Heh guys...I thought "Oh what the hell" I might as well throw chapter 15 up :) I hope you guys all like this..and sorry for the short into, but I'm posting this at 6 in the morning..I was up all night working on later stuff:) Thanks to all of my loyal readers for reviewing this so far!
The twins laid in the dirt, watching clouds drift by the light of the moon for quite a while, before Dante felt Vergil release his hand, and begin to stand up.
The older twin stood, brushing dirt off of his elegant blue coat, before extending a hand to his brother. "We should get inside. Who knows what roams these woods at night? Plus, you are cold. I can tell." Vergil smiled at his twin.
Dante took his hand, letting Vergil yank him off of the ground. "Good idea...you always seem to know what I'm feeling before I do." He took a second to brush off his coat as well, when all of a sudden, a large gurgle from his belly echoed into the night. He put a hand on his tanned stomach. "Im SO hungry Verge."
Vergil laughed at the site, before walking over to the fallen owl, picking it up by the feet. "Well, it would seem that you already took care of that, wouldn't it?"
"You know how to cook an owl?" Dante looked skeptical.
"Well..." Vergil thought for a moment. "It's kinda like a big chicken right? How hard can it be?" He tossed it to Dante. "I'll go inside and start a fire. You start to defeather your victim, ok?"
Dante caught the bird, with a look of disgust. "Damn why do I always get the crappy jobs anyway?" He sat on the front step of the cabin, and began to pull out feather, after feather.
Vergil walked past him inside, before Dante heard him yell. "Because... you are the youngest!"
Dante began to pull the feathers out harder ofter that statement, and mumbling to himself. "I'll show you who's younger, ya big, dumb stupid..."
Vergil took his lighter and cigarettes out of his jacket pocket, setting them on an old table, and looking around him.
"Everything's still the same." He smiled and picked up the lighter, using it to light two rusty lanterns that hung from the ceiling, before removing one of them, taking it into his hand. He then walked to the basement door, opening it, and walking downstairs.
Cobwebs and spiders, glistened in the light of the lantern, as Vergil cautiously edged himself down the staircase. He stopped as he came to a step that was broken out, laughing to himself. "I'm not making that mistake again..." He stepped over it, walking to one of the corners of the room. A musty, dank smell hung in the air, polluting his nostrils, and making him sneeze.
He stopped when he came to a large flat object covered in a dirty white sheet. In front of it, in the dust of the basment floor, was the smeared image of a mans figure, laying in a fetal position. Small drops of blood stained the floor, and footsteps were leading away from it, heading to the stairs.
Vergil set the lantern down on the ground, flooding the corner with light. "This is deffinately the place."
In one swipe, Vergil pulled the sheet off of the large object, sending a small puff of dust into the air. Behind the sheet lay a large, dusty, antique mirror.
Vergil took a deep breath, closing his eyes, as if he was remembering something, deep in his mind, as he laid one hand on the top of the frame.
After a moment, he placed himself in front of it, and extended his palm toward it, his eyes rolling back into his head, and a strange light illuminating from his back. A small shockwave rippled through the mirror, as Vergil began to concentrate, and mumble something to himself.
"VERGIL? WHERE ARE YOU?" Vergil eyes snapped back into his head, and get got up quickly, covering the mirror, and grabbing the lantern. He hastily made his way back up the stairs, and closed the door behind him.
"Oh... there you are...I was looking all over for you." Dante had the owl by the feet, holding it out to Vergil. "I'm done...looks yummy dosen't he?"
Vergil nodded. "Yes...he looks great Dante." Dante couldn't help but notice the sweat dripping profusely from Vergil's forehead, and a strange look in his eyes that the younger twin had never seen before.
Dante put the bird down on the table, walking towards his twin. He placed his hands on Vergil's shoulders.
"Are you ok V? I mean...you don't look so good...maybe you should sit down or something..."
