Vergil-Dark Slayer-Decision of Destiny

"As the God of time and space Vergil I can offer you safe passage into the Human World, but this will mean the Underworld will remain a malevolent force for years to come but those you love would be with you. Or you may stay and sit upon the throne that was once Mundus's, the power limitless, keeping the peace. Many lives could be saved, but you would be separate from those you truly love. The choice is yours."

An old serpent rose within Vergil, wrapping around his heart. The snake that wanted power over all else, Vergil's dark side. It was strange, for the snake would often caress Vergil heart when its appetite was sated, promising that both his heartlessness and sold soul would be pleasantly ignored. However it was rearing, as though ready to strike and Vergil's impure heart beats fast within him. A choice of huge proportion, those he loved or unlimited power. To dam or save upon a whim, his whim and a dark smile begins to form upon Vergil's face. Power, absolute and limited could be his.

However the other option promised many things also, power, Lady and holding the mantle of Legendary Dark Knight alongside Dante. This thought is accompanied by Vergil's imagination; imagining Lady's hands running sensuously and torturing slow down his back, her nails causing a strangely blissful pleasure/pain sensation. Hadn't that been what he wanted-a lot of power, and Lady? Hadn't that been the noble aim of this entire mission?

Shamefully torn between the two, Chronus observes Vergil with interest, eyes gleaming but saying nothing. It was odd, Vergil had thought the choice should have been easy, but it was far from. The promise of becoming a God had made dark currents rise in Vergil's heart and now he was torn. It was as though every molecule of Vergil's being was ether one way or the other with his soul and heart being ripped between. Vergil thought of breaking through the barrier and bringing Lady with him. He knew the rules; if he chose to be a God he could never again set foot in the Human World.

"Chronus, you have helped me and Dante through our various journeys's, teaching us with your stored knowledge and demon blood has been offered as proof we were worthy. We are grateful, and I thank you, but I need your help again. I need power, even with Sparda's power Dante has abilities I couldn't ever have."

It seemed to Vergil that Chronus smiled, like a kind Uncle, before speaking.

"I knew your father, Sparda, well. I aided him in his quest to help the humans and promised that any descendent of Sparda would receive similar aid. The gifts I give you will differ from the choice you make."

Vergil's eyes turn downward, breathing deeply, as he begins to admit that he really couldn't live without Lady. A shadow of his old demonic pride sneered at him, as the snake within him tightened its grip.

"I have chosen to go to Earth and uphold the legacy of my father, to be with those I love, and sacrifice the throne of the Underworld."

Chronus once again seemed to smile, perhaps a little sadly.

"You would make your father so proud Vergil, if he were among us. Now, my gifts, a portion of my own power of space and time manipulation shall be yours. My final gift shall be a mark of the pure and brave heart. The Pride of Lion, the true mark, not the dark mockery used by Mundus is yours."

Vergil gave a respectful bow.

"Now use your new powers quickly, for once the barrier is sealed to a full degree you will not be able to return here. It is sealing fast."

"Farewell Chronus, the Sons of Sparda will work hard to ensure the safety of the Humans, you have our word."

"I shall see that new skills and abilities are for the taking, and perhaps will see you both again someday. Remember the Pride of Lion is eternal; let that be your strength."

Vergil knew how to teleport, focused carefully, imagining the outside of Devil May Cry, eyes closed. There was a blink, and it was in front of him. Dante's place, just how he had known it was, Chronus had once again vanished.

Walking towards it with a smile, Vergil hoped his brother would give him a worthy home coming.