For revenge, a haircut and the last slice of pizza.
Just expanding my ideas for those of you that liked my work with the Legacy of Kain,
And for those of you that don't know my work, I'm just seeing how well I can put my ideas into words.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from DMC, least of all Jester, who won't make an appearance in this fiction. I only own my demented half destroyed brain.
This story is set a little after DMC 1. Trish has found her own place but still helps Dante out from time to time. Oh yeah, the demonic hits are up more than ever and yes, for all you fan girls (and boys), Vergil's coming back to team up with Dante but don't worry for there will still be enough brotherly feuds to sink a battle ship.
In the shadows of an alley way a figure emerges. It had taken a long time to get back to the land of the living now that his mind was free. He was weary, a bit dirty and his once short hair now reached his waist. The first order of business; get some spare clothes from storage. Then a hair cut. The figure only hoped they still used the same hair gel, nothing else could hold his hair in place.
Meanwhile in another part of the city our hero, Dante was having a bit of trouble. Actually it was a bit of trouble an hour ago now Dante classed it as the worlds' biggest pile of shit hitting the worlds' biggest fucking fan. It wasn't looking good.
About an hour and ten minutes ago Dante got a phone call and password telling him to go to the abandoned warehouse district of town. Unfortunately it turned out to be an ambush, he'd already used up his DT and now his sword was starting to get heavy.
He swung Rebellion round for one final attack but left his back vulnerable. To slow to block an attack from the demon that spotted this vulnerability Dante's last thought was: "Bugger I didn't get to finish that bottle of vodka."
The demon was a few centimeters from him when…
…SLASH!
The demon died and split open, covering Dante in demon insides. In the middle of the massive group of demons was a lone figure on one knee. But when he stood Dante knew who it was.
The blue satin coat.
The yellow boots and gloves.
The white combed back hair.
And finally the long elegant katana.
Vergil had returned, and hopefully, to give Dante a hand.
"Bout time big bro! What took you?" yelled Dante, silently thanking every good super natural being.
Vergil slashed at a few demons to get to Dantes side.
"It's hard to find a decent hair dresser these days baby brother."
"I'll agree to that. You still have a thing against guns or you willing to play it my way?" Asked Dante at the same time throwing up Ebony.
"I'll play it your way Dante." Replied Vergil catching the black pistol then both brothers took the same pose as they did against Arkham.
"Remember what we used to say Dante?"
"How could I forget?"
"JACKPOT!" Both brothers yelled and fired.
Once the blast had cleared a path through the legion, both brothers ran slashing and shooting anything that got too near. Dante saw a fast and roofless car, jumped in, hotwired it and hopped into the back seat so Vergil could drive. Dante grabbed Ebony from his brother and started blasting from the back, while giving Verge directions to DMC.
Once safely back at DMC, Dante quickly disposed of the stolen car and gave Vergil a tour. Dante had already opted to sleep on the couch because he knew that Vergil would only win the argument of who got the bed. After the tour, both brothers sat in the main part to DMC having a drink of beer when suddenly…
SLAP!
"Ow! Why'd you hit me round the head Verge?"
"That was for kicking my ass on Mallet Island the first time."
SLAP!
"That's for kicking my ass the second time."
SLAP!
"That's for the third time."
SLAP!
"That's for going into nightmare just to kick my ass again."
Vergil then grabbed Dantes chair from behind the desk and smashed his brother in the head with it shattering the chair.
"And that is for letting me throw myself into that shit hole Dad called home in the first place. I think my revenge is complete for now."
Vergil picked up the now unconscious Dante and slumped him onto the couch then went to bed himself.
Vergil woke six hours later to the sound of thumping, shooting and the occasional yelled profanity from Dante. Vergil was just about to get up to bust Dantes ass into the next millennia when he burst through the bedroom door and flicked Yamato toward Vergil.
"I think this one's for you bro"
"What makes you say that Da-"
A split second later a big, nasty and extremely ugly demon burst through the wall and Vergil saw why it must've been for him. It was blue. After a few slashes with Yamato, Vergil quickly dispatched the demon and then turned to Dante.
"What the hell was that?"
"My guess Verge, a birthday present from Mundus. I just finished off a red one exactly like that." Said Dante breathlessly and pointing at the fading blue corpse.
"I'm sorry, what did you say about a present?"
"Holy Christ don't tell me you've forgotten it's our birthday, jeeze, right after some grub we're getting some presents, some booze, some pizza, and some videos. How does that sound Verge?"
"I can live with that Dante. Just one question, what kind of movies?"
"You'll see big bro, you'll see."
So after some breakfast Vergil and Dante went and bought some presents for each other and some booze, then stopped at the video store. Vergil went for the anime section and got a couple of Saiyuki DVDs, some Peace maker, a DVD of Inuyasha and the anime version of Ichi the Killer, while Dante went straight to the adults only section got his favorite twenty movies, paid for the whole lot and left.
As soon as they got back to DMC, Dante hooked a projector up to the speakers in the main room and aimed it on the wall opposite the couches, then disappeared else where while Vergil ordered a pizza and grabbed some soda. Dante showed up just as the pizza arrived and he looked quite pleased with himself as he shoved a small blue box into Vergil's hands.
"Happy birthday bro" He exclaimed.
Vergil opened the box and pulled out a night black pistol with flakes of blue all through it. The gun looked like the night sky; it also had the word Sapphire engraved into it.
"Now I know you have a thing against guns but I thought you could use it if you got into a tight spot when I wasn't around and you needed some quick fire power" Dante quickly explained incase the issue ended with his head in the garbage but Vergil just clasped his shoulder and said.
"Thanks Dante now let's eat the pizzas getting cold."
"Spoken like a true Sparda."
They spent the next half hour eating and drinking but when both brothers reached into the pizza box only to find there was one piece left. The show down began.
"I'm older I should get it."
"Vergil Vergil Vergil you can cover me in demon innards, you can take my bed, you can break my chair over my head but you can NOT have the last slice of pizza."
"Then you leave me no choice Dante, we must fight for it."
"Fine by me."
Without warning Dante went into DT and attacked but was still to slow for Vergil, who blocked the attack and held it. He was doing fine but then a single strand of hair fell out of place so Vergil decided to go into DT as well. Now if Dante hadn't been jealous of his brother before he certainly was now Vergil had the same armor as Nelo Angelo except it was dark blue, his face was uncovered and still the same apart from the two inch long horns that sprouted above his eyes and slanted on a diagonal. In short, Vergil looked cooler. With a few slashes, Vergil pushed Dante back. Now, Vergil knew that in order to get the pizza while it was still warm he had to fight like Dante, so he aimed a spinning back kick at Dantes nuts. The high pitched scream could've been heard from Pluto but all Vergil cared about at the moment was the slice of pizza he had won. He walked to the box and looked inside only to see that it was empty.
There you go people my first DMC chapter and I didn't make Dante look like a complete idiot either. I await your opinions good or bad.
And for all you Vergil fan girls out there, no, Vergil didn't get hurt when he sprouted the horns.
Apheria: YAY!
Blade: …
Apheria: What?