"I'M FINE!" Vergil's eyes flashed red, and his front teeth grew into a demon's fangs, causing Dante to take a step back.
He put his hands up in a mock surrender, a look of primal fear in his eyes. "Holy shit...Ok Verge...take it easy...I was just concerned that's all...from now on I won't..."
Vergil closed the small space between them, grabbing Dante in a tight hug. "Oh my god...I'm so sorry Dante. I don't know what came over me. Please... forgive me."
Dante looked confused, but hugged his twin back with just as much force. "It's Ok Verge..." He broke the hug to face him. "Just don't freak out like that on me anymore Ok?"
Vergil smiled at Dante. "I won't. I promise."
Dante, still suspecious of his twin, went over to crouch by the fireplace, moving some old soot around with his finger. "So why were you in the basement anyway Verge?"
Vergil thinking fast, answered him, wiping the sweat off of his forehead, his face pained slightly. "I was looking to see if this place had a generator down there so that we could have some power, but I didn't find one."
Dante stood still cautious of his brother. "Ok...well that's cool..." He used his hand to lightly bump one of the lanterns, causing it to sway back and forth gently. "We have these babies, so we should be fine." He turned around and headed out the door. "I'm gonna get some wood so we can start a fire ok?"
"Sounds great..." Vergil walked over to the old kitchen counter, leaning on it. It looked to Dante as if he was using it to keep himself balanced somehow.
Dante cocked one eye up, turning to leave. "Ok...I'll be back in minute then..." He left after seeing a nod from his twin. Dante didn't leave though, instead watching Vergil suspeciously from one of the cabin windows.
As soon as Vergil thought his brother had left, a look of agony gripped his face. He swayed as if he was dizzy, reaching one hand around his back and rubbing it soflty. He felt his vision going black, as his head hit the counter, causing him to crumble onto the floor.
Dante, seeing this, rushed back inside, and to his tiwn. "Vergil? Dammit!...are you ok? Can you hear me?"
Getting no response, Dante picked him up in his arms, and began to carry him to the couch, when he felt the arm that was supporting his brother's back, begin to burn him intensely.
Dante just made it to the couch, laying Vergil down gently, before almost dropping him, as the pain in his arm became too much to bear.
He knelt down next to his twin, looking at his arm, which had no physical marks on it what so ever. He could still feel it burning as he ran his opposite hand over it.
"What the hell is going on here?" He watched as Vergil's face continued to look striken with pain.
Rolling his twin onto his side gently, Dante removed his coat, and then his black armored top. He gasped at the sight before him.
The pentegram on Vergil's back looked black and angry, like it had been recently lit on fire, and then extinguished. Blood and fluids ooozed from it, dripping down his back, and onto the sofa.
"Holy shit V..." Dante laid him back down soflty, and ran to the kitchen, trying to find anything to help his ailing brother.
He fumbled through cupboard, after cupboard, before finding a rag in one of them. He then moved to the kitchen sink, pulling the lever, only to recieve a deep groan from it's pipes.
"SHIT!" Dante then remembered seeing an old well outside, and ran out to it, pumping on the handle furiously, before a steady stream of water began to flow from it.
He soaked his arm, and the rag under the ice cold water, before running in to take Vergil's side once more.
He gently placed the rag on his twins back, sending steam into the night air, and causing a small moan to escape Vergil's lips. It was then that Vergil's eyes began to open slowly.
"Vergil? It's me...Dante. Are you ok?" Dante ran a hand through Vergil's soaked white hair.
The dark twin moaned slighlty, before looking his brother in the eyes. "Dante?...what happened?"
"You were in the kitchen and you fell..."
"I fell?" He began to sit up slowly. "I'm so hot..." He raised a hand to his head.
"Well I'm glad you're finally becoming more vain like me Verge...but this is a strange time to start..." Dante smirked at his twin, who in turn gave a slight chuckle.
"You know what I mean Te'..."
