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This story is set after DMC4
Straight out of Hell
Vergil walked out of the portal relieved to be out of hell. Those naïve humans and their mimic portal, he thought, they serve me quite well. Now if I could just pinpoint my location, my return would be going quite swell. A sudden voice broke his train of thought. "Go to hell!", the voice said. Vergil smirked to himself. The voice sounds young, he thought. He sneaked around the ruined church, to see quite a sight. A half demon by the looks of it was fighting off a decent amount of lesser demons. Vergil watched as the young half-demon made a sloppy kill of the demons. No form, he observed. No technique…Ah…well isn't that something….a devils arm….and my Yamato? How on earth has it fallen into such a juvenile's hands. Vergil watched the young one, pondering a plan to get back his Yamato refusing to act as his brother Dante would've. I shall not act as Dante, firing off like a loose cannon, attacking with no plan…no….I must conjure a plan.
Nero wiped the blood from the Yamato, putting it back into its place. Why couldn't he shake the feeling of being watched. He headed away from the ruined church. This is one long cleaning job he thought frustrated. Every since the fall of the head of the order (his holiness) and the alleged "savior", Nero had been given the tasks of cleaning up. He had already destroyed three hell gates Dante had missed and loads of demons. Should he find himself in hell, Nero knew he would have many enemies to confront none of which would be to pleasant. he didn't mind hunting demons, but good god this was lasting an eternity, and he really wanted to get back to Kyrie. He missed her and wanted to be there for her since the lost of her brother Credo. Nero walked back up the way he had come. One-half down one to go he thought.
Vergil had formulated his plan. He knew the kids next move he was just like Dante, Vergil could predict his every movements; he was too emotional, too simple. Having heard the kid mumbling Vergil discovered he knew Dante. A family reunion, Vergil thought. At least this should be interesting, he mused. He followed Nero at a distance, not wanting to distract his attention. If he followed the kid, Vergil was quite certain he would come face-to-face with his brother, Dante. Sure enough Nero unwillingly led Vergil straight to him. Vergil waited until' the kid left, replying "hello brother, miss me?" Dante turned round recognizing the calm, cool voice. "Vergil?" "yes why of course….you don't look surprised", Vergil observed. " Should I be?…we both knew you had the strength to leave, so why are you here?", Dante asked presuming he already knew the answer. "I am out because you couldn't finish the job…you couldn't finish me. Your too weak. None the less you are my brother." Vergil responded as cold and collected as ever. Hell doesn't even change him, Dante thought. "Very good Vergil, did hell make you realize that?", Dante replied casually using his sarcasm to disguise his emotions. His brother ignored the sarcasm. "I want to help you Dante", Vergil replied calmly.
Vergil, help me?…surely not, he never cared…that wasn't Vergil, Dante thought. "Pshh! Verg you crack me up, do you think I'm as I was as a child? You never help anyone, unless it's a chick. That's just not you", Dante replied through his laughter. Vergil waited patiently for the younger of the twins to stop laughing. "You see brother, this is why we could never get along. You never learned the difference between a joke, and honest conversation." Vergil replied, his voice flowed seamlessly like black silk, "Now if you've stopped being such a child, I'll tell you again…I-want-to-help-you, and I should like my sword back…the kid to whom you gave it is not powerful enough, and it belongs to me." Vergil looked at Dante. Unblinkingly. His words were true. From looks alone Dante could tell Vergil was not lying. "Why would you want to help me?", Dante asked. "It's for…her sake", Vergil replied softly, blushing just slightly. "Oh! How could I forget Mr. I-Hate-Humans fell in love prior to his journey to hell!", Dante replied again falling into fits of laughter. "Please shut your mouth Dante, you looked stupid to begin with, and you should never talk about something you know nothing about, besides I'm trying to be civil", Vergil hissed. Dante thought about Vergil's offer, Verg usually doesn't offer help, but he didn't seem to be lying…I don't know something is different…did he really care for her that much?
Vergil's voice brought Dante back from his thoughts. "I know you've just saved the human world again, but you know as well as I other demons escaped through the hell gates. They were fake, yes, but still they worked. If I escaped there's no telling how many others did the same. You have the kid, but he's inexperienced. I could help you….you see, during my long stay in hell I learned something: no one other than a full-blooded demon can control the power. Not even I. Therefore if not even the sons of Sparda could control it; no one will". well that explains it…greed, Dante thought, he just wants to ensure himself no one will take our power. "Fine, Dante said, However I warn you Verg if you try to screw me over I WILL send you back to hell, and I'll send your pretty little girlfriend with you." "Agreed", Vergil replied his face expressionless.