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Chap 4- Homecoming
Valentine's POV-
That night I could hardly sleep, Alba seemed to sleep perfectly through the sheer silence of the night I could hear her smooth breaths.
I wondered how she could sleep so soundly with all this madness. I felt like I was going crazy too... With no answers to any of my questions. I knew Vergil would probably reestablish the Order at some point, bringing the secret organization to the public light. He aura portrayed that of a man with vast knowledge and unknown sense of patience, or at least so far…
I knew the upcoming days wouldn't be any better, and when the sun would be in to set I would drag Alba and myself back to my apartment. It was weird not waking up to the daily Raptor News rants. I remember seeing Bob Barnas's eyes on my screen bashing the Order, but also bashing some man named Dante. A quick flash of his mug shot graced the screen. Come to think of it, he looked a lot similar to that man with the silver Mohawk…
As the sunrays found themselves into Alba's living room and my eyelids, I gently nudged myself up from her couch. The soles of my feet no longer hurting. A sudden smell of cinnamon fluttered under my nose as I made my way to the kitchen where Alba was actually making French toast.
"Morning Valentine… I see you slept well.."
"Barely…."
"Still thinking of your mysterious man? Hmm?"
I snapped almost immediately as Alba laughed:
"No, he gone, probably won't ever see him again.."
"Hmm, never say never Valentine, with all this craziness happening, we can expect the unexpected now…"
I remained silent Alba was right, only through tales and folklore we heard of Demons and Angels, but never….. never thought any of it could be true. Alba sprinkled cinnamon and vanilla extract on the toast as they settled onto the pan. The thick smell sent my stomach growling. If I wouldn't know any better I would say I had a stomach demon. Alba intercepted my thoughts:
"You know when we were growing up I remember hearing from an old gypsy woman… hmm what was her name?" Alba paused, turning the flame on the stove low and pressing her index figure on her lip
"Oh that's right !, her name was Memeha"
"Memeha?..."
"Yea, she use to tell us stories of Angel's and Demons, and one union that oversaw ancient boundaries…"
"What do you mean?"
"The legendary Demon knight Sparda" Alba laughed turning the stove back on again "I remember he use to be the boogieman to some of my friends, and to others the hero….tales of the dark phantom Sparda"
Alba paused. I soon realized that maybe these tales were probably true, maybe there was a Sparda… Alba turned to me again flipping the toast onto the two plates, the cinnamon smell warming my stomach.
"Memeha told us he fell in love with an Angel, could you believe that?, how awesome that would be if it were true"
"I don't know", I looked away in silence. The word "Phantom" reminded me of him for some reason. Alba handing me the warm plate ,as I stood there dumbfounded
What kind of offspring could they have? I wondered
Since the power was still out, I quickly ate my food and jumped in the shower. Alba threw on her small coat as I came to the living room:
"Well hurry Valentine, I actually want to make a pit stop by the Virility factory"
"But Pandorian?, I need to go home"
"Valentine Im sure he's already home, he knows how to take care of himself, if something horrific happened to him I would be notified too you know"
Alba was right. Since she was like my family, she was put on our emergency contact list , In the event that something would happen to Pandorian or me
She fixed the collar of her grey coat, flipping her curly brown locks
"Alba, why do want to go back to the Virility factory now?, maybe it got destroyed too?"
" There are some important documents I left in my locker, and family photos, it will be quick no worries. From there we can go to your house and get Pandorian."
Alba use to work at the Virility factory, though she didn't consume much of the soft drink, her job was to help ship boxes all around Limbo City. Until one day a strange explosion from the underbelly of the factory stopped production…
It took a while to walk there however, and the roads were still being cleaned up. To my surprise when we did make it to the abandoned factory, it remained untouched. Odd…
Walking into the lobby I remembered when the huge tanks were filled with Virility. The long lines of people pouring more green liquid into there cups. Though sometimes I felt that it as almost similar to drugs. But now the lobby was quite , the TV's were off, the escalators still.. Alba turned to me:
"Valentine wait here I'll only be a sec"
"But Alba?"
