Scars
Disclaimer: I don't own DMC. What? You think I did?
Chapter I: Bang! Brand New Job for me!
The nightmare won't end. It'll continue to grow as it consumes your hell spawned soul. No one can save you; No one will come to your rescue. And no one will care if you die, because they'll already be dead. You cannot stop their inevitable destruction. Besides, why would they accept someone like you? The scars of your past cannot be healed.
"Stop! Just shut up!" The young half-breed screamed, curling into her corner in the old dark dungeon. "Leave me alone!"
But why? You must know these things, or else humanity will cease to be. You see, very soon, you will be meeting one like yourself and one man will stand against them. You must choose if you will fight them or with them.
"Who.who are you!?" The black haired girl asked, but she received no response. "Wait! Tell me who you are!!" Her cries for answers were in vain, as nothing more came to her. "Don't Go!!!"
***
"Yello? Devil May Cry!" Dante answered the phone, and nodded his head several times as the speaker gave the facts of a job. "Uh-huh. Well, I'm sorry, we're closed. Huh? When did we close? About five seconds ago." Then, without hesitation, the demon slayer hung up. "Geez, honest to god, have I really killed every demon known to man? God damn, it's been a boring week!"
Suddenly the door flew open and in walked a cloaked figure. Dante smiled at this, because if there was anything he had learned in his years of fighting demons it would be two things. One was to kill the demons before they kill you. The other was that cloaked people normally meant that a demon job was near. Dante watched the figure and saw nice curves. Without a doubt, it was a woman, a sexy one at that. "Hey there." He said as smoothly as he did when interested. "What do ya need?"
The cloaked woman came before Dante's desk and examined the items on it. Several bills, ten pizza boxes with pizza, old and new, in them, and two hand guns with the words "Ebony" engraved on the darker colored one and "Ivory" on the lighter one. With just those guns, the woman was not impressed a bit. But then, she viewed the wall and the many trophies on it and she could tell this was indeed the famous half demon that defeated the dark lord Mundus. "Dante Sparda. So finally we meet each other."
"And you might you be, missy?"
"I am Morrigan and I have a special proposition for you."
"I'm listening, go on."
"Someone very important to me and you is locked up, and she cannot get out on her own, even with her great power."
"A search and rescue mission, huh? What will be in my way?"
"I assure you many foul demons await you. You see, she is that important to them as to me and you."
"Wait a tick. What do you mean she's important to me and you?" The cloaked woman giggled and smiled.
"Oh, it's nothing; she'll just play a major role in your future."
Dante raised a brow, his interest growing, "Really? What's the pay?"
"I thought you wouldn't care if there was a reward or not, seeing how there are many demons to slay."
Dante chuckled, "And you thought right, Miss Morrigan. When do we leave?"
***
Meanwhile, at a mansion blanketed with a sheet of snow, a helicopter lowered down on the roof. Out of it walked a bald man, with cold eyes. He was greeted by another man wearing a blue suit and a scar upon his forehead. "Mr. Yami, how was your trip to Japan?"
The bald man, Yami, looked at his servant and sneered, "It went very well, Mundan. Those bitches say they'll do anything to get back their half sister."
"What do you want them to do, Mr. Yami? Surely, you do realize that either way, you would win." Mundan explained, "You want to use the girl's power to kill humans all over the world, just to get revenge on those whom you hate. But if the Night clan gets her back, they too will do the same as you would. Perhaps, you should make an alliance with them."
Yami just chuckled and began into his mansion, removing his coat as he entered. "My friend, Mundan, as easy as that sounds; I would like to get the most out of this as I do everything. Your father knew this trait. His only mistake was that he underestimated his enemies." Mundan nodded, with nothing to say back to his master.
They climbed down a spiral flight of stairs, finding themselves in a pitch black room. Yami's servant snapped his fingers and the room began to glow a dim red, giving the two some light to navigate. They reach the far back, where they were greeted by two Blade warriors (You know, those lizard things). Mundan merely waved his hand and the two Blades retreated into the darkness. Yami and his servant then came to a cell door, where he took out a key and unlocked it. They entered the cell and looked to the corner where their prisoner trembled in fear.
