Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or anything that pertains to them. I wish I owned Dante though. He is so cool! I only own the character Gabriel and Amara, but she will not show up much in this fic. So do not sue me because I got nothing of value, except for my PS2 and my Devil May Cry game. ^_^
Lady Deadly Nightshade: Here is chapter 11! This is a very long chapter. At first I was going to split it into two parts but I thought nah let me give you guys more to read. Aren't I considerate! LOL ^_^ I hope you enjoy this chapter. The story is almost finished, it needs three chapters and then I will be done. Wow, it's been a long story! My longest so far. So now read and review! Please! ^_^
Chapter 11- Is Blood Thicker Then Water?
Dante stood over Gabriel, sword in hand, but he hadn't struck down on Gabriel. Something had caught Dante's eye and now he stood motionless. Sometime during the fight, Gabriel's amulet had emerged and now lay over Gabriel's vest in perfect view.
Dante's red eyes couldn't gaze away from the amulet. Something about that amulet seemed strongly familiar to him. Voices and images slowly formed in his mind.
He remembered being a young boy and a tall blond woman handing him an amulet similar to that one. The woman was his mother. "Happy Birthday, Dante!" His mother said in his memory. There was another boy there. He looked identical to him. Vergil, his twin. He also received an amulet. Sometime after that, they had been killed and he swore vengeance. He had his vengeance on Mallet Island, but his mother and brother were still gone.
Things after that we're normal, except he had Trish as a partner now. Not much changed, it was mission, eat, sleep and so forth. Some time passed and Trish left him to hunt on her own. She wanted to explore the world and he wasn't going to stand in her way. He let her go and some time after that he met Amara. Dante courted her and they got married, and then they had Gabriel.
Then came the tragic day when he lost Amara. He couldn't save her and he lost faith in himself. He couldn't protect anyone and for the safely of his only son, he gave him away. He thought it would be for the best, but before he left Gabriel, he gave him the amulet as a keepsake. A memento of his father.
Dante screamed out and pressed his hands to his head. He didn't understand what was happening, but the pain was splitting his head in two. Then very simply the images disappear and they were replaced with nothing but darkness and emptiness. Still he didn't lift a hand to harm the boy down on the ground; he simply stood over him watching him intently.
"What are you waiting for you fool! Kill him!" The Nelo shouted the order at Dante. Dante gave a sideway glance to the Nelo, to acknowledge he heard him and turned his attention back to the boy on the ground. Gabriel, eyes shut, lay motionless on the floor with only the rising and falling of his chest showing that he was alive.
Dante stood over Gabriel and aimed Sparda right for Gabriel's heart. With a quick and powerful thrust forward, he plunged the sword into the boy's chest or at least he tried too. Sometime during the he had pulled back the sword to attack, a white light had enveloped over Gabriel, covering him completely. It was an impenetrable shield and try as he might Dante couldn't get the sword to penetrate it. Frustrated, he tried one final time and he pulled back the sword, using all his weight and strength he plunged the sword toward his target. It didn't work, but instead all the power of the attack was deflected onto Dante, sending him flying across the room causing him to hit the wall at full force with his head.
Gabriel realized a few minutes had passed and that he was still breathing. Cautiously he opened his eyes and a bright light engulfed his vision, hurting his eyes. As he rose to his feet and caught sight of himself, he was startled to find out he was the reason for the white light. He was surrounded by white light that looked celestial and unearthly. He stared at his hand in awe as the mysterious light faded.
"YOU INCOMPETENT FOOL! YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT!" Gabriel heard the Nelo yell in fury and turned his attention to him.
"I NO LONGER HAVE ANY USE FOR YOU! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" The Nelo advanced on Dante who was leaning against the wall. Dante looked completely out of it; the blast of the light had clearly disorientated him.
Gabriel had to help his unarmed father. He quickly picked up Alastor and using the sword's lightning capabilities made a mad dash toward Dante and the Nelo. As Gabriel had dashed over to them, the Nelo had a long blue glowing sword and he was going to plunge it into Dante. When Gabriel appeared in front of them the sword instead of plunging into Dante, plunged deeply into Gabriel's chest.
It all had happened so quickly that no one had grasped completely what has just occurred. Gabriel wide-eyed with the sword still embedded in him, staggered back and fell into the surprised arms of father, Dante. "Gabriel, No!" Dante called out in shock. Dante eased Gabriel and himself onto the ground, where he cradled his son in his arms.
"You remember me?" Gabriel asked in a weak murmur.
"Of course I do, you're my only son, Gabriel." Dante replied. No doubts on his mind as he looked at the young man before him, he was a mirror image to Dante except for the hair. His eyes were exactly like Dante's except for the fact that Gabriel's reflected intense pain at the moment.
"Good to know you remember," Gabriel teased him, his voice soft. Gabriel smiled gleefully at his father. He released some loud wet coughs as blood entered his lungs causing blood to ooze out of the side of his mouth. "Yeah, I'm your son Gabriel." He continued softly after the hacking coughs. His eyelids sagged down and then they closed.
