Oopps!!! Sorry about the chapter mix up. I'm not too sure what
happened. Here's the REAL Chapter 23.
Okay, I think I need to stop watching Nicktoons with my little brother and playing DMC so much. (Trust me, when you have a dream about the Fairly Odd Parents and Timmy is replaced with Dante. . .*quivers and shakes head. Bonks head into table. . .*I just need to stop watching Nick.) Anyways, back with this story!
Chapter 23 Tye Decides To Help; The Demoness
Dante had lost Demitri after he summoned a group of infestants. Dante was roaming the streets catiously. He'd accidently left one of the demons alive and it had gotten away. God only knew what it might merge with.
"It's not like there's anything too dangerous here. No army bases, no construction sites. . .I should be okay." Dante thought.
Dante sighed and sat down. He dug in his trenchcoat and pulled out some jerky and a bottle of water. He chewed on the meat.
"Guess since I lost him I'll just rest a bit." He thought, taking a drink of water.
After Dante rested for a few minutes, he heard a loud squealing of tires and an engine revving.
"Hm, guess that bug found himself some wheels." He said softly, pulling out Alastor. He stood up and waited as he heard the sound of a car getting closer.
Sure enough, a possessed car came driving around the corner straight at Dante. Dante could see the odd eye looking around, hungry for Dantes blood. Dante heard the car change gears as it came speeding toward him. As it got closer, Dante jumped into the air and onto the roof of the car. He stabbed the sword into the eye that jerked toward him. The car stopped suddenly, sending Dante flying. He cut a flip in midair and landed on his feet. The car burned rubber as is took off at him again.
Dante quickly put Alastor away and drew his pistols. He jumped before the car hit him again and began firing. The car stopped and Dante landed on it. He continued shooting.
After a few minutes of totalling the car, it's engine caught fire. Dante jumped off and backed away. He took aim at the gas tank and shot. There was a sudden explosion and burst of flames. Dante shielded his face. Chunks of metal flew all over the street.
Dante sat back down. He drank a little more water and looked up. "Damn, starting to get pretty dark."
He looked around at the stars and the full moon. "Huh, well, at least the moons full and Dyne'll be able to fight alright."
Dante felt really bad about leaving Dyne back there like that. He didn't know how Nelo, or Vergil might be acting. He could still be in league with the demons.
"I just hope he's okay. . ."
Back at the Moon clan's hideout
Tye looked out the window of the guestroom. He stared up at the moon, rubbing his bangle. He felt an odd feeling about Dyne, like he may be in trouble.
"I wonder if he's alright? Probably not." He thought. He rubbed his arm and began pacing.
"Maybe I should go help them. I guess they think I'm a coward. . ." He frowned. "I just don't wanna get killed, but I can't just leave them like this. I have to go help."
Tye heard a light rattle of his doorknob. He saw Saia's head poke in. She opened the door more and walked in.
"Hey, you okay?" She asked kinderly. She walked up next to him and looked out the window.
"Yeah. I just feel bad about not helping my dad and brother. . ." He explained.
Saia put her hand on his shoulder lightly. "Well, go help them."
"But, you know I might get killed."
"No you won't. You're too good to die. Besides, if you want, I'll go with you."
Tye groaned. "It's too dangerous. You might get hurt."
Saia laughed. "Are you kidding? Trust me, I can fight. Between Kimra, Chris, and dad I learned how to fight pretty darn good. Not only that, but I could help you if you got hurt. I can cure wounds, just not serious ones."
"I don't know. . ."
"Come on, let's go help them!"
Tye wasn't very good at arguing with people, obviously. He knodded. "Okay, just try not to get hurt."
Saia laughed. "Great!"
"But might I ask what you plan to use as a weapon?"
Saia put her hands in front of her. An odd, green aura began to form around them. She began pulling her hands away from each other. As she did, a light looking curved blade appeared in her hands. It looked like a sickle. As the entire thing appeared, she grabbed the handle and put it to her side.
"Nice, huh?"
Tye knodded. He quickly got his stuff together. "Come on, let's go." He said, grabbing her hand and running from the room. They ran right past Leuthe.
"Hey! Where are you guys going!?" Luethe asked as the two brushed past him.
"We're going to go help Mr. Dante and Dyne. We'll be back later." Saia yelled. They turned a corner.
"Uh, oh. Better go tell Skail." Luethe thought, continuing his business.
Somewhere in town. . .
Demitri jumped into a broken window of an old building. He grunted a bit as he grabbed the window frame with his more wounded arm.
"Caw!"
Demi looked to see a few large crows sitting in another broken window. He left them alone and jumped into the building. It was dark inside, but a little bit of moon light shone through various windows. The shadows of the crows painted the walls. Demi stumbled slowly to a large door. As he opened it, he heard a number of the birds take flight. Two flew through the door. Demitri opened it completely. He stumbled in.
