Virgil: Well, well, well, looks like you decided to do another chapter before next month

Yup, I had writer's block for a bit, but now I'm back in the mood and raring to go!

Virgil: REALLY?

No. but I'm so bored I thought I'd write another chapter.

Here's chapter 11

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Dante fell.

He fell only about 10 feet before he landed, on soft, sandy soil. In front of him, he could see the bottom half of the monster. It looked weaker than the top half.

He had to take a chance. He hoped that this half hadn't been covered with the same spells that prevented physical attacks as the top half did. He Triggered into Ifrit, pulled back his right hand and lunged forward, dealing an inferno of attacks. The creature roared in pain. Dante took a few steps back and looked at the creature as the bottom half started to disintegrate.

He climbed up and out of the hole taking a look as the monster got smaller until it was the size of 3 shadows combined. It turned into a sphere and before Dante got a chance to attack, it turned into a shadow.

"Some things just never know when to quit." Dante said as the extra large shadow made a poor attempt to grab him in its enormous jaws. This shadow had no speed due to its enormous size, but could do and take 3 times the damage.

It didn't take long before Dante managed to shoot it enough to make it change form. And as soon as that happened, he took Ifrit and dealt an almighty uppercut to it, sending it flying back as it exploded.

And once again, there was silence. Dante was almost completely out of breath. He sat down against the stone steps leading to the altar. He heard a door opening to his left (strangely the only door that wasn't demolished). A priest came out and looked around, fear obviously in his eyes.

"Oh my lord. . ." He noticed the out-of-breath Dante "Who are you? Wha. . . What happened?" He took another look at Dante. He seemed to realise something, and he went wide-eyed with terror.

"You. . . You're. . . AHHHH!" He ran back through the door he came through screaming all the way.

"Procicule! He's here!"

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Meanwhile, Nicole was having a hard time herself. Trying to look as if she were reading, and also having a conversation in her head with some girl who died over a thousand years ago. This was turning out to be a fine day. . .

"So you were imprisoned for trying to banish Procicule?"

"Yes, but not before my spell had begun its work on him."

"So, he started to get trapped, and he decided to do the same back to you?"

"Yes. And he's coming back. There is never any way of truly defeating evil, only confining it."

"You mean that evil cannot be destroyed?!"

"Evil has so many emotions. Anger and hate being the most obvious. But the most evil of them all is revenge. It is revenge that always brings back evil, no matter how powerful your seal is, revenge will always destroy it."

"But what about the other emotions? Happiness? Friendship? . . . Love?"

"They too are also very powerful, but you have to see it from a different perspective. Good cannot exist without evil. While good exists, then evil will always be there. There are always shadows in the light. Evil, However, it can consume everything. Evil does not need good to exist. In darkness no shadows can exist."

"I think you lost me somewhere after the word 'Evil'."

"(Sigh). I think you may never understand, and I hope that you don't ever have to understand either."

"It's ok, my friends are looking into it now."

"Your friends. . . I can sense a very strange aura about them."

"You must be talking about the fact that they are both demons."

"Not demons. . . Devils. Who are they descended from?"

"I think I heard the name Sparda mentioned. . . Wait, did you say DEVILS?!"

"Ahh Sparda, I have heard some stories about him. Yes I said Devils. Sparda was a devil. As all the higher-ranking officers of the underworld were. They are usually demons who have performed extremely well. But there are some differences that make your two friends much more powerful than Sparda could ever have been."

"Differences? Like what?"

"I found this out a few weeks before I was imprisoned. I actually was trying to find Sparda and get him to help me in my cause. Of course I never found him but I came across some interesting information about the human/devil physiology."

"Er, come again?"

"The fact is, most demons and devils believe that humans are weak. And that in the most part is true, you are physically weaker than demons and devils. But your spirits are much more powerful than theirs. Great strength, and a powerful spirit will make the strongest of warriors."

"So what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that your friends, if they really are half human and half devil, are the most powerful warriors to ever walk this planet."

"Virgil? Him?!?" She looked over, seeing him fiddle about with a strand of his hair, paying no attention to his research.

"I'm only relaying what I have researched."

"So its not his devil half that makes him so powerful?"

"It is the combination of the two halves. one without the other would be quite useless if you ever went up against someone like Procicule."

"Why are you telling me all this?"

". . ."

"Hello? . . . Shiva?"

"One of your friends is in great danger! You must go to him now!"

"Dante. . ." Nicole whispered.

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Virgil: Now THAT is what I call a chapter!

Over 1000 words! YES!

Virgil: you won't make us wait long for the next chapter right? I wasn't in thins one (except for fiddling about with my hair)

Yes yes, I'm sure we can get you impaled or something

Virgil: Excellent. Wait! what?!?

Heehee.

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