I don't own Devil May Cry, just my OC's. I also don't own Bleach, or Hellsing Ultimate, or Monty Python's Holy Grail, or the Walking dead, nor Naruto.
Recap: "What about my son?" Conneling's wife demanded. "He wasn't killed by a demon." She pointed at Adrian's prone form. "He was murdered by that little bastard!"
"Yes he was." We all turned and saw Adrian pushing himself from the couch and turned his head to look at us. His teeth glinted in the light and people gasped in shock. "Would you like to see the real face of your sons killer?"
Author's note: Hope you like the references, or recognize them, or don't get creeped out by a few images I'll put in here.
-Inside Adrian's head (Third person)-
Sir Adrian marched along through the dark night, his armor clanging against the giant shield he carried, the moonlight reflecting across the red and black anarchist symbol painted upon it. He slipped on the hill and gasped in pain as a lone branch cut into his leg through a small gap in his armored leg. As he looked up and grunted he saw a castle with a lit belfry, in the shape of the holy grail! Climbing to his feet, Sir Adrian ran towards the castle and ignored the pain rushing through his leg.
He soon was upon the giant double wooden doors and began to bang upon them furiously with his hand. "OPEN THE HELL UP! OPEN UP DAMN IT!" he bellowed. He slammed his fist upon the door more times. "OPEN UP IN THE NAME OF SIR-" the doors suddenly and Sir Adrian fell forward into the castle upon his face with an 'umph'
He heard a slight chuckle and looked up to see a tall man with spiky white hair and cold blue eyes that held a smirk of amusement upon his face. "My, my, it would seem that a… gallant knight has fallen into our humble castle." Sir Adrian blushed upon seeing the hungered look in the man's eyes upon saying his words. "You name," he smirked and let out a small noise of amusement. "Sir knight?"
Sir Adrian pushed himself up to his feet and suppressed his blush. "Sir Adrian the not so pure, knight of King Dante's court of Capulet." He said proudly.
"Ah yes, Dante." The proprietor of the castle said with a bored eye roll. He then smirked again at Sir Adrian and stepped forward closer to him. "I am Vergil, me and my… others reside in this fair castle Anthrax, welcome."
"Castle Anthrax?" Sir Adrian ask bewildered.
Vergil's smirk lessoned as he looked around the dingy abode. "Yes, though not so aptly named, it works for me and my… others."
Sir Adrian suddenly remembered the light he saw in the belfry. "The Grail! You have it here?" he demanded. Vergil's face showed a bit of puzzlement, and then he grinned slyly.
"Oh, you seem tired Sir Adrian, come along, we have many beds to spare." He said with a flourish as he draped an arm around his shoulders as he spun his hand in a circle and a light appeared above them. "The beds here are warm and soft," he leaned in closer towards the blushing knights ear. "And there are many willing bodies to help in case of… loneliness." He said teasingly seductive. The young knight stuttered something in response as Vergil raised an arm and snapped his fingers. Two more copies appeared of Vergil appeared, a similar smirk in place as they looked at Sir Adrian with similar hungry gazes. "Create a bed for our… guest."
"Our pleasure." They said with a unveiled leer as they soon disappeared.
"Uh… wha?" Sir Adrian asked with a blush.
Vergil waved his hand and started to pull the knight along with him as he traveled down a stone hallway. "Do not mind, a demon's mirror created many copies of myself. One of the only… adventures upon my time since." He looked down at the knight with a wide smirk. "But I bet your life is full of adventures, no?"
"Uh… sure I guess." Adrian admits as they begin to ascend up a flight of stairs. Soon they were inside a freshly made room. "Wait, the Grail! I saw the Grail, my mission is-"
Vergil interrupted the young knight mid speech by pushing down onto the bed to where he lay upon his back, he spied the blood seeping from the Sir Adrian's leg and faked a look of worry. "Oh, you are injured. I would be a terrible host if I allowed your wound to not be attended to." He snapped his fingers again and two more copies appeared. "They will attend to your wounds." They smirked at the young knight as he looked upon them with a look of fear and a bright blush.
