A/N:Awesome, my first DMC4 fic starring with my very own awesome OC Belle (Bell) Matre. Bell had dark brunette hair that almost seems black and some strands are a bit curly, deep honey brown eyes which are kinda big and makes her look adorable in a way, and fair skin complection. She wears the standard white robes of the Order uniform, but the front of the white robe stops right at her mid thighs while the back stops at the back of her knees and she has no sleeves on the robes. And underneath the robe she wears a black pants (I can't describe what sort of pants they are so I'll go with the pants that Sakura Haruno from Naruto wears) that reach just below her knee caps and finally dark brown boots that are slightly high-heeled. She's also very short, a head shorter than Kyrie (which annoys her) but takes advantage of it with her speed.
Okay, since that is good to go with, I think we are prepared to begin this awesome of story of DMC4 with my OC and I hope you all will enjoy this! Thank you and read!
It was dark, like how it always started with an important day. The Opera House where the Order of the Sword is conducting a ceremony, you sat in the crown, watching Kyrie as the lights finally dimmed before there was a bright spotlight and you admired how beautiful she looked.
The famous songstress of the ceremony looked about her people before her eyes landed on you, you offer her a smile and she returned the gesture.
You looked at the empty seat next to you and sighed, that stupid white-haired jerk hasn't arrived yet, probably ran into trouble on the way... like always. Looking over he crowd in search of Nero but there still was no sign of the young man before she began her beautiful rondo.
You crossed your arms, eyes searching as well for that certian white-haired youth and if he were to dare show up late for Kyrie's song, you were sure to kick his ass later that day. You sighed heavily as Kyrie's song was coming to an end and you knew you were going to kick Nero like no tomorrow but you noticed Kyrie look your way but not directly towards you, making you look to the side and jump to see Nero sitting by you without notice.
"You just like to show up at the last minute don't you?" you rolled your eyes.
"Is that a lecture I hear?" he raised a brow while smirking.
"Just wait my dear friend, you're gonna get it." you warn him as the crowd began clapping for Kyrie's performance.
After a minute later, Kyrie joined you and Nero. The man just ignored her while listening to his loud headphones that were blaring music, Kyrie looked a bit upset until she looked down and spotted a long blue box which you barely noticed and gave Nero a knowing nudge which he glared at you while looking away as Kyrie sat next to Nero so he was between you and Kyrie and listening as Sanctus began his speech.
"So," Nero began as the old leader of the Order of the Sword kept on with his speech. "what was your hometown like?"
Again, that question.
"I told you before," you giggled quietly. "I don't remember."
"Nothing at all?"
"Nothing."
It was a mystery to Nero and everyone, including yourself. You were found at the shores of the island when you were 5 years old, you had no idea where you were from and why you were found alone with no one around. You had no mother or father, you were lost, alone, and confused of where you were and scared as well.
Credo, at the age of 12, was the first to find you and take you to Fortuna where you were later to introduced to both 7-year-olds Kyrie and Nero and the family had welcomed you with open and warm arms as they had did to Nero long ago.
The doctors had stated you had Amnesia, having found a bump on your head after an examination. They said the only thing that would help you regain memories was when you would be able to find something that had connection to you of your past events but that was impossible seeing as you came alone with no items and only wearing a dirty white sundress. But it didn't bother anyone, the family were still happy to have you in the family and would never regret doing so as you made life a bit more comfortable...
"Nero," your head shot up from Kryie's voice and noticed that Nero was on his feet. "what's wrong?"
"I'm outta here." he replied.
"But it's not over yet." Kyrie told him.
"All this preaching is putting me to sleep." he complained.
"Oh, you would just love some bad guy to pop out of the ceiling with guns blazing eh?" you rolled your eyes.
"Anything better than this."
Just when he's about to leave, Nero suddenly stopped, making you and Kyrie give him confused looks of why he stopped before the young Knight looked up abruptly towards the ceiling and the glass-stained windows from above shattered into hundreds of pieces. Through the shattered glass, a man with a dark attire and red coat jumped from the ceiling before landing in front of Sanctus, who was taken by surprise of the sudden ambush.
"I didn't mean it litteraly!" you shriek at Nero.
BANG!!
