Nero and Dante were still riding on their meteor. Nero was no longer chasing Dante because he didn't have the energy. They were both on the verge of starvation. They just sat there staring off into space (literally in this case) hoping they would find another planet soon. However, they still had the energy to argue. "Nero," Dante said.
"What?"
"If we don't find a planet soon, we'll starve. But if one of us were to eat the other, then the other one might live long enough to find a planet. We should decide how we'll figure out who gets to live," Dante said.
"Are you serious? Well, if so, why not decide through combat?" Nero asked.
"Cause that could cause both of us to die," Dante said.
"Well, fine, seeing as I'm younger and therefore haven't lived as long I should get to live," Nero said.
"No way, I've saved the world more times than you so I deserve to live more," Dante argued.
"Only because you're older and have had more opportunities!" Nero argued back. They continued to argue until Dante finally came up with an idea.
"Rock scissors paper," he said.
"That's what is gonna decide who lives? Fine, you're on," Nero said. They played it several times cause they kept tying until... "Hah! I win, I hope you taste good!" Nero said cheerfully.
"I always knew my luck sucked. What a great way to die, eaten by your nephew," Dante complained.
"Wait, what?" Nero asked in surprise.
"Oh yeah, I never told you. You're the son of my deceased brother, Vergil. He was my identical twin. I was forced to kill him cause he turned evil," Dante explained.
"I never knew! I can't eat my uncle even if I do hate him!" Nero exclaimed.
"Okay, I'll eat you then," Dante said cheerfully.
"You would eat your long-lost nephew!? What's wrong with you!?" Dante was about to reply when he stopped and stared past Nero with a surprised, happy look. "What's up with you?" Nero asked.
"We don't have to eat each other! There's another planet!" Dante said cheerfully while pointing at something over Nero's shoulder. Nero turned around and saw a large, normal (not ring-shaped) planet that wasn't far off.
"Yes! We won't starve!" Nero yelled cheerfully.
After the Crash
"Well, this place seems a lot better than the last planet we were on," Dante said cheerfully.
"Yeah, it's beautiful and, if my eyes don't deceive me, there's a city nearby!" Nero said.
"Let's check it out!"
"I hope it's full of pretty girls!" Nero said with excitement.
"And pizza!" Dante added. They both ran toward it. "This isn't a normal city. It looks like it's from the middle ages," he pointed out.
"So? If there are humans there I don't care," Nero replied. They walked up to the gate. What if the guards want to know who we are? I won't be able to come up with a good lie that quick and I'm sure Dante won't either Nero thought worriedly. However, the guards just let them pass right into the city. Huh, I expected it to be harder than that.
"They all look human to me!" Dante said happily.
"Yep, but you do realize they won't have invented pizza," Nero said with a smirk.
"What!? Nooo!" Dante wailed. Several people gave him strange looks as they walked by.
"Stop making such a commotion," Nero said.
"That's easy for you to say! What if this city had no girls in it? You would complain too!" Dante sobbed.
"Oh just shut up," Nero growled. Dante continued to look forlorn as they walked through the city. "Excuse me, could you tell me the name of this city?" Nero asked a guard.
"Are you serious? This is the Imperial City! The capital of the empire of Tamriel!" the guard exclaimed.
"Sorry, but we're outsiders. We come from a foreign land that isn't part of the empire," Nero explained.
"Oh, what's its name?" the guard asked.
"Fortuna," Nero answered.
"Hmmm, never heard of it. Well, if you need directions, just ask," the guard said.
"We do need directions, could you please tell me where the nearest bar is? I need to drown my sorrows in some beer, not to mention I'm starving," Dante said.
"Bar? Do you mean tavern?" the guard asked.
"Yeah, tavern," Dante said.
"There are several taverns in the city. The cheaper ones are Luther Broad's Boarding House, The Foaming Flask, The Bloated Float, and the Merchants Inn. The more expensive ones are The All-Saints Inn, The Tiber Septim Hotel, and the King and Queen Tavern. The closest one is the Merchants Inn because we're in the Merchants District," the guard explained.