"Don't worry those monsters wouldn't be in a abounded factory like this, besides ill only be two seconds"
She ran ahead into the employee section in the distance. Closing the door behind her, the echoes of the slam filled the lobby. Unaware of what to do I just pranced around the circular atmosphere gazing at the empty tanks.
2 hours later, I looked down at my watch, "she should've been back by now…"
I looked into one of the empty tanks, for a moment I thought I saw an intestine looking thing pulsating inside, like some sort of dajevou..
Steady footsteps pranced there way into the lobby. Immediately, I called out with impatience:
"Alba what the he.."
Swallowing my tongue , my chest grew extremly tight, for it was not my friend who stood before me. It was the man, the phantom who saved me …Vergil…
"You shouldn't wander around places like this Ms Valentine"
"Wha?... what are you doing here?"
He chuckled. With his gloved hands he opened his black cape pulling out a gridded paper.
"The Order is safe to commence with public activity. So it would be beneficial if I use this factory as an expansion to headquarters"
For some odd reason I felt his icy blue gaze study my features. A strange sensation came before me, the same one as when I saw the harpy demon in the hospital. Vergil looked at me as I adorned a dizzy look on my face, His eyes widened slightly
"Interesting,… a human can feel the presence of demonic spawn approaching, how peculiar"
Before I knew it, Vergil had stared making his way towards me. Until a collection of screeches uprooted themselves from the metal factory floors, The demons….
A soft quick flash covered my eyes, as I now saw Vergil's back in front of me, his muscular arm extended, and on the other end… a sword?
He turned his head back to me, with a cold tone in his voice
"Get down, and close your eyes"
"Ok…ok"
Immediately I lowered before him curling myself into a ball closing my eyes. I heard sharp scratching noises, inhuman screams and claws walking across the factory floors. Shutting my eyes even tighter when I felt as if a light bulb was put near my eyes. I could hear him…Vergil as he slashed through the monsters forever silencing them one by one. His smooth battle cry's controlled and persistant. Within a few minutes the lobby grew silent:
"Its ok now, you can open your eyes"
I look up and around the lobby, nothing had changed , it was as if there wasn't any monsters left, just …destruction. As I gazed up a Vergil, he held out his blue-gloved hand to me, more massive than my small hands. Hesitantly I place my palm in his and he effortlessly picks me up from the ground.
A light shadow from his fedora casted above his nose. For a moment our eyes meet again, and for a slight second I thought I saw a hint of worry in his face. His expression than turned back to a confident manner.
"Know the question is, what you doing here?"
"I uh… Alba , Alba use to work here, she wanted pick up some papers from her locker" I look around the lobby worried, Vergil interrupting
"How long was that?"
"About 2 hours…."
"Hmmm, well, my brother is clearing out the factory as we speak" Vergil turned his back to me looking at the center empty tank. "If she's here or in trouble for that matter, he will find her"
"You have a brother?"
"Yes , a twin brother" he turned back around with excitement in his voice a small smirk formed on his curvy lips. Unaware of what to do I kept my head down and my mouth closed. Again he saved me, did I always need this much saving?. I heard the mysterious man make his way towards me again, as I looked up he began to speak:
"Ms valentine, how did yo…."
But the moment was severed when another man walked into the room, with Alba by his side. I exhaled with disbelief
"Alba! Your okay!"
Alba ran to me as we embraced
"Valentine you were right !, it was dumb of me to come back here with all this danger,… this man saved me" Alba looked towards the man with the silver Mohawk. I gasped when I saw his handsome facial features of familiarity
"Your that man, who walked against the building walls, and on that bus giving a speech about the monsters"
The silver Mohawk man looked pretty identical to Vergil , even his body build was strong and prominent. Though he cocked his hip to the side with amusement. A light smile graced his face. He held out his hand to me
"I'm Dante"
Before I could shake his palm, Alba cut in front of me holding his massive hand with two of her small palms. Shaking Dante's hand up and down like a mad woman.
"Thank you, thank you Dante for saving me back there!, I thought I was done for!"
I turned my attention to Vergil as he stood up straight looking at Alba and Dante and then to me.