"Why so scared?" Mundan inquired, "You're a demon, and fear should be unknown to you." But their prisoner didn't stop shaking, making Yami's servant smile. "Oh yes, I forgot. You want to be like those weak humans. Forget it. You're a devil just like us and you'll never be human."
"Now, Mundan, let's not be so harsh on the poor half-breed. We do need her, you know." Yami noted, "Besides, humans aren't all that bad. If she wants human emotions then we'll teach them to her."
Mundan raised a brow at his master, "I do not understand. Humans will always be weak, because of their feelings."
"What I mean is that we teach her pain, hatred, sorrow, and despair. Let's teach her how horrible it is to be human. That is, if you do not mind."
Mundan sneered, "With pleasure, master Yami." He walked over to the fearful girl and raised his fist, which started to glow bloody red. Then, his hand came down and sent the half-breed to other side of the cell. The prisoner lifted herself off the soil and glared at Mundan. The demonic torturer laughed, "Yes, that's right; get angry. Despise me with all your heart. That will bring out the demon in you!" He took a step towards the prisoner, before a Sin Scissor came out of the wall and saluted to him.
"Mundan, sir! Several of our marionette forces have reported two intruders. They said it was a man in red wielding a massive sword, and a cloaked woman using a kudachi."
"Intruders, eh?" Yami spoke, "Seems those bitches in Japan decided to send in a rescue team for our friend here. No matter, your Marionettes should've been able to take care of them, easily. Right, Mundan?"
Mundan didn't respond immediately, as though he was in a trance, "That's strange," he said, "Six of my demon soldiers' energy have just vanished." He smiled, "This is interesting."
***
In a snowy wilderness far outside of the mansion, Dante had just put away his sword across his back, "Heh, piece of cake!" He turned around to see Morrigan beheading a marionette with her Japanese blade. "You're no beginner at this, I see."
The mysterious woman sheathed her weapon and turned to the demon slayer, "Trust me, I've been in situations, ten times worse than you normally are in." She continued down the path they were on, and Dante followed behind, his hand on the hilt of his blade. He understood that there would be many demons to fight, but he didn't know what other horrors awaited him further.
***
Gemakai-My first DMC, what do you think? R&R please
Disclaimer: I don't own DMC. What? You think I did?
Chapter I: Bang! Brand New Job for me!
The nightmare won't end. It'll continue to grow as it consumes your hell spawned soul. No one can save you; No one will come to your rescue. And no one will care if you die, because they'll already be dead. You cannot stop their inevitable destruction. Besides, why would they accept someone like you? The scars of your past cannot be healed.
"Stop! Just shut up!" The young half-breed screamed, curling into her corner in the old dark dungeon. "Leave me alone!"
But why? You must know these things, or else humanity will cease to be. You see, very soon, you will be meeting one like yourself and one man will stand against them. You must choose if you will fight them or with them.
"Who.who are you!?" The black haired girl asked, but she received no response. "Wait! Tell me who you are!!" Her cries for answers were in vain, as nothing more came to her. "Don't Go!!!"
***
"Yello? Devil May Cry!" Dante answered the phone, and nodded his head several times as the speaker gave the facts of a job. "Uh-huh. Well, I'm sorry, we're closed. Huh? When did we close? About five seconds ago." Then, without hesitation, the demon slayer hung up. "Geez, honest to god, have I really killed every demon known to man? God damn, it's been a boring week!"
Suddenly the door flew open and in walked a cloaked figure. Dante smiled at this, because if there was anything he had learned in his years of fighting demons it would be two things. One was to kill the demons before they kill you. The other was that cloaked people normally meant that a demon job was near. Dante watched the figure and saw nice curves. Without a doubt, it was a woman, a sexy one at that. "Hey there." He said as smoothly as he did when interested. "What do ya need?"
The cloaked woman came before Dante's desk and examined the items on it. Several bills, ten pizza boxes with pizza, old and new, in them, and two hand guns with the words "Ebony" engraved on the darker colored one and "Ivory" on the lighter one. With just those guns, the woman was not impressed a bit. But then, she viewed the wall and the many trophies on it and she could tell this was indeed the famous half demon that defeated the dark lord Mundus. "Dante Sparda. So finally we meet each other."
"And you might you be, missy?"
"I am Morrigan and I have a special proposition for you."
