Inner Demons
Chapter 3- Schizophrenic
Dante sat up and rolled off of his bed, already fully dressed, tightly gripping Ebony and Ivory. He didn't remember going to bed. He stood and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
What a dream…
Dream? No, no, son of Sparda. I assure you your imagination is not quite that vivid
Dante didn't bother looking for the voice "So you ARE real?"
Indeed. You doubted me?
Dante didn't reply
I know what you think, anyway, remember that Dante
Still Dante remained silent. He holstered his guns and ran down the stairs two at a time. Downstairs Trish and Lucia were watching the news. Trish beamed as he walked in
"How's my hero this morning?"
You are fine
"I'm…fine" Dante repeated weakly. Lucia glanced up
"Are you sure?" she considered "You sound a little worried…"
"I'm fine" he repeated, sterner
Lucia took the hint and turned back to the TV
Trish, however didn't back off "What's wrong, Dante?"
You are fine
"I'm…I'm fine"
"You're not! What's wrong?"
Threaten her
"What?"
Trish was confused "What do you mean what?"
You have power! Use it!
"No" Dante muttered
"No what?" Trish stood and placed a hand on Dante's forehead
Kill her! She interferes! She questions you!
"No!"
Yes
"I can't!"
Yes, you can
Dante found himself reaching for Ebony, and pushing the muzzle to his lover's forehead. Lucia stood and drew her blades, Trish didn't move
"You won't shoot me" she said, her voice wavering
"But….but he will….he will Trish…he-"
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The exterior of Devil never cry was quiet. But not tonight
A gunshot sounded
