Hi All, so this is my first fan fiction. I started this because I thought that it will help me see how others view my writing style and possibly help me improve it and hopefully help motivate me to finish writing my original work. I kind of had this idea sitting in my brain for a while before I even got started on writing this but I'm glad I did.
So in this story Nero is not Vergil's son (yes I know what your all going to say, but he isn't in this story and he will still be distantly related to Vergil and Dante).
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Devil May Cry or the characters from it. Although all OC are mine to do with as I wish *muahahaha* *cough cough*.
EDITED: 21-12-18
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EDITED: 6-6-2020
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EDITED: 15-10-2022
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Devil Children
Chapter 1
Nestled high in the mountains the ruins of Fortuna castle overlooked its namesake city far below. Among the broken stonework still holding traces of demon stink lurked a clocked figure, face shrouded in the shadow of their hood.
The figure looked relatively at ease surrounded by nothing but desolate ruin as they regarded the city below with mild interest.
"So they worship the Dark Knight Sparda as a god, do they?"
Tilting their head to the left they could spy the massive shattered marble chunks of what appeared to be a humanoid statue.
"As if that would save them," they remarked unable to quite keep the contempt from their voice.
Returning their eyes back toward the centre of the city they soon were drawn to the mostly repaired cathedral. Even from their vantage point miles from the city proper they could still make out the iconic stained windows.
Despite the tragedy that had befallen them it seemed the townsfolk still held fast to their extremist beliefs.
"Though misguided the religion of these fanatics could just hold some clues as to what I'm searching for," said the veiled individual as they begun to make their way down the steep treacherous cliffs to the city beneath.
"Fuck you old man."
The battered doors to the iconic Devil May Cry burst open as a moody white haired teen stomped through them.
He tossed Red Queen and Blue Rose onto the tattered red leather couch that barely looked as if it could support the weight of a person, let alone the young demon hunters weapons.
Turning on this heel the teen glared at the red coated man who had entered the office behind him, irritation boiling thick under his skin.
"You could have at least fucking said 'duck' or 'watch out' or something, instead of tossing me into the side of a damn fucking tree."
The red devil couldn't quite supress the chuckle that escaped his lips as he dodged the empty beer can that had been aimed at the spot his head had previously just been.
"Keep your pants on kid. It's not like a little tree would have killed ya. In fact you probably did more damage to the poor thing than it did to you."
The younger hunter spit curses at him, which the red devil ignored in favour of plopping into the chair behind the large desk in the back of the room. Swinging his long legs up so his feet could rest on the scuffed wood as he reclined back, hands resting behind his head.
His pose was the very picture of someone who didn't have a single care in the world.
Ignoring the two hunters a blue coated devil strode past them and after begrudgingly pushing aside the ex-order members weapons sat on the creaking couch.
Looking identical to the red coated man with the exception of having his white hair slicked back off his face instead of left hanging loose, he displayed a complete lack of interest in the argument going on in front of him. Placing his beloved katana Yamato beside him the blue devil lifted a book from its resting place on the lopsided table in front of him opening to the page he was last on and started reading.
The teen had now marched over to the man behind the desk, placing his hands on the wood. He leant forward so he was barely a few centimetres from the red hunters face.
"Your Alzheimer's is getting worse old man. I have a name. It's Nero, so stop calling me kid."
Raising an eyebrow at that the man replied, "does this look like the body of an old man kid?"
He gestured at himself the form fitting leather doing little to hide the strong muscular body beneath.
Nero rolled his eyes, "enough with that narcissism of yours. You're going to make me puke."
The red devil put on a disbelieving face, "why I'm just stating the truth, there have been many, many, many women who have gone mad trying to get at this body. You're simply jealous of my numerous admirers, while you're still a pure kid, both in spirit and the literal sense."
The teen flushed scarlet standing in a stunned stupor for a few minutes before closing his eyes, body visually trembling with rage. "I am going to kill you."
The red coated man was again not paying him any attention and was instead busy talking on a old rotary phone.
"Yeah can I have a pizza with the lot but no olives please. Yep just put it on my tab."
Tossing the receiver back in its cradle the man smiled at the teen and the blue coated hunter.
"Pizza will be here in five."
The blue coated man sighed closing his book gently.
"Pizza again Dante. I have no idea how your body can survive on such utter trash."
Wrinkling his nose the blue devil ran a hand through his swept back hair as if reassuring himself a hair was not out of place.
"Come on Verge. Pizza is like gods give to mankind. Second only to strawberry sundaes and third being booze and women."
Vergil narrowed his eyes at his twin, "don't call me Verge."
