"Blain, you know you don't have a chance of killing me, right?"
"You have no idea how strong I am, Dante. No idea."
We were walking along side each other like old friends. But we were talking about killing each other, I was beginning to scare myself. After all I didn't know how strong this guy was, but that never meant I had to show it.
"Dante, I am tired of this. Let's fight here, now."
"Fair enough, let's rock!"
At that we squared off. He drew the Brotherhood, and I brought out Alastor. He lunged at me swinging the Brotherhood through the air in a long arc. I stepped to the side, and put my foot out. He tripped on it and fell flat on his face. Guess I didn't need to be worried after all.
"That all you got Blain? When you said we were brothers, I was hoping for a challenge. Someone who finally had some guts. Guess not, eh?" I taunted.
"Shut up Dante. You haven't seen anything yet." Hit a sore spot? I think so.
"You're right, I haven't seen anything yet. Why don't you show me something?"
He looked up with a smile, eyes now red. My smile, my eyes. But his eyes were blue, and when my eyes go red it can only mean one thing. Yep, I pissed him off.
He stood slowly and waved his hand taunting me to bring it. I did. I dove at him fainting high, at the last second swinging low instead. He saw it coming and blocked. We backed up a step, and he came at me again. This time he wasn't a klutz nor did he trip. He ran at me and flipped over me, swinging his sword back when he landed. I dove to the side, feeling a sharp pain in my left arm. I looked over and saw a slice in my sleeve, and my arm. My arm wasn't healing either. Something was up with this guy, or maybe his sword.
He saw my attention divert from him to my arm, and attacked. I was hoping for that. As he came down on me with the Brotherhood, I rolled to the side, thrusting Alastor forward. The sword should have cut his leg off, but instead bounced right off.
"What the…."
"What's wrong Dante? Oh, did I forget to mention that you can't hurt me with your weapon? My bad. Must of slipped my mind." There he goes, grinning again.
So Alastor had no effect on this guy, and I left Ifrit at Devil Never Cry. I had maybe one edge over him though. I rolled backwards, and stood. He ran at me still grinning. I side stepped and drew Ebony and Ivory.
"Time to go to work!" I said firing away at Blain.
Blain roared in pain, and fail to the ground. I had beat him, but then I remembered his message about the Brotherhood. Needed one of us to die by it's blade, huh? Well maybe I could win and power up the sword. I smiled as I walked over to get the Brotherhood. Blain had dropped it when I shot him. I picked it up and turned to see Blain on his feet, still smiling. What reason did he have to smile? I just almost killed the guy, though he should actually be dead. I saw the blood running from the fresh wholes in his chest. Then there was no blood, he just healed himself, without missing a beat.
"It's not that easy, Dante. I can't believe you would think I would just die from a few shots from your gun. A little full of yourself, eh?" He just kept on smiling. "Now let's continue."
He reached for the Brotherhood, and came up with nothing. He looked at my hands, which now held his sword, and his eyes widened.
"You've got to be kidding." Now it was my turn to smile.
"No, I've got this nice piece of work. And you, my brother, are screwed." Smile, no way, my turn to grin.
I charged at him with this new sword, ready to finish this. I guess we weren't on the same page, because he flipped over me and kicked me in the back.
"Stupid bast….." I was cut short by bullets ripping through my back, and a white flash of pain cutting through my mind.
Blain laughed. He had reason to, I basically fell for the same trap he had, just moments before.
I'll give Trish your regards, bro. Oh yeah, if you want to save her, or this world, you are going to have to find me and kill me. Remember, use the sword, it's the only way. If you don't I will." He laughed again, and ran off.
"You have no idea how strong I am, Dante. No idea."
We were walking along side each other like old friends. But we were talking about killing each other, I was beginning to scare myself. After all I didn't know how strong this guy was, but that never meant I had to show it.
"Dante, I am tired of this. Let's fight here, now."
"Fair enough, let's rock!"
At that we squared off. He drew the Brotherhood, and I brought out Alastor. He lunged at me swinging the Brotherhood through the air in a long arc. I stepped to the side, and put my foot out. He tripped on it and fell flat on his face. Guess I didn't need to be worried after all.
"That all you got Blain? When you said we were brothers, I was hoping for a challenge. Someone who finally had some guts. Guess not, eh?" I taunted.
"Shut up Dante. You haven't seen anything yet." Hit a sore spot? I think so.
"You're right, I haven't seen anything yet. Why don't you show me something?"
He looked up with a smile, eyes now red. My smile, my eyes. But his eyes were blue, and when my eyes go red it can only mean one thing. Yep, I pissed him off.
He stood slowly and waved his hand taunting me to bring it. I did. I dove at him fainting high, at the last second swinging low instead. He saw it coming and blocked. We backed up a step, and he came at me again. This time he wasn't a klutz nor did he trip. He ran at me and flipped over me, swinging his sword back when he landed. I dove to the side, feeling a sharp pain in my left arm. I looked over and saw a slice in my sleeve, and my arm. My arm wasn't healing either. Something was up with this guy, or maybe his sword.
He saw my attention divert from him to my arm, and attacked. I was hoping for that. As he came down on me with the Brotherhood, I rolled to the side, thrusting Alastor forward. The sword should have cut his leg off, but instead bounced right off.
"What the…."
"What's wrong Dante? Oh, did I forget to mention that you can't hurt me with your weapon? My bad. Must of slipped my mind." There he goes, grinning again.
So Alastor had no effect on this guy, and I left Ifrit at Devil Never Cry. I had maybe one edge over him though. I rolled backwards, and stood. He ran at me still grinning. I side stepped and drew Ebony and Ivory.
"Time to go to work!" I said firing away at Blain.
Blain roared in pain, and fail to the ground. I had beat him, but then I remembered his message about the Brotherhood. Needed one of us to die by it's blade, huh? Well maybe I could win and power up the sword. I smiled as I walked over to get the Brotherhood. Blain had dropped it when I shot him. I picked it up and turned to see Blain on his feet, still smiling. What reason did he have to smile? I just almost killed the guy, though he should actually be dead. I saw the blood running from the fresh wholes in his chest. Then there was no blood, he just healed himself, without missing a beat.
"It's not that easy, Dante. I can't believe you would think I would just die from a few shots from your gun. A little full of yourself, eh?" He just kept on smiling. "Now let's continue."
He reached for the Brotherhood, and came up with nothing. He looked at my hands, which now held his sword, and his eyes widened.
"You've got to be kidding." Now it was my turn to smile.
"No, I've got this nice piece of work. And you, my brother, are screwed." Smile, no way, my turn to grin.
I charged at him with this new sword, ready to finish this. I guess we weren't on the same page, because he flipped over me and kicked me in the back.
"Stupid bast….." I was cut short by bullets ripping through my back, and a white flash of pain cutting through my mind.
Blain laughed. He had reason to, I basically fell for the same trap he had, just moments before.
I'll give Trish your regards, bro. Oh yeah, if you want to save her, or this world, you are going to have to find me and kill me. Remember, use the sword, it's the only way. If you don't I will." He laughed again, and ran off.