AN: Well here I am. Its 11 19 AM. And since I got a whole hour to kill
before my next class, I decided to write my next chapter. To hrm. I
understand that descriptive is a part of being an author and that criticism
is also part of being an author. But maybe you need to be a little more
open minded. Do you know how many authors here on ff.net have typos and
errors in their stories, and do you know how many authors spell name's
wrong? I'm not looking to be a Nobel peace prize winner or a 5 star high
class author like John Grisham or what not. I'm just some college student
that has some free time on his hands that decides to put out some cheesy
cross over because I felt like it. I don't know maybe I should pay
attention to my grammar and spelling. But what can I say. I'm lazy. And
for the fight scene. Hey why don't you use your imagination? You don't
expect Ole Raven here to do ALL the work for you guys do ya?
However I will be able TRY and take every idea that I come across into consideration.
Chapter 3
"So your Angel's son eh?" Dante asked as he watched Connor carefully in his room. There was something he did not trust about this Kid.
"Yeah, what's it to you?" Connor shot back with a hit of venom in his voice.
"Oh nothing I just find it kind of odd that that you're a human while your father and mother was both vampires. I also find it kind of odd that Angel disappeared around the same time that you have been in here in LA. I mean he could not have just vanished off the face of the earth now can he. Know anything about that?"
Connor knew what Dante was trying to do. He was trying to get Connor to fess up to his crime or at least to cough out something that he knew. Little did Dante know that, Connor was the actual culprit for this case?
"You don't know anything about me. You think you can just come in here and accuse me of something like that.."
"I don't know what to think right now, Connor. But I do a thing or two about Cortov. I know that it is similar to hell. I know that any one who steps in almost never survives, I also know that any one that DOES survive, is usually not the most trust worthy person around. I should know. I spent a little time in Cortov my self." Dante replied. You can almost feel the tension between Connor and the Son of Sparda.
"Really, well then you know that one of the rules is that, you should never fight battles you can't win.Mr. Dante." Connor shot back. The hatred between these two people is like adding fuel to an already flaming fire.
"There hasn't been a battle I ever lost yet. Connor, just to let you know, I don't trust you. I don't know what it is about you that I don't trust, but none the less, I don't trust you."
The two warriors are only inches away from each other. It seem as if any one of them were about to launch an attack.
Dante just smiled coyly "See Connor? I can smell fear coming from your breath. That already tells me something that YOU had a little hand in your father's disappearance. I have no solid proof of that, but if I do find out that you had something to do with this, "boy", you're going to wish that you stayed your sorry ass in Cortov. I got my eye on you." Dante finished. Now Connor was pissed. No one has ever challenged him like the way Dante had. Already this came to a bad start.
As Dante left Connor's room, Connor whispered harshly under his breath.
"I got my eye on you to, devil man."
"Dante come on man. You really think that Connor, Angel's own son had something to do with this. "Gunn replied as he was putting away the weapons from the last mission that he and Fred recently went on.
Dante continued to punch the punching bag repeadietlty.
"I can't put my finger on it, but I think he knows something." Dante replied as he kept his focus on the bag.
"Look Connor maybe a little bit "off" but he is no killer. I mean he did just spend like 15 years. Or what it seems to us 15 years in a hell filled dimension, "
"Exactly why would not use him as the new poster boy for trust worthy. You don't know the whole story or Cortov, trust me it's not pretty."
"Oh really Mr. Half devil half human, and you would know a little something about that?"
Dante signed as Gunn replied with his smug comment.
"I spent a little time In Cortov, searching for something, when I came out I was a different person Gunn.if it wasn't for her, I would not be the person I am today." Dante said back as he stopped pummeling the bag.
"Her. What do you mean by her?" Gunn asked confused.
Dante did not reply, he just looked out the window.
"The point is, that kid's nick name was the Destroyer in Cortov. Any one with that kind of nick name, epically in Cortov, is not really noted as trust worthy Gunn."
Dante walked out of the room and downstairs. As Dante descended down the stairs, the double glass doors sprang open as he saw a dark figure emerging from the doors then collapsing on the ground. He was wearing a black torn leather coat, similar to Dante's and had spiky hair, he looked as if he has not eaten for years to come.
Dante rushed over to the fallen "person"
"Hey man you ok?" Dante began until he turned the person over and it revealed Angel's face.
"Connor.where's Connor." where Angel's last words before he passed out.
"So. You must be Angel.." Dante said to him self as he helped the vampire onto the sofa in front of the room.
However I will be able TRY and take every idea that I come across into consideration.
Chapter 3
"So your Angel's son eh?" Dante asked as he watched Connor carefully in his room. There was something he did not trust about this Kid.
"Yeah, what's it to you?" Connor shot back with a hit of venom in his voice.
"Oh nothing I just find it kind of odd that that you're a human while your father and mother was both vampires. I also find it kind of odd that Angel disappeared around the same time that you have been in here in LA. I mean he could not have just vanished off the face of the earth now can he. Know anything about that?"
Connor knew what Dante was trying to do. He was trying to get Connor to fess up to his crime or at least to cough out something that he knew. Little did Dante know that, Connor was the actual culprit for this case?
"You don't know anything about me. You think you can just come in here and accuse me of something like that.."
"I don't know what to think right now, Connor. But I do a thing or two about Cortov. I know that it is similar to hell. I know that any one who steps in almost never survives, I also know that any one that DOES survive, is usually not the most trust worthy person around. I should know. I spent a little time in Cortov my self." Dante replied. You can almost feel the tension between Connor and the Son of Sparda.
"Really, well then you know that one of the rules is that, you should never fight battles you can't win.Mr. Dante." Connor shot back. The hatred between these two people is like adding fuel to an already flaming fire.
"There hasn't been a battle I ever lost yet. Connor, just to let you know, I don't trust you. I don't know what it is about you that I don't trust, but none the less, I don't trust you."
The two warriors are only inches away from each other. It seem as if any one of them were about to launch an attack.
Dante just smiled coyly "See Connor? I can smell fear coming from your breath. That already tells me something that YOU had a little hand in your father's disappearance. I have no solid proof of that, but if I do find out that you had something to do with this, "boy", you're going to wish that you stayed your sorry ass in Cortov. I got my eye on you." Dante finished. Now Connor was pissed. No one has ever challenged him like the way Dante had. Already this came to a bad start.
As Dante left Connor's room, Connor whispered harshly under his breath.
"I got my eye on you to, devil man."
"Dante come on man. You really think that Connor, Angel's own son had something to do with this. "Gunn replied as he was putting away the weapons from the last mission that he and Fred recently went on.
Dante continued to punch the punching bag repeadietlty.
"I can't put my finger on it, but I think he knows something." Dante replied as he kept his focus on the bag.
"Look Connor maybe a little bit "off" but he is no killer. I mean he did just spend like 15 years. Or what it seems to us 15 years in a hell filled dimension, "
"Exactly why would not use him as the new poster boy for trust worthy. You don't know the whole story or Cortov, trust me it's not pretty."
"Oh really Mr. Half devil half human, and you would know a little something about that?"
Dante signed as Gunn replied with his smug comment.
"I spent a little time In Cortov, searching for something, when I came out I was a different person Gunn.if it wasn't for her, I would not be the person I am today." Dante said back as he stopped pummeling the bag.
"Her. What do you mean by her?" Gunn asked confused.
Dante did not reply, he just looked out the window.
"The point is, that kid's nick name was the Destroyer in Cortov. Any one with that kind of nick name, epically in Cortov, is not really noted as trust worthy Gunn."
Dante walked out of the room and downstairs. As Dante descended down the stairs, the double glass doors sprang open as he saw a dark figure emerging from the doors then collapsing on the ground. He was wearing a black torn leather coat, similar to Dante's and had spiky hair, he looked as if he has not eaten for years to come.
Dante rushed over to the fallen "person"
"Hey man you ok?" Dante began until he turned the person over and it revealed Angel's face.
"Connor.where's Connor." where Angel's last words before he passed out.
"So. You must be Angel.." Dante said to him self as he helped the vampire onto the sofa in front of the room.