"Uh, I'm fine I just-" he attempted to rise from the bed but the two copy Vergil's appeared on the bed and pushed him down.
"Do not worry Sir Knight-" one copy said with a grin.
"We are trained in the medical arts." The other copy said as he traced his hands down Sir Adrian's arm and attempted to pull up the black cloth of his armor.
"Ha… HOLD UP!" Sir Adrian yelled as he jumped up out of the bed and onto the floor. He turned to the copies and backed away slowly. "There's no need to do that."
"Yes there is." One copy said with a wry smile as they both got off of the bed and started stalking towards the blushing teen.
"Your wound needs to be taken care of." The other copy said, a burning gaze of hunger blazed behind their eyes, only causing the knight to move his shield in front of him and back away towards a door. When he hit it he turned around and exited the room quickly, only to stop and stare wide eyed into the next room, full of Vergil copies in various stages of bathing, the room full of steam.
They all turned to look at the intruder with smirks, leers and hungry gazes as he let loose a slight squeak as his armor became tighter and his face becoming darker and darker in shade and color. "Look, our guest." One copy said partially dressed as he smirked at the young knight. More arose from various places of bathing, causing more sounds from the night.
"You seem uncomfortable dear guest." A copy said from behind the knight as he draped a long arm on the back of the knight's shoulder. Sir Adrian yelped and stepped forward into some more unclothes copies and began to move away from them. "Come back dear guest." A copy called, others joined in and Sir Adrian began to sprint away and soon found himself at another doorway, he opened it and there standing in place was another Vergil.
"VERGIL!" Sir Adrian yelled in a form of relief.
"Yes, and who are you?" he asks coldly with a smirk.
"But…. I… we… your… that was a copy wasn't it that let me in?" he finally asked defeated. "But what about the GRAIL!"
Vergil's smirked widened as he cocked an eyebrow. "Grail? Do you mean the light in the belfry?" Sir Adrian's face fell in shock. "And I never gave my copy the authority to allow guest in." he said slyly as he stepped closer to him. Sir Adrian backed away slowly. "Do you know what we do to intruders here in castle Anthrax?"
Sir Adrian' backed away and his face started to twitch. "Uh.. let them go?"
"No," Vergil said as he got closer and the knight backed away. "We tie them up."
"YES!" the other copies yelled from behind Sir Adrian, who jumped as they grabbed ahold of him and pulled him further into the room. they whispered into his ear and Sir Adrian's face deepened in color as blood rushed from his nose and a small smile spread across his face.
Vergil came forward and leaned in and smiled almost cruelly. "And after we tie them up, we-"
The door that Vergil came in through bashed open, shocking everyone and letting go of Sir Adrian as Lady Cassie, Lady Abbey and Lady Patty rushed in. Lady Cassie pointing her mighty and trusty weapon, Kitten, at the Vergil's as they all together came forward and surrounded the blushing knight. "Sir Adrian, you are in great peril!" Lady Cassie says.
Sir Adrian looks at Vergil in blushes. "Uh… I don't think I'm in that great of a peril."
"YES YOU ARE!" Screamed Lady Abbey, who was blushing slightly.
"You're in terrible peril!" Lady Patty said while averting her gaze downward and blushing.
"Look, just leave me alone for a few minutes and I'll judge how much peril I'm in." Sir Adrian tried to argue as they ushered him towards the door.
"No, it's too perilous." Lady Cassie said vehemently.
"Look, it's my job as a knight to face many-" he looked at the leering Vergil's and blushed. "many, many perils and as much of them as possible." The ladies rolled their eyes as the Vergil's all smirked.
"Oh for the love of.. just go find the damn grail!" Lady Cassie bellowed. And then the door crashed open again, startling everyone once again who looked in shock as Agnus, Credo and Rowan walked in. Rowan looked at Adrian and winked, the Vergil's growled and Adrian almost threw up along with the ladies.
"We," Agnus says a proud flourish. "are the knights that say n…n…na….NE!" everyone gasped and cringed in pain, except for Sir Adrian, who lost the blush and looked around confused.
