DmC: Demons hell, Angels Salvation
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Chapter 1: Welcome to your own personal hell
"Dante, I love you." A women with red hair and brown eyes looked at her son with a caring smile. She then placed a necklace that held a crimson red gem in the middle around his neck, the boy looked at the gem in awe. "Dante this necklace will keep you save so don't ever take it off, understand?" The boy nodded. "Good now go along and play I'm sure Vergil's been kept waiting long enough."
"Ok, Mama." Dante gave his mother a warm smile and hopped down off the table and ran out the room, unaware of the look of pain and sadness that had now made it's way onto his mother's face. 'Dante, Vergil I'm truly sorry that I wasn't there to spend more time with you, as well as watch you two grow into handsome young men. But it looks like my time is almost up.'
~Heaven~
"Verg!" Dante called, as he ran up to a boy with silver hair and light blue eyes. "Geez, Dante I'd thought you'd take forever. You nearly wasted half of our day." A smug look on his face. "Oh, whatever. It's not my fault, Mama had to give me something important," Dante said. "Let me guess, Mom gave you a necklace with a gem in the middle." Dante looked at his brother skeptically, "H-How'd you know?" Vergil reached inside his shirt and pulled out a necklace that was the same as his, expect instead of a red gem there was a blue one instead.
"I wonder why Mom gave these to us?" Vergil asked, as he stared that the gem in wonder. "Mama told me it was a way to keep me safe," Dante said. "Yeah, she told me that too, but from what? What is Mom not telling us?" Vergil suddenly felt something peck him in the back of the head, the sting of the object pulling him out of his thoughts. "Ow, what the-" Vergil looked around and saw Dante casually throwing a pebble into the air, a small grin on his face.
"Geez, Verg you think too much come on let's go play on the swings or something." Dante continually tossed the pebble back and forth in his hand. "I'll peg another pebble at you again." Vergil gave Dante a look that dare him to. "Yeah, you're right let's-" Something pecked him in the head back of the head again.
"Dante!"
Dante couldn't help himself he loved to see his brother railed up, there was just something about it... "Ah!" before Dante knew what hit him, Vergil was on top of him tickling him from head to toe.
"Hahahaha! V-Vergil s-stop it!"
"Nope, you're not getting out of this, think of it as payback for pegging rocks at me!" Dante was laughing so hard that tears were coming out of his eyes. He tried to wiggle out of his brother hold, but Vergil wasn't going to let go so easily. Suddenly they heard something that caused their "fun" to come to an end.
"D-Dante, V-Vergil." The voice that spoke was quite faint, like it was crying out for help, it sounded like...
Vergil quickly hopped off of Dante. "Dante, come on we've got to go!" Dante gave a nod and got up off the ground, both boys began running toward their home unsure of what awaited them both. They just hoped that everything was ok.
~Hell~
"Mundus! I swear I'll get you for this!"
"Ha! You brought this on yourself for being with this whore of an angel," Mundus spat as he picked up a barely alive body off the floor, holding them by their neck. "S-Sparda!" they gasped trying to gain some air.
"Eva!" Sparda tried to reach for the body of his lover, but he was too weak to even stand. "Mundus," he said through clenched teeth.
"Now Sparda watch as I take the very thing you hold dear in front of your eyes!" "Sparda please protect-" Eva stopped mid-sentence blood seeping down the side of her mouth. Mundus had thrust his hand straight through her chest, piercing straight through her heart.
"Eva, Eva!" Sparda yelled. "Damn you Mundus I swear when I get my hands on you I'll rip out your fucking throat out of your body!" he spat, a sinister glare in his eyes that could stop all demon in their tracks.
Mundus dropped Eva's lifeless body to the floor. He walked over to Sparda who lied on the floor to weak to move, and bent down to be at eye-level with him, a calm expression on his face.
"Why Sparda what does it feel like to lose everything you hold dear? And non the less by a lowly demon like myself? It must be so painful knowing that she was right there, yet there was nothing you could do." Sparda didn't respond. Suddenly the door burst open to reveal two small boys, both who were out of breath. Their eyes widened as they looked at the scene before them in horror.
"Mom, Dad!" They both yelled as they saw the pool of blood and their mother's lifeless body as well as their father pinned down, an unknown assailant standing next to him with an evil smirk on his face.
"I take it these are your sons, Sparda?" Mundus said grinning evilly. "I swear you lay one hand on them I'll-" "Oh, don't worry Sparda, I've got no use for them. What I'm more interested in is making you suffer. Hell, I'll give you 24 hours to spend your last final moments with them... but after that..." Mundus bent down close enough to Sparda's ear. "Your whole entire being belongs to me, where you'll spend the rest of your remaining days in torment how does that sound?" A small smile graced his lips.
Sparda looked at him with a look of disgust. While he'd rather die then become enslaved to Mundus. He promised Eva that no matter what happened he'd protect the boys to the ends of the earth, and if living in eternal torment meant doing so then... so be it.
Alright Mundus... but I swear if you come after me or the boys before 24 hours..."
"Oh, don't worry Sparda I'll abide by our agreement. Welcome to your own personal hell!" he smiled, as he disappeared back into the underworld.
To Be Continued...
A/N: Well, here's my first DMC Story:3 and for those who may not understand what's going on this story follows the new DmC not the original. Oh, I'm sorry if any of the characters seem OOC. It just worked better for my story that way:) Well, I hope you can join me for the next chapter soon, bye-bye:P