The baby was born. It'd been a year and a half since Dante was called to Mallet Island. He
had a new son. The baby boy was delivered by a doctor Dante did a 'favor' for so his could
conceal his son's race. Dante hoped his son would only be quarter demon, believing Trish
was human now. She wasn't. Dante was wrong.
Whilst in labor, something happened. Trish gave a shock to all the metal around her chair
with her yellow-colored energy. Dane was stunned. He hoped for a normal like, the he then
wasn't going to be possible. But there was hope.
The power Dante possessed was 'triggered' by items; Alastor, Ifrit, Sparda. But... Trish.
Her powers were 'natural,' if you could say that. She had them inside her, they weren't in
items. And mixed with the powers Dante had? Both parents were worried.
"Dante, there are some problems. The hospital is demanding to know why the equiptment
shorted out. He's thoroughly pissed," the doctor said.
"He?" Dante had no idea who the doctor was speaking of.
"The government owner of the hospital. It's no big deal, really."
"What about my son?"
"He's very demon. You'll have to figure out a way to make him look..." The doctor stopped in
his sentence for fear he may insult Dante.
"...Normal?"
The doctor sighed. "Yeah. I'm sorry."
"It's alright. I'm going to go talk to Trish."
The doctor nodded as Dante walked into Trish's hospital room.
"Trish, babe, we need to talk," he said as he sat down on the love seat.
"Would you like to hold the baby?"
Dante smiled as he reached out an the baby was placed into his arms. His son had red eyes
and a few silver hairs on his head. He had small hrons and sharp nails. He was a baby, small
and cute. He didn't cry, just stared.
"How are you still demon, Trish?" Dante asked.
"I was turned into what you now see from a horned Echidna demoness. I can turn back into
that form at will. I never tried, since you said tears are only a gift humans have. I'm
sorry Dante."
Dante kept his eyes on his son. "He's still my son... my baby son. His appearance doesn't
concern me. But..."
"but what, Dante?"
He chuckled as he looked at Trish. "What will we name him?"
Trish smiled and gave a laugh. "Ever studied world history?"
"Mmhmm. Who're you thinking of?"
"Alexander the Great."
"I love it."
* * * * *
A creature having a serpentine tail and the upper body of a beautiful maiden slithered
through a dark cave to a cave where another, more larger creature of similar appearance
was situated. "My king, have you heard the news?"
"Of what, slave?"
"A former member of our clan has bore the grandson of Sparda, sir!"
The King was in awe. He did not think highly of any member of the clan he ruled over, but
for someone who was once a member of it to bear the child of the great Sparda?! "I want that
child! Who was the mother of the child?"
"The woman now known as Trish."
"My daughter?!"
The maiden creature nodded her head. She knew her king's feelings. She knew it was his
daughter Mundus selected to entice the son of Sparda. But for her to go on and have his
child! She said nothing as the King raged.
"Leave!" the King yelled at the female.
As the young female left the cavern, another taller female stood outside it. "Young one!"
"Yes, m'Queen?"
"Go to the Echidnean library and look for any cloning and aging spells for me. Do not let
the king know of what you are doing."
"Yes, m'Queen."
had a new son. The baby boy was delivered by a doctor Dante did a 'favor' for so his could
conceal his son's race. Dante hoped his son would only be quarter demon, believing Trish
was human now. She wasn't. Dante was wrong.
Whilst in labor, something happened. Trish gave a shock to all the metal around her chair
with her yellow-colored energy. Dane was stunned. He hoped for a normal like, the he then
wasn't going to be possible. But there was hope.
The power Dante possessed was 'triggered' by items; Alastor, Ifrit, Sparda. But... Trish.
Her powers were 'natural,' if you could say that. She had them inside her, they weren't in
items. And mixed with the powers Dante had? Both parents were worried.
"Dante, there are some problems. The hospital is demanding to know why the equiptment
shorted out. He's thoroughly pissed," the doctor said.
"He?" Dante had no idea who the doctor was speaking of.
"The government owner of the hospital. It's no big deal, really."
"What about my son?"
"He's very demon. You'll have to figure out a way to make him look..." The doctor stopped in
his sentence for fear he may insult Dante.
"...Normal?"
The doctor sighed. "Yeah. I'm sorry."
"It's alright. I'm going to go talk to Trish."
The doctor nodded as Dante walked into Trish's hospital room.
"Trish, babe, we need to talk," he said as he sat down on the love seat.
"Would you like to hold the baby?"
Dante smiled as he reached out an the baby was placed into his arms. His son had red eyes
and a few silver hairs on his head. He had small hrons and sharp nails. He was a baby, small
and cute. He didn't cry, just stared.
"How are you still demon, Trish?" Dante asked.
"I was turned into what you now see from a horned Echidna demoness. I can turn back into
that form at will. I never tried, since you said tears are only a gift humans have. I'm
sorry Dante."
Dante kept his eyes on his son. "He's still my son... my baby son. His appearance doesn't
concern me. But..."
"but what, Dante?"
He chuckled as he looked at Trish. "What will we name him?"
Trish smiled and gave a laugh. "Ever studied world history?"
"Mmhmm. Who're you thinking of?"
"Alexander the Great."
"I love it."
* * * * *
A creature having a serpentine tail and the upper body of a beautiful maiden slithered
through a dark cave to a cave where another, more larger creature of similar appearance
was situated. "My king, have you heard the news?"
"Of what, slave?"
"A former member of our clan has bore the grandson of Sparda, sir!"
The King was in awe. He did not think highly of any member of the clan he ruled over, but
for someone who was once a member of it to bear the child of the great Sparda?! "I want that
child! Who was the mother of the child?"
"The woman now known as Trish."
"My daughter?!"
The maiden creature nodded her head. She knew her king's feelings. She knew it was his
daughter Mundus selected to entice the son of Sparda. But for her to go on and have his
child! She said nothing as the King raged.
"Leave!" the King yelled at the female.
As the young female left the cavern, another taller female stood outside it. "Young one!"
"Yes, m'Queen?"
"Go to the Echidnean library and look for any cloning and aging spells for me. Do not let
the king know of what you are doing."
"Yes, m'Queen."