So I decided to put up chapter 18 just for the hell of it :) I hope that you guys enjoy the interaction between the twins in this one...it had me giggling...like this...hehehehehehehe

Ok, so enough of that nonsense...R&R for me, and I'll post 19 tommorow :) Thanks to ALL of my great readers...if it wasn't for you guys, I'd of stopped writing by now...LOL But now I can't stop until this has a fitting end..even if its like 30 chapters.LOL

So here ya go!

The guards gathered around Vergil, studying him intently.

"Ya know...now that you mention it, he DOES kinda look familiar."

"Jesus, he kinda looks like the general."

"Everyone knows that Mundus is his father, not this guy." He kicked Vergil in the ribs.

Dante, who was waiting in the shadows, had seen enough of his brother getting kicked, and prepared to jump out, guns blazing. "So much for sneaking in unnoticed..."

He took a flying leap off of the rock he was standing on, flying high into the air, before he began to deliver a rain of bullets down on the unsuspecting guards.

They only had a chance to look up, as they were shredded into swiss cheese by Ebony and Ivory, their flashlights hitting the ground next to them, lighting up the looks of suprise and horror on thier dead faces.

Dante flipped himself upright, before landing in the middle of them. He holstered his guns, and went back to his brother's side.

He put his twin's head in his lap and began to stroke his hair. "I wish you coulda' seen that Verge...it was awesome." Dante was grinning ear to ear.

"Who says I didn't..." Vergil was looking up at his twin, smirking.

"Thank god you're alright Verge...I wasn't looking forward to hauling your heavy carcass around with me all day..."

Vergil laughed and sat himself up. "We should go...someone will of heard that." He took his hand, and wiped some of the blood off of the side of his face, before he began walking toward the faint light at the end of the tunnel, followed by his brother.

"Heh Dante..."

"Yeah?"

"That was pretty awesome..." Dante heard Vergil laugh.

As the two were walking down the tunnel that seemed to get longer, and longer, Dante stopped, as if lost in thought.

"Vergil?" The older twin stopped walking, and turned to his brother.

"What is it?"

"Do you have any children that you'd like to tell me about?"

Vergil cocked one eye up, confused. "No...not that I am aware of...why would you ask me something like that?"

Dante leaned against one of the walls, with a deep sigh. "When you were here last, did you hear any talk of a general Rune?"

Vergil thought for a moment. "No, not that I can remember...Dante...why are you asking me these things?"

"I overheard some of those guards talking before I killed them. They mentioned some creepy boy with white hair, saying that he was in charge of the armies down here..."

"So he has white hair?" Vergil scoffed it off. "That doesn't mean anything Dante...alot of demons do..."

Dante thrust himself from the wall, and began to walk with his twin. "Yeah, I'm sure you're right...I mean after all, they did say Mundus was the kid's dad..."

Vergil stopped dead in his tracks. "Did you say that Mundus now has a son?"

Dante nodded.

"Well..." Vergil started walking once more. "Then this battle may prove to be quite interesting indeed."

Dante and Vergil continued to walk until they came to the end of the tunnel. As they came to it, they stopped in thier tracks, staring in horror at the sight that befell them.

They were overlooking an enormous cavern filled with enough demons to destroy an entire country, never-the-less, a large city. They could hear the sounds of marching feet, and loud screams in the distance.

"Holy shit..." Dante's mouth fell open as if he had more to say, but forgot what it was.

"For once I have to agree with your use of terms..." Vergil watched as troops were being assembled into formation, large horns echoing in his ears.

"If you have any brilliant plans brewing in that wise ass brain of your's, now would be a good time to spill them Verge..." Dante looked expressionless, as he turned to face his twin.

"I'm working on that..." Vergil ran a hand through his hair, all the while tapping on the hilt of his blade.

Dante saw two guards approaching them in the distance, and began to look impatient.

"Can you please work faster then...?" Vergil gave him a dirty look, as Dante pointed to the armed guards. "...cause we're about to get some unexpected company here real soon, and I forgot to lay out the good china..."

