overflow with power. He couldn't stand the idea of losing the blade Dante had left him, let alone letting some demon take it. He dashed at the man's back. The man in blue turned to face the rage stricken Nero.
Nero never saw Yamato move. Never saw the man with white hair move. He only saw a blue blur and felt the blade cut through his abdomen, nearly cleaving him half.
Nero hit the ground, red queen sliding from his hand and skidding across the ground. The blood spilled and covered the ground. He forced his head to turn and face the demon. The man looked back at him and scoffed. Turning away, he walked a few steps before disappearing. Nero herd Kyrie, felt her arms, but he was leaving himself. He was fading, straining to see anything. His last thoughts before the darkness, who the fuck was that?