I tugged on Alba's shirt signaling our departure, however she seemed to be quite amused with Dante. Leaving Vergil and me in an awkward silence. I nodded my head at Vergil and made my way to the entrance of Virility knowing Alba would have to tag along at some point.
Vergil with immense speed came from behind lowering his head closer to my shoulder. I stiffened in nervousness my whole body becoming tense. In a light and demanding voice he ask me:
"Tell me, how does a human feel demonic entities approaching?..."
I turn around to face him seeing Alba in the distance bidding Dante farewell. Looking up to Vergil again as he adjusted his posture and gripped the tip of his sword, it's long sleek beauty deemed fit and could be mistaken for a cane
"I don't know I just felt a serge of energy in my body"
Vergil arched his brow in slight confusion, he parted his lips almost whispering something to himself
"Impossible..."
"What is...?"
Alba made it to the entrance , and tightly grabbed my hand. Today was the first time she encountered the demons.. Vergil nodded and turned back to Dante's direction. Alba waved goodbye to Dante , as he simply just smirked. It was hard to admit but I did dislike when my meetings with Vergil would come to this halt. Again he had the answers, I had the questions.
Narrator POV:
The two Nephilim brothers stood in silence as the young women left the factory. Dante shrugged his shoulders' adjusting his jacket that was failing from his shoulders. His brother turning him, The black fedora casting a shadow over his blue eyes
"You once said you didn't give a shit"
Dante looked as the girls finally left their view:
"Games changed bro"
" You know there's something rather odd about Valentine,"
"yea, I felt it too…," Dante nodded still looking straight ahead
"Better to keep the her close then" Vergil turned his back prancing in further towards the factory, unleashing yamato.
Dante followed. The brothers continued deeper with swords in hand , together wiping out the facility.
Valentine POV
On the way back to my apartment , Alba held my hands rather firmly. Though I only felt a pit of nervousness in my stomach. What if Pandorian wasn't in my apartment?... what if he never made it home?...
And thus with a few hours of running and jogging through the rubble and random people I made it to my building. We were surprised to see it somewhat still standing. Many buildings in the area had a European style to it, with beautiful multi colored houses. But know these beautiful buildings were scroened with burned marks and missing bricks. I break open the Victorian gate to my building as Alba cries from behind
"Hold up Valentine!"
But I didn't and as I managed to get to my the long hallway of my floor, Alba caught up to me. For a moment I felt a slow drunken feeing again, possibly from being so nervous that I could almost faint. I walked down the long hallway to see my front door wide open, with many of my other neighbor's apartments.
Pandorian was my only family… my parents were on other side of the world, sending us money and such from afar. My sister (Pandorian's mother) died while giving birth.
Entering my apartment, everything seemed to be in dismay, probably from the explosion, nothing stolen. Alba followed me into the living room, calling for Pandorian. As I just stood there, knowing…. Knowing that he wasn't here, my little Pandorian lost in the chaos that Limbo had became. Alba continued to call out:
"Pandorian!, Pandorian are you here?!"
she went around my apartment looking for him as I remained in the living room dumbfounded. The tares in my chest becoming wider , the shortness of breathe while waking up to a cold reality. No one was here.
Tears welled up in my eyes as Alba stood in the entrance of the living room with a sad expression on her face
"Valentine… Im so s.."
before alba could finished I ran out of the apartment, sliding down the stairs and out of the building. I heard Alba's cries from the apartment , calling for me to stop, but I kept running , back into the city, lost in the abyss of rumbled chaos…
I ran for what seemed like hours, the sun had began to set.
As I made my way towards the city center, closer to the church where I first met Vergil. In the midst of the city center was a monumental fountain, once beautiful and huge, know broken apart still pouring out water onto the cobbled stone floors.
Nothing mattered to me anymore, and Im assuming others felt the same with the city broken apart like this, only those who held onto hope, picked up the rumble. I reached the fountain , my shoes curdled in the warm waters it sprinkled about. The waters were unepectantly warmer. With no care in the world I lied my tired body on the wet floors, the warm water washing away my eagerness to continue. The sun had fell and so did my eyes…
A bright dim light begged my eyes to pry open again, my body although well rested still felt heavy, heavy with the burden of a broken heart. The dewiness of morning sent the birds chirping and gathering on around the center of the city. Crows flocking around the main fountain above me, chirping.
