Chapter 7
Okies... I don't own anything that Capcom owns. On with this fic that hardly anyone ever reads...
Dante drove down the highway, the sun beating down on his shoulders. His red trench coat blew in the wind, flapping behind him furiously. After driving all night, Dante was rather tired and his butt was numb from the vibrating engine on the motorcycle; he figured that the engine's rumble was the only thing that was keeping him awake. As he drove, he began to notice that the highway was dead; there had not been a single car for almost fifteen miles so far and he was still counting. After a few more miles, he saw an old battered sign that showed that he had just entered a city; the sign was almost unreadable due to the numerous shotgun blasts that had been registered to it and from the weather. The only readable words upon the sign were 'Welcome to". Dante drove through the city until he came up to an old gas station, it appeared to be abandoned. A van occupied one of the gas pumps, but it too appeared to be abandoned. As Dante looked down at his gas gauge, he pulled up to one of the pumps and began to fill his bike with gas. As the tank filled, Dante walked around to the door to see if anyone was inside; there was no one and the door ws locked. He looked over at the empty van and walked towards it, seeing a smear of what appeared to be blood on the drivers door. As he walked to the door, he saw the corpse of a middle age woman , dried blood covering her and the ground beneath her.
He popped the door open and looked inside, in the back there was a crate and what looked like a handcuff key laying on the floor. He hopped inside and walked into the back, picking up the key and looking at the crate. Inside of it, there were many viles of blue liquid on one side and many broken viles on the other, they appeared to have been empty. As he closed the crate, he heard a moan outside by the drivers door so he stepped forward and looked outside. He stepped out of the van and looked around and under the van; the dead woman was gone now. He pulled Sparda off of his back and began to look around cautiously as he heard another moan, this time from behind the van. He stepped around the van and looked behind it, seeing a man lying on the ground, moaning. He walked out and came behind the man," Hey, you. Are you okay?"
The man continued to lay there, not answering, just moaning loudly. Dante took a step forward and nudged the man with his boot," Hey. Are you okay? Answer me. HEY?" He lightly kicked the man, causing him to spin around and let out a shallow moan. Dante pulled his foot away and looked at the man, something was obviously wrong with him. The man crawled towards Dante, causing him to step back a step. The man reached out and grabbed ahold of Dante's foot, trying to bite him. Dante could smell a putrid, rotting smell wafting off of the man now that he was so close. Dante lifted up his free leg and stepped on it's head hard, causing it's skull to cave in and it's insides to spill out of it's head onto the ground and Dante's boot. He grimaced from the smell as he wiped the mush onto the grass. He felt someone grab him by the shoulder and pull themselves up a bit. He spun around, pushing the woman away from him. She was covered in blood; the woman from by the van. As she let out a raspy breath and came towards him, trying to bite him, he whipped Sparda around, cutting off her head in a swift blow. Her body crumpled to the ground, twitching and spilling blood out of her now dead body. He walked towards one of the buuildings, leaving his bike there after it had finished filling up. He felt a tingle run up his spine as he heard ginshots from within the city. He ran forward now, hoping to find Amaya up ahead.
Amaya charged up her gun with electricity and shot the thing that Calran had called a licker several times in it's head, causing it to twitch wildly from the electricity hitting it's exposed brain. There were four lickers surrounding them, they had walked right into them all. Calran sent the blade at it, causing it to get thrown into a buliding as it's back leg was cut off. He sent out a wave of wind from Fujin, blowing another one into the wall and dashed towards it, impaling it in through the side of it's head. Amaya pulled out Alastor and ran to one of the others and cut upward, sending it into the air. It flailed madly as she charged up her gun and shot into it's head. Calran slammed a new clip into his gun as the last licker charged towards him, lashing it's tongue out at him. Suddenly it let out a loud shriek, it's tongue plopping to the ground. Calran looked over at Amaya who stood next to the licker's writhing tongue. Calran ran forward as the licker charged at Amaya, stabbing forward into it's side as Amaya cleaved down into it's soft skull. The licker fell dead to the ground with all of the others. Amaya smirked as she flicked the blood off of Alastor and placed him back upon her back.
"Well, well... that thing isn't so bad, now is it ,Calran ? Even if it is a girl," Amaya said with a smile. Calran nodded as the chain slithered back into Fujins' body smoothly. "You know, you shouldn't tease him about his weapon... I'm not a girl and you have me. How does that make you feel?" Alastor stated. "Oh, so you choose to speak to me now? Good, I was worried about you. My case is different than his. Dad gave you to me-" Amaya thought, being cut off. "After your mother had me, I know. She was so nice to me, she always trained with me. She never put me up on a rack for weeks on end and refused-" Alastor said rudely,being cut off by Amaya. "Maybe you should hush or I'll throw you away," Amaya threatened. "Fine, be that way. But I know that you wouldn't dare. You really like me deep down, you have hunters blood in you veins, you like to demon hunt. You know I'm right. You just have to be a rebel, as your father put it," Aslastor finished, causing Amaya to roll her eyes. She knew that he was right, but she would never admit it out loud.
She looked over at Calran," Ready to keep going?" He nodded and began to walk ahead of her. Alastor chirped again,"Would you stop that..." "Stop what?"Amaya asked, speeding up her pace. "Looking at that..." "What the hell are you talking about?" She asked, looking down at Calran's legs as he walked in front of her. Alastor sighed and went silent again, letting out a crackle of electricity.
End of chapter 7... please read and review. PLEASE!
