Better Off Dead Chapter One: Who the Hell are you?
By: Butterflyinc
A/N: Hello, I'm back from my little two week hiatus. Yup, I'm now going to try the Devil May Cry Verse. Let's just hope, this story flows right. I'm going to be using the concept of the new Devil May Cry game. As much as I hate the plot for the game. I'm going to try and stick with the story line...if I float, I haven't played the game all the way yet. I've only played like the first and half the second part. I refuse to buy the game, though I know someone who owns it. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy it. I'm still going to write the sequel for "The Mercenary and the Little Girl That Could" Anyways, with out no further ado, a new story..
Game: DMC (new devil may cry)
Rating: T
Warnings: Swearing, Innuendos, adult situations, violence and gore.
Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Devil May Cry, they belong to CapCom. I also don't profit from writing this fiction.
Rain, cold as wet, fell to the earth in pellets, cascading the world in a wet disaster. A girl with shaggy blond hair running for her life and not looking back. From what she was running from, most humans didn't believe such evil beings existed.
The girl's heart beat increased as she ran in a breakneck pace from the evildoers. Her blond hair cascading wildly, whipping around like a whip. Her dark black outfit, clinging to her like a second skin, letting the chill into her bones. The strange pendant on her neck swaying to-and-tho.
The evil creature chasing after her, with the nasty smell of rotting flesh. Sporting some type of sickles as weapons. About 10 of them surrounded the girl. If you could see their faces, they'd be leering at her in a sick manner.
The girl kept on running, until her body collided with a brick wall. She had ran into a dead end and she knew it. The girl's green eyes widen in fear and she let out a little gasp. She felt the fear and adrenaline pump steadily into her system. Her heart began to pound into her ears. Her breaths became more shallow. She knew that she was doomed, or so it seemed.
Dante watched with interest at the girl's expense. He didn't know if he should save the girl, just yet. He sat perched on the roof top, one the nearest building. You know, the girl hadn't exactly called out for help yet. She also had a death wish, going out at night unarmed.
There was things that went bump at night that he could only see. Yet, the girl seemed like she recognize the creatures. He could smell the fear on the girl from here, it wasn't the stench of fear; it was something else.
Dante sighed and gripped a steady hand on Rebellion, just incase he needed to intervene. He had a feeling this was a trap, but for who?
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Aven Foreston had been leading the pathetic demons into a trap. They always fell for the same lil' scheme each time. The stupid creatures were after her for some reasons. She had yet to know the reason why.
She had always been able to see the beings since she was a little girl. They use to terrify the hell out of her. That was until–
Her thoughts were cut short of a demon lunging at her. She dodged it's slow movements by doing a flip over it's back. She pulled her trusty hand gun, Hell's Fury. She checked the amo, quickly and began firing special rounds off into the demons.
They fell flat in a matter of seconds, that was to expect for lower level demons. So far for the last two years, since she was 16, they had been sending lower level demons after her. She had no luck of facing the big cohunas. She always got stuck with the little ones.
She had been working on a case given to her by some mystery informant. For some reason girl's about her age had been disappearing. The bodies had been mutilated and certain lower parts of their bodies had been assaulted and crushed.
She had been on patrol of the wicked demon, always coming up short. She felt her senses register some type of demon. And by the looks of it, it was very powerful!
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Dante's eyes widen as he saw the innocent looking girl lay carnage to lower level demons. He thought that he'd have to save her. And maybe he'd get lucky and get laid. As she pulled out her hand gun and began laying waste to the wicked creatures.
There was something special about the girl, she was able to see demons and kill them. Even low class demons like them, no normal human girl should be able to see them. As much know how to kill them with normal bullets. They had to be a special kind of amo.
He smirked as he saw the girl began to lay waste to rest of the demons. She was to busy laying carnage to the other demons, that she didn't see one sneak up on her unguarded side.
He would get to play 'hero' after all.
With a drop of f the nearest building, that would have killed a normal human. Dante Sparda, was not a normal human. With haste, he charged towards the weak demon and sliced it into two.
The girl didn't even see him, she was too busy killing the other ones.
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Aven saw a demon sneak up on her unguarded side, before she could do anything. She a figure jump with nonhuman grace and land behind her. She heard the sound of steel clashing into skin, and felt blood spray all over her outfit. She glared at the figure as she turned. She saw a slender male with dark gray hair. Her green eyes glowered at him. How dare he intrude on her kills, they were after all hers.
She glanced up at the male, he had startling blue eyes and...that was Dante Sparda. She had heard about him in the news. He was known as a deviant among the prefect society. She never knew that she'd meet him face-to-face. Yet why was someone so small wielding a massive sword as his.
Her eyes met his and he smiled at her. She was streaked with mud and soaked to the bone. To bad, she was like 20 blocks from her house.
"So, what is a nice little girl like you doing out this late?" he asked sheathing his sword.
"Nothing, just handling a little 'problem' and I was fine before you came around." she sneered back.
"Woah babe, I thought you'd be happy I'd save you and give me a lil' reward." he said with a perverted smile.
Aven looked at him and glared. "I'm not going to give you anything, not even my thanks. Like I said before, I was handling it just fine."
"Yeah, real fine, you almost got attacked by a lower level demon," he said with a shrug.
Aven looked at him and smirked. "Yeah, whatever you say."
"Ah babe, don't play rough, you know you'd like it," he smirked.
"Whatever floats your boat, you're not my type." she sneered.
"Who the hell are you exactly?" he asked.
"None of your business," she growled.
Aven hated nothing more then giving her name out to strangers. She didn't trust many people after her parents were killed. They said it had been a tragic car wreck, she knew different. After that day, demons started to follow her. They didn't start seeking her out until she turned 15, that was when she guessed she became a 'great' threat to them. She still had no clue why.
"You won't tell me who you are and why are those demons following you. Because if you were just a normal human female, you'd be dead by now. There's something different about you, I can sense it. You smell different then other girls do."
"Oh, well don't you sound like a creep, and I could say you're not a normal human male. Who the hell carries a massive ass sword; as if it was a pocket knife?" she fired back, her dark green eyes narrowing.
"I'll tell you my name, if you say yours," he remarked.
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The blond haired female sneered up at him with anger. How hard was it to get a name from her? It wasn't like he was serial killer. There was something up with the girl, he could sense there was a certain supernatural factor about her.
"I don't want to share my name and I already know who you are, Dante Sparda," she remarked.
Dante rolled his eyes, of course everyone new about Fortuna's deviant. He was infamous for his habits, that seemed to annoy the demons in charge.
Yet, what did they have against the normal girl. She seemed normal enough, but what seemed fishy was the pendant that she wore around her neck. It was a dagger shape with vines and roots wrapped around it, with a dark emerald at the top
She was a blond female about 5'4" with green eyes. She wasn't what he'd call pretty or hot. But, she had a certain enigma about her.
Why would she be she be decked out in all black at 2 in the morning? The only people that he knew that had her type of pendant; was the Foreston demon slaying clan. They had been destroyed 3 years ago, by a suspicious fire.
"What is your name?" he asked again.
The girl sighed and rolled her green eyes. "Fine, I'll tell you, if you leave me alone,"
"Fine deal," Dante grunted.
"I'm Aven Foreston," she said and with that she took off, leaving Dante confused.
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end of chapter one.
A/N: Yup, so that was a taste of the first chapter, tell me what you thought of it. Aven's a character that I created 3 years ago, when I was a senior in high school. She's been nagging to get out. Anyways please review.
Have a nice day and happy reading:
-Butterflyinc.