Heh guys! I hope that this note find you all well! .I'm posting this cause the last 2 chapter were shorter than most of the others...Currently I am working on chapter 29...so I will continue to post like 1 or 2 a day... :) Hope you like this chapter...there is still so much of this story to tell, and I hope that it has been fun enough for you all to want to keep reading! I think like 35 chapters is gonna be where this ends...but we'll see..and I already have some plans for the sequal...Ok..here you all go...
Vergil walked slowly back to his brother, stopping to lean up against one of the walls. Blood and sweat covered his entire body, stains of the horror he had just commited.
He spotted a small utility room across from him, a large sink hanging from one of the walls. He slipped in, shutting the door, and setting his brother's clothes down.
Vergil turned the cold water on, running his palms under it, the pentegrams that had graced them earlier, now disappearing.
Cupping his hands, he splashed the cool water into his face and hair, watching a wave of pale red fall from him like a hard rain, as it swirled down the drain.
As he brought his head back up, he looked into a large cracked mirror at the image before him. His white hair clung to his face, making him feel as if his brother was right in front of him.
He reached out to touch the image, suddenly remembering what had happened to his brother. His fist made contact with the reflection, sending shards of glass flying into the sink. He braced himself up, placing his hands on either side of the wash basin, looking a the small pieces of mirror that were embedded in his knuckles. Blood began to run from them, before running under his palm, and down the side of the sink.
"I'm sorry for what I had to do Dante...but he got what he deserved..." Vergil washed the now drying blood off of the rest of his body, before grabbing Dante's things, and heading back to the dark cell.
He walked back to where Dante was sitting, now wide awake, looking even more terrified than before he left him.
Dante jumped up the second he saw his twin, running into his awaiting arms. Dante's clothes were dropped to the floor, as Vergil wrapped his arms around his little brother so tight that he felt Dante struggle for a breath.
Dante looked into his eyes. "Jesus Verge...I was begining to think that he got you too...that you were dead...that he..."
Vergil raised a single finger to Dante's lips, silencing him. "I made that man suffer before I killed him Dante..." Vergil hugged his twin once more. "He can never hurt you again..."
He put his hands on Dante's shoulders, looking him over. "You look pretty good in my coat...ya know that?"
Dante managed a small laugh, taking it off and handing it back to his brother. "You don't look so bad in it yourself..." Dante picked his clothes off of the floor, and began to put them back on quickly. He began to tear, as he fumbled with the zipper of his black vest.
Vergil placed a hand on his twins. "Let me help you..." Vergil zipped it up, aware of his brother's fragile state. "There..." He brushed some dirt of of Dante's sleeves. "Good as new..."
Dante grinned slightly. "I don't feel good as new...I feel old and used."
Vergil grabbed his brother tightly. "There is nothing old or used about you Dante...you are still the same perfect being that I fell in love with." He placed a kiss on his younger twins forehead.
Dante sighed softly. "Thanks Verge..."
The two moved to exit the cell, when it was suddenly slammed shut. The twins turned around to see Rune, Akuma, and at least fifteen armed guards.
Dante's eyes grew into slits. "Rune..."
Rune took a sweeping bow. "Demon slayer..." He turned to face Vergil, who was standing, speechless. He looked at Rune with such an intesity, that the boy swore he could feel Vergil staring into his very soul.
"You do know that it's not nice to stare...or didn't your mommy ever teach you two that little lesson..."
Dante lashed out. "Don't ever speak another word of our mother you bastard!" Vergil grabbed Dante, holding him back from the bars. "She was a million times the being you could ever hope to be!"
The boy studied the two before pointing at Vergil. "I'll start with that one..."
Dante looked into his twin's eyes with a look of worry, whispering to him quietly. "Verge...don't leave me in here again...please don't leave me here..."
Vergil unhooked Yamato silently, and passed it to his brother under the flaps of his coat, and into Dante's, so that the guards couldn't see the transfer. "Take this Dante...I know you know how to use it..." Vergil winked at his twin. "Kill anyone who dares step foot in here...understand me?"
Dante nodded, tearing up. "Verge?..." Two guards were opening the cell door to retirieve thier guest.
"Yeah?"
Dante kissed his forehead, as Vergil was being escorted away. "Come back to me in one piece ok?"
The cell doors slammed shut, and the guards cuffed Vergil's hands behind his back. He looked over to his younger twin, smiling. "I promise I will Dante..."
