The Fallen Angel

Part Seven

Vergil sat up against the wall, remaining where he had fallen. It was hopeless. He could never attain the Sparda sword, and would be doomed to serve Mundus for eternity.

"No!" Vergil yelled to himself. He despised Mundus, for making him hs lapdog. Panic started to rise in Vergil. He could not bear to obey Mundus any longer. But there was nothing he could do. Nothing.

"It can't end like this, I have to do something!" Vergil cried out, starting to go hysterical.

"I need that amulet. I have to have it!" In his irrational state of mind, a stark realization came to him. Dante's amulet must not leave the island.If Dante somehow escaped the island, Vergil would probably never see him or his amulet again. He would not be able to follow, Mundus had control of his body and would never allow it. And his only chance of freedom and revenge, however small, would be gone forever.

Vergil made a snap decision. He would finish Dante, therefore ensuring his amulet stayed on the island. What he would do next, he did not know, but Vergil decided he had to act before it was too late.

(Next Scene- POV change)

As Dante walked through the door he entered a vast, multi-tiered chamber. Across the other side was the mysterious dark knight he had faced twice before.

"So, it's you again," said Dante. He sighed. "It's been fun, but lets finish this once and for all." The dark knight removed his helmet, revealing his face. He had silver hair, and static energy was coming out of his eyes and mouth. He gave a deep, evil laugh. Then the final fight began.

The two swordsmen clashed their weapons, both deflecting each other's blows. After a while, it appeared the knight started to tire. His powerful body is his weakness, Dante thought. He kept up the assault, until the weakened knight teleported to the top of a flight of stairs. The knight floated in the air, and held his arms out, gazing above Dante's head. Dante looked up, and froze. Circling above him, points down, were several ghostly swords. One by one, the swords fell down, attempting to stab Dante. He deftly avoided them all. Or so Dante thought. One of the swords had risen to the ceiling, and now sped downwards. Dante reacted quickly, but the sword grazed his leg badly. Ignoring the pain, Dante looked up. The dark knight had more tricks up his sleeve.

Several ghostly swords began circling again, but this time around the Knight's body. He teleported back to Dante and gave a taunting gesture.

Now he has a shield, Dante thought. Great. Perhaps it was time for a different strategy. Dante's lower arms and shins burst into flames. It was time to put the Ifriit gauntlets to work.

Dante began to throw charged Meteor fireballs at the Knight. Several of his swords were hit and vanished. More struck between the gaps, injuring him. The knight became more aggressive and charged at Dante, who air hiked over his head. Running to the far end of the room, Dante began to charge up his energy. The knight pursued, sword held high over his shoulders. At the last second Dante leapt and released his energy in a devastating Inferno attack. The knight crumpled to the floor in flames. He was beaten. The static energy around the eyes and mouth disappeared, and the knight looked up at his opponent. Blue eyes gazed coolly at Dante. He was silent. He could not believe what he was seeing.

"Vergil." Dante whispered. "What have you done to yourself?"

(POV change)

Vergil could feel the life ebbing out of him. It was over. At least he had escaped a long fate of servitude. Vergil knew there was only one being left who could defeat his despised master, Mundus. As Vergil's body rose into the air, burning with explosive energy, Vergil tugged at his amulet, it fell to the ground. Vergil's last thought was to wish his brother the luck and strength he needed in the coming battle. Then, in a great flash of light, the Fallen Angel was gone.

THE END