Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or its own characters, just my OC's
Recap: I went over the course of the day, I woke up and got molested by my favorite character from the game, nose bleed, watched said character get pinned to a wall with a sword, met other favorite characters. I then went into a very painful memory/nightmare, met three of this world's worst villains, got stabbed by my favorite character, then went shopping with a bunch of crazy women. I then went demon hunting, firebombing, shooting, and told off a politician in front of a news crew who later showed it to the entire city.
"Today was a good day." I mutter then turn over onto my stomach and go to sleep.
"Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events; isolation is the oxygen mask come make your children breathe in to survive. I'M NOT A SLAVE TO A-"
"Turn that off!" I hear an angry voice yell. I immediately turn over and bolt straight up; I blink the sleep out of my eyes while trying to figure out whats going on.
"I'M NOT A SLAVE TO A-"
"TURN IT OFF NOW OR I'M SHOOTING IT!" an angry female voice yells, oh shit its Lady.
I rush to my backpack, dragging my blanket along unfortunately, and found my Ipad on top of it, I immediately hit the snooze button after unlocking it.
"Sorry, I set the alarm for yesterday morning and I forgot it." I say aloud, and then go over to the railing that surrounds the loft, and looked down at the first floor. There I see Lady, Trish, and Lucia standing in front of the door, Vergil now getting dressed. My hands go to my eyes to prevent a nosebleed; I peek through to see him putting on his coat and then let my hand down.
"Whatever just get dressed and come down, we've got work to do today." Lady said, then walked to the door behind Dante's desk and went in.
I grabbed my black cargo pants I bought yesterday and slip them on, tearing off the tag afterward, then grab my second Creature Feature shirt with the little girl on it, and tear off that tag.
"DANTE, GET YOUR ASS UP NOW AND GIVE ME MY FUCKING MONEY!" I hear Lady yell, and then followed by a gunshot.
"Glad I got to see the better part of her in the morning." I comment while walking down the stairs, I had grabbed my coat, Guepe, Frelon, my wallet and Ipod to, as well as a bottle of Calypso.
"I agree with that statement." Vergil adds in, and then pops his neck, it seems so graceful. No quite thinking like that, wait crap stop staring Trish and Lucia are next to you idiot. The door opens and in walks Nero carrying a box that smells of heaven, and heaven smells like fresh baked doughnuts.
"I take it Lady is upstairs waking up Dante." He states. We all shake our heads and eye the box in his hands. He opens up the box and we all go for one of the pastries, I get two long john's for the hell of it, well actually because I was really hungry.
"So whats on today's agenda?" I ask after taking a big bite of my pastry.
"You have something on your cheek." Vergil says. So that's what that cool feeling is, I brush my finger where I feel the spot and a dollop of cream filling sticks to it. I lick it off and keep on eating, Vergil looks a little uncomfortable and the girls are giggling while Nero is looking confused. Huh?
Lady walks out of the back door and Dante follows behind her, rubbing his head and mumbling something, he's fully clothed, Aww I wanted to tease him some.
"You didn't have to shoot me you know." He grumbled as he got a doughnut of Nero's box.
"If you'd get up before 1 in the afternoon, then maybe I wouldn't have to shoot you." The raven haired woman retorts, then take a pasty for herself.
"She has a point." Vergil states, getting out of his uncomfortable demeanor, but for some reason he is avoiding eye contact with me, weird. Dante pouts as he finishes off his breakfast and reached for another, Nero beats him to it and shows off his victory with a smirk.
"Okay, I'll say it again, what is the plan for today?" I twist the top off my lemonade and take a swig, ah sweet, sweet black cherry.
"Well, usually we just wait for a job." Dante says reaching again for a bear claw, being successful for once.
"You mean, you wait for a job," Trish says, "The rest of us usually are the ones taking up the rest." I offer her some of my calypso and she accepts it and takes a sip. Immediately she looks like she tasted something strong and cringes forward a little. "That's sweet." It sounds a little bit accusingly.
I just shrug and take the bottle back, then take a swig for myself, "Not that bad for me." Nero motions for some and I hand over the bottle.
"You've probably rotted your teeth to the core." Trish confirms, Nero gags a little and holds the bottle out to look at it.
