Alright so here we have the introductions of Nero's twin. I actually spent all of my day off finishing this chapter (I only had the first page done). It took such a long time because I had to keep stopping to look stuff up. While it was interesting I had to keep adjusting bits of this chapter to make sure it all fitted into place.

-Reviews Thanks-

laciesoputan: Thanks for the kind review and for allowing me to use the name for Nero and the twin's mother. It was just too pretty not to use.

13Y-O Fictioner: Hehe, thanks. I'm glad you like my OC. I quite like her myself. Hopefully I'll be able to keep your attention.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Devil May Cry or the characters from it. I do enjoy playing the games though.

EDIT: 18-10-2022
Reason- Editing Punctuation, Spelling, Grammar and some Layout. No Major story changes.

Devil Children

Chapter 3

The now revealed female watched the three devils and one human gape at her in amazement. When Nero made the statement, 'you're a girl' she tilted her head as if fitting the pieces of a puzzle together.

"Ah," she remarked.

With the loose black robes she'd been wearing, her appearance and any distinguishing features were completely hidden. It wasn't surprising to have been mistaken for a male.

It seemed this was also the reason that the songstress had given her some of the ex-order members clothes instead of some of her own.

Now that the initial shock had faded Dante moved onto getting a better look at the female hunter.

The similarities between herself and the kid were uncanny.

Smooth pale skin, blue eyes a few shades darker then his own or Vergil's, soft pink lips, the iconic white hair they all shared and of course that devil bringer which was her left arm.

With such close features, it couldn't be denied that she had some connection to the little punk.

There was differences though, apart from the obvious main one. The girls devil bringer was slimmer and less bulky then the teens own.

More elegant and feminine, which he guessed kind of made sense given that she was female.

Her white hair flowed down her backs to her hips and she had swept her long blood red fringe, which he assumed was dyed but you could never rule something out with regards to demonic blood, to the left except for one odd part that seemed to settle just in between her eyebrows.

His eyes dropped from the female hunter's hair to her body which was only clad in one of the kids sleeveless red hoodies.

Damn it may have covered all the naughty or as Dante preferred to call them 'fun' bits but it still couldn't hide the slim form and lush curves that were no doubt soft and inviting.

She was an inch of two shorter than the kid, maybe even shorter then Lady. If it wasn't for the devil arm she'd look like the perfect target for any demon, human or otherwise. But even without his devil whispering in his head he could tell this girl was a lot stronger then her form suggested.

"Hey kid, she looks a lot better in that then you do," Dante said with a smirk.

Nero turned to glare at him, "shut it you perverted old man."

As the two began to trade barbs back and forth in their usual manner the stranger looked down at herself.

She didn't get what was so shocking. Granted she wasn't wearing pants or even underwear for that fact, but it wasn't like she was naked.

None of the other clothes the auburn-haired woman had given her, even remotely fitted.

Her right arm gave a small shudder and she tilted her head to inspect it.

This seemed to snap the songstress out of her mortified daze. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry. I was meant to treat your wound."

Jumping from her seat the fortunan girl quickly went to get her first aid kit from where she had stashed it and then gesturing for the stranger to sit in the armchair Kyrie had just vacated.

While most first aid boxes were tiny compact little boxes, Kyrie's was a monster of a tool box that the songstress could barely lift and made a loud thunk when it had been set down on the floor.

The girl quietly sat watching as the songstress dug through the first aid kit for the supplies she would need.

Reaching up she tilted the strangers arm so she could examine the wound on otherwise unblemished pale skin.

Two deep gashes ran down the length of her arm and though it wasn't bleeding anymore the area around the wound was swollen and bruised.

The songstress quickly disinfected the wound before placing some gauze and tape over the cuts and wrapping a bandage around it.

When she had finished, she wiped her brow and smiled faintly at the girl, "there all done."

The stranger looked down at the wound and let a finger trace over the bandages.

"Thank you," she said turning to look at the songstress, "but you didn't need to treat my injury. It will be fully healed in only a few hours."

Kyrie began packing up the first aid kit and shrugged, "that may be so, but I just can't leave someone alone if they are injured. I need to help them. Even if my help is completely unnecessary."

