Heh everyone! Im not even sure how many of you are reading this anymore...but I'm not letting this fic die, so I'm still writing!

Thanks to the following:

Darkmaster2 - I don't know if demons can have heart attacks..LOL But I'm sure that if they could poor Vergil would have one..that was 2 funny!

Wyatt(AKA my Dante) - Dammit..don't whine at me..LOL And yes..I know of your obsession with the darkside, so here you go...

SaiyAsianMaki - Great guesses...and you were right. This was already done...so read on...Seriously though, thanks for always reviewing this for me! You rock!

Laylah - Mundus will not be recieving hugs of any kind. I have something special planned for him..grins wickedly Thanks for always writing the most beautiful things for me, and making me want to keep writing this. I'm not sure if anyone would be mad if I stopped, but I suppose I won't...:)

OK---NEXT Chapter!

Vergil and Rune edged down a long dark hallway, until Vergil stopped. "What is behind those doors?"

Rune thought for a moment. "That's just a large ballroom."

"Let's check it out...besides, we've been walking forever, and we could use a short break." Vergil opened the two large doors to the room.

Rune nodded. "Sounds good...but it seems to quiet..." He looked behind him. "I mean haven't you noticed that there are no guards around?"

Vergil turned to Rune, as he closed the large doors. "Yes...I have to admit that it does seem rather strange." Vergil looked ahead into the large room. It was a huge open space, with several enormous pillars on each side. A huge stained glass window was at the very end, portraying the death of god, and the rebirth of satan.

Vergil was looking at it, somewhat shocked.

Rune stood next to him in the erie silence. "Yeah...I've always thought that thing was kinda creepy too..."

Vergil looked down at him. "I'm not even sure that creepy does it justice."

Just then, Akuma came running out of the shadows, until he was standing before him, out of breath.

"Master...I must tell you of what I heard..." Akuma was looking in all directions frantically.

"Akuma...what is going on? Why are you so skiddish?" Rune began to look around the room, wondering what Akuma was looking for.

Akuma turned to Vergil. "There is something that you need to know regarding your brother..."

Vergil moved right into his face. "You mean he's alive? Tell me what you know..."

Akuma continued his look of paranoia. "Your brother, he's..." Just as he was about to finish, and large sword came flying out of the shadows, cutting of the demon's head, sending it rolling onto the floor, as his body fell with it.

Vergil ducked, pulling his son down with him, as the sword just missed taking his head off as well, before embedding itself into the wall behind him. The blade shook violently, within the wall, before coming to a stop. He could hear a man's laughter.

Vergil stood up in front of Rune, his sword now drawn. "Show yourself! Or do you prefer to kill from the shadows, like a true coward?"

In the complete silence of the room, Vergil could hear the slow, steady clicking of boots on the hardwood floor coming towards him. He watched as a large figure began to emerge from the shadows.

Vergil could feel his hand shaking on his blade as Rune peeked out from behind him. "Is this a friend of yours Rune?"

Rune shook his head. "I think that I would of remembered him..."

The two watched as the man moved into the middle of the room, the stained glass illuminating his back, blackening his face under his hooded cloak.

Vegil knelt next to Rune. "Stay here no matter what...I will handle this..." He started to stand, turning one more time to his son. "If the worst should happen son, run and don't look back...do you understand?"

Rune nodded. "I understand dad..." Vergil nodded, and stood, walking into the middle of the room, until he was about twenty feet from the dark figure.

The two stood silently, before Vergil heard the man laugh. Vergil lashed out at the figure. "What is it that you find so ammusing? Just who do you think that you are, challenging me?"

The man stopped laughing, and pulled back his hood. "I am the one that was sent to seek you out, and destroy you..."

Vergil's eye's grew huge. "Dante?" He watched, as the man removed his cloak, throwing it out to his side. Vergil noticed that his brother's red leather outfit was gone, instead replaced by black leather pants, and a black armoured top, adorned with metal plating across his chest. He wore two black gloves, with several sharp blades running up each side of his forearms. His brother's eyes were no longer thier brilliant blue, but a dark demonic red.

The man smirked. "I have no name you fool. But if it makes you feel better, you may call me the angel of death..."

