I absolutely DO NOT OWN anything with DMC/Devil May Cry/Capcom. This is purely for entertainment purposes...plus my friend drew me a picture so I had to post it. Enjoy! Also a big round of applause to my awesome friend who drew the picture! PLEASE SEE HER TUMBLR, it would make her so happy ^~^
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*there is a note at end to explain OC and reason why they are put in here.
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Man in Red
It has been nearly a week after the catastrophic events in Fortuna took place, but to Dante and the crew it was another typical demon hunting mission, and fortunately this specific one managed to remove all his debts with Lady. Dante was in his usual spot behind the desk lounging on his seat and reading one of his magazines, while Emilia was sitting on the edge of the same desk staring unamusingly at another one of Dante's magazines, both of them eating a slice of pizza. Although it has been nearly a week of helping save the world once again, Emilia had managed to regretfully forget various events that happened on the Island, even a specific hotheaded kid.
The door to Devil May Cry creaked open indicating that someone had arrived, but the two didn't glance from their magazines, signifying they knew who exactly came through the doors. The person who entered glanced briefly at the duo before walking towards the stairs. Emilia, not finding any interest of the magazine finally placed it on the desk and greeted the newcomer, because she knew that Dante would be too lazy to say anything.
"Hey Vergil. Finished your mission?" she glanced at Vergil, who stopped before the staircase
"Yes" was his simple and short reply.
After practically living with both half-demons all her life, Emilia knew their personalities as well as their response to her questions, although Dante would have her guessing most of the time. She could typically guess Vergil's response, but still hoped for a conversation with him.
"How was it?" Emilia looked hopeful for a longer and more elaborate discussion, and although she couldn't tell, Dante smirked knowingly behind his magazine.
"Uneventful" was Vergil simple reply again. He continued up the stairs to where his room was located and a soft clicking noise indicated that he arrived there.
That's when Dante started chuckling behind his magazine. Emilia looked crestfallen to another rejected conversation. Dante knew that before the Fortuna incident, Vergil went to an unknown mission that neither of them knew, plus an extra week passed after they all returned without seeing his brother.
"Don't worry babe, Verge is always like that remember?" Hearing the name Dante called nearly all the women in his life, Emilia became annoyed and explained her worry to him.
"It's been nearly three weeks since we last saw him. I'm just always worried about-" trailing off what she was about to say, her sadness growing and the guilt from the past starting to weigh her down.
"Losing him again? Yea me to, but we know better. Plus I can always beat him back in place." Dante started laughing, and soon afterwards Emilia joined him, her depressing mood disappearing.
"Just wait until he finds out about our last mission" Dante's laugh soon died out and Emilia just turned to face him, her expression showing confusion.
Dante lowered his magazine, sensing Emilia staring at him continuously.
"Don't tell me you already forgot babe. Remember the Island or Kid? Hell I even made a grand entrance!" Emilia widened her eyes enormously and suddenly remembered everything that happened nearly a week ago. Dante stared at Emilia incredulously for a moment before returning to his magazine.
"For a person who controls memories, yours are the worst!" Dante accusingly stated while grumbling incoherent sentences.
Emilia forgot everything surrounding her; she didn't even hear the offending statement. Her mind traveled back to recount everything that took place at Fortuna a week ago.
~~~~~~flashback~~~~~~
A young white haired man with a blue trench coat and a red-hooded vest was seen running through an empty street, his right arm in a sling cast. Suddenly he slowed to a stop; more than a dozen scarecrows were standing in his path. In order for the young man to move towards his destination, he had to eliminate everything in front of him. He prepared himself, and rushed towards the horde of scarecrows that jumped towards him. Kicking a random scarecrow in the middle, a pathway was formed, while he delivered a left hook towards the nearest demon which caused another opening. A scarecrow tried to swing its arm blade behind the white haired man, but he managed to grab the blade and pull it towards the demons that were in front of him, while keeping the blade. He sliced a few scarecrows that were surrounding him, which could be seen by his shadow with the blade to his side. Running to gain momentum, the young man ran on the wall then jumped on the heads or bodies of a few scarecrows to deliver a deadly blow and eliminate more. He jumped in the air to cut down more demons, and then twisted his body in a circular motion to kick various scarecrows while in midair.
