Arc 1. Prologue: Forbidden Name

I always remember that day. Blazing Infernos, the smell of blood, the demonic presence, and my mother's sacrifice for me and my brother… In a way, I can't help but hope that even now… his brother survived, despite knowing otherwise.

The ringing on the other end of my desk took me out of my own past for a moment. Sometimes I wanted to either slice the phone apart or disconnect the line without issue, but as my eyes opened to glare at it… I noted which one was ringing.

"Morrison." I said simply, "Always with these false leads as of late."

I picked up one of the phones and brought it to my ears, I could feel the pristine white plastic upon my ear, "What is it Morrison, you and I both know that this better be good."

"I know you are growing restless my friend, but let me just say that I have something good for you this time." said Morrison, "I got a job for you, they are gonna pay upfront AND they got something that I doubt you can say no too at this rate."

"That is a first." I said, "these last few months have been filled with leads that have been nothing but jokes. Good money, but still jokes."

"Well he is coming to your shop soon, so you better be ready." said Morrison, "This guy almost took my head off for this job so you better be happy."

"You will get my cut if this information is valuable." I said, "you get 50% of my cut otherwise."

"Sounds good to me! Tell me how it goes later, got it, partner!"

"I will get ready," I said before hanging up the plastic white phone and standing from my maple wood desk. I turned to the wall behind me and opened my mini fridge a grabbed my cola of choice before walking over to my room above the office space that I had acquired from Morrison. I set my drink on my dresser as I waked up the stairs and I opened the dresser without much effort, I got mostly dressed and grabbed my drink before walking down the stairs, I cracked open the drink and drank a little bit of it before I made it to the bottom of the stairs and looked upon my office… and noted the person that stood in the center of the room.

"You."

The man looked toward me, he smiled and Spoke.

"Your brother invites you to a party to die for." said the preist-like man at the other end of the room. He grasp the bookshelf where he stood and flung it toward me without any effort.

I kicked the bookshelf back toward the man, only to see him long gone as the bookshelf crashed into the walls, I hummed to myself and grabbed walked toward the door, and grabbed my jacket that hung from the weapon rack, which held my ace in the hole. I opened the door and saw a hoard of demons standing outside with chaos around them, the whole city was in chaos, I looked behind me to see the outside of my shop damaged slightly, I looked back toward the demon hoard and laughed slightly.

"My brother was never a fan of keeping anything clean. But if he wanted to invite me I might as well entertain him a little." I said with a smirk

I tossed my ace in the hole into the air and flung my coat behind me before thrusting my arms through the sleeves, I turned and buttoned the coat before the scabbard of my sword fell to the ground, and I caught it without issue and held it out to catch the sword it was meant to hold… the Yamato as it fell and slid into it. I put my hand on the pommel and drew it slightly before slamming it into the scabbard again… and all of the demons fell to the ground dead without issue.

"My Name is Vergil, Eldest Son of The Sparda Twins, And on my name I will come for you brother."