The Attack
One year had passed. It was the day of Virgil and Dante's birthday. They invited a whole bunch of friends from school to their birthday party. They had just finished singing the birthday song to Virgil and Dante around the cake. Then, Sheila went to her room and got a huge box wrapped in green and red.
"Happy birthday Virgil and Dante" she told her children.
"Whoa cool!" Virgil said after opening the box.
It was a mini-car with two seats. The toy that Virgil and Dante had always been asking for. Both Virgil and Dante were shocked and happy. Their friends already began to eat the chocolate cake.
"Yummy!" one of Dante's friends exclaimed with a piece of cake in his mouth.
The exclamation drew Dante's attention to the chocolate cake on the table behind him. He suddenly forgot about the mini-car and grinned.
"I want some cake!" he pleaded to his mother.
Sheila gladly cut a big piece of cake and handed it on a plate with a spoon to Dante. Then she walked over to the still shocked Virgil who couldn't lay his eyes off the big toy.
"Don't you want some cake?" she asked Virgil gently.
"Nah..." the shocked boy managed to say.
His eyes were wide open checking out every single detail on the mini-car. If he opened his mouth, he would've been drooling. Finally, after five minutes or so, he finally asked for cake too. He looked at the number eight- shaped candle that rested on the top of the cake. It represented that it was Virgil and Dante's eighth birthday. This led him to wonder how long half-demons could live. So he made sure nobody was around and that everybody even Dante had gone outside to play. He spotted his mother eating some cake on the sofa. He walked into the living room leaving the kitchen to ask her how long half-demons lived.
"Mom?" the white-haired kid asked.
"Yes dear?" asked his mother looking up at him.
"I was wondering," Virgil began, "how long do half-demons live?"
Amazed and puzzled at such a question, Sheila thought for a short while before answering.
"Well, I told you last year; not much is known about half-demons" she answered.
"Oh" Virgil stated sounding a bit disappointed. "So what is known about them?" he asked for a consolation.
"That they will look exactly like the demon parent and be his or her same gender" Sheila replied.
"So do I look a lot like dad?" Virgil questioned.
Sheila nodded in reply. All was made clear to Virgil now. And Sheila was glad that her children hadn't reacted negatively when finding out that they were half-demons.
"Don't you want to play outside sweetheart?" Sheila asked her beloved son.
"Oh right, I forgot" Virgil said.
After that, Virgil ran off to the back yard to play whatever it was that the rest of the kids were doing. Later, around 10:34 P.M., Sheila heard some bumping noises on the door. She got up from her bed and put her robe on. She also put her sandals on before checking to see what it was. She left the room and walked around the dark house towards the door. But when she got there, hideous monsters had slammed the door open. They were ugly, twisted, and evil-looking demons. There were three of them. They proceeded towards Sheila and she began to walk backwards. Sheila was so shocked that she couldn't speak. The closest monster approached her and pulled out claws covered in blood. Finally, Sheila managed to scream. Virgil and Dante ran out of their rooms when they heard her mother scream. But when they got to where she was, she was dead.
Blood was spattered everywhere. On the walls, on the floor, even on the roof. The demons had opened her stomach and ripped out her organs.
"Mom!!!!" Virgil cried.
Dante was crying his heart out. All his tears fell on his mother's blood spattered on the floor. While Dante cried, Virgil ran towards the creatures aiming a fist at one of them. The brave eight year-old swung his fist at the creature that grabbed it and squeezed it. Virgil let out a scream of pain as the monster squeezed his fist. But suddenly, the demonic beast stopped clenching the boy's fist and let go of it. Another of the creatures walked towards Virgil and carried him.
"Virgil!!!" Dante cried for his brother.
The creature carrying Virgil suddenly gave a huge leap and left through the open door. The two remaining demons walked away on all four legs. Right outside of the house, one of the demons threw fire out of its mouth. The fire began to spread around the outside and inside of the house. Dante sat on the floor. His back leaning on the wall and his arms wrapped around his legs. His face that was covered in tears sunk deep into his knees as he just sat there. He heard the fire crackling as it burned almost the entire house which was made of wood. He didn't care that he was going to die. He stayed there waiting for the fire to reach him so he could be with his mother. Suddenly, his face emerged from his knees.