Alba must be worried looking for me , as I remembered leaving her at my apartment yesterday. I opened my phone that was somewhat wet from the fountain waters:
50 missed calls from : Alba
1 missed call from: Unknown
hmmm…. I looked down at my soaked blue shorts, Until a elderly voice called from above
" Now there child, it must not be so bad"
I looked up to see a beautiful old gypsy stand before me, slouched , with many wrinkles, but an expression of happiness and content. Even though covering most of her body with deep purple rags, I saw the beautiful gold jewelry and pendants she adorned. Her eyes were hazel brown, soft and welcoming, she held out her wrinkled smooth palm to me urging me to stand.
As I lifted myself off the flooded ground , my hand didn't leave her palm, instead the gypsy woman looked at me with much familiarity.
"Who are…"
" My name is Memeha"
"Memeha?….wait you're a"
"Gypsy, yes, but no I don't intend on taking anything from you, It seems you have already lost much my child"
My palm still in her hand, I look at her with confusion. She nods and soothingly turns my palm around, moving her thumb to trace it. A more serious expression adorns her face
"My, my, your previous life shines even in your current life…"
"My previous life?"
"Yes , yes… " she says in a enchanted tone "You were very strong ,…wielding the power of two sides, it calls to you even in your current life"
"Previous life?..."
"Its wishes to be free my child, now that the demon king has fallen…"
" How did you?.."
The old gypsy woman reaches into her cape, pulling out a thin silver necklace, hanging from it… a yellow shard
" I have been holding this amulet for quite sometime, but I believe that this belongs" she holds out the yellow pendant towards me " To you my dear Valentine"
"How did you?"
As I looked confused at the old gypsy, a scratch from further behind caught my attention, turning my head back in Memeha's direction, the old woman was …gone….
The screeches made there way closer to me, as I stepped back falling to the fountain. And they came, the demons. There distorted figures circling around me perfectly in the city center, I was found, I was trapped…
They moved in random ways, their heads cocked to the side, faces like broken porceling dolls, oozing black liquid from their tongues. Unable to scream, I hear them hiss and call out to me…
"…hsssssss Nephilim …."
The first demon lunges at me , cutting me like butter on my arm. The blood flowing thought the pool of warm water. I curl myself into a ball preparing for my death…
"Maybe in death I can be with my nephew…"
Keeping my eyes shut, the screeching becomes persistent, than flows away into the distance. I open my eyes to see a strong back in my presance, a dark cape with blue paradigm designs:
"Vergil.?..."
"Is this anyway to spend your birthday?"
His back still turned to me as I came to the realization that today was my birthday… and that Alba must have gotten in contact with him when I ran away..
"Vergil…leave me here…"
He turned around with an impatient look on his face, his perfect posture pranced towards me. His stretches his gloved hand towards me pulling me out the fountain. As I stood close to his chest , he looked downward at my wet attire, shaking his head. I looked away in embarrassment, as he moved his fingers on my forehead tracing the blood away. The gesture making me flinch at his light touch:
"I can see you have lost much Ms Valentine,. But stupidity is not apart of you, so please cease on the carelessness"
In anger I retaliated:
" My name is Valentine!, and you don't know anything about loss!"
I turned away preparing myself to run, but Vergil's grip on my arm was persistent. Though not as tight as before he urged me closer to the brim of his fedora our eyes locking. His cold voice echoing in my presence
"We are not so different Ms Valentine…",
I nudge my way out of his grip as he easily let's me go, remaining there with his sword and confident demeanor. I continued to run , heading back to Alba's apartment, but with the shambled cobbled city floors, I fell right before the main street to Alba's home. Falling again I remained on the ground this time huddling my body into tears,
I lost Pandorian, I lost my only family
A young mans voice comes into my presence
"Hey! Whoa are you ok!?"
Before I could look up the man picks me up by my shoulders.
"Don't worry, I'm not a monster…My name is Ares.."