The girl seemed to think about this for a while before nodding, "I understand."

She shifted her eyes to the three devils who had watched the whole procedure in silence.

Now that Kyrie had finished playing nurse the room became thick with tension, causing the songstress to nervously bite her lower lip as she worried that the hunters may attack the stranger she had just patched up if they didn't get the answers they wanted.

Or if the stranger proved to be a threat.

Seemingly immune to all this though, the girl remained sitting in the chair Kyrie had forced them in and picked up one of the fresh sandwiches placed on the table the auburn-haired woman had brought from the kitchen earlier to go with the drinks and begun nibbling on it.

Vergil glared daggers at the huntress as she didn't show the slightest sign of discomfort being in a room with three strange devils.

He was used to his presence intimidating people and it annoyed him greatly that this girl didn't seem to find him intimidating at all.

Dante couldn't help but smile at the guts this girl has, to be able to sit contently and snack while among strangers.

Especially strangers that were capable of killing her.

Though he didn't think it would come to that.

Hoped it didn't come to that.

Nero was the one to speak first. "Who are you? Why do you have a devil bringer like me? Why are you here? Where did you come from? How were you able to fight those demons like that? Do you know about my p-?"

The teen began spouting questions of rapidly before the red devil interrupted him.

"Hang on a sec kid. How can she answer anything if you don't give her room to reply?"

The ex-order member turned to glare at him an impatient look upon his face.

Moments passed as everyone waited for her to speak, but the huntress just continued to slowly consume her sandwich quietly.

It finally got to the point where Vergil made to draw Yamato when the girl finished the last bite of her meal and spoke. "My name is Shiro."

Dante tilted his head," Shiro huh? Doesn't sound too girly."

"It is pretty accurate if unoriginal," his twin responded.

"Why do you say that Verge?"

Vergil shot daggers at the red hunter and sighed. He forgot how much of an idiot his brother was.

"Shiro means 'white' in Japanese. There is off course other variations but that is the most likely meaning in this case."

Dante looked at the girl again and the snow-white hair the same shade as their own. "Oh, guess that makes sense."

His twin resisted the urge to stab his brother and turned to look at the girl waiting for her to answer the other questions the boy had asked but his twin spoke again.

"I guess we should introduce ourselves too."

"No need," Shiro replied making Dante blink in surprise.

"You're Dante and your twin over there is Vergil. You two are the legendary sons of Sparda."

The red hunter smirked, "guess our reputation precedes us, hey Verge?"

The blue hunter just chose to ignore him for his own sanity.

Turning away from them the girl looked at the ex-order member and songstress. "I am unaware of your names though."

The songstress smiled, "Oh, sorry I have introduced myself yet. I'm Kyrie and this is Nero."

Shiro looked at the teen, "Nero."

Nero frowned as she spoke his name, as if testing how it sounded.

He saw her trail her eyes to his devil bringer hidden in its sling.

Even hidden from view those with demonic heritage could sense it.

The complex he had about his arm caused the teen to become irritated and snap, "what are you staring at? You never answered my other questions. Why is your arm like mine?"

He yanked his arm out of the sling and removed the bandages revealing his devil bringer.

Shiro looked at her left arm and then to Nero's, eventually turning her gaze from his arm to his face, those ocean blue eyes the exact image of his own.

"The reason I have this devil bringer as you call it, should be obvious. We are siblings, twins if I am to be specific."

"WHAT!?" Nero exclaimed.

Everyone sat there in shock at Shiro's sudden announcement.

While it had been kind of obvious, to have it suddenly confirmed was still surprising.

The ex-order member had been alone his whole life with no clue as to who his parents were, only his adopted siblings as his family.

Now to find out he had a sister, it was almost laughable and he would have called her a liar if it wasn't for the fact that he knew she wasn't.

The similarities were too great, the devil bringer she bore an undeniable testament to the truth.

Dante punched his arm lightly snapping him out of his stupor. "Good for you kid. You have an older twin sister."

"That is incorrect," Shiro stated.

As the occupants of the room stared at her she began to explain.

"Nii-san is actually the elder twin. What's more, we are fraternal twins rather than identical, which is why our demonic signatures are different."

