YmC: Yautja May Cry
Chapter – 1
The air that wiped past him stirred him from unconsciousness. He twists and turned to see the land and sky spinning around and around. Dante then straighten out to see a large jungle below him. Noticing a metal chest harness strapped to him it began to glow and beep before short-circuiting with a few sparks. Dante then looked and saw a perfect landing spot in the jungle.
Switching to Angel mode he glided his way to a tree trunk which he surfed down it as it went up and curved like a rollercoaster. Dante then jumped off the edge landing in the humid muggy forest floor. He shook his head as he stood. What was all that about? He wondered. The last thing he remembers was visiting a grave with a blue rose placed on it. Then a bright light flashed in his face and anything after that was just darkness.
Pulling off the harness he looked about as he started off in the jungle. He wanted to see where he was which is why he headed up to higher ground; but why is he moving quickly?
High on a ledge on the valley's plateau The Berserker, and leader of a wanted trio by Yautjan enforcers, Dar-skhan watched the new game land within the rainforest. Clicking his mandibles and clearing his throat he rose to his feet to meet his peers who beckon to his summons like ghosts from the tree line. "He's touched game ground." the Bad-blood started upon seeing his old friends stand at attention.
These other two where masters at the skills the learned. Jal-lai: The Falconer worked with above ground and satellite surveillance he also worked with a Falcon to spy and record everything a prey says and does from afar. Hel'das'ka: the Tracker, trained and leads a pack of Thwei-hounds which obey all three hunters. Like earth bloodhounds the can be relentless in pursuit.
"The task is simple."Dar-skhan started. "Intimatedate but observe. Send in the hounds to seek and attack but not to destroy. Jal-lai, use the falcons to observe our prey's habit's, weaknesses, and more over his strengths. In addition, keep this exercise under twenty-two clicks before returning to homebase. Any questions?"
The peers didn't replied.
"Go forth then."
Dante treaded in the direction of where he glimpsed a small mountain or plateau when he was falling.
The air and ground seemed to be fire-like humidity. It possibly rained earlier before his arrival. Speaking of which; Dante brooded over whom or what brought him here. What it human? Did he get hired by the CIA and they wiped his memory of that and dropped him here to complete the mission he knows nothing about . . . .
"Unlikely." Dante reply to that scenario-of-a-question.
Ever since he got his memory about everything about his past as well as himself; Dante put up mental barriers that, one of the things it do would, prevent any type of memory lost. So, how can he not remember anything about this situation? Maybe it was not important due to him visiting the grave. Humans are said to not remember anything if they consider that thing not of any value to them.
That sounded reasonable, maybe.
It only took a few minutes for him to be at battle ready attitude as he extended his senses to for enemies. The sight of skeletal remains in the middle of the clearing of ground drew him closer, but with caution. Skulls: Human, animal, and those in myth or legend of Earth all gathered at the base of a Lightning bolt structure made of black, ridged metal. The skull where discolored by the grime of the forest floor and time. The nephilim knew that they where dead, of course. However he thought one of them whispered an almost inaudible echo when he kneeled closer: "Why do you stare at the dead … revenge is at hand?"
If they said anything then the dead aren't silent after all Dante thought as he left the area consequently starting up hill. It only took a half-hour before reaching a point to lookout …. And be slacked jawed. The horizon and sky revealed within the setting sun a large vertical ringed planet with faint stars adoring the rest of the sky.
"Holy crap." Dante could hardly believe it although it was no full surprise to him.
Dante remembered long ago when he was nine that this same admiration for the splendor of the cosmos. When he wasn't being attacked by demons he would watch the stars as if calmed him, even the phases of the Moon did something to calm and heighten his fight style. Apparently all was not great on some nights back then: Due to the sickly pollution the demons influenced in humanity the galaxies and other constellations were concealed. Hidden. Making the night sky seem lifeless and barren. The demons did a good job to make humans believe they live under a "closed heaven". One day in a library destroyed by a fight with large demons. He found a large book with beautiful pictures of everything one may see in the universe. Such thing he liked, though few in number, he kept to himself.
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Author Notes:
This is a part of my renaissance for rewriting my DmC Devil May Cry and Aliens Vs Predator Fanfiction (it was called "YmC Yautja May Cry" in the beginning). I've decide to keep YmC title I had in my FanFiction username account "Raijkou" because to me it fits. The whole story is rewritten, so expect everything you come to expect from all five Devil May Cry, all Aliens Vs Predator, and both Darksiders games with some surprises.
Alright till next time! ;3