A shot was heard and those that had their heads bowed finally looked up from the sudden noise of the glass shattering and gun fired, it all happened too quickly. People rose from their seats and began a mass panic, everyone was running, screaming, and escaping from the murderer of their Holiness. The man in red stood before his face turned to you all, blood splattered over his features but when you saw his face, it seemed as though timed stilled for a moment.
Where have you seen that face before?
It was like an old film that the poeple from the late 1940's played in black and white while the screen was buggy and jumpy, there stood a man in red similiar to this one only he was younger, almost to Nero's age but still older and wearing a different attire of black and red. Next to him was a little girl with blond hair and blue eyes, she wore a simple dress of pink and she smiled sweetly.
Who were those people?
"Belle!"
Nero grabbed your hand as he ushered Kyrie, she seemed to have dropped her box when you noticed that her hands were empty. You looked back and you were in shock and awe of what you saw, the man in red was definantly kicking ass with every guard and killing them off easily one at a time.
Nero kept pulling you, getting closer to the exit with Kyrie in front of him, rushing through the paniced people but your eyes never left the man in red. The way he moved, the way he struck his blade foward, and the way he took his stance, it was all too familiar, but where?!
When most of the guards had been wiped out, the man's attention went back to the dead Sanctus who was being held by Credo, who was too busy to notice the approaching murderer. Your eyes widen, you had to help Credo, your idol and brother-like man as well as your great comrade.
"Credo!" you shout before wretching your hand from Nero's grasp and running to aid Credo.
"Belle!" Kyrie and Nero shouted.
One of the guards stood up and proceeded to attack the man in red from behind but the guy had eyes at the back of his head when he deflected the attack and slashed the man in the chest who fell back and crashed into you, making you fall on your back. You slowly sat up from the hard fall, rubbing the back of your hair from the hard floor before noticing a shadow loomed over you, you looked up with wide eyes when the man in red stared down at you.
His eyes seemed to have clicked something, like there had meaning to it when he stared down at you with an emotion you were unfamiliar with and before he could reach down to you, he was suddenly kicked by two booted feet in the face and flew back and Nero landed before you, pulling out his double-barreled gun Blue Rose and shot two bullets that the man in red defleced and landed ontop of the statue.
Nero jumped kicked the man's sword deeper into the Saviour's statue's head and both pulled their weapons, Nero bearing Blue Rose and the other bearing two guns, one black and the other white. Those weapons, they all looked familiar to you in a distant memory.
"Nero!" Kyrie called with worry as she rushed foward and helped you up.
"Kyrie! Go with your brother and get outta here!" Nero ordered.
"I will return with help, you stall him until then!" Credo ordered back.
"Just take Kyrie and Belle already!"
Nero's POV
Just as Credo, Kyrie, and Belle left the Opera House, Nero returned his gaze towards the man before him, ready to shout his head and paint the walls with his brain. Thinking about Belle's comment of the choices he would have made between boring speeches from the old man and the guy-with-guns-blazing, it was actually funny when she had hit dead center what this guy was just planning.
"I won't hold my breathe." Nero flicked the blazing headphones off.
Bang!
And the fight began, Nero shot again when the man dodged the first bullet and he dodge again when jumping in the air but the white-haired youth was persistant and jumped in the air after him, spreading his legs to catch him by wrapping them around the man's waist (which looked so wrong by others but yaoi fangirls squeel from).
Nero and the man manuvered in the air, mostly of the boy avoided being shot in the face before the pulled apart and Nero flung the man towards the statue and the man in red landed again, trying to get his sword but blocked another attack from Nero by kicking the sword, only for it to flip in the air before the man in red caught it.
Nero dodged the man's blow with Blue Rose, since he had been between falling from the statue and sword, and given the force the attack, Nero was sent rolling harshly before stopping between the middle of the statue and sword.
Looking up, Nero gave another shot that made the man land on the Saviour's hands and Nero struggled to push the sword before the handle gave through and it was timbering down. As it was falling and the man still stood ontop, Nero ran foward, shooting a few multiple times.
Dodging another attack, they both kicked the other away and landed on opposite sides of the Opera House and watched as the dust rose and disappeared as the sword had collided heavily on the floor. Nero aimed Blue rose again, watching as the man in red who flew in from Belle's predictions (hahaha), murdered the leader, and attempted to hurt his dear childhood friend, and a friend's brother.
"You got a jacked up notion of fair play pal, and it's beginning to piss me off."
And their fight continued...