First Devil May Cry fic. I'm actually sorta making it like Dante's Inferno, but making a few twists. First off, Beatrice is like thirteen and has dark hair, but you'll see why, and Dante doesn't get physical with her until later
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A thirteen year-old girl sat up on her bed against the wall staring at the cieling. Her pet lizard crawled onto her lap and made its creepy reptile noise to her in comfort. The girl just stroked its scaley head in reassurance.
"Beatrice, darling," Lilith called, knocking on her door, "are you awake?"
"Yes, Lilith," Beatrice replied.
Lilith opened the door with Beatrices dinner in her hands with a fake smile.
"I brought you dinner, darling. Your favorite, hazlenut soup."
Beatrice grabbed the tray of soup from Mundus' concubine when she came to her bed and set it down on her desk before grabbing the bowl and spoon and scooping it up to blow on it and then took a small sip.
"It's good. Thank you, Lilith."
Lilith smiled in satisfaction before leaving the girls room. Beatrice continued to eat her soup until she heard a voice in her room.
"Are you absolutely content with this sort of lifestyle you have with being in Mundus' house?"
Beatrice nearly dropped her spoon, but her lizard used its tail to snatch it up.
"What do you want, Lucifer?" she asked.
A man with a long black trench coat and devil horns sat in the chair near the desk in the far corner in the back with a sinister smile.
"Oh, come now, my dear," Lucifer said. "Is that any way to treat your contractor?"
"Just tell me what you want."
"Are you content with this lifestyle?"
Beatrice paused before she could scoop up some more soup into her mouth. No, she wasn't content with living with Mundus, he was dark and cruel. But what other choice did she have, she had nowhere else to go.
"Yes, that's right," Lucifer said, as if he read her thoughts. "You were only a child back then. He must be a great father to you, isn't he?"
Beatrice glared. "Shut up! I learned my lesson about fathers!"
Lucifer became confused. "Lesson?" He then smirked. "Ah, you remember, don't you?" He used his power to make smoke form into images of her past. "You sold your soul to me in order to save your fathers life. And how did that scum thank you? He left you for his whore."
Beatrice became sad at this story. Yes, she did sell her soul to Lucifer, but what other choice did she have? She needed her father. She thought he would be happy to know that his child would be more than willing to sell her soul for her father, but instead he left her for his stupid girlfriend. Her heart was broken back then and she vowed never to trust any men ever again, whether they would be willing to be her father or not.
Then Mundus came and took her off the streets to raise her himself, but she felt like a prisoner rather than a daughter under his house.
"Do you wish to escape?" Lucifer asked.
"Yes, I do," Beatrice replied desperately, making the demon smirk.
"Leviathan," he called.
A giant serpent came out from beneath the floor and it soon turned into a blonde haired teen with a dark green hoodie with similar horns on is head.
"Show our dear Beatrice that we're... not always so cruel."
Leviathan smirked before turning back into his serpent form. Beatrice became startled before setting her lizard on the floor and walking over to her dresser to pick out some black socks for her combat boots. She walked to her closet and grabbed her black sweater.
"Okay, come on, Gazard," Beatrice said, walking over to the serpent demon and climbing onto his back.
Gazard made his reptile noise before joining his owner and climbing onto the serpent to her lap.
"Time to get to the bottom," Leviathan said before shooting out of the window at full speed and slithering down down around the building.
Beatrice got a nice view of Limbo City as she had been pulled into Limbo. Every demon that resided in Limbo wandered the streets of the city, sitting around or killing an innocent human. She couldn't help but watch them as they watched her ride Leviathan. Most of them had wanted to do harm onto the teen, but once a human sells their soul to one of the seven princes of Hell, they can not be touched by anyone, not even Mundus.
"Okay, sweetheart, we're here," Leviathan said coming to a stop before turning back into his human form. Beatrice found herself to be carried onto the demon of envy's back with her pet squished between them. "Just to let you know, Lucifer and I are going to be following your every move, as well as the others."
Beatrice was confused. "Why?"
"Because we'll be teaching you a lesson about life in the real world. You can't just keep living in a fantasy where everything is alright when in truth it really isn't. I envy you for that, let me tell you."
The girl got off of the demons back with Gazard in her arms.
"Good luck," Leviathan said before walking away.
Beatrice noticed that she was out of Limbo as she saw people walking in the streets before walking to find her old alleyway. Once she found it, she was surprised to see that the old tent that she had made for herself from when she was little and on the streets was still in its usual place with the same blanket that kept her hidden from the rain.
Speaking of rain, it began to pour down and she crawled into the tent. Beatrice set down her lizard and moved some objects to find that the old circle she had made for a temperture spell was smudged. Cleaning it up, she took out a piece of chalk and started to draw a new circle. Once she was done, she pulled out a violet jewel and placed it on the circle before it started to glow and float.
Beatrice smiled as the area she was in became both warm and cool before taking off her sweater to make a pillow and laying down to sleep. As the girl began dreaming, Gazard stayed up and stood guard.