Chapter 2: Temptation
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Devil May Cry or anything within this Fiction
(A/N)
To daniel 29: don't worry about Naruto's role for the moment cause I need to flesh out Vergil's story
To boomflakes: you get half a cookie lol! I'll let u figure out which one you were right in.
To ryne11: a bit of AU and yes to both on Vergil and Naruto.
Key:
Talking
Anger
(Thinking)
Anger/Demon Talking
(Anger/Demon Thinking)
Chapter 2: Temptation
(Location: Hallway)
Mifune was looking through the small window on the door, watching the small interaction between his two samurai. He had heard what they had said and done, and to see them so unnerved told him to proceed with even more caution with this "Vergil" character. To acknowledge the fact that there were other people at the other side of the mirror must mean that might be a sensor.
Mifune walks to the door that leads to the interrogation room, and looks through the small window. He see the young man still sitting down. He was about to open the door until Vergil had turned his head slightly towards the door and looks at the small window. (Ok he is definitely a sensor.) Mifune thought.
(Location: Interrogation Room)
Vergil had seen the door open to reveal the aged samurai Mifune walk in to sit at the empty seat across from him. Smirking at the Old man, he sees his right eye twitch a little, unnerving him.
(Now I see why Dante likes to bother people.) thought Vergil with understanding. "So…What is it that intrigued you enough to question me yourself….Mifune-sama?" Vergil said mockingly at the end.
Mifune, hardening his eyes to an even glare asked, "All I want to know is where you plan to go if you were released?" Seeing Vergil's hand twitch involuntarily gave him more information than before. Quickly responding, he said "If you don't know for the moment, maybe you could take residency here until you are ready to leave." (And maybe keep an eye on him more for the time being.) he though at the end.
Vergil knew that Mifune wanted to keep watch on him, but maybe staying in this "Iron Country" would allow him to get his bearings on obvious unfamiliar territory. But even he knew that Mifune knows something. Question was, what?
"What's in it for you?" Vergil said in slight suspicion.
"With the little bit of information we were able to gather, I know that you carry no distinct symbols or marks that affiliate you to any other village…" Mifune trailed off. "Obviously you have no form of weaponry on your person, meaning no shuriken or kunai so you are not a Shinobi." He said.
Vergil narrowed his eyes in surprise. (Shinobi?) he thought.
Before he could continue, his train of thought was interrupted by Mifune speaking"…You also mentioned in passing about using a sword. Now that has in fact piqued my interest, but for now my duty to my people outweighs my curiosity of your skill. For now, it is irrelevant, for I feel no ill will from you that would do any harm to my people. So I shall give you a choice."
Vergil sat quietly listening to the Old man. He did feel a little irked having his skills questioned by him but had let it go due to the supposed choices the old man would give.
Mifune continued "You can either stay within Iron Country, where we will have you monitored for the next six months on a probationary period. You would be able to fix your clothing," Mifune points at Vergil's tattered clothes "have a place to stay, have an income that would be provided for essentials, and if deemed trustworthy can have your own blade for protection and might be able to do jobs on your own." Mifune paused to let it sink in.
Vergil figured he would start with the obvious "join us" approach and knew the next option was most likely. "Or?" Vergil had said wanting to get it over with.
Mifune faintly smiled at the young man's anxiousness to continue. (I know he will choose wisely.) he thought. Continuing he said out loud while stoning his face once more he replied "Or, you will be locked within a cell for an indefinite amount of time, constantly having interrogation sessions no doubt wasting my time and yours until we think is we have extracted sufficient information from you." He said. "I trust you will make the right decision, for this will be limited and will make one for you should you not make one in the next 15 minutes." He said looking at the dark colored clock hung behind Vergil.
Vergil did have to give it to the Old man. Mifune really believed that he cornered him, trying to manipulate him. But that probably would have worked if he was…Human. But he will play his game, after all he would get something out of it in the end. Although having a new sword does sound tempting to him, Vergil knew they won't compare to Yamato.
"Fine" Vergil had said "It would seem I have no choice but to choose option one." He said sounding slightly bored. "So can we leave and hopefully get my attire fixed." Crossing his arms slightly demanding that to be first thing to be done.
"Yes of course…" Mifune trailed off getting up and walking to the door. "As soon as you talk about those demons that attacked you at a later date." Mifune finished saying while opening the door.
Looking over at the open door where Mifune was, he could easily leave now that he rested at least for a little bit. More than likely at 40 percent of his power restored to him while keeping the Taint at bay left by Mundus. But he will need these people's resources to help him at the moment. Pushing away the opportunity to gain information and power would be a foolish endeavor on his part.
Getting up and walking out the door near Mifune, he was greeted with the sight of two people, one of which he recognized as the interrogator from before. The other was a woman no older than he was that has long blond hair that ended in spikes and three bangs that spiked over her left eye, with dark blue eyes and a tan complexion. She wore similar armor like Mifune but the color scheme was that of white and blue armor with her katana at her back than on her waist.
"Since you have decided to take my offer about joining us, let me introduce to you your guide for the duration of your stay." Mifune had said to Vergil, motioning him to the woman.
"This is-" "Ah sir." The blonde woman had cutoff Mifune before he could reveal her name.
"Allow me to introduce myself sir." She had respectfully asked of Mifune. He had nodded to let her continue.
"My name is Sanbashi" she said nodding her head slightly while smiling and having her eyes closed in a reverse "u" shape, "and during your stay I'll be your glorified babysitter!" she said in a sickly sweet tone.
