"So you don't have a car?"
"In my defense, I keep getting cheated out of my money and I'm up to my knees in debt because of it."
The two brothers' conversation had gone like this for the majority of their taxi ride, with the driver listening in just for the entertainment.
"You need a better financial advisor. Do you even have a financial advisor?"
"Verge, I'm going to be honest here. I have never heard of a financial advisor until now."
"... How exactly have you kept that shop running?..."
"Dumb luck and sheer stubbornness."
Vergil sighed heavily as he placed a hand on his face in a vain attempt to sufficate himself so he didn't have to bear his brother's idiotic life decisions.
Dante looked out of the window of the cab awkwardly, embarrassed that he had been admittedly less conscious of his finances that he thought.
Dante thought back to the events at the shop. At the time, he had thought the condom gag was a clever way of breaking the news of Nero's existence to Vergil.
He was fairly sure that Nero was Vergil's son, however unlikely that might be. Dante himself never had any luck with women. Plus Nero was too young to be a product of one of his teenage escapades.
The kid was only around seventeen, and both Dante and Vergil were legal at the time of what would be Nero conception, but Dante had stopped his sexual exploration two years before Nero's supposed birth.
Dante continued to ponder the matter while Vergil recovered from his bout of second hand shame.
Vergil knew that Dante had become much stronger than their father, and if Dante had done it by simply working a devil slaying business then Vergil was willing to see if his methods were effective.
The sword that rested in Vergil's lap, Alastor, crackled with an great amount of power, greater than Vergil's own demonic strength.
While Rebellion and Yamato grew and shrunk in power depending on the user, other Devil Arms were locked at a certain amount of strength until upgraded with the energy of their wielder.
Vergil was eager to see what kind of Devil Arm they were facing, even if he didn't show it visually. Reliable weapons were rare when it came to Devil Arms, and Dante was simply lucky to have so many of them.
The rest of the car ride was relatively silent except for the gentle tune of the radio when the taxi driver felt it had gotten too quiet.
As the taxi came to a stop, the brothers practically leapt out of their respective seats.
As the taxi pulled away, the brothers laid eyes on a large mansion like building, made mostly from wood. Many windows lined the house, and above the mansion a large vortex of storm clouds swirled.
A window on the second floor of the house then exploded with a blue light and the window shattered, sending the two brothers into rush mode.
Dante and Vergil burst into the home, their weapons held at the ready. After a quick scan of the first floor, they moved on to the second floor.
They ran into a hallway where a woman was struggling to hold a door closed, the same door the window had broken in.
Dante rushed uo to the woman and nodded at her pleading look.
"Ma'am, is it in there?"
"Yes! Please, help my son! He thought he could use it!"
A flash of light erupted from the door, sending the woman into the wall opposite to the door. Her head cracked against the wood of the wall, knocking her unconscious.
Vergil was quick to move.
He tapped Dante on the shoulder as he passed by, gesturing to the unconscious woman.
Dante nodded as Vergil entered the room, slamming said door shut when the older half devil passed the door frame.
Vergil stepped into the room calmly, holding Alastor tightly as his demonic power sent off a sensation of dominance.
A boy no older than fourteen gripped a black katana that crackled with blue lightning. The boy's veins had blackened around his neck and hands and his eyes were bloodshot.
The boy growled as Vergil lifted Alastor.
"I will be your opponant today, boy. I would suggest you drop the sword, should you have any will left."
The response Vergil received was an inhuman roar from the boy and a bolt of lightning that struck a few feet away from where Vergil stood.
"Very well. You choose poorly!"
Vergil shouted as he unleashed his blinding speed. Alastor was heavier than Yamato, but it was just as effective.
The boy lifted the black katana in his hands with a speed comparable to electricity, blocking and parrying Vergil's blows with demonic ease.
Vergil called forth a hail of summoned swords, forcing the boy backwards as the ethereal blades impaled the wooden floor.
Vergil rushed in from the side, colliding with the boy. The boy then lifted his leg and planted it in Vergil's stomach, making him take a step back.
The boy then swung the katana. Vergil had been out of reach of the blade itself, but that did not stop the multiple invisible slashes from cutting into Vergil's arms and legs.
Vergil growled as he swung Alastor, letting go of the sword mid-swing and imitating Round Trip.
Alastor collided with the boy's katana, sending him flying off his feet and out of the window.
The boy landed roughly, sliding in the mud that had gathered from the now downpouring storm clouds.
