Epilogue:
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The next morning around 7 am…
The storm's intensity had seemingly faded during the night. Though rain still fell in an unending torrent, the barbaric winds that had once rattled the windows of the streets of Fortuna had subsided and the lightning had ceiced. While thunder was still an occasional occurrence, it was much less disruptive and nowhere near as powerful as it had once been. The roads remained flooded for the time being, but people could once again be seen taking to the streets to perform basic tasks such as shopping and maintenance. All in all, things were starting to look up slightly, the metaphorical and literal dark cloud that had been lowered over the region finally letting up a little.
V was awakened by the unfamiliar sensation of sunlight making contact with his body. When they had returned home the night before, he had been utterly exhausted and remembering to close the curtains had been very low on his list of priorities. A low rumbling purr pulled at the edges of his consciousness, inviting him to fully regain his senses. The young summoner turned his head away from the sunlight slightly, fully aware that Shadow was taking a snooze on the floor beside him.
He sat up and stretched his arms over his head, cursing himself silently as a dull throb crawled through his lower abdomen. He hadn't been awake enough at that moment in time to remember his injuries from the night before. V winced slightly and clambered to his feet, keying into the sound of several voices coming from the other side of the door. Things had been relatively quiet a moment ago. What had changed that so suddenly? V carefully tiptoed over Shadow, not wanting to awaken his feline companion. She and Griffon both deserved their rest. They had done admirably the night before. He glanced down at arms, noting that Griffon had chosen to stay in his tattoo form for now. That was probably a plus for V, considering his beloved bird's mouthy nature.
Upon opening the door, he was greeted with the sight of none other than Magnolia. The middle aged woman was leaned against the doorway, engaged in a conversation with Kyrie that he had only caught the end of. The young brunette looked thrilled and worried to see her new companion all at once.
"It's wonderful to see you, Magnolia but… shouldn't you be…" Kyrie didn't seem to know the polite way to ask her about her medical status. She had been horrified to find out that the kindly Alchemist she had just met had ended up in the emergency room an hour or so afterwards.
Magnolia patted her on the shoulder gently, clearly happy to see her, but also quite worn out. Much to her dismay, she wasn't as young as she once was. "Oh, don't trouble yourself, dear," She said with a kind smile," I won't be here long. I'm off to the docks. If I'm going to have to languish away in a bed for a couple of days, it's going to be in my own flat, yea?"
Kyrie nodded, seemingly still concerned but aware that there was nothing she could do about this. The young woman had come to the conclusion that Nero's friends were all slightly insane and it was best to let them do as they pleased in most cases. Magnolia turned her attention to V, noticing for the first time that he was standing there. She gave him a mischievous smirk, clearly as glad to see that he was alright as he was to see her. He had no idea where to begin trying to thank her for her selfless actions the night before. In saving his life, she had nearly lost hers, and they didn't even know one another.
"... I'd like to thank you for saving me last night… I-"
The alchemist held up her hand, gently shushing him with a waive of her finger and a shake of her head. "Hush now, Love. This isn't my first fight. I didn't go through the trouble of bringing you back from Purgatorio just to let a Faust send you right back," She reached into her pocket, pulling a small piece of cardstock paper from within and handing it to him," Once we all get settled in, give me a call. I'd like to see if I can help you. I hear you're a summoner. Perhaps I can show you a trick or two."
V nodded, looking the small piece of paper over. He would consider her offer. After all, he was in her debt. She'd saved his life. It was a small favor to ask, and it could prove to be beneficial down the road. After a moment he nodded quietly, moreso to himself than to her but she got the message regardless.
Before they could finish their conversation, Vergil and Dante rounded the corner from the living room, seemingly embroiled in some other topic of conversation. Nero shadowed them, though he seemed to be uninvolved in whstervet they were talking about. Upon seeing Magnolia, Vergil craned his neck to the side, clearly inquiring in silence as to what the hell she was doing out of the hospital. "I see they were unable to keep you."