"No! Gabriel!" Dante said panicked. He shook Gabriel in an attempt to wake him. "Please, wake up!" Dante uttered in despair.
Gabriel's eyes slowly opened. "That's it. Stay with me." Dante said encouraging him to stay awake.
Gabriel looked sadly into Dante's eyes. "I'm so tired." He uttered barely audible.
"I know you are, but please stay awake." Dante's voice wavered on the words. Dante cleared his throat, trying to collect himself. He had to stay positive.
"I can't. I'm so sorry, dad." Gabriel said his tone apologetic. "I can't." he said softly distantly, gazing past his father and then his eyes closed. He uttered a sharp breath and his head fell limply to the side.
"Gabriel!" Dante called out sharply, looking beseechingly at Gabriel's still face. "No, he can't be gone!" Dante's voice wavered on the words, as hot tears fell from his eyes and landed on Gabriel's cheek. Dante clutched Gabriel to him and screamed out a heart wrenching agonized filled sound that didn't even sound human. He gently laid Gabriel down completely on the ground and gently removed the sword from Gabriel's chest. Dante placed the sword down beside his leg on the floor. He removed his long red coat and placed it over Gabriel, covering him from his neck down to his feet. He couldn't bear to cover up his son's face. Gabriel looked so peaceful he appeared to be sleeping. Dante couldn't believe his son was gone and hatred engulfed his system.
The Nelo who had stood perfectly still and silent during Gabriel's death, now belted out into a full mocking laugh. Dante clutched the Nelo's sword in his hand tightly and with pure hatred in those light blue eyes, rose to his feet and turned to face the Nelo.
The Nelo continued to laugh. "One down and one to go," He said with a triumphant smile on his face.
"You're not getting the satisfaction or any mercy for that matter." Dante growled. The Nelo didn't have time to react because in the blink of an eye. Dante had advanced on him and with one quick motion; he had decapitated the Nelo. The Nelo's face fell with a dull thud to the ground, still wearing that triumphant smile and a moment later, the clank of the Nelo's sword was heard as it landed beside the head.
"Look's like this Sparda isn't going down." Dante replied looking at the pitiful face of the Nelo. He heard a loud moan and glanced sideways to see Trish was coming around. He walked over to her, picked up Sparda on the way, and using the sword he slashed open the chains.
"Dante is that really you?" Trish asked cautiously, running a hand over her sore wrist.
"Yeah, it's me." He said faintly.
"Where's Gabriel?" She asked. Dante's eyes filled with tears and a painful expression showed on his face. He quickly turned away from Trish.
Trish scanned the room and glancing down she noticed the motionless figure covered by a long red coat on the floor. "No!" she cried out and ran to Gabriel's side. She kneeled down beside him and gently caressed Gabriel's cold cheek. "Gabriel?" she asked meekly. "He can't be gone!" She added sadly, when he didn't reply and her tears streamed down her face.
She turned back to Dante, her face wet with tears, but Dante had his back toward her. His stature was slumped and his shoulders shook. She knew the demon hunter was crying and he had every right to cry.
"Dante," She said softly and she walked over to him. She gently touched his shoulder and Dante turned to face her. His cheeks stained wet with tears.
"It's not fair, Trish. I had barely gotten him back." He staggered as his knees buckled for a moment and Trish held him to her, putting her arms around him. Dante sobbed in her arms, clinging on to her.
"I know." She said sadly, as she tried to comfort him. She had stifled her tears. She would also grieve for Gabriel, but right now, she needed to be strong for Dante's sake.
Moments passed with no sounds, only Dante's sobs filled the large room. Then his sobs simply stopped. His eyes swollen and red had no more tears to cry for the moment.
"Let's take him home." Trish said simply, when Dante had stepped out of her arms.
Dante didn't say a word. He simply nodded. He walked over to Gabriel's body and very gently lifted it off the ground, cradling him in his arms. Meanwhile Trish had picked up their weapons and then they headed out of the fortress.
The walk back to the plane had been very quiet and somber. No one spoke and the creatures of the island didn't emerge to attack them. The air around them felt heavy, thick with grief. Then as if the heavens were crying it began to rain, engulfing the redness of the sky replacing it with grey.
They climbed into the small plane. Dante sat in the long seat in the back with Gabriel's body sprawled out against him. Gabriel's head rested in Dante's lap. Trish fixed Dante's coat over Gabriel's body. "Thanks." Dante said hoarsely, still in shock. Trish didn't say a word she simply placed her hand over Dante's, which he was using to gently remove Gabriel's hair out of his eyes, and gave it a gentle squeeze.
Trish climbed into the pilot seat and started the plane. She checked all the systems of the plane and they took off. Halfway home, Trish looked back and saw that Dante had fallen asleep. They both looked so peaceful and the sight of them broke her heart anymore. She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. She didn't want her tears to cause her to crash by impairing her vision. She gazed back toward the sky; it was grey, gloomy and full of heavy raindrops. She could hold her tears in until she got home because right now the sky was crying for her.
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