"No" Dante told himself.
Determined to escape, Dante got up as he felt his heart fill with courage. But he soon figured out he was trapped. There was nowhere to go. Every possible escape was covered by burning chunks of wood. The only way out was to go over the chunk of wood. But Dante couldn't jump that high. But Dante had suddenly gotten this feeling of determination. He would not die there. He would get out and avenge his mother's death. He would become the Legendary Dark Knight like his mother had told him his father was called.
"Mom..." Dante began.
He instantly jumped and his feet landed on the walls. Without time to think about how he managed to do so, he ran on the walls and crossed the burning chunk of wood. Then he landed on the floor and ran out the burning door quickly.
"...I promise you..." he said as he ran out of the house.
Dante was already out of the house but he wanted to keep running in determination.
"...that I will not give up until..." he continued as he ran to the deep woods.
"...I..." Dante kept speaking.
He slowly began to pace slower and slower until he stopped inside the dark woods. He was surrounded by tall pine trees. He gasped for breath and continued his oath.
"...get revenge..." the brave boy said.
He could not stand up any longer. He kneeled down standing on his knees. He wanted to drop on the ground and sleep, but he had to finish his oath to his mother first.
"...for..." the exhausted boy continued.
"...those who killed you" Dante finally finished.
And with an oath done, he dropped on the ground to sleep. He would keep his promise and slay any demon he could. He would kill every demon he saw and show no mercy. He would make them suffer like they made his mother suffer. He would get revenge by killing every single one of those hideous beasts. He would make sure they died a painful death. And he would not show any mercy towards any of them like they didn't show mercy for his mother. He was angry as Hell and would not stop until the Underworld was destroyed. He would also try to find his brother if he was even still alive. And once he did, he would continue to slay those bloodthirsty demons with his brother until none of them was left. He would eventually reach the deep bowels of burning Hell and kill the devil himself. Yes, he was determined to do that. And he knew someday he would. He knew someday he would get his revenge.
One year had passed. It was the day of Virgil and Dante's birthday. They invited a whole bunch of friends from school to their birthday party. They had just finished singing the birthday song to Virgil and Dante around the cake. Then, Sheila went to her room and got a huge box wrapped in green and red.
"Happy birthday Virgil and Dante" she told her children.
"Whoa cool!" Virgil said after opening the box.
It was a mini-car with two seats. The toy that Virgil and Dante had always been asking for. Both Virgil and Dante were shocked and happy. Their friends already began to eat the chocolate cake.
"Yummy!" one of Dante's friends exclaimed with a piece of cake in his mouth.
The exclamation drew Dante's attention to the chocolate cake on the table behind him. He suddenly forgot about the mini-car and grinned.
"I want some cake!" he pleaded to his mother.
Sheila gladly cut a big piece of cake and handed it on a plate with a spoon to Dante. Then she walked over to the still shocked Virgil who couldn't lay his eyes off the big toy.
"Don't you want some cake?" she asked Virgil gently.
"Nah..." the shocked boy managed to say.
His eyes were wide open checking out every single detail on the mini-car. If he opened his mouth, he would've been drooling. Finally, after five minutes or so, he finally asked for cake too. He looked at the number eight- shaped candle that rested on the top of the cake. It represented that it was Virgil and Dante's eighth birthday. This led him to wonder how long half-demons could live. So he made sure nobody was around and that everybody even Dante had gone outside to play. He spotted his mother eating some cake on the sofa. He walked into the living room leaving the kitchen to ask her how long half-demons lived.
"Mom?" the white-haired kid asked.
"Yes dear?" asked his mother looking up at him.
"I was wondering," Virgil began, "how long do half-demons live?"
Amazed and puzzled at such a question, Sheila thought for a short while before answering.
"Well, I told you last year; not much is known about half-demons" she answered.
"Oh" Virgil stated sounding a bit disappointed. "So what is known about them?" he asked for a consolation.
"That they will look exactly like the demon parent and be his or her same gender" Sheila replied.
