Disclaimer: I don't own DMC.
I however created Silver and Sevan. If you're not familiar with Japanese words
then
youkai : demon
this story is for my friend Ebonylight and Bustahead. They encouraged me to
keep writing.
Chapter 1
Sadness, Secrets, and A New Hunt
"They only saw him... They'll
never look to me for aid. I am not as powerful as he was. When they look at me
all they see is my father. His cocky looks and piercing blue eyes. For once
they will see me...."
Her name was Silver. Her deep
blue eyes glittered as she stared around the dimly lit bar. She brushed a
strand of her white locks out of her face. Her clothes were mostly black except
for the blood red button down shirt she wore. Her long black trench coat hung
loosely over her shoulders. She wore a pair of black combat boots to finish off
the outfit.
"Did you hear about that
woman getting attacked by a large beast creature... she didn't make it they
said."
"I hear that people are
talking about Dante Sparda..."
"So what about him?"
"They said he stopped
that kind of stuff from happening."
"So what about him
Joe?"
"I hear he and his
wife were killed a few months ago."
"By who?"
"No one knows."
The bar goers murmured about
old news. Dante Sparda was dead along with Trish. They were murdered in the
night. Nothing could have saved them. The smoke was irritating her senses and
her legs were cramping up due to leaning against the wall for three hours.
Sighing heavily she pushed away from the wall and headed out the door. No one
stopped her. Tilting her head to the side she noticed her wolf was still
sitting there.
"Come on
Blade."
She walked down the dark
streets alone with her wolf. Her steps slowed as she approached her meager
house. Sadness washed over her remembering the halls of her old house. Due to
her parents deaths she was forced to live here. Her steps were slow as she
stepped up on the porch. She got out her keys and unlocked the door.
Her keen senses told
her she wasn't alone when she entered the door. Someone was in the house.
Moving quickly she went strait for the library turned weapons room. She passed
up Ebony and Ivory. Her aim was for a sword that had been made for her by a
powerful demon in return for her services. She easily picked it up and was
ready to fight.
"Come out who ever you
are," she commanded angrily.
"So they little girl
can sense my power interesting."
"Why is that?"
"I didn't expect you
to have half the traits that your father did."
Silver just snorted.
"What's it to you?"
"Let's say I'm an old acquaintance of your
fathers."
"Sure you are."
"You have your
mother's fire and your father's cockiness."
"It's not cockiness
it's confidence."
"Sure it is."
Blade was growling at
the intruder.
"I suggest you
leave before I rip you apart."
"You won't have me
stay even if it means a job?"
"A job? What kind
of job?"
"Simple. You must
retrieve this gem."
He threw a picture of
it towards her. She caught it easily. She studied the picture. It was a emerald
the size of her fist by the look of it.
"It's called the
'Heart of Ireland'. It's very sought after."
"By who?"
"Anyone with magic
in their blood."
"What's in it for
me?"
"A large reward."
"What kind of reward?"
"A great deal of
money."
"Why did you come to
me?"
"I thought the daughter
of Dante Sparda and Trish would be up to the task. If you are not then I will
look else where for help."
"I'll do it."
"There is one
condition..."
"And that is?" she
asked suspiciously.
"My most trusted guard
must go with you."
"For what?"
"To pose as your
husband."
"I don't need any help from
anyone much less a human."
"He's not a human. He
a youkai in fact."
"No, deal I work
alone."
He sighed heavily.
"Would you at least
meet him?"
"Nope."
"I knew you'd
react like this your father worked alone too until he met your mother."
Silver just snorted.
"Not my problem,"
she snarled angrily.
Days later...
Silver sat on the
plane and grumbled under her breath. Her arms were crossed over her chest in
anger. She hated this. She was the daughter of Dante Sparda she didn't deserve
this. The stupid youkai sat right next to her smiling as if he enjoyed her
discomfort.
"Are you going to
be like this the entire way?"
She just glared at
him. "I guess so."
She stared at him out
of the corner of her eye. If someone looked at him they would have never
guessed he was a youkai. His hair was long and black. He had it in a loose
ponytail. He wore black jeans that fit him snugly and a red shirt that did
about the same. She shook herself telling herself that she shouldn't care what
he looked like.
The youkai's name
was Sevan. His glittering amethyst eyes sparkled with something she had never
seen in anyone's eyes. It seemed as if this guy captured the moon light in his
eyes. Their was a fire and a coolness that mixed.
"Something
wrong Silver?"
"Nothing that
you can help me with."
"Most
people ask what kind of youkai I am before they even learn my name."
"So? Frankly I couldn't care less what
kind you are."
He just smirked
knowingly. Silver drifted off to sleep quickly. Her mind plunged into the realm
of dreams.
Silver stood in the middle of the woods again. She could hear the beating of
paws against the ground. Sighing she called out;
"Blade?"
The wolf in question paced up. He nudged against her.
"What is it?"
He motioned his head to follow him. She without question did so. They ended up
near a clear lake. Looking around willow trees dotted the shore. Feeling tired
after her walk she leaned against one of the willow trees. Her eyes closed for
a second but when she opened them again. Sevan stood before her.
"What are you doing here?"
She looked around noticing Blade was nowhere about. Looking deep into the
youkai's eyes she saw the familiar looks that Blade gave her on occasion.
"I've protected you for a long time," he said quietly. " I will forever
continue to do so."
"Sevan?"
"I ..."
Silver came to with a
start. Her breath was coming in heavy pants as if she had run for at least a
few hundred miles. She hoped with all her might that her dream wasn't true that
Blade was Sevan. Shaking it off she went back to sleep. No dreams plagued her
this time.
Sevan watched as Silver drifted off to sleep again. He reached a hand out and
pushed back a white lock from her peaceful face. Her skin was really soft to
the touch. For years he had watched her from a distance not wanting to disturb
her life. Not to mention Dante was very protective of his little girl.
"I'll always protect
you, Silver," he whispered into her ear.
Then that brought back
another thought. He owed this to her for not being able to stop her parents
death. He had failed then and he wouldn't fail now... His boss never knew he
had something behind his back. He didn't want him to know about Silver Sparda.
It wasn't hard to get emotionally attached to the strong willed girl. He would
never admit it though. He needed her safe from harm.
Something flashed
against her chest when she moved. Turning on the overhead light he took the
necklace from around her neck to look at it. His eyes widened it was the amulet
Dante wore before he died. He guessed it was only fitting that Dante's daughter
has it. He also hid something from her too. Sevan laid back and fell asleep
dreaming of a pair of deep blue eyes.
I know this was really short but it's only the beginning...