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Lies - Chapter 3 False Memories

The human world was in chaos; he had caused the chaos, the demons and lower devils tore up the human world, the screams of terror and pain were as sweet music while flames ravaged villages and towns.

"Nelo Angelo," a voice called and a large bird settled beside the figure.

"Is he here?" Nelo Angelo spoke to Griffon.

"I have not seen him." was the regretted reply.

"If you find him, leave him to me, I will kill Sparda for what he has done."

Vergil woke forcing the dream from his mind, he tried to shake it but he could still hear the screams, smell the blood, it was as if he was walking in memory, he shook it off and froze hearing something moving in the room, he sat up listening carefully, it was near…

"It's alright, it's only me." Trish soothed.

Vergil sighed and leaned back against the wall behind.

"You were restless in your sleep," she stated, knowing what was going on.

"It's nothing," he shook his head.

"Do you feel better?" she asked.

"The pain is gone, but I still can't see…it's…"

"You will get your sight back in time, whatever Dante did to you can be reversed, but it cannot all happen at once."

Vergil nodded slightly, "You mentioned Mundus before…what has he got to do with this?"

Trish sighed, "I know you will not like what I have to tell you, Nelo Angelo."

"I have heard that name before…in a dream…"

"It was not a dream, you have started to remember." Vergil frowned questioningly, "This will not be easy for you to accept, since you remember so little."

"Then help me," Vergil growled, "Don't waste anymore time."

Trish sighed, "I'll be blunt then. Vergil does not exist, he never has; you are and always have been Nelo Angelo, Sparda's second in command, until he betrayed us all and destroyed your body…your spirit remained however and you wanted revenge for what Sparda had done to you, your body was created as a double of his son to get to them both, just as I was created to stop Sparda."

"Stop him?" Vergil put in, getting more confused by the minute.

"What I should have told you before is that Sparda wasn't fighting for humanity, he was fighting for control over it, Sparda was not as benevolent as the stories say, I had to stop him…"

"But he sealed the Underworld…" Vergil argued.

"But he killed you, you forced him to seal it..."

"No," Vergil shook his head in denial, "It's…I…" his head bowed forward unable to find an argument, her words settling as true on his mind.

"You will remember in time Nelo…"

"No," he denied, somewhere in his mind he knew this was not real, yet that part was getting smaller and smaller, "Dante…"

"You don't know how he tried to kill me, do you?" she sighed and rested her head against his.

"Dante…" she was chained to a wall blood and welts covered her body, "Dante, please…"

Dante smirked maliciously and threw a dagger which embedded in her shoulder making her cry in pain, "Don't worry, I'll make Vergil's suffering worse than yours." He sneered and elicited more screams of pain from her.

Vergil pulled away, not wanting to believe what he had seen, but it felt too real to ignore.

"Nelo," Trish started.

"My name is Vergil."

Trish sneered, "No, Vergil never really existed, you know that and the sooner you remember the sooner you can finish what you started."

"And what was that?" Vergil growled.

"To destroy those that betrayed you…your so called brother," she smirked seeing how he stiffened as she mentioned his twin, "He hurt you badly, physically, mentally, he tried to do the same to me. Nelo…destroy him; take the power that is rightfully yours, the power you should have received on Sparda's death."

Vergil looked at her, unseeing at the mention of Sparda's power; it is what he had been searching for when he raised Temen-ni-gru and Dante had taken the power from him, his power. "That power should be mine." Vergil seethed angrily.

"You will get it back, you just need to rest now," a hand pressed lightly over his still slowly healing wound, "Heal."

Vergil sighed and lay back down and drifted into sleep.

Sparda stood opposite Nelo Angelo swords pointed at each other, neither moved to attack, both already bearing near fatal wounds, the two devils were evenly matched. "Stand down Nelo Angelo," Sparda said sternly, "Or I will kill you."

Nelo Angelo smirked, "Kill me? You know Sparda, if you give up this pointless pursuit to destroy our world I am sure Master will let you live…"

"I am not going back," Sparda said firmly and charged for the other devil.

Nelo Angelo parried the mighty blade but he did not see the smaller dagger until it was buried in him, his distraction was all Sparda needed to decapitate his one time comrade in arms.

Vergil's eyes shot open and he could see a little blurred light, a faint shadow moved at the side of him, "I'm remembering," he murmured softly, sensing it was Trish at his side, "He killed me…"

"Now do you believe me?" she asked, "Nelo?" she prompted when there was no reply.

"I…" he started, "NO…that never happened…" he denied yet what he was feeling from these so called memories was so real.

Trish looked to the amulet around his neck; she concentrated on it until the red gem began to glow.

"Vergil?" she spoke softly.

"My name is Nelo Angelo," he growled, a small smile graced her lips, "I want it back…everything I should have got on Sparda's death…I want his power…"

"And you will get it, I will let Master Mundus know you are well again." She left as he nodded with response.

Vergil sighed…no he was not Vergil, Vergil had never truly existed, he was Nelo Angelo, and he would take the high place the traitor Sparda once held.

Nelo Angelo followed Trish through the long corridors, his vision was slowly returning, but as of yet little more than blurred shadows.

"Nelo Angelo," a deep, somehow familiar voice boomed.

The Devil Knight knelt before the statue, "Master Mundus, I failed you before, I have no excuse for that, yet I return to you and accept whatever punishment you see fit for my failure."

"You did fail me," was the agreed statement, "However you remain loyal and return to me for punishment so I will be lenient this once and once only."

Nelo Angelo's breath caught in his throat, leniency was never given lightly but he knew better than to question Mundus' decision, he felt Trish gently tug at his arm; he stood and let himself be led away.

"You have been assigned to watch over me," he said irritatedly.

Trish nodded slightly, "You have been gone centuries Nelo Angelo, and your time in the human world has no doubt affected you; I am to help you readjust to life here."

"I don't need help," he said stubbornly, "Do you have a name?"

"Trish," she replied, "And if you don't need my help then feel free to find your own way around." Nelo Angelo growled and took a few unsure steps forward, the shadows in his vision danced around deceivingly, Trish caught his arms, "Give it time," she said softly.

"I don't need time," was the growled reply.

"Stubborn." She muttered under her breath, "I'll be back for you later," she said leading him to his room and left him alone.

see what happens when Arow is away? i destroy everything...well as much as i can

/grins/