Rain began to fall on the Devil May Cry building. Heavy rain pattered the windows creating an tapping sound that Dante always seemed to find relieving when he was feeling stressed. He walked around the shop, his mind still wondering about what the force he felt earlier was. He looked at the drum kit that he had recently bought. A seven piece Pearl drum set that nearly cost him $2000. He sat behind them holding up the black and white sticks that he payed $35 for. He briefly thought about getting some practice in, but got back up almost immediately. He grabbed the gold-top Gibson Les Paul that he bought for nearly $30,000. He strummed the Ernie Ball strings that were the least expensive thing on the instrument. He tilted his head upwards wondering why he had payed so much for a guitar. He put it back down before his belt buckle scratched the back of it. He returned to his desk grabbed Ebony and Ivory briefly inspecting them for damage or wear, not expecting to find anything wrong with either of them. He sat them back down, deciding to take a shower. He pulled off his leather coat and headed for the back of the shop.
Lady stood in the same spot in the hospital parking lot. Her index and middle finger on her lip. The sensation when Vergil kissed her had still not receded. She felt enraged and slightly enamored. She returned to the hospital and sat down in the waiting room her mind still a blank. She and Vergil had pretty much hated each other and he saved her life. Her mind racing with what his possible motive could be. Love couldn't be one of them. She immediately erased such thoughts from her mind as Kyrie and a doctor came into the waiting room.
"Excuse me. Miss," The doctor said trying to sound as polite as possible despite the recent turn of events that had occured in his hospital. Lady got up and shook hands with him. Kyrie remained quiet, slightly traumatized seeing Nero in such a condition.
"I am Dr. Alastor. I was wondering if you could tell me who that man was. The patient that was bought here earlier," Alastor asked. Lady rolled her eyes around the room. Not knowing why she didn't want to tell him who Vergil was. "Okay nevermind ma'am," Alastor said writing something on his clipboard and turning on his heel walking away.
Kyrie stared at Lady with a look of shock on her face. Unable to understand why Lady withheld information. She also turned on her heel and went back to the E.R. to check up on Nero.
"Why didn't you tell them?" Lady's subconscious mind asked her. She shook her head free of such thoughts and grabbed her motorcycle helmet. Determinded to tell Dante that Vergil and returned and what he had planned to do. She ran outside to her bike. Within half a minute she had it started and left the hospital behind her.
Each step Vergil took he became more and more excited. Soon his brother would be dead and he would be free to rule over the human world as his father did 2000 years before. Rain began to fall on him. His hair became slick and wet. He smiled as he brushed it back into the fine points that he had prefered. Vergil began to walk faster, not to escape the rain, but to get closer to his brother faster. He gripped Yamato's sheath with excitement and felt his back draw up as goosebumps appearing over his body. He body began to shake when he saw a highway sign and the all too familiar name of the city he knew Dante was in.
Dante stepped out of the shower rubbing head with the thick, warm towel that he had gotten out of the dryer. He sighed as he wiped the water off of his arms and chest. He pulled on his leather pants not bothering to put on underwear. Finding it extremely difficult with wet legs. He snapped the pants together and went into the front of the shop as the phone rang. He sat down and kicked the desk. The phone reciever flew upwards and landed in his hand.
"Devil May Cry. You pay. We slay," Dante said smiling at his shop's motto.
"Dante," Lady's voice came over the phone. She stopped at a gas station and decided to give Dante a call.
"Lady?" Dante asked wondering why she called all of a sudden.
"It's V-. He's -," Lady said, the phones bad reception because of the storm causing the line to cut on and off.
"What. I can't understand you," Dante said before the line completely cut off. Dante put the phone back on the reciever and went into the back of the shop to grab his cell phone and a few candles, knowing the power was bound to go out. The storm was getting worse. He placed the candle on each side of his desk. He pulled a matchbook out of his pants pocket and lit both of the vanilla scented candles that Lady had given him for his birthday. He blew the flame on the end of the match out and went to the back of the shop to grab one of his shirts
Vergil stood outside of the Devil May Cry building smiling evily. Holding a piece of the phone cord in one hand and an unsheathed Yamato in the other. The blade dripped with rain water. A demonic smile creeping up on his face as he felt his muscles tense with anticipation. He went around the building. His heart leap in his chest when he saw his little brother go the back of the shop. He gripped Yamato and slowly climbed the stairs. The ache that's always better than the orgasm. The longer he waited the better the satisfaction of feeling his brothers blood staining his clothing would be. He silently opened the door of the shop. The smell of the, now lit, scented candles filling his nostils giving the room a very peaceful and friendly aura. He further tightened his grip on Yamato and slunked in a dark corner of the shop hidden by one of Dante's Marshall cabinets and heads. The sounds of Dante's boots approached the front of the shop making Vergil's blood run cold. His smile further widened as his brother put on the t shirt he had fetched from the back of the shop. Now all he had to do was wait.
