Chapter 5: Adjustments
Vergil and Nero went on ahead into battle while Mira groaned. She wasn't dressed in proper gear and although she was able to summon up her Devils Arm, she felt naked without her guns. Ah to hell with this! She jumped down despite only being in shorts, a shirt and flats (Thankfully Trish and Mira were around the same size.) She summoned her sword and slashed at demons. Nero blinked as he watched his mother take out five demons at once! Damn! My mother kicks ass! Oh shit! Nero aimed Blue Rose and shot the demon that tried to jump his mother from behind.
"Whoo that was close! Thanks kiddo!" Mira grinned. Nero smiled and motioned to his father, who had been fighting as well.
"Father! Mother's fighting!"
"Is she insane?! She's practically naked…"A wicked thought crossed his mind, making him smirk. "Wait a minute, where is she?"
"Father!" Nero warned, chuckling as he pointed with Blue Rose. Vergil cleared his throat and dashed off. Nero had to laugh and shake his head. His father was so whipped.
Vergil sliced his way through the demons as he worked his way towards Mira. She was holding her own but, her clothes were becoming shredded.
"Mira! What in Hells are you doing?"
"Um, my job!"
"Stand down! You're not dressed for this!"
"Bite me! This is my job, let me do it."
"Your clothes!" Vergil pointed out. Mira's eyes widened.
"Oh…." She began and Vergil nodded.
"Exactly, so stand down!"
"Fine! But as soon as I have proper gear it's so on!" She jumped away with fury and Vergil took a deep breath. He didn't mean to order her in such a way but for right now it was in her best interest. And in mine. He thought as he let out a sigh of relief.
Both father and son finished off the demons and was about to head back to Devil May Cry. However, one of their own was missing!
"Where is Mira?" Vergil asked sternly. When no one answered, Vergil ordered for her to be found. Nero blinked but looked around. He heard soft crying in a curtain of flowers, where behind was a bench and on the bench, was his mother.
"Mother?" Nero called softly, handing her a handkerchief. The crying woman sniffled and accepted it and her son's company. "Why are you crying?"
"I hate this, Nero. I am glad I bore you kiddo, I'm proud to be your mother, but this…" Mira gestured to her current form. "It's scary and hard to adjust. Plus your father is a bit of a lecherous perv, which I had no idea on. But he wants me to stand down and I can't. I'm a Devil Hunter, it's my job, it's been my life…." Nero hugged her and offered his mother his love and support. He completely understood her plight. It was similar to when Dante called Nero a deadweight. His mother was a strong woman and a warrior. It was all she knew, although she was maternal and loved Nero, caring for him in more ways than one. He couldn't ask for a better mother.
"Mother, you have to sit with Father and have a heart to heart. I know this isn't easy, you had your world and life turned upside down. Everything you've known and everything you were used to…." He looked at his now human right arm. Mira patted his hand comfortingly. He held her hand in his.
"Come on, let's find the others before Father goes on a rampage."
"Him pulling a Godzilla, yea that's the last thing we need." Mother and son shared a laugh before heading back to the group. Lady and Trish had gone on ahead. Vergil looked up and closed his book.
"I was about to do a full search." He said as he rose to his feet. Mira nodded and as the trio walked, she elbowed Nero. Nero picked up on the cue and walked up, falling in step with his father.
"Father, you and Mother have to talk. She's not a damsel in distress, she's like us, a fighter. She may be a female now but you can't take hunting away from her." Vergil thought on what his son said and nodded. The boy is right…
"I…"
"Father, I understand you want to protect Mother, we all do. But, I think things started off wrong. I understand, she's a woman and naturally, you want her safe. I am the same with Kyrie. But Mother is not like Kyrie, she's not helpless. Mother can fight and it would be more beneficial to fight side by side than trying to stop her. Think on it, and talk to her." With that the younger devil left the elder Sparda to think, rejoining his Mother. Vergil looked at the pair and while her face brightened with Nero, her eyes were saddened and less bright. The elder Sparda knew his son was right. Mira was not a trophy wife. She was a warrior queen. She had an inferno for a spirit and heart and Vergil would do more harm than good if he tried to extinguish it. She'd never forgive me….and so much has happened with us because of my mistakes… He decided that he would atone for this. I need her to smile again, to brighten my heart and my life with her fire.
Mira went straight to her room and closed the door, not even eating. She was too upset. Nero looked at his father worriedly. Vergil prepared a tray for Mira and excused himself. He went to knock but found the door unlocked. He found Mira curled up in her bed, holding her long red coat, nose buried in and eyes closed, tears running down. Vergil felt her heartbreak, her fear and her pain. He set down the tray and climbed into bed next to her and pulled her into his arms.
"Mira…"
"Verge, I can't do this." She sobbed. "I don't belong in this body."