"Man, that's sweet." He then takes another sip and has a smaller reaction.
"Hey don't drink it all." I say, he hands it over and I take a swig.
"Anyway, today we actually have a few jobs, but that's their job." Lady says and motions to the others, being Nero, Dante, Vergil and Lucia. "The three of us having something else to do." She motions for the bottle and I hand it over.
"Okay, first what exactly are we doing today, and secondly whats the chances that your little fan club is waiting at the job sites?" Lady takes a sip and nods her head.
"This isn't so bad, grab me some when we leave." Gee, could you order me around some more. "And to answer your second question first, the chances are low, the job came from Morrison personally so any chance that those jackasses got ahold of any information is little to none."
"And the second?" I take back the bottle, and then hand it over to Lucia.
"We have a few things around town to do, and then we're going to get a view on your skills." Trish says.
"So basically I'm your chauffeur." I deadpan.
"Oh come on, I'm going to pay you." Lady says, "I did promise we'd try out your marksmanship." Vergil instantly started to scowl and glare at her.
"I'd need a gun to do that." I told her, ignoring Vergil's dark look.
Dante sticks his hand over his shoulder and points to the door he came out of with his thumb. "The room up the stairs and on the left, go into the closet and find yourself some you'll like." My face instantly brightens up to that of a kid on Christmas morning, Vergil looks uber pissed.
"Whats with you?" Nero asked, directed towards the scowling twin.
"Firearms are not honorable." He states, everyone except Lucia rolls their eyes.
"Yeah, well I'm not on the level your cat, so I'll take a gun please." I say with my arms crossed. He glowers at me, "Remember what I said about Grandma Florence." The glower darkens.
"I do not approve of you using them." He says flatly. I just raise my eyebrow at him.
"You 'don't approve', what are you my mother?" he growls at this and takes a step.
"Okay you two." Lady says, then steps in between us and raises her hands. "You two can work out the problems of your relationship later-"
"WE ARE NOT IN A RELATIONSHIP!" Vergil and I shout in unison. A vein starts to pulse on her forehead.
"Whatever, but right now," She turns to Vergil, "You guys need to get going." She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a piece of paper then hands it to him. "Jobs outside the city, there are a couple reports in four different locations; they are all on the way so Dante can drop each of you off." Vergil scowls and then takes it from her hand. I get done with the last of my other pastry and lick the tips of my fingers; Vergil stares then shakes his head and heads towards the door.
"Where you going Verge? We're not leaving for about 30 minutes." Dante tells him. The older twin scowls and goes to the couch and pulls a book out of nowhere.
"Okay, what is his problem?" I ask, the girls turn to look at me, "What?" they just roll their eyes and shake their heads.
"Go find a gun and meet us down here." Lady says, and then waves me off. I take the bottle back from Lucia, EW there's a lipstick ring, and I head up the stairs behind the door. I open the door to the bedroom, I assume it's Nero's because off some hoodies I see tossed onto a chair, the room is pretty much clean but it still looks like crap. I think it's the lack of lighting, or condition the furniture's in, so glad I took the loft.
I go to the closet next to the bed and open it, some more hoodies in there, some dress clothes, boxes on the shelves, but that's about it. On the bottom though is a different story, large seeing through plastic bins full of guns, and I mean FULL OF GUNS! I see just about every make and model, from glock to heckler and Koch, hey whats that in the back. It's a long metal tube with a piece of metal sticking out forty degrees and is latched on, there's a cone on the end, wait that isn't?
"A PANZERFAUST!?" I shout aloud, what the hell is Dante doing with a WW2 Nazi rocket launcher?
"You alright?" I jump around and see Nero standing in the doorway, Trish behind him.
"Yeah, just what the hell is Dante doing with that?" I say, and then point to the anti-tank weapon.
"Oh that," Nero says, then walks in and goes to the bed. "We got that off some cult."
"What, a Nazi cult?" Nero and Trish nod their heads.
Trish walks to the closet and pulls the string to the light bulb dangling down.
"Wow, I knew that they originally just did pseudo science in WW2, but I didn't think that they actually where studying demons."
"Yeah, they were really into the idea of being able to summon demons then use their powers." Trish says almost reminiscing. I just shrug and pull out a bin and start looking through it.