Nero frowned, "nii-san?"

"It's a Japanese term for older brother," Vergil explained.

"Oh," Nero replied, swiping his nose in embarrassment.

Dante was staring at Shiro with a look of concentration.

"What do you know? Your demonic signatures are similar which proves you're siblings, but looking at the quantity of power they're different. Your demonic heritage is stronger than the kids."

"Huh? What do you mean old man?" Nero asked scowling.

The red hunter sighed, "I'm saying she has more demon in her that you do."

Shiro nodded, "yes, that is correct. If I had to guess I am 60% devil while nii-san is only 40%."

The teen frowned looking at Dante, "does that mean she's stronger that you?"

"No," the huntress answered his question instead, "the sons of Sparda are untainted descendants of the Sparda clan bloodline. Our grandfather chose a lower ranking demon outside the noble clans for his partner so our demonic heritage is weaker. Even though I am more demon I would still say I am weaker than the sons of Sparda. That is also without taking into account their extra experience from been elder."

Nero placed his head in his hands as he processed all this.

He remembered what Sanctus had said when they were fighting once.

About how he contained the blood of Sparda. "So, we are related to the dark knight Sparda then?"

Shiro nodded, "yes, though not directly. Our father was Valerius cousin to Sparda. We are second cousins to the sons of Sparda. When demons refer to the blood of Sparda, it is not always about the dark knight Sparda himself but also the blood of our clan. Although our blood is lesser quality, it is still powerful. Sparda's name isn't even Sparda but the great demon Mundus prevented any from recording and speaking it when he sided against him so it has been lost to time."

'That explained why Sanctus could use my blood then' the ex-order member thought, choosing to ignore the rest of that loaded statement before realising what else she had said. "Wait, I'm related to the old man?"

The huntress nodded, "yes, though distantly."

Nero scowled and turned to Dante, "so why didn't you tell me anything?"

Dante looked at his twin, who sighed before he began to explain.

"While we knew, you were related to us in some way we didn't know exactly how. The only thing we could confirm was that you had inherited Sparda's blood. We don't know as much about the house of Sparda as we would like. Much of the history has been lost or forgotten for good reason. I am surprised she knows so much about it," he stated turning to look at Shiro.

The huntress tilted her head at him, "I did a variety of research while I was looking for nii-san. It was why I came to this place, where I had heard one of the sons of Sparda had been. I was hoping to find some clues as to your whereabouts and from there hopefully find information that could lead to nii-san. I didn't expect for you to come to me."
Kyrie spoke up, "so that is why you were here?"

She had remained silent throughout the whole conversation not quite understanding everything apart from her being Nero's younger sister.

She had mixed feelings about it as the auburn-haired woman felt happy that the young hunter had family but slightly sad at the fact she was now no longer his only sister.

Especially since she and Nero were not siblings by blood like Shiro was.

"Yes. I came here to find nii-san."

The young devil frowned at her suddenly angry, "why? Why now after all this time? What reason do you have to find me?"

Shiro watched his angry outburst without emotion, "You're right. It is selfish of me to see you now after all this time apart. I was unaware of your existence for many years and even when I finally learnt the truth I had no idea where to begin looking. It took a long time before I even found a clue which led me here. As to why I wanted to find you. Well I felt the need to explain to you what, you…no we are. Though it seems like you have already found out."

Nero rolled his eyes, "yeah I found out I was different the day my arm changed. The old man filled in the gaps of knowledge I didn't know."

Nodding the female devil then said, "that was the first part, the second part was to tell you about our parents."

The teen's ears perked up at that.

He couldn't hide the fact that he had always wanted to know about his parents.

'Who they were?' 'Had they abandoned him?' 'Where were they?' With many more besides.

Meeting Dante had cleared up some of the mysteries he had about himself but it didn't answer those questions.

Giving his full attention to Shiro the ex-order member waited for her to continue.

"As you have probably guessed our father was a demon while our mother was human. Our father died not long after he impregnated our mother. The final remains of the Sparda clan eliminated except for us here."

"What about our mother? Is she still alive?" Nero asked worryingly.

Shiro lowered her eyes, "no. She was killed."

