Okay, I need to either make my chapters longer, or make the
story shorter. (Or if noone minds, I'll keep it the same
length, that way I can get one or two chapters done every day or
two.)
Chapter 20 Zelith
Just as Dante and Dyne began arguing, Dyne felt his right arm go numb. He stopped arguing and began smacking his gauntlet. He felt like someone was trying to warn him. His arm began to quiver.
"What the hell?!" Dyne yelped. His arm started trying to turn him around. Dyne spun around to see a cloaked figure standing behind him. He lept back in surprise.
Dyne sighed when he noticed that it was the man who had given him his job.
"God!! What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack!?" Dyne yelled.
"No need to yell." The man said calmly. "You're having trouble finding Zelith, I see?"
Dyne knodded. "You didn't tell us where he was."
"Sorry." He said, turning his attention to Dante.
"Dante Sparda, I presume?"
Dante just knodded. Dyne thought he heard a light chuckle from the man.
"Where is he?" Dyne asked. The man turned back to Dyne. He pointed toward an old factory nearby.
"He's in there."
Dyne smirked. "Okay thanks."
Dynes smirk faded when the man reached his hand out, obviously wanting to shake Dynes hand.
"Good luck." The man said, holding up his hand. Dyne stared at it for a second, but didn't shake it. He looked up and saw that the man was looking down at Dynes right arm. He didn't say anything about it though. He noticed that Dyne wasn't going to shake his hand and let his down. He turned away and walked into the shadows. Dyne saw him suddenly disappear.
Dante walked up to the boy. "Hey, why didn't you shake his hand?"
Dyne didn't answer. Since he had first shaked the mans hand, he felt something. . .'wrong' with the man. Something dark. He hadn't said anything at the time and wasn't planning to. He just wanted to get his money and go.
"Who cares? Let's go." Dyne said, proceeding toward the old building. Dante followed.
* * * * *
The two walked through an old alley. They were almost to the factory. Dyne felt a cold chill on the back of his neck.
Demons were nearby.
Dyne stopped and listened. He could hear something coming. He heard a strange yelp type noise.
"What the hell is that?" He asked. Dante turned and looked around.
"From the sound of it, I'd say mrisa's."
The two had already had a run in with some of the unlucky bastards earlier. They were, as Dyne had put it, cake.
Dyne saw about twenty of the demons come from over a roof next to them. They jumped to the ground and many of them made their whooping noises. They were more of an annoyance than a threat.
Dante whipped out his sword. Dyne let out his spikes and the two began spilling the creatures' blue blood all over the walls and floor of the alley. After all of the demons' were killed, the two stood around silent.
Dyne shrugged and they continued. Moments afterward, there was a loud screech.
"Ow, what the hell was that?" Dyne asked himself. He saw three bird like demons come flying down toward him. He quickly jumped up into the air to dodge. As one demon flew under him, he commited a downward thrust, stabbing the bird into the ground with his arm. Dante jumped up at air level with one and did a double kick slash combo to it. It fell to the ground close to Dyne and desintigrated.
"Puia. . .another shitty demon that doesn't deserve to live." Dante said as the last Puia divebombed him, only to have itself chopped in half.
Dyne sighed. "Why can't there be any real demons around here? Those shadows, umbras, and abyss goats are a nice little challenge. Why aren't there more like that to kill?"
Dante shrugged. "How should I know?"
* * * * *
The two finally reached the building. The door had been knocked down, so they walked right in. There wasn't much inside, but they new better than to trust that. Dante took out his sword.
As they walked through the factory, they came to a small room. It looked like a bedroom of some sort. Dyne saw someone sitting on a small bed. He was wearing a black hat that covered his face.
"Raith, right?" Dyne asked. Raith was just sitting there with an odd sword in his hand. The sword had some sort of writing on the blade. Raith turned his head to look at the two.
"Finally. I thought you'd never get here." He said slyly.
Dyne eyed him cautiously. He remembered what Raith had told them back at the street.
"What are you doing here?" Dyne asked. Raith stood up slowly.
"I've been waiting for you."
"Oh really? How sweet." Dyne said sarcasticlly.
Raith stared at Dante. Dante stared back. He still couldn't get over the feeling that he knew him from somewhere.
"So, do you two want to go ahead and die? You've been looking for me, am I right?"
Dyne and Dante both cocked their heads. "Actually, We're looking for a man named Zelith."
"Yes, I know. My name is Raith Zelith. I'm the one you've been looking for."
Dyne's eyes widened. He smirked. "Well, I didn't see that coming."
Raith turned for the door. "Shall we start fighting? I don't want to destroy this building with us in it, so we'll do it in the park." Raith vanished as he reached the doorway.
Dante turned to Dyne. "Well, might as well go get this over with." Dante said with a smile.
As they left the building, Dante wondered about Raith. "I've got a bad feeling about this. . ." He thought.
