Authors notes: thank you for the reviews. I thought since there are hardly any fanfics of the dmc girls together, I shall continue this.
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Halloween is fun for the girls.
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At least tonight it is.
Trish peered at herself in the mirror, her long blonde hair, straight and shiny-- hung past her butt. She placed red lipstick on her lips and puckered them and leaned back to see the full effect, choosing to see if every part of her cheeks got the blushes that she needed.
Then she took the red coat that hung in Eva's old bedroom. The one where Eva used to sleep in Dante's now functional office and everything felt good around her. The photos of Eva and the twins as babies were covered on a wall album in the room and the resemblance to her is so striking that she knew, she knew that Eva is her in many ways. She took her black gloves and jerked them on. Placed the red coat on and touched the soft lining inside. Inside, was an engraving that said, To my beloved Eva, I will be with you always, Sparda.
Tonight, she would go as Eva. Really as Eva. This would please Dante very much, because she knew how much he loved his mother so much. It pleased him greatly that she was in his mother's image. It reminded him more than the photo that sat on top of his desk for many many years.
She adjusted her hair just so, where the long bangs slid over the side and Trish pulled up the rest of her long strands to fullness to give the effect just so.
When she descended the stairs, Lady and Lucia were sitting around the desk chatting and at the sound of Trish's descent, they both turned to see her and their eyes grew wide.
"Trish! Eva! It iz remarkable, non?"
Lucia cried out, she jumped up from the desk and she was decked out in a pirate costume. Her cutlasses adorned on both hips, with a thick belt that hung around her waist. She had her usual red hair over one eye and kept her braid. Her light white and blue striped diesel pants were suitable enough for pirating and her shirt had a skeleton with two femur bones criss crossed. Her light blue shirt was knotted in the front, long sleeves that puffed outward towards the end of her wrist.
Around her bright red hair was a black scarf around it with large white words that said I KICKED ARIUS'S BUTT. With tiny words that said, with a little help from Dante.
Her elfin boots were suede brown and had hidden knives inside.
"Yes, incredible. But of course, you're created in Eva's likeness, Trish. It's not hard to do. Is that Eva's clothes?" said Lady, who was wearing simple clothes, but this time, not her usual dark blue shorts, belted ammos, white silky blouse that shaped her elegant bust. Lady still had on her faded brick colored boots, with the many dark laces. But what she had on was a long diaphanous purple skirt that slid open on the front side, revealing her one leg in a vertical line. Her black top was buttoned up, sleeveless, only to show off her attractive shape. On her arm was a tattoo with a dragon on it and her black leather gloves went all the way up past her elbows. Her hair, though in the usual short dark bob, with curls around her face, had the front part pulled back, showing off more of her delicate features.
"Wow, look at you two!" Trish exclaimed. "Lucia, darling you look like a true lovely Pirate girl, ready to cut up any bandits coming on board any ship you might be captaining."
Lucia laughed at that, finding it so terribly funny. Lady and Trish looked at her and smiled, for they didn't think it was that funny. Trish cleared her throat, "And YOU!" she pointed at Lady, "Who are you supposed to be?"
"They didn't have any more costumes at the Halloween store, so Lucia suggested we find something in my home." She petulantly replied, "I have a lot of clothes so we just put stuff together. And I really didn't want to go as a princess or vampire or any of the archetype females."
"Ah, not the good girl, damsel in distress nor the I want to eat your blood, lover type? You could have gone as a pure and innocent, lily white with a bridal white gown." Trish joked.
Lucia giggled, "I vanted to go as a witch! But the black long robes were too bulky for my knives to fit in. And wow you must see Lady's home! It iz zo large and full of many rooms! A person could get lost in it. And her clothes! Zo very lovely! We took two full hours finding the right clothes!"
Lady sighed, "And yet, we ended up with this." She shrugged, "At least I can pack my guns with me she said with a smirk, "I've got my leather belt around me and these babies can take care of any demons where we are going."
"And I get to act the damsel in distress this time! With Eva's presence in me." Trish countered. "I love it! Mundus and his minions hated me with a passion. I mean, Eva, whoops, I always believe I'm her, what with my looks and her amulet around me. She basically saved my ass when I got the Mundus blast full force."
"Let's get ready to rock!" Lady winked at them, and sauntered out of Dante's establishment. Trish and Lucia followed behind.
They walked out into the full moon lit night, another one of those evenings, bright with bloodgoyles flying in all directions, beckoning the girls into action. They flew down and Lady was quick on the draw, shot at them and they turned into stone. They cracked under pressure when Lucia double flipped forward and slashed and hacked into them, breaking them into small pieces. All the while Trish took out L & O and shot at a few more from above her, they all turned into stone, allowing Sparda to crack them to pieces.
"Damn, girls, I can hardly move around in this red robe I'm wearing. I think Eva wore this when she went out to dinner, not out on the town to kill demons."
They finished off the rest of the bloodgoyles and they walked towards the bad side of town, where cemeteries were common and the homeless wandered aimlessly looking for drugs to shoot up or find a bottle of cheap whiskey to drown their sorrows.
"Trick or treat, honey." Trish said to one homeless old man who was wasted on a bottle of thunderbird. She handed him a bar of candy out of her red coat and patted him on the head, "Here. You need it more than I do."
He took it, his toothless smile widened at the blonde woman, "Thank you," he slurred, "You want information?"
"Yeah, where would we find the syndicate Hespian Uriel."
The old man shook his head, "I can't tell you." He slowly got up, tipped the bottle up to finish off the last remnants and said, "Don't go out to the graveyards tonight, ladies."
He tipped them goodnight and walked lazily away.
"So I guess we'll be making a trip to ALL the graveyards here in town tonight." Lady smirked, "There's the one by the small abandoned church up here."
Lucia stopped her as Lady started in that direction, "Non, he zaid dat we cannot go out to the graveyards!"
Lady blinked at her and was about to protest, then Trish chuckled deeply, "Lucia, no darling, that was the signal."
"Oh!" Lucia giggled, "Den wat are we waiting for? Let uz go now!"