The ex-order member cursed in frustration and anger.

So, both his parents were dead. Right back to square one.

All this time he had held onto the hope that maybe one day he would be able to finally meet them and now it would never happen. Snarling angrily, he questioned Shiro, "who did it? Who was the one to kill our mother?"

The huntress finally raised her eyes to pierce his, "me. I was the one who killed her."

The teen along with everyone else in the room regarded her with shock.

"Ummm, you must be kidding, right?" The songstress said a forced smile on her face.
Shiro just shook her head.

Nero growled, "explain yourself! Now!"

The only reason he wasn't leaping at her right now is he wanted answers.

The stress of learning he has a sister and that the same sister had killed his mother was threatening to tear his mind apart.

He should really take time to be able to process everything but he wanted, no needed to know the answer now.

Instead of answering the huntress instead asked a question of her own.

"Your arm….the devil bringer….you said it changed? Was it normal before then?"

The young devil glared at her as she continued to avoid telling him what he wanted to know.

"Yes, it was normal until a few years back. It got damaged in a demon attack, Kyrie was about to be killed by them and this…. energy just ran through me and my arm changed. It's kind of difficult to explain. "

Shiro looked down at her own devil bringer, "I see. Mine has been with me since birth. You were easily born but I was much more difficult. You can imagine what this arm can do to a human. It is after all a weapon. Our mother didn't stand a chance of surviving after such a childbirth."

Kyrie frowned and patted the huntress hand, who seemed surprised at the form of comfort. "It wasn't your fault. You couldn't help that."

Dante nodded, "she's right. You're not to blame for her death Shiro."

The female devil shook her head, "no. I was the one who killed her. While I may have been but a new born babe and had no control over the genetics that gave me this arm. It is still an undeniable fact that it was because of me that she died. I'm the one that killed her. Nothing you say can change this truth."

Nero looked at the huntress his anger fading away.

He had been furious when she had said she'd killed his mother, thought that it had perhaps been in cold blood.

The truth was much more sorrowful.

Even though it was an accident, the circumstances beyond her control, she still chose to bear the blame for the death of their mother and bear the title murder.
He looked down at his right hand and flexed the claws of his devil bringer.

The teen knew full well how deadly it could be, how it would easily able it would be to kill a human with it.

He still felt disgusted by the thing at times, especially when people would stare and flinch upon seeing it.

Living at Devil May Cry had helped lessen those feelings and he'd begun to accept his right arm more, but those old feelings were still beneath the surface.
He couldn't imagine having this cursed arm since birth.

"I don't blame you...Shiro. I can't even imagine what it would have been like to have had this arm for my whole life. You may believe you're a monster but you didn't kill our mother in cold blood. I...forgive you…..sister," Nero said scratching his nose in embarrassment.

Shiro blinked at him in shock before pink bloomed across her cheeks and she gave a small nod looking down at her hands.

The teen smiled at her childlike behaviour and heard Dante chuckle next to him.

Elbowing the red devil in the ribs and ignoring the old man's hiss of pain he asked her, "so what happened after you were born?"

Finally regaining her former composure, the huntress answered, "we were discovered by a faction of travelling devil hunters. Seeing my arm they knew I couldn't have a place among normal society. So they took me to their headquarters in Japan and trained me to become a devil hunter. They thought only I had had inherited the demonic blood and so placed you in an orphanage."

"I see," the ex-order member sighed.

It made sense now as to why he had grown up in an orphanage before been taken in by Kyrie's parents and inducted into the order.

While he wouldn't say, he thought he was normal as a child he hadn't thought he was because he was part demon either.

Only later when his arm had changed and he'd met Dante had he became aware of that fact.

"What was our mother's name?" he asked.

Shiro looked at him and for the first time gave a small smile. "Her name was Lumina."

The teen let the name roll around in his mind.

It was beautiful, he wished he could have met the woman it had belonged to but he would have to be content just knowing her name. Still he felt closer to his mother now.

"That's everything I wanted to tell you," the female devil announced.

Nero finally knew about his past, however little there was to it.

While it wasn't all a happy story he at least knew more about himself and his circumstances.

