Author's Note:
Scene 3
This was a draft that needed some serious rewriting to make the dialogue flow better. In the original fic, Sparda aka The Wimp played a very important but very small role in the fic (he was captured along with Eva by Mundus), thus everyone had very fully believed Dante was Enji's father. Everyone except for Dante, of course. He was convinced Enji was Vergil's kid.

My original plot was to have Vergil and Dante separated for as long as possible, until Vergil comes to Dante for help when Eva and Sparda are taken by Mundus, and then with their power combined, along with Nero and Enji's, they whip some butt. That's the major spoiler for the original. Obviously, this has changed, since the last chapter I updated in Futile Second Chance was not planned at all, was not supposed to go down that way at all (Vergil was only supposed to come into the friggin fic in chapter 20 something), and basically killed my carefully laid out plans. That's what happens when you allow the characters to reign free range. *Damn Dante*

Reason this scene was cut: It no longer fits with the plot. Because I've got an even better plot to follow now :) And I didn't get Dante OR Enji's characters right, so this chapter was total fail for me.


"I need to talk to you," Enji said when the door closed behind Emily.

"Oh no, here we go," Dante taunted. "Listen Enji..."

"No, you listen. Can you wipe that smirk off your face and be serious for a change?"

"Oh. I take it this isn't anything to do with girls."

"Like you could tell me anything I don't already know," Enji snorted. "I want you to tell me about my mom."

"Tch, damn, Enji. I don't know who she is."

"It's just... I have this memory from when I was a kid," Enji frowned. "And... Trish and I were at the carnival. And she bought me candy floss and...I don't know. Just the way she looked at me and talked to me was... like she was my mom."

"You went to the carnival without me? When was this?"

"Before I started school. And you were there. Trish snuck me away."

"You mean when I lost you that one time?" Dante frowned. "Trish was in Fortuna, wasn't she? She didn't come with us."

"Well, she was there. I even went on the bumper cars with her, and before she pointed me to you, she held onto me and told me she loved me."

"Touching." Dante said.

"She hasn't given me the same vibes since, but I always wondered what my real mom is like."

"Look Enji..."

"Just point me in the right direction. You don't have to face her yourself, but I have a right to know her!"

"Sure you do, but I'm not your dad..."

"Oh, you're not?" Enji fumed. "Or are you only when it suits you?"

"Hey now look here, Enji, I pay out of my ass to take care of you..."

"If I'm such a damn burden, why don't you just kick me out then? I'm not your kid ,so why should you give a shit?"

Dante bristled. "You're playing with fire, kid."

"What? Is that supposed to scare me off? I deserve to know the truth, damn it!"

"You want the truth, kid? Your father was consumed by his greed for ultimate power. He stepped over anyone that got in his way – he even ran me through with a sword when I tried to stop him."

Enji quietened down.

Dante carried on. "He ended up becoming the bitch of the dumbass that killed our mother and father. And then I killed him. He never had a high opinion on mortals, so chances are he used your mother as a sacrifice on his venture to gain more power."

"That's what you know?" Enji asked quietly.

"That's what I believe," Dante shot back.

Sat silently, thinking it over. "That's some sick shit, isn't it?" Enji muttered.

"Don't I know it," Dante said.