Vampires are over rated …
"God, you smell so much better." Kortniee said as they arrived on the other side of the waterfall. Dante rolled his eyes and shrugged his coat on his shoulders, "Whatever. Let's go." Kortniee sighed and followed him into the caverns. Lately since the battle Dante seems more focused. Less talkative, holy shit! It was … kind of odd. Kortniee looked about the cave and saw a small green glint to her left. Curiosity took over and she walked over. "Stay close, YOU might get lo-" Dante said, turning to her, only to find her gone. He sighed and went to look for her. What is with that chick? Seriously. Kortniee seems more absent minded than ever and thats usually nothing new but Jesus Christ. He soon came across a small drop in the floor leading into a small glowing cave. With a simple leap he landed next to Kortniee, who was staring into space like an idiot. "What is so amusing?" he asked, looking where she was. Among the stone walls were spots of green what ever is was which gave off a faint light. But the light was bright enough to light up her red eyes- Dante shook his head, why would he notice the color of her eyes? He looked around, small clouds of the green floated about them. They were like lanterns. He guessed he could see why she was fascinated by them. "Hey Dante?" she asked, still looking at the lights. "Yeah?" he replied simply. Silence. Kortniee looked down then looked back up to the small lights, "You think … Vergil REALLY wants this?" He blinked then looked at her. Of course Vergil wanted this. He was a power hungry jealous bastard! But .. he was still Dante's brother. The only family he had left. "He's a hard guy to read." he answered, hands on his hips. Kortniee looked at him then back. " … you think Tay is still my friend?" she asked. Silence again. What he suppose to tell her? He couldn't lie about it. He scratched his head in slight frustration, "Well... how should I know?" Kortniee winced slightly then looked down, "You're right. How should you know?" Damn it. Dante shifted on his feet. How WOULD he know? He doesn't have any real friends. Well, maybe if you counted Enzo. But Enzo was just a drunk Italian always wanting to split job money. He never sat and listened to Dante's problems. Kortniee always did. When he woke up from blood filled nightmares she was there. A slight smirk on her face, "Wittle Dante had a nightmawe again?" Maybe that 's what friends do. He didn't know. "Don't worry about it, Dante." she said, "I know deep down Tay still cares for me as I do for her." She gripped the heart pendant in her pocket. Tayler did care, or else she would've killed Kortiee on top of the tower without hesitation. Dante looked at her and chuckled softly. He loved that determination in her eyes. Fixed on the goal, never giving up. "Let's move on." she said then turned and leaped out of the cave. Dante chuckled and followed.
Tayler was lying on a worn out bed staring at the open ceiling. The stars were dim as usual but they seemed to be blinking out due to the dark clouds rolling in. She sighed and turned over towards Vergil who was sitting at a small desk, reading. " … what now Vergil?" she asked, rolling on her back head hanging off bed. Vergil looked up at her. "... I don't know." he answered simply, then looked back to his book. As he turned to the next page Tayler huffed and got up. "Where's Baldy?" she asked, sitting on the desk. He looked up, "He's making preparations and taking down obstacles for us." Tayler blushed slightly. He said "us" not "me". Tayler looked over him. Before she knew it he'd be gone. Stuck in Hell with the Prince of Darkness (NO, not Ozzi Osborne. Mundus is not THAT cool). Tortured and controlled until Mundus came to Earth on Mallet Island to open a new portal. Dante would come and.. A tear threatened to escape her eye, she quickly wiped it away. But Vergil noticed. "Tayler? What's wrong?" he asked, setting his book on his lap. She sniffed and hugged him. He dropped his book in surprise and froze. What's gotten into her? Her chest heaved as she sobbed in his shoulder. Vergil wasn't too sure what to do about this but he did the next best thing. He held her tight and rubbed her back, whispering in her ear. Trying to comfort her. Tayler nuzzled his neck. She couldn't let these things happen to him. She wouldn't allow it. A world without him is like the Earth with no sun. She wouldn't leave him. Not now. Not ever. She'll follow him into Hell and face Mundus and fail. As long as she was beside him she didn't care. Lighting filled the sky as the two sat there in silence. Holding onto to each other. One of them not knowing their end would soon come.
"Oh HELL no." Kortniee thought to herself. She looked around the sunken opera house filled with melted candles. Their small lights gleaming. The brighter lights were on the small stage. A small squeaking sound came from behind them. Then more, soon it filled the room. Dante looked back to see a pack of bats heading for them. Simply flying around them, the bats formed together in front of the duo. From their squeaking came a laugh. A chilly yet luring laugh. Kortniee growled.
Out from the black came shocking red hair and pale skin. A she devil. She threw her head back, laughing. Her hair was long enough to cover her perfect breasts but still managed to show them off. The she devil pulled a hand through her red locks and looked to them. Her pale red eyes hungry and interested in her new toy- guests. "Welcome sir.. and lady." she purred, bowing slightly. Dante smirked, looking her u and down. "Nevan.." Kortniee murmured, clenching her teeth. Nevan walked forward and leaned in towards Dante, "Is this your first time?" "Yeah it is." he replied, "You'll be nice to be won't you?" Her perfect lips curled into a sly smile, "Of course I will." She drew her hand about his shoulders, circling him. "I'll be so nice to you … you'll never want to leave." she said, draw his jawline with the tips of her long nails. Kortniee watched her every move, her fingers tips hot. Itching to burn her to a crisp. Nevan saw the annoyance in her face and smiled. "My my, what's wrong sweet child?" she asked, walking over. Kortniee's eye twitched. She did NOT just call her a child! Nevan stroked her copper brown hair, "Mmm, so long and beautiful. Such a waste that you are keeping it in such a foul state." She gestured to the dirt and blood staining Kortniee's locks. Nevan glanced at Dante who was watching. "Why are you letting such a girl accompany you?" she asked going to stand behind Kortniee, hands on her shoulders. " !" Kortniee screamed in her head, her rage keeping her mouth shut. Her skin burned making Nevan take her hands away. "What a hot head." she said, clicking her tongue and shaking her head. She made her way to Dante and hugged him from behind, nuzzling his neck. "Why don't you stay with me?" she cooed, rubbing his chest. "With a REALL WOMAN?" she added, licking his ear. Dante didn't show any reaction, his eyes on her still. Suddenly, a flame went past his face. Nevan screamed and flew back, arms flaying. Kortniee stood her hand in a gun shape towards Nevan, the tips of her two fingers red. "Hands off my man, bitch." she said coldly. Dante blinked then smiled, "Now thats's what I'm talkin' about!" With that he drew Rebellion. Nevan held her face then looked up. Her whole face was red with blood and melted skin and muscle. "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!" she shrieked. Suddenly, lighting shook the room. It surrounded her. She belted out a laugh. Kortniee stood next to Dante. "Let's send her back to the whore house eh?" He chuckled, "Sure." With that, they charged forward at the pissed off bat diva.