"What the?" he asks.
"NE!" the knights that say Ne yelled again, causing them all to cringe.
Adrian looked around, blushed, looked down, rolled his eyes and groaned. "Oh FUCK THIS!" he announced, and then grabbed Kitten from Lady Cassie's hand, put it up to his head and pulled the trigger.
-Adrian's P.O.V (still in dream land)-
I woke up and groaned as I realized I was in bed. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. "Ugh, that's the last time I watch the holy grail before bed." Then I hear a low thumping noise from downstairs. Wait, why am I in Dante's room? then my back starts to tingle and the noise gets louder. "DANTE! WHAT THE HELL YA PLAYING?!" I yell as I throw off the covers and head to the door. The moment I open the door the bedroom disappears and I'm staring into a crowd of
People jumping up and down beating their fist, some in the midst of dancing, other grinding and then some fighting each other in some weird dance of swords, what the hell?
Is that… Ichigo Kurosaki and Grimmjow grinding together? I looked around in shock and saw that the crowd was full of other anime characters, so many of them in the midst of… of…. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON! I listen to the song and recognize it as P!nk's 'Walk of Shame'. My draw drops open as I see the black knight from Monty Python's Holy Grail, limbless I might add, hop onto stage and start break dancing, if you could call it that. Everyone in the crowd cheers him on as he does a head spin on his helmet and blood flies everywhere. "IT'S ONLY A FLESH WOUND!" he cries aloud to the music as everyone cheers and ensues their activities with even more vigor. I saw Byakuya Kuchiki pinning Renji Abarai down on floor-
"ADRIAN!" I hear Garoukin yell, I look around and see her standing on top of a table on the opposite side of the room. lights behind her illuminated her body and I saw she was bloody as fuck. The song came to an abrupt end and everyone started stopped and started talking. I saw Alucard talking with King Arthur, Yamamoto discussing something with Sir Integra. I shook my head and dove into the crowd and started pushing my way through. I was pushed my someone and stumbled into Daryl from the Walking Dead.
"Watch it!" he yells at me. I see Glenn beside him and shake my head again and run off and bump into Kakashi from Naruto.
"SORRY!" I yell aloud and then continue on my way through the crowd. I saw Shane, Merle and Rick from the Walking Dead, didn't bother seeing doing what. Naruto and Sauske where dancing with Garaa and Neji as a low beat of bass started playing. I finally pushed past Walter and Seras who punched at Itachi and Aizen, barely ducked that one. I turned and looked to see everyone start back up with dancing as another P!nk song come on, 'Slut Like You!'.
Everyone suddenly started singing along to the lyrics and Kenpachi, Alexander Anderson and Komamura worked their ways towards the stage. I looked back and found Garoukin sitting in the booth of the table, a pissed off expression was complemented by blood and a snarl. "Bought fucking time you got here. Do you know how many things I have seen?!" she growled at me.
"Where the hell are we?!" I yelled over the music.
"We're both too weak to create a safe room inside your mind, so we're in your dreams." She says, and then pales as she sees something. I turn and look and nearly barf as I see Anderson, Kenpachi and Komamura cutting at each other while moving their hips to the music and slowly stripping.
"MY EYES!" I yell aloud as I cover my face and start to wildly twitch in horror.
"OH GOD!" Garoukin yells as everyone cheers. "HOW THE HELL DO WE GET OUT OF HERE?!" then it hit me and I felt them at my back. I reached behind me and pulled out Mila and held it out to her.
"HERE!" I yell at her. She takes it and I pull out Annie and put it next to my head, she does the same and we both pull the trigger.
-Side note-
Every character in the dream had actually been dreaming the same thing as well, they all woke up with a start, immediately found a tree or toilet, and then threw up from the images burned into their skulls.
-Side note (the end)-
I woke up and found myself laying down on a white floor in a giant room, gray and white. I sat up and found Garoukin glaring at me while sitting down across from me. "You," she says while pointing a finger, "Are grounded from Fanfiction young man. I actually enjoyed a few of those anime's TOO!" she yelled.