The people were soon gone, as quickly as they had entered, leaving Dante to take his place in his dark corner once more. "Hurry back Verge..."
Two armed guards ascended the stairs, followed closely by Rune, and Akuma. The rest of the mob was spread out around Vergil, as he continued to climb higher and higher up the stairs, he was getting slightly winded.
They stopped in an elegant hallway. Red and gold carpet adorned the floor, and several large paintings hung on the walls.
Vergil stopped before one, studying it. It depicted Judas betraying Christ, a large sun setting in the background.
Rune walked up to the painting as well. "Beautiful isn't it? Judas was always my favorite. The whole betraying your god thing is really very appealing..." He turned to look at Vergil, who was looking down at him with wonder. "I mean that IS what you did...right?"
Vergil gave the boy an evil glare.
The boy walked over to two large doors, putting both of his hands on the large handles, and pushing then open.
Vergil was shoved from behind, and he took this as his cue to move.
As soon as they were all in the room, Rune sat at his desk, propping his boots up on it. "Leave us..."
Akuma didn't like this idea at all. "Master...do you think this wise, having us leave? What if..."
Rune sat up slamming his fist onto the large desk. "Did I ask for your opinion servant?"
Akuma hung his head. "I am sorry for doubting you master. It will not happen again." He signaled for the guards to leave.
Rune sat back down. "Good...make sure it dosen't."
Akuma bowed, before exiting the room, slamming the doors shut behing him.
Rune turned to look at Vergil, who still had his hands cuffed behind his back.
"We shuoldn't be needing those..." He walked over to Vergil, and using a ring of keys around his belt, undid the lock, dropping the cuffs to the floor.
Vergil rubbed his wrists, noticing a small black pendant hanging from the boys neck.
"Nice necklace..." Vergil looked into the boys eyes.
Rune held it in his hand. "It was a gift from my mother, before she..." He stopped suddenly. "It's none of your business really..."
Rune walked over to a table that had several bottles of liquour on it, and poured himself a glass of Vodka, before sipping it.
"Aren't you a little young to be drinking?" Vergil had his eyebrows raised.
"And just who do you think you are? My..." The two stared at eachother, thier eyes boring holes into one another.
Rune broke the glare, pouring another glass and extending it to Vergil, who took it and sipped it. "Scotch..." He cocked one eye up. "How did you know that was my drink of choice?"
Rune looked to his side. "It was just a good guess I suppose." He took a gulp of his glass.
"I see..." Vergil walked slowly onto a large balcony, remembering the power that he had felt, watching his armies assemble.
"It's so beautiful, isn't it?" Rune had joined him, and the two stood side by side.
"How do you figure?" Vergil looked down at the boy.
"The feeling of supremacy over an entire army...imagine it..."
Vergil rolled his eyes, speaking silently to himself. "I know it all too well...I lost everything that I loved for it..."
Rune looked up. "What was that?"
Vergil shifted his glance outward. "I said it looks great..." He sipped his scotch, while eyeing the boy.
"Mundus told me all about you and your brother you know..." Rune started to walk back inside.
"I can only imagine..." Vergil sighed deeply, following the boy inside.
Rune sat at his desk, motioning for Vergil to take a seat in front of him.
"Mundus told me stories of how you and your twin slaughter your own kind for the glory of humanity." He shuffled through some papers. "I find it to be quite repulsing myself." He looked Vergil in the eyes. "You were my master's apprentice at one time, were you not?"
Vergil sank into the chair. "That's not somthing I wish to discuss..."
"Well...I'll take that as a resounding yes then..." Rune stood up, and began to walk slowly around the chair that Vergil was seated in, whispering venom into his ears. "Mundus told me how weak minded you are...he said that you betrayed him for the love of your brother..." Rune threw his hands in the air. "Love Vergil? Love?" He put his hands back down, and shook his head. "You were a dark knight...you weren't supposed to feel emotion...you were never suppose to have relations with anyone...you were never supposed to be a..." The boy stopped looking at the man before him.
"A what?" Vergil looked at him suspeciously.
"Nevermind...its not important now, for Mundus will be here soon, and then you and your brother will be nothing but a distant memory..."
Hmmm...who is Rune right? LOL You'll find out very soon...it may not be who you are thinking...hehe Please R&R for me, so I know you are all caught up, then I will post a couple more :) Love you all! Take care!