Author's Note: Recently, I've been bothered. I've read something online concerning Nero's origin. Some articles were circulating the info that he's Vergil's son, and it got me thinking. I'm not a big fan of Nero, but I gotta know if he's family or not. Either way, while it's unproven (I think) and while I'm in the mood for some thinkin'...I'ma write something about it. What if Vergil really was the kid's father?

Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry. Capcom does though...but I get dibs on Dante if ever Capcom gives them away. xD

Prologue

2000 years ago, Mundus, ruler of the demon world decided to expand his territory into the realms of light which was the human's territory. Thinking that these mere mortals were nothing but food and slaves, he decided to extend his dark powers in order to rule this place as well. Somehow taking pity on these poor unfortunate souls, Mundus' right hand man, Sparda betrayed his kind and decided to side with humanity and save them from the demons that plagued the lands. Successful in his attempt, Sparda sealed off the hell's gate along with his demonic powers using the demon sword Yamato thus vanishing the evil that threatened the human race. Now that his powers had been sealed off, Sparda was hailed as the Legendary Dark Knight and silently ruled over the human realm for centuries. But alas, as his life came to an end and as the time passed by, the saviour of mankind was slowly forgotten until he simply became a legend...a myth. But still, there were those people who continued to believe in his existence...

Fortuna City

Once believed to be a place where Sparda himself had resided in, this island was now populated with believers of the Legendary saviour. The people who made this place their home came to be known as the Order of the Sword. They were a religious group that was notorious for worshiping Sparda. Everyone believed in the existence of the saviour, and every day they would come to pray at the church, hoping to always be protected by Sparda himself.

The Pope, his holiness always assured the people that they will be saved in times of danger, and this simply motivated the people to continue believing in the teachings and preaches made by the Order.

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And so everyone lived in peace...or so it seemed.

Oh how the cunning monopolized the ignorant.

Lapiz River

Sparkling under the rays of light, this place was rather beautiful. Situated within the Mitis forest, this azure river was shrouded with trees and different kinds of life. It seemed peaceful enough to anyone who passed by and yet no one knew the dangers that was present in the place. Recently, a number of people had gone missing from their innocent exploits. No one knew what had happened to those who were said to be "spirited away". This was a major concern for the people of Fortuna though. They were frightened that something dangerous might have been residing within the leafy threshold of the forest area. Still, the Order made sure that everyone was protected, thus people were usually not allowed to go through the forest with no reason. It became off limits to the town's people who feared for their lives...and after those unfortunate incidents were people were lost, most were grateful for the fact that it was being closed off to public. But of course, there were still those people who were very much stubborn and liked to venture off every now and then. This kind of person didn't seem to take his life into account, and instead was more concern about what was inside the forest. Allegedly, they were said to be demons. While everyone seemed frighten, there was always one who stood up to the challenge of the world. And this time though, this brave young soul belonged to a feisty young woman of about 18. As a child, Mitis forest was somewhat of a playground to her. She wasn't aware of the dangers the place had, nor the demons that littered there. She memorized the place like the back of her hand. Her favourite place was the Lapiz River where she was able to rest and relax whenever the teaching were over. To be honest...she was tired of always hearing about the Saviour. Sure she believed in him, but that didn't mean she liked hearing the same thing over and over again. During childhood, she was so fond of hearing about Sparda, but as the time passed, she learned that worshiping someone who was dead wouldn't bring them any salvation. If the people from the Order knew about these thoughts, she was certain to be reprimanded. It was one reason why she liked to keep things from people...and evidently a major reason why she wanted to be alone. The difference in opinion was too great. And her being chased out of Fortuna just because of that was something she didn't want. Either way, today was a day for a little break. There was no need to think about her job and the Order. For once she'd be able to spend some time away from people.

Traversing through the forest path, raven colored locks swayed with every movement that she made. The forest wasn't humid at all today thanks to the trees that provided her with shade. That though would soon change as the bright face of the sun reared its majestic presence at her upon arriving at the river side. Her face filled with wonder as her pale sapphire orbs stared at the scene before her. Everything was sparkling. The leaves reflected the sun's rays causing them to shine and glitter all around her. The light coming from the sun made its way on the water's surface making it sparkle like finely polished lapis lazuli. What caught her eyes though after a few gruelling seconds was the form that lay by the water.

A finely defined man...

At least that was what he looked like from where she stood.