"It all started with a storm.. none of us can really explain where it came from or why it happened." Ben exhaled a puff of smoke before tossing the small remainder of his cigarette to the ground. "All I remember is blacking out and when I woke up I didn't know anything had happened, just fainted or something, yo' know?"
Dante was standing with his back against a wall, his arms folded across his chest as he looked over at Ben. It had been some days since they escaped, Dante had expected that to be the last time he seen Ben but he came looking for him.
"I didn't know Cassie was also affected until recently. She's so young I think she didn't realise it herself. Explains why her powers only come out when she's in distress."
Ben walked over to Dante while reaching into his pocket. When he pulled it out he had a photograph held between his fingers and handed it to Dante.
"So this is your sister, huh?" He replied in a low tone, his eyes glancing down at the child in the photograph. She was young, no more than seven or eight. He frowned at it, how could a girl so young be wanted by the government to be used as some secret weapon.
"I don't get it, what powers does she have?"
Dante was sitting in his usual spot behind his desk when Cassie decided to finally show her face. He didn't need to look up at her to know she was worried about coming down into the shop, she wasn't quiet ready to face Vergil.
"He's not in." He said with a sigh, flicking the page of the magazine he was reading. He could see from the corner of his eye that she was now looking over at him. She hurried down the stairs before running to the kitchen to put the kettle on.
"You know, I'm not afraid to face him."
She replied from the kitchen, her voice a lot louder than usual so that he could hear her. "Yeah, yeah. That's why you've been sitting in your room all day." He replied, knowing that she was going to continue denying that she was afraid of Vergil.
Cassie walked over toward the entrance of the kitchen and poked her head out. "No, I was nursing a hangover." She protested then turned her attention back to the kettle which had just boiled.
Dante was about to reply when the front door began to open and Vergil entered the shop. A playful smirk formed on his lips at his decision to take advantage of the situation. "So you're saying you're not a little bit scared of facing Vergil?" He yelled back. Vergil was about to speak out and ask why he was the subject of their conversation but Dante gestured for him to stay quiet.
"Why would I be afraid of him?"
"I don't know, maybe because you kind of embarrassed yourself in front of him. Oh please, don't kill me Vergil, please don't kill me." He teased, placing the magazine in his hands back on the table. Vergil gave his twin brother a look of confusion, not sure what was going on. Dante didn't say anything, just held his index finger up and mouthed the words 'One Minute'.
"No, I'm not embarrassed actually! And I'm not avoiding him. He might have that whole 'cold-hearted killer look' but it doesn't mean I'm shaking in my boots." She replied matter-of-factly. She had finished making her cup of tea and was making her way back into the shop. "Come on, he's not that sca-"
She stopped before finishing her sentence and nearly spilled half her cup of tea on the ground. "You were saying?" Dante said while fighting the urge to laugh. Vergil was gazing over at her, his stare as icy cold as she remembered.
"Umm..."
She was lost for words, not just because she wasn't sure what to say to him but also because Dante had purposely put her on the spot, knowing that Vergil would hear everything she said. "You're such a prick Dante." She finally found her voice and made her way over towards the couch.
"Ohh no you don't," Dante got to his feet quickly and stood in her way, "I want to be here for this." He had a smug look on his face as he looked at Cassie then to Vergil. "Come on Cassie, don't keep the man waiting.."
"Dante..."
Vergil finally spoke, his eyes on his brother who seemed to be taking pleasure in the uncomfortable atmosphere he was creating. Dante extended his hand to Vergil, urging him to stop talking immediately.
"No Vergil, it has to be done, isn't that right Cassie?"
Both brothers looked over to Cassie who was still standing there with a cup of tea in her hand. She bowed her head and allowed a soft sigh to pass her lips. "I'm sorry.." She mumbled softly.
"Not good enough. Do it properly!" Dante demanded. Once more Vergil was about to say something and once more Dante stopped him from speaking. Raising her head, Cassie would glare at Dante momentarily then turn her attention to Vergil. It was incredibly hard to hold eye contact with him, those seemingly soulless blue orbs sent a shiver of fear to her very core.
"I'm sorry that I over-reacted the other night and I'm sorry I was convinced you were going to kill me." She spoke quickly then attempted to walk past the two brothers only to have Dante stop her.
"Dante I swear if you don't-"
"Ah, ah! You have to make sure Vergil has accepted your apology."
Cassie was about to throw her cup of tea in Dante's face when Vergil finally spoke, at least this time Dante didn't stop him from talking. "Apology accepted... Even though it was pathetic."
Cassie's jaw dropped as she turned her head to look at him. She was gobsmacked that he had accepted her apology yet threw it back in her face at the same time. However, Dante stepped in before she had a chance to enter an insult battle with Vergil.
"Okaaay, we're all good so now we can go back to playing happy families."
He didn't move in fear that Cassie would lunge at Vergil, leading Vergil to retaliate and he didn't want another fight in the shop. The two stood on either side of Dante, even though both of them remained silent he knew that they were ready to exchange verbal abuse to one another.
"I don't have time for this."
Vergil finally spoke, turning to head for the bathroom. No doubt Vergil was going to have a shower after spending the day working on a case with Trish. At least it meant he wouldn't be in the same room as Cassie. Dante slowly looked down at the brunette who wore an unpleasant look on her face.
"What?" He said with a faint sigh. If she couldn't give out to Vergil she would surely double what she had in store for Dante.
"Don't you 'what' me! You know exactly what you done." She snapped, walking past him and heading to the staircase.
"Ah come on, it was funny, for me at least."
She turned to glare at him, ready to take the house down with what she had to say for him. But she held her tongue. After all, she was under house arrest for the next while, she had plenty of time to get her revenge.