"So do I look a lot like dad?" Virgil questioned.
Sheila nodded in reply. All was made clear to Virgil now. And Sheila was glad that her children hadn't reacted negatively when finding out that they were half-demons.
"Don't you want to play outside sweetheart?" Sheila asked her beloved son.
"Oh right, I forgot" Virgil said.
After that, Virgil ran off to the back yard to play whatever it was that the rest of the kids were doing. Later, around 10:34 P.M., Sheila heard some bumping noises on the door. She got up from her bed and put her robe on. She also put her sandals on before checking to see what it was. She left the room and walked around the dark house towards the door. But when she got there, hideous monsters had slammed the door open. They were ugly, twisted, and evil-looking demons. There were three of them. They proceeded towards Sheila and she began to walk backwards. Sheila was so shocked that she couldn't speak. The closest monster approached her and pulled out claws covered in blood. Finally, Sheila managed to scream. Virgil and Dante ran out of their rooms when they heard her mother scream. But when they got to where she was, she was dead.
Blood was spattered everywhere. On the walls, on the floor, even on the roof. The demons had opened her stomach and ripped out her organs.
"Mom!!!!" Virgil cried.
Dante was crying his heart out. All his tears fell on his mother's blood spattered on the floor. While Dante cried, Virgil ran towards the creatures aiming a fist at one of them. The brave eight year-old swung his fist at the creature that grabbed it and squeezed it. Virgil let out a scream of pain as the monster squeezed his fist. But suddenly, the demonic beast stopped clenching the boy's fist and let go of it. Another of the creatures walked towards Virgil and carried him.
"Virgil!!!" Dante cried for his brother.
The creature carrying Virgil suddenly gave a huge leap and left through the open door. The two remaining demons walked away on all four legs. Right outside of the house, one of the demons threw fire out of its mouth. The fire began to spread around the outside and inside of the house. Dante sat on the floor. His back leaning on the wall and his arms wrapped around his legs. His face that was covered in tears sunk deep into his knees as he just sat there. He heard the fire crackling as it burned almost the entire house which was made of wood. He didn't care that he was going to die. He stayed there waiting for the fire to reach him so he could be with his mother. Suddenly, his face emerged from his knees.
"No" Dante told himself.
Determined to escape, Dante got up as he felt his heart fill with courage. But he soon figured out he was trapped. There was nowhere to go. Every possible escape was covered by burning chunks of wood. The only way out was to go over the chunk of wood. But Dante couldn't jump that high. But Dante had suddenly gotten this feeling of determination. He would not die there. He would get out and avenge his mother's death. He would become the Legendary Dark Knight like his mother had told him his father was called.
"Mom..." Dante began.
He instantly jumped and his feet landed on the walls. Without time to think about how he managed to do so, he ran on the walls and crossed the burning chunk of wood. Then he landed on the floor and ran out the burning door quickly.
"...I promise you..." he said as he ran out of the house.
Dante was already out of the house but he wanted to keep running in determination.
"...that I will not give up until..." he continued as he ran to the deep woods.
"...I..." Dante kept speaking.
He slowly began to pace slower and slower until he stopped inside the dark woods. He was surrounded by tall pine trees. He gasped for breath and continued his oath.
"...get revenge..." the brave boy said.
He could not stand up any longer. He kneeled down standing on his knees. He wanted to drop on the ground and sleep, but he had to finish his oath to his mother first.
"...for..." the exhausted boy continued.
"...those who killed you" Dante finally finished.
And with an oath done, he dropped on the ground to sleep. He would keep his promise and slay any demon he could. He would kill every demon he saw and show no mercy. He would make them suffer like they made his mother suffer. He would get revenge by killing every single one of those hideous beasts. He would make sure they died a painful death. And he would not show any mercy towards any of them like they didn't show mercy for his mother. He was angry as Hell and would not stop until the Underworld was destroyed. He would also try to find his brother if he was even still alive. And once he did, he would continue to slay those bloodthirsty demons with his brother until none of them was left. He would eventually reach the deep bowels of burning Hell and kill the devil himself. Yes, he was determined to do that. And he knew someday he would. He knew someday he would get his revenge.