From afar, numerous scarecrow demons were eliminated and the street was beginning to become clear while the white haired man killed off the last demon. He looked back towards his original destination; breathing heavily the young man started to run once again. Although deeply exhausted, the man managed to sneak within the Oprah House and chose a seat within the podium that was directly under a light. He tried to control his breathing while smirking and looking towards the songstress that smiled happily at him.
"2,000 years ago, the Dark Knight Sparda turned against his demon brethren, and took up his sword for the sake of mankind. Though, despite his brave efforts in our names…" the Vicar of Sparda spoke wisely towards the mass of people
The young white haired man impatiently sat in his seat, obviously waiting anxiously for someone to sit in the empty spot next to him. Although on the other side of the young man another person stared at him, returning the gaze unkindly. Suddenly, a woman in a long gold and white dress walked next to the podium, and at the same time the white haired male looked away and covered one of his ears with his headphones, that was blasting loud music. The songstress looked at the man briefly, before glancing towards the spot next to him, noticing a beautifully small blue gift in its place. She gently grabbed the gift before looking towards the man happily, and taking her seat beside him.
"..let us pray." The Vicar of Sparda raised his hands towards the mass of people, before bringing his hands back together and bowing his head towards them, the mass of people joining in his lead, except for a single person, whose patience finally ran out and stood up.
"Nero… What's wrong?" the young woman looked up towards the white haired man, Nero.
"I'm outta here" Nero glanced at her
"But it's not over yet"
"All this preaching's putting me to sleep." He finally stated and started to leave the podium, the young woman right behind him.
Suddenly his arm within the cast started to glow a faint blue color and he sharply turned towards the ceiling. Glass shattered while an unknown man in a long red trench coat with equally white hair landed directly in front of the Vicar. Quickly pulling out his gun, the unknown man fired a single shot directly between the other's eyes, a deafening noise spreading throughout the vicinity. Everyone that was praying looked towards the deafening noise as the killer rose from his position and turned towards the citizens of Fortuna with blood splattered on his face. Screams of terror resounded throughout the cathedral while the citizens of Fortuna quickly tried to escape the man in red that killed the Vicar of Sparda.
"Your Holiness!" The general of the Holy Knights screamed towards the direction of the once living elderly man, removing his sword, which his fellow affiliates followed suit. As everyone was trying to make their escape, Nero stared at the man in red who defeated the royal guards as if they were nothing. Suddenly, Nero grabbed the young woman's hand quickly to find an exit while the man in red was distracted, but unfortunately she dropped the blue gift.
As the entire area was in chaos, the General of the Holy knights looked at the corpse of His Holiness unable to comprehend his death. Finally the man in red eliminated the royal guards and tossed them in various directions, then gave his attention to the general who was currently holding the body of His Holiness.
"Credo!" The young woman screamed the general's name, and started to rush towards him
"Kyrie" Nero yelled at the young woman who escaped his grasp
The man in red walked towards Credo, until a guard tried to sneak attack him from behind, in which the man in red turned around and killed the guard, which caused him to fall on Kyrie knocking her down.
Kyrie looked fearfully at the man in red, trembling. Knowing that Kyrie was in danger, Nero rushed towards the man in red and face planted him with a dropkick. Landing on the ground, he shot from his double barreled Blue Rose Revolver towards the man, which blocked it with his sword but caused him to be pushed further back towards the enormous statue of Sparda.
Nero leapt in the air, and kicked the sword from the man inside the statue, while they both landed on each arm of Sparda: the man in red pointing two guns towards Nero, while he only pointed his Blue Rose towards his opponent.
"Nero!" Kyrie said worriedly, and pushed herself from the ground
"Kyrie! Go with your brother and get outta here!" Nero directed to Kyrie
"I will go and get help! You stall him until then!" Credo commanded at Nero, and grabbed a crying Kyrie to escape
"I won't hold my breath." Nero replied, while shaking his head to remove the headphones, and pulling the trigger.