I pouted at her. "I NEVER EVEN READ FICS LIKE THOSE!" I yell, and then wince at the pain in my back. I look at my hand and see that I'm younger, but not five years old, I think I'm ten. "And what's going on, why am I ten?"
She sighs and relaxes a bit. "So damn close, so fucking close." She whispers tiredly.
"Huh?"
She rolls her eyes and lies down, I crawl to her and sit down and look at her. "You and Vergil are so close, and that means that I soon won't have to exchange that much power with you to become whole." She looks at her damaged arm and sighs. "But I'm sure you'll start to regress in here till your five so we both can regain some health. You don't have any idea on what kind of battle I've had with Sanctus AND Mundus today."
I see a flash of blood and limbs and the faces of the kids and look away, she stops and looks at me and sits up and hugs me close. "You're wrong about that." I whisper, then cringe when she brushes my back.
"Sorry." She says, then sighs and I lean into her some more. "Should have realize this was all just a damn set up. Liberacion, the kids, Sanctus…. I'm sorry." She whispers the final part.
"Wait, what do you mean Liberacion?" I ask looking up at her.
"Don't you think that it's odd that a demon of that low of class possessing the weapon form of a high level demoness is strange?" she asks looking down at me. "And did you not notice that when you hit Sanctus, that his soul was devoured by the scythe? He took control of it since you hadn't truly conquered it and used the demoness former powers to manipulate you, just as it has been for the past day."
"WHAT?!" I ask bewildered. "Are you saying that the bitch inside the devil arm has been screwing with me since I got it?"
"Somehow, yes." Garoukin responds with a nod.
"And your saying that someone had this all planned out. Liberacion, the hell vanguard possessing it, Sanctus and Conneling's kid?" she nods again and I look down and sink into her embrace. "Wha…what's going on? What's happening?" the floor ripples like water and it begins to clear up.
"…CHILD MURDER!" is what I heard I heard Conneling say, it seemed to be a whisper but I heard it as a yell.
I sunk lower into Garoukin and clutched her coat. My hand was getting smaller and the talons were coming back. "Mom? What do I do?" I ask pitifully.
"You wipe off that damn pitiful face, confront that bastard out there, and then you go talk to Vergil and then we'll finish up this discussion together." She says with determination. She stroked the back of my head and I heard another woman says something.
"I at least want to know what happened to her…" is what I heard, I got this smell from her that let me see the girl Sanctus held in his hand before I shot her. Oh god, it's her mother.
So much blood, so… no STOP IT! I stood up away from Garoukin and sniffed angrily as I clutched my hands tightly. "Garoukin… Conneling, his son… did he push his son into doing this by inflating his ego and setting him up to fall on purpose? Did he just… just outright tell him to summon up a demon? What did he do… what did that SON OF A BITCH DO TO END UP WITH SHIT LIKE THIS?!" I yelled as tears fell down my face and black blood started dripping from between my fingers. I look at her and feel taller, feel in more control. "Those kids… they didn't deserve this… I'd go so far as say that Conner didn't deserve what happened to him. It wasn't his fault that his parents raised him to be that such of a fucking monster! But.. but I can't just forgive him for what he did… I can't forgive that easy."
She sighs and brings up her leg and lays her head on it. "No, you shouldn't forgive people that easy, cause you're too much like me. Revenge against those that hurt us so much, who lie outright to us or those we care for. Anger is our bread and butter, our first source of power." She smirks and shakes her head. "So much like a true demons source of power." She looks at me with her head on her knee and smirks. "But we're different from them, so are the others in that office right now, despite their outlooks and denial. We're human to a point, we have hearts, we have a true passion to feel more than anger and hatred." She sighs again and then looks at me with a look of regret. "And that's why I hope you have it in your heart to forgive me and the others for hurting you and lying to you."
I stop and look at her, my body shaking. "I…I can. But for now, don't tell me what your lie is. Let me go burn this anger down to ash before I renew that fire."
She smiles sadly and nods and stands up, I was almost to her height. I look down at my arms and see that they're truly demonic now, just like my trigger form. She leans over and kisses me on the forehead and hugs me. "I'm sorry, truly sorry for what I'm about to do."
