Prologue

A/N: This is my first time writing a fanfic, yes it has some canon, Oc pairing with one of the characters and unexpected conclusions; if I need to be strong at some points of the story; let me know! :)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Devil May Cry series! ( I wish D:) ONLY Oc appearances in this story.

Note: Just a reminder of what they do beyond after Dmc4, which I really want them to continue on but it matters to CapCom, I guess. :/ Or not.

"Madness is more than the Sickness, Which all drives us to do the invincible, more leading into sacrifice.

Power, is more than an addiction, more than hunger...that rages flowing through our blood.

Power, give me more power...

I need more power.

Might controls everything; and without strength, you cannot protect anything, let alone yourself."

Blood showered the son of Sparda's Body, trenched in gore and drowning in his weak, defenseless body as his muscles and his body weeps for hope, everything he achieved for, once becoming the Dark Slayer, the possession of Nelo Angelo...shattered, destroyed, tormented, and defeated. His power becoming of self-thought of his neglect, streaming down his lifetime of imprisoned in the Demon World, along with his ex-master, Mundus, the one who devoured his family away from him, fallen into his eternal trap, and now trapped forever. There the son of Sparda thought, closing his eyes in dismay and thoughtless, he didn't care about anything or anyone...he let the blood shut his eyes, there he lies Vergil, the elder son of Sparda in his first time of his cold life, that he felt so hopeless. Which he never had feelings of a normal mortal would do, unlike someone who he had hated since his Family's hunt, that stopped him becoming restored, becoming a Dark Slayer, filled with power and invincibility...

Dante.