"What other districts are there?" Nero asked. The guard named off each one.
"Oh yeah, and the Arena. It's one of the most popular spots in the city. There you can watch and bet on fights or you can sign up for the blue or yellow team and fight to the death, for fame and money," the guard said.
"That sounds fun, I'll go join up right now!" Nero said excitedly.
"Well, it closes at 9:00 P.M. and it's 10 right now," the guard said.
"Oh, well, I'll just sign up tomorrow then Let's go, Dante," Nero said. He looked around. "Dante? Where did that idiot go!?"
"Your friend? He left when I told 'em where the nearest tavern was," the guard said.
"Thanks for all the info!" Nero yelled as he ran off to find the Merchants Inn.
15 Minutes Later
"I finally found it!" Nero said. He opened the door and stepped in. There were merchants everywhere talking about their shops, how much money they made, how many customers they got, and arguing over whose shop was the best. Nero spotted Dante in the corner glaring at everyone nearby. "What's wrong with you?"
"I can't buy any beer! This guy says I have to have 'Septims' whatever the hell those are!" Dante growled.
"Don't worry, I found a way for us to make money. We can join the arena!" Nero said. He explained everything to Dante.
"I'll agree to it if you join the opposing team. I want to fight you," a now happy Dante said.
"I wanna fight you too," Nero said with a grin.
"Now then, where do we eat and sleep?" Dante asked.
"Um, I don't know..." Nero said as they walked out of the tavern. Dante had asked for a room when the man told him he had to have Septims again. Dante had lost it and started yelling at the man, demanding he take his cash. Next thing they knew a large Nord bouncer was tossing them out. Dante had been ready to attack the bouncer but Nero had held him back, pointing out that this situation was his fault. They wandered about searching for a place to sleep. "Let's knock on someone's door and ask if they'll let us stay," Nero suggested.
"I doubt they will, we are strangers after all," Dante said.
"It won't hurt to try." They wandered into the Temple District and started knocking on a random door.
"Who are you?" a woman asked as she opened the door.
"I'm hungry!" Dante shouted.
"Ignore him, please. I'm Nero and this is my... uncle, Dante."
"What do you and your rude uncle want?" she asked.
"We desperately need some food and a place to sleep," Nero said.
"I don't invite beggars into my house. You'll likely murder me in my sleep and steal everything I have!" she accused.
"We aren't beggars. We have money, but it's not Septims. We come from a foreign land," Nero explained.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll let you stay here but on one condition," she said.
"Spit it out before I eat you!" Dante yelled. Nero elbowed him very hard in the ribs. "Ow!" Dante whined.
"What is it?" Nero asked.
"Allow me to teach you of the Nine Divines and their blessings," she said with a sweet smile.
"Nine Divines? Are those your gods? Sorry, but me and religion don't mix," Dante said.
"Once you've heard how kind and generous they are that will change!" she exclaimed. Dante was opening his mouth to say something but Nero elbowed him before he could.
"She's offering us free food! So shut up!" Nero hissed.
"Fine," Dante grumbled while rubbing his side and glaring at Nero.
"We'll listen to what you have to say," Nero said.
"Thank you. You're such a polite boy, unlike your uncle," she said while giving Dante a look. Dante decided not to reply so he wouldn't get another elbow to the ribs. "My name is Alessia Ottus, now come on in," she said with a smile. They both went in and started shoving as much food into their mouths as would fit. I can't believe this! They're like pigs. I expected better of the boy, she thought haughtily. She sat there, giving them snobbish looks through the whole meal.
I would love to blow a couple new holes into this girl's face... Dante thought angrily.
I don't like her but she mocked Dante and she gave me food so I won't complain Nero thought. After their meal, she had them sit down in the living room and she began to preach. Dante fell asleep a few of minutes into it and Nero sat there and yawned a lot and looked like he was ignoring everything she said.
This boy is as bad as his uncle! She thought angrily. Soon after, Nero fell asleep. "May the Nine punish your insolence as they see fit," she prayed smugly. Nero had still been slightly awake and had heard her.