"Sanbashi…." Mifune said seriously.
"Oh ok…" she said slouching, failing to lighten the mood. Straightening herself up, she corrected herself, with reluctance, "I'll be your…guide for the length of your probation. Anything you need to know or go within the village, I'll be the first to go to." She finished smiling.
"Good. Now that we have that out the way, I'll leave him to your care Sanbashi." Mifune finished.
"Hai." She said. Watching as both men walked down the corridor to leave, she turned to the only other occupant in the hallway. "Soooo…." She eagerly said having her hands behind her, "let's get those clothes of yours fixed. You looked like you went through Hell and back." She said walking away, smirking at him.
(You have no Idea.) Vergil thought as he followed her out the hallway.
(Timeskip: 1 Hour later)
Trying to get Vergil to talk for the first 30 minutes was like a mission itself. She tried to lighten the mood (he kept quiet), asked what he liked (kept quiet), favorite food (silence). Hell she even tried being annoying by talking a lot about nothing. Only thing he said was "Are you always this cheery?" in a condescending way that made her pout angrily at him. So settling at giving him the tour in certain places in Iron country, she got him to the tailor to fix his clothes.
After another 30 minutes to repair the gashes from whatever it was that attacked him, Vergil's clothing was back to perfect condition. His Royal Blue coat with the white snake pattern going around the collar stopping at the left side over the heart, worn with pride once again as he checks for any imperfections. Seeing nothing wrong, he walks back to the Blonde woman as she takes the bill from the tailor, saying her leader will cover it.
Noticing Vergil isn't looking like he came out of a warzone, she beckoned him to follow her out the door to their next destination.
"Ok!" Sanbashi said loudly, "So right now I'm going to show you where you would get your weapon of choice if you prove yourself to Mifune." She finished smiling.
Vergil, despite trying to block out the Blonde Swordswoman's loud annoying voice from earlier, perks up unnoticeably at the notion of finding out what type of weapons this place has.
So walking to the weapon shop down the street, located between an ally and a local restaurant, they both entered the shop.
"So what do you think huh?" Sanbashi said trying to impress Vergil with the shops wide variety. Vergil looks around the room from the front, and even he can see that there are many types of weapons. From standard Katanas to Claymores, Axes, Wakizashis, and many others. But he feels something that wants him to look within the isles.
Silently looking around, Vergil looks around the isles where the katana stands where. Sanbashi closely watching Vergil as he looked at sword after sword, seemingly unimpressed but looking for something.
"Remember you can't get a blade yet." She reminded to Vergil who stopped looking at a katana inside a glass casing.
Vergil looked over at the seemingly ordinary katana sword within the glass case, wondering if this is the feeling that compelled him to stop at this blade. There should be nothing special to it, the sword inside a plain black scabbard with a silver ornate oval guard with its handle wrapped in a black and silver cloth with a silver cord (1). But he feels as if the blade is calling to him. Wanting to be released-
(…spar...da…)
Now THAT really caught his attention. Widening his eyes at the demonic voice whispering his father's name in his head, he realized that this sword must be sentient. To recognize his power to be similar to his father must have caused the trapped blade to reawaken. He has to get the sword ou-
"I wouldn't recommend this particular blade." A familiar voice said, breaking his trance away from the sword. Turning his head to see Sanbashi next him, looking unnaturally serious while eyeing the blade behind the glass, she speaks again. "This Blade is very dangerous that even the most experienced of Sword masters would more than likely succumb to its curse (2)." She finished gravely.
"Curse?" questioned Vergil looking at the blade once more.
"Yes. It was said that those who wield it would gain incredible power, but at the loss of the wielders sanity." She paused, looking at the blade once more. "It's said that the blade overwhelms a person with so much bloodlust, those that are weak-minded turned the blade on themselves to sate its hunger for bloodshed." She paused again this time looking directly at Vergil, worried because he still kept quiet as his gaze is still upon the "cursed" sword.
"The man who forged it was said to have been possessed by dark spirits or just plain mad with killing, and more than likely passed that on to the swords he made." She continued. "Those that lived to wield the swords he made were said to have heard voices. Controlling them to kill the moment they had unsheathed their blade. There were many copies of these blades. All but this one were found and destroyed. But for some reason this one won't even budge. I don't know why but no matter what we try to do, we can't break the damn thing." She said directing her frustration at the sword in front of her.
"What is the name of the sword?" Vergil said more than likely getting the idea of who forged it.
"Muramasa." She said low while looking at the sword almost hatefully. Walking away she calls out to Vergil. "Come on we don't have all-" she's cutoff by the sound of a crash and screaming nearby. "Ah Shit! Vergil stay Here! I'll Be Right Back!" She yelled as she runs out the door of the weapon shop to stop whatever commotion happened
Vergil feels a demonic presence outside and would have proceeded to go outside and combat them if it wasn't for the sword that was in front of him. Sensing that more demons are close he turned to look outside only to look back at the sword once again.
(Let…me….ou...t…)
All Vergil did was narrow his eyes and made a decision. A decision that will change everything.
(a/n) Hope you guys and girls enjoy this chapter. Now srry for the cliffhanger but I need time to work on the next chapter but don't worry I'll make em longer than better so without further adieu lol
(1)Think of DmC Yamato (srry but for those that hate that game whatever say so and ill continue anyway)
(2)The legend of the Muramasa blade if you look it up
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