Allrighty. I'll try to get the next chapter up by the end of the week. Remember to review! The next few chapters will be a lot more interesting than the last few.
Chapter 20 Zelith
Just as Dante and Dyne began arguing, Dyne felt his right arm go numb. He stopped arguing and began smacking his gauntlet. He felt like someone was trying to warn him. His arm began to quiver.
"What the hell?!" Dyne yelped. His arm started trying to turn him around. Dyne spun around to see a cloaked figure standing behind him. He lept back in surprise.
Dyne sighed when he noticed that it was the man who had given him his job.
"God!! What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack!?" Dyne yelled.
"No need to yell." The man said calmly. "You're having trouble finding Zelith, I see?"
Dyne knodded. "You didn't tell us where he was."
"Sorry." He said, turning his attention to Dante.
"Dante Sparda, I presume?"
Dante just knodded. Dyne thought he heard a light chuckle from the man.
"Where is he?" Dyne asked. The man turned back to Dyne. He pointed toward an old factory nearby.
"He's in there."
Dyne smirked. "Okay thanks."
Dynes smirk faded when the man reached his hand out, obviously wanting to shake Dynes hand.
"Good luck." The man said, holding up his hand. Dyne stared at it for a second, but didn't shake it. He looked up and saw that the man was looking down at Dynes right arm. He didn't say anything about it though. He noticed that Dyne wasn't going to shake his hand and let his down. He turned away and walked into the shadows. Dyne saw him suddenly disappear.
Dante walked up to the boy. "Hey, why didn't you shake his hand?"
Dyne didn't answer. Since he had first shaked the mans hand, he felt something. . .'wrong' with the man. Something dark. He hadn't said anything at the time and wasn't planning to. He just wanted to get his money and go.
"Who cares? Let's go." Dyne said, proceeding toward the old building. Dante followed.
* * * * *
The two walked through an old alley. They were almost to the factory. Dyne felt a cold chill on the back of his neck.
Demons were nearby.
Dyne stopped and listened. He could hear something coming. He heard a strange yelp type noise.
"What the hell is that?" He asked. Dante turned and looked around.
"From the sound of it, I'd say mrisa's."
The two had already had a run in with some of the unlucky bastards earlier. They were, as Dyne had put it, cake.
Dyne saw about twenty of the demons come from over a roof next to them. They jumped to the ground and many of them made their whooping noises. They were more of an annoyance than a threat.
Dante whipped out his sword. Dyne let out his spikes and the two began spilling the creatures' blue blood all over the walls and floor of the alley. After all of the demons' were killed, the two stood around silent.
Dyne shrugged and they continued. Moments afterward, there was a loud screech.
"Ow, what the hell was that?" Dyne asked himself. He saw three bird like demons come flying down toward him. He quickly jumped up into the air to dodge. As one demon flew under him, he commited a downward thrust, stabbing the bird into the ground with his arm. Dante jumped up at air level with one and did a double kick slash combo to it. It fell to the ground close to Dyne and desintigrated.
"Puia. . .another shitty demon that doesn't deserve to live." Dante said as the last Puia divebombed him, only to have itself chopped in half.
Dyne sighed. "Why can't there be any real demons around here? Those shadows, umbras, and abyss goats are a nice little challenge. Why aren't there more like that to kill?"
Dante shrugged. "How should I know?"
* * * * *
The two finally reached the building. The door had been knocked down, so they walked right in. There wasn't much inside, but they new better than to trust that. Dante took out his sword.
As they walked through the factory, they came to a small room. It looked like a bedroom of some sort. Dyne saw someone sitting on a small bed. He was wearing a black hat that covered his face.
"Raith, right?" Dyne asked. Raith was just sitting there with an odd sword in his hand. The sword had some sort of writing on the blade. Raith turned his head to look at the two.
"Finally. I thought you'd never get here." He said slyly.
Dyne eyed him cautiously. He remembered what Raith had told them back at the street.
"What are you doing here?" Dyne asked. Raith stood up slowly.
"I've been waiting for you."
"Oh really? How sweet." Dyne said sarcasticlly.
Raith stared at Dante. Dante stared back. He still couldn't get over the feeling that he knew him from somewhere.
"So, do you two want to go ahead and die? You've been looking for me, am I right?"
Dyne and Dante both cocked their heads. "Actually, We're looking for a man named Zelith."
"Yes, I know. My name is Raith Zelith. I'm the one you've been looking for."
Dyne's eyes widened. He smirked. "Well, I didn't see that coming."
Raith turned for the door. "Shall we start fighting? I don't want to destroy this building with us in it, so we'll do it in the park." Raith vanished as he reached the doorway.
Dante turned to Dyne. "Well, might as well go get this over with." Dante said with a smile.
As they left the building, Dante wondered about Raith. "I've got a bad feeling about this. . ." He thought.
Allrighty. I'll try to get the next chapter up by the end of the week. Remember to review! The next few chapters will be a lot more interesting than the last few.