Must not rip her head off he thought groggily. She walked off to join her husband, who was already asleep.
The Next Day
Nero yawned and stretched. He looked over and saw that Dante was still asleep. I guess I'll let him get his sleep Nero thought. Alessia walked into the room.
"Ah, so the first of the lazy bums is awake," she said. He made no comment. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, I did," he said.
"That's good, even if it was rude of you to sleep while I was talking," she said snobbishly.
Mustn't. Beat her. Into the ground repeatedly. With the Devil Bringer he thought as he tried to hold back his temper. Dante yawned and sat up.
"Can we go now?" he asked.
"What time is it?" Nero asked her.
"11:00 A.M., most people get up around 8," she said.
"Well, excuse me for being really tired after a long trip in which I almost starved to death and even considered eating my nephew," Dante muttered while glaring at her.
"Eating your nephew? Are you a Nord? Cause you act barbaric enough to be one!" she exclaimed.
"One more word, lady. One more word..." Dante threatened.
"You dare threaten me after I took you into my house!?" she shouted.
"Come on, Dante. Let's go sign up for the arena," Nero said quickly.
"The arena? I knew you two were fools but I'm still surprised. You want to get yourself killed right after getting here?" she said.
"That's it you're dead!" Dante shouted. Nero pulled him back with the Devil Bringer. He grabbed Dante and tried to hold him back but he tore his arm off of him and in the process tore the long sleeve Nero had used to hide his arm.
"What monstrous creature are you!?" she exclaimed when she saw his arm.
"I just used this arm to save you from a beating!" he exclaimed.
"Stay back, deadra!" she yelled.
"Dante, have at her, but on one condition. Let me pound her too!" Nero yelled.
The Black Horse Courier
When Hastrel Ottus came home from work this evening, he discovered his beloved wife mutilated horribly. She had apparently been badly beaten. It is believed someone was offended by her books and took their revenge. She will recover, in several months. Some say it's a tragedy while others believe she deserved it for all the terrible, racist things she wrote.
Shortly After the Beating of Alessia
Nero and Dante were headed to the arena. "Hey, Nero, I got a question," Dante said.
"What?" Nero asked.
"How did you manage to hold back your temper for so long? You never have before."
"I don't know, I guess I just got better at controlling it," Nero said with a shrug.
"Which team will you join? Blue or Yellow?" Dante asked.
"Blue I guess," Nero said. Dante laughed. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing, is that the arena up ahead? I'll race ya!" Dante shouted as he took off.
"You're on!" Nero yelled as he ran after him.
Several Minutes Later
They had gotten directions to which bloodwork they needed to go in. "See ya later," Nero said with a wave as he headed to the blue team bloodworks. Dante just waved back as he left. Nero stepped into the bloodworks. "I'm here to join," he said to a grumpy looking guy in iron armor.
"You? Ha! You won't last a minute! Now get out!" the guy yelled.
"I'm joining whether you like it or not, and if you don't let me I'll just have to beat you until you let me join," Nero threatened.
"I'd like to see you try!" the man said with a laugh.
"You're on!" Nero shouted as he reached for his sword.
"Wait! You're only allowed to fight in the ring. I'll let you join cause your bravery, and stupidity, amuse me. Now get into this raiment. You have to wear it to compete," the man growled.
"Not gonna happen, you couldn't pay me to wear that," Nero growled.
"It's the rules! Anyway, you're not even wearing armor! You would die with the first blow!" the man exclaimed.
"I don't plan on getting hit so I don't need it," Nero replied.
"Wear it or leave," the man growled.
"Fine, where can I change?" Nero asked.
"Right here," the man replied with a grin.
"Sorry but I'm not into guys," Nero replied with a smirk.
"What? I'm NOT gay! If you can't change clothing in front of someone then there's no way you can fight with somebody to the death!" he yelled.
"Whatever," Nero replied. He changed into the raiment.