"Bad time, I see." A calm, feminine voice started.
"Don't start with me. . ." Demi said, walking toward a young lady. He plopped down next to her and began tending a few of his wounds.
The woman looked at him. He stopped what he was doing and stared at her. She had short, silver hair and a pretty, yet evil face. She had a smirk across her face. She gave a light chuckle and turned from Demi, letting a crow land on her hand. She began stroking its feathers.
"What are you so happy about?" Demitri growled.
"Well, I told you to let me handle it, but no. You just had to go get a piece of Dante, huh?"
". . . . . . ."
"I had a good chance to get them earlier, but you told me to wait. Oh no, don't kill them now, you said. Now look at you. They kicked your ass pretty damn good, huh?"
Demitri didn't reply. He just sat down and cleaned his injuries. A crow flew down next to him and began pecking his foot. He grabbed it and snapped its neck.
"Hey! Don't!" The girl yelled. She grabbed the bird and held it. "What the hell'd you do that for?!"
"I'm sick of your damn birds."
"Yeah, well they're my pets. They also give me an extra energy boost." She explained, stroking the dead bird's body. It suddenly opened its eyes and began flapping its wings.
"There, all better." She said, letting it go. "Don't fuckin' kill my birds, got that?"
"Well, Nevia, you aren't exactly in the right position to be ordering me around, are you?"
Nevia looked at the ground angrily.
"If it wasn't for me, some devil hunter would have killed you. You're just lucky I came alone when I did."
"Yeah, yeah. . .That was a year ago. What do I care?"
"You better care."
Nevia scoffed and stood up.
"Nevia, there's something I want you to do."
"Yeah, what?"
"That boy Dyne, he's Dante's son."
"Yeah, I know that. So what?"
"He beat me up pretty badly. I don't think Nelo did his job. I want you to go and take him out. Got that?"
Nevia scoffed. "No problem. He's just a kid. He won't be so bad."
"Don't judge him by his youth. If he wants to fight, he'll be a little hellion."
Nevia smirked. "Good. That's what I want to fight."
Nevia turned from Demitri and left. Many of the crows followed. Demitri sighed and continued attending to his wounds.
"I wish that girl wasn't so blood thirsty. . ." Demi thought.
Review. I may not have the next chapter until the end of the week. (Sorry, I haven't been able to get on my computer as often as before.) I really hope to finish soon though. (That way, I can write some other stories.)
Okay, I think I need to stop watching Nicktoons with my little brother and playing DMC so much. (Trust me, when you have a dream about the Fairly Odd Parents and Timmy is replaced with Dante. . .*quivers and shakes head. Bonks head into table. . .*I just need to stop watching Nick.) Anyways, back with this story!
Chapter 23 Tye Decides To Help; The Demoness
Dante had lost Demitri after he summoned a group of infestants. Dante was roaming the streets catiously. He'd accidently left one of the demons alive and it had gotten away. God only knew what it might merge with.
"It's not like there's anything too dangerous here. No army bases, no construction sites. . .I should be okay." Dante thought.
Dante sighed and sat down. He dug in his trenchcoat and pulled out some jerky and a bottle of water. He chewed on the meat.
"Guess since I lost him I'll just rest a bit." He thought, taking a drink of water.
After Dante rested for a few minutes, he heard a loud squealing of tires and an engine revving.
"Hm, guess that bug found himself some wheels." He said softly, pulling out Alastor. He stood up and waited as he heard the sound of a car getting closer.
Sure enough, a possessed car came driving around the corner straight at Dante. Dante could see the odd eye looking around, hungry for Dantes blood. Dante heard the car change gears as it came speeding toward him. As it got closer, Dante jumped into the air and onto the roof of the car. He stabbed the sword into the eye that jerked toward him. The car stopped suddenly, sending Dante flying. He cut a flip in midair and landed on his feet. The car burned rubber as is took off at him again.
Dante quickly put Alastor away and drew his pistols. He jumped before the car hit him again and began firing. The car stopped and Dante landed on it. He continued shooting.
After a few minutes of totalling the car, it's engine caught fire. Dante jumped off and backed away. He took aim at the gas tank and shot. There was a sudden explosion and burst of flames. Dante shielded his face. Chunks of metal flew all over the street.
Dante sat back down. He drank a little more water and looked up. "Damn, starting to get pretty dark."
He looked around at the stars and the full moon. "Huh, well, at least the moons full and Dyne'll be able to fight alright."
Dante felt really bad about leaving Dyne back there like that. He didn't know how Nelo, or Vergil might be acting. He could still be in league with the demons.
"I just hope he's okay. . ."
Back at the Moon clan's hideout
Tye looked out the window of the guestroom. He stared up at the moon, rubbing his bangle. He felt an odd feeling about Dyne, like he may be in trouble.
"I wonder if he's alright? Probably not." He thought. He rubbed his arm and began pacing.
"Maybe I should go help them. I guess they think I'm a coward. . ." He frowned. "I just don't wanna get killed, but I can't just leave them like this. I have to go help."
Tye heard a light rattle of his doorknob. He saw Saia's head poke in. She opened the door more and walked in.
"Hey, you okay?" She asked kinderly. She walked up next to him and looked out the window.
"Yeah. I just feel bad about not helping my dad and brother. . ." He explained.
Saia put her hand on his shoulder lightly. "Well, go help them."
"But, you know I might get killed."
"No you won't. You're too good to die. Besides, if you want, I'll go with you."
Tye groaned. "It's too dangerous. You might get hurt."
Saia laughed. "Are you kidding? Trust me, I can fight. Between Kimra, Chris, and dad I learned how to fight pretty darn good. Not only that, but I could help you if you got hurt. I can cure wounds, just not serious ones."
"I don't know. . ."
"Come on, let's go help them!"
Tye wasn't very good at arguing with people, obviously. He knodded. "Okay, just try not to get hurt."
Saia laughed. "Great!"
"But might I ask what you plan to use as a weapon?"
Saia put her hands in front of her. An odd, green aura began to form around them. She began pulling her hands away from each other. As she did, a light looking curved blade appeared in her hands. It looked like a sickle. As the entire thing appeared, she grabbed the handle and put it to her side.
"Nice, huh?"
Tye knodded. He quickly got his stuff together. "Come on, let's go." He said, grabbing her hand and running from the room. They ran right past Leuthe.
"Hey! Where are you guys going!?" Luethe asked as the two brushed past him.
"We're going to go help Mr. Dante and Dyne. We'll be back later." Saia yelled. They turned a corner.
"Uh, oh. Better go tell Skail." Luethe thought, continuing his business.
Somewhere in town. . .
Demitri jumped into a broken window of an old building. He grunted a bit as he grabbed the window frame with his more wounded arm.
"Caw!"
Demi looked to see a few large crows sitting in another broken window. He left them alone and jumped into the building. It was dark inside, but a little bit of moon light shone through various windows. The shadows of the crows painted the walls. Demi stumbled slowly to a large door. As he opened it, he heard a number of the birds take flight. Two flew through the door. Demitri opened it completely. He stumbled in.
"Bad time, I see." A calm, feminine voice started.
"Don't start with me. . ." Demi said, walking toward a young lady. He plopped down next to her and began tending a few of his wounds.
The woman looked at him. He stopped what he was doing and stared at her. She had short, silver hair and a pretty, yet evil face. She had a smirk across her face. She gave a light chuckle and turned from Demi, letting a crow land on her hand. She began stroking its feathers.
"What are you so happy about?" Demitri growled.
"Well, I told you to let me handle it, but no. You just had to go get a piece of Dante, huh?"
". . . . . . ."
"I had a good chance to get them earlier, but you told me to wait. Oh no, don't kill them now, you said. Now look at you. They kicked your ass pretty damn good, huh?"
Demitri didn't reply. He just sat down and cleaned his injuries. A crow flew down next to him and began pecking his foot. He grabbed it and snapped its neck.
"Hey! Don't!" The girl yelled. She grabbed the bird and held it. "What the hell'd you do that for?!"
"I'm sick of your damn birds."
"Yeah, well they're my pets. They also give me an extra energy boost." She explained, stroking the dead bird's body. It suddenly opened its eyes and began flapping its wings.
"There, all better." She said, letting it go. "Don't fuckin' kill my birds, got that?"
"Well, Nevia, you aren't exactly in the right position to be ordering me around, are you?"
Nevia looked at the ground angrily.
"If it wasn't for me, some devil hunter would have killed you. You're just lucky I came alone when I did."
"Yeah, yeah. . .That was a year ago. What do I care?"
"You better care."
Nevia scoffed and stood up.
"Nevia, there's something I want you to do."
"Yeah, what?"
"That boy Dyne, he's Dante's son."
"Yeah, I know that. So what?"
"He beat me up pretty badly. I don't think Nelo did his job. I want you to go and take him out. Got that?"
Nevia scoffed. "No problem. He's just a kid. He won't be so bad."
"Don't judge him by his youth. If he wants to fight, he'll be a little hellion."
Nevia smirked. "Good. That's what I want to fight."
Nevia turned from Demitri and left. Many of the crows followed. Demitri sighed and continued attending to his wounds.
"I wish that girl wasn't so blood thirsty. . ." Demi thought.
Review. I may not have the next chapter until the end of the week. (Sorry, I haven't been able to get on my computer as often as before.) I really hope to finish soon though. (That way, I can write some other stories.)