Nero
The young man sat on the back steps, his white hair blowing in the wind as he gazes to the setting sun. He was clearly a bit warn out after the training.
His blue eyes look to his uncle sitting beside him. He had always acted as if he disliked his father for leaving for so long, and this was true to a certain extent, or he believed it was at least. He was curious, however.
"Dante, has my dad always been the way he is?"
The hunter in red looked over at his nephew. "Well, that depends on what you mean. Personality, or strength?"
"Personality is more what I meant, but both." Nero replied before looking back out to the distance.
Dante then gazes out to the setting sun, his eyes narrowing a bit due to the light. "When me and him were young, he was different. We were close, but had our differences. He would also kick my ass when we'd train, and we were only eight." the son of Sparda began, taking a sip of his drink.
"Then our mother died in front of our eyes. We didn't know what happened to one another, and I guess we both assumed each other dead. We grew up differently, and I guess we both handled the loss differently. It's why I became a devil hunter in the first place."
Nero looked to Dante once again, his eyes showing a clear sign of interest.
"I'm guessing my brother got consumed with an obsession for power because of it. Both of us had our own ways of wanting revenge, and both of us handled it all differently. He once told me that without strength, you can't protect anything. He was definitely a lot colder, and a lot less fun next time I saw him. He even insulted me." the red hunter laughs a little.
"As for his strength, well, he's always been a strong one."
The teenager looked down to the ground. "Well, he certainly hasn't impressed me. The only thing he ever did was leave."
The devil hunter puts a hand on his nephew's shoulder. "Never know. Maybe he had a good reason for it. The only way you'll be able to find out is if ya ask him." he looks over to Nero, a small smile forming.
"Head on inside, kid. Speaking of your dad, I got a job to do here too."
Nero gave a nod in response. "Alright."
He stood, slowly walking towards the door before turning back. "Dante, see you tomorrow?"
"Definitely, kid. We'll practice more." he nodded as his blue eyes look to his brother's son.
Nero gives a slight smile before walking inside, but once the door closed the smile faded.
He wondered if what Dante had said was true, if Vergil had a reason for leaving, but he also wondered if he even wanted to see his father again after abandoning he and Abigale for so long.
The son of Vergil ended up in his room, falling out onto the bed so his blue eyes would gaze up to the ceiling.
Dante
The youngest twin found himself walking down the street after the conversation with his nephew. He wondered why Vergil left the poor kid alone with his mother, and he couldn't help but wonder if it was to try and protect them maybe. He did know how Vergil was, however, and he would not put it past his brother to simply abandon them.
"Surely you're better than that, Vergil." he mumbled to himself.
His eyes began to look around the area, seeing that everyone had gone to their houses now that it was night. This gave the devil hunter more freedom to search around he believed.
Suddenly, a yellow lightning bolt struck where the son of Sparda stood, but hit nothing at all.
The thing that had caused it was a beast that was larger than a man, one of black, reptilian like skin, large claws on the four fingers each hand had, a horn on it's head, and lightning surging all over it's body.
It roars, giving a view of the fangs in it's mouth.
Dante performed a swift jump to escape the blow, pulling the semi-automatic pistols known as Ebony and Ivory from his coat before shooting at the beast repeatedly.
The hunter in red flipped through the air after shooting, getting one foot on the ground, and immediately after got back on two feet.
He swiftly began to fire again, anxious for the beast to come at him.
It came forth, taking each bullet with ease before bringing it's claw down in an attempt to slash the half demon, giving a roar in the process.
The white haired man quickly pulled the Force Edge from his back, using the flat side of the blade to block it's claw, but he was slightly shocked by yellow electricity that traveled across the blade.
Dante stepped backwards due to the shock, but he brushed it off easily. "So, that lightning acts like armor?" he gives a smile. "Come on!" he taunts, giving the motion with his hand for it to come forward.
The beast opened it's mouth instead, firing what almost appeared to be a yellow laser from it's mouth horizontally, but it was actually lightning.
The devil hunter went forward quickly, getting to his knees to slide under the blast, and even under the beast.
Red lightning surges through the Force Edge as he boosted this blow with his demonic power, and finally it was swung, slicing the demon in two vertically, forcing the yellow lightning across it to turn red with a black core.
Dante got to his feet when on the opposite side, slowly placing the sword onto his back.
The demon exploded in a yellow light, leaving no traces of it behind aside from the loud noise that probably woke many people from their sleep.
The son of Sparda walked away from the scene, never looking back. His mind began to move however.
He wondered why demons such as that one wandered the streets. Was it just another random encounter, or something more?
Dante continued to move on, but words spoken from the alleyway he neared made him stop.
He went next to the wall, leaning against it as he put his hands into his coat pockets as though he was up to nothing at all, but stayed out of sight.
"Why did his holiness decide to move things so soon?" a male voice asked.
"The son of Sparda. The same one encountered all those years ago, and the one that lived in this city for awhile. He attacked his holiness, and is up to something. I saw him myself going into Fortuna Castle." a female replied.
"Really? What do you think he's searching for?"
"I don't know. Our orders are to get the kid and his mother."
"Why them? Is there something special about them?"
