Note: I'll be making a third part but it's going to be different from what I said. You'll see how in this chapter.
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Virgil watched as Banith ran towards them. He wondered what he should, if he should save Rona or not. But then her eyes suddenly seemed to be telling him not to do anything. Her bright golden eyes, which had seemed to beg him, now seemed to push him away. What was she expecting to protect him from?
Rona turned as Banith had lowered the blade and found herself caught around her throat and lifted a foot off the ground. She struggled, wondering why no one was doing anything.
"You are mine." He whispered after holding her closer to himself. His teeth slowly grew into fangs, showing Rona what she was facing. Her eyes grew, making Banith smile. "You will make a fine slave." He looked to Virgil and whispered, "I am surprised you didn't betray your loyal servant. But, just the same, I thank you."
"Virgil!" She screamed before disappearing with Banith into the shadows.
Virgil stood in place, holding his hand to his stomach. He slowly looked down to see his blood covering his hands. So this was what held him back, he smirked. He would make Banith pay and get Rona back.
Dante ran to him, punching him hard in his jaw. "How could you let him take her?" He yelled. "How?" He stumbled back and covered his face with his hands. "You could have stopped him, Virgil. You could have saved her." Slowly sitting on the bench, he quietly added. "You could have killed Banith."
"I did what she wanted. She became what she wanted most, a strong being." He glanced down at Dante. "We'll get her back. I promise."
"Your promise isn't good enough." Dante growled, baring his teeth like a rabid wolf. He stood and angrily walked back to Trish to untie her.
"Where is she?" Trish asked after her mouth was uncovered. "What happened?"
"She's gone. Virgil let her go." Was all Dante would tell her. Even after getting back to Devil May Cry, Dante wouldn't say what he had seen. He wouldn't say that he was actually glad it wasn't Virgil that had taken her from him but was afraid of what might happen to her.
He lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, remembering everything he saw when Rona had been taken. He had locked the door so Trish couldn't come in, so she couldn't see that he blamed himself.
"Is this how you plan to get her back?"
Dante sat up to see Virgil standing at the foot of his bed. His eyes focused on him, Dante wondered how long he had been there, how long he had watched his brother as he was nearly in tears. "What do you care?"
Virgil chuckled. "I don't care about you, but I do care about her. I'm willing to do anything to bring her back. Even fight with you. So? What do you say?"
He looked at his brother with curiosity and suspicion. Why would Virgil offer to help him? Was he telling the truth? But then Virgil never was one to lie. Even as a kid, he always told the truth. "What will be stopping you from trying to kill me as soon as we get her back?"
"She will."
That seemed right to Dante. She never did like to see them against each other. "So you want to work together on this?"
"It isn't just any mission, brother. Her life is on the line. I won't have you treat it like every other mission you've taken." Virgil turned towards the window. "If I see you act like you did on Mallet Island, it's over. I'll get her back myself."
"Fine." Dante stood from the bed, collecting his weapons as he prepared to leave the room. "Where are we going to look?"
Virgil sighed with exasperation. "We need intelligence first, you fool. We can't just run around this city blindly."
"Then what do you think we should do?" Dante waited for Virgil's answer, tapping his foot as his impatience slowly seeped through.
Rona's POV
Where am I? Why is it so dark? Virgil? Dante? Where are you guys? Why did you leave me alone?
I hear something. It sounds like boots striking stone. I can't move; I'm too weak. It's so cold here, am I in a cave or mine? I can smell wet sand, something I could hardly ever stand. The sound is coming closer. Who is it? Why can't I open my eyes? Am I… dead?
"I must have taken too much. You're nearly drained."
That voice, I know that voice. I remember now. I didn't want Virgil to save me. I didn't want him to fight for me. Did I know what was going to happen? Did I know that Banith was going to take me?
"Open your eyes, girl. Open your eyes so you can see your master."
I open my eyes slowly. I can't let him believe that I'll do everything he says immediately. I can't let him think he has total control over me.
His eyes, one green, one blue, they seem to shine in this dark place of stone and metal. He is in his demon form. His skin is like marble and yet looks so soft.
