A/N It took me over 4 days to finally get this chapter right. I had to replay the first two devil may cry games over again and everything to get info that I needed. Also thanks to the guys on the Xanderzone who helped me develop this fight scene. I think it turned out awesome.

Chapter 19

Redeemed

Ahriman and Lilith slumped to the floor as the end of their spell wore off.

"Damn..d..do you think the spell worked?" Lilith panted out as she looked over at her brother.

"Of course it did." Ahriman replied as he stood to his feet, helping her up as he did so. "Can't you feel that power?"

"Damn!" she said feeling it. "That's more power then I anticipated. Does the son of Sparda have enough power to kill Mundus?"

"No." Ahriman told her. "But with the help of all of his ally's he stands a fighting chance. Now come on, let's go and see the fight."

"You mean to tell me that you have enough power to teleport us there?" Lilith asked in awe of her brother. She barely had enough power to stand, much less use any magical powers.

"No, but I have enough power to drive." he said as he held up a pair of keys. "Now come on before we miss the show." he said as he walked up to the door.


"Son of Sparda." Mundus grumbled as he took an enormously large sword off of his back. "Your time of death has...aagh..." he screamed out as Kendra's Slayer scythe was embedded in his forehead.

As everybody looked back they saw Kendra standing behind Xander with her arm outstreched.

"I thought, I told you to leave with mom." Xander said to her.

"Blame it on me Slayer upbringing." Kendra said as she gave him a wink. "I'm just hardheaded."

"Stupid wench!" Mundus swore as he ripped the Slayer's scythe out of his face, tossing it to the side as if it were nothing. As dark demonic blood poured out of the wound, with just a mere touch of his hand on his face it was healed. "You have just made your last mistake." he said as the very ground started to shake.

"What is he doing?" Buffy asked as she and Angel ran up to Kendra and Xander.

"It looks like he's drawing in power." Angel figured as he took a closer look. "We have to get out of here."

'Mistake...mistake...mistake.' those words echoed throughout Vergil's mind as he fell to his knees and had a memory of his past.

Flashback

Time unknown

A younger Vergil stood in an open field, with his sword held high, as he looked all around himself, trying to find the mysterious voice that was talking to him. As he listened to him even closer, he found it to be the same voice that was talking to him in the nightmares he had been having for weeks.

"You are the eldest twin son of Sparda, am I correct?" the voice asked as Vergil tried to figure out where it was coming from.

"Who the hell, want's to know?" Vergil asked, causing the entity to laugh.

"A friend." came the voices disembodied reply.

"Well friend..." Vergil said with a frown. "Why don't you get the hell out of here and leave me alone."

"You dare defy me?" the voice asked.

"Defy who?" Vergil asked as he looked up to the heavens. "A big scary voice? Whoa, hey I've got one of those. You want to hear it?" he asked as he put his hand over his mouth to muffle his voice. "You can kiss my demonic ass." he said dropping his hand from his mouth. "That good enough for you?"

"I offer you riches and more power than you've ever dreamed and this is how you repay me?"

"Wait, power?" Vergil asked. "What kind of power?"

"Anything you want of course."

"What do I have to do?" Vergil asked intrigued.

"Something very simple." the voice told him casually. "All you have to do is kill your brother, Dante."

"Whoa, me and Dante don't always see eye to eye, but he's still my brother."

"If that's true then why would he come to me and ask for power?" the voice asked. "He said that he would kill you to get that power." the voice lied.

"What? I don't believe..."

"Think about it, Vergil." the voice started. "No one really cares about you. Not even your father."

"Shut up!"

"Why was it that your father left Dante a sword to remember him by and he left you nothing?"

"I said shut up!"

"It's because he didn't care about you, Vergil. Your brother, your mother, and your father none of them cared even a little about you."

"No..."

"But, I'm here now Vergil." the voice told him. "I can give you power to crush your enemies. Especially your decietful brother."

"Okay!" Vergil screamed into the wind. "Just tell me what I have to do?"

"Just open up your mind to me, boy." Mundus told him as dark energy surrounded Vergil. "Just open up your mind."

End Flashback

It came to Vergil in a flash how he had been decieved so long ago. The mysterious voice was none other than Lord Mundus himself and he had played him like a fiddle. Vergil would forever remember, the look of surprise on Dante's face when he had tried to strike him down that day.

