Pitch Devil
This suddenly popped out of my head after few days watching the Pitch Perfect movie, so you can see the resemblance from the movie.
Disclaimer: I don't own, Devil May Cry, Capcom, or even Pitch Perfect. (That includes every songs I will use for this)
Warning: This is just my crazy idea and imagination, people. Oh, and no flames, please. For those who love Devil May Cry and Pitch Perfect who'll get offended by this, I'm so sorry. This is just for fun. It's a bit OOC, but, have fun reading at your own risk.
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Nero placed his laptop in its bag after remixing some songs, zipped it, and placed his headphones on his ears after he had plugged it in. He stood up and placed his laptop bag on the top of his other bags in the taxi. The taxi driver closed the back hood and went to the driver's seat. The driver had no problems arranging the placements of his things since they're only few. Nero went to the passenger seat and listened to his remix, something that will keep him company while waiting to arrive to the Sparden University, a school where his foster father, Credo had enrolled him. The man is a literature teacher on the school, seeing it as an opportunity to change his mind and think of another path in life. However, that made Nero mad at the old man, but, since he had taken care of him since he's still a child and Nero has big respect to the man, he entered the school.
He had arrived to the university. Nero got out of the taxi and wore his blue jacket's hood as he placed the earphones on his neck and raised the sleeves up to his elbows, showing his right arm's tattoo. The taxi driver opened the back hood and was about to get his laptop when he stopped it.
"I can take care of this, thanks." He said. The driver proceeded to place the other bags at the push cart after he carried his laptop bag. Someone from the school walked towards Nero, with a short, blonde hair, wearing a red t-shirt with the school's symbol stitched perfectly that matches the khaki pants.
"Hi there! Welcome to Sparden University. What dorm?" The girl asked. Nero was annoyed at how high its voice is, but, he tried not to mind it. He then thought of the dorm Credo told him.
"Baker hall, I think." He answered.
"Okay," The girl turned around. "First, you got to go left, and then walk straight until you passed by…."
Nero listened to the instructions of the girl even though his ears are going to bleed because of how high pitch it is. Nero looked around, seeing that a car passed by. It was a red Toyota Corolla van. The windows were slid down at the passenger's seat that he saw who's in there. Nero had a hypothesis that those are twins, but, can be easily recognize who is who because of their different hairstyles if he only knew who are they. Also, the other one seems to be laid-back and the other seems to be the serious type.
"… and here's your official 'SU rape whistle'." The girl was about to give it to him when there was a continuation. "Don't blow it unless it's actually happening."
Nero nodded and took the whistle even though it weird him out. He walked past the girl who seemed satisfied about her work and proceeded to his dorm.
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Dante placed his last bag on the push cart and smiled at his mother while still wearing the shades like his twin.
"Thanks, mom! You're a big help!" Dante told her. Eva smiled at her son. Vergil just made a small smile at her mother.
"I know you two are sophomores, but, still, be careful down there, my boys." Eva told them. Vergil butted in the conversation.
"Don't worry, mom. We can perfectly take care of ourselves." Vergil assured. Even though that he and Dante were on different dorms, Vergil's sure that his twin brother is not too much of a reckless person.
"Dante, you should join some club here like Vergil. He looks like he's having fun at his college years. Better yet, join the club of Vergil." Eva said. Dante let out a sound as if he heard something funny and annoying.
"You want me to join the group of singing choir, mom?" He teasingly asked.
"It's acapella we're doing, dumbass." Vergil hissed. Eva shook his head.
"I better go; your father's waiting for me. Today's his flight going to L.A. I have to be at the airport." Eva squeezed Dante's left cheek. "Have a great year, honey."
Their mother drove off. Vergil punched Dante's stomach that made the other one groaned in pain. He started rubbing his stomach.
"What?" Dante asked. Vergil gave him a stern look.
"That will be the last time you're going to make fun of the 'Devil's chorus'." Vergil warned and pushed his cart inside the school. Dante followed, shaking his head.
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Nero opened the door and saw his roommate. He walked towards his bed and dropped his laptop bag there. His roommate just gave him a stare. He has wavy, short black hair with green highlights and dark brown eyes that seems to stare at him for eternity.
"You must be Nelo Angelo, I'm Nero." He introduced, trying to be nice and all, but his roommate didn't moved an inch and just stared at him.