Vergil leapt out of the window, landing with the grace of a feather floating in the air. He caught Alastor easily as it returned to him.
The boy wrenched himself from the ground, clearly exhausted from the possession of the Devil Arm.
"I will say this only once more. Drop the weapon."
The boy, still in the grip of the possession, readied the katana in a manner that instantly brought alarm to Vergil's mind.
The boy held the weapon, preparing for an attack that was similar to Judgement Cut.
Vergil's demonic side kicked in and the resulting DT explosion knocked the boy out of the stance. Before he could recover, Vergil was before him in all of his demonic glory.
The boy lifted the katana to attack, but his arm was caught by the Triggered half devil.
Vergil continued to tighten his grip until the hand of the boy went slack, allowing the katana to fall from it's host.
One last thunder strike was heard before the sword embedded itself in the mud, now unable to effect the environment without a host.
The boy proceeded to pass out in Vergil's grip, forcing the half devil to sheathe Alastor and carry the boy.
Vergil's Devil Trigger deactivated as he entered the mansion again, leaving Vergil's wounds mostly healed.
Dante stood near the couch with the woman sitting down. Her head was wrapped in some gauze and a small blood spot was stained into it.
The woman visibly brightened upon seeing her son safe, but stumbled back onto the couch when she tried to stand.
Vergil set the boy down on the couch, which was for all intents and purposes, well made.
"Is he going to be okay?"
The two half devils took a look at the boy before giving their answer.
"He should be fine. He will be bedridden for a few days and his bruises and cuts will take more time to heal, but his body is mostly intact."
Vergil said, watching as the blackened veins around the boy's neck and hands slowly dispersed.
"What was the history behind that sword? Any idea why it was suddenly possessed?"
Dante asked, still leaning on the arm of the couch. The woman shook her head as she ran her hands through her sons hair.
"No. That sword was a family heirloom. It's been passed down for nearly fifteen generations. My son always found it fascinating that a sword like that could remain so intact with so little care. I have no idea why a normal little heirloom would get possessed so suddenly."
Vergil looked out of the first floor window, gazing at the sword which was still standing upright in the mud.
"A family heirloom is more likely to become a Devil Arm than other hand-me-downs. After so long being in one family, the sword gains a sentience of it's own and becomes a demon in order to continue helping the family it has been passed down in."
Dante explained. Vergil raised an eyebrow at the information that his brother shared, surprised to know Dante even remembered it.
The woman nodded before standing and walking up to Vergil and Dante.
She offered her hand, which Dante shook. She then gestured to the sword that was still outside.
"You can take it for payment if you want it. I still have the money for the job as well."
Dante gave Vergil a nod of approval when he noticed him staring at the black katana.
Dante watched as Vergil left the mansion approached the sword. He then turned his attention to the woman, who was asking what amount they wanted for their job.
Vergil stared at the katana intently, studying the blade. He then reached down and ripped the blade from the ground, tossing it into the air.
The blade spun in the air before returning to Vergil's hand. The half devil then swung the sword multiple times at breakneck speed, seemingly cutting the very air.
He then switched his stance and prepared a Judgement Cut, unleashing the power of the lighting Katana into the swirling black storm clouds.
The clouds stood still for a second, then exploded as an invisible blade cut through them an uncountable number of times, reducing the clouds to nothing.
A ray of sunlight shone down on the blue coated half devil as he slipped the katana into his belt.
After his test drive Vergil took another look at the black katana. It's grip was thin and long, having lost it's leather covering and exposing the handle underneath. The handle was made out of a wooden material that was also stained black. Multiple rings lined the handle for extra grip.
The guard of the katana was a wide circle shape with many inscriptions etched into the metal. The metal itself was the same black steel the blade and pommel cap were made out of.
The blade of the sword was forty one inches in length, and bore a sharp inward curve at the point of the blade. The edge of the blade was also etched with inscriptions and stopped about halfway down the blade.
The katanta was a good forty seven inches long including the grip and blade. Vergil twirled the sword before slipping it back into his belt.
The blade then crackled with lightning and the name of the sword flowed into the half devil's mind.
'Takemikazuchi'
Vergil shook his head of the word before heading back to the mansion. Dante walked out just as Vergil was approaching with a small wad of cash in his hand.
"Lucky day bro, we got paid double for saving her son!"
"Let me see the amount."
Dante was about to toss the stack of money into Vergil's hand, but stopped short.
"You're not gonna steal this are ya?"
"How exactly would I steal money that I earned?"
"Fair point."