Okies... I don't own anything that Capcom owns. On with this fic that hardly anyone ever reads...
Dante drove down the highway, the sun beating down on his shoulders. His red trench coat blew in the wind, flapping behind him furiously. After driving all night, Dante was rather tired and his butt was numb from the vibrating engine on the motorcycle; he figured that the engine's rumble was the only thing that was keeping him awake. As he drove, he began to notice that the highway was dead; there had not been a single car for almost fifteen miles so far and he was still counting. After a few more miles, he saw an old battered sign that showed that he had just entered a city; the sign was almost unreadable due to the numerous shotgun blasts that had been registered to it and from the weather. The only readable words upon the sign were 'Welcome to". Dante drove through the city until he came up to an old gas station, it appeared to be abandoned. A van occupied one of the gas pumps, but it too appeared to be abandoned. As Dante looked down at his gas gauge, he pulled up to one of the pumps and began to fill his bike with gas. As the tank filled, Dante walked around to the door to see if anyone was inside; there was no one and the door ws locked. He looked over at the empty van and walked towards it, seeing a smear of what appeared to be blood on the drivers door. As he walked to the door, he saw the corpse of a middle age woman , dried blood covering her and the ground beneath her.
He popped the door open and looked inside, in the back there was a crate and what looked like a handcuff key laying on the floor. He hopped inside and walked into the back, picking up the key and looking at the crate. Inside of it, there were many viles of blue liquid on one side and many broken viles on the other, they appeared to have been empty. As he closed the crate, he heard a moan outside by the drivers door so he stepped forward and looked outside. He stepped out of the van and looked around and under the van; the dead woman was gone now. He pulled Sparda off of his back and began to look around cautiously as he heard another moan, this time from behind the van. He stepped around the van and looked behind it, seeing a man lying on the ground, moaning. He walked out and came behind the man," Hey, you. Are you okay?"
The man continued to lay there, not answering, just moaning loudly. Dante took a step forward and nudged the man with his boot," Hey. Are you okay? Answer me. HEY?" He lightly kicked the man, causing him to spin around and let out a shallow moan. Dante pulled his foot away and looked at the man, something was obviously wrong with him. The man crawled towards Dante, causing him to step back a step. The man reached out and grabbed ahold of Dante's foot, trying to bite him. Dante could smell a putrid, rotting smell wafting off of the man now that he was so close. Dante lifted up his free leg and stepped on it's head hard, causing it's skull to cave in and it's insides to spill out of it's head onto the ground and Dante's boot. He grimaced from the smell as he wiped the mush onto the grass. He felt someone grab him by the shoulder and pull themselves up a bit. He spun around, pushing the woman away from him. She was covered in blood; the woman from by the van. As she let out a raspy breath and came towards him, trying to bite him, he whipped Sparda around, cutting off her head in a swift blow. Her body crumpled to the ground, twitching and spilling blood out of her now dead body. He walked towards one of the buuildings, leaving his bike there after it had finished filling up. He felt a tingle run up his spine as he heard ginshots from within the city. He ran forward now, hoping to find Amaya up ahead.
Amaya charged up her gun with electricity and shot the thing that Calran had called a licker several times in it's head, causing it to twitch wildly from the electricity hitting it's exposed brain. There were four lickers surrounding them, they had walked right into them all. Calran sent the blade at it, causing it to get thrown into a buliding as it's back leg was cut off. He sent out a wave of wind from Fujin, blowing another one into the wall and dashed towards it, impaling it in through the side of it's head. Amaya pulled out Alastor and ran to one of the others and cut upward, sending it into the air. It flailed madly as she charged up her gun and shot into it's head. Calran slammed a new clip into his gun as the last licker charged towards him, lashing it's tongue out at him. Suddenly it let out a loud shriek, it's tongue plopping to the ground. Calran looked over at Amaya who stood next to the licker's writhing tongue. Calran ran forward as the licker charged at Amaya, stabbing forward into it's side as Amaya cleaved down into it's soft skull. The licker fell dead to the ground with all of the others. Amaya smirked as she flicked the blood off of Alastor and placed him back upon her back.
"Well, well... that thing isn't so bad, now is it ,Calran ? Even if it is a girl," Amaya said with a smile. Calran nodded as the chain slithered back into Fujins' body smoothly. "You know, you shouldn't tease him about his weapon... I'm not a girl and you have me. How does that make you feel?" Alastor stated. "Oh, so you choose to speak to me now? Good, I was worried about you. My case is different than his. Dad gave you to me-" Amaya thought, being cut off. "After your mother had me, I know. She was so nice to me, she always trained with me. She never put me up on a rack for weeks on end and refused-" Alastor said rudely,being cut off by Amaya. "Maybe you should hush or I'll throw you away," Amaya threatened. "Fine, be that way. But I know that you wouldn't dare. You really like me deep down, you have hunters blood in you veins, you like to demon hunt. You know I'm right. You just have to be a rebel, as your father put it," Aslastor finished, causing Amaya to roll her eyes. She knew that he was right, but she would never admit it out loud.
She looked over at Calran," Ready to keep going?" He nodded and began to walk ahead of her. Alastor chirped again,"Would you stop that..." "Stop what?"Amaya asked, speeding up her pace. "Looking at that..." "What the hell are you talking about?" She asked, looking down at Calran's legs as he walked in front of her. Alastor sighed and went silent again, letting out a crackle of electricity.
End of chapter 7... please read and review. PLEASE!