Inner Demons

Dante pulled his jacket on and sat up in his chair.

Must have dozed off for a minute their

He pressed a button on his phone

"You have no new messages"

Dante sighed. It had been a slow day

There was a knock on the door "COME IN" he called enthusiastically

A man entered…or it might have been a man. He wore a heavy robe. Dante smiled "Can I help you?"

"No" he answered "I'm here to help you"

Dante tensed "We're not hiring"

The man laughed. It was a mans voice "No, why would I request to be hired by my own weaker side?"

Dante stood and grabbed Rebellion from his desk. He pushed forwards so that the blades tip was all but touching the guy's nose.

"Hmm, a little hostile" the man laughed softly

"When people talk this much shit they are normally evil geniuses or devils or both" he added "most often both"

"Are you familiar with the Soul mate principal? Dante?"

He nodded "Three with identical souls, blah, and one good one evil one both"

"Correct. But…forgive the language, there was a fuck up. One of the souls stayed inside of you, son of Sparda"

Dante grabbed his handgun with his free hand "Who the hell are you?"

"I am the Good, Brother, and you could have leaned either way"

Dante pressed the muzzle of Ebony to the stranger's forehead and pushed his hood away.

I killed you.

Virgil smiled that cocky smile "Brother- Hell gave birth to the principle! Surely I am the good of the soul?"

"Do you know what good and virtue is?" Dante spat

"Good is what we believe in" Virgil smiled. He raised his hand and placed it on his brother's forehead, Dante flinched "But brother, the true evil of our soul lies within you, as does the true power. You are the midway point"

"I'm warning you!" Dante clicked the safety off

"And down, Samu. Awaken. Breathe life into this powerless shell"

Dante felt a slight sting on his head. He blacked out