Chapter One: Dante's Unforgivable Act
Vergil wondered, yet again, why Dante wanted to meet him in the ruined church, where they had fought long ago…
Vergil looked over at his brother, Dante, once again concerned with his brother's mental health. Yet again, he wondered how this person could be his brother, and what had gone wrong? Maybe it was that first knock to the head…and the others that had followed it…
Vergil brought his attention back to the matter at hand. He had to worry about how all the most recent traumatizing events were affecting his brother. The matter must be handled as delicately as possible.
"Dante…"Vergil began, tentatively, than thought better of it, "What are those things on you head?"
"What do you mean, Verge?"
That stupid nickname again. When had Dante started calling him that? Vergil certainly didn't go around calling Dante…Danny or…something…
That was to be dealt with later.
"Well…" What to say, Vergil wondered… "It looks like you ripped off some poor animals ears and put them on your head."
Delicacy never worked well with Dante.
"What? Oh, these?" Dante asked, pointing to his head.
The things flopped around, like they knew they were being talked about. In that moment they caused more alarm to Vergil than Dante was. Quite the feat.
"Yes, those…things…" They were ridiculous, really.
Only Dante would think of putting two long, white, furry things that resemble mammals' ears in shape on his head. Those oblong, half curled ears did not belong on any demon, or human, for that matter.
"What's wrong with the bunny ears?" Then Dante put on a smug look "I get it. You're jealous. They're an expensive, top of the line product."
Simply hearing the words coming out of Dante's mouth made it seem even worse than Vergil had first thought. He had no idea that Dante was this afflicted. And people paid money for those things?? They actually put those things on their heads?
Where did Dante get the money from?
"Dante, what are you thinking!? Using my money—!" Vergil practically exploded, but Dante was quick to interrupt.
"Calm down Vergil! These are special!"
They're not the only ones who are. Vergil decided to use the glare he reserved for morons such as Dante. Dante paused for a moment, uncomfortable, but being as thick headed as he was, ignored it.
"Honestly, they have a purpose." Dante continued, "Let me show you."
Then Dante grinned. "I promise you'll love it."
Before Vergil had a chance to object, Dante had swiftly taken the bunny ears off his head and placed them delicately on Vergil's head in one fluid movement. In the moment Vergil wasn't sure whether to be astounded at the amazing display of grace Dante had just shown, or to stab him in the head for the grave offence of messing up his perfectly spiked hair.
Vergil decided to take the most appropriate course of action. Before he could stab Dante in the head, Yamoto fell out of his grip. That was when Vergil realized he didn't have a human hand anymore.
Then he noticed what was happening to the rest of his body. His arms and legs were shortening, his digits morphed into paws, he sprouted fine white hair all over his body, and at the same time the ground rushed towards him. Vergil tried to yell at Dante but no sound came out. When the transformation stopped, Vergil was trapped under his coat. Never before had it seemed so big to him.
Something grabbed Vergil from behind, lifting him up through the air and free of the coat that had been trying to smother him.
But then again, maybe it wasn't as bad as being VERY close to Dante's grinning face.
Vergil decided there was nothing for it but to force his way out of it. He found that this new body had extremely strong legs, but they were next to useless while he was dangling in Dante's grip.
"See, Verg, what did I tell you? Isn't it great?"
Dante's grin seemed to get wider, nearly splitting his face in half. The idiot was enjoying this, and Vergil swore he would get revenge. He laced his hateful glare with every venomous thought he could.
"Aww, you look so cute!"
Without his glare, Vergil was at a loss as to what he should do.
And how much wider could Dante's grin possibly get!?