Nero walked over and sat down on the other end of the couch much to the blue devils annoyance.
"You know sometimes it's hard to believe you two are twins."
Dante chuckled, "you wouldn't be the first to say that kid. Verge got all the smarts and book learning while I got all the charm and sexiness. It's hardly fair, I know."
There was a knock at the door and the red hunter leaped up to go and answer it.
The ex-order member sighed and turned to look at the older twin, "how did you not kill him when growing up?"
Vergil watched Dante grab the pizza box and pull out a slice before quickly inhaling it. "Oh, I tried quite a number of times. Yamato has probably been covered in my brother's blood more than any other demons. Unfortunately, he has this annoying habit of not staying dead."
Nero glanced down at the katana that had until not too long ago been sealed within his devil bringer. He couldn't help but shudder at Vergil's words knowing the blue twin was not lying in the least, given the seriousness of his previous statement.
A shrill ringing coming from the phone interrupted his thoughts.
"I'll get it," the teen sighed, as Dante was too busy stuffing his face and Vergil had returned to reading his book.
It hadn't been easy at first when he first had moved into Devil May Cry a little over two months ago.
They'd had to learn how to work together and made a good team most of the time, though there were a few wrinkles that needed ironing out.
Nero liked to think of himself as the red devils partner whereas Dante liked to use the term side kick or apprentice. Neither of which was very flattering.
They had still been growing used to each others presence when Vergil had shown up on the red hunters doorstep a fortnight before.
The teen had been shocked and then curious at learning the old man had a twin. While he was surprised that Dante invited his sibling to live with them he couldn't say anything given it was the old man's only remaining family.
He had yet to have gotten used to the blue twin despite his quiet and efficient way of disposing demons, the cold noble air he gave off just rubbing him the wrong way.
As if telling the whole world to stay away him least he step on their filth.
That haughtiness pissed Nero off and when he had attempted to give the blue devil a piece of his mind he had ended up pinned to the floor by the older twins summoned blue swords.
Dante had quickly intervened and the ex-order member had grudgingly left Vergil alone for the most part. Only speaking to him when there was no one else to talk to or complain about the red hunter.
Usually the blue devil would ignore these small attempts of discussion but at times Vergil would reply to his comments even if it was a brief few words.
At the very least they had settled into a reluctant tolerance of each other, if only for Dante's sake.
The blue twin had even somehow agreed to train Nero in his demonic nature in an attempt to allow him to devil trigger without using Yamato. The katana having been returned to Vergil when they had met, though he was allowed to use the weapon on occasion with the older hunters great reluctance.
This entire living together situation was new to all of them and while they had settled into a routine of sorts they had yet to become one big happy family as Dante would put it.
Scoffing at that thought Nero picked up the phones receiver and gave the customary response, "Devil May Cry."
A bright smile lit the ex-order members face as he spoke with the person on the other end, drawing the attention of the twins who had never seen the teen light up like that.
At least not around them.
"Kyrie, it's been awhile how's things been?"
The teen nodded even though the red-haired songstress wouldn't have been able to see and muttered 'hmmm' and 'yep' as she went on to tell him how much she missed him and wanted to see her adopted brother and ex-boyfriend.
"Yeah I miss you too, maybe I'll come up for a visit. We're not real busy right now so I should have time. Sure, I'll see you then."
Nero hung up the phone and became aware of the twins eyes upon him.
Shifting awkwardly under the gaze he barked out, "what?"
Instead of replying right away the red devil walked over and put his arm around the young teens shoulders, much to the youngster's annoyance.
"So, going to Fortuna for a visit huh kid? Maybe I should tag along and see how it's been holding up since what's-his-face built that statue and tried making a demon angel army."
Nero narrowed his eyes and shoved the elder demon hunter away from him, "no fucking way in hell."
The red hunter looked at him with puppy eyes, "come on kid, pretty please with a strawberry on top."
Shaking his head the teen moved to pick up and holster his weapons.
"No, you can stay here with Vergil and do some work for once."
Sulking the half devil crossed his arms, "I do work. When I want to. If I work too much Lady and Trish will just steal more of my money. Anyway, Vergil hasn't been to Fortuna before so he should come along and see the sights. Right Verge?"
"I've been to Fortuna, though it was a long time ago," the blue twin responded flipping to the next page in his book.
The two hunters looked at the blue devil with surprise before Dante tried reasoning with the teen again, "come on kid, you may as well let us go with you. It's always nicer to have company."
Nero sighed deeply before giving in to the red hunters begging, "fine, but only if you stop calling me kid. You would have just followed me anyway and at least this way I can keep and eye on you and stop you from making a mess."