Magnolia schoffed, folding her arms gently around her torso so as to not aggravate her wounds. "If I didn't know better, Vergil Sparda, I'd say you were worried about me," The smug smile on her face spoke volumes," Is that why you're still in town?"
Vergil blanched, horrified by the statement. "Absolutely not. In fact, I was just leaving."
"Yes, I'm sure," She said with a small giggle," Now that I'm here."
The subtle yet totally flabbergasted look on Vergil's face was enough to nearly send Dante into a laughing fit. It wasn't every day that he found someone so adept to getting under his twin brother's skin. The youngest Son of Sparda clapped his brother on the shoulder, gesturing towards her. "You've gotta tell me how you two met sometime. There has to be some history between you two."
Magnolia smirked, waving goodbye to the group as she turned and carefully headed down the stairs. "You're quite right, Dante. Since we're all going in the same direction, we might as well travel together. I can regale you with tales from your brother's youth on the way."
No one present could tell if the face Vergil made at the prospect was anguish, anger, or pure unadulterated terror, but he followed her out of the door, more than likely eager to ask her to reconsider. Dante followed her as well, more than curious as to what dirt she had on his frigid twin. Nero joined V at his side, shaking his head as they all hurried out of the door.
"Yea, next time we run into each other, you've gotta fill me on on some of that, too," Nero said, not even trying to hide his amusement at the concept of being able to relentlessly torment his father with all of his embarrassing secret," I bet it's pretty funny."
Both Nero and V could practically feel their father screaming on the inside as the front door closed. V smirked, suppressing a snicker. Yes, it looked like he did need to pay her a visit. Anyone that good at driving their father insane was worth his time. He turned to Nero, feeling the need to say something but not entirely sure what. Nero seemed to share that sensation, contributing to the awkward silence that settled over them. Thankfully Kyrie, who had gone into the kitchen during all of this to give them space, seemed to feel their discomfort and called to them from the next room, informing them that breakfast would be ready in a few minutes. Nero thanked her and headed towards the stairs, seemingly planning to wake the children.
"... Wait…" V called after him, now more sure of what he wanted to say. A lot had happened between them in the last few days."... Thank you… for everything…"
Nero stopped and gave him a surprised look before scratching the back of his neck, unsure of how to take the comment. On the rare occasion that V tried to open up to him, he was never sure what to say. Every genuine moment between them seemed to come without notice, but he didn't really loathe that. In fact, it almost made him happy. Maybe.
"... You too, I guess," Nero said quietly, glancing towards the stairs,"... I'm gonna go wake up the kids. See you at breakfast?"
V nodded in agreement. They shared a moment of silence (one that was significantly less uncomfortable than the last) and then Nero made good on his word, heading upstairs to go wake up the boys. V turned and went back into his room, opting to take a moment to reflect. Upon entering the room and closing the door, he decided that it would be best to change his clothes before heading to breakfast. Upon sitting down on the bed and pulling the comfortably loose shirt over his head, it occurred to him that what he had just done should have hurt considerably more than it had. He placed the shirt down on the bed and turned his attention to the bandage that covered the laceration he'd received from the Cutlass the night before, carefully peeling it back to check on the injury.
And to his utter disbelief, he was met with nothing more than a bloody bandage. There was no wound to speak of, only the slight soreness that it had left in its wake. V traced the spot where the wound had been, unsure of how to take this sudden revelation. He had never recovered from an injury that quickly in his entire life. What was going on? Had his recent resurrection awakened something within him? Was this some sort of biological fluke? Whatever it was, he was grateful for it for the time being. V wasn't the type to look a gift horse in the mouth.
As he grabbed a spare shirt and laid it down on the bed, he decided to take a quick shower. So many things had happened to him in the last three days. So many things were still left unanswered. And as soon as he felt up to it, he was going to pay Magnolia a visit. Perhaps she and his father could help him locate the answers he so longed for. But all of that would have to come at a later date. For now, he was going to take a hot shower and relax. And then he was going to fight his young nephews for the waffles he could smell from the kitchen. They had lost already, they just didn't know it yet.
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