A/N: Two stories in one day, I'm on a roll! Hahaha Anywho, this is my first DMC story and it will actually be a cross over with one of my favorite animes, D.N. Angel, though I fear that fandom may be dying. :( Hardly anyone I know has heard of it. *Sigh* Anywho, I'm not sure what all this story will have in it, though it may have some Dante/Vergil action. I'm not sure. Let me hear from you guys and see what you think! Note, it will be A/U but I haven't played DMC in a while, so if there are any facts I get wrong.
This chapter has some violence and...that's it.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, Dante would not let me buy Vergil and Vergil would not let me by Dante. :( And Sparda is mean and won't let me buy either of them. Damn.
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It wasn't the first time Vergil had been hit and it wouldn't be the last.
Dante could say for sure, however, that it was the first time Vergil had been hit with a solid metal baseball bat.
It had started as a fairly simple mission to check out reports of a demon in a small town in Idaho. Nero showed up and complicated things, however. Namely by kicking Dante in the face, mistaking him for the deomn that plagued the town. That's what the kid had claimed, anyway. Dante, somehow, didn't believe him.
They had followed a suspicious looking person-humans don't have wings, do they?-to a nice looking little white house with green trim. There was a porch on the right side and a bus next to the porch. Seriously, a big brown bus that may have been a tour bus at some point. There was a shed to the left of the house, a carport in front, and a kennel on the hill behind the house, almost hidden from view.
The figure landed on the roof and jumped onto the porch before folding it's wings and slipping inside.
Nero got the bright idea to go through front door. Vergil decided he would lead the way.
That it how a metal bat happened to collide with Vergil's head. More specifically, an excellently aimed shot to his temple with enough force that any human would have dropped to the ground unconcious. As it was, Vergil stumbled and dropped his sword, raising his arm to defend himself as his assailaint desceneded upon him. Dante and Nero charged her, finding they had little room inside the small house to move.
"Don't fucking move!" The girl ordered, drawing a gun from her waistband, the gun in one hand, the bat in the other.
"Go ahead and shot me, babe. It won't hurt." Dante chuckled.
"I'm trained to kill demons. Wanna see how much my bullets hurt?" She sneered and twitched her hand just barely. Vergil actually screamed in pain as the bullet collided with his thigh and tore apart the muscle, slamming into the bone and staying in place. "Hurts, doesn't it? Almost feels like it's eating away at the flesh and bone. Mmm. You're screams...are beautiful."
She tilted her head back and snapped her fingers. Abruptly, there was a high pitch noise that dropped Dante and Nero to their knees, covering their ears.
"Sons of Sparda, I have been waiting for you." She said with a light laugh.