"What have I done?" Vergil asked himself as Mundus's mind spell wore off and he relived every bad deed he had ever done. Suddenly a flash of light and the rumbling of power snapped him out of his reverie. Looking up, he saw that Mundus had unleashed his power and that it was headed straight for Xander and his friends.

"No!" Vergil shouted as he unsheathed his katana. Seeing that his little brother had closed his eyes, ready to except his death like a warrior, Vergil stepped in front of him. Putting his katana out in front of him, he was able to hold off Mundus's energy ball.

"Goodbye, brother." Vergil whispered as he looked back at Xander.

As Xander opened his eyes, he saw his brother start to disintegrate. Before Xander could say anything, Vergil's face started to blacken in spots and within seconds, he crumbled into dust. Vergil Sparda was finally redeemed. With nothing holding, Mundus's power back the dark energy ripped through them, causing a huge explosion that knocked them all off of their feets.

"So easy." Mundus said as he began to laugh.

"Good show, mate." Spike said behind him as he began to clap his hands. "Now the world is ours."

"Vampiric scum." Mundus said in disgust as he turned around to look at Spike. "You dare even fathom, that I would give you power?"

"Oi,..." and that was the last thing to come out of Spikes mouth, as Mundus raised his sword up high and brought it down in an arching blow.

"Fuck!" Faith shouted as she wiped Spike's ashes off of her duster. Not being able to resist a fight, she shifted into her vampiric visage and charged at Mundus.


Xander winced and shook his head from his position on the ground through the clearing smoke and mists of dust. Not being able to even stand to his feet, he looked around to the groaning bodies of his friends. To his relief everyone seemed to still be alive, but just hurt. Since he was standing in front of them he took most of the attack. Not being able to hold his head up any longer, his face fell back into the mud. As he was about to close his eyes, to brace the pain, a pair of black boots stepped in front of his face. Using the last of his strength he looked up and his eyes widened in disbelief. There stood a man with shoulder length white hair wearing a red duster.

"Dad?" he asked as he saw the ghostly image of him. He had recognized him immediately from the one picture that his mother had of him.

"Yes my son..." Sparda replied.

"But how?" Xander said as he coughed up a little blood.

"There's no time for that." Sparda said as he crouched down so Xander could see his face. "You must rise up and kill Mundus."

"But, I can't." Xander said as he tried to move, but the pain was to much so he stopped.

"Then give me control..." he said as he put a hand on Xander's forehead and dissappeared in a flash of light.


Mundus knocked Faith aside like a rag doll, knocking her unconcious as she hit the ground. As he raised his sword to finish her off, he suddenly sensed a power he hadn't felt in over sixteen years. Forgetting all about Faith, he turned to see the smoke clear as a figure stepped out of it.

"It cannot be." Mundus hissed out as he saw his age old enemy.

"But yet it is mighty, emperor." Sparda, still in his human form, replied as the last of the smoke cleared.

"You should be..."

"Dead." Sparda finished for Mundus. "But yet the Powers That Be granted me one final wish to visit my son. Instead I get to finish you off at last."

Mundus had a hearty laugh at that. "It seems that you've forgotten Dark Knight, but the last time we fought, we both went down in a blaze of glory."

"In the infamous words of both of my son's..." Sparda said as he took Rebellion off of his back. "Let's rock, baby."

With a growl, because of his imputence, they both charged each other for the last time.


Kendra rolled over on the ground and groaned as she opened her eyes. Letting out a shuddering breath she sat up and immediately put her hand on the silver locket that Xander had given her for her birthday and found that it was cracked.

She figured that the power from her locket absorbed most of the impact, but it also left her wondering if the locket had any power left. As she heard a groan at her side it snapped her out of her reverie. With a wince she stood to her feet and helped Buffy stand up.

"What happened?" Buffy asked as she shooked her her to try to clear the cobwebs out.

"Mundus, happened." Angel said as he walked up behind them and pointed to where Mundus and a man with a red duster were fighting each other.

"Who is dat?" Kendra asked.

"And where's, Xander?" Buffy asked as she realized that he was missing.

"I don't know." Angel replied as he tried to sniff the boy out. "But whoever that is has his sword."