"Mira, look at me." Vergil ordered gently. "I was wrong for earlier. Our son is right. You are not a trophy to be placed on a mantle, or a poodle that needs constant attention. You are a warrior, you even kicked my ass more than once. Yes you are a very beautiful woman, and I'll admit, I am a selfish man to have such a rare beauty on my arm. You belong on the battlefield fighting at my side as well as grace our bed. I hope you can forgive me for my behavior." Mira looked at him and smiled softly.
"I can still kick your ass."
"You're welcome to try." Vergil countered. "But first, let's have new gear commissioned for you and clothes of your own choosing. Agreed?" Mira nodded and her stomach grumbled. Vergil chuckled and set the tray in front of her. He made sure everything was clear before nodding in approval and taking the tray away. Mira yawned and fell asleep holding the red coat. He eased it out of her grip and draped it over his arm, but not leaving the room before taking her measurements and taking the gear she wore as Dante.
Nero saw his father come down the stairs and raced over, about to take the tray but his father handed him the gear.
"These are your mother's, I believe your songstress can alter clothing."
"Yes Father and I do know someone who can alter the boots and a few other items."
"Excellent, these are your mother's current measurements." He handed him the notes. Nero was impressed by his father's precision and accuracy. Wish I had writing like this. Kyrie and Nico will have these done in no time! Without another word Vergil opened a portal to Fortuna for his son and handed Yamato over to him.
"Two slashes will suffice." His father instructed. Nero took the sword and nodded, a bit shocked. This was a big step for the elder. He was entrusting his son with his own weapon! The very weapon he ripped away from Nero long ago. This gesture touched the younger devil. He walked through the portal and it closed behind him.
Nico was under the van when a portal appeared. She slid from underneath and blinked. She grinned when she saw Nero.
"Hey Bro, how's yer Mama?"
"Not adjusting well Nico. Kyrie is upstairs?"
"Yea, how'd you get here so fast?" Nico askes. Nero held up Yamato. Nico's eyes widened. She knew that blade… "No way, yer Demon Daddy upped it?"
"Yea,"
"Hoo whee, hell froze over!" Nico exclaimed. Nero laughed. His father was an ice demon after all. Kyrie smiled as she greeted him from the top of the stairs.
"How is Mr. Dante, Nero?" Kyrie asked then gasped as she realized her mistake. "Oh, sorry, I meant Ms. Mira?"
"It's ok, Kyrie, we're all getting used to it too. Do you think you can alter these?" Nero asked as he showed his mother's former Hunter's gear. Kyrie smiled and nodded. Nero thanked her and took the boots, holster, vest and coat and found Nico in her lab.
"Nico, I got a special assignment for you."
"Oh, lay it on me Bro." Nero grinned as he held up the items. Nico gasped with reverence.
"You want me…to alter these…for yer Mama?"
"Are you up for it?"
"Hell yea! And at no charge!" Nico took the items excitedly and went to work. Nero grinned and called Devil May Cry.
"Devil May Cry?" Nero heard his father address in a calm business like manner.
"Father, Mother is not around you is she?"
"No, she went on an endeavor with Trish."
"The clothes and gear are being altered as we speak. I will call again when they're done."
"Well done, I'll wait here. If your mother comes back I will let you know and we will plan from there."
"Understood Father." Nero said before hanging up. Vergil nodded and hung up the phone, opening his book again, sitting back and putting his feet up on the desk. I can see why this was done, quite comfortable, but I won't make it a habit, it would ruin the varnish. Morrison walked in with a file in hand. He blinked at seeing Dante actually reading!
"Dante, wow, you're awake and trying a new look huh?" Vergil blinked then put his feet down and closed his book but not before marking his place.
"How can I help you?" He asked as he looked at the broker. Morrison was taken aback by the almost cold question and business like tone. This is not Dante…
"I…" He was about to say when the door opened and Trish and a beautiful woman walked in. Trish he knew, but the other woman was a mystery. Until she opened her mouth that is…
"Hey Morrison, what are you doing here? The bills are paid on time." Morrison blinked.
"D…Dante?!" He asked. The woman sighed sadly and took the bags upstairs to her room, excusing herself and thanking Trish. Both Trish and the Dante look alike glared at him.
"Good going Morrison, I had her happy now she's depressed again. Mira wait up!" Trish called going after the distraught demoness.
"Well, take a seat Mr. Morrison." Vergil said with a sigh as he sat at the desk, inviting the broker to sit as well. "It's quite the tale."
By the time Vergil was done, Morrison's mind was honestly blown. Sparda had yet another secret!
"So, Delmira's Dante. No excuse me, Dante was her alter ego." Vergil nodded but held up a hand when Trish came downstairs.
