Chapter 7

Vergil


I picked my way through the wreckage surrounding Mundus' tower. The local news was calling it a suicide attack by the remaining members of the Order. It appeared that Bob Barbas replacement was not a complete fool.

Unlike my brother. I hoped when Dante saw my visions for the future he would come around to the true way of thinking. His foolish infatuation with the humans would cease and together we would forge a new world.

Until then, however, I had to work in secret. Hiding from the brother I had just reunited with.

Here and there the constant light of Limbo peeked through cracks in the veil between the worlds. Where Yamato had shut the hell gate the veil was the thinnest. At first we had thought that both planes had merged, but they had only collided temporarily. Lucky for the humans. Still, here, at the site of the collision there were holes and fissures where the two worlds merged.

With a great deal of care and patience I finally made my way into the remains of Mundus' crushed office. Filled with debris and lacking two walls I found what I was looking for.

A huge crack, unlike the tiny peepholes, let me see into Limbo clearly. Malice surrounded the crack, easily taking root in the room that had seen so much hatred and evil.

After a moment of inspection I planted my feet firmly on the stone table in the center of the ruined room as I had when closing the hell gate. Then slowly and deliberately I reached my hand into the crack.

I wait a heartbeat. Then another. Then a cool slick hand grasped mine. As I pulled the hand entered the real world, followed by a grotesque oil black body.

"I didn't think you'd come, Vergil," came the surprisingly dry voice.

"Of course I did, cousin. Isn't that what family is for?"

Orange lantern-like eyes blinked at me and I felt a satisfied smile spread over my face.


Author's Note: Thanks a bunch to those who pointed out the issue with the last chapter. It should be fixed now.

Here's a short chapter about our second favourite Sparda twin :) More soon.