Nero/Dante

He took several steps forward, walking back to the house as an empty feeling began to wash over him.
He thought revenge would help him, but in truth it did little. He at least felt as though he'd done the right thing in the end by destroying Sanctus.

Nero's blue eyes began to gaze around the city, seeing the devastation that'd been the result of the battle against Argosax.
"One demon caused all of this?"he said to himself in a low tone before a black haired woman caught his eye.

Raillyn had found her way here, and was walking at a rather fast pace before her eyes lit up. "Nero!"

Letting out a small sigh, the Son of Vergil began to approach her.
"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry. He's dealt with." he swiftly replied.

She widened her eyes before gazing down a bit. "So, you killed him?"

He turned his back to her, looking out the sky that had once been lit up by red and blue. "Yeah. Sorry I didn't let you have a shot."

"N-no. It's fine. I understand." she responded, disappointment in her tone.

Nero looked down to his demonic hand, gazing at it without giving any form of response.

"I leave for five minutes, and you crazy kids have already torn up the place." a familiar voice spoke in a more joking tone.

"Dante?" the young man asked, lowering his hand and turning to his uncle.

The Devil Hunter lifted his arms. "In the flesh."
He looked up to both Nero and Raillyn, placing his hands onto his own sides. "Gonna assume that Sanctus found you instead of me finding him."

"Something like that." Nero responded, looking away once more.

Raillyn stepped forward. "We were just talking, and then Nero was pulled through the wall."

Dante began to chuckle a bit. "You get used to it, kid."
He placed a hand onto Nero's shoulder, turning his head to him. "Are you alright, Nero?" he asked, a bit of concern clear.

"What? Thought I wasn't able to handle him on my own?" he began to clinch his fists, keeping his back turned as his expression became an annoyed one.

"That's not what I mean. Emotionally. Not physically." he took his hand off his nephew's shoulder.
"You've had a rough time lately."

Nero didn't give any form of response for a head lowered as his eyes shut.
"Where's Vergil?" was all he managed to say, not even calling him his father or anything of the sort.

Crossing his arms, Dante let out a sigh.
"Your old man's gone to take the fight to Mundus. He took the Force Edge and the power of Argosax, and has gone to avenge your mom, pretty much." Dante lied to some degree as he had no idea if revenge was his true reason. He believed it may be as it used to be in the past, but he couldn't say for certain. He left out the part where they fought, and how he seemed to be more demon now than he ever used to be.

"Alone!?" Nero shouted, turning to his uncle suddenly.

"Yeah. Wouldn't have it any other way. Sorry, kid." while Dante his behind his usual, uncaring tone, he was truthfully saddened by the entire event.

The Son of Vergil looked away. "Of course... Just like him to abandon his family."

Dante was left at a loss for words, yet another sigh escaping as he lowered his head.
"Maybe. But if you ever need anything, you can always give me a call." he reached into his pocket, pulling out a card with the words 'Devil May Cry' and a phone number written on it. "If you want a job, or just hang out... I'll probably be there. Business ain't exactly booming."

Nero widened his eyes, extending his hand to take the card.
His blue eyes gaze over it before placing it into his pocket. "I'll keep that in mind. I was thinking about following in your footsteps anyway, becoming a demon hunter."

Letting out a chuckle, the hunter in red replied. "You've got a lot of potential, kid. If you ever decide to go that route, give me a call, and I'll give a job."
Dante turned his back to the scene, walking away from the two. "Adios, kid." was all he said, lifting two fingers to his forehead before waving them to the side.

Nero watched as his uncle walked away, his blue eyes gazing downward afterwards.

Raillyn began to approach him slowly. "You gonna take him up on that offer?"

"Maybe." the Son of Vergil replied. "What about you? What are you gonna do now that there's no more Order of the Sword?"

She crossed her arms, stepping away from Nero before turning back to him once again. "I was thinking about becoming a devil hunter myself."

"Wait, really?" Nero was taken by surprise, his eyes widening. "What makes you wanna do that?"

"I could ask you the same thing." she said in response, turning her back to him once again.
"Most of my life went to the Order of the Sword, and they were truly corrupted by devils instead of working towards a bright future like they said. One demon caused all of this destruction, and I want to help keep something like this from happening again."

The young man crossed his arms. "Well, I guess we'll both be giving Dante a call soon enough."

"Maybe." she chuckled a small bit.

Nero began to walk back towards the house, Raillyn following close behind as neither knew where else to go or how to even begin right now.


Not sure what more there is to say. I eventually took Dante up on his offer, and got my own branch of Devil May Cry to run. Even got my own sign.

Raillyn, on the other hand, decided to go out on her own, make her own devil hunting business. Even then, she joins us pretty often jobs since there's not a lot available for us devil hunters.

Dante just went back to what he did best. Unfortunately, the dumbass spends all his money on pizza and gambling instead of actually making his shop less of a hellhole.

I think all of us know that there's plenty more in store for us. That the demon world is gonna invade again one day. Maybe stronger than ever before.

We'll be ready for them though. Now, we all have scores to settle.


Vergil

There he stood in the depths of Hell itself.
He stepped through the red water beneath his feet, his blue eyes gazing up to the dark sky as a slight smile began to form.
"It'll be fun to fight with the King of Hell."

There were three enormous lights in the sky that glow a bright red as it seemed as though an energy of the same color swirled around them.
They formed a triangle shape and seemed to be nothing more than eyes that stared into the eldest twin's soul.

Vergil pulled the Yamato from it's scabbard.
"If my father was able to defeat you..." he began, pulling the Force Edge off his back. "then I should be able to do it too!"

The Son of Sparda then raced forth with a yell, both blades in hand as he prepared to face against the ruler of the demon world.

It was none other than Mundus himself...


(That's it. That's all I've got for now.

I hope you guys enjoyed this story overall. Like I said, I plan on doing side stories that'll go into what the characters are all doing, and introduce some others in between this and the next main story. And I think I said this before, but these side stories will be posted here in Rite of Heritage. So be sure to keep your eyes out because there's more updates to come.

Now... as for the next main story... Don't expect it for awhile. I have lots of ideas, but I want to take some time before delving into DMC1 and 5 and just focus on the side stories I discussed for now.

Thank you all for being patient... If you have any questions, then again, I'll try my best to answer them when I get a chance. And I appreciate any and all reviews.)