"Now then, my name is Owyn and I'm in charge down here," Owyn said. Then Owyn explained all the rules. "Now get out there and fight!" he yelled. As Nero walked off he gave the man the finger. Owyn looked like he might explode. No one has ever been stupid enough to challenge me! He thought in anger and shock. Nero looked over his opponent. It was a large, angry-looking orc with a big silver axe.
"Well aren't you a looker? I hope your ugly disease isn't contagious," Nero said.
"Arrgh!" it yelled as it charged him. He easily dodged it and then revved up the Red Queen. He sliced it across the back and it collapsed spraying blood.
"He thought I wouldn't last a minute against him? I'm offended," Nero said cockily. He collected his money from a furious and embarrassed Owyn.
Meanwhile...
Dante had walked into the yellow team bloodworks. "I'm here to join," he said.
"Really? You're too much of a pretty boy to be any good a fighter!" the girl yelled.
"Pretty boy? That's a new one... Well, looks can be deceiving, lady," Dante said.
"Lady? No one has ever dared to call me that!" she screamed.
"Calm down. You'll ruin that beautiful face," he taunted.
"Did you just mock me?" she screeched.
"Well, in the face you're lacking, but as for the chest..." Dante said with a grin.
"Get out before I kill you!"
"No way, I'm not leaving till I've killed something."
"Fine! I hope you die!" she screamed. A yellow team member ran over and tried to calm her down. After a while, she stopped looking murderous. She managed to explain the rules and handed him his raiment.
"This thing is hideous, I ain't putting that on," he said with disgust.
"It's the rules so take it or leave," she growled. He whined for a while before putting it on. He entered his match. He was against a High Elf mage. He easily shot her before she could hit him with her spells. The crowd gasped.
"How did he do that? He just pointed some metal object at her and then it made a noise and she fell over!" one person exclaimed.
"Maybe it's some new, fancy bow," someone else said. Dante was oblivious to all this as he went to collect his award.
Sometime Later
Nero and Dante had breezed through their matches. They had also managed to only disable their opponents and not kill them. After a while, it was finally the match between the two of them. They were both exited. "You know, I've won all of our fights before now," Dante said cockily.
"None of those were real fights," Nero replied.
"Yeah, I was holding back," Dante replied.
"So was I," Nero said.
"Well, let's go!" Dante shouted. They fought for quite a while. Nero ran forward and sliced at Dante with the Red Queen. Dante blocked. Nero used the Devil Bringer to grab the Rebellion and try to tug it from his grasp. Dante fired at him with the Ivory. Nero dodged to the side and ripped the Rebellion out of his hand. Dante pulled out the Ebony and opened fire on him. Nero shot the bullets out of the air with the Blue Rose. Then he charged at him. Dante continued to fire but Nero used both the Rebellion and Red Queen to block the bullets. Then he lunged at Dante. Dante dodged the Red Queen but the Rebellion was rammed through his gut. He leaped back away from Nero and pulled it out. "Thanks for returning it," he panted.
"No prob," Nero replied with a grin. They continued to fight until eventually Dante knocked Nero down and sat on him.
"Say uncle," he said with a grin. Nero grumbled and growled. "Sorry, couldn't catch that," Dante said with an even bigger grin.
"Fine, uncle!" Nero growled. Dante laughed and stood up. Then Nero rammed the Red Queen through him. Dante just stared at it in surprise. Then Nero started revving it up. Dante yelled in pain and ripped it out of himself. He backed up and glared at Nero.
"Cheater," he growled while grimacing.
"When I said it I was only referring to you, uncle," Nero said with a grin.
"Let's have one last go," Dante suggested.
"You're on!" Nero shouted. They rushed at each other and sliced at the same time. They both stood there for a little bit. Dante collapsed spraying blood. Nero walked over to his limp form. "You still alive?"
"Ugh," Dante moaned.
"Looks like I wi-" Nero was cut short by Dante tackling him to the ground.
"Now then, say I give up very loudly," Dante demanded. He was pointing the Ebony at Nero's forehead. "And if you're thinking I wouldn't kill you, you're right. But I would blