Alright, this is finally nearing the end. Only a few chapter
left. (I think.)
Chapter 21 True Identity
Dyne and Dante met Raith in the park. He was leaning against a large oak tree, waiting.
Raith came away from the tree. The other two took a defensive stance. They had seen how he fought back at the street. He might be a bit of a challenge.
Raith brought up his sword. "Let's begin, shall we?" With his sword, he taunted the two to advance.
"No hard feelings or nothin'. I'm just doing my job." Dyne said cooly and ran at Raith. As he came close, he put his sword forward and went in for a stab.
Raith moved over to the side and let Dyne sail past. Dyne began to turn around.
"You really shouldn't leave your back exposed." Raith said, bringing his sword down at Dyne. It was quickly blocked as Dante whipped in front of the sword, blocking it with his. He pushed Raith forward, unbalancing him. As Dante tried to slash his legs, Raith jumped into the air and came down with his sword. Dante quickly blocked it.
Dyne decided to get in his two cents and rushed at Raith again. Raith moved away and gave a slash at Dyne, but he blocked with his gauntlet. Dyne had the blade between the two knuckle spikes. Having the sword pinned, Dyne spun around and came back to face Raith and slashed as he spun. The spikes sliced into Raith's right arm. Dyne could see blood seeping out.
Dante jumped into the air and came down at him. He saw him coming, but too late. Dante double kicked him as he came just above Raiths height, giving him a jawful of boot. The blow sent Raith into the air and he flipped and landed on his feet. He spit some blood from his mouth.
"Not bad. I expected as much," Raith said, wiping his mouth. "but I won't be beaten so easily."
"Yeah, we didn't think you'd be very easy. So just shut up and fight, damn it." Dyne said, ready for more.
"You really sure? I don't think you know what you're getting yourself into, boy." Raith said. He wiped some blood from his arm. "Neither of you know what you're getting into."
"Yeah, yeah." Dante said impatiently.
"I'd like to show you a little something. . ." Raith said, holding his arm up into the air.
Dyne became rather impatient. He ran at Raith again. Raith put down his arm and rolled to one side. He got up quickly and hopped into the air a foot or two. He came down with his sword. Dyne turned in time and jumped to the side. As Raith hit the ground, he ran up to him and kicked him in the ribs. Raith bounced up and to the side to make the hit less effective. He got to his feet, only to have a bullet sear through the back of his shoulder. He was sent forward and rolled on the ground. He quickly turned to see Dante holding up one of his pistols.
"Bastard. Got me from behind. . ." Raith said, holding the front of his shoulder where the bullet had exited.
"Never said I liked fighting fair." Dante said, holstering the weapon.
Raith stood up holding his sword tightly. "Yeah, I've noticed before. You're anyways like that. 'Course, I can't blame you, I never fought demons fairly either."
"And just what the hell are you talking about, huh?"
Dyne watched as Dante grabbed his sword and began a barrage of slashs. Raith managed to dodge every one. Raith dodged one of Dante's stinger attacks and came at him with one of his own. It looked like Raith knew all of Dante's moves. He could somehow dodge most of the hits. When Raith came in with his own stinger, Dante dodged, but was nicked just a bit on the leg.
The two fought for a few minutes. After that, Dyne wanted some more action and jumped in. Dyne could tell that Raith didn't know how Dyne fighted. Dyne hit him twice with his own combo. Raith jumped high into the air to keep from getting his legs hacked off by Dyne's arm-blade. Before he could notice anything, Dante was right in his face. Dante spun around and gave Raith a roundhouse kick in the side of the face. Raith plummeted to the ground. His hat fell in front of Dyne's feet.
Dante landed on the ground a few feet away from Raith. Raith was lieing on his back, face in the dirt. After a few seconds, he sat up, not facing Dante. He was rubbing his cheek.
"Nice hit. Damn, forgot how good you are. Guess I couldn't predict every move, huh?" Raith said, huffing. He wiped some blood from his face.
Dante saw that Raith had blueish silver. It was plastered to his head with sweat. He still wasn't turning around, apparently recuperating.
"Come on, turn around and fight." Dante said, stabbing his sword into the ground. "You're lucky, I'm deciding to fight fair, or else I'd of stabbed you in the back by now."
Raith began to laugh.
". . .You want me to go ahead? Stop laughing, dumbass. There's nothing funny about me killing you, so turn around and face me." Dante said, beginning to become annoyed.
"Dante, you wouldn't kill me." Raith said beginning to turn around. As he did, Dante froze.
Dante cocked his head. Dyne came next to him and tried to go up to Raith. He could see now that Raith had blue-silver hair with some black in the front. He also had bright aqua green eyes. Dyne had his knuckle spikes ready. Dante quickly grabbed him by the collar of his coat. Dyne stopped and turned around. He had an impatient look on his face.
"What the fuck?! Come on, I'm gonna kill him and we can go home."
Dante stared at Dyne. The look on his face was not a pleasant one. He had a mix of emotions in his eyes. Dyne couldn't tell if he was pissed, happy, sad, or surprised. It looked like all. Dyne took Dantes hand off of him. He looked over at Raith, who was beginning to stand up. Dante watched him.
"What's wrong, Dante? Can't kill me now? Come on, why not?" Raith taunted.
Dyne looked up at his father. "Dad, what's up? Who is this guy?"
Dante picked his sword out of the ground and sheathed it. ". . . . . ."
Dyne walked next to Dante. He wasn't moving.
"Dad, come on, what's up?"
". . .I thought you died. . ." Dante finally said. His voice sounded a little sad.
Raith shook his head. "I'm not the type to die so easily. Besides, they weren't planning on killing me anyways."
Dante's face changed to one of anger. "Why are you doing this?!"
"What do you care?"
". . .Demitri. . ."
Dyne's eyes widened. He'd heard Dante say that name before. Many times, in fact. He had never told Tye or him much about him, only that they had been partners for a while. Dyne had asked once why they didn't hang out. Dante said he'd died during a mission.
Dyne stared at Demitri/Raith. He was his dad's old buddy? Hell, the guy didn't look much older than Dyne. Of couse, demons could look pretty young anyways. Dante didn't look any older than mid-twenties himself.
Dante began pacing, 'Demitri' doing the same.
"What are you doing? Are you helping the demons?" Dante asked.
"What's it to you? You never cared what I did anyways."
"Well, when you're on the opposite side as me, I do."
Dante had never told Dyne, but he and Demitri had met when Dante went to go do a certain mission. The same one where he'd met Schala. Demitri had been a novice devil hunter who had wanted to go and slaughter some demons with Dante. Dante knew he'd go if Dante said he could or not, so he let him come along. Dante had constantly mocked and teased about the boy's abilities. He even taught him a few of his own abilities to help him out. He had always ignored Demitri too.
"Demi, I'm really sorry. I never ment any harm. If my teasing bothered you that much, you could have said something." Dante said, now trying to get on his good side.
Demi looked at Dante evilly. "You aren't sorry, you never were!" With that, Demi whipped out his sword again and jumped at Dante. Dante cooly dodged it and punched Demitri in the face, sending him back.
Dante had never seen Demi act this way. He could only guess that he was possessed or something.
Demi rubbed his face. Dante stood waiting.
"Are you really making the demons come here?" Dyne asked out of the blue. Demi turned his attention to Dyne.
"What? Yeah, I summoned a few. Not all of them. I only summoned the 'decent' ones. Those little weakling demons don't even deserve to live." Demitri explained.
"Ditto." Dyne replied. Demitri had never known how to summon demons, to Dante's recollection. "So, what do you mean by decent?"
Demitri smirked evilly, one that could match both Dynes and Dantes. "Oh, just the shadows, umbras, and blades really. But I can summon just about any demon." He raised his arm into the air again. "Just watch."
Demitri closed his eyes and an evil red energy emitted from his hand. He shot his hand from the air into the ground. After that, all was silent.
Dyne looked around after a few seconds. "Ooooooohhhw!! That was scary! I think I'm gonna piss my pants!" Dyne yelped sarcasticly and began laughing. "Okay, I think you need to stop all of this stalling and die, Raith."
Dyne was sure that this guy was just a hoax, buying lifetime by trying to fool them long enough to escape. He took a few steps toward Demi. "You can't fool me, I know you're a-"
As Dyne stepped closer, the ground began to shake. The trees in the park trembled violently.
"What the hell?!" Dyne yelled as the shaking became stronger. He looked down to see the ground where he was standing becoming red. He jumped out of the red spot and over to Dante.
The quaking became so horrible that a fountain closeby fell over. Two trees fell.
"Oh boy. . .Guess he wasn't joking." Dyne thought.
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Chapter 21 True Identity
Dyne and Dante met Raith in the park. He was leaning against a large oak tree, waiting.
Raith came away from the tree. The other two took a defensive stance. They had seen how he fought back at the street. He might be a bit of a challenge.
Raith brought up his sword. "Let's begin, shall we?" With his sword, he taunted the two to advance.
"No hard feelings or nothin'. I'm just doing my job." Dyne said cooly and ran at Raith. As he came close, he put his sword forward and went in for a stab.
Raith moved over to the side and let Dyne sail past. Dyne began to turn around.
"You really shouldn't leave your back exposed." Raith said, bringing his sword down at Dyne. It was quickly blocked as Dante whipped in front of the sword, blocking it with his. He pushed Raith forward, unbalancing him. As Dante tried to slash his legs, Raith jumped into the air and came down with his sword. Dante quickly blocked it.
Dyne decided to get in his two cents and rushed at Raith again. Raith moved away and gave a slash at Dyne, but he blocked with his gauntlet. Dyne had the blade between the two knuckle spikes. Having the sword pinned, Dyne spun around and came back to face Raith and slashed as he spun. The spikes sliced into Raith's right arm. Dyne could see blood seeping out.
Dante jumped into the air and came down at him. He saw him coming, but too late. Dante double kicked him as he came just above Raiths height, giving him a jawful of boot. The blow sent Raith into the air and he flipped and landed on his feet. He spit some blood from his mouth.
"Not bad. I expected as much," Raith said, wiping his mouth. "but I won't be beaten so easily."
"Yeah, we didn't think you'd be very easy. So just shut up and fight, damn it." Dyne said, ready for more.
"You really sure? I don't think you know what you're getting yourself into, boy." Raith said. He wiped some blood from his arm. "Neither of you know what you're getting into."
"Yeah, yeah." Dante said impatiently.
"I'd like to show you a little something. . ." Raith said, holding his arm up into the air.
Dyne became rather impatient. He ran at Raith again. Raith put down his arm and rolled to one side. He got up quickly and hopped into the air a foot or two. He came down with his sword. Dyne turned in time and jumped to the side. As Raith hit the ground, he ran up to him and kicked him in the ribs. Raith bounced up and to the side to make the hit less effective. He got to his feet, only to have a bullet sear through the back of his shoulder. He was sent forward and rolled on the ground. He quickly turned to see Dante holding up one of his pistols.
"Bastard. Got me from behind. . ." Raith said, holding the front of his shoulder where the bullet had exited.
"Never said I liked fighting fair." Dante said, holstering the weapon.
Raith stood up holding his sword tightly. "Yeah, I've noticed before. You're anyways like that. 'Course, I can't blame you, I never fought demons fairly either."
"And just what the hell are you talking about, huh?"
Dyne watched as Dante grabbed his sword and began a barrage of slashs. Raith managed to dodge every one. Raith dodged one of Dante's stinger attacks and came at him with one of his own. It looked like Raith knew all of Dante's moves. He could somehow dodge most of the hits. When Raith came in with his own stinger, Dante dodged, but was nicked just a bit on the leg.
The two fought for a few minutes. After that, Dyne wanted some more action and jumped in. Dyne could tell that Raith didn't know how Dyne fighted. Dyne hit him twice with his own combo. Raith jumped high into the air to keep from getting his legs hacked off by Dyne's arm-blade. Before he could notice anything, Dante was right in his face. Dante spun around and gave Raith a roundhouse kick in the side of the face. Raith plummeted to the ground. His hat fell in front of Dyne's feet.
Dante landed on the ground a few feet away from Raith. Raith was lieing on his back, face in the dirt. After a few seconds, he sat up, not facing Dante. He was rubbing his cheek.
"Nice hit. Damn, forgot how good you are. Guess I couldn't predict every move, huh?" Raith said, huffing. He wiped some blood from his face.
Dante saw that Raith had blueish silver. It was plastered to his head with sweat. He still wasn't turning around, apparently recuperating.
"Come on, turn around and fight." Dante said, stabbing his sword into the ground. "You're lucky, I'm deciding to fight fair, or else I'd of stabbed you in the back by now."
Raith began to laugh.
". . .You want me to go ahead? Stop laughing, dumbass. There's nothing funny about me killing you, so turn around and face me." Dante said, beginning to become annoyed.