"You're half-Korean, right?" He asked. He had once heard to Credo his roommate is a half-Korean. Angelo didn't answer him.
"You know English?" He asked. Finally, he gave up. "Just tell me where you're at with English."
Nero started unpacking and putting his things in place, leaving Angelo in his business.
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When Dante stepped inside the room, he was awestruck on what he saw.
"You must be Dante Sparda. I'm Mattie." The boy said. His whole corner is full of Bayonetta and Nocturne wallpaper and figurines.
"You must be kidding." He said. Dante dropped his bags on his bed and looked on his surroundings.
"I-If you say so. I can take them down, if you don't like this." Mattie assured. Dante shook his head.
"I'm just a bit surprise, but I can live with this." His eyes were glued on a full-body poster of Bayonetta. "Especially if I can see that kind of girl every time I wake up."
"I know what you feel." Mattie agreed, joining Dante staring at Bayonetta's poster.
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Nero placed everything in order on his table just the way he likes it; the keyboard piano with synthesizer, interfaces, and the monitor. He's fixing his remix when Credo walked in the room.
"Nero, nice to see you here at the Sparden University." The old man greeted. Nero just gave a side smile and continued on his work.
"So, how did you got in here?" Credo asked.
"I took a cab to take me here." Nero answered while his eyes are still on his work. Credo sat down on Nero's bed and looked at Angelo.
"You must be Angelo, I assume." Credo asked. Angelo didn't answer. Credo sighed and looked at Nero.
"So, I assume that you still don't want to go to college?" Credo asked. Nero nodded.
"Uh-huh. You got it right." Nero answered.
"Nero, this is college. You're going to waste it just to be … DJ? It's just a hobby, Nero." Credo argued. However, Nero rolled his eyes, hearing this argument all over and over again.
"Credo, I've told you before, I want to be a music producer." Nero argued for the nth time. He knows this argument is getting nowhere, and so long ago, Nero's so tired of it.
"I'm going to the activity fair." Angelo suddenly said. He stood up and walked towards the door. Nero found this as a perfect chance to avoid arguing with the other one.
"I'm going to the fair. I'm going to accompany Angelo." He waved goodbye to the man who had his brows furrowed.
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Nero walked around the school's garden, where the school's activity fair happens. He saw different clubs like Swimming Club, Literature Club, Basketball Club and many more that doesn't appease him. He saw Angelo at an association for the Korean people, he's smiling. Nero's eyes narrowed.
So that bastard knows how to smile, huh?
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"I'll stop at nothing to take those… ding-dongs down." Kyrie muttered as she saw how the Devil's Chorus is inviting people to audition for them at the Sparden Symphonies' post. The boys are singing 'Glad you came' by The Wanted the acapella version and sung by Revy, one of the most asshole guys Kyrie had ever met. In her opinion, all of the people in Devil's Chorus are assholes.
"Now, now, Kyrie. Just calm down, we're going to find girls and a boy fitted for this." Gloria assured, the redhead just smiled. They're both in their senior's years and it's really frustrating, especially an incident happened when they performed for the Acapella Nationals 4 months ago, but, they're not the one who's at fault. Somehow, they made up their mind to clear their group's name.
"Hey, would you like to audition for the Symphonies?" Gloria showed a clipboard to the girl. "We have openings."
"Sorry, but, not interested." That's all that the girl said as it walked off. Kyrie's starting to get worried, but tried to shrug it off. A group of girls started walking at their direction. Kyrie saw this as a chance.
"Would you like to-" The girls just passed them by that made her annoyed. Gloria is beside her, holding the clipboard.
"Just…" She placed the flyer on the top of the clipboard a bit rudely. "Just keep inviting. We'll get there."
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"Come on, Dante." Mattie said. "There's only one club worth joining in this campus."
They stopped by at the front of the Devil's Chorus. Dante isn't really knowledgeable about Vergil's club, so he might as well know the difference of a sissy choir and an acapella group. From that moment, he never felt so wrong on his whole life. Vergil's club is awesome.
"How's your voice?" Mattie asked. Dante sung along some lines from the song. Mattie was quite amazed.
"Nice!" He praised.
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"You know, let's just pick good singers, Kyrie." Gloria said. It was getting harder and harder with Kyrie being picky.