Dante nodded grinning, "sure thing kid."
Smacking his head the ex-order member muttered about 'frigging senile old men' and headed out the door.
Turning to his sibling the red hunter chuckled, "it's always fun to tease the kid."
"One day he's going to reimburse you for all that teasing, besides I never said I wanted to go on this little field trip anyway," the elder hunter replied closing his book and setting it back onto the coffee table in front of him.
Dante just shrugged, "I'd like to see him try. It could be entertaining. And you're coming Vergil. You need to get out more and I don't just mean when we go out on jobs. You need to interact with people more instead of just me and the kid."
Vergil scowled at the thought of interacting with mere humans, "why do I need to? I recognise you as an equal as my brother. The boy is at least somewhat capable and I even acknowledge the presence of the abomination and female hunter when they come over. Isn't that good enough? Why should I need to associate with other lower beings?"
Sighing the red devil put his hands on his twin's shoulders, "Verge, humans aren't lesser beings. They may not be as powerful as demons but they have their own strength. You could learn from them. So, stop been so introverted and let's go have some fun."
Spinning the elder twin around he pushed him out of the doors of the shop and to the run down red Camero that Nero was already waiting in front of.
"About time old man, I was about to leave without you," the teen grumbled.
Standing next to the passenger door he reluctantly opened the rear door instead and sat in the cramped back as Vergil gave him a glare so icy he could feel the cold shudder run down his back.
Dante been the one with the keys slid in behind the wheel and gave the younger hunter a sheepish look over his shoulder.
"Sorry kid. Grown up talk. Now let's go."
Turning the key in the ignition the car spluttered and after a few pumps of the gas and words of encouragement the hunk of junk managed to finally start and soon the trio was heading to the nearest port with a ferry to Fortuna.
Nero stepped off the ferry and onto the Fortuna docks taking a deep breath. That had been the longest drive and subsequent ferry ride of his life.
He had spent the vast majority of it cussing the red hunter and plotting numerous and horrible ways to murder him. It was a good thing they had docked when they had because he had almost gotten to the point on carrying out those plans.
Looking around he couldn't help but think about how the place hadn't changed at all, though it had only been a little more then a month since he had left.
Dante stretched back cracking as he moved to stand next to the ex-order member, his twin following behind him.
"So, when are we going to see your failed crush kid?"
Glaring at the red clad man the teen hissed, "she was not a failed crush. We just both decided to remain as siblings and her name is Kyrie."
"Sure, but you still got dumped."
The young devil swore and started to walk down the street choosing to ignore the two pairs of footsteps following behind him.
A few of the towns residents stared as they passed and Nero checked to make sure his devil bringer was fully hidden in its sling.
Living at Devil May Cry meant he hadn't had to worry about peoples fearful stares and gossip about his arm. He had felt comfortable leaving it uncovered not only in the shop but even when on missions around clients.
But it was different in Fortuna.
While Kyrie may have accepted him the rest of Fortuna feared anything demonic.
Which given his heritage and obvious demonic arm sadly also meant that despite the fact he had saved them all from the true demonic threat they would turn on him in a heartbeat and hunt him down if they saw his Devil Bringer.
It had made living in Fortuna stifling and he hadn't felt the slightest hint of sadness when he had left to search for Dante.
"So, where we going kid?"
Sighing the teen turned to look at the red devil behind him.
"We're heading to the cathedral. It's mostly repaired and Kyrie still sings for the order which is still intact despite everything that happened. It's amazing how strong people's blind devotion to faith can be."
Nero came to a stop at a small court yard that featured a fountain in its centre turning to where the remains of a hell gate and giant statue rested in the distance.
The red hunter came over and joined him in his musings.
"Doesn't feel like that long ago that we were standing right here after saving the world, huh kid?"
The teen nodded choosing to let the 'kid' remark go in favour of not ruining the moment, memories of how it seemed like his life had both ended and started in that instance filling his mind.
He had grown so much since then.
"Ne..Nero?"
The ex-order member looked over his shoulder to see an auburn haired young woman standing on the other side of the fountain. Grinning widely he quickly walked over to her, giving her a hug as he picked her up and spun around. Much to the red twin's amusement and the blue twin's distaste.
"Kyrie. I've missed you," he said finally setting her back down on the ground.
The songstress blushed and rested her hands on the teens chest, "I've missed you too."
A cough coming from behind them made Nero remember they weren't alone and with a sigh he walked towards the culprit with his hand, the one currently that wasn't in the sling held in hers.
"Kyrie you've already met Dante," the ex-order member gestured at said man, who gave a bow causing the young songstress to blush and give a small giggle.