"Dante, you wouldn't kill me." Raith said beginning to turn around. As he did, Dante froze.
Dante cocked his head. Dyne came next to him and tried to go up to Raith. He could see now that Raith had blue-silver hair with some black in the front. He also had bright aqua green eyes. Dyne had his knuckle spikes ready. Dante quickly grabbed him by the collar of his coat. Dyne stopped and turned around. He had an impatient look on his face.
"What the fuck?! Come on, I'm gonna kill him and we can go home."
Dante stared at Dyne. The look on his face was not a pleasant one. He had a mix of emotions in his eyes. Dyne couldn't tell if he was pissed, happy, sad, or surprised. It looked like all. Dyne took Dantes hand off of him. He looked over at Raith, who was beginning to stand up. Dante watched him.
"What's wrong, Dante? Can't kill me now? Come on, why not?" Raith taunted.
Dyne looked up at his father. "Dad, what's up? Who is this guy?"
Dante picked his sword out of the ground and sheathed it. ". . . . . ."
Dyne walked next to Dante. He wasn't moving.
"Dad, come on, what's up?"
". . .I thought you died. . ." Dante finally said. His voice sounded a little sad.
Raith shook his head. "I'm not the type to die so easily. Besides, they weren't planning on killing me anyways."
Dante's face changed to one of anger. "Why are you doing this?!"
"What do you care?"
". . .Demitri. . ."
Dyne's eyes widened. He'd heard Dante say that name before. Many times, in fact. He had never told Tye or him much about him, only that they had been partners for a while. Dyne had asked once why they didn't hang out. Dante said he'd died during a mission.
Dyne stared at Demitri/Raith. He was his dad's old buddy? Hell, the guy didn't look much older than Dyne. Of couse, demons could look pretty young anyways. Dante didn't look any older than mid-twenties himself.
Dante began pacing, 'Demitri' doing the same.
"What are you doing? Are you helping the demons?" Dante asked.
"What's it to you? You never cared what I did anyways."
"Well, when you're on the opposite side as me, I do."
Dante had never told Dyne, but he and Demitri had met when Dante went to go do a certain mission. The same one where he'd met Schala. Demitri had been a novice devil hunter who had wanted to go and slaughter some demons with Dante. Dante knew he'd go if Dante said he could or not, so he let him come along. Dante had constantly mocked and teased about the boy's abilities. He even taught him a few of his own abilities to help him out. He had always ignored Demitri too.
"Demi, I'm really sorry. I never ment any harm. If my teasing bothered you that much, you could have said something." Dante said, now trying to get on his good side.
Demi looked at Dante evilly. "You aren't sorry, you never were!" With that, Demi whipped out his sword again and jumped at Dante. Dante cooly dodged it and punched Demitri in the face, sending him back.
Dante had never seen Demi act this way. He could only guess that he was possessed or something.
Demi rubbed his face. Dante stood waiting.
"Are you really making the demons come here?" Dyne asked out of the blue. Demi turned his attention to Dyne.
"What? Yeah, I summoned a few. Not all of them. I only summoned the 'decent' ones. Those little weakling demons don't even deserve to live." Demitri explained.
"Ditto." Dyne replied. Demitri had never known how to summon demons, to Dante's recollection. "So, what do you mean by decent?"
Demitri smirked evilly, one that could match both Dynes and Dantes. "Oh, just the shadows, umbras, and blades really. But I can summon just about any demon." He raised his arm into the air again. "Just watch."
Demitri closed his eyes and an evil red energy emitted from his hand. He shot his hand from the air into the ground. After that, all was silent.
Dyne looked around after a few seconds. "Ooooooohhhw!! That was scary! I think I'm gonna piss my pants!" Dyne yelped sarcasticly and began laughing. "Okay, I think you need to stop all of this stalling and die, Raith."
Dyne was sure that this guy was just a hoax, buying lifetime by trying to fool them long enough to escape. He took a few steps toward Demi. "You can't fool me, I know you're a-"
As Dyne stepped closer, the ground began to shake. The trees in the park trembled violently.
"What the hell?!" Dyne yelled as the shaking became stronger. He looked down to see the ground where he was standing becoming red. He jumped out of the red spot and over to Dante.
The quaking became so horrible that a fountain closeby fell over. Two trees fell.
"Oh boy. . .Guess he wasn't joking." Dyne thought.
Thanks for reading. Next chapter real soon! Please, review.