This chapter was written by me, Tsunami Snake. This one focuses a little more on Vergil than any of the other characters, which is how the fic is probably going to be from now on. Feedback would be most appreciated.
Nightfall came upon the desolate and barren landscape that was known as the outer edge, hungry roars soon filled the air as the lesser creatures came out from their hideaways to feast upon the flesh of those who resided in the ruins of the ancient cities. The fallen angel, Lucifer looked out at the massive city that rested upon the horizon his eyes burning with the same intensity as the city lights. Every night it would give off a hellish orange glow that marred the barren rock and revealed the wretched filth which lived between the cracks and hid in the vast caverns within the canyon walls.
He hated it, he hated sitting here and looking at his kingdom from the outside. What was worse that Vergil hadn't returned yet, his plan would flop if he lost the son of the great Sparda. Even now he wondered where the boy could have possibly run off to…or if he would survive the demon blood feast.
Vergil wandered about the old city, his sword held tightly at his right hip. Looking down in disgust he violently kicked a bloodied skull away from him, in the dirt where it once sat he could make out imprints left upon the scorched earth. They had looked recent, shaping huge claws soaked with fresh warm blood. He scoffed, he was far superior than these filthy primal beasts. They knew nothing of what it meant to be a true demon, nothing of honor, nobility or loyalty. The only thing that those insignificant creatures were loyal to was their insatiable lust for flesh and blood. A bone chilling roar echoed throughout the seemingly abandoned city followed by the shrieks of another hapless victim. Vergil shuddered squeezing the hilt of the Yamato even harder than before. Turning he began to wonder about the wretch of a girl he had left behind, then growled furiously.
"What's wrong with me?" he snarled to himself. "Why am I even thinking about that contemptible woman! And why, why did she have that necklace with her?..." Glowering bitterly he faced forward, he had never given a care about anyone else but himself so why was he going to change now? Especially now that he was here when it was HIM that should have been the victor, it was HIM that should have taken over his father's legacy.
A sudden cry broke Vergil away from his chain of thoughts followed by a gentle weeping noise. It had to be close the scent of blood was stinging his nostrils, as if the air itself became intoxicated with that rancid stench. The half demon took a few cautious steps forward assessing his surroundings for any unwanted surprises. The crying grew steadily louder as he approached one of decimated structures. What could be described as a black striped orange ball of spines lay trembling before him as he entered.
"Mommy.." it whined still trembling, unaware of the blue devil's presence. A bloodied half eaten carcass laid beside the creature, the limbs were torn leaving nothing but a bloodied stump. The stomach was ripped open, no trace of organs appeared to be found within the parameter of the small room. Immediately Vergil put a sleeve to his nose gagging slightly at the smell and the sight of the body. His gaze slowly dropped to the floor, huge claw marks surrounding the corpse smeared in blood, turning back to the creature he jabbed it with his sword. A startled shriek echoed throughout the walls of the hollowed structure, the creature quickly coiled about itself in an even tighter ball than before.
"P-Please!" it begged, it's voice sounding as if it were nothing but a child. "D-Don't eat me! Please!" Vergil scowled in disgust.
"Pathetic little creature!" he spat, "You ask for MY mercy! What is wrong with you! Have you no pride? Or could it be the fact that you're out matched..?" It didn't answer it only trembled. "Speak to me you wretch!" Vergil kicked the demon in the side, in a sudden jolt it unfurled and revealed itself. From the waist up was the form of a ten year old boy and that of the waist down resembled the many long coils and legs of a millipede. He looked up into those cold grey eyes trembling even more so than before his light blonde bangs shadowed over his eyes.
Vergil stepped away from the boy, a slightly surprised expression set upon his face. He kept his sword held at the demon's throat examining him, and at how tiny his hands were in comparison.
"You didn't kill her did you." He said coolly tapping the child's chin with the dull side of the Yamato.
"N-No!" He cried, tears forming at his eyes. "I-I would never hurt my mommy!" He sobbed. "I loved her… she tried to protect me from those horrible demons…" Vergil glanced away briefly heaving a sigh. He withdrew the blade from the youth's throat holding it at his side once more. He had noticed small specks of blood that had been stained upon the right sleeve of his coat. Slowly the half demon glanced up, two more drops spilling onto his forehead.