He'd also found out he wasn't alone.

"What are you going to do now?" he asked Shiro.

The huntress tilted her head thinking.

"Well, I'd only planned this far. I've told you everything I needed so I guess I might just wander around killing the demons of this land for awhile. I haven't come across these species of demon's before. It'll be good to learn more about them so I can be a more efficient devil hunter."

Having decided her next move Shiro stood up and bowed her head to them.

"Thank you for your hospitality. I'm sorry for all the trouble I may have caused and I hope to see you all again one day."

She began to strap her weapons back on, many disappearing from sight and made to leave.

Nero stood not wanting to let his new found little sister leave.

He'd only just found out he had family, he didn't want to let it go now.

The teen knew this made him seem like a child clutching at some small comfort of home and family but he couldn't stop himself.

He'd only just gained this and he couldn't lose it now.

Making a move to stop her he looked behind him as Dante put an arm on his shoulder, giving him a wink.

"Shiro, why don't you come live with us at Devil May Cry?"

The huntress turned to look at him confused. She wasn't the only one.

The others were looking at Dante with dumbfounded looks upon their faces.

"Why would you invite me to live with you? I am still basically a stranger to you," she pointed out to him.

Dante shrugged, "maybe I don't know everything about you, but I wouldn't call you a stranger. Besides you're the kids baby sister. Family is important, you should stick together."

Shiro shifted her feet unsure about it.

The red devil grinned as he played his trump card, "besides, we get a lot of work for demon slaying. You'd be able to kill plenty of them without having to go searching for them. Plus, Verge is quite knowledgeable about demon kind, he can explain about demons you haven't seen before. It's always good to have a home base, right?"

The huntress looked at the ground before coming to stand in front of him. "Alright."

Dante grinned and shook her hand making the much shorter girl stumble. "Great, good to have you."

He felt the kid relax next to him.

He knew what it was like to lose your family. He didn't want the kid to experience the pain of watching your sibling leave you behind.

It still woke him up at nights.

The red hunter felt his twin glaring at him.

"When did I agree to this Dante?"

"Come on Verge, lighten up. The more the merrier right," the red devil said.

His twin just scowled at him, "no."

"Well Devil May Cry belongs to me so it's not up to you," Dante replied smugly.

He dodged the slash from Yamato aimed at him and smirked, "ya missed bro."

Vergil narrowed his eyes and went to strike him again, his twins hands raised when the songstress coughed politely.

"Now now. It's rude to start a fight in someone else's house. You can resume this when you get back home. I already have enough of a mess to clean up in regards to the city without my home been trashed as well."

Yay! That's the end of Chapter 3. Hope you enjoyed it. Coincidently it is actually the longest chapter so far.

So I spent a lot of time looking up family tree's and drawing my own ones working out how to have Shiro and Nero be related to our favourite sons of Sparda. At first they were going to be first cousin's once removed but I really didn't want to have to write that all the time so I made them Second cousins. It's also interesting in that while looking that up I found that most places in America do no allow you to marry you cousin, some do with exceptions, most will allow you to marry a first cousin once removed and nearly all will let you marry a second cousin. Even more shocking is that my own country Australia does let you marry your first cousin. I didn't actually know this, so I learnt something today, lol.

Also while looking up some names I ended up looking up the meanings of the characters names. I thought it was interesting so I'm going to share it here.

Shiro-It changes meaning depending on how you write it. As a name it means 'castle' but it is also the word used for the colour 'white'. In this story I'm using it in the colour context. It is also a masculine name, so when Dante say's it doesn't sound girly he isn't wrong. I still like it as her name though.

Nero-Means 'strong, vigorous.' Some translate it as 'dark, black'.

Dante-Means 'enduring'.

Vergil-Means 'flourishing, vigil'.

Eva-Means 'life, living one'.

Sparda-Means 'sword'.

Lumina-Originally spelt Lumena means 'light/shine'. Again credit for this name goes to laciesoputan

Valerius- Means 'to be strong'. I thought this tied in well with Nero's name and they are both roman.

Okay so that's about everything.

Thanks for reading. Please review and respond. I love hearing what you all think, especially if it'll help improve my writing and this story.

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