Authors Note:
Title: Outside the Box
Rated M: for sexual and violent content/innuendos, language and nudity
Pairing: DantexOc
Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry, Dante, or any other DMC character I decide to bring in...I do own Emily, and any random characters that may appear :)
Chapter Nine: Summoned Swords
"Dante!" Emily cried out, straining to hold him up, her muscles burning at his weight and her back arched.
Dante's eyes were clouded over with pain, and his mouth wide open in a silent scream, his hands shaking. His skin was cold and clammy, pale as though he were a ghost…
Emily was dead frightened as she held Dante up, her knees shaking from the fear of being alone with this demon who had taken Dante out as though he were nothing but a fly…and all by just looking at him. Emily hadn't been affected…and she wondered if it was because she didn't look directly into his eyes, or because he wasn't aiming for her. Either way, she didn't want to find out, and the only person who could possibly save her from it, was nothing but dead weight in her arms.
Not being able to hold him up any longer, Emily gently placed him on the ground, careful not to bang his head on the ground or hurt him. She stood up, looking at the demon whose eyes had gone back to being a solid dull green color. The yellow was nowhere to be seen in his eyes. Instead, he looked at Emily through his dead eyes, staring almost through her.
"You are that girl…" It was more of a statement than anything else, and he said it to her with a dead, calm voice, as though he hadn't just put Dante into some mental trap.
Emily's lip quivered and she bit her bottom lip with her teeth. "What did you do to Dante?" She whispered, trying to calm her voice.
Ryoka stared at her and placed his skinny, stick like arms behind his back. "I placed Dante in what I call the torture chamber…" He said taking a step towards Emily. "He's trapped inside his mind, being tortured by whatever his mind sees as torture…all I have to do is look into someone's eyes and they become prisoners in their own mind…"
Emily started to shake, and glanced down at Dante, whose beautiful blue eyes were still clouded over, but his shaking had stopped and his mouth closed in a tight, death lock. Her eyes averted back to the skeleton demon in front of her. "Leave him alone…" She said, taking a brave step over Dante, standing in front of his motionless body.
Ryoka's lips smirked upward as he stared at her, his eyes never blinking. "I wonder if Master Vergil knows you're still alive…I must inform him of this sudden unforeseen event…"
Emily stood her ground, trying to ease the fear in her mind creeping up and trying to control her body. But she wouldn't have fear overrule protecting Dante, since he was currently out of the game. "He already knows…now get Dante out of his head…!" She tried to demand, but found her voice lacking the authority to even raise one hair on the back of his neck.
The demon chuckled, stopping his slow advancement. "Oh, I can't get them out once they're in. It's his mind you know. I just trap them there, and they kill themselves with their own fears." He explained. "If that doesn't work, I end up killing them if they awake…but the chances of them waking up are very slim."
Emily felt the breath in her lung suddenly disappear and she felt overwhelmed, thinking Dante may never come out of the mental disaster that was his mind. Dante had secrets that were obviously coming out whenever something new showed up. So she could only imagine what was inside his head at the moment.
"What do you plan on doing?" Emily found the more she talked, the more she could raise her voice, to get it to a level where her fear would back down.
"Simple…after about five minutes, my powers will return, and I will put you in the same spell I put the son of Sparda in, and take you to my Masters…"
Masters?
Emily knew of Vergil, since he had called Vergil his master not even two minutes ago…but there was two of them? Her mind drew back to Karayan, and how she said master as well…could she be talking about Vergil? Or someone else? Everything was way too confusing right now, since there were now two masters…
"What do you mean by 'Masters'?" She asked. "You have two of them?"
Ryoka cocked his head to the side. "Well yes…I have Master Vergil, and Master Isha…both are very powerful…though Master Isha fears Master Vergil…"
Emily shivered, hearing their names and again Ryoka took long strides towards Emily, closing the gap between them rapidly. Gulping, Emily realized she wouldn't be able to protect Dante if she was tripping over him, and since he was out for the count anyway, she had to draw his attention when she moved away from him, so he doesn't decide to go after Dante to get to her. Emily glanced quickly around the room, trying to find something to distract or hit him with, but nothing besides chairs popped out at her. Having a slight panic attack, Emily looked down at her feet and realized there was a large crack under the wood, running to where Ryoka was walking.