"... Don't make any sudden moves…" Vergil whispered, his eyes remaining focused upon the ceiling. From the shadows peered two blood shot eyes, dripping red teeth curved in a wicked smile gleamed in what little light there was. Whatever it was it was big, he could hear the rafters begin to splinter and crack from it's immense weight. "Boy…" He said holding his sword out by his side.
"W-What is it?" The child questioned, his intense fear causing him to studder.
"MOVE!" Vergil bellowed swinging the Yamato up in front of him at lightning fast speed. The demon boy instinctively swung himself against a wall as a hulking mass of grey muscle covered in thick tendons leapt down upon his prey. The creature was absolutely hideous, from it's back protruded a huge unblinking eye blood shot like the two upon it's head. Its huge claws raked the floor as it swung around at Vergil, the half demon's eyes staring into those of insatiable blood lust. Giving a mighty roar the monster reared up on its haunches expelling large splotches of blood from its mouth. The bloodstained half demon stood his ground, his cold eyes narrowing.
"Come and get me you ugly son of a bitch.." With that the behemoth sprang forth with an insane laughter, its claws extended to rip the blood of Sparda limb from limb. With lightning fast reflexes Vergil side stepped the creature his Yamato cleaving through it's fleshy head with a simple swing of his arm. A roar of anguish filled the room as the monster fell before him writhing before it burst into a fountain of blood and acid. A few globs of it burned through the unprotective clothing that the half demon was wearing, despite the intense burning he remained unflinching.
"Mister," The child whimpered, "Mister you're bleeding." Looking down Vergil noticed the blood seeping through the bandages around his chest.
Dammit! He growled to himself, I must've put too much stress upon the stitches. He sheathed the Yamato stepping past the rotting corpse of the hell beast that had been slain. "…we can't stay here." He said coolly glancing back at the child who stared up at him with wide eyes. "Come with me."
"With you?" He questioned, Vergil's lip curled back in slight frustration glaring at the boy.
"You want to stay here?" He snarled, the child instantly shaking his head 'no'. "Then come!" Quickly he stormed out of the creaking building, the child giving a bit of a whine as he quickly followed. His tail seemed to disappear, splitting apart into two legs like that of a human's.
"Mister wait up please!" He cried, his arm out stretched in front of him as he tried to keep up. His legs were still a little tender from being in his demonic form for such an extended period of time, naturally he stumbled and fell scraping his arms and legs on the rough earth. "Mister! What is your name?" Stopping Vergil turned around to face him, immediately he came to a halt gazing up at him in wonder.
"My name is of no concern to you boy." He growled turning from him walking back in the direction where he left Silver.
"I-I have a name, and it's not boy either." Again Vergil paused keeping his back to him. "I'm Caede.." He said in a steady voice, his fists clenched to his sides trying to act brave.
"Are you done yet?" The half demon muttered pressing forth once more, "She better not be dead" he whispered huskily shaking his head.
Silver panted, pulling a piece of her sweater around herself to stop the bleeding. The wound hurt like a bitch, she prayed that the blade hadn't punctured the kidney. There was something about that man, something that frightened her terribly. He was no different then the rest of them, he killed without remorse and for enjoyment, that was that. But then why? Why did he spare her? She felt her whole body tense as the sound of footsteps began to draw near her. She could make out two faint figures in the darkness, creeping closer and closer to her position, she clutched her pistol tightly her breathing becoming uneasy.
"I don't mean to fight you this time," It was him, that accursed half demon again, Silver groaned with despair lowering her head in defeat. "I need a favor."
"Why should I help you!" She spat angrily glaring up into those cold unfeeling eyes.
"If you take this child back to the other exiles then I shall tell you about that amulet. And who you really are…" Silver glanced down again considering her options, "What do you say girl?" He inquired.
"Alright, if I do take him back you have to promise to tell me everything, the whole truth!" Vergil nodded and pushed Caede forward, it wouldn't take her long to drop him off, after all she had been watching Lucifer's little party from a far for many years now. At least she would know everything, soon.
Chapter 4 coming soon.
