Call To Darkness: The Assassins' Story
Chapter 8: The Past Returns
A/N: Despite the misfortunes of what's going on at my jobsite and stuff I have worked on this chapter...
Last Time
She went strait for him. With ease he dodged her attacks. The good thing was she was big and he was faster than she was. Her huge jaws snapped shut really close to him making him dodge backwards. The feeling he had before washed over him making him relax a little bit by that time it was to late she had him in her jaws. Blood dripped to the floor as she landed with him in her jaws. She dropped him and pinned him to the ground with her huge claws. His blood dripped from her fangs. Dante was really fighting the urge to fight back. About midway from her snapping his head off she jerked and her eyes changed colors for a second. Jerking backwards she moved away from him and began to roar as she leapt skyward. Dante sluggishly followed. When she stopped she landed heavily on some graves. Her sides heaved as she lay there. He looked at the stones and his eyes widened.
Now
She was laying across three graves. One of them said;
Darien W. Chaos
In Loving Memory
May the Dragons Guide Your Path
It was however the other two that got his attention the most. The next two were two different stones on the same slab of marble. A familiar giant sword was driven between the both of them. He recognized the sword for what it was. It was Sparada his father's Legendary sword. Once long ago he had give that to Trish. He had wondered what she had done with the great sword. (there is a reason for almost everything I do can you guess who lives in these two graves.) Dante gawked at the graves reading the inscription on it.
"I had forgotten," he muttered.
"You were meant to," Anna muttered weakly.
"What?"
"You were meant to forget where this was."
He turned to her. There was sanity in her eyes and her black scales were melting back to white. Her head came up. Dante read the inscription again to make sure he heard her right.
In loving memory of the World's Greatest Hero
The one that gave all for the world
May he be at peace here.
The Dark Devil Knight Sparda
Lilly Anne Sparda
(I don't know what Dante's mother's name was so I made one up.)
"When I was younger Sparda made it his side mission to help were dragons to survive the slaughtering devils would do. I was the last."
"I don't understand why make me forget this was here?"
"To protect the secrets within the grave."
She stood up all be it unsteadily on her hind legs. Bracing her hands on the stone she pushed it backwards.
"What are you..."
The stone didn't fall backwards completely. There was a metal box underneath it.
"Take the box Dante," she commanded.
He picked it up and dusted it off. Anna put the stone back down. Dante sat down on the ground and stared at the box for a moment. Sitting down she laid her head near his knee.
"Aren't you going to open it?"
"What's in here?"
"Quiet a few things actually. One which you need soon."
"What do you mean?"
He opened the box. A syringe full of this off color red stuff lay in there on top.
"You need to take that syringe and inject that stuff into your body it will make sure you don't become what I am."
He quickly injected himself. Putting it aside he looked to see what else was in the box. There was an odd assortment of things in this box. There was a small figurine of a dragon made from obsidian. Putting it aside he picked up the next item. It was a vial that was really hot. The liquid inside was red. Dante looked at her questionably.
"That's Darien's blood. It was a debt thing to Sparda."
"How do you mean?"
"The blood is an intense healing agent when used correctly."
"How can you use it without becoming a were dragon?"
"Dante we're not vampires. This blood can be taken. What causes you to change is the venom in our fangs."
He looked at the vile in curiosity. "Keep it close you might need it, Dante."
Setting it in one of the pockets in his coat he looks at the rest of the contents in the box. There was a rolled up note in there but he'd save that for last. A glittering object caught his attention. Pulling it out it was a necklace that had a teardrop emerald on a silver chain. He looked at her with an unspoken question in his eyes.
"It was my mothers I took it off when Darien died."
He set the box aside and placed it around her neck.
"Dante..."
"Its all right."
She changed back to her human form and looked at the necklace as if for the first time. Dante felt a weird aura coming from her now the necklace was on. "Anna was your mother a different race than your father?"
"No, she was human it was just she had some very powerful mystical friends. I was told a wood elf made this for her."
"Why didn't these mystical friends save you when you were in trouble if their friends of your mother's?"
" They never knew about me."
"We do now," a seductively sweet male voice said.
They both whipped around. A figure stood in the shadows of the willow tree that shaded the graves. Dante stood up ready to protect Anna.
"Do not fear for her half breed," the man said. "I am her ally in this."
