When I began writing chapter one of Dante Was Wrong, I was also writing Onigashima. After
chapter one was up for a couple days, I got positive feedback from Gem-sama. ^.~ My other
story, on the other hand, hasn't got anything. That positive feedback helped me to decide
to work on this story for now. After writing the second chapter, I got more positive
feedback. Onigashima still hasn't got a damn thing, so here's chapter three! ^.^
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It was Alexander's eighteenth birthday. He, his mother, and his father were all sitting at
the kitchen table, which had many unwrapped presents on it. All were opened, except one
which his father kept in his hands.
Dante stood up and walked towards his son. "Alexander," he said, "I'd like you to have
these," he said as he held out the present.
Alexander opened the present to find two hand-guns. One was black with the word "Ebony"
etched into the side, while the other was silver with the word "Ivory" written on it. "DAD!"
"Yes?"
"You can't give me these! You hand-made these! These have been your's for who knows how
long!"
Dante nodded as he replied, "But I've made two more and I want you to have those. I figure
it's a lot more special than if I was to just make you the new ones. I like it this way.
I hope you like them. I cleaned them just this morning."
"I love 'em, Dad! Thanks so much."
Trish smiled as she seen the only two important men in her long be so happy. She loved it
when they were like this. It was one of the few things that brought her real joy. She
didn't do much, besides cooking and cleaning and writing, which was he favorite thing to
do. She spent most of her time writing whatever was on her mind.
The door bell rang. "I'll get it," Alexander said. He sat Ebony and Ivory down on the table
and ran to the living room and to the door. He opened the door to find a dark figure
standing in the rain. There were no stars in the sky, Alexander noticed. "Hello."
"Alexander?" the dark figure said as he stepped into the light. Alexander was amazed because
the figure, once visible, looked exactly like him. It was like looking at a clone. "You'll
be coming with me."
"What?! Who are-" Alexander was cut off as Hephaistion drilled the side of Alexander's neck
with the side of his hand. Hephaistion caught his counterpart as he fainted.
Dante was alarmed when the door slammed loudly and even after a few minutes, Alexander
wasn't back. He walked to the door to find a letter stuck the the door by a knife. Dante
yelled as he read the note. "I'll kill them!"
Trish came running into the living room, wondering what was going on. "Dante?"
"Someone took Alexander!"
Trish was shocked and scared. Meanwhile, Dante went to the basement to gather his weapons.
He picked up two belts with holsters for guns and ammo. One was empty, while the other
had two guns in it. He grabbed his black trenchcoat that had a place for Sparda to be held
in it. On his way back up the stairs, he grabbed the sheath for Alexander's sword and his
double-barreled sawed-off. He ran into the kitchen and grabbed Ebony and Ivory. He pulled
out his guns; Luce, a silver gun, and Ombra, a black gun. He put a clip and each gun and
cocked them, so they'd be ready when needed. He sprinted to the door and gave his worried
wife a kiss. "I'll be back, baby, and I'll be with Alexander."
Dante ran outside and mounted his red motorcycle. He started the bike and the wheels
squeeled on the wet pavemet as it took off.
* * * * *
As Alexander came to, he found himself tied in an upright position by a strong rope. He
was in an empty cave at the end of a long corridor. Under his feet where symbols in blue,
red, and white chalk, and a few feet away from him was a very similar set of symbols.
Hephaistion's footsteps echoed off the walls as the walked towards Alexander. "I've really
wanted to meet you. I'm only your clone, you know. I was cloned by the Echidna tribe, which
as you may not know, your mother was originally from."
"What's this mean to me?" Alexander remarked.
"Don't be smart," Hephaistion replied as he walked within ten feet of Alexander. "It's just
part of your... our history.
"I can't deal with just being some demon's clone. I can't be that person who was just a
clone. I just can't. But with the spell the Queen is going to do soon, I'll be a finished
masterpiece- a combination of the clone and the original."
"My father will be here soon. You're not a powerful as he is!"
"I'm counting on it. And whether I'll be powerful enough or not is up for debate. I'm not
sure your father will be as powerful as me, you, and Nelo Angelo combined in one."
Hephaistion turned and left.
As soon as he was gone, Alexander could here someone drop from the ceiling behind him. He
received a blunt hit to the head that knocked him out again. He was cut from the ceiling
Dante left his sword and sheath, Ebony and Ivory, and the belt with the holsters and ammo.
