Yikes, how long have I been dead? shakes head vigorously

Anyway guys, this is my return to fanfiction after several months of hiatus. I had SEVERE writer's block and coupled with having to move, I kinda lost it for a while. Thankfully, my interest in DMC never waned; I got DMC3 and played it to the hilt. So I decided to write something about it. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten my other fic Curiosity and Compensation which I'll be updating as soon as I can.

Anyway, enjoy guys! Oh, and this is strictly AU by the way since we don't know anything about DMC4 as of yet :)

Pain.

My body, so unused to this sensation, felt numb and weak. Being part-demon ( not a half-breed; I have not been dealt a faulty hand), this unpleasant feeling was something alien to me.

Thinking back a few minutes ago, I felt angry and embarrassed, so to say.

If my father did it, I should be able to do it too!

Those were my words as I charged at the sinister glow that shone above the shadowed sky. I let my anger and pride get the best of me.

That was so typically reminiscent of my little brother that I couldn't help a smal smirk. I had always prided myself on controlling my emotions, no matter how severe and overwhelming they may be.

Now, I was outnumbered. Several Hell Sins surrounded me, composed of Hell Pride and Hell Greeds.

No doubt some kind of irony for my so-called sins.

The three glowing points seemed to glow brighter, blinking in a rapid pattern.

Laughter.

This thing obviously found something amusing about all this.

I felt a small tug ata heart I had all but erasedas I remembered...

From what I had gathered from the journals of my mother, something had been after her the moment her feelings for my father became evident.

Mother was always perceptive; moreso than ordinary humans. Some of them would even call it a gift. I believed that she herself was a gift; to Father, to me and my brother.

And she was taken away from us.

By a would-be god who probably got his sick kicks out of killing the weak.

Despite what my deluded little brother thought and probably little Mary Arkham as well, I did not find pleasure in torturing those obviously weaker than I was. All the killing I did was all a necessity, not some frivolous need to prove my superiority.

No.

I didn't need to show how strong I was; knowing is enough. Fighting with my brother was another necessity for gaining my power; it was also something of an indulgence, as he never failed to prove that I still needed more.

Again, I felt a twinge of shame; fighting Dante had wasted my energy and allowed that unworthy excrement of a rodent Arkham to possess and wield the power that I had been longing for.

There was a low growl that came from the gathering crowd of Sins.

They weren't attacking. They just stood there, hunched over and holding their scythes like the claws of Death himself.

"I didn't expect anything less from a Son Of Sparda."

A loud rumbling voice came from the three eyes.

I almost laughed at the compliment. This monster obviously thought it had seen everything I could do. I prepared to trigger my demonic powers when something caught my eye.

A Hell Pride, standing closer than the others, let out a growl of satisfaction. It's normally dull andlifeless eyes glowed an intense bright red, almost searing to my own eyes. It let out a scratchy laugh.

Pride...

It let out another growl of satisfaction...

This thing...it was feeding off me!

My own pride and greed were fortifying these creatures like food and water.

How insanely ironic. I let out a sigh. I knew when I was defeated. I glared up at the sky and into the burning gaze of the three eyes.

"Lord Mundus, how do you feel about an alliance with a Son Of Sparda?", I called out. Just for show, I proceeded to eliminate all the Sins that surrounded me. They all exploded in a haze of blood and sand.

"Very interesting...are you conceding?"

" I am obviously outnumbered."

"You will make a fine ally."

" I am...honored."

Yes, I knew when I was outnumbered. And I was.

I knew when I was defeated.

I wasn't.

END

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