Dante still didn't trust him. Anna stays behind Dante.
"Is a mighty were dragon afraid of an elf?" he asked. "Anna I've been watching you for a long time and you've grown into a beautiful lady."
That set Dante's senses off . This elf was trying to steal his girl.
"If you've been watching her so long why was it that you didn't help her a long time ago?"
"I was trapped in my own battle that day. Oh I forgot my manners I am Hunter."
"Hunter?" she muttered.
Something struck a cord within her. Her mother spoke of a man that she called Hunter. He was suppose to be dead. As if sensing where her thoughts were going he smiled.
"Hello daughter."
"Daughter?" Dante asked. "But..."
Anna moved out from behind Dante and went to hug the wood elf. He accepted the hug gratefully. Dante was at a loss for what just happened.
"There was also another reason I didn't help her Dante is because I was told not to interfere with something that was set long before you and she were born. A prophecy of sorts."
"I don't like being the answer to a prophecy," Dante growled.
"You're father wanted you to be happy Dante and he knew that you're love would be a were dragon. So he took it upon himself to protect what was left of the clan."
"What about this prophecy Dad?"
"It goes like this;
When Light Calls to Dark
When Dragon meets Devil
When two become one
A greater power shall unfold
The power shall reveal itself.
The world will fall to peace again
Darkness shall never reign.
When the Queen returns
She shall take her place
At the gates where she belongs
With a devil beside her.
Call of a wolf to the moon above
Listen to him howl
He calls for his devil love.
Well that's it."
"Well all we got to go on about the great power that will bring peace is Dante and I. When Dragon meets Devil and two become one. However I think I know about the Light calling to Darkness."
"What about it?" Dante asked.
"Asha's nickname is Darkness, and she's after Virgil."
"He's not the twin of light. That's what they dub me."
"Actually you're taking to to literally, Dante. Virgil is the complete opposite of Asha from what I gather so he's considered her Light."
Dante hated riddles. What he hated even more was the fact that his life was dictated for him. He wanted to control his life and not have it controlled like some marionette under Mundus's control. The only thing he wouldn't mind someone forcing in his path was his mate. The sun was beginning to peak over the horizon.
"I have to go now daughter."
"All right Dad."
He hugged her one last time.
"Call on me if you need me."
"Okay."
"And you my son better protect her."
He vanished into the golden rays. Dante started the wood elf had called him son. Which brought up another subject.
"Anna how will this effect what goes on now?"
"I don't know. I never knew I was part wood elf."
"WE'll figure it out later. Lets go home and get some sleep I'm tired."
"Me too," she whispered.
He smiled softly towards her. Anna gathered the contents of the box together and looked towards the graves silently thanking Sparda and Darien for everything they've done for her. Carefully he picked her up. Dante looked at his parents grave and wished them well as he devil triggered and leapt into the sky. They flew back to DMC and laid down and fell asleep curled up in each others arms.
Elsewhere...
Asha slowly entered her home. Her mind was laced with so much confusion she didn't feel or hear the person behind her until it was to late. Darkness swamped her vision. When she woke she was chained to a wall and the scent of her blood was heavy in the air.
"So the traitor has awakened."
"Great," she muttered.
"You know Asha all you had to do was kill Dante to gain your freedom and you couldn't even manage that. I explained it well enough didn't I?"
"Go to hell, Chaos."
"Now, now, Asha. Dante was suppose to die before he mated with the were dragon."
"Why is it such a big deal?"
"The creature they create will be the end of us devils."
"Good idiots like you need to stay in hell."
He back handed her.
"Now you've made me angry Asha. Now I'll have to kill Anna too. I was so hoping you'd succeeded so I could have her for my own."
"Dante will kill you before you could touch her."
"Of course he will. He'll do everything in his power to protect his mate and child even if it means his life."
That made Asha start. Anna was pregnant that made things more complicated. She hoped for the sake of the world that Dante doesn't go down.
"Asha, darling is the reason you couldn't finish the job was because of Dante's twin?"
Asha ignored him trying to figure a way to get out of there to warn the others. Of course the pair might survive they'd have to plow through a legion of dragon and a posse of friends. "I figured as much.I'll make sure this Virgil doesn't want to take a second look at you."
Letting her mind drift she ignored the pain her body was going through until darkness took over.