Vergil grabbed his brother by his coat, pulling him back into the darkness of the tunnel. "Hush Dante..." He put a hand over his younger twins mouth.

Dante reached his arm up, removing his brother's hand. "Ok...I get the point...sheesh..."

All of a sudden Dante looked at Vergil as he stared into the huge cavern, his eyes looking lifeless. "Vergil...snap out of it...this is no time to be picturing me naked..."

Vergil looked at his twin, not hearing the words that he had spoken, only the sounds of them. He put a hand on the side of his head. "I felt just then, as if something out there was calling to me...a troubled, lonely voice in need of guidance."

Dante cocked his head to one side. "Mundus?"

Vergil shook his head. "No...I would of known that feeling. This was unlike anything I have ever felt before."

Dante hid in the shadows, punching his brother lightly in the arm. "Well...I still say you were picturing me naked..."

Vergil looked confused. "What...?"

Just then the two heard the footsteps of the guards approaching, and became as silent as mice.

"Mundus is coming here sometime tonight...that's all I know..ok?

"Well what good are you then?" One of the hell prides pushed the other, and the two started to swing thier sickles at eachother, until a large winged demon flew up next to them.

"THATS ENOUGH YOU JACK OFFS! BACK TO WORK, UNLESS YOU WOULD RATHER I PICK YOU UP AND PERSONALLY DELIVER YOU TO THE GENERAL MYSELF!"

The two instantly stopped fighting, giving a salute. "Yes sir!" The large red demon flew off into the cavern.

Dante elbowed Vergil in the side, whispering. "That's the same demon asshole that I saw in the street the other night..."

Vergil had his head down. "Yes...I remember seeing him also..." He cocked his head back up, looking at his twin. "And so the plot thickens..."

The two guards continued on thier way, still fighting with eachother, until thier voices became inaudible.

The two stepped out of the cave. "What now Verge?"

Vergil started to walk in the opposite direction the guards had come from. "We move closer..."

Dante threw his hands in the air, rolling his eyes. "Shit...I had to ask didn't I?..." He ran ahead to join his brother.

Vergil moved silently as a fox ahead on the large path, that lead downward to the cavern's floor, followed by Dante who was slightly less stealthy. As the path narrowed greatly, the two shuffled along it slowly, until Dante accidently slipped, sending a rain of rocks,and dirt into the abyss below.

Vergil instinctively grabbed ahold of him, pulling him back into place,and speaking in a hushed tone. "Be careful Dante...if you fall, and I have to use my devil trigger to save you, we will have this entire place down on us faster than even you could mutter an obsenity."

Dante nodded, slightly annoyed, as he made his way along the cliff with his brother.

As they were rounding the edge, Vergil stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong Verge? Why did you stop?"

Vergil was staring ahead to a good sized camp of large demons, all going about thier daily tasks. He motioned for his brother to be silent, knowing that one sound would be all that it would take to trigger a battle.

As Vergil watched the troops sharpen their weapons, he felt the strange presence that he had felt earlier, only it was stronger this time, and he put one hand to his head, becoming somewhat dizzy.

Dante extended his arm out in front of his twin, stopping his impending fall. "Vergil? What's wrong? Is it that feeling again?" There was no answer as Dante observed a large red demon land in the middle of the camp. A boy clad in a long black coat stepped off of his back. He stood silently, watching the troops, his white hair blowing in the caverns wind, as the commanders scrambled to move thier troops into ranks.

Vergil grabbed the sides of his head in pain, his eyes tearing up. "Such evil..."

Dante was now very concerned by his twins actions, and wrapped both arms around him tightly. "Vergil...what is it? What evil?"

Vergil put his head up to look at the boy. "A feeling of evil, and despair so great Dante, that Mundus himself does not even posses it..."

They both watched as the boy walked confidently through the rows of demons, none of them daring to look down at him. He stopped when he saw that one of the prides was holding a dull sickle. He turned his back to it. "Let this be a lesson to all of those who would dare mock my glory..." Still standing with his back to it, he drew his sword faster than even Vergil could, swinging the blade around his back, and resheathing it slowly. He walked out of the ranks slowly, two gold tassles fying from his sword, as the demon split into two neat halves, crumbling to the ground. He then got back on the large demon. "Mundus comes in just hours!" He turned to the commanding officer. "I would hate to have to tell him that his army is not perfect becuase of you major general..."