Vergil faced was strained as he tried to make sense of what was happening in front of him. "Dante...what in the hell has gotten into you?"

Dante drew his other large sword off of his back, getting into an offensive position across from his twin. "You may want to take this moment to prepare for your demise..."

Vergil took a wide stance, holding Yamato behind his head, one arm extended in front of him. "Dante...Please...I don't want to fight you..."

Dante laughed. "I don't understand why you keep insisting on calling me that, but whatever trips your trigger. And as for not wanting to fight me, you have no choice...fight or die...it's simple really..."

Rune hid behind one of the pillars. "Shit...this is SO not good..."

The two began to step sideways, in a large circle, both of them ready to pounce at a moment's notice.

Vergil was torn. He knew that on one hand, he could save himself by killing his twin, and on the other, he could let his brother kill him. "Dante...don't you remember me? It's your brother...Vergil...Dante...I love..."

"Shut up you insolent fool! I already told you that my name is not Dante..." The man swung his large sword over his head. "And I don't care who you are...you are about to die anyway..." With that, Dante rushed Vergil, his sword held high over his head.

Vergil closed his eyes for a split second. "Father...forgive me for what I must do..." Vergil raised his sword out in front of him, using it as a shield, as Dante's large blade came crashing down at his face., sending sparks into the air.

Dante pushed on the blade so hard, that it was causing Vergil's feet to slide backwards. Vergil strained against the power of the syrum, pushing back as hard as he could. "Dante...don't make...me hurt you..."

Dante stopped pushing for a fleeting moment, smiling into his twin's face. "If you think that you can, then why are you loosing?"

Vergil smirked. "Who the hell said I was?" Drawing his sword downwards, Vergil did a low spinning kick, knocking the legs out from under his twin, and the blade from his hand.

Vergil stood, stradling Dante, his sword at his brother's throat. "That's enough Dante...stop this madn..."

Dante kicked one of his back legs up, sending Vergil flying over his head, and into a pillar. Dante looked down to his sword, before an evil grin graced his lips. As he began to walk away from it and towards his brother, he reached into the holsters strapped to his thighs, drawing his twin pistols.

Vergil was hunched over, moaning at the imapct of the blow, as pieces of the pillar fell onto his back. He saw Dante coming at him again, his guns glimmering at his sides. Vergil knew that no one in the world was better with two pistols than Dante, and knew if he didn't move soon, that he would be rittled with holes.

He stood, moving to the other side of the pillar he was against, and began a fast sprint next to one of the walls, as Dante began to open fire. Vergil could hear stone and granite exploding behind him as he ran. All was going well, until he began to see the outline of a large fountain ahead of him, built into the wall. Thinking quickly, he stepped up onto the wall, running sideways over the fountain. As he reached the middle, he kicked himself outwards, sending his body flipping back out into the middle of the room.

While he was in the air, he could hear bullets whizzing by him, several hitting thier mark, causing him to groan at the pain. He landed on the floor, with a hard thud, his sword extended before him, as blood began to seep through his coat.

He saw his brother turn to face him, still smiling, as he raised Ebony and Ivory, and began to open fire again,

Vergil, sword extended, began to spin his blade in front of him so fast, that Dante's bullets ricocheted right of of it.

Then, just as suddnely as Dante had started shooting, he stopped. "Bravo! You were truely a formidable opponent...I am almost sorry that I have to kill you now..."

Vergil was now on his knees holding his sword at his brother. His other hand cupped tightly around his arm, in a vein attempt to hold blood into one of the many bullet holes gracing his body. He looked up at his brother. "Dante...please don't make me use my true power again...please..."

Dante began to laugh. "True power?" He pulled both of the hammer's on his guns back. "Only I have true power..."

Vergil closed his eyes, dropping his sword. "I'm sorry little brother...but you leave me no choice..."

He reached into his coat pocket, pulling out his small spray bottle, before spraying it into Dante's face.

The younger twin just laughed, sniffing the air. "Not exactly my favorite fragrance, but it has to smell better than your rotting corpse will..."

Rune, still hiding in the shadows of the room, watched as his father began to chant, crossing his hands before him, until he saw a bright light emmited from them. "Holy shit...what the hell is dad doing?"