"Nelo Angelo?! I'll may them pay for abusing my brother!"
chapter one was up for a couple days, I got positive feedback from Gem-sama. ^.~ My other
story, on the other hand, hasn't got anything. That positive feedback helped me to decide
to work on this story for now. After writing the second chapter, I got more positive
feedback. Onigashima still hasn't got a damn thing, so here's chapter three! ^.^
____________________________________________________________________________________________
It was Alexander's eighteenth birthday. He, his mother, and his father were all sitting at
the kitchen table, which had many unwrapped presents on it. All were opened, except one
which his father kept in his hands.
Dante stood up and walked towards his son. "Alexander," he said, "I'd like you to have
these," he said as he held out the present.
Alexander opened the present to find two hand-guns. One was black with the word "Ebony"
etched into the side, while the other was silver with the word "Ivory" written on it. "DAD!"
"Yes?"
"You can't give me these! You hand-made these! These have been your's for who knows how
long!"
Dante nodded as he replied, "But I've made two more and I want you to have those. I figure
it's a lot more special than if I was to just make you the new ones. I like it this way.
I hope you like them. I cleaned them just this morning."
"I love 'em, Dad! Thanks so much."
Trish smiled as she seen the only two important men in her long be so happy. She loved it
when they were like this. It was one of the few things that brought her real joy. She
didn't do much, besides cooking and cleaning and writing, which was he favorite thing to
do. She spent most of her time writing whatever was on her mind.
The door bell rang. "I'll get it," Alexander said. He sat Ebony and Ivory down on the table
and ran to the living room and to the door. He opened the door to find a dark figure
standing in the rain. There were no stars in the sky, Alexander noticed. "Hello."
"Alexander?" the dark figure said as he stepped into the light. Alexander was amazed because
the figure, once visible, looked exactly like him. It was like looking at a clone. "You'll
be coming with me."
"What?! Who are-" Alexander was cut off as Hephaistion drilled the side of Alexander's neck
with the side of his hand. Hephaistion caught his counterpart as he fainted.
Dante was alarmed when the door slammed loudly and even after a few minutes, Alexander
wasn't back. He walked to the door to find a letter stuck the the door by a knife. Dante
yelled as he read the note. "I'll kill them!"
Trish came running into the living room, wondering what was going on. "Dante?"
"Someone took Alexander!"
Trish was shocked and scared. Meanwhile, Dante went to the basement to gather his weapons.
He picked up two belts with holsters for guns and ammo. One was empty, while the other
had two guns in it. He grabbed his black trenchcoat that had a place for Sparda to be held
in it. On his way back up the stairs, he grabbed the sheath for Alexander's sword and his
double-barreled sawed-off. He ran into the kitchen and grabbed Ebony and Ivory. He pulled
out his guns; Luce, a silver gun, and Ombra, a black gun. He put a clip and each gun and
cocked them, so they'd be ready when needed. He sprinted to the door and gave his worried
wife a kiss. "I'll be back, baby, and I'll be with Alexander."
Dante ran outside and mounted his red motorcycle. He started the bike and the wheels
squeeled on the wet pavemet as it took off.
* * * * *
As Alexander came to, he found himself tied in an upright position by a strong rope. He
was in an empty cave at the end of a long corridor. Under his feet where symbols in blue,
red, and white chalk, and a few feet away from him was a very similar set of symbols.
Hephaistion's footsteps echoed off the walls as the walked towards Alexander. "I've really
wanted to meet you. I'm only your clone, you know. I was cloned by the Echidna tribe, which
as you may not know, your mother was originally from."
"What's this mean to me?" Alexander remarked.
"Don't be smart," Hephaistion replied as he walked within ten feet of Alexander. "It's just
part of your... our history.
"I can't deal with just being some demon's clone. I can't be that person who was just a
clone. I just can't. But with the spell the Queen is going to do soon, I'll be a finished
masterpiece- a combination of the clone and the original."
"My father will be here soon. You're not a powerful as he is!"
"I'm counting on it. And whether I'll be powerful enough or not is up for debate. I'm not
sure your father will be as powerful as me, you, and Nelo Angelo combined in one."
Hephaistion turned and left.
As soon as he was gone, Alexander could here someone drop from the ceiling behind him. He
received a blunt hit to the head that knocked him out again. He was cut from the ceiling
Dante left his sword and sheath, Ebony and Ivory, and the belt with the holsters and ammo.
"Nelo Angelo?! I'll may them pay for abusing my brother!"