The man in red jumped in the air to avoid the bullets, while Nero likewise leapt in the air but performed a front flip to spread his legs wide and grab a hold of the man. As the man in red fired from each gun, Nero dodged the bullets and successfully managed to grab one pistol with his mouth while maneuvering his legs to kick the man away from himself, but at the same time grabbing the other's leg to spin him towards the statue of Sparda, although he managed to land gracefully nevertheless. The man in red looked amusingly at Nero who rushed at him midair and tried to strike him, but instead managed to break the man's sword free out of the statue, while he dodged the attack at the same time.
Noticing his sword free, the man in red managed to grab it and swipe towards Nero, who successfully dodged the attack with Blue Rose. The impact was powerful enough to knock Nero from his stance on top of Sparda's statue to which he painfully fell between the space of the statue's sword and body, but luckily managed to stop his descent by planting his foot on the sword. Quickly after stopping midway towards the ground, Nero pointed Blue Rose at the man in red and fired, to which the other successfully dodged once again, by jumping on the hilt of the sword.
With as much strength as possible, Nero pushed the Sword of Sparda's statue away from himself, causing it to break away from the rest of the monument. The man in red stayed at the tip of the statue's hilt calmly, while Nero ran along the length of the sword to reach him once more. As Nero quickly caught up to him, he fired from Blue Rose again but he avoided the bullets, therefore swiped his Revolver at the man to which he also dodged. They both kicked from their current falling position and landed on the ground from each other; similar to when they first started. Nero pointed his gun directly at the man in red, while he turned calmly to face Nero, holding his sword on his shoulder.
"You got a jacked up notion of fair play pal. And it's beginning to piss me off." Nero stated angrily towards him. Facing each other once again, and ready to continue their fight.
~~~end flashback~~~
Once the memory returned to Emilia she mentally wanted to slap herself for forgetting!
"Who could forget that entrance Dante did, or that hotheaded Kid that kept the Yamato…the Yamato!…" Emilia's mind was suddenly in turmoil once she remembered about the Yamato. Everybody knew of its present location, except for its previous owner, who was currently walking down the stairs towards his normal spot on the couch, with a book in his hand. She stared at him throughout the entirety he was in her line of vision.
As Vergil took his seat on the couch and opened one of his various books in his collection, Emilia didn't once stop staring at him, her mind in chaos about the fact of which he didn't know. She had wanted to tell him of their mission, among other things, but her memory was so terrible she completely forgot about it!
Sensing someone was constantly watching him, Vergil glanced from his book and noticed Emilia staring with a solemn and slightly shocked expression, although once she caught her stare, she quickly turned away from him and faced his brother. Vergil didn't understand what she could possibly be staring at, but it probably had something to do with his memory. He knew of the deep guilt that burdened her every day from his past actions, and although she didn't talk much about it with him or Dante, he understood the heavy burden that he placed on them both. If Vergil ever wanted to explain any of his fragmented memory, he knew he could talk to either of them, although it would most likely be his brother, because he didn't exactly give an explanation when falling in the Underworld at Temen-ni-gru. Vergil didn't dwell too much on the past, since he knew from the time of falling at Temen-ni-gru to the point of being saved by Dante on Mallet Island, his memory was completely obscured by a specific person who cared too deeply for him and his brother, and was currently acting strange. He put her unusual behavior as one of her past remembrance.
As Emilia was caught staring at Vergil, she quickly turned away to stare at Dante instead, but this time with a heated glare, hoping to burn holes in his face. She was silently furious at him for the whole situation that happened at Fortuna.
Dante feeling something similar to killer intent directed at him, glanced slowly up to meet the angry glare of Emilia. He didn't understand what just happened, and slowly raised the magazine higher above his face to cover her menacing look directed at him. Suddenly the phone began to ring, and with one quick motion of his legs, he hit the desk with enough force to pick up the phone without taking his eyes off the magazine. With one hand outstretched to naturally grab the phone he finally lowered his magazine to notice Emilia wasn't looking at him with an angered expression anymore, but instead with a shocked one, her hand barely an inch from the phone seemingly wanting to get it before he did.
