Finding The Sparda Legends

Chapter 6: Two Hundred Years

It's been two hundred years since the downfall of the Sparda twin Virgil. That day more was lost than just a family dispute. Things went down hill from that moment on. Five years after Virgil's death Rebecca saw her end at the hands of Mundus. That drove her mother onto the brink of insanity. Ariana Aries (or Ariana Sparda) watched from the sidelines for a few years after Rebecca's death. After awhile she drifted away from watching the Sparda family. Her fights were more and more intense. Every now and then she would see a descendent of Dante. It was getting rare and far in between.

That's where the story begins. Two Hundred years after Virgil Sparda's death.
Ariana sighed heavily as she stood on the corner of a large city block. She hated the city due to the pollution and noise on her keen demonic senses. Looking around she couldn't understand what drew her here. One day Mundus would rise again she knew but this time she would be ready. That asshole had taken her family away from her.
Suddenly a head of white hair made her jerk to watch the person walk past. For a moment her heart stopped he looked so much like Virgil. Instinct made her follow the boy until he entered a dark alley.
"You know it's dangerous to do this alone boy," Ariana said as she leaned against the wall.
The boy whipped around to face her. Ariana could have sworn she saw Ebony and Ivory under his coat.
"Are you a Sparda?" she asked.
"Depends on whose asking."

"Anyone can pick a Sparda out of a crowd boy. They always have those tale tell looks. The silvery white hair, the ice blue eyes, and not to mention Ebony and Ivory give you away."

The boys hands went to Ebony's handle. "Don't worry kid I'm not here to kill you."

"Then why ask if I was a Sparda?"

She just shrugged not really caring if he was or not curiosity just got a hold of her. A dark feeling ran down her spine. The boy reacted in the same manner. He drew both guns preparing for the inevitable fight that was to come.
"You don't have Alastor? Rebellion? Any of Dante's swords?"

"No, those were lost. The only sword left in our family's name is the 'Blade of Aries' but not one of us can touch it."

"There's a reason for that," she said absently.

The boy was shivering for some reason. It wasn't from the cold because the night was warm. She could smell fear on him.

"Come on Sparda surely you can fight. It's better that you leave this to me."

"I need to help you."

"Who says?"

"I do."

"We don't have time for this. Back to back is the best two some battle stance."

He just nodded in agreement. They backed up till they were back to back. Ariana summoned a familiar kitana to hand. The yellow streamers danced in the sight breeze that blew threw the alley. Three phantom like creatures appeared. The moaning sounds they made, made shivers run down both the warrior's spines.
"Are you ready Sparda?"

"Yes, and the name is Dante."

"Figures. Come on kid."

The two of them leapt forward ready to kick some rear end. The two of them fought valiantly until not a single reaper stood in their path. Ariana had sustain severe lacerations across her back. Memories flooded her of similar injuries that had drawn her closer to her mate.
"Are you all right Miss?"

"Yeah, this will heal in a few hours."

"Come with me to my house my mother would surely like to meet you."

"I would be honored but as soon as I am well enough I have a new mission to complete."

"What's that?" he asked as he draped her arm over his shoulder.
"You'll know once I complete the mission."

The two of them walked carefully towards his house. Ariana nearly burst into tears as she saw the familiar building which this child called home. The familiar name flickered in red and black.
"Devil May Cry," she whispered in sadness.
"Every generation born of the Sparda's takes over the business. My mother was the Sparda." "What about your father?"

She saw the sadness about the mentioning of the man he called dad.

"You do not have to tell me Dante for you don't know me well enough."

"I know you well enough Ariana."

"I'm not going to be surprised that you know my name."

"He told legends of you to his children and those stories were passed on."

"I never thought that I'd be worth his effort."

"Apparently you were."

"Dante?" his mother called from the front door. "Are you all right I felt the reapers?"

"Yes, mother I have a friend that needs help."

"Bring her in son."

The woman had the tale tell features of the Sparda. Though her eyes weren't ice blue. They were green not as deep as her own but close. She almost reminded her of Rebecca. Shaking her head she refused to believe this was her daughter reborn.
"Green eyes aren't common amoung Sparda's, Miss Sparda."

"And you are?"

"I am Ariana Aries."

"So it is true."

"What is mother?"

"She's immortal," she answered.
"Immortality isn't possible," Dante snapped.
"Oh it is kid, if your part god and part demon. A demi-goddess as Virgil liked to call me."

Ariana moved away from the boy and walked up to the case for the 'Blade of Aries'. She slowly lifted the glass and let the familiar power wash over her as the blade recognized it's first owner.
"Virgil," she whispered weakly.
"I am Laura,"

Dante's mother introduced herself. Questions plagued the woman's mind.

"Were you drawn here because of the reapers that keep showing up?"

"In a way yes, but then again no."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Mundus is back," Ariana said quietly.

"Your son must full fill the the promise Dante made along time ago."

"My son will not fight that monster he isn't ready."

"Truth be told Miss, he won't ever be ready for Mundus."

"Are you implying that I'm weak?" Dante snarled.
"I'm not implying anything kid. You don't have half the fighting experience you need to slaughter someone like Mundus."

"Then who can fight him?" Dante asked.
"The Sparda line has become weak. So being the last true warrior amoung this family I will fight him."

"I can fight him," Dante insisted.
"You may have Ebony and Ivory kid but you are not match for anyone. If I could kick your ass in a fight then you can't defeat Mundus."

Something in the boys eyes seemed familiar. Ariana burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Dante's mother snapped.
"Come here Dante."

The boy cautiously approached her until he stood in front of her. He stood a great deal taller than her. Looking up into his eyes she saw a familiar flicker.
"I knew it. You couldn't resist could you Dante?"

"What are you talking about?" the boy's mother demanded.
"I'm surprised you haven't died yet Miss because fate tends to repeat itself if a soul is reborn. Unless of course the soul remembers the tragedy that happened before and deems to rectify it." "What are you babbling on about?"

"Your son knows what I'm talking about isn't that right Dante Sparda?"

"You haven't changed at all Ariana," a familiar cocky voice said back.

"So how did you know?"

"That stupid gleam in your eyes. So what are you going to do about Mundus? He's risen again. That idiot is biding his time to attack."

"That vendetta still in tact?"

"Of course. He took my family away from me Dante."

"So did I."

"That was necessary as much as I hated it."

"Ariana..."

"I'm sorry I have to go."

She turned and fled from the house. On the front door step she crashed into a warm body. Looking up she apologized, and her eyes widened as they met a pair of playful ice blue eyes. Something made her body shake and she knew she had to get out of there. She darted down the steps. Spreading her wings she flew away.

This is reformatted for my reviewers that pointed out. Thanks. To bad I can't get more than a50 reviews for this story. That's just wishful thinking though.