Yay! REVIEWS! Uhhhh, here's chapter 2.
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Gun slingin'
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It only took Virgil 5 more minutes to get home. He HATED storms, especially the lightning and thunder part. Not that he was afraid of them, it just unnerved him. He forgot all about this when he got home. He walked inside, clumps of his white hair sticking together from the rain. He looked behind him only to see the rain stopping.
"Typical" He thought. He walked to the back room, his father was there, waiting for him.
"Hello Virgil. The rain's stopped, so I guess you can learn how to use a gun." He said grinning. "I've set up an area in the garden for you to practice on."
Virgil just grinned back, and followed his father into the back garden. Luckily they were far away from others so they wouldn't have the police knocking at their door.
In the garden was a small table at the front, with Ebony and Ivory settled on it. There were targets placed all over the garden. Some close, some further away.
"I'm sure I don't need to tell you to be careful with this?"
"You're right, you don't." He said cockily. Like father like son.
"First things first, try to feel the weight of the gun. Its heavy so don't fire it just yet." Virgil picked up the gun, aiming it at the closest target. It was quite heavy, though not difficult to aim.
"Ok, now give it a couple of test shots, be aware of the recoil." Virgil fired.
Bang!
Virgil fired a shot. It missed completely, striking the ground and sending up a clod of dirt.
"That's some recoil." Virgil said.
"You probably want to get used to the recoil first. It gets easier then."
"Uh-huh." Virgil fired off a few more shots, none hit their targets. Virgil then aimed at the target right at the back, the one that was on a wooden post. He fired off 7 consecutive shots. He then fired off two more shots, splintering the wooden post, knocking the target over. Vigil grinned.
"Howzat?"
"That was… pretty good." His father said, surprised. They both walked up to the target lying on the floor. Dante picked it up. It showed 7 bullet holes on it, in the form of a smiley face.
"Virgil, did you?"
"Trigger? Nope."
"How?"
"I play enough computer games with that gunpad, so I know how to aim. It was just a case of getting used to the gun."
"Wanna try a few more targets?"
"Sure." Virgil carried on firing at the other targets, decimating them.
"Do these guns EVER need reloading?" Virgil asked.
"No, they were made from some interesting materials I found. Add a couple of magi's and you have yourself an everlasting gun."
"Nice."
Dante walked round the side of the house and brought out two swords. One was just a run-of-the-mill sword, the other was the Force Edge.
"Want to get some more sword practice Virgil?"
"Sure, if you want to get beaten again."
Dante laughed and threw the Force Edge to him. He caught it and readied himself. Dante would usually get the advantage at the beginning, but as soon as Virgil started to think he would lose, he would get nervous, So he would trigger. He had no control over it, he just had to be careful if he never got pissed off or scared.
The two were clanging away, and once again Dante's sword was knocked from his hands by a greater force. Virgil caught it, and offered it back to him. He took it back, and they carried on fighting.
It was now starting to get dark, so they both went inside. Dante ordered some Chinese (he never was any good at cooking). When it arrived, they sat down to eat.
"Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"When can I go on a mission with you?"
"All in good time. I need the right one to come along. I cant expect you to be able to fight masses of hellcats, you need something a bit more…"
"Easy?"
"Yeah, I know it sounds unfair Virgil, but that's the way it is."
They finished their meal and watched some TV. Shortly after, Virgil decided to go to bed. All that fighting just wore him out.
He undressed, and climbed into bed wondering what kind of mission was 'the right type'. He fell asleep.
Virgil was dreaming again. It was the same dream he had earlier on in the day. He could hear his heart beating slowly in the background. He was being held by the neck by a pale-faced creature. It almost looked human, like it was dead. This time, he noticed something else. There was more than just one of them, there were at least 6. All were standing around him. Everything was blurry, the blood on the carpet, the hand holding him, the tongue coming out, and Alastor embedded in the floor. He was trying to reach it again, and he could see it sparking to life as his fingers touched it…
"Virgil. Virgil! Wake up!"
"… What?"
"Get dressed and meet me downstairs."
"Not another midnight training session. These things are gonna kill me." He thought as he slowly got up.
He got dressed and headed downstairs
"Yea?" he said tiredly, and let out a yawn.
Dante handed Virgil the Force Edge, and ebony. "Time for you to get some real experience. Come on Virgil, this is your first mission."
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You will have to wait for the next chapter. Heheh, you want some more don't you?
If you do, GIVE ME A REVIEW.