Cautiously and experimentally, Emily took a step forward, hearing the wood creak and groan. When she placed her entire weight on it, it cracked and snapped, but never gave way to her one foot. She then realized if she put all of her weight onto the decaying wood, it would snap under her, and would take not only her, but Ryoka down to wherever the floor below them was, keeping Dante out of danger and her in his line of sight. Quickly, Emily realized he was two steps away before taking a step back and seeing Ryoka smirk, thinking she was going to retreat. Instead, Emily jumped with all of her might forward, slamming her feet into the rotting wood. Suddenly, the wood gave way and she slipped through, the wood snapping around her, following the large crack right under Ryoka, breaking beneath him and sending both of them toppling down. Emily screamed and realized she was falling hard and fast, and there would be no way she could break her fall without breaking something. Closing her eyes tight against the already dark opening, she slammed to the bottom, a cloud of dirt rising from her force and forced into her nose. Emily sneezed, bringing her hand up to cover her nose.
When her head stopped spinning, Emily realized she had landed on both of her feet.
Blinking startled, she checked her legs to make sure of no cracks or injuries before becoming confused. From what she experienced, the fall had been a long one, and that fall should have injured her in some way, especially since she somehow managed to land on her feet.
A cough came from directly in front of her and she paused as the rest of the dirt diminished, and she saw Ryoka, on his hands and knees, his eyes filled with dust and coughing it up from his lungs. He tried to speak, but kept coughing, covering his mouth, trying to free himself from the dirt's awful grasp.
Emily's mind kicked into gear and she looked behind her, seeing a wooden wall stretching from the dirt floor to the large hole above her, small pieces still falling from the ruined what was now, the ceiling. Emily grasped the wood, seeing holes in it from years of neglect and placed her foot on a wooden piece by the floor. She started to climb up, feeling her muscles strain against the pulling pressure. One hand first, and then a leg, and then a hand again. She repeated this motion for quite a few turned before realizing she had never climbed anything this extensive before. In fact, she had never climbed really anything before! And yet, her muscles, though with slight strain, didn't feel the pressure of climbing at all. As though she had done it her entire life.
Emily's mind was confused as she tried to sort through the information given to her. However, the information given by Ryoka was nothing compared to what was happening to her. Sudden regeneration powers? And how did she just happen to land on her feet perfectly without the pressure caving in her bones and snapping them? And what about this sudden feeling as though she had been rock climbing every single day of her life?
So many questions, and yet none of them held any answers.
A hand reached from nowhere and snagged her ankle, pulling her down hard. Emily lost grip of the wood, and she screamed, falling back to the dirt, this time on her back as air was torn away from her. She gasped for air and rolled onto her stomach, placing the palms of her hands on the dirt and looked up, seeing two sets of boots in front of her face. Ryoka glared down at her with menacing eyes and reached down, grabbing a bundle of her shirt and yanking her up off the ground. Emily felt air return to her lungs as Ryoka tossed her almost like a rag doll across the small chamber and to the wall on the other side.
Emily screamed and braced herself as her back collided with the wall and she crumpled to the floor, groaning.
"You're more of a pain then before…" He said, walking to her with a limp in his left leg, dragging it behind him. "What happened in that circle?" He asked himself.
Emily got up on her elbows looking up at him before pushing herself up off the ground. His eyes were still his dull green color, but they started to flicker yellow. He was going to use his strange powers on her.
'Over my dead body!' She thought and steadied herself on the wall.
"I don't know what happened in that circle…but something did, and I'm going to find out what! But right now, you hurt a dear friend of mine, and are standing in my way between me and the truth!" She yelled and launched herself at him.
