theUndertakerx: Yes, dumbing Vergil down is very difficult. And I'm glad you liked the chapter and that I got the right amount of everything in it! XD I totally heard it in Piccolo's voice from DBZA when I wrote the chapter. A part of me just couldn't resist calling Vergil a nerd like that :3. Thank ya for the review :D!
noiroux: Yay! I give people chills with my writing! That's exciting ^_^! And thanks for pointing out the typo...I honestly have no idea where hope came from. xD Thanks for the review!
Bitbyboth: I felt this story needed action so that's what you got last chapter :3. And who knows what's gonna happen next? Well...I do but hey, I'm not gonna ruin it for all of you awesome readers! Thanks for reviewing!
Alright! Here's chapter four! Yeah, it's kinda lame and boring, I know. Buuut it's got some important stuff in there XD. I almost put some Dante Vergil fluffy brotherlyness in there too, but then I felt putting it this way was a better idea...for now. Might be some of that later...and because I have a pervy mind, part of me wants to do DantexNero mess...But I don't think that would be appropriate for this story. ^_^
Anyway! Enough of my pointless rambling! So, enjoy the new installment! :D
Dante, Vergil, and Nero spent the rest of the afternoon and evening in their dorm, hardly speaking to each other. The red devil's news had shaken each of them in different ways, causing a unanimous silence to fall over them as they attempted to busy themselves with various activities. Finally, as the clock struck midnight, Vergil announced that the three try and get some sleep. So, after changing into their pajamas and extinguishing the lights, the three part demons laid down to catch some z's.
Sleep however was much more difficult to accomplish than Vergil had expected. No matter how many times the eldest teen closed his eyes and attempted to clear his mind, images from his past and brutal scenarios of demons attacking the school much like they had all those years ago flooded into his brain. After an hour or so of repeating this process numerous times, Vergil heard Nero's breathing slow down from across the room, signaling that the young demon had finally dozed off. He then cautioned a glance at his twin and frowned. Dante's eyes were still wide open and staring up at the ceiling, his silver eyebrows knitted slightly in worry.
Vergil pushed himself up on his elbows to get a better view of his twin as lightning streaked through the sky and a clap of thunder broke the near silence in the room. "Dante?" he whispered, just loud enough for his brother to hear. Dante blinked, then turned on his side to face Vergil, a questioning look on his face. "Are you alright?"
Instead of replying to the blue demon's inquiry, Dante muttered darkly, "They killed our mother, Vergil. Now they want to do the same to us."
"Dante, that's absurd," the elder twin stated in his normal, calm, collected tone, despite his desire to agree with his brother. He knew the chances of his brother's statement being true were high, but Vergil needed to keep his brother calm or he might do something irrational. "You're just being paranoid. What happened today was merely a coinci-"
"Don't feed me that bull shit again, Vergil!" hissed Dante venomously as he sprang upright in his bed. "I can't...No, I refuse to sit back and let demons take innocent lives like they did to Mom!"
Groaning, Vergil swung his legs over the side of his bed to directly face his distraught brother. The elder twin had only seen his brother this fired up the night after the tragedy. The two were lying in their bunk beds much like they had been a few minutes previous before Dante started crying and raving about how they should have saved their mother. It had taken him several hours to calm the young Dante down, due to the fact that he had to fight tears of his own as well. "Dante, I assure you, nothing like that is going to happen again."
With the amazing speed only a demon could manage, Dante flew across the gap separating him from his brother and stood over Vergil menacingly. Anger had flared up inside him at his double's calm demeanor like a wild fire. His eyes flashed dangerously as he growled, "How the hell can you be so calm? A demon attacked me today and you sit there like nothing happened! People could be in danger! We could be in danger, you asshole!"
Vergil returned his brother's glare with one of his own as he calmly asked, "And what do you suggest we do, brother? Leave the school and hunt down all the demons we can find?" When Dante seemed to actually be giving Vergil's preposterous suggestion serious thought, Vergil rolled his eyes. "Don't even think about it, you moron. I was jesting. As I said before, there is no reason for us to make any unnecessary moves. We're safe here."
"Seriously Verg?" Dante's anger had diminished slightly due to the tiny sliver of bitter amusement that had crept in. His brother's stupidity, or possibly his want to forget the whole thing and just let it go as coincidence, was just too funny. The white haired teen turned away from his twin and moved back to his own bed. "Safe. Yeah. That's why a demon was able to get within three feet of the entrance to the school and almost take my head as a trophy."
With an annoyed groan, Vergil fell backward onto his mattress once more. He pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. "Look Dante. How about we talk to Headmistress Connoly in the morning. Let's see what she has to say about it. But I beg of you, do not do anything stupid. If your theory is correct and they are after us, they'll come to us and we'll decide what to do about them then."
Even though he wasn't completely satisfied with this solution, Dante sighed, then yawned widely. "Fine, fine. I won't do anything stupid and we'll talk to the headmistress."
"Good. Now go to sleep." Far too exhausted to argue now, the younger twin nodded and slipped under the blankets covering his bed, almost immediately drifting off to sleep..
After dressing for the day and explaining their plan to Nero, the demonic trio marched down to the main floor. Vergil raised his fist to the headmistress's door and knocked gently three times. The three waited patiently for a few seconds before the door swung open, revealing the boys' headmistress dressed in her usual attire depite it being a Sunday. "Good morning boys. You're up early for the weekend," the woman greeted the white haired teens, unable to keep the hint of surprise from her voice.
Vergil nodded. "Yes. I'm sorry to bother you so early, but Dante has something...rather urgent he needs to bring to your attention."
Headmistress Conolly eyed the red-clad part human with a mix of suspicion and concern, then stepped aside to admit Dante, Vergil, and Nero into her office. She moved back behind her desk and sat down. "Well Dante. What do you need to tell me?"
Dante related his tale to the woman behind the desk. A silence fell over the room as Mrs. Conolly mulled over the teen's words. Finally, "I believe this was an isolated case, Dante." When Dante opened his mouth to retort, the headmistress cut him off. "However, I will have people keep an eye out just in case."
"But-"
"Dante, if there were demons after the three of you, don't you think they would have come after you when you were younger and much more vulnerable?"
Knowing the headmistress had a valid point, Dante growled softly and crossed his arms. Nero, however, had a question of his own. "Headmistress...What if they are after us? What do we do?"
Headmistress Conolly just shook her head. "There's nothing to worry about as of now, Nero. We'll cross that bridge if need be."
The youngest devil nodded gravely and Dante scoffed, obviously feeling this answer was nowhere near sufficient. And, as if to emphasize his point, Dante stormed out of the tidy room without another word. The eldest of the trio sighed softly. "Thank you, headmistress. Come on Nero."
The two remaining half demons exited the office and headed for the stairs, Vergil scowling at the air in front of him as he walked. As the two ascended to the floor above, Nero muttered timidly, "Er...Vergil?"
"What?" Vergil frowned, realizing he had used a much harsher tone with Nero than he intended. "What?" he repeated, softer this time.
"Is Dante acting like this because he's scared or what?"
The sixteen year old in blue sighed softly, leading Nero along the corridor which led to their room. "Partly, I think. It's mostly because of what happened to our mother."
Nero just nodded, knowing he probably shouldn't push the subject any further. The twins' parentage had always been a rather tender subject, and Nero felt he should let the two be when it came to that, no matter how curious he was. Without another word, Vergil and Nero re-entered their dorm, both wanting nothing more than to wake up from what could possibly turn into a terrible nightmare for the three young devils.