"Wha-" she cuts me off my putting a hand on the back of my head and I see a rush of images through my head, cold, ice, snow. An upside down car, faces, limbs, blood, blurry vision as I'm hanging upside down.
"Go, we'll talk later." She says, and like that, her and the room turns to smoke and I'm left crying. Then I wake up.
-Truly Awake-
"What about my son?" I hear Conneling's wife demand as my eyes snapped open. "He wasn't killed by a demon," I heard her arm move and my hands clenched and unclenched together. "He was murdered by that little bastard!" she shrieked.
I pushed up from the couch and turned to them. "Yes he was." Everyone in the room turned to me startled and stared, some gasped when I smirked and I felt my teeth against my lower lips. "Would you like to see the real face of your sons killer?" I ask with a mocking flourish.
Conneling and his wife gasped and looked at me agape, Vergil hid a faint smile and Dante openly smirked alongside Nero. Cassie and Patty looked at me with a confused look, Lady smiled and Lucia hid her face behind her collar. I take in a breath and then quickly push myself up from the couch and stagger to my feet. My back was popping in pain and burning in a stinging flame as I felt blood and bits of flesh slide around, but I gritted my teeth and pushed it aside.
"Well Conneling? Aren't you gonna ask how I killed your brat?" I ask with a mocking tone. He was speechless, but the woman I heard earlier, that girls mother, stepped forward with a stony face.
"My name is Debra Teeks, my daughter's name was Tessa." She stopped and breathed in a big gasp and held her look. "I want… I need to know, how did my daughter die? Did you kill her like their boy? Or did you end her suffering?"
I blinked and thought about her question and sighed. "You know don't you? That she wasn't truly killed by demons."
"I saw her body." She said with a strong demeanor. She stepped closer to me and stared straight into my eyes, I wanted to look away so badly, but I'm not that coward anymore. I stand my ground and give her the most truthful look I could muster. "Why did you kill my daughter?"
I looked at her, I blinked, and then I sighed. "Do you see what I am right now? Do you see what I look like? What a demon looks like?" I hold out my arm and show it to her, I even turn and show her my open back and she doesn't gasp and doesn't pale. "Imagine this happening to your daughter, but instead of being like him," I point to Dante, "or him," Nero, "Or her." I point to Lucia. "Or us." I motion to Vergil and I finally and look at her in the eye. "She would become a real monster, not just looking like one. She'd see you and want nothing more than to see you on the floor below her feet, bleeding and pleading for your life as she tortures you slowly and taunts you with her former innocent face and voice."
"What are you saying?" Debra asks, her voice gritty and choppy as she tries to hold back emotion. "That you killed my daughter because she was turned into a monster?"
I shook my head no. "No, I shot your daughter twice because she was going to turn into one." Her face fell slightly at that. "The demon that orchestrated all of this, he offered her the choice of escaping the pain inflicted upon her and would kill her slowly, he offered her the choice of becoming a demon for the price of her soul. Everything that used to be her, would have been erased." A tear slides down her face as she looks at me with something like pity and relief along with despair and sorrow, a horrible mixture that I've seen so much. "She didn't deserve that fate, she didn't deserve to be turned into the little monster that put her in that situation."
"Is that why you killed my son?" Conneling's wife asks as she steps close, a desperate manic look in her face. "To save him from the demon? So he wouldn't be dammed?" she asks as she pushes past Debra and grabs ahold of my skin/jacket.
I look at her with an empty look. "No." Her face falls and then I see something inside her eyes, she had snapped. She raised a hand and I let her slap me in the face, she breathed out raggidly as her hand started to bleed. My head hadn't moved at all, and the only thing I felt was her skin on my tooth, I licked the blood and tasted something revolting in it.
"THEN WHY?!" she screams in rage.
"Because he was the demon that killed all the other kids." I tell her solemnly. The people in the crowd gasp and back away from Conneling and his wife, he looked stark raving mad and she only looked more crazed.