"I'm listening, go on."
"Someone very important to me and you is locked up, and she cannot get out on her own, even with her great power."
"A search and rescue mission, huh? What will be in my way?"
"I assure you many foul demons await you. You see, she is that important to them as to me and you."
"Wait a tick. What do you mean she's important to me and you?" The cloaked woman giggled and smiled.
"Oh, it's nothing; she'll just play a major role in your future."
Dante raised a brow, his interest growing, "Really? What's the pay?"
"I thought you wouldn't care if there was a reward or not, seeing how there are many demons to slay."
Dante chuckled, "And you thought right, Miss Morrigan. When do we leave?"
***
Meanwhile, at a mansion blanketed with a sheet of snow, a helicopter lowered down on the roof. Out of it walked a bald man, with cold eyes. He was greeted by another man wearing a blue suit and a scar upon his forehead. "Mr. Yami, how was your trip to Japan?"
The bald man, Yami, looked at his servant and sneered, "It went very well, Mundan. Those bitches say they'll do anything to get back their half sister."
"What do you want them to do, Mr. Yami? Surely, you do realize that either way, you would win." Mundan explained, "You want to use the girl's power to kill humans all over the world, just to get revenge on those whom you hate. But if the Night clan gets her back, they too will do the same as you would. Perhaps, you should make an alliance with them."
Yami just chuckled and began into his mansion, removing his coat as he entered. "My friend, Mundan, as easy as that sounds; I would like to get the most out of this as I do everything. Your father knew this trait. His only mistake was that he underestimated his enemies." Mundan nodded, with nothing to say back to his master.
They climbed down a spiral flight of stairs, finding themselves in a pitch black room. Yami's servant snapped his fingers and the room began to glow a dim red, giving the two some light to navigate. They reach the far back, where they were greeted by two Blade warriors (You know, those lizard things). Mundan merely waved his hand and the two Blades retreated into the darkness. Yami and his servant then came to a cell door, where he took out a key and unlocked it. They entered the cell and looked to the corner where their prisoner trembled in fear.
"Why so scared?" Mundan inquired, "You're a demon, and fear should be unknown to you." But their prisoner didn't stop shaking, making Yami's servant smile. "Oh yes, I forgot. You want to be like those weak humans. Forget it. You're a devil just like us and you'll never be human."
"Now, Mundan, let's not be so harsh on the poor half-breed. We do need her, you know." Yami noted, "Besides, humans aren't all that bad. If she wants human emotions then we'll teach them to her."
Mundan raised a brow at his master, "I do not understand. Humans will always be weak, because of their feelings."
"What I mean is that we teach her pain, hatred, sorrow, and despair. Let's teach her how horrible it is to be human. That is, if you do not mind."
Mundan sneered, "With pleasure, master Yami." He walked over to the fearful girl and raised his fist, which started to glow bloody red. Then, his hand came down and sent the half-breed to other side of the cell. The prisoner lifted herself off the soil and glared at Mundan. The demonic torturer laughed, "Yes, that's right; get angry. Despise me with all your heart. That will bring out the demon in you!" He took a step towards the prisoner, before a Sin Scissor came out of the wall and saluted to him.
"Mundan, sir! Several of our marionette forces have reported two intruders. They said it was a man in red wielding a massive sword, and a cloaked woman using a kudachi."
"Intruders, eh?" Yami spoke, "Seems those bitches in Japan decided to send in a rescue team for our friend here. No matter, your Marionettes should've been able to take care of them, easily. Right, Mundan?"
Mundan didn't respond immediately, as though he was in a trance, "That's strange," he said, "Six of my demon soldiers' energy have just vanished." He smiled, "This is interesting."
***
In a snowy wilderness far outside of the mansion, Dante had just put away his sword across his back, "Heh, piece of cake!" He turned around to see Morrigan beheading a marionette with her Japanese blade. "You're no beginner at this, I see."
The mysterious woman sheathed her weapon and turned to the demon slayer, "Trust me, I've been in situations, ten times worse than you normally are in." She continued down the path they were on, and Dante followed behind, his hand on the hilt of his blade. He understood that there would be many demons to fight, but he didn't know what other horrors awaited him further.
***
Gemakai-My first DMC, what do you think? R&R please