"Wow," I say then pull out a old gun, "A stechkin APS, didn't think they let these out of Russia." I put it back and start to rummage through some more. My eyes pick up the profile of two Beretta's at the bottom; I move around the guns and find them. Pulling the out I see the shine on the slides and barrel, they are both pulled back into the open chamber position. I turn them up to the light and check the inside of the barrels, nothing damaged, sweet! They feel just right on the grip point of view, the weight is beyond reasonable since there aren't any loaded magazines inserted.
"You found the ones you want?" Trish ask leaning over and looking as I meticously inspected the two guns, I hit the slide release and watched as they both slide forward and made a clink as it hit home, perfect speed, and they were all ready oiled.
"Definitely." I say with a big smile plastered on my face. She smirks and stands up.
"Good, grab some magazines, the mags are in the red bin, and bullets are in the metal tins on the shelf." I reached for the red bin first and started to open it, there are different compartments in it, each labeled by the brand of manufacturer. "Holsters are in the bin on the bottom."
"Your welcome for the labels." Nero said, "92FS magazines are at the bottom, 15 and 20 round mags if I remember correctly."
"Thanks." I say, I shuffle around the other mags and find the ones he was talking about. I grab eight of them, four of each type, and then put the bin back. I then move some more bins around to get to the bin labeled 'holsters', opening it the smell of leather hits me hard. I find a two that you can weave a belt through, one left and the other right, I then fined six mag holders, all clip onto a belt.
"Here you go." Trish says and hands me two of the ammo bins.
"Thanks." I say excitedly, I put them down on the floor and open up the metal lids. The ammo boxes in the first bin where labeled 'microjet', while the ones in the other where just a box of 9 mils, wait microjet, where have I heard of them before.
I shrug and grab a box; I pull out the tray and start to load the magazines, annoying work without a speed loader. I get through almost three boxes of ammo when I finally fill all the mags and put two of the 20 round mags in the Berettas, when the name on the first boxes finally brings up what it means. Microjet bullets where to the gyrojets family of guns, and they were worth a lot of money.
"Hey whats taking so long?" I hear Lady whine, turning around I find her enter the room with Dante behind her.
"Hey Dante," I hold up the microjet box, "You know what you got here?"
"Bullets." He deadpans, and then yawns.
"No, what you have here is a lot of money." I say, this catches his attention, as well as Lady's.
"How much?" they both ask, and then glare at each other.
"Um, I'm not sure because I would have to count how many bullets you got, but a single one cost over 100 bucks." I could see their eyes roll around and then make the jackpot sign you see on slot machines.
"MINE!" they both yell, Lady Elbows Dante in the groin, while he goes down she races for the box and starts to pull out boxes and count.
"Was that really nessacary?" Dante ask weakly, and then slowly pushes himself up off the floor. Nero, Trish and I are too busy laughing to say anything.
"Okay, that's 7 boxes in here, 8 including the one in your hand, and you said over 100 for each right?" wow, she looks crazy, maybe I should inch away.
"Yeah, roughly, I'd say no less than 125 to the right person." Now I see the money symbols flash in her eyes, no seriously.
"So that's 50 grand at most, 40 at least." Nero states aloud, even he has that wicked gleam in his eyes. I check his math, 50 bullets times' 100 bucks minimum, and then multiple by 8, yep he was right.
Lady puts the boxes back into the bin, snatching the one I had in my hand, and then closes the lid. "Well, thank you Dante, you just paid back most of your debt." She sounds malicious, wait most? How much did he owe her? "Come on, let's get going."
"Wait, I gotta get a belt."
"Then give me your car keys and we'll meet you out front." I hand them over and race off towards the loft. I was stuffing all my mags and guns inside my coat pockets on the way.
"What exactly happened up there?" I hear Vergil ask as I speed up the loft steps.
"I told Lady and Dante that he had about 40 grand worth of old bullets, well rockets actually, and they got into a brawl."
"Rockets?" Lucia asks confused.
"Yeah, they were the early idea to smart bullets, tiny rockets that are used as bullets, didn't work out all that well, hey where did Vergil go?" when I got back down from the loft with my good leather belt, the blue clad half-devil wasn't in sight. I stared at Lucia as I started to thread the belt through my pants belt loops. I planned on putting the holsters in the back and the mags on the sides.
