Devil May Cry: The Blood Of Fallen Angels
Note: This is my first fanfic and hopefully first of many DMC fanfics. I'm a huge fan of the game and this is my way of expressing that love I guess. This fic is not entirely finished, as I want to hear people's opinions before I want to continue. Please review, as I want to see what people think and please, sit back and enjoy the twisted fantasies of Devil May Cry.
Devil May Cry THE BLOOD OF FALLEN ANGELS
Episode 1: Prologue
The rain swept heavily down on the ground as the moon's reflected of the cloaked figure's sword. Storm clouds had gathered and didn't seem to part in these parts of the lands, this land was feared for its darkness and screams, which could be heard clearly in the middle of the night. Night upon night the cloaked man would climb up the mountaintop and watch over the land with a clear smirk on his face. He would not move until the sun shone through the dark clouds and then he would retreat to a place unknown to human eyes.
He now laughed slightly as he raised his left hand ever so slowly. He left his hand open as the raindrops collided with it, soon a black feather had fallen on his hand and he clenched his hand around the soft feather.
"Soon. Yes, I can feel it. The time is coming for the reawakening." The cloaked man proclaimed to what seemed to be the trees below him. "Can you feel it? Can you? Son of Sparda." He frowned with his anger boiling and increasing then he smiled, there was nothing to stop him now. He released the feather and watched it flow down in the mist of crowded trees far below him. "Hurry son of Sparda, I'm waiting." He impaled his sword into the ground and opened his arms wide as he began to laugh insanely. The thunder roared loudly and the sky flashed a violent colour. The cloaked man's eyes glowed a ferocious red as his voice deepened to an inhuman tone, "I'm waiting." And he broke off into another laugh again as the thunder roared once more.
Note: This is my first fanfic and hopefully first of many DMC fanfics. I'm a huge fan of the game and this is my way of expressing that love I guess. This fic is not entirely finished, as I want to hear people's opinions before I want to continue. Please review, as I want to see what people think and please, sit back and enjoy the twisted fantasies of Devil May Cry.
Devil May Cry THE BLOOD OF FALLEN ANGELS
Episode 1: Prologue
The rain swept heavily down on the ground as the moon's reflected of the cloaked figure's sword. Storm clouds had gathered and didn't seem to part in these parts of the lands, this land was feared for its darkness and screams, which could be heard clearly in the middle of the night. Night upon night the cloaked man would climb up the mountaintop and watch over the land with a clear smirk on his face. He would not move until the sun shone through the dark clouds and then he would retreat to a place unknown to human eyes.
He now laughed slightly as he raised his left hand ever so slowly. He left his hand open as the raindrops collided with it, soon a black feather had fallen on his hand and he clenched his hand around the soft feather.
"Soon. Yes, I can feel it. The time is coming for the reawakening." The cloaked man proclaimed to what seemed to be the trees below him. "Can you feel it? Can you? Son of Sparda." He frowned with his anger boiling and increasing then he smiled, there was nothing to stop him now. He released the feather and watched it flow down in the mist of crowded trees far below him. "Hurry son of Sparda, I'm waiting." He impaled his sword into the ground and opened his arms wide as he began to laugh insanely. The thunder roared loudly and the sky flashed a violent colour. The cloaked man's eyes glowed a ferocious red as his voice deepened to an inhuman tone, "I'm waiting." And he broke off into another laugh again as the thunder roared once more.