Emily felt no fear as she floated through the air. She felt all the fearful emotions leave her body, anything that would hold her back; the thought of what consequences could happen because of her actions. All those thoughts fled from her mind as she remembered Dante who was above her, writhing in pain, trying to break free from Ryoka's stare. She had to protect him, just like he protected her for these past two hours.
Before Emily approached him, she noticed his flickering eyes were wide with shock, as she ran up to him and used her hands to shove him back onto his spine. She felt the air forcefully being pushed from his lungs and the force she put behind it. Ryoka had been knocked off his feet and with the shove Emily had given him, had flown from his spot to the side of the room where Emily had tried her escape. Emily stopped, seeing Ryoka hit the wall and fall to the ground on his arm. A loud CRACK! Broke through the silence, and Emily shivered, almost feeling as his arm bone broke in half. Emily brought her hands to her face, not believing she had enough force to knock him off his feet and to snap his arm.
Ryoka got up and glared, his eyes turning from green to the bright yellow, flashing his deadly orbs on her. Emily gasped and shut her eyes, covering them with her hands. She heard Ryoka get up and his breathing quicken.
"I'll send you to the depths of hell!"
Emily could hear him advance on her, and she took a step back. She couldn't look into his eyes, but without them, she couldn't see where he was. She could only rely on her hearing, and hope that when he attacked her, she would be ready. She tried to concentrate on his footstep (since his other leg was dragging), but all she could hear was her rapidly beating heart and her breath becoming quicker. She took another step back and heard him stop.
"No! Stay back!" Emily yelled as she felt his hand reach for her neck.
Ryoka's hand stopped, just slightly brushing her neck before it fell from mid-air, slightly smacking the bottom of her chin as he went. Emily shook and heard Ryoka choke and hit the ground, his body wiggle from what sounded to be pain.
Opening her eyes slowly, she gasped, taking a step back from Ryoka's body on the ground. His body was mangled from the beating he had received earlier from her, his left leg broken and twisted to the right. His broken arm flopped everywhere as his body spasm, and his clothes were drenched in blood. Emily looked to his chest, seeing some kind of blue spirit sword through his chest. Blood poured from his mouth, coating his teeth with the thick liquid as he slowly gagged on his own blood. His yellow eyes were nothing but beads as he stared up at the ceiling, his body convulsing, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he lay still.
Emily stood there in shock, looking at the dead demon as he turned to nothing but dust. The blue sword shimmered and disappeared into nothing but air, sprinkling the dust with glitter. Staring, Emily wondered what had just happened, and where that blue spirit thing had come from. Slowly inching around and away from Ryoka's dust, she began the chore of once again climbing the wall, edging closer and closer to the top, her fingers grasping the wood firmly. She didn't think about how she was able to climb the wall with ease, her mind was in complete shock.
When she reached the top, Emily grasped the edge and pulled herself up so the top half of her body was on the floor where she had met Ryoka. Pulling herself completely out of the hole, she groaned, flopping over and breathing heavily. Looking over to where she had left Dante, she noticed he was no longer there. Sitting up, completely alert, she looked around. "Dante?" She called out.
"Right behind you Em."
Emily turned so fast, she thought she was going to fall back into the hole where she had just climbed out of. Dante was sitting on the edge of the hole, looking at her with his clear blue eyes, almost scanning her as though she were a different person. His face was serious and he stood up from peering through the hole in the ground.
"Your alright." Emily smiled happily, standing up with him.
"Of course…his powers were nothing." He said in a distant voice.
Emily smiled. "Did you see what I did? I somehow defeated Ryoka! I'm so proud of myself! I didn't even need your help!"
Dante nodded. "I watched the whole thing…now I have a question…"
Emily frowned, noticing he was acting differently. "Dante…what is it? I thought you would be proud of me?"
Dante crossed his arms. "How do you know how to use Vergil's Summoned Swords?"
Ack! What is all this?
Emily being able to use a power only known to Vergil? Without the use of Yamoto?
O.O holy crap Emily, whats going on?
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