"I know you're there Vergil," Dante said grabbed Ebony from his desk and pointing it directly at his older twin. Vergil's eyes went wide and his heart dropped into the stomach. He had lost the element of surprise, a vital key he needed to kill his brother. He silently cursed himself for allowing himself to be caught and stepped out of the darkness to the middle of the shop. Loosening his grip on Yamato's sheath he stared at his little brother. Dante's eyebrows furrowed, deadly intent in his eyes that were sharper than any sword.
"Why are you here?" Dante asked. His eyesight almost red with anger. The ends of Vergil's mouth crept up into a twisted smile.
"Do I really need to say WHY," Vergil said drawing Yamato. Dodging a furry of bullets that had been shot at him. He drew nearly his little brother who had grabbed Alastor from the bookshelf behind him. The two swords clanked together. Both of the demonic twins putting all they had behind each swing. Vergil jumped back. He held Yamato at his side. Neither of the demon twins dared to remove their eyes from the other. Dante kicked up his desk sending it flying toward his older brother. He ran to the back of the shop to grab the Rebellion. Vergil sliced the desk into two even sides and raced after his little brother. Finding him in his bedroom, fumbling around under the king sized mattress for what Vergil's assumed to be his sword. Vergil ran toward Dante kicking him as hard as he could.
Dante's hand grabbed Rebellion at the last second. Blocking what would have been a fatal strike to the heart he pushed his older brother back and stood up. Dante's eyes flashed green as he changed into his demon form. Vergil quickly followed suit. The red and blue demons struck at each other faster than a human eye would be able to keep up with. The sound of metal clanging together the only way tell that they were even attacking each other. Vergil summoned several blue swords around him that flew toward Dante. Dante swung Rebellion sideways destroying all four of the summoned swords.
Another half a hour passed before the fighting was stalled. A red dot appearing on Vergil's back.
"Don't move!" Lady said aggressively. Holding a Glock 9mm fingering the trigger. Her entire body shaking aggressively from the second stage hypothermia she experienced from riding her motorcycle throught a rainstorm at 100mph. Vergil turned around smiling at the woman he nearly sacrificed to unleash hell years earlier. Dante dropped Yamato and rushed toward Lady's side, holding her close trying to warm up her freezing body. Vergil placed Rebellion on Dante's bed and picked up his beloved katana. He pointed it at Dante.
"This fight is not over, Dante," Vergil stated. Dante gave his brother a death stare and held Lady closer his head resting in a crook between her neck and collarbone. "Fight me or I will kill both of you," Vergil said, venom lacing his every word. Dante stared at his older brother with a sense of pity, disgust and anger. Vergil appeared behind Lady grabbing her abdomen and pulling her close to him. He put Yamato to her throat and drew a find line down her jugular vein. Dante felt his inner demon roar at this.
"LET HER GO!" Dante shouted as loud as he could. Vergil turned his attention from Lady to Dante and back again.
"Your obcession, with this THING. This object of Arkham has become somewhat of a nuisence," Vergil said refering to Lady. Lady felt tears pour down her cheeks. Sorrow at her ability to be capturing so easily and rage at Vergil for saying such things.
"PUT DOWN THE GIRL, VERGIL!" Dante shouted at his brother again. He picked up Rebellion and pointing it Vergil. Vergil smiled and released his grip on Lady. Vergil's smile intensified as he pushed Lady and before either of them knew what had happen. Vergil had ran both of them through. Yamato's blade piercing Lady's upper abdomen going through her spinal cord and ribcage. Piercing Dante's stomach and lower spinal cord. The young maiden and devil hunter slunk to the ground. Sliding off of Yamato's blade they hit the ground with a thud. Holding each other tightly.
"Didn't I tell you Dante? Human emotions are weak and meaningless." Vergil said before turning on his heel and leaving the bedroom.
Hey guy and girls.
I knows it had been WAYYYY to long since I have last updated. I have been having writers block and have had a stage of depression (I am over it now). My job has caused me alot of stress and that obviously doesn't lead to alot of great ideas. I worked hard of this so I hope you like it. Please excuse the minor spelling errors if their are any. I will try to fix it at a later time. It is currently 1am and I dont have the energy to proof read this story. Have a great day guys.
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