"Look into my eyes, beauty." He whispers. His voice is hypnotic, bringing me to do as he says. "Listen to my voice." I fall into the green and blue sea of his eyes, of his soul if he ever had one. His whispering, calling me from my mind, from what I once knew. What is he trying to do?
"Do you know who Dante and Virgil are, beauty?" Banith asks as he looks at the now standing Rona.
Her eyes take on a confused look. "Who?"
Banith grins, his fangs piercing his gums, giving him a taste of his own blood. "You don't need to worry about them now, beauty. Now, it's time for you to regain your strength. You gave me too much." He watches as she nods to show she understands.
"Why am I chained, master?"
"You didn't follow my orders. I had to punish you." Banith unlocks the shackles and leads her to a small table with a small feast for her. "Eat. You'll need to so you can continue your training."
She nods again. She was now his weapon against the twins. She was now his forever.
Five Months Later
Dante walked through the house. It had been five months since Rona had been taken and they had found no sign of her. Everything they heard seemed to only lead them to shadows and rock. Nothing that could help them determine where she could be held or if she was even alive.
Virgil had moved in with Dante and Trish, though he usually stayed on his own. He worked hard to find her and seemed to grow depressed when each clue led them to a dead end. But he kept trying.
Upon opening the door to his room, Dante wondered why the light was off. He had kept it on in case Rona escaped and found her way back. Could it have happened after so long?
He switched the light on to find a feminine figure searching his room. She was dressed completely in black and wore a mask that covered her nose and mouth.
Moving like a cat, she jumped and kicked the door closed and kicked Dante in the back, knocking him forward onto his knees. Her next move was predictable and quickly stopped. She tried to bring the heel of her boot down on his head only to be blocked with his crossed arms. He threw her back and rolled to his sword.
"Look, babe. I didn't mean to interrupt your search but whatever you were looking for isn't here." Dante said as he turned to face here. It was then that he noticed what he couldn't before. A ring hung around her neck by an already old string. The ring was a thin gold band with a small diamond.
Could it be? He wondered. "Rona?"
Her golden eyes narrowed, trying to figure out who this man was. "How do you know me?" She asked.
"It's me." He answered. "Dante. I gave you that ring."
Her hand flew to the ring, almost as if she had to make sure it was actually there. Her eyes stayed focused on him, digging into him to see if he was telling the truth. Something suddenly hit the back of her head, knocking her onto the ground where she slowly lost consciousness.
Dante slowly walked to Virgil who stood over the limp body of Rona. "You do know who she is, right?" He asked, knowing it would keep him from killing her. "She found us."
"But she doesn't know who we are." Virgil answered coldly. "And there's something."
"What?"
Virgil knelt down and gently rolled her onto her back. "She's pregnant, Dante. She's barely begun to show."
Dante struck the nearest wall, ignoring the blood that flowed from his knuckles. "Banith's?" He asked in a whisper, not really wanting to know the answer.
"I can't think of anyone else. He's the only one of his kind. He's the only demon that's close to being a vampire. It makes sense that he'd want to increase his number." Virgil spoke, allowing no emotion into his voice or onto his face. He couldn't let Dante know he was just as angry.
"But why her?" Dante asked, now facing Virgil.
"Because we wanted her. This is his revenge against us both. He knew I would try to stop him if I had the chance, but she didn't give me one. He also knows you were the one that sent Mundus back." He paused. "He chose the perfect revenge."
Dante stomped out, ignoring the fact that something would have to be done about Rona. He was thankful that Trish wasn't there. She had gone to search for Rona in Europe, claiming that was where Banith liked to stay. He relished the vampire myths and did everything he could to make the believers afraid of the night. She thought that was where he would take her, but she was wrong. He never left the city.
Virgil placed Rona on the bed and tied her so she couldn't attack them. He knew what had happened. He didn't need to be told. Banith had taken her mind, her will. He made her as dangerous as a sword and then used her when he was confident enough in that she could protect his offspring.
Carefully removing the mask, he watched as her lips moved, silently chanting something he couldn't understand. He lightly brushed his fingers over her lips and whispered, "Be calm, precious. There is no threat to you here."
She stopped her silent chant, becoming as still as the dead.
Virgil closed his eyes against the burning tears threatening to fall. "Forgive me for not stopping him." He whispered.
