Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own any of the devil may cry characters in this fiction, if I did, Kyrie would have died very violently in the first ten minutes of the game and Dante and Nero would be together...and Vergil would be shirtless in the third game...and Arkham would wear a frilly princess dress for my entertainment.
Rated M for Yaoi, Possible Incest (depending on who the hell Nero is), and Hot Holiday Man Sex.
Warning!!!!: I was incredibility evil in this chapter. I apologize in advance! I'm sorry Nero! T-T
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Chapter Four: Clear Ice
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Just when Dante was starting to enjoy himself, the phone started ringing. He pulled his lips away from Nero's sweet ones when the phone did not stop ringing. Sighing heavily, he gently pushed the younger slayer off him and walked over to his desk. He nearly ripped the phone off it's receiver.
"Devil May Cry. This better be important." Dante said, showing his displeasure at being interrupted in his voice. He stood for a moment listening to the other person on the line. After a few moments, the elder sighed again and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his left hand. "I'm guessing that this can't wait, can it?" He yanked the phone away from his ear when the other person started yelling frantically. "Okay! Okay! I'm on it!" The older devil hunter slammed the phone down on it's receiver before turning to Nero.
"Mission?" The younger hunter asked as he stood from the ground.
"Yeah. Grab your stuff. We have a long night ahead of us."
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"There's a lot more ice than he told me..." Dante wrinkled his nose. The two hunters were forced to walk thirty miles until they finally came into view of the town the customer had described. "Talk about decorating for winter..." The elder said at the sight of the small town.
All the buildings where entirely covered in ice. Even the benches and trees in the town were frozen over in a demonic layer of ice. Nothing moved in the area, not even the snow that was falling heavily a few miles away. Nero grabbed the handle of the Red Queen at the sight of the familiar snow and ice.
"Reminds me of Fortuna Castle..." He muttered into the cold unnatural silence. "Where is everyone?"
"The guy on the phone said that most of them evacuated when the ice started taking over the buildings. We just have to hope that no one got trapped inside." Dante explained as they walked into the town's square. "That's odd. Nothing's here."
Nero wandered away from the elder hunter, looking over the buildings and into the windows. He cringed slightly when he noticed a women on the other side of one of the icy windows on a blue building. Her face was frozen in horror and pain as her body looked as if it was sculpted from the ice. The younger hunter felt a small prick of fear bite at his chest.
"Dante...maybe we should leave..." Nero said, backing away from the window only to hit something behind him. He turned around to see a Frost demon, but it wasn't one that Nero could ever recall fighting before. All of it's body was made of clear ice and it was several feet taller than the ones that used to be in Fortuna.
The younger slayer rolled to the side as the large Frost slammed it's arm into the ground where he had been standing. Ice formed in large spikes on the ground and the frost broke it's arm off from it's body, a new one freezing in its place. Nero grabbed the Red Queen from his back, revving the sword's engine and producing a fire across the blade. A loud screech rang from behind him as another large Frost rose from the ice covered ground.
"Dante, I think we have company!" The young hunter shouted as more screeches rose and more Frosts appeared.
"I know that, kid!" Nero heard Dante yell back to him. He looked around the Frosts too see that the elder hunter was surrounded by the ice demons as well. This isn't good... He thought as he dodged another attack by the large demons. The younger slayer noticed that the air was getting colder, making it harder for him to breath and dodge the icy talons. He revved the Red Queen again before lunging towards one of the Frosts. He grinned in victory as the ice of the demon melted away.
Nero looked back at the ice demon. His eyes widened as the frozen flesh regenerated itself, making it look like the Frost had not been touched. The young devil hunter glared at it before revving his swords engine to it's maximum before running at the demon again. This time the Frost dodged Nero's attack, slamming it's tail into the young man's back and forcing him to crash into one of the buildings.
The slayer shook his head from the impact and tried to stand but realized that he couldn't. He looked at the back of his coat to see that it was covered in ice. No, it was ice. Shit... He thought, slipping his arms out of the useless coat and drawing the Blue Rose. He had to get to Dante before the elder got hit by one of the Frosts.
"Kid!" Nero turned in the direction of the voice to see the older devil slayer slashing at the groups of ice demons a few yards away from him. Dante blocked one of the Frosts attacks, his demon sword Rebellion not being affected by the frozen touch.
"Dante, don't let them touch you. One hit my coat and it turned to ice." He was so distracted by trying to warn the elder that he didn't see the Frost beside him raising his arm for an attack. Dante noticed that Nero had stopped dodging to warn him and saw the ice demon's movements.
"Nero, Move!" The older man nearly screamed at the younger hunter. Nero didn't understand what the other had said fast enough as the Frost slammed it's claws into him, tossing him across the ground. The younger slayer gripped at his left shoulder with his devil bringer as pain tore at it. He opened his watering eyes when he finally stopped skidding and gasped as he saw that his shoulder had turned into clear ice. Nero bit his lip in pain as the ice started climbing across his skin, freezing more of his flesh and turning it into clear ice.
Dante slashed at the Frosts again, looking over his shoulder and half expecting the kid to be back on his feet. It hit him that something was wrong when he saw Nero lying on the snow covered ground and the demons ignoring him. The older devil slayer blocked another hit from the ice demon in front of him before rolling and running towards the younger man.
"Hey, kid!" Dante growled and bit the inside of his cheek when he saw the ice crawling across Nero's neck. The younger man's eyes were tightly closed as his face twisted in pain. The elder hunter's mind raced as he tried to think of a way to stop the ice from consuming the young man's entire body.
"Fuck!" Nero cried out as he clutched at his chest, the ice attacking the flesh there after his human arm was completely frozen. Dante felt his heart racing, feeling helpless at the fact that he couldn't do anything for the other hunter.
A loud screeching above him reminded that he wasn't alone with the other man. He rolled away from Nero so that the Frosts would not hurt him any further. Dante did not want to be away from the younger devil slayer, not when there could be something he could do to stop the ice. The elder slayer could only hope that this wouldn't be the last time he fought along side the younger man. The thought brought ignored tears to his eyes as he heard Nero scream before every inch of his body was completely clear ice.
