Author's Note: Devil May Cry and Characters are not mine. That is all Capcom. The song Come to Me is from Fright Night 1 and 2, also not mine. I'll put the song lyrics in its entirety at the end of the story. Just borrowing for the story. This will be Yaoi and MPREG. Warnings will be set accordingly. This story will be on in 2 places. One will be and the other, Archive of Our Own.

Prologue: First Spark, Fate's Play

Vergil looked up from his book as he watched Dante and Sparda spar. For a few weeks now, since Dante held his hand as they walked home from a spar, Vergil felt something. It warmed him all over, dusted his cheeks pink and his heart to race. When he looked at his twin, he suppressed a gasp as he saw Dante's aura and felt his power. The younger twin radiated power! He watched as Dante dodged their father's assault and fired with Luce and Ombra which their father allowed him to borrow. Vergil slightly jumped when he heard Sparda yelp. Dante managed to cap their father's ass!

"Watch the assets boy!" Sparda hissed. Vergil bit back a giggle while Dante smirked.

"Better watch the doughnuts then Old Man." Dante said smartly. "You're turning into the perfect target!" Vergil giggled into his book while Sparda look scandalized.

"Are you calling me fat boy?!" Sparda yelped. Dante shrugged.

"Well, nah," The younger son said carefully. "But…you got a slight battle of the bulge going on." Vergil squeaked as he saw their father's eyes bleed red. But Dante was ready, picking up Rebellion and met their father head on.

"THAT INSOLENCE WILL GET YOU KILLED ONE DAY BOY!" Sparda said demonically. Dante just smirked.

"If that's how I go, BRING IT ON!" Dante said as he hiked up his aura and power a bit as they clashed again. Vergil continued to watch; his book forgotten on his lap. He closed his eyes and couldn't suppress the blush that heated his fair cheeks. Dante's power and aura were driving him crazy! Unbeknownst to him, his own aura, allure, and power radiated a bit. While it did nothing to Sparda, Dante took notice and grinned. He began to strut, smirk on his face. Vergil hid his face. Dante was as proud as a peacock! Sparda ceased his attack and observed. Then he chuckled.

"All right," He said as he clapped his hands as a teacher would. "That is enough for today, let's pack it up!" Dante nodded and grabbed Rebellion before helping Vergil to his feet, who grabbed Yamato and his book. Sparda couldn't help but grin when he saw Dante hand a lily to the older twin, who blushed and accepted it. He was mildly shocked at what was unfolding before him. It seemed that his eldest was both Alpha and Omega but his youngest was a straight up Alpha. And a powerful Alpha at that. Sparda thought to himself. Who would have thought my sons were destined for each other…. It wasn't taboo for them, for twin devils were a rarity. But it was quite clear on who was going to come out on top in the end….

Sparda led his children back home, occasionally smiling softly. The twins were talking softly, and Dante made sure Vergil didn't wander too far from his sight, even helped him when it deemed difficult for the elder twin to climb properly.

"Ah," Vergil yelped as his hand grazed a sharp sone. Dante immediately took his hand and to their surprise, licked the wound clean! Instantly, the wound healed up and Vergil blushed. Dante looked away, a blush on his face as well and he growled softly, Vergil's blood still in his mouth.

"Dante?" Vergil called softly. The younger twin purred, and Vergil gasped as he saw his twin's eyes. They were red and gold. He licked away the blood that tried to escape his mouth before settling down.

"I'm fine Verge," He said in a rough voice. "Come on, we don't need the Old Man breaking a hip."

"I HEARD THAT!" Sparda called. The twins blinked then laughed before moving again to meet up with their father. Sparda shook his head and sighed. Dante has a lot to learn! He needs to be ready! Vergil has to slow it down! He sensed that his eldest's devil was coming to the forefront faster than his twin's. Why is that? They are not balanced…. they NEED that! Sparda knew that without balance, that the results would be disastrous….

Sparda sighed as he sat back in his armchair by the fireplace. He saw that he needed to be there for the boys. There was a lot to teach them, especially the new development of their relationship. He knew that if Vergil chose Omega that the elder would have to be careful, for he could fall pregnant! He knew that Dante would be all right, the younger was a hellion. Quite rebellious that one! Sparda chuckled. He is very much like me…. Ah, a successor….my Heir…..He chuckled. He hated that he had to leave them and the love of his life. He held the envelope in his hands, silently weighing the options. It was still sealed but the Demon of Death already knew what it was. It was a letter from the Council, and it was a mission. As Lord, he couldn't shirk his responsibility…. But he didn't want to leave his family….He could've easily burned it…..He groaned as he set down his tea and broke the seal.

Dante woke up to hearing movement and made his way downstairs and saw his father gearing up.

"Where the fuck are you going?" He asked sharply.

"Language Boy." Sparda warned as he glared at his younger son. "I have a mission…."

"Oh I see, Duty before Family eh?"

"You're too young to understand….."

"I understand plenty!" Dante hissed. "You're ditching us!"

"I'm doing this to protect you all. The demons will not rest ever!"

"I could give a flying fuck!" Dante countered. "You're leaving your wife and children defenseless!"

"You boys will do fine without me!"

"Oh cut the bullshit Old Man!" Dante argued. "You just want to bail!"

"You will understand one day!" Sparda said as he holstered Luce and Ombra and placed the Force Edge on his back. "Vergil will serve in my stead; you will help him and both of you will help your mother."

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" Dante bellowed. Sparda put the letter into his coat and looked at his rebellious son. He admired what he saw within his eyes. It was fierce love, a fire to protect his family, Justice and Honor. He also saw the stubborn rebellious streak that will that just won't quit!

"You will exceed my expectations Boy." Sparda said cryptically. "I am so proud of you. I love you all and give my love to Nero." Dante blinked. Who the fuck is Nero? That's it the Old Man went bats! Sparda walked out the door and Dante ran after him. Sparda climbed onto his horse and with a final look to his youngest, placed his helmet on.

"HEED MY WORDS BOY! YOU HAVE QUITE A JOURNEY AHEAD OF YOU. DO NOT FOLD UNDER THE WEIGHT!" With a cry, Sparda rode off and Dante growled.

"ONE DAY OLD MAN, I WILL KICK YOUR ASS INTO THE DUST!" Sparda smirked under his helmet as he urged the horse faster.

I look forward to it….

Dante bit back his anger so much that he didn't realize that he bit into his cheek, nor did he feel a tentative hand on his shoulder. He turned and saw Vergil, half asleep but very concerned.

"Verge I..."

"I heard everything." The older twin said softly. "Why did he...?"

"The Old Man chose duty over us." Dante said angrily. "I tried..."

"Dante, no," Vergil said as he cupped Dante's face between his hands. "You didn't fail. He failed..." Dante bit back a swear but hugged his twin. His heart clenched so tight it hurt. They were alone. He, his twin, their mother...He felt his rage burn through him.

That asshole! Dante's mind snarled. He bailed!

"Dante, let it go...He's made his choice. Let's go to bed, we have much to do in the morning."

"This isn't fucking fair Verge! I swear, one day, his ass is MINE!"