"So what the hell is going on with you? And be honest..." Dante crossed his arms as Vergil took hold of the wet rag, holding it behind himself.
Vergil hung his head. "I suppose I have no choice but to tell you now...do I?"
Dante shook his head. "No choice..."
"Come with me then." He stood, shirtless, throwing the rag onto the kictchen counter.
Dante stood, following Vergil as he grabbed the lantern once more, and decended into the darkness of the basement.
"Creepy..." Dante commented, as he brushed a cobweb aside, before reaching the bottom of the stairs.
Vergil stood silently before a large, covered object in the corner.
He walked over to join him, as Vergil set the light down once more, pulling the sheet aside.
Dante stared at it for a a moment in silence before speaking. "That's it? A mirror Verge?"
Vergil laughed quielty, shaking his head. "Not just any mirror, Dante. It's a gateway."
Dante laughed outloud. "THIS is the portal to the underworld? It's just a shitty old mirror, that looks as old as time itself."
Seeing the serious look on his twins face he stopped laughing. "Right Verge?"
Dante moved himself to face it, studying the palm print smudged into the shiny glass. He looked up at Vergil as if to say "can I touch it?", only to see his twin nod down to him.
Dante reached his hand out slowly, waiting for something to jump out at him, and closing his eyes. He felt his hand make contact with the mirror, and he opened one eye curiously, still not trusting it. Nothing happened.
"Is this some sort of werid joke Verge? Cause it's really not that..." He was cut off as his twin brushed him gently aside, taking his place in front of the mirror.
Vergil closed his eyes and began to chant in a language Dante didn't understand, before letting his head fall back, and his eyes roll into his head.
Dante backed up slighlty, completely confused by the sight in front of him. "Verge?"
Vergil continued to mumble, as his hand reached out, before finally making contact with the mirror. Dante watched as the pentegram on his back began to burn, small flames jetting out of the lettering surrounding it.
Dante watched in shock, as the mirror began to ripple like tiny waves, before moving in closer, swearing he could see something in it. A vision appeared before him, of stone, and darkness. He watched as Vergil's hand disappeared into the vision, only to appear on the other side. Dante curiously knelt next to his twin, before Vergil turned to face him. His eyes were glowing red, and he had an evil grin on his face. He gestured for Dante to join him.
Dante extended his hand slowly into the vision, before feeling his hand turn cold, and damp. He turned it in all directions slowly, taking time to feel the coldness of the rocks inside. "So it is true..." Dante looked at his twin once more, only to see that Vergil was still facing him, eyes glowing wickedly, and nodding.
"Wow Verge...this is pretty coo..." He was cut off as Vergil screamed out in agony, causing Dante to snap his hand back quickly.
Vergil had taken his hand off of the mirror and it had it almost returned to normal, when Dante had to raise an arm to his eyes to shield them.
Three blinding lights flashed in the mirror, causing Vergil to stumble backwards, back smoking, until he hit the far wall violently. He fell to his knees, gripping his hair so tightly, he could of been trying to pull it out. "GET OUT OF MY HEAD YOU BASTARD! I WILL NEVER GIVE HIM TO YOU! I AM STRONGER THAN YOU!"
Dante stood in shock as he watched his brother begin to loose his mind. He felt completely helpless, not knowing what was going on. He saw the mirror return to a it's normal dusty state, and turned back to his twin.
Vergil's glowing red eyes, looked up to face his brother. "STAB ME! YOU HAVE TO KILL ME...PLEASE DANTE... HELP ME!"
"I'm not going to kill you Verge! What the hell are you talking about?" Dante was getting scared at the situation before him.
"PLEASE DANTE!..." He saw Vergil's pained eyes turn back to their normal brillaint pale blue. "Please Dante...trust me...it's the only way...I don't think I can hold him back much long..." Vergil's eyes suddenly flashed red once more, and he began to stand up, a villainous smile gracing his mouth, and glowing gauntlets gracing his forarms and shins. "I have you now Dante...now I will destroy you..."