"The kid has Sparda's blood, apparently. I don't know why the woman. I'm not sure what they want with either of them, but with how long my family has served I know it has to be good reasons."
The son of Sparda listened closely, but now he turned back.
He grew a little concerned for Nero and Abigale once he heard that, and so he decided to go back to their home and watch over it tonight. Assuming the Order hadn't gotten there first.
Nero
The teenager had fallen asleep on his bed. He was dreaming even, dreaming of a time when his father was around with his mother.
It wasn't a very happy time, but it was better than things were now. Even with how Vergil acted, it was better than him not being there at all.
Nero's eyes opened quickly when he heard what sounded like a knock at the front door of the house.
"Yes?" his mother's voice was muffled, but he got that bit out of her words after hearing the door open.
The teenager sat up. He took glance at his window, seeing it was nighttime. This made him curious and slightly worried. "Who'd knock at this hour?" he asked himself as he rubbed his eyes.
He tried to listen, but the words his mother spoke were muffled, unable to be heard. It sounded as though it was escalating by the tone of her voice, and then finally the sound of a crash that made Nero get up swiftly and rush to his door, opening it to look.
Abigale struggled to fight against three people all at once, each trying to grab and hold her.
The woman managed to kick one, knocking him back, but the other two had gotten to her sides.
The young man was quick to rush forward. "Let her go!" he shouted, rage building as he witnessed his mother being captured right before his eyes.
He reached to the table, swiftly pulling the case open.
The Blue Rose ended up in his right hand, and his finger ended up on the trigger before pulling it, sending a bullet that would've pierced one of the men's heads.
What appeared to be a suit of golden armor came through the door, making a swift move to seemingly fly in front of the bullet and take it.
This did nothing to the armor.
Nero's eyes widen. He tried to simply run passed the armored foe, but he thrown back by said enemy.
He hits the wall, only able to watch helplessly as his mother was carried away.
"Nero, get out of there!" Abigale screamed to her son.
The son of Vergil opened fire more after shaking his head, but it was no use.
Out of options, he tried to rush to the case to pull the Red Queen from it.
The armored foes hand reached, ready to grab Nero and capture him as well, but it was shot by bullets from a double barreled shotgun that was infused with demonic power, making it crumble to pieces and reveal no one within the armor.
Dante had kicked open the back door, ready to help his nephew.
"Get the sword, this is about to be one hell of a party!" the devil hunter exclaimed before placing the sawed off gun onto his back, pulling the Force Edge from it after.
Nero grabbed his blade, his blue eyes shooting to the door like daggers.
Before either could get to the door, more suits of golden armor began to come through.
Vergil
The son of Sparda slowly eased towards the dark skinned man.
The glass behind the two was shattered, the man was laying on the ground. It looked as if there had been a battle. A very swift battle.
"T-t-t-that's demonic power! You're the son of Sparda!" he eased back, finally getting to his feet.
Vergil continued to walk forward, the gauntlets and greaves known as Beowulf slowly vanishing from him as he grips Yamato. "What is the Order of the Sword up to?" he asks.
"Please, allow me to look at t-t-t-that sword! Yamato!" he begged.
The devil in blue unsheathed it, pointing at the dark skinned man. "You'll have a much closer view if you do not answer the question. I will not ask again."
Finally, the man widened his eyes. He seemed to calm however. "My name is Agnus. This is my workshop."
The son of Sparda sheathed his blade slowly. "Go on."
"I have worked for his holiness for m-m-m-m-many years. His holiness has been in contact with a higher being, one of immense strength. Our savior."
Vergil narrowed his eyes, but he did not interrupt.
"Our savior has granted us strength, granted us souls to power suits of armor, and granted us the ability to become higher beings, more perfect lifeforms, angels. He granted us his own blood-" Agnus was interrupted right then.
"You've taken the blood of a demon into your own veins? How horrid." he insulted.
"Demon's are superior to humans." Agnus responded. "Sparda was a demon, and he saved all of us. Just like Argosax will save us all once more."
Vergil was disgusted by this conversation. "You wish to free a demon, believing it will save the world? You, Sanctus, and your entire Order are nothing but absolute morons. I've clearly wasted my time. This is something more up my brother's alley." he began to take steps away.
"Sparda used Yamato, his own blood, and the blood of a woman to seal the demon world. In order to unseal it, those keys must be used." Agnus spoke, a small chuckle escaping.
Vergil stopped when he heard the man finish. "You intend to open the demon world?"
"B-b-b-but of course! We must bring our savior into the human world if he is to save us!"
The son of Sparda widened his eyes. At that moment, he realized Abigale was one key, Nero could be used for another, and perhaps Yamato was the reason he was attacked.
He swiftly jumped to the first floor, rushing to the door to get out of the castle and to his destination.
(Chapter five is here, and not long before DMC5 too! I was determined to get it done before 5 hit, and I'm glad I have.
I'm kind of happy with this chapter. Not sure how you guys will like it, but I hope you all will. I appreciate the comments, and I can tell this one seems to be more enjoyed than the last one.
Anyway, I hope you guys will enjoy Devil May Cry 5. I know I will. I also hope you enjoy this chapter.)
