Okay, just to let you know, sex is involved in this chapter, just a warning...;)
Chapter Four
"Welcome to the catacombs." Ailie gestured around her as the group recovered from her spell. "I know I said earlier they were not safe, but that was before I knew we were dealing with a dragon. The dragons are forbidden from coming here, to do so would be their death."
"So what do we do now?" Dante asked. "Just hide here?"
"You can do whatever you want." Ailie said. "I need to stay here until I can figure out what to do about the giant dragon that wants me dead. I need some sort of attack plan, but I need to know the dragon's weakness. I need to get in touch with Lazuk, but doing so would require me to travel to the Roxul Mountains, and I'm no fool to charge into enemy territory."
"What about if someone went on your behalf?" Nero asked.
"Going in through the front door won't work." She replied. "Whoever went would have to locate Lazuk first, and then find an alternative way into the mountains. I'm not sure if she is even alive or not, and if she is, Bakumut probably had her imprisoned to keep her from interfering."
"How would you find her?" Dante asked.
"I'd have to search for her telepathically, and that could take a while; also, while I'm searching for her, I will not be inside my body, so someone would have to be here so I can return. If I return and my body is not where it was originally, I will stay in astral form until I can find it again. And if my body is killed, I will be a spirit forever." She replied.
"Well, we got time; would you be able to do it here?" Trish asked.
"I could, but I do not have any of my supplies. Thankfully, my home is not far from here, so it should be relatively easy and quick to find them." Ailie answered, striding off into a nearby dark corridor.
"Is it a good idea for you to wander off on your own?" Vergil asked after her. "Did you forget a dragon is trying to kill you?"
"He can't enter the catacombs." She said. "But if you are concerned for my safety, perhaps an escort is in order?" She continued down the corridor.
"I suppose we could go." Lady said, indicating herself, Trish and Lucia.
Lucia nodded as Trish followed Ailie.
"Wait up!"
When the women had disappeared into the shadows, Vergil sighed and leaned against a nearby wall. "That woman-"
"Frustrated?" Dante asked, putting the tip of Rebellion against the floor of the cave and resting his elbows on it.
"Very much so." Vergil replied. "It seems she is never happy, or tired for that matter."
"She's only acting so weird because she hasn't slept in almost three days. Watch out when it finally hits her, she'll act much different."
"And how do you know?" Nero asked. "It isn't like any of us have seen her in the last forty years. So how do we know she'll act the same?"
"Ah kid," Dante said. "Ailie's never gonna change. She's just putting up a good front because she's had a lot to deal with lately."
"Again, how do you know?"
"Dante is not as dense as he may appear to be at times." Vergil answered. "He can be quite…perceptive when he wants to be. He's right about Andorra though, she is under stress at the moment. Regardless, she needs to rest."
Dante snorted. "Ha, try telling her that, especially before she wants to look for that dragon friend of hers. That'll go over well."
"Shut up Dante."
Nero chuckled to himself.
"Whatever," Dante said. "I'm going look around for a bit." He shouldered Rebellion before walking off down a different corridor than the women had taken.
"Never did like being wrong." Vergil said, watching his brother's retreating back before sighing again and closing his eyes.
"Got that right." Nero agreed. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Why not."
"What do you see in her? Ailie I mean."
Vergil opened his eyes and fixed them on his son. "What do you mean?"
"What made you fall in love with her?"
"Why do you want to know that?"
"I'm just curious is all." Nero said. "You don't have to say if you don't want to."
"I would prefer not to." Vergil answered, closing his eyes once again.
Nero shrugged his shoulders before deciding to go for walk himself.
"Later." He called to the still form of his father.
Vergil grunted a reply and was silent again.
"So what are we looking for?" Lucia asked when they had reached the place Ailie called home when she was in the Underworld.
"Candles, salt, a box of matches. If you three could find those for me, I have to find the tome that has the correct spell."
"Sure." The trio replied as Ailie ascended her staircase.
She reached the hallway, and went to the door located all the way at the end to the right. Opening the large oaken door, she stepped into her study, and began to rummage through the boxes of books she had accumulated over the years.
After several minutes, she found the one she needed, and blew the dust off of it before opening the cracked leather cover. The pages were slightly yellowed, but still readable; the demon language as familiar to her as if she had known it all her life. She closed the book again, sending a small puff of dust into the stale air.
"Hmm, maybe I should return more often so I can clean the place." She said to herself. "It's been awhile since I've done so."
She exited the study, closing the door behind her before making her way to the stairs. As she descended, she could hear the other demons rustling around as they looked for the supplies.
"Ha!" She heard Trish call out triumphantly. "I found matches!" The blonde held the small box above her head.
"It's not a contest!" Lady said, secretly miffed Trish had found something first.
"I can't find anything." Lucia said.
"That's the washroom!" Trish said, laughing. "C'mon let's try the kitchen."
"Aha, here's some salt." Lady said, picking up a small blue bag. "No, that's sugar. Salt's in a can."
"Finding everything?" Ailie asked, knowing the answer.
"Not quite." Lucia answered, moving a strand of her crimson hair away from her face. "We have the matches, but cannot find the salt and candles."
"Try the drawer by the sink." Ailie said, pointing just behind Lady.
Lady opened the drawer to find four long tapered candles. "Is this enough?" She asked.
"Yeah, as for the salt, Lucia, try that door behind you."
The she-demon turned to open the small cupboard, and found a small canister of iodized salt. "Ah, salt."
"Well ladies, that's all the supplies, let's head back to the antechamber. Hopefully the men won't have gotten lost."
"Ha!" Trish laughed. "Don't forget, Dante is in the group.
"True." Ailie replied with a smile as they stepped out of the small home.
"And knowing Vergil, he won't have moved from where we left him." Lady said, adjusting Kalina Ann on her back.
"What of Nero?" Lucia asked.
"Got me there." Lady said. "There's no telling with him."
"Got that right." Trish agreed. "I find it hard to believe at times that he's Vergil's son.
"I know." Lady said. "You know what I think-"
Ailie pulled her thoughts away from the conversation, staying within her own subconscious as they walked along the darkened corridor with its towering walls and many openings. Some were filled with bodies of the dead, while others lay empty, awaiting the day they would be the final resting place for a royal demon or demoness. Ailie retreated further within herself, eventually resurfacing memories she had long forgotten.
She was sixteen again, and her family had thrown her a surprise party, during which her father had passed his beloved gun, Black Death, down to her.
'Now Andorra' she heard his voice echo. 'This gun has been passed down to the eldest member of our family for generations. It has been modified over the years as parts become hard to find, but its function and meaning are still the same. In this day and age, you are now a young woman, worthy of carrying on the family legacy and crest. I present to you your coming-of-age gift, my beloved companion in many battles, my pistol, Black Death.'
Andorra then, Ailie now, had taken the gleaming firearm from her father, gently tracing the weapon's name with her fingers. She had promised to treasure it always, until it was her time to pass it on. She had no idea then that this would be the last time she would see her family alive again.
Then her mother had given her another gift, one she knew her daughter had been wanting for as long as Ailie could remember.
Her Sais.
Ailie had felt love swell in her heart as her mother handed her the weapons. 'I know you have been fascinated with these since you could walk, so I decided if you were old enough for a gun, then you could handle these as well. Along with this.'
At that time, her mother had removed a hematite ring from her ring finger and presented it to her daughter.
'The color is that of my clan, of which I am the last." Her mother had said. "It is passed from mother to daughter when the daughter is old enough to leave home. I have passed it to you early, seeing as how you are more than capable to protect yourself."
"Mother?" A teenage Ailie had asked. "What about the amulet around your neck?"
Her mother had touched the silver stone around her neck. "Your father had given it to me on our wedding night. It will be passed to you in time-"
The memory faded, bringing Ailie to the present with the three women who had been her companions for years before these recent events.
