A/N: I am SO SORRY FOR MY EPIC FAILURE! Here is the completed version of the chapter! I am 100% sorry! Please forgive me and enjoy!
"Andrew, I want you to stay here with the children. Lady give him one of your guns."
"What? No."
"Lady!"
"Okay, okay." Lady handed Andrew a .45 mm pistol. "Don't shoot yourself…"
"Mommy, I want to go too!" Aiden said.
"Aiden, you know you can't come with us. It's too dangerous." I said eye level with my son.
"But dad said that we won't be separated."
"And we won't Aiden. Mommy and Daddy have to take care of a few bad guys. We just want you and your sister safe. Protect your sister Aiden. Okay?" He nodded. I then whispered in his ear, "And protect Andrew, I don't think he knows how to use the gun."
"And I do?"
"I know that you're father taught you how."
Aiden's eyes widened and gasped. "How?"
"Mommy knows things." I winked at him and patted his head. "Be good. Okay? And remember what I said."
"Okay, mommy." Aiden's face went from happy to sadness in a flash. I took Aiden's hand and walked him over to Andrew who was listening and taking notes from Lady on how to use a gun.
"What are you going to do? Read your notes before you shoot? You would be dead!" Lady exclaimed.
"S-sorry! I never used a gun before."
"Jeesh. Aiden can do better and he's a kid!"
"S-sorry!"
"Stop saying sorry!"
"Sorry!"
"Oh my god…"
"Breathe, Lady. Use your anger on those who we are going to fight."
"Yes, yes." She sighed and walked over where the rest of our group were.
"Apóy I want you protect them okay? And when things get bad. Get them out of here. Got it?" The dragon nodded and then nudged me with his head. "Don't worry, boy. I'll come back. And when I do I'll make your favorite dragon ice cream, 'kay?" The dragon's eyes lit up like a childs. He licked me twice in the face, causing me to laugh. I gave him a peck on his forehead.
"Mama!" Eva cried out. "Dada!"
Dante and I walked over to our baby girl who was being held in Andrew's arms.
"Come here baby girl." Dante said as he took her from Andrew's arms and put her in his. "You be good okay?"
"M'kay!" Eva said with smiles and giggles. I don't think she really understands what was going on. Don't I wish I was innocent as she was. "Mama!"
"Hey, sweetie." I said taking her little baby hands and kissing them.
"Dawn cry mama!" She said placing one of her hands on my cheek. I looked right into her innocent greyish colored eyes. Then it was like I was sucked into another word, but a world that I couldn't do anything but watch.
It was a vision. My daughter was showing me her vision. We were in Devil May Cry's first floor. Dante sitting at his desk with his feet up reading a magazine, empty pizza boxes and empty glasses that had strawberry sundae in it. The phone rings, he sighs and drops the magazine and picks up the old phone. "Devil May Cry." He said into the phone. "No. This is not the pizzeria you moron." And hangs up. "Dumbass…"
"Dad!" A girl's voice called out from the stairs. I followed Dante's eyes. There on the stairs was a young girl about eight or so, with long blonde hair in two curly pig tails. She was wearing a pink Lolita type dress, and a pink pair of converses.
"Eva?" I mumbled.
"Eva!" Dante said answering my question. He had a smile on his face and it seemed to light up when he looked at his daughter. When Eva was off the stairs, he walked over and picked her up and spun around causing the child to laugh. "Did you get the flowers?"
"Yes. I got a mixture of the red and white roses. Their upstairs in a vase, I'll take them out when we're about to leave. When's Aiden coming back?"
"He took a job. He said he'll back before we leave."
"Dad!" Dante stopped spinning, and set Eva down. "Aiden's only fifteen!"
"And you're eight. A very mature eight year-old…"
"Yes, why did you give Aiden a job?"
"He asked for it, and he's getting paid. Besides it's an easy job. Low level demon, and Uncle Nero is watching him."
Eva sighed and shook her head. Then a moment later laughter of two men came through the door. A tall man with silver hair and his demon arm around a shorter man with a black hair with streaks of white hair, were laughing and covered in green ooze.
"What happened?" Eva said looking at the shorter man.
"The demon exploded." The man responded. "Hey, dad, I made three hundred dollars!"
"Really? I thought it was two hundred."
"They gave him an extra hundred for finishing before church hours." The demon arm man said.
"Thanks for watching out for him, Nero." Dante said shaking hands with him.
"No problem man. Well I should be heading out, Kyrie is cooking my favorite tonight." With that he left.
"Aiden?" I said, my astral self-walked around examining the dirty kid. He was almost Dante's height, and his hair was becoming like his. "Whoa. Did you grow up, or what?"
"Come on, Aiden. Go wash up! You don't want to show up like that now do you?"
"Okay, okay. Eesh. Your sounding like Aunt Patty."
"No, Patty's worse…" Dante mumbled as he walked back to his desk. "Eva, you need help with the food?"