"He went into the back." Lucia says as I slide the belt through the last holster and continue threading it through.
"What for?" I ask, then I hear a crash from upstairs, I think that answered my question. I buckled my belt and start clipping on my mags when Lady and Trish came running down the stair from the back rooms.
"THEY'RE MINE YOU BASTARD!" Lady yells over her shoulder, Trish grabs my arm and pulls me out of the shop and towards carol. "START HER UP!" she yells and tosses me the keys.
I didn't want to know what was going on, so I played unwilling accomplice, I slid in, kinda weird with the holsters pressing in slightly, and start Carol up. It does help that I have the coat on over the guns though, a teenager that doesn't look old enough to drive, carrying guns, yeah a lot of cops on my ass.
I look to the shop as the doors are swinging closed and open to see Vergil running down the stairs, he looked PISSED!
"GO!" Lady yelled into my ear, I shifted and punched the gas. We speed off down Slum Street, I look into the rearview mirror to see Vergil sliding out onto the street, and he yelled something and glared at us.
"Okay, what the hell was that?" I ask after I take the turn that Trish told me to take.
"Nothing, just drive." Lady responded, then put the metal ammo tin in the beside her in the back seat.
"He wanted to make sure that Lady didn't take all of the bullets, said something about getting out of this hell hole of a shop." Trish responded, and then glared at her friend.
"Okay then, so where am I going." I am just deciding to not acknowledge the fact that I may have to actually share a bed again with Vergil to keep us all safe, shit don't start bleeding on me now, nose!
"Take a left up ahead and go straight for about 10 minutes." Lady instructs. I shrug and turn left.
"Hey Trish can you grab my speaker?" she pulls it out of the glove box and I hand her my Ipod.
"What do you want to listen to?" she asks.
"Um, I'm in the mood for Florence and the machine." She shakes her head and starts to scroll through my music, soon 'The Bird Song' started to play.
"Okay, so where exactly are we going?" I asked rephrasing the original question.
"Just someplace where we can gauge your abilities." Trish says, I appreciate the answer, but it left me with more questions.
"It will also show us how good you are at those guns, and if you do well enough, we'll give you a treat." Lady added with a grin, amused at her own little joke, ugh I hate surprises.
Can I at least get a clue on what exactly I'm going to be doing?"
"Nope." They both answered with smirks.
Great, just freaking great.
"Pull up here." Lady instructed, it was an old warehouse that looked vacant, probably wasn't with my luck. I did what she said and then parked Carol, the only car in the entire parking lot.
"Okay, so what exactly are we doing here then?" I ask when we all get out of the car.
"We already told you what we are going to do." Trish said. She and Lady shared a look then walked forward towards the big metal sliding door. I didn't get any bad feelings so I just shrugged and followed them. I looked inside and saw that it wasn't exactly empty; it was full of large wooden crates, so this was a storage warehouse.
"This warehouse was recently been the home to a nest of demons." Lady said, bringing out her smart phone. "It's a large number from the last time we counted, over 60 if I remember correctly, and you are going to clear them out." Bitch says Wha now?
"So you guys are just using me to do a shit job neither of you want to do." I stare blankly.
"Well, yes it was a job given to us." Trish said, "And we were planning on doing it, but it also happens to give us the perfect practice range."
"And let me guess, I'll never learn from simulated combat and from a firing range."
"Exactly, so let's start shall we." Trish says with a wave of her hand.
"I thought it was my job?"
"Oh, don't get the wrong Idea; this is entirely your job." Lady says, and then sits down on wooden platforms stacked high. "But the possibility of some demons escaping from you is very high; we are just going to make sure that they don't leave the premises alive."
"Alright, and if I don't come out alive?" For some reason I was taking this rather well, I don't know why but I am.
"Then you die." She says nonchalantly. Not even a twinge of fear, I seriously need to see a shrink.
"And why exactly are we doing this again?" they both gave an exasperated sigh.
"Look, Adrian, you need to realize something." Trish said.
"What would that be?"