Sparda spun and backhanded Mundus hard across the face as he brought up Rebellion. Bringing it down in an arching blow, Mundus brought up his ow sword to deflect the attack.

"You're even better than I remember." Mundus said as the two locked blades.

"That's because I fight with vengence in my heart." Sparda said as he strained against Mundus's strength. "You made my first born your slave and then murdered him." he said thinking of his son Vergil.

"And it was so easy." Mundus replied with a laugh, that was cut short as Sparda punched him again across the face.

The force of the blow sent Mundus staggering, where he fell back up against a tree and snapped it in half as he broke through it. Looking up in the cold eyes of his adversary he shook his head in anger.

Pressing the advantage Sparda shifted into a spin with Rebellion drawn as Mundus was barely able to bring his sword up in defense.With a growl Sparda kicked Mundus in the stomach with a sidekick pushing him back down to the muddy ground. Seeing his enemy drawing closer, Mundus lifted up his hand and blasted Sparda in the chest with a volley of dark energy.

After regaining his footing and getting back on his feet, he glanced at his old enemy. Sparda had landed behind a small fire that was caused by his earlier attack. He watched as the fire reflected off of Sparda's face. Even though he had his eyes closed, Mundus could still see that he was still alive.

As Mundus was about to run over and finally end his rivals life, Sparda's eye's snapped open. With the fire of hell itself burning into his once brown orbs, he stood to his feet as his body began to crackle with power. Large dark horns began to appear on the side of his head, just as demonic wings appeared on his back. As he finished his devil transformation, he held the now transformed Excalibur up and pointed it at Mundus.

"Now dark emperor, your time of death is at hand."

Sparda then stepped through the fire in front of him and continued to walk toward Mundus. As he got closer, Mundus drew his sword, while Sparda twirled his own. As the two swords clashed Mundus and Sparda came eye to eye.

Pushing away from him, Mundus let out a earth shaking battle cry and ran at Sparda with blinding speed. Sending out a volley of energy, Mundus was able to hit him in the chest. It had little affect so he brought down his sword. The two swords met and created a loud metal clashing noise that seemed to shimmer and shake the battle ground.

Sparda moved out of the way of another sword slash and locked weapons with Mundus again. As he was pushed back a little further, his foot hit something, making him look down. Every sound, even time itself slowed, as Sparda saw what his foot had hit. There, at his feet, lay the the scorched and broken sword of his son.

"Vergil…." Sparda whispered with now uncontrolable anger. Anger that had...no needed to be unleashed.

Letting out a frustrated growl of his own, he punched Mundus in the chest, making both of them drop their swords. Seeing that Mundus was dazed by the attack, he followed up with two rabbit punches to his jaw and then an uppercut. As he pitched forward, Sparda brought up his knee, sending it crashing into his stone jaw.

Bringing Lord Mundus down to a knee, Sparda grabbed either side of his head and brought up both knees sending them crashing into his face. As the concrete monster fell over, because of his enemies rampage, Sparda walked back and hit the handle of Excalibur with his foot sending it into his hands.

Sparda held Excalibur a few inches from his face and closed his eyes. He was concentrating all of his power into one final attack. Stones and droplets of water began to rise around him as he pulled in more power. Snapping his eyes open, he put the tip of his blade on the ground and brought it around in front of himself in a circle.

"Energy orb, Full Power!"

Seeing the power Sparda was drawing in, Mundus quickly sat up and held out his hand shooting a volley of energy over at him. With a small "Ha", Sparda launched the orb of energy at his nemesis, absorbing the energy as it went. It connected, and the force from it knocked the demon lord over twenty feet back.

As black blood dripped out of the wound on Mundus chest, he slowly stood to his feet and picked up the sword he had dropped.

"Your...your pathetic power was...wasn't enough." Mundus grumbled out as he looked down upon Sparda. Only to be met by some icy brown eyes that seemed to stare straight through him.

Before Mundus could say another word, Sparda ran for him in a blur dragging Excalibur behind him. The sword shot up blue sparks from the friction of being dragged even as Sparda jumped up and lunged at Mundus.

There was a sudden crash of something that sounded like lightning as the ground itself shook.