"Ailie?" Lady asked, her bi-colored eyes concerned. "You okay?'
The Queen nodded. "why?"
"You seemed like you…weren't here."
"I wasn't, not mentally." Ailie replied. "I took a trip down memory lane, quite literally."
"Ah, well some part of you was here, because you managed to lead us back to the place we started from."
Ailie looked around to find they had indeed arrived back into the antechamber.
"Where's Dante and Nero?" Trish asked.
"Walking." Vergil replied as he emerged from the shadows. "They should be back shortly."
"I need them back soon." Ailie said, gathering the supplies from the women. "Like, before I finish the setup for the spell."
Vergil nodded and walked down the corridor he had seen Dante and Nero disappear into.
"Lucia go with him please." Ailie asked. "Your tracking skills would be of great help."
The demon nodded and hurried after the dark twin
After several minutes of walking, Vergil and Lucia had managed to find both Dante and Nero's scents, and followed the trails throughout the twists and turns of the labyrinthine catacombs.
"Do you think it's wise for her to perform this spell on such little sleep?" She asked.
"No, but you know as well as I that she will not listen to anyone." He replied.
"Not even to you?"
Vergil shook his head and sighed. "Not right now."
"She is still wary." Lucia deduced after a quick glance at his face.
"Yes. She is recovering from wounds that are deeper than anyone could have imagined, and they are mostly due to me."
"You cannot blame yourself alone for this."
"I don't." Vergil said. "It's also what she had done over the years during her reign. Her actions have nearly driven her to madness. And all in the pursuit of a way to end the pain while still living. Though her quest failed, she fell back onto her masochism."
Lucia said nothing while she let his words hang in the air.
"She never had a chance to heal completely from her family's death." She said. "And then losing the baby was a hard blow for her. Then shortly after, the knowledge she was to become Queen was weighing on her shoulders quite heavily. I helped her at times in her quest to search for you, but eventually we lost touch, and she lost hope when she learned she was losing her mind.
"I tried to comfort her, but it was not the same to her." Lucia finished.
"The baby." Vergil said. It was the first it had been mentioned aside from the incident concerning Ailie and himself. "So she did lose it…"
"You did not know?"
"Aside from the incident itself, it was never mentioned. I never thought to ask, because I had forgotten. I know it sounds horrible, but amnesia is a funny thing."
Lucia nodded. "I understand how you feel. When Arius cast me aside, I was gripped by amnesia because I had forgotten my services to him, and yet Matier raised me as her own. I still cannot remember what things I may have done while working for Arius."
Vergil sighed but kept walking.
"When I got hit in the head, I forgot all the good things that had happened to me since Andorra had entered my life. But when I came back from the darkness, I remembered the evil things I had done, and still I cannot recall every detail from before then. Aside from what has been told to me by Dante and Andorra herself, I know nothing aside from the fact that she was pregnant. I feel as if she is repulsed by this knowledge."
No." Lucia said. "She does not see you as a heartless person, merely a person who has strayed from his chosen path of light. She has already forgiven you in her heart, but she does not want to show it yet, because she is still wounded, and healing her will take quite a while. Do you think you are up to the challenge?"
Vergil's hand balled into fists at the question. "I don't know." He said. "I want nothing more than for her to be happy, but I don't know if I can."
Lucia said nothing, this time, letting him think about what he had said.
"I think we are close to Dante and Nero." She said after a few moments of silence. "The scent is getting stronger."
Vergil nodded, but stayed silent as they closed the distance between his brother and son and themselves.
"Vergil?"
"Yes, Lucia?"
"During this feud between her and the dragon, Ailie will rely heavily upon you for support and comfort. Be sure that you are there for her. You go back, I will find Dante and Nero" And with that, the woman was enveloped in a cloud of white feathers as she triggered to her demon form, flying off ahead of him.