"Well, good singers, what?" There was a girl who walked towards their booth. Short, black hair and her eye colors don't match with each other. The two girls eyed each other, having a mind conversation.
"Can you sing?" Gloria asked. The girl seems confident enough.
"Yeah." She answered.
"Can you read music?"
"Yeah."
"Can you match pitch?"
"Try me."
Gloria started singing a low 'do'. Lady followed, next with the 'Mi', which Lady had followed in a great way, and the last is 'Sol'. Kyrie and Gloria nodded in agreement, they're okay with Lady.
"Would you like to audition for the Symphonies?" Kyrie asked.
"Yeah, why not?" She answered.
"What's your name?" Kyrie asked once more.
"Chromic Lady." Lady answered. Gloria and Kyrie gave her a bewildered look.
"You call yourself 'Chromic Lady'?" Kyrie asked.
"Yes, so that bitches with normal eye colors don't say it behind my back." Lady answered. Kyrie and Gloria paused for a moment.
"I will." Gloria gave her a flyer. "See you in auditions, Chromic Lady."
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"Okay, I'm going to try talking to them. It's just a normal day." Mattie chanted that Dante could hear. He was getting weird out on Mattie, but, the boy's nice enough. They walked towards the Devil's Chorus' post and Mattie's taking up his courage to talk.
"Hi." He managed to say. Revy eyed Mattie in a not-so-nice way.
"Hey." Revy answered. Vergil's quietly sitting on the brick and watching the scene. However, Mattie just stood there, frozen. It was when Dante decided to act.
"Sorry about my friend. He's really glad to see you in person. He had watched the Acapella Nationals 4 months ago and he was completely star struck now that he saw you in real." Dante covered up. He didn't watch it, but his mom did, so he knows that Vergil's group won the competition. Revy nodded.
"Come on, Mattie. Don't freeze." Dante whispered. However, Mattie opened his mouth and nothing's coming out that made the poor freshman left frustrated in its mind.
"You know what, you should just, go. My vocal chords are getting rusty right now." Revy said. Dante pulled the freshman away.
"What a loser-er." Revy almost yelled, talking about Mattie. The other members except Vergil laughed.
"You shouldn't have frozen up like that." Dante whispered while walking.
"Sorry, I really can't help it." Mattie answered.
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"What about him?" Gloria said as she spotted Nero, sleeves loosened, covering his tattoo.
"I don't know. He seems… different." Kyrie said. Nero stopped at their booth as he saw them with a flyer.
"Would you like to audition for the Sparden Symphonies?" Gloria asked. Nero read the flyer.
"Oh," Nero mumbled. "This is like the 'thing' these days."
"Oh, yes. We sing but we don't use any musical instruments. It's all from our mouth." Gloria explained. Nero made an uncomfortable smile.
"Yikes…" He muttered.
"There are three of us, acapella groups in campus. The Sparden Symphonies: that's us." Gloria started pointing out the acapella groups. "The Beau Melodies: They sing a lot of Madonna. And there's…" She didn't utter a word, let alone Nero read that tarpaulin about the last group.
"So, are you interested?" Kyrie asked. Nero half-heartedly smiled at her.
"Sorry, but, that sounds kind of lame." He answered that seems to hurt Kyrie's pride.
"Aca-scuse me?" Kyrie said. "Synchronized dancing to Mariah Carey's chart topping hits is not lame."
"We compete nationally." Gloria added, trying to cover up Kyrie's losing coolness.
"On purpose?" Nero asked in a soft tone.
"We're performing at the Capulet Art Center, you bitch." Kyrie said. Nero's eyebrows raised, his smile didn't fade.
"What Kyrie means to say is; we're talented group that the dream is to return for the Acapella Nationals at the Capulet Art Center." Gloria showed him the clipboard. "So, are you going to help us out?"
"Sorry, I don't even sing, but, it's nice meeting you, guys." That's all he said before he left. Kyrie had crumpled a flyer out of anger.
"What… are we going to do now?" She muttered.
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Author's Notes: So, there! I had putted up the warning at the summary and before the start of the story, so, no flames, guys!
I invented some names out of the weapons and these are it.
Revy - Rebellion
Mattie - Yamato
I know, sounds pretty lame, but, I like it.