Dante, guns still pointed at Vergil, began to blink profusely, taking several steps back. "What the hell?" He used the back of his gloved hand to wipe his eyes, still holding onto his precious guns.

He raised head, opening his eyes, only to see four large legs in front of him. He blinked again, looking downwards at the creatures large feet. They had massive sharp claws jetting out from each of the toes. "What the fuck?"

Dante stumbled backwards, looking into black eyes of the large beast, as it smiled a huge toothy grin at him. Dante shook his head. "Well...this certainly looks fun..."

The creature took a step towards him, causing the room to shake. As it did, several large chandeliers that were hanging from the ceiling fell with a huge crash, causing Dante to turn. As he he did, the creature sent one of it's large paws into his side, sending him flying across the room, and into the rooms double doors.

Dante laid on his stomach, coughing, before starting to push himself up, using his forearms. He then smiled devilishly, as he spotted something that sparked his intrest.

Rune looked into the eyes of his uncle, who was now drawing a gun from his side, and begining to point it at him. "Dante...wait..."

He heard the hammer cock back, and closed his eyes tightly. "Goodbye you little bastard..." Rune heard a gunshot, but when he felt nothing, he opened his eyes to see the creatures large clawed paw in front of him. Using it's other paw, and standing on it's hind legs, it grabbed Dante, flinging him like a rag doll into the middle of the room.

Rune looked up at the creature in horror. "Oh god...please don't eat me..."

Dante, who had been stunned temporarily, began to raise himself up groggily, before stopping when he saw something at the other end of the room. In one of the corners next the the large stained glass mural, he could see a man on his knees, his eyes closed, a single hand extended. "What the fuck?" Dante turned around to see the large beast still next to Rune. He smiled wickedly. "So thats what you're up to you sneaky bastard..."

As Vergil was controlling the beast, he could feel and see everything through it, amlost as if it was an extension of himself. He could feel Rune's fear, as he eyed the boy, racking him with guilt.

Dante stood in the middle of the floor, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, pointing his guns at the creature. "HEH UGLY!" The creature turned to Dante.
"WHY DID YOU STOP PLAYING WITH ME YOU WEAK ASS PIECE OF SHIT?" The creature gave a loud roar, and headed straight for him, shaking the room as it ran.

Dante holstered his guns, and extended his arms out in front of him, as the creature opened it's large mouth as if to eat him. Dante grabbed the large fangs on each side of it's jowels, the impact sending his feet sliding backwards quickly, tearing up the floor behind him.

As it slowed down, the two came to a stop. Dante smirked at the beast. "Man...you want a mint or something man?"

The creature roared, as Dante spun on one foot, his hands still on it's fangs, sending the beast into a far wall. The impact made Vergil strain, as he struggled to revive it in his mind. He had not seen Dante jump straight up into the air after his actions.

Vergil hunched over next to the stained glass window, his body pained from Dante's actions, when all of a sudden, he felt a soft sensation at his side. He had no time to react before he saw the blade of his own sword jet out from his chest. He stared forward in horror, as he felt the blade retract, and enter him again. He felt as someone crouched against his back, as blood began to trickle from his mouth. "See...I told you that I would kill you..." Dante gave the blade a final twist, before pulling it out of his brother's chest. Vergil fell forwards on to the floor, coughing, and spitting up a river of crimson.

Dante walked around to look him in the face. "Any last words looser?"

Vergil managed a small smile. "I can't believe... that after all of times... that we have fought,... and not killed eachother,... that it would be you... who ended up... killing me..." He tried to roll over onto his side, but found that the gunshots in his shoulder would not allow it. "Dante..."

Dante knelt next to his brother. "What do you want?"

Vergil smiled, blood staining his teeth. "I'm glad ...it was you... who won..." Vergil's eyes slowly closed, as he took his last breath.

Dante smiled. "Good riddance..." Dante stood, before discarding his brother's bloody sword casually next to his body, and walking away.

Rune sat hunched in his corner, his head in lap, and hot tears flooding his black coat. He looked up, eyes glowing a brilliant blue. "I will avenge your death father...you have my word..."

UGH! I'm so sorry for that! Please don't kill me! There is more to come, so PLEASE, if you read this and you liked it..take 30 seconds to write something for me...it makes me motivated to add more to this story! THANKS!