Dumbfounded for a moment, Vergil regained his composure before sighing. He decided to heed the female warriors' words, and began to form an image of Ailie in his mind. When she was crystal clear, he closed his eyes, and teleported back to the antechamber, where Trish and Ailie were pouring over the old book while Lady was sleeping against the wall.
"Did you find them?" Trish asked as he opened his eyes again.
"Lucia has located them, so I returned here." He replied.
Trish sighed in relief before turning to converse with Ailie.
"So, what all do we need to do?"
"We need to make a design with the salt, but I can't remember what it is." Ailie said. "And I'm having a hard time finding it in the book." She was flipping through the yellowed pages carefully, so as not to tear them.
Vergil looked at the woman sitting on the floor of the cave, her back hunched as she continued to peruse the tome.
"Maybe you should rest before performing this spell." He suggested. "Let me find the insignia while-"
"No." Ailie said. "I appreciate your concern, but I won't be able to rest until I can find Luzak."
"You will risk your health for a reptile?" He asked, his temper flaring once again.
Ailie was on her feet in an instant, standing before him. "Luzak is not just some dragon to me. She is a long-time companion of my family, and a personal friend to me. If I can contact her, we may be able to rally some of the dragons and take down Bakumut with little to no effort on our part. Please do not disrespect her again."
"Ailie-" Trish began, but she was cut off as Lucia appeared from nowhere, with Dante and Nero in tow.
"We're back!" The red devil announced when he had landed, a smile on his handsome face.
"That was…discomforting." Nero said as he swayed slightly.
"Teleportation is not for everyone." Vergil said, slightly disappointed in his son.
"I'll say." Lady chimed in as she stood to her feet, brushing dust off of her. "When you two fight, could you do it a bit more quietly?" She asked, looking at both Ailie and Vergil.
Ailie said nothing as she turned back to flip through the weathered leather-clad book.
Lucia gave him a pointed look before shaking her head.
"Perhaps if the woman wasn't so stubborn," he growled before heading off by himself in the direction Ailie had gone when she had left for supplies.
"Hey!" Dante called after him. "We get back and you're going to leave? What the hell kind of welcome is that?"
"Let him go." Ailie said. "He'll come back when he's ready."
"You sure about that?" Lady asked, eyeing the blue twin as he was engulfed by the shadows. "No offense, but you know how he is. What if he decides to leave and not come back?"
A searing pain gripped Ailie's heart as she realized the very real possibility of this suggestion.
"Alright, fine." She said, handing the book to Lucia. "Try to find the illustration we need please."
Lucia nodded her head as Ailie hurried after Vergil.
"Vergil!" He heard his name called as he was leaning against one of the walls. He turned his head in the direction the voice had come from, and was slightly surprised to see Ailie appear from the darkness. Not surprised enough to greet her with open arms however as she approached even closer.
"What do you want?" He asked, his back turned to her.
"To apologize." She replied quietly. "I haven't been very civil since Bakumut threatened me, and I'm sorry."
"Why do you insist on running yourself through the wringer when you know that you do not have the strength for it?" He asked.
"Maybe we're more alike than we used to be." She replied, moving to stand in front of him.
"Picking up on another's bad habits is not good for you." He said, meeting her gaze.
"It certainly doesn't feel bad." She stepped forward to put a hand on his arm. "Maybe I could do with a good rest-" Her words were cut off as Vergil lifter her into his arms and kissed her softly.
"That was unexpected." She said breathily as he pulled away a few seconds later.
"So was your apology." He replied, gently running his fingers along her braided hair.
"Really?" She asked, a smirk beginning to form on her face. "Anything else I've done lately come unexpected to you?"
"Quite a few things come to mind…"
"Is this one of them?" She asked before kissing him again, pulling him to her in a passionate embrace as she tangled her long fingers in his silver hair. Ailie heard him growl low in his throat as she opened her mouth to let her tongue greet his. His snaked along hers, and she shivered with a warmth she had not felt in ages, hoping maybe this time she wouldn't screw it up as she had back at the hotel.
