Alex:Hello and welcome to my new DMC story. This is a story I've had on my mind for years now but never really sat down to write. But with all the DMC hype going on right now with the release of the 5th game I decided to finally write! For the record I want to state while some events in this story are canon others however not.

Another thing I would like to mention but this story is dedicated to a dear friend of mine. Venti Lavendelle this is a gift to you! Thank you for all the support you've given me, I really enjoy our phone conversations! Happy early birthday girl!

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Chapter 1:Beginnings

"Ten more minutes?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Five more minutes, come on don't be a buzzkill!"

"No."

"But were on the last…"

"Bed now!"

With a soft growl a young teenage boy with soft snow white hair jumped up from the couch. Blue eyes widened for a fraction of a second before melting into a ferocious glare as he stared into an equally icy gaze. Squaring his shoulders the young teen took a stance of defiance as he was unwilling to bow down to his father's request. Like hell would he go to bed now, it wasn't even a damn school night!

"I will not repeat myself boy." a lethal voice said quietly.

Huffing the boy kept his demeanor as he refused to submit despite a small voice in his head telling him to back the fuck down and do as he was told.

Heaving a sigh the other occupant in the room hefted himself up off the couch as he placed a firm hand on his nephews head. "Best listen to your pops Nero, his panties are already in a bunch and the last thing we need is for them to get twisted even further up his ass."

Gaze shifting from his son to his brother Vergil's eyes flashed red in warning as he tried to reign in what little composure he had left. His boy was testing his patience as of late and it didn't help that his neanderthal of an uncle only enabled him.

Shoulder's sagging Nero's glare dissipated from his face.

"We were almost done with that level." he mumbled out dejectedly causing Dante to ruffle his locks.

"Will finish it up tomorrow, kid." Dante smiled reassuringly. Grumbling under his breath Nero blew strands of his hair out of his face before stomping up the stairs to his room. Dante could tell by the kids posture that he was agitated that they had to stop playing video games for the evening. In his opinion there was nothing he could do as his dear elder brother was bent on ruining their fun. It wasn't that late.

"Pray tell why you kept him up till three in the morning?" Vergil hissed annoyed.

Was it really that late?

Waving his hand dismissively in the air Dante plopped right back onto the couch. Kicking his feet up onto the coffee table the red clad twin regarded his sibling with a bored expression.

"It's fine Verge, it's Friday, so the kid doesn't have school in the morning."

"Be that as it may he still has training.. As his uncle you need to set an example and not act like a child." Vergil snapped his eye twitching. He swore his twin would be the death of him if he didn't kill him first.

Snorting Dante shook his head. "The kids a little firecracker, he'll be fine to spar in the morning. As I said earlier don't be such a buzzkill."

Sighing Vergil pinched the bridge of his nose, Dante would never be a mature adult in the grand scheme of things and it showed.

Rolling his eyes at his brother's antics Dante swiped his half empty beer can off the table and took a swig. "Bro, you need to relax and let Nero experience being a kid. Ya, know staying up late watching movies, playing games, sleeping well into the afternoon, shirking his homework and chores...don't glare at me you know I'm right. You also know it's what…"

Dante never finished his sentence as a bright flash pressed against his eyes and suddenly his beer was sliced in half. The contents soaked the floorboards as Vergil held his weapon threateningly at his twin, icy blue eyes slowly bled a crimson color. They glowed in the dim lighting of the room as Dante slowly rose to stand. The blade of Yamato pressed lightly against his neck, a bead of blood splintered his skin leaving a bloody trail.

"Finishing that sentence would be unwise."

"Threatening me in my own home is also unwise." Dante hissed as he pointed his beloved Ebony and Ivory at his twin.

"I seem to recall this being my home as well."

Tensions were high as the conversation treeded on a touchy subject and while Dante knew it was a low blow to bring it up. He was a firm believer that letting Nero be a kid was what his mother would have wanted. His brother had good intentions but often could be blinded by the most simplest of things, getting strong is all well and good but it's not much of a life if all you focus on is that. Vergil of all people should know that real well.

The twins of Sparda kept each other in their line of sight as neither twin wanted to back down in subjugation. Their standoff lasted for several minutes before both relaxed their posture, weapons dropping Dante shook his head as Vergil's eyes returned to their normal blue hue.

"I don't want to fight, Verge."

"Nor do I. I'm too tired to deal with an idiot like you."

Rolling his eyes Dante clapped his brother on the back as he walked past him. He would let that insult slide for now. "What did that mission tire you out?" he snickered.

"Hardly but a new hunt has appeared and I figured it's best left in your hands." Vergil exclaimed as he tossed his brother an envelope. "I stumbled upon Morrison on the way back, you take this hunt the weekend is going to be…...tiresome."

And with that the devil in blue receded up the stairs to retire into his room. Dante watched his elder sibling silently and saw the resigned way Vergil moved. His brother's words slowly connected the puzzle pieces that were his thoughts and he was mentally cursing himself. Shit this weekend was going to be hard for not only his brother but Nero as well. Now Dante felt like a piece of shit for starting to dish such a low blow.

Swiping a hand through his hair he tore open the envelope to see what new job awaited him. Scanning the contents of the letter he tossed it over his shoulder and sighed as the paper lazily fluttered to the ground. Another nest of demons taking root in Red Grave city, just wonderful.

Sauntering off he grabbed a beer from the kitchen, popped the cap and slugged the whole contents down in one gulp. Wiping his mouth he let out a belch as he headed to his room to call it a night…..or early morning in this case.

"Sorry kid will have to finish the game some other day." Maybe if he was lucky he could convince Vergil to finish it with Nero.

It was time to return to a town that held bittersweet memories.

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Staring upwards at the stars a child no more than ten years of age sat huddled on top of the roof of her home. Barefoot and clad only in her striped pajamas white locks glowed bright under the full moon's light. Honey colored eyes focused on the twinkling lights above as her right arm stretched upwards to the sky. Using her pointer finger she traced the various constellations she saw, smiling softly the child felt at peace.

"There's Orion's belt Grandmama!" the child cried excitedly as she turned to stare at a picture frame sitting contently next to her. The elderly woman in the photo smiled brightly at her, it was a smile full of happiness and love as her mahogany eyes showed nothing but adoration. Smiling sadly the child dropped her hand knowing she would never get a reply. Picking up the photo she hugged it closely to her heart as a shrill cry erupted into the heavens above. Panic and anger intertwined together as a frazzled bedraggled women looked up at the rooftop from where she stood on the front lawn.

"Avery get down here right this instance! John she's on the roof again!"

Frowning Avery flipped the woman the bird, like hell was she going inside.

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Alex:Well that's chapter one, what did you all think? Hopefully it's good:) Drop me a review and tell me your thoughts. Also don't be afraid to criticize me and tell me what I need to work on, the feedback is greatly appreciated! I'll see you all in the next chapter!