A/N: Okay so the last one didn't get very much attention but that's okay because I like telling these tales. This is technically a continuation of the massive project of the entire story of DMC because I can and am going to, but each story is on it's own and can be read as such as each of them cover different points in the character's lives. This is more Vergil, yay! For some reason, I've been stuck on him so we'll just keep riding with it. This story might, might drift into the M rating, I'll decide that later though
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The first thing that Vergil noticed upon coming back to consciousness was the feel of soft grass beneath his face, he didn't remember laying down on grass though... What was the last thing he remembered...? His mind floundered for a moment before flashes of pain leapt up from his memory, images of his brother, a sword stabbing through him... Right, he'd tried to merge the human realm and the demonic one. His brother though... Dante had stopped him, through some miracle of luck the younger twin had remembered who he was and tore his brother down. Vergil groaned as he rolled slowly onto his back, everything hurt... Everything... The half devil saw that he was under a blue sky, so he was in the human realm... Where, he had no idea, in fact the half devil was surprised that he was alive at all, it made him question just what all he and his brother could survive, as he was sure that no true devil would have survived such an encounter.
He just lay there for a long time, mentally checking off that he still had all his fingers and toes, though every inch of him hurt far too much to bother trying to move anything. He closed his eyes again, noticing as some of the throbbing in his head faded that he could hear the ocean... He was near a beach? The half devil sighed again, trying to relax as his healing continued piecing him back together, at least he tried... Until he heard the sound of footsteps. He groaned internally, he wasn't ready to fight... Not just yet... Yamato pulsed within his mind, trying to rouse him, give him all the energy it could so that its master could rise to fight another battle. A feminine gasp turned all of his thoughts from battle and he strained to open his eyes to view the sky above him once more.
Instead of the blue sky, he saw a surprised face and brown hair peeking from beneath a white hood. He blinked, his vision clearing and her face coming into focus. He couldn't say whether he had landed in this realm in his demonic form or his human one, either way he was sure he was a mess, he half expected her to scream. She didn't. Instead she knelt down, her hands fluttering over his body like nervous butterflies and he let out a low growl. He just wanted to be miserable and defeated in peace. The woman started back, looking at him curiously.
"Did I hurt you?" She asked, her voice was soft and gentle, not at all what he expected. He glared at her, unsure if his voice would actually work. Not getting a reply she went back to assessing his wounds.
"I was surprised you were alive, I thought I'd stumbled upon a corpse." She said softly, in a matter of fact manner that caused Vergil to question the seeming innocence of the small creature above him. The half devil tried to lift himself upright and started coughing, spitting up blood onto the ground next to him.
"Whoa... Careful there, you shouldn't be trying to move just yet." She pushed him back down and turned his head to the side so he didn't choke.
"Leave me alone." He growled, spitting a mouthful of blood into the already stained dirt, how badly had Dante cut him up...? The woman frowned
"Oh hush, don't be such a grump, I'm just trying to help you." She said, already tearing the bottom of her apron off to turn into bandages
"I don't want any help." The half devil snapped, his voice coming clearer now.
"So you just want me to leave you to die?" She said, anger flaring brightly in her eyes
"Yes." Vergil hissed
"No." His entire mind blanked, he glanced at her from the corner of his vision
"What?"
"I said no. I'm not going to leave you here to die, if you want to go and get yourself killed after I'm done patching you up, so be it but I can't in good faith leave you here to whither away. Vergil growled under his breath at her and attempted to sit up, only to have a blaring pain in his head and side knock him back into the prone position he'd been in before.
"Don't do that!" She snapped pushing his head back down as he immediately started to try again. "Good god you're a stubborn one..." She muttered
"Leave me." The half devil growled again, his fists clenching at his sides, why would this woman not leave him alone?
"No." She said again, beginning to attempt to patch up his side. He snarled, a minuscule amount of his demonic energy flaring back up and he tried to stand, only to have to pain overwhelm him and his eyes roll back in his head. The last thing he saw was the woman shaking her head.
A/N: Damn, I'm so sad, I lost the last little bit to this chapter and my replacement isn't as good as the first time I wrote it. :/ anywho
Till next time,
-Winged Element