Once again Vergil lifted her into his arms before placing her back against the wall, her legs hooking around his waist. He deepened the kiss further, and he felt her shudder with delight and pleasure. His hands found their way under her shirt, caressing her soft, creamy skin. He could feel hers on his shoulders, pushing his coat off. He shrugged and it fell to the floor of the cave as her hands began to explore his skin.
. She pulled away to catch her breath as he pushed her shirt up over her breasts, revealing her black bra.
"Wait." She said. "I think we need to finish this somewhere a little more private."
"And just where would that be?" He asked, a little irritated she had just thougth of this now.
Suddenly, Vergil found himself falling onto a bed, with Ailie underneath him.
"What the-"
"Welcome home." She said, and he realized she had teleported them into the house they had once shared, and they were now in their old bedroom. The furniture needed dusting, but the bed looked as it did the day he'd left.
"How-?" He started to ask, but was cut off as Ailie removed her shirt, pants, and boots and jumped on the bed and under the covers.
"Coming?" She asked mischievously, a wicked smile playing on her features.
"Soon." He promised, removing his clothes as well before slipping in next to her.
He grabbed her and pulled her to him roughly, covering her body with his as he kissed her deeply, leaving her breathless. He then began to kiss his way down her body, starting with her neck. He nipped her gently at her collar bone and he felt her shiver under him. He trailed lower, stopping just above her bra.
He ripped the fabric down the middle and threw the scraps across the room.
"Hey!" She protested. "That was part of a set that cost me thirty bucks!"
"That explains why it tore so easily…" He teased before kissing her once more. Any argument she was going to say was erased as he rubbed his hands over her breasts, feeling the nipples pearl in his hands. He replaced one hand with his mouth, causing her to gasp sharply. His free hand made its way to her underwear, his fingers slipping just inside the thin fabric.
Ailie arched her hips slightly, telling him what she wanted, but she was unprepared for the sensation that flooded her blood as he slipped one into her. In reaction to this, Ailie slipped her hand between them until she found his erection, and gripped it tightly before rubbing the length of the shaft. Vergil responded by slipping another finger into her heat and toying with her.
Ailie's mind spun as she was slowly losing herself to the waves of pleasure now coursing through her body. Her nerves tingled and her muscles were tightening ever so slightly as he tore the fabric from her, it joining the ruined bra on the floor.
Vergil moved his mouth from her breast to her neck again, and moved her hand away from his cock as he slid into her. She screamed slightly as he buried himself to the hilt within her, letting become accustomed to his again before slowly rocking his hips to withdraw. He felt her hands on his back, pulling him closer as her muscles tightened around him.
No words passed between them as they continued their silent dance of passion, Ailie's breath becoming short and labored as she struggled to hold her release. When it was almost too much, Vergil flipped then until she was straddling him atop his waist. He pulled her to him to kiss her again, his hands untangling the braid of her hair so she could be wrapped in its silky length.
Once he had done this he rocked his hips upward, causing her to gasp again, but this time he did not hesitate in his actions. The feel her wrapped around him, her hands gripping his shoulders as his caressed her breasts was something he had not felt in decades, and he did not want to squander the moment to sensitivity. He knew she could handle him; she had done so many times before this night.
Again he rolled until he was above her, his hips rocketing into hers until she began to squirm under him. Her temperature began to climb and her muscles tightened until she could bare it no more. Her back arched as she came, her nails digging into his skin, the sweet pleasure-pain of it all bringing him to near completion as her body's spasms began to subside.
"That's not all?" She taunted as his pace slowed.
"Have you learned nothing from our past?" His voice was low and husky as he pulled her into a sitting position on his lap, thrusting into her again. "I just hope you can keep up."
"When have I ever not been able to?" She managed to ask before the ability to speak was taken from her.
Hate to leave you hanging, but u will see why in the next chapter. Hope you enjoyed. And plese tell me if i did an okay job with this, it was my first attempt at this in any of my stories. Thanks!