"Vergil, she's asking for you." Trish said. Morrison gulped as he took in the name of the elder Sparda. He knew the man before him was dangerous.
"Excuse me Mr. Morrison, Trish, if my son calls, tell him that his mother is here and to give me a half an hour. Thank you." With that said, Vergil went upstairs. He knocked on the door and waited. When there was no response, he pushed the door open. It swung open and he saw Mira asleep, her face was tear stained. She had cried herself to sleep. Oh my heart….He tucked her into bed, gently cleaned her face and kissed her softly before leaving quietly.
The two looked at him but he had a hand up.
"She cried herself to sleep."
"Poor thing, she's not adjusting well. Nero said the items and clothes are done and to step aside." The elder did so and a portal appeared. Nero stepped through with a garment bag and Yamato.
"Your mother cried herself to sleep." His father said from the desk. Nero held up the garment bag.
"Come on, these will put the smile back on her face." He walked upstairs and his father followed. Both devils made their way to Mira's room and as before, she was asleep. Nero tiptoed in and saw a rack where the gear would go. Perfect! He placed the bag on it and motioned to get out of the room. Vergil nodded and quickly left. Nero followed him and closed the door.
Mira woke up to familiar scents to her nose, blood and traces of gunpowder. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the garment bag. The scent was strongest there. She got up and slowly unzipped the bag and gasped.
Inside was a modified version of her Hunter's gear! In fact, it looked better than ever and was her size. The red and black remained but there was some silver trim as well as garnet. There was a corset like vest that had garnet and silver on the ribbing and the pants were close fitting. Her boots, were a bit higher but they had square heels. They were shined up to mirror shine with scarlet and garnet trim. Her gloves were a bit elegant but serviceable. Her coat was still familiar, but was a bit more regal looking with the garnet and silver trim and close fitting to the body. The belt was the same and the holster was a deep scarlet. This gear is beautiful. It's still mine….but…improved. I can't wait to test it out. Excitedly she took the gear and got dressed. The entire outfit fit like a second skin and thrummed with power. Mira fixed her hair but left it loose and went downstairs.
Vergil and Nero were trying to figure who'd check on Mira first but looked up when she cleared her throat. Nero smiled warmly while his father was thankful that he was sitting down behind the desk! Oh my…that outfit….is sinful….
He looked over her outfit and gulped. It sinuated every curve, tightened in all the right places…..Vergil admired hungrily. He felt his blood heat up with lust. Nero smirked and went to the phone and dialed.
"Devil May Cry?" Nico said. She heard Nero's laughter.
"Nico, you're a genius! Mother is rocking the outfit and my father is dumbstruck…Ow!" Nico heard the whap over the phone and grinned. She knew who did that.
"Put him on the phone Nero." Nero grumbled an OK and the phone changed hands.
"Ms. Goldstein, I must commend you on your fine work." She held the elder say. She almost dropped the phone. Holy shit, Demon Daddy actually approves! " I may have another special assignment for you in the future and you will be paid handsomely." Her eyes widened at the thought. Hoo whee!
"Yes sir," She said respectfully. Vergil bid her a good day and gave the phone back to Nero.
"Holy shit Bro, your Demon Daddy actually approved my work!"
"Oh yea, he's enjoying the view." Nero chuckled as he watched his father. Said father hadn't moved but Nero saw that his eyes were slowly going red…uh oh.
"Father, um why don't you and Mother go spar? It'll be a good time to test the gear and get the tension out."
"Excellent idea son. Mira?"
"Sure, I'd love to kick your ass." She grabbed Ebony and Ivory and holstered them. Perfect fit! I With a grin and wave she jogged to the door.
"Thank you Nico!" She called loudly, happier than she's ever been. Nico smiled.
"Bro, tell yer Mama she's more than welcome. It was an honor and privilege."
"Thanks Nico, talk to you later!"
"Later Bro!"
As Nero hung up the phone he got to his feet and grabbed his weapons he made his way to the newly added simulation room and watched his parents spar. His mother dodged as his father tried to get her with his energy swords . Nero revved up the Red Queen and dashed in.
"Can't let you have all the fun!" Nero called as he brandished Red Queen and dove into battle. I'll kick both their asses….AGAIN! He thought with a grin.
"Bring it Kid!" His mother called with a grin of her own.
"You got lucky!" His father declared. "Do NOT expect a repeat, boy."
"BOY?" Nero asked as he blinked. "Old man, looks like I'll have take you down a couple of notches." Both heard Mira laugh. The two men looked at each other then grinned, brandishing their swords then lunging. Mira yawned and summoned up her Devil Arm, clashing against both.
"Don't bore me now, the fun's just begun." She smirked. With battle cries the Sparda family battled on, each one eager to emerge victorious.
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