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Fools. This was one of my thoughts as I walked alongside my 'dear' brother and Arkham's daughter, Mary. Quite frankly her eyes annoy me, they're so much like her father's…

Speaking of Arkham, he was one of the reasons why I was in this mess…forced to travel with these two imbeciles or rather be a proper host and lead them to where the party is at. It's rather hard to be a genial host when one of the guests keeps trying to murder me while the other treats me like a…puppy. Ugh. Maybe I am one but I refuse to succumb to my nature of my form, I wish to retain my dignity. It is rather hard though, I do so like to be scratched behind the ears.

No! I refuse to be treated like a common house pet! Quickly I leapt aside as Lady attempted to pat me on the head. Another leap as brother sends a stray bullet in my direction by 'accident'.

It is rather amusing to see them fight though. I listen as they bicker, yet again it was a matter of whether to trust me or kill me. They bicker like a married couple...

It was a mistake to trust me of course, I was leading them to their doom. It was just a matter of gaining their trust and to make them follow me. Hopefully I had succeeded in doing so when I…attended to Lady's injuries. I can't seem to understand why I enjoyed it so much but it must be because of my new form…a part of me loved the taste of her blood, another part of me was disgusted. Strange, I couldn't help myself. Maybe I acted the way I did because I knew it would piss Dante off, and it's still working! Or maybe I knew Arkham would be pissed off to know what I was doing to his daughter. Right, it was Arkham's fault, and Mundus…

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Flashback

"Crap…" I ached all over, I couldn't remember what had happened…except that I was defeated by Mundus. Damn it. What was I thinking? Just because father was capable of fighting him…

I rubbed my head with my paw in agitation. Wait. Paw? That didn't sound right.

"Vergil's awake! It worked!"

I looked up to see Mundus, my large, adorable eyes filled with loathing and surprise. Wait, what? Last time I checked 'adorable' was not in a dictionary of words I would use to describe myself with.

"Are you sure this will work, Arkham? I did not revive you for nothing did I?"

I heard another voice answer from the darkness. "I assure you this will work."

"Really? 'Cause I was planning to give him the form of a badass demonic dark knight…"

"That would be too cool. This is a far better punishment."

"The hell!" I realized looked at myself, realizing I was now…a puppy? It was true. I was on all fours, a blue collar on my neck held the amulet mother had gave me. My fur was a silvery white and when I turned to see my reflection in a nearby pool of blood…I saw something bloody cute! I barked at my reflection only to see it bark back. Suddenly something caught my eye, I could not help myself and suddenly started chasing my own tail.

Only after I collapsed from exhaustion did Mundus and Arkham explain things to me.

"Turn me back…" I yelled weakly.

"No, since you lost you are to serve me. Remember that, Vergil, Son of Sparta." Mundus paused. "You will be able to return to your pervious form only if you are to complete a task."

"And that would be?"

"You are to lure Dante to a trap so Mundus can have his revenge. Do you have any problems with betraying your own brother?" Arkham interrupted.

"No, I have no attachment whatsoever. Honestly, do you expect me to have any mercy just because he and I are brothers? Please, the only reason I would be disappointed is because of the fact I would not be the one to execute him…"

"Then we have an understanding?" asked Mundus.

"Yes."

"Not so fast. That's only part of the assignment." said Arkham, annoying Vergil.

"And that would be?"

"Bring me Lady."

"I don't have to."

"On the contrary Mundus maybe the one giving orders but I'm the only one that knows how to change you back." Arkham smirked mysteriously before flipping to a page in the book he always carried around.

"Why don't you change me back now so I can accomplish my tasks more efficiently?" I asked hopefully.

Arkham simply shook his head and left, leaving Mundus to explain the mission details to me.

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Found it.

Eagerly I flipped trough the pages, searching for a clue, any clue at all about� how I could revert to my more human-like form.

What is all this crap?

In that book�Arkham carried around I was expecting ancient demonic script and lore…instead what I found was human fairytales and folklore! Cinderella? Beauty and the Beast? I finally stopped to read a promising looking page, what was this? The Frog Prince…? I skim through the story to arrive at one conclusion. This is a wagonload of crap.

"Mary had a little lamb, its fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, The lamb was sure to go…" The voice was surprisingly soft and gentle, but its serenity was lost amongst the malevolence in its speaker's voice.

I turned around to see Arkham, who quickly snatched the book up again. "A little late night reading, Vergil? I didn't think you were the type to appreciate fairytales… You should sleep, you have a important assignment tomorrow, don't you?"

Just great, I didn't learn a single thing.

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So here I was, the host for a festival of blood, leading these hopeless fools to their doom.

We had arrived.

Three familiar glowing crimson eyes were seen.

A recognizable bald man appeared and yelled, "Fetch!"

On command I bounded across the air and snatched Dante's amulet off his neck.

Once the amulet was in my jaws I released it and placed it on my own neck, once I did so I marched over to Arkham's side.

"You!" Dante unsheathed Rebellion and aimed at Arkham.

Lady also said 'you' and something extra, what came out was , "You- (insert string of swears)"

"Good boy, Vergil." Arkham commented, instinctively I backed away to avoid being patted on the head.

"Ver-Vergil?" Lady stammered in confusion. Why did I feel a pang of guilt? Meanwhile my brother was already acting and recklessly charging forward, ready to lop off the head of anything that got in the distance between Mundus and his Rebellion. He did not deserve the blade father left for him…

Guilt, I thought I shouldn't be feeling guilty but I did. Lady ignored Mundus, who Dante was fighting. She even ignored her father, the one she was trying to murder…was me! I dodged and did not retaliate even when a stray bullet or two grazed my skin, I did not want to hurt her. It was not out of mercy but the fact she had to be alive for me to complete my mission. Lady should have been paying attention to her surroundings for she sustained heavy injuries when Arkham broke in and joined the fight.

"You two were in this together weren't you…?" She asked us between coughing fits in where she released blood. "You bastard…I'll neuter you!"

I laughed, the same way I did when not long ago I was in her arms. "What's the matter Lady? Didn't you say I was adorable? Weren't you delighted when I licked you?"

Lady gasped in surprise when she realized I could talk, and blushed probably realizing when I licked her it was the equal of a kiss. Wait…why was I thinking about such things!

"You did what?" Arkham stopped in his tracks.

"Nothing. I simply had a little fun with your daughter…"

Arkham instantly became enraged, "Consider my offer of ever turning you back to normal void!"

"Hey, we had a deal!" I growled, "Fine, have it your way…" I quickly grabbed onto Lady by digging into her leg, and dragged her down a nearby hole, back into the underground cave with the bat demons, and my hidden half of Eva's amulet…

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Author's Note: My first attempt at POV(Point of View) It's Prince's or rather, Vergil's point of view. It's not too horrible is it? Tell me what you think! I'm not really happy with this chapter for some reason, I think it needs more action but I'm horrible at describing fight scenes. Sorry.