"Did you truly believe the son of Sparda would just hand himself over?" A deep voice echoed in the dark corridor.
"No, but it was worth a try. Besides, where's the fun in that? I'm glad he's putting up a fight." Blain said to the omniscient voice as he walked down the hall.
"Not that it will get him anywhere. Blain, lead him here, bring him to me. I want him to see who will bring his entire world to it's knees." The disembodied voice said bitterly.
"Yes master, the son of Sparda will come. I have something…important to him." Blain spoke with an evil glint in his eye.
"Trish? That may work but you'll need something more, I can feel it. I want you to find this Hailey girl, there's something between them. Though I doubt Sparda even knows, but he will figure it out when she's gone." The voice laughed maniacally.
"We will make Sparda suffer, sounds fun to me." Blain began to laugh too, as he left the corridor.
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I hung up the phone. Someone was having trouble with some Marionettes, and I cannot let them down (or give up the chance to break a few demon puppet heads). But Hailey was coming by today….I shouldn't be having these doubts! I should rush off to this case without a second though, but there was something about her. Giving in, I quickly scribbled a note for Hailey and stuck it on the door, it would just have to wait.
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I pulled up to an old, dilapidated house. Personally I would have just let the damn puppets have it, not worth the trouble. "That's not your call," I told myself and started for the door, Trish's bike conveniently hidden behind some bushes. But a thought was beginning to bug me, where was Trish without her bike? "Later," I thought as the door creaked open. The place was darker than the night outside, and it was completely silent.
A scream shattered the quiet night, sounding like it came from the second level of the house. I rushed up the stairs, adrenaline pumping, and blew through the door with Alastor in my hands.
The second I was through the door I saw a girl of about 17 surrounded by Marionettes. At the sound of the door crashing open they turned on me. The girl smiled at me and began to speak.
"Son of Sparda, so nice of you to join us. Now die!" The girl shrieked, her eyes turning blood red.
As she finished the Marionettes attacked. I swung Alastor, cutting one in half and taking another ones head off. I went into a blind rage and the monotone hacking finally came to an end a few minutes later. I looked up at the girl as her shifted into that of a demon. It grinned, it's sharp teeth showing. It was the demon of the stories told by parents to scare naughty children into behaving. It was covered in red skin with coal black eyes, long horned curled into balls (reminding me of a ram), a long snout of a nose and mouth filled with long sharp teeth. The very smell of death reeked off of it, I got a good whiff as it dove at me. It's long claws barely missed my head as I rolled to the side, drawing Ebony and Ivory. I jumped to my feet and unloaded two clips into it, before it screamed and dove at me again. This time I was expecting it and had already switched to Alastor.
I swung harder than I'd ever swung, letting my Devil Trigger let loose. Smoke filled the air as the demon's blood spewed from the many pieces that fell to the ground. Then the floor caught on fire, and I knew it was time to go. I jumped the rail onto the first floor and sprinted out the door. It had been a trap and I had a very bad feeling about it all.
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Hailey,
C'mon in, I had a business errand. I will be back in no time.
-Dante
Hailey saw the note and walked in, only to gasp a minute later.
"Dante? You scared me, jeez." She said.
"No, sorry babe. Name's Blain, and I'm afraid Dante won't be able to see you for a long, long time." Blain moved with lightning fast speed and grabbed Hailey, disappearing into a hole in the ground.
"No, but it was worth a try. Besides, where's the fun in that? I'm glad he's putting up a fight." Blain said to the omniscient voice as he walked down the hall.
"Not that it will get him anywhere. Blain, lead him here, bring him to me. I want him to see who will bring his entire world to it's knees." The disembodied voice said bitterly.
"Yes master, the son of Sparda will come. I have something…important to him." Blain spoke with an evil glint in his eye.
"Trish? That may work but you'll need something more, I can feel it. I want you to find this Hailey girl, there's something between them. Though I doubt Sparda even knows, but he will figure it out when she's gone." The voice laughed maniacally.
"We will make Sparda suffer, sounds fun to me." Blain began to laugh too, as he left the corridor.
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I hung up the phone. Someone was having trouble with some Marionettes, and I cannot let them down (or give up the chance to break a few demon puppet heads). But Hailey was coming by today….I shouldn't be having these doubts! I should rush off to this case without a second though, but there was something about her. Giving in, I quickly scribbled a note for Hailey and stuck it on the door, it would just have to wait.
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I pulled up to an old, dilapidated house. Personally I would have just let the damn puppets have it, not worth the trouble. "That's not your call," I told myself and started for the door, Trish's bike conveniently hidden behind some bushes. But a thought was beginning to bug me, where was Trish without her bike? "Later," I thought as the door creaked open. The place was darker than the night outside, and it was completely silent.
A scream shattered the quiet night, sounding like it came from the second level of the house. I rushed up the stairs, adrenaline pumping, and blew through the door with Alastor in my hands.
The second I was through the door I saw a girl of about 17 surrounded by Marionettes. At the sound of the door crashing open they turned on me. The girl smiled at me and began to speak.
"Son of Sparda, so nice of you to join us. Now die!" The girl shrieked, her eyes turning blood red.
As she finished the Marionettes attacked. I swung Alastor, cutting one in half and taking another ones head off. I went into a blind rage and the monotone hacking finally came to an end a few minutes later. I looked up at the girl as her shifted into that of a demon. It grinned, it's sharp teeth showing. It was the demon of the stories told by parents to scare naughty children into behaving. It was covered in red skin with coal black eyes, long horned curled into balls (reminding me of a ram), a long snout of a nose and mouth filled with long sharp teeth. The very smell of death reeked off of it, I got a good whiff as it dove at me. It's long claws barely missed my head as I rolled to the side, drawing Ebony and Ivory. I jumped to my feet and unloaded two clips into it, before it screamed and dove at me again. This time I was expecting it and had already switched to Alastor.
I swung harder than I'd ever swung, letting my Devil Trigger let loose. Smoke filled the air as the demon's blood spewed from the many pieces that fell to the ground. Then the floor caught on fire, and I knew it was time to go. I jumped the rail onto the first floor and sprinted out the door. It had been a trap and I had a very bad feeling about it all.
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Hailey,
C'mon in, I had a business errand. I will be back in no time.
-Dante
Hailey saw the note and walked in, only to gasp a minute later.
"Dante? You scared me, jeez." She said.
"No, sorry babe. Name's Blain, and I'm afraid Dante won't be able to see you for a long, long time." Blain moved with lightning fast speed and grabbed Hailey, disappearing into a hole in the ground.