"That the possibility of you going home is nonexistent." Her statement made me just stare at her blankly, my arms fell to my side, my mouth agape slightly.
"Bu-"
She held up her hand to silence me, I was in shock at her statement to even bother. "We've looked up about traveling across worlds other than the demon world last night, yes you did get here through some sort of spell, the same for those who lured your uncle's family to our world. But that was before you became a half-demon, it is impossible for you to return home now because demons do not exist in your world, only humans. And as such, if you did attempt to travel back you would most certainly die a very horrible death." My head fell limply as I just stared at the ground and took in what she said, I knew that there may be that possibility but still it hurts.
"Then there's what Arius said yesterday." Lady said with a sigh. She looked at me through her sunglasses and all I saw was pity. "We tried looking up this Garoukin, but we are still looking, so if we take what they said to heart, there is a really good possibility that you belong here or where born here and taken to your world."
Now that I wasn't expecting, "But I had a family, I was the youngest child of Margaret Black and Darius Black, I had-" I trailed off at all the memories I had from living with them, was it all a lie, was that memory I had all fake, was everything I knew really just some fabricated tale?
I had a image from my 'memories', it was when Grandma Florence had brought out all the baby books for my sisters project at school, I had noticed that there wasn't any for me. No pictures of me swaddled in a cloth, covered in blood and other tidbits from when I was born like the others, no first step pictures, they only started when I was in shot for my brother's birthday, and I barely had any pictures at all. I know that the youngest kids statistically get less and less attention from the parents, or that they have less photographed memories than their older siblings, but not even one picture before the age of 1 is just plain wrong.
Maybe they were right, maybe I do belong here, but if that's true then that is my real family, do I even have one? Grandma Florence always called me devil child, was I really the child of a devil? Maybe I didn't get turned into one, maybe I was one but it was just dormant. What was I?
Trish placed her hands on my shoulders and made me look at her, her eyes were filled with worry and pity, pity for the fact that I wasn't or who, I thought I had be.
"I know that you have plenty of questions, have more than enough doubt about who you are and what you are, but you need to realize something. You are here in our world, you have been changed or have finally come into your true heritage, but you need to protect yourself."
"You may know how to fight, but that was against humans that didn't, not ones that are on the level as some of those we face." Lady said, she got up from her spot and walked over to me. "The first time you came up against demons, you got lucky, you may have beaten the easier ones but you crippled yourself and almost got killed fighting the stronger ones. Now just imagine if you were going up against stronger ones, you may not survive like the first time."
"In this world people who are somehow related to demons are ostracized by nearly everyone, they are hunted down by either humans or demons, or even both." Trish said, she then took my gloved hand in hers and pulled off the glove and showed it to me. "This means, that from now on, you are marked from being different from those around you that are normal." She reaches for my collar and slowly takes it off. "There are also people of power that wish to use you to gain more, to hurt those who don't deserve it, to hurt those you are close to and those you love. You need to learn to protect those you want to protect, to keep yourself and others around you safe, you need to do this."
She was right, they both were right. I was never at home where I was originally, I was the one that was hated, excluded, deliberately sought out and tormented. When I got here, I felt more at home despite the feeling of people wanting to kill me, I felt belonged, by what or by who, I don't know, but I felt belonged.
I needed to stop mourning a life I hated and despised, and work on building a life that I wanted and felt like I belonged.
"Wise choice," I stiffen as the familiar voice of the being I saw in my dream. A strong wind started to pick up, Trish and Lady turn around and pull out guns and point them at a spot near Carol. There standing next to my car stood a large white animal; it was a fusion of a wolf and a fox with three tails.
"Garoukin." I whisper slightly, Trish and Lady looked shock at my statement and lower their guns slightly.
The wolf/fox nods its head and parts its maw slightly to make it look like a toothy grin. "Now that you have made your choice, I'll help you acquire your desire." The wind picks up and swirls around Garoukin, the three of us cover our eyes, when the wind dies down we look back to see that it is no longer there.
A feeling of confidence and new found warmth of accomplishment washes over me. I take my collar and glove from Trish, put them on and walk into the warehouse.
"Wait," Lady asked, I stop and look over my shoulder. "What are you going to do?" I take a second, then a smile a wide and warm smile that reached my eyes, it wasn't an act, and it was all true.