"Hi Dante. Thanks for looking after Nero."
The red clad man smirked, "oh my pleasure, it's been a difficult job but I've managed to keep the kid out of trouble and in one piece."
Nero narrowed his eyes at the red hunter. The red devil was the one who got him into trouble most of the time in the first place due to his boredom. Which meant the teen was usually the one who got the raw deal in these incidents and often sported numerous bruises, wounds and aches from Dante making a situation even worse in favour of causing it to be more interesting.
Glancing nervously over at the blue clad man the songstress noticed he bore a striking resemblance to the red devil hunter.
"This is Vergil, Dante's twin. He moved in about two weeks ago," Nero explained.
Kyrie nodded and walked over to the blue devil and held out her hand.
"Hello I'm Kyrie. Nero's adopted sister. It's a pleasure to meet you Vergil."
The blue devil looked down at the offered hand and glared at it coldly before turning that chilly gaze to the woman it was connected to. The songstress froze unable to supress a shiver of fear.
Growling the teen was about ready to punch the obnoxiously conceited bastard when Dante grabbed Kyrie's shoulder spinning her around and started walking down the street.
"So, Kyrie I don't know about you but I'm famished. You wouldn't happen to know of any pizza places around here, would you?"
As the songstress started to explain that there was no pizza places in Fortuna, Vergil started to follow behind them, keeping a slight distance.
Nero exhaled angrily and after counting to ten ran to catch up. He wasn't going to let the blue twin's rude behaviour go, but for Kyrie's sake he'd suck it up for now.
Though that didn't mean he wouldn't give Vergil a sound beating when they were back at Devil May Cry.
When he caught up the ex-order member shot Dante a dirty look as the red hunter still had his arm resting over Kyrie's shoulders.
About to push that arm off he paused as he saw the red devil looking at his sling. Following the elders gaze he saw that the blue glow of his devil bringer was shining through his cast.
Before he could say anything though a huge explosion ripped through the air, causing the songstress to shriek and the devil hunters to crouch low and look around for the cause.
Screams rung out as terrified city dwellers ran by shouting about a demon attack.
Nero ignored them for the moment as he checked to see if Kyrie was alright and hadn't been hurt herself from the shock of the explosion. Only stopping in his fussing when he determined she was unhurt.
The twin hunters spotting smoke coming a few blocks away checked their gear in preparation for a fight.
"You ready kid," Dante asked, pulling out Ebony and Ivory spinning the guns in his hands.
Nero nodded, "Kyrie stay here," he said and went to stand up when he was stopped by the songstress grabbing his jacket.
Looking down at her he saw she had a determined look despite her pale face.
"I'm coming too."
The teen looked at her in shock before narrowing his eyes and yelling at her, "No, you're staying right here where it's safe. I'm not letting you put yourself in danger for no reason. You're not a demon hunter Kyrie."
Glaring back at him she yelled back, "so what if I'm not a demon hunter. How can I stand back when innocent people could be hurt."
They stood shooting daggers at each other before the songstress sighed and gently said, "besides, I know nothing bad will happen to me."
Nero frowned, "how do you know?"
She looked at him with those brown eyes of hers and smiled, "because you'll protect me."
Blinking in astonishment the ex-order member swiped his nose to cover his sudden embarrassment. "Fine, but make sure you stay behind me," he said giving her a hand to stand up.
The songstress nodded and squeezed his hand before they turned to look at the twins who had remained quiet during the exchange.
Dante was grinning like a Cheshire cat and kept winking at Nero causing the teen to blush even darker before swearing under his breath.
Meanwhile Vergil was looking extremely vexed at being made to wait.
Clapping his twin on the back and ignoring the death glare direct his way, Dante opened his arms wide, "alright, let's get this party started," he said before striding towards the sounds of screaming and destruction.
The others keeping pace behind him.
Ok so first off I apologise for ending it here and not introducing the stranger, but I'd rather write smaller and hopefully more frequent chapters, instead of larger and slower to come out chapters. (Of course this depends on my motivation and the amount of free time I can get when not working or been busy with life).
Secondly, please review and respond. This will greatly motivate me to keep writing this story as nothing is better then knowing people enjoy your work. I would love constructive criticism (though no flaming, don't just say it's crap, explain why it's crap) and please let me know if the Devil May Cry characters are too OC. I'm trying to keep them as in character as possible, though still let them grow and such.
Note: I have edited the layout so it should hopefully be easier to read now and have added the disclaimer which I cannot believe I forgot given how much fan fiction I've read.
Thanks for reading,
Shadow Wishes.