Once the phone to the shop ringed indicating that there was a job, Emilia was desperate to pick up the phone first before Dante could; she couldn't survive with the knowledge of what she knew and Vergil being in the same room with her. But once he hit the desk it was all over and the phone flew out of its position and landed in Dante's hand before she could even touch it! Emilia quickly looked at Dante while he answered the phone with the regular sentence pleading with her eyes once he finally looked at her. He stared at her for a moment, but was completely oblivious to what she was trying to signal towards him! Once Dante finished with the call, she looked hopeful at him to take her along, but once more it seemed he was ignorant of her desperate actions. He stood up from the desk and started walking towards the door, before suddenly turning around to wink and then ruffle her hair messily, to which she knocked his hand away and pouted annoyingly at him.
As Dante grabbed his guitar case packed with Rebellion he left on a simple mission, leaving Emilia and Vergil alone, and unaware of the chaos that was once again in her mind. She glanced briefly at Vergil, who was still reading one of his books and wanted to approach the subject about Fortuna, but was having trouble with what specifically to talk about, until she remembered a specific hotheaded kid again.
~~~flashback~~~
Dante and Emilia were with each other traveling through the island, she usually was his partner through major missions, although she managed to somehow miss the main demons that gave up their Devil Arms.
Against all odds, they managed to pass the worst cold weather of Lamina Peak, fighting a couple of demons as well as Bianco Angelos, which caused Emilia to look at their dismembered armored curiously, sensing something vaguely familiar with them.
Following in Dante's lead, they escaped the winter hell and suddenly entered a tropical and warm environment, but there was someone already there. Emilia was prepared to kill the unknown man until remembering that he was the same person, which Dante completely ignored her, and broke through the ceiling to kill Sanctus.
"A forest?" Nero questioningly stated while looking over the cliff, before hearing a noise behind him.
"What the hell is this?!" Dante looked around irritatingly and passed Nero towards the ledge, while Emilia slowly followed behind him eyeing the young stranger the entire time. Nero pulled Blue Rose to point at Dante, glancing at Emilia very briefly.
"Huh? Must be the effect of the gate" Dante turned to face Nero
She didn't notice at first glance, but when taking his entire appearance again, a lightbulb seemed to flicker on the top of her head.
"White hair, blue eyes…? But what's up with that hand?" she strangely eyed Nero and then glanced at Dante, then did a double take between the two, and that's when the lightbulb above her head seemed to light up with realization. Emilia wasn't too sure what she was currently doing as Dante stared out at the horizon briefly, but she quickly spread her energy towards Dante and at the same time towards Nero to compare their demonic energies. What she found was some similarities but not a complete one, more like a distant relative, but at the same time she definitely found something only a certain someone would only possess: the hunger for more power. Before Emilia could get any more information from his small piece of demonic heritage, Dante spoke up again.
"Sorry Kid this is going to have to wait." jumping backwards over the cliff, but not without suddenly grabbing the collar of Emilia's fur lined coat and bringing her down with him, albeit unwillingly. The last thing that either Dante or Emilia saw was Nero pointing his gun at them, but mostly in Dante's general direction.
Before landing, Emilia knew without a doubt that the 'Kid' was related to Sparda's bloodline, and she would find out how no matter what.
~~~flashback end~~~
That initially was the plan after the Fortuna incident, but Vergil not being there for another week after having returned, she completely forgotten about the entire idea. Once Dante left, her mood became very nervous.
Vergil noticed Dante exiting the shop and glanced from his reading briefly to see his brother, but sensed a specific someone that was in the same room started to become strangely anxious. After some time passed, Vergil silently gave a sigh and risked a question at her.
"Something seems to be troubling you." He emotionlessly said without looking away from his book.
After what seemed an eternity, Emilia moved away from the desk to walk towards the couch that Vergil was sitting on. She took a seat near him, but not very close. Vergil glanced at her sitting nearby him, but continued reading his book. He knew that she was in deep thought, most likely how to form her question, but after a few uncertain tries of opening and closing her mouth, she finally managed to form a solid question.
"Do you remember anything from the past… before everything happened?" Emilia hesitantly asked with a sad look on her face
He knew exactly what she was trying to imply. After a moment, Vergil finally closed his book and contemplated about her answer, he knew she did something with his memory; therefore he was only able to have glimpses of the past. He also knew that she would be able to tell if he wasn't revealing the whole truth, so he explained what he could remember before raising Temen-ni-gru. Vergil placed his hand to his chin in a knowledgeable gesture, beginning his explanation without looking at her.
