Lady grumbled as she put on her school uniform. A red plaid skirt with high black socks, red boots and a crisp, white button up top with tie included.
"Ugggh, I know wearing a skirt isn't safe, but who gives a care these days…" Sighing with an air of resoluteness, she strapped the Kalina Ann onto her back (a bazooka in honor of her mother) and stepped into the night.
She pulled out a small handgun and made her way to her bike, keeping her eyes trained on the particularly noisy shadows ahead. After a few seconds, the shadows became so silent, it was disturbing. She jumped on her bike and revved the motor hard enough to send flames from the back pipes, lighting up the shadows.
Strange, deformed creatures twisted in darkness, envoys from the otherworld. Flames engulfed the demonic spies and she sped off in the direction of Fortuna Castle, hoping to find some way to stave off the soon-to-be apocalypse.
Vergil stared out at the city below, mildly interested in the humans scuttling about in the dank streets of Fortuna. He had situated himself on the roof of the biggest cathedral in Fortuna, crouching as he cocked his head at the occasional person of interest. His blue coat swayed in the wind, icy blue eyes narrowing as he thought.
"Can you not come to me willingly…stubborn girl?" Vergil sighed as he tried to picture what his woman would look like.
Hearing the envoys approaching, Vergil didn't bother turning but instead waited for news, staring at the city below him, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Batra Vergil, hautku sinea…sparchno kokashna spirietus…tanze Fortuna Castle…" said the leader of the demonic envoy, it's horribly shaped mouth bubbling black liquids as its long arms draped down, it's nails clicking against the roof tiles.
"Tanze Fortuna Castle…If it is where my future bride is going…it is where I will go…"
Dante looked at the sky lazily, his eyes half lidded in thought. For the life of him, he tried to picture what the girl would look like. His eyes widened…his head pounding as something completely unexpected happened. He could hear her breathing. Her breathing was music to him, a rhapsody which only he could hear. Feeling such strangeness only spawned more oddities for Dante. Only moments later, he could feel her heartbeat, quick and light, like the tapping of drums. Dante hated it and he loved it. This very connection brought to life in him something beyond human…far in the recesses of his heart. He could never tell Nero of it, mainly because he didn't know how to describe the feeling without sounding like an ass.
"Ummm, hey Dante, how are you feeling, you look a little weirder than usual," Nero asked, concern only slightly more evident than sarcasm. Dante's eyes dilated, going red for a spilt second before turned back.
"She's going to Fortuna Castle…" Dante walked on, sensing Nero's eyes falling on his back.