The man stood tall, giving a salute, before the boy and the demon flew off, sending a large cloud of dust spewing into the air. The officer turned to face his troops, who were now looking at him. "What are you all looking at? Back to work!" He cracked a large whip, making the creatures scatter.

Dante glanced down at his brother's sword, just now realizing that the gold tassles that usually adorned it were missing, causing a sick feeling to gurgle in his stomach.

Vergil was still holding a hand to his head, but seemed to be coming around. "Verge? Are you ok? Look...we need to get out of here, and quick..."

Vergil stood back up straight, sensing the urgency in his brother's vioce. "I'm ok now...and I agree that we are not in the best of predicaments..."

"If only there was a way around them, so we could stay on this path...If we could use our devil trigger's we could fly past them..." Datne was looking all around him for a solution.

"Too risky. The flashes of light that we give off would be a dead giveaway...Butmaybe there is a way..." Vergil was looking at the ledge ahead of him, smirking. "How good are you with that sword?" He turned to look at Dante who had a confused look on his face.

Vergil drove his sword into the rocks below him, and started to crawl down to hang on it. "Vergil! What the hell are you doing?" Dante watched as Vergil hung from his sword, holding a hand up to him.

"Take my hand Dante...I will swing you out sideways, so that you can stick your sword into the rocks ahead, then you are going to grab it, and I will swing back on your feet, driving mine ahead. We will repeat the process, until we are safely behind the wall on the other side.

"Have you lost your fucking mind Verge? We aren't circus performers if ya hadn't noticed..." Dante stared in to the abyss below, with a look of sheer terror on his face.

"Do you trust me Dante?" Vergil extended his hand to his twin.

Dante looked over the edge, and then back at his brother. "Yes...but I'm going on the record as saying this is a bad fucking idea...!" He let his brother take his hand, and he crawled down him, until he dangling from Vergil's ankles.

"When I swing you out, drive your sword into the rocks ahead, but do not hang onto it..." Dante let himself hang from one arm, drawing Rebellion from his back.

Vergil began to swing them back and forth carefully, until it was as far as he could go. As Dante was swung forward, he went to drive his sword into the hard rock, when he felt his hand start to slip. Vergil, feeling this, extended his hand downwards, catching him, and pulling him back up. He could hear his brother's heavy breathing as he looked down to him.

"Did I mention that this was fucking nuts Verge?" Dante put Rebellion back onto his back, and grabbed his brother's ankle once more, and hanging from it.

"Yes, I seem to remember something like that...just don't forget to tell me what a good plan this was, when we reach the other side..." Vergil smiled wickedly at his twin, and started to swing him back and forth once more, Dante drawing his sword.

As Dante was swung outward once more, he managed to drive his sword deep into the rocks, and came back to rest below his brother. "Now what?"

"Now I swing you over to it again." Dante looked confused. "You are going to grab ahold of it at the some time I am going to remove my blade, and if all goes well, I will end up hanging from you..."

"If all goes well?...How long and hard did you think about this little plan of yours?"

Vergil smiled. "I saw it in a movie once..." He began to swing Dante back and forth, small rocks falling below them, and disappearing into a thick blanket of fog.

Dante was scared to death, but would not admit it. He knew that if he failed his twin now, they would be in deep shit.

Dante reached outward as he was swung, grabbing ahold of the hilt of his sword, only to feel his hand slip, violently. He looked back at his brother who had already removed Yamato from the rock, and was begining to swing with him, when Dante's sudden jerk, caused him to loose his grip.

Dante watched in horror, hand extended, as he watched his twin disappear into the fog below sword and all.

Damn! Poor Vergie! Sorry to leave ya all like this...wait no I'm not...ROFL If ya liked this chapter..as usual...please R&R for me! I love your feedback!