As the rumbling stopped, Sparda appeared out of thin air, on the other side of Mundus with his back turned. He was now in his human form and after twirling his sword around, he simply placed it on his back. Not sensing any damage Mundus shook his stone head, blinked his eyes, and then turned to Sparda.

"Tell Satan I said hello." Sparda whispered.

With that said Mundus's body began to crack and he fell down to one knee. Lifting his hand to try to reach for his enemy it fell off. Letting out one long final cry larger pieces of the demon lord continued to fall off and break away, making Sparda turn to look at his enemy once more. With hate filling Mundus's eyes he looked up at Sparda one last time and dusted in a cloud of nothingness.

Sparda took a deep breath and looked up into the night sky, for the last time. He always missed such simple things. Sensing someone watching him, he looked back and saw Kendra, Buffy, and Angel watching him with wide eyes and awe. Putting a lopsided grin on his face, he walked over to them.

"Who...who are you?" Kendra asked as she raised up her Slayer scythe. She didn't sense any hostility from the man, it was quite the opposite. But she did know that he was a demon.

"Forgive me Kendra." Sparda said as he gave her a smile. "I'm the Legendary Dark Knight, Sparda." he said with a bow.

"Xander's father." Buffy whispered to herself. 'So that's where he got that goofy grin.'

"Yes." Sparda replied.

"But how did you know me name?" Kendra asked.

"I know all about you." Sparda informed her. "I know all of you through my son."

"But where is he?" Angel asked.

"He's here with me deadboy." Sparda said with a smile as he put a hand over his heart. "But, I don't have a lot of time. I have to get back to the land of the dead. Kendra I need you to do me a favor, watch over my son for me and tell him that I love him."

"I...I will." Kendra said after a moment as Sparda turned his back to them.

"You're a beautiful girl Kendra." Sparda said as he looked up to the heavens to watch the night sky once more. "It would have been an honor to have been your father."

And with that Sparda fell back, as his body morphed into that of Xander's. Falling into her waiting arms, Kendra held Xander to her chest as he fell fully into her arms unconcious.

"Now that's what I call a fight scene." a familiar voice said behind them. Gathering Xander up in her arms, Kendra and the others turned to see Lord Ahrimanm holding a still unconcious Faith, and Buffy with brown hair standing behind them grinning like jackels.

"What the..." Buffy said as her eyes locked with her dobblegangers.

"Oh allow me to introduce you two." Ahriman said as he noticed Buffy's gaze. "This is my sister the first evil. Thanks to you and your friends, I was able to make her corporeal. And guess what body she wanted to choose?"

"Hey, Buff." Lilith said as she gave her a wink.

"Why the hell are you two so happy?" Buffy asked as she recovered from seeing her double. "Your boss is dead. You lost."

After a moment both Ahriman and Lilith broke out laughing.

"It was our plan to have Mundus destroyed from the beginning." Ahriman confessed. "The only reason we ressurrected him in the first place was because, he was watching us from a hell dimension and if we had of betrayed him, he would have sent an army of demons after me."

"But now that he's dead we're free to take over the world." Lilith continued.

"You played us from the beginning." Buffy finally realized.

"Now you're thinking sweetcheeks." Ahriman said as he leered at Buffy, causing Angel to growl low in his throat.

"Be seeing you." Lilith said as the both of them turned to walk off.

"Oh and Kendra." Ahriman called out over his shoulder. "When your brother wakes up tell him that he has twenty four hours, before this world goes up into flames." and with that the two of them, along with Faith dissappeared into the darkness.

"What are we going to do now?" Buffy asked as she looked back at Kendra and Angel. Usually she would rely on Xander to make some sort of joke at a time like this, but he was still unconcious.

"There's only two things we can do." Angel said grimly as he looked at the two girls in turn. "Get some rest and wait."

Later that night

Ahriman's Mansion

"Do you think twenty four hours is enough time for us to gather enough power?" Lilith asked as Ahriman placed Faith on thier expensive leather couch.

"That's not going to matter." Ahriman told her cryptically.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means dear sister, that tomorrow we're all going to hell." he said as he moved next to a giant demon statue. "Courtesy of an old friend of mine named Acathla."

A/N There's only a few more chapters left. To anybody that's reading this let me know how you felt about the story and if you think I should make another crossover story.

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