"No…no." she says as she takes a step back. "You're lying," she whispers, then looks up at me and points. "YOU'RE LYING!" she cries out. "My son.. my son would never do that. He's better than that. He wouldn't hurt anyone, everyone liked him, everyone loved him and respected him. No one had…." She stopped and looked off in a daze as tears fell from her eyes.
"You're lying to yourself." I tell her boredly, she snaps back to reality and stares at me in horror. "Your son had a major narcissistic personality, he thought he was better than the others, just like what you and your husband told him." I stepped up closer to her and glared. "Your cooing about him being better, you continuous drabble of useless ego boosting that he didn't need over some blue blooded garbage, it drove his passion to show people that he was better and they where, in his words, 'Trash'. And you wanna know how that happened? How he showed those little kids his 'worth'? Hmm?" I get even closer and sneer at her. "He turned himself into a fucking demon, he sold himself, body mind and soul. He created himself into a demon and then… then he corralled all of those children together, all of those 'trash' you told him he was better than, he forced them into a pen, and then he slaughtered them all."
There was nothing but silence from them, from them all. I saw Vergil from the corner of my eye and saw his stony face, rigid and uncaring. Did he care? Did he share the same views as Connor did? Is he the same as he used to be? Did he change at all? I look back at Conneling and push past his wife and step forward to him, look up at him in the eye, and show him the look I gave Connor as I stood over him, and Conneling's look wavered and he backed off. "Do you wanna know what I did to him? Do you Conneling?" he stammered something but I ignored him and got closer. "He was begging for his life, saying that he was 'Sorry" I mocked his son's voice and sneered. "That he'll never do it again. But you wanna know what I did after I shot off his leg?" his wife gasped and backed away. "I beat him to death, smashed his head and ribcage in and crushed his hear. And you wanna know what? I enjoyed it."
"YOU BASTARD!" Conneling's wife yelled, and I turned and expected her to slap me again, but instead she pushed me aside and slapped her husband instead.
"Well I didn't see that one coming." Lady remarked wryly.
Conneling stared at his hand, then turned and glared at his wife. "THAT WAS OUR SON!" she yelled at him. "H-" he slapped her instead and she fell to the ground. Guess which peanut gallery gasped in surprise and shock. Everyone on my side of the peanut gallery just set our lips to a thin line.
Conneling bend down and grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet roughly and glared at us. "You will pay for slandering my sons name." he says threateningly, but failed. "You will pay for your sins."
I lean forward with my arms crossed. "You know Conneling, my conscious is almost clear, it's clouded perfectly. But one thing I do not regret, is killing your son. And I have two final messages for you, quotes you might now. Judge not lest ye be judged, and a lovely reference to a pot and a kettle. We're both sinners, but I'm more honest about my sins."
He glares at me, and then runs out of the shop with his wife in tow, tears streaming down her face. "Well, that was anti-climatic." Nero remarked boredly.
I looked at the people left and they all looked at me, lowered their gazes and walked out. Last inside was Debra, she stared at me with a thankful look in her gaze. "I would say thank you for telling me what happened, but… I don't think it will help all that much." She says.
"I am sorry for not being able to help her, but I'm not sorry for preventing her further suffering."
She smiles softly at me. "You sound like a righteous man, do you know what happen to the righteous?"
"They fall." Vergil says calmly. Debra nods, then looks at me and smiles softly, and leaves.
I stare after her out the door as it closes shut. Dante slaps his legs and then sighs. "Well kid, you sure know how to make a splash." He says as he gets up. "I'm gonna call in a pizza." He announces.
A horn sounds outside. Cassie sighs and steps to me. "I'm glad you helped her." She says. I just stare at the door.
"Yeah, me too." I say quietly.
She smirks and slaps me on the shoulder. "Cheer up, oh, and take a fucking shower." I turn to her and smile.
"Love you too bitch." I say with a smirk. She nods and we high five, and then leaves. Vergil looks at her with a slightly glare, but he sighs and goes to the couch and sits down. "Hey Lady?"
"What?" she asks cautiously.