"Hm? Oh, no. It's all set. I made everyone's favorite sandwiches. All I have to do is put them in the picnic basket… speaking of which. Do you know where it is?"
"Hmmm… I think it's in my closet…I'll go get it." He went upstairs, Eva following him. My astral self followed them like a ghost. The place looked the same but with more color, the tiles were different, and all the kitchen appliances are all new and stainless steel. On the refrigerator where images of us, and the children at different ages. There were even drawings that the kids had done when they were children. There was one drawing that was very detailed and realistic of me. There was a signature of ES. Eva had drawn it. My little girl was a special little girl.
Eva sat on the bed while Dante was taking stuff out of the closet. "Is this it?" He said holding a big wooden sewn basket, when he opened it, there was a red and white checkered cloth lining it.
"Yup!" Eva said grabbing it and running off back into the kitchen.
Dante smiled at his daughter on her way out, but the smile disappeared when he glanced at his dresser. He sighed and walked over to the old brown dresser. He traced his fingers along the edge of it collecting the dust on the tip of his fingers. Everything else was spotless, except for the dresser that had picture frames all over the top.
Dante's index and middle fingers had reached the end of the dresser. And at the end, Dante had felt what he was searching for. The carving of D + C forever with a heart around it. He smiled when looked upon the old memory.
"What you smiling at?" I said, knowing that he wouldn't be able to hear me. I looked down to where he was looking at and smiled back. "Oh, hey... I remember that. It was a few days after the whole incident at the institution. We were looking for a place to stay, and we found this thing," I patted the dresser, "on the sidewalk with a for free sign. We took it and fixed up. You wanted something to say that it was ours...So you took my pocket knife and carved that in..."
Dante's eyes began to venture among the picture frames that were collecting dust, over the years that have gone. It had all our years in it from the time where I suckered him into a photo booth, to our wedding day, a collage of our honeymoon pics and the birth of our two kids. Our memories were on that old dresser.
"Eva! Get out of here!" Aiden yelled probably from the bathroom.
"Oh, grow up." Dante heard Eva mumble, as she came out of the hallway bathroom with a hand towel in hand.
Dante rolled his eyes. "Play nice you two..."
"Dad, do you want wine or beer?"
"Beer. Wine is not an alcoholic drink..."
"Yes it is..."
"Not as much as vodka or shots..."
"Why are you telling your eight year old daughter this?"
"Because my eight year old daughter is mature and won't drink until she is at least sixteen."
"Excuse me?" I said putting my hands on my hips on my astral self's hips. "She nor Aiden will be drinking until they are twenty one mister. Why am I even arguing with you? You can't even hear me for god sakes!"
"Aiden, hurry up! We're going to be late!"
"We are not going to be late, Eva. Calm down, don't be like Aunt Patty." Eva stuck her tongue at her older brother.
"Well I want to get there now!" Now she was acting like a eight year old.
"Hurry up son, you know how impatient your sister gets. Eva, you done with the basket?"
"Yes, sir!" She said saluting her father.
He chukled. "Go put it in the convertible."
"Aye, aye sir!" She took the basket and scurried away.
"Aiden, you take another minute and I will drag you to the car in your towel."
Aiden came out of the bathroom, fully dressed, his hair askew and drenched. "You wouldn't dare..."
"Who knows... Just get in the car."
"Yes sir..." Aiden mumbled which caused him to get a slap on the back of the head from Dante.
Before leaving the second floor, Dante hurried back into the main bedroom and and opened the first draw in the old dresser, he digged through his neatly (now not so neatly) clothes and grabbed what he was searching and quickly closed the draw and ran down the stairs.
"Everyone ready?" Dante asked locking the door behind him.
"Yup!" Eva said sitting in the back seat with a smile on her face. Adien nodded and placed his headphones in his ears.
"What don't like my music?"
"Too... heavy metal..." Aiden said not sure what to think of his father's music.
"I like it!" Eva said strapping in the middle of the back seat.
"Let's go." Dante said putting the car on and switching his music on.
Their destination was a cemetery, the Sunset Rose's Cemetery to be exact. I had no idea why they were there. Maybe to see an old friend or a job.
Dante took the basket and walked past tons of graves, Sunset Rose was a very large Cemetery that held thousands of not so rested spirits, and hundreds of spirits that are just parting it up in heaven or hell or wherever.
"I'll race you to the top!" Eva said smiling at her brother.
"Aiden laughed. And ran up the hill with his sister. Dante walked behind them watching like a father would. They were running up a hill that held a giant willow tree.
"I win!" Eva said as she went through the tree's vines (or branches or whatever you want to call willow trees things...)
Through the vines was an angel grave stone. And on that grave stone was a name. And not just any ones names. It was my name.
A/N: Once again, I am SO SORRY! DX if it will happen again PLEASE OH PLEASE notify me!