AN: This is susposed to be short. It's the prologue. I do not own Devil May
Cry, but I do own Prygus. Ain't that right little buddy?
Prygus: I am not your little buddy.
Me :Yes I am. I'm your father and your mother. Muhahahaha! And now to the
prologue.
"I have to keep running."
He looked back at the dark figure in pursuit. This was becoming quite a routine every night, during his trip to a dark alley way to feed. Unfortunately, they had caught on after a few occurrences of someone poor person being bit in the neck and having all their blood sucked out. This was the third time he was being chased. However, instead of the police chasing him, it was a skilled demon hunter. Foolish of him to feed in the same place every time.
He kept running until he could run no more. This time when he looked back, there was no one around. He faced forward only to see the last image that would ever be instilled in his cold heart: A silver sword being wielded by a red haired man arching straight for his heart.
"Another demon down," Prygus Overroot said to himself out loud while cleaning his sword that was stained with blood. He remembered clearly how his family had been brutally murdered. "Beware Malice. I'm coming for you." Prygus said to no one in particular.
"I have to keep running."
He looked back at the dark figure in pursuit. This was becoming quite a routine every night, during his trip to a dark alley way to feed. Unfortunately, they had caught on after a few occurrences of someone poor person being bit in the neck and having all their blood sucked out. This was the third time he was being chased. However, instead of the police chasing him, it was a skilled demon hunter. Foolish of him to feed in the same place every time.
He kept running until he could run no more. This time when he looked back, there was no one around. He faced forward only to see the last image that would ever be instilled in his cold heart: A silver sword being wielded by a red haired man arching straight for his heart.
"Another demon down," Prygus Overroot said to himself out loud while cleaning his sword that was stained with blood. He remembered clearly how his family had been brutally murdered. "Beware Malice. I'm coming for you." Prygus said to no one in particular.