"I'm going to kill some demons." I answer back, both she and Trish smile, I turn my head back towards the warehouse and continue to walk in, and placing my hands behind my back and inside my coat I grab the Berettas and pull them loose from their holsters. A stronger gust of wind goes through the warehouse and my coat billows behind me. I hear hisses echo from around the warehouse, shadows move as moans and groans ring out.
"Well then, LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" I yell out, a chuckle reverberates all around me as I run towards the center of the fray.
********Vergil's P.O.V***********
I sliced through the last demon I could sense in a half mile area, the hell pride dissolved into dust with a cry. I slide Yamato back into its sheath and pull out my book from my coat pocket.
The first job on the list that Lady had given us was the largest one; I took it because I needed to hone my skills that I haven't been able to use for the past 8 years. Also, it allowed me time to think about what events have transpired these last few days.
The demons where nothing but hells, so they were indeed easy enough to defeat, though I suffered some minor injuries from them, they where already healed now. I sat down on a boulder next to a tree that was alongside the highway and opened my book, but only read the same line over and over.
I was still trying to decipher what a certain red headed teenager meant to me, it was making me go insane! And this morning, how could I react to something like that, this child is making me act almost human!
How could I see such a simple gesture that he did as something so… so, ugh I couldn't even bring myself to think about it. A flush creeped across my face as I saw an image of Adrian licking his fingers, it was such a human motion that every person does, but it cause a heat in my body that I couldn't explain.
"DAMN IT!" I shout aloud, then closed my book and slipped it back into my coat. Dante should be here soon, I needed to compose myself if I wished to keep my personal dilemma to myself.
The wind picked up in a gust, the leaves on the ground where swept up with the wind and swirled around in the air. A sudden electric sensation I felt told me that a demon was in the area, and it was close, BEHIND ME! I whirl around and unsheathe Yamato in one fluid movement, I bring it up and get into stance as I finish my turn.
The demon stood on the boulder I was sitting on a few seconds ago, it was larger than any normal animal of its kind, white fur covered its body, black lips around its maw, its green pupils glowed brightly. It seemed to be a fusion of a wolf and a fox, but had three tails that spread outward twitched slightly to and fro.
The demon stared at me, its eyes going over my body with keen vision.
"Show me your true form." It opens its maw slightly and reveals teeth are not normal of the creature that it bases itself off of. It turns its head slightly and it now seems that its smirking at me, I grit my teeth, for some reason it was really urking me. GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF!
I teleport to it and slash with Yamato with a wide arch, the demon disappears the moment Yamato is about to reach it. I turn around and search for it, not finding it anywhere. I look down at the boulder it was sitting on to discover something.
There where it was sitting where two roses crossed over each others stems. One was a dark green, the other was a deep purple, almost black. The wind picked up again and blew the roses away, I followed them with my eyes and focused on the spot that they landed on, then traveled upward to see the demon sitting behind them, looking at me with its smirk in place.
I raise up Yamato again in preparation for another strike, the demon blinks and lets out a bark, almost like laughter. The wind surrounds it again, picking up dirt as it swirled, then an explosion of petals, green and purple from the roses mixes in with the wind. The wind stops suddenly, and just like that the dirt and petals scatter outward and land on the ground, the demon is no longer standing there.
I stare at it trying to figure out what happened it just now.
"Hey Verge," Dante yells then blares the car horn, "Come one." I grit my teeth and sheath Yamato and walk to the car, I take one more look at the spot when I'm about to enter the car. I shake my head and get in, closing the door behind me.
"What was that?" I mumble as we drive off.
Adrian: well that was kind of different. *turns to Alucardismaster* what the hell are you doing?
Alucardismaster: *dancing and jumping up and down* where almost to 1000 views!
Vergil: impressive.
Alucardismaster: yep, and it's a bright side to this crappy start of school.
Adrian: I bet, glad I don't have to go.
Alucardismaster: *smiles evilly* oh, you aren't for now, but you will, you will.
Adrian: okay, the author is going crazy right now, so I'll end it for you. Leave a review and comment at the end of this chapter, fav it, follow it, vote.
Yay, almost 1000 view! ;p