"Before seeking power of my father, I searched for information about Sparda, although there was not much to find. Except for a specific location..." As he said the last part, Emilia unknowingly held her breath and leaned a little closer towards Vergil to hear the rest of his answer. "Although I cannot recall the specific location. But discovering nothing of use, I soon departed from the area."
Vergil didn't notice the incredulous look on Emilia's face, until she started coughing suddenly and quickly turned away before he could glance at her. He sensed her anxiety higher than before.
"What does this question have to do with my fragmented memory? As well as your-" his sentence was cut short once someone came through the front door of the shop.
When Emilia noticed Dante returned back from the quick mission, she heavily exhaled the breath she held, to which Vergil took note of. Noticing that Dante was heading for the stairs after placing his guitar case near the entrance, Emilia took the opportunity and quickly risen from her position on the couch.
"Thank you Vergil, I just wanted to know." Without hearing what Vergil was going to ask, she quickly left towards the stairs, where Dante was almost near his room.
Before Dante could enter his room, Emilia pushed him in and quickly closed the door behind her, giving him an accusing look. He looked at her questioningly.
"What's up babe, finally ready for me?" a smirk playing on his face.
Emilia slowly shook her head and started to rub her temples before explaining what she told Vergil moments ago.
"…I didn't tell him what happened in Fortuna though. Remember that Kid? We know he's related to your dad, but not exactly…" When Dante started changing in front of her, she gave him an idiotic look and turned away. "As I was saying, he isn't exactly related to you, so he can't be your long lost brother or cousin… so he must be related directly to you, like an offspring" once she didn't hear anymore shuffling of clothing, she knew he was finished dressing, and turned to face him, although he was shirtless and only wearing a pair of black pants. He wasn't looking at her and she finally noticed that Dante was completely ignoring her instead!
"Dante! Did you even hear what I said?" Finally he turned to face her with an uncaring expression.
"Babe, if I had a kid of my own, I think you would have been the first one to know. You've been with me most of the time. Hell, we lived with each other before even buying this shop!"
"But don't you want to find out?" her voice a little above a whisper.
"It doesn't matter how the Kid is related to my old man, and I don't care enough to find out."
Emilia stared at him with an astonished look, completely believing that he would be on her side about the issue. Although when they left Fortuna, he expressed the same feelings about the situation.
"Are you going to at least tell Vergil about the Yamato? He at least deserves to know." That's when Dante looked sharply at her with a firm expression, but there was another smirk playing on his face again.
"What he doesn't know won't kill him" and then walked past her stupidly shocked face and out of the room, but not before ruffling her hair messily again. Soon afterwards she left the room frustratingly.
What neither Dante or Emilia knew was that while she said 'Yamato', Vergil was currently on his way towards his room and heard her. He immediately wanted to get more information from her, but he didn't know what the conversation was about so wasn't going to jump to conclusions. It wasn't until Dante said the statement, which caused Vergil to become heavily suspicious. He then remembered Emilia's strange behavior before, and therefore resolved to obtain the information he needed.
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First chapter done! I finally gathered the courage to post it! So I know a lot of people are not really fond of OCs in general, but hear me out! I tried REALLY hard to think of a character that would be able to actually investigate Sparda's lineage and out of everyone, no one seemed to fit detective. Trish would not want to do it, Lady would want money in exchange, Vergil as hell would probably do it but for the Yamato...Plus Dante seems way to lazy to do anything, but is actually fairly a smart man. Lucia doesn't appear until later on, I have no idea how old Patty is and I would put Kat from DMC but yea. As a last note I wanted a character that resembled Dante and Vergil's mom from DMC with an easy-ish name. At first I wanted her name Beatrice from Dante Inferno, because of the games background, but I absolutely did not want romance in here for the OC, so I went with that. Welp, I hope you all enjoyed, even just taking a peek and reading this last sentence, I'm so happy TTuTT Review and give me any tips if you believe I did something wrong, I accept critique! Thanks again! Have an awesome day!