Dante began to run frantically from the basement, tripping over himself on the stairs, but still making it safely up them. Just as he had reached the top, he looked down to see Vergil at the bottom of the steps, smiling back at him. "You cannot defeat me demon hunter. Running is futile."
Vergil extended his arms, and sent lightning shooting from the gauntlets, just missing Dante as he did. "Jesus you fucker! That was close! FINE! You want me to stab you asshole?...YOU GOT IT!" He ran outside and began to unhook Rebellion from his motorcycle. He was about to unhook the last strap, when he felt a sharp kick to his ribs, sending him rolling onto ground, a trail of dust following him.
He coughed painfully, looking up at his twin standing over him, a look in his eyes not that of his own. "Vergil...what the hell are you doing? Why are you trying to kill..."
Dante was kicked again, this time harder, sending him flying into a nearby tree. He hit the trunk so hard, it almost knocked the wind out of him, and he fell on to the ground, trying to catch his breath. He watched in a sideways view, as Vergil walked over the bike, and removed Yamato, before starting to walk towards him.
Dante forced himself to stand back up, holding his chest as he did. He watched as Vergil walked slowly towards him, his boots sending up small puffs of dust with each step he took, smoke still trailing from his back.
"Now Dante...you will die." He watched as Yamato came crashing towards his head like a blur, closing his eyes. "I loved you Verge..." Dante whispered as he prepared to die, unable to move.
Just then, Dante felt a sharp wind above his head, as Yamato struck the tree trunk above his him, sending tiny strands of his hair floating down in front of his face.
He looked at Vergil, who's eyes had returned to normal, and was staring at him with sweat running down his entire body. "Run Dante!" Dante continued to look at his twin with confusion, and love. "I SAID RUN DANTE!"
Dante bolted from where he was standing, making a bee line for his sword. He did a running leap towards it, grabbing the hilt, and rolling into a defensive stance.
Vergil was once again walking towards him, Yamato at his side. "There is no escape young Sparda. Give up now, and I will try and make your demise faster."
Dante still kept his stance. He dug one of his back boots into the dirt deeply preparing to pouce like a cat, at a moments notice. "Vergil! I don't want to do this! PLEASE don't make me do this!" His blue eyes swelled up with tears, threatening to spill over at any moment.
"Begging will get you nothing Dante." Vergil held his sword above his head, preparing to strike. "All it will get you is a slow painful death!"
As Vergil swung Yamato downward at his twin, Dante sprung forward, sending his blade through Vergil's chest.
Vergil managed to bring Yamato down onto Dante's back, splicing it open, before his eyes returned to normal and he fell to his knees, holding onto the sword in his chest.
Dante fell past him to the ground, moaning in pain, and rolling onto his side to face his brother.
Vergil took a small step, blood dripping from his mouth, before turing around to face Dante. He staggered, falling onto his knees, releasing Yamato from his grip, before it hit the ground, sending a spray of dirt up from all around it.
"Verge?" Dante spoke weakly, as he watched his brother fall onto his side facing him, and staring into his eyes.
"Dante..." Vergil's words were choked with blood as he struggled to remove the sword that had impaled him..
Dante reached out for his twin, as he could feel a wave of dizziness over taking him, blood seeping freely from his back. "Vergil...I'm so sorry..."
He watched as Vergil managed to remove Rebellion from his chest, with a sloshing sound. Vergil began to use one of his arms to pull himself along the ground until he was close enough to take his little brother's hand in his own.
"Dante...I'm...so sorry..." Vergil turned his head to spit out some of the blood that was pooling in his mouth.
Dante smiled at his twin, the two holding blood soaked hands, before he felt blackness take him.
Ok. So there U guys go...hope you liked this chapter...I will post 16 soon, I promise! PLEASE R&R for me and let me know what you though of this!