"Am I just some whiny little pitiful bastard?"
She looks at me weirdly. "Why do you ask?"
"Because I feel like one. I feel like some self-righteous little bastard who needs to know if everything he knows and believes isn't for nothing or a complete lie."
"Everyone's like that." Nero says with a yawn as he sits on Dante's desk. I turn and look at him. "No one wants to feel like all they did was for nothing, that they're useless. That's why they want to be lied to sometimes."
"And what if other people lie to them? Make them believe something that's entirely false why they laugh about it behind their backs?" he looks at me, and then sighs.
"Alright, who told him?" Dante asks annoyed.
It was my turn to be loss. "What?"
Lady and Nero looked at him acidly. "Oops." He says.
"Alright, what the hell are you talking about?" I demand from them. They share a look. "Look, I've been lied to my entire life almost, and right now, I'm sick and tired of it. So unless it's the actual price of the pizza I paid for three days ago, I wanna hear it."
"Fine." Nero says throwing up his hands in defeat. "Well, we all had another bet." I groan and flip them off for good measure. "Yeah, back atcha buddy." He says giving me a glowing finger.
"Anyway," Lady says with an eye roll. "we made a bet to see how long it took ya to realize that the whole bullet thing we told ya is bullshit."
Oh, so I made an ass of myself by acting so special. "Wow, you're a bitch, and your assholes." They shrug and think about it.
"Who was it who said I'd reveal it to him?" Dante asks.
Lady sighs and pulls out her wallet. "You did." She says grudgingly and she throws a few hundred dollar bills at him. "Goddamn it, I never thought I'd lose a bet to something you called." He smirked at her and took the money and waved it around like a fan.
I sighed and looked at Vergil as he watched everything with cold eyes. "How's my back?" I ask him as I turn.
"Healing obviously." He said, I smiled at him sadly and walked to him and tired to sit down on the couch, but couldn't sit straight up. He smirked and patted his hand on his leg.
"AWWWW!" Patty declared. I ignored her and layed down and did what Vergil motioned to do. Lucia and Lady sniggered at me and I just scowled into his leg.
"How's your shoulder?" I ask him.
"Oh yes, I forgot." He says boredly, and then put his left hand onto his right shoulder and pushed it in abruptly and suppressed a grimace. "Much better now."
'Talk' I hear Garoukin say. "Vergil, did I do something wrong today?" everyone stops and looks at us. I adjust my head and look up at him, he looks down at me with a collected look.
"In my view, not at all." He said. "You did well." I smiled into his leg.
"You're lying." I say, he sighs and I feel his hand on my head. "Tell me the truth, am I weak?"
He waits for a long while before he speaks. "Yes, you are weak in some ways." He admits.
I laugh and wrap my arms around his waist and hug him. "You know, I have the strongest feeling this is going to end up like a twilight romance." I remark wryly. "Make sure you leave me in the middle of the forest so I can cry and scream for a few hours when you leave."
"I don't know how to respond to that." He says confused.
"You don't want to." Dante says with a sigh and hangs up the phone. "Pizza'll be here in twenty." He stops and thinks about something. "Hey kid, ya said you've been lied to your whole life."
"Ya, what of it?" I ask boredly. My back didn't hurt anymore, and I didn't feel so…scaly.
"What we're you talking about?" he asks.
"Why do you care?"
"Humor us, the t.v is on the weather channel at the moment." Lady remarks wryly.
I snort and look at all of them. "I thought I killed the family I grew up with, I lived with that thought for years, but turns out I didn't."
"Then who the hell did?" Nero asks.
"Garoukin." That shocked everyone.
Until Dante finally said, "Didn't see that one coming at all."
Alucardismaster: Well, I pulled this one out of my ass in less than seven hours. Whatdya think?
Adrian: I think I'm too tired to care.
Nero: Pansy.
Cassie: I think you need to stop watching holy grail.
Alucardismaster: Meh, it was funny for me.
Vergil: Whatever you say, but shall we at least get to the closing?"
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So close to the end. Should I add a warning to the summary of the story? Maybe Vergil/Male OC?