Ohh that rhymed.
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Gun slingin'
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It only took Virgil 5 more minutes to get home. He HATED storms, especially the lightning and thunder part. Not that he was afraid of them, it just unnerved him. He forgot all about this when he got home. He walked inside, clumps of his white hair sticking together from the rain. He looked behind him only to see the rain stopping.
"Typical" He thought. He walked to the back room, his father was there, waiting for him.
"Hello Virgil. The rain's stopped, so I guess you can learn how to use a gun." He said grinning. "I've set up an area in the garden for you to practice on."
Virgil just grinned back, and followed his father into the back garden. Luckily they were far away from others so they wouldn't have the police knocking at their door.
In the garden was a small table at the front, with Ebony and Ivory settled on it. There were targets placed all over the garden. Some close, some further away.
"I'm sure I don't need to tell you to be careful with this?"
"You're right, you don't." He said cockily. Like father like son.
"First things first, try to feel the weight of the gun. Its heavy so don't fire it just yet." Virgil picked up the gun, aiming it at the closest target. It was quite heavy, though not difficult to aim.
"Ok, now give it a couple of test shots, be aware of the recoil." Virgil fired.
Bang!
Virgil fired a shot. It missed completely, striking the ground and sending up a clod of dirt.
"That's some recoil." Virgil said.
"You probably want to get used to the recoil first. It gets easier then."
"Uh-huh." Virgil fired off a few more shots, none hit their targets. Virgil then aimed at the target right at the back, the one that was on a wooden post. He fired off 7 consecutive shots. He then fired off two more shots, splintering the wooden post, knocking the target over. Vigil grinned.
"Howzat?"
"That was… pretty good." His father said, surprised. They both walked up to the target lying on the floor. Dante picked it up. It showed 7 bullet holes on it, in the form of a smiley face.
"Virgil, did you?"
"Trigger? Nope."
"How?"
"I play enough computer games with that gunpad, so I know how to aim. It was just a case of getting used to the gun."
"Wanna try a few more targets?"
"Sure." Virgil carried on firing at the other targets, decimating them.
"Do these guns EVER need reloading?" Virgil asked.
"No, they were made from some interesting materials I found. Add a couple of magi's and you have yourself an everlasting gun."
"Nice."
Dante walked round the side of the house and brought out two swords. One was just a run-of-the-mill sword, the other was the Force Edge.
"Want to get some more sword practice Virgil?"
"Sure, if you want to get beaten again."
Dante laughed and threw the Force Edge to him. He caught it and readied himself. Dante would usually get the advantage at the beginning, but as soon as Virgil started to think he would lose, he would get nervous, So he would trigger. He had no control over it, he just had to be careful if he never got pissed off or scared.
The two were clanging away, and once again Dante's sword was knocked from his hands by a greater force. Virgil caught it, and offered it back to him. He took it back, and they carried on fighting.
It was now starting to get dark, so they both went inside. Dante ordered some Chinese (he never was any good at cooking). When it arrived, they sat down to eat.
"Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"When can I go on a mission with you?"
"All in good time. I need the right one to come along. I cant expect you to be able to fight masses of hellcats, you need something a bit more…"
"Easy?"
"Yeah, I know it sounds unfair Virgil, but that's the way it is."
They finished their meal and watched some TV. Shortly after, Virgil decided to go to bed. All that fighting just wore him out.
He undressed, and climbed into bed wondering what kind of mission was 'the right type'. He fell asleep.
Virgil was dreaming again. It was the same dream he had earlier on in the day. He could hear his heart beating slowly in the background. He was being held by the neck by a pale-faced creature. It almost looked human, like it was dead. This time, he noticed something else. There was more than just one of them, there were at least 6. All were standing around him. Everything was blurry, the blood on the carpet, the hand holding him, the tongue coming out, and Alastor embedded in the floor. He was trying to reach it again, and he could see it sparking to life as his fingers touched it…
"Virgil. Virgil! Wake up!"
"… What?"
"Get dressed and meet me downstairs."
"Not another midnight training session. These things are gonna kill me." He thought as he slowly got up.
He got dressed and headed downstairs
"Yea?" he said tiredly, and let out a yawn.
Dante handed Virgil the Force Edge, and ebony. "Time for you to get some real experience. Come on Virgil, this is your first mission."
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You will have to wait for the next chapter. Heheh, you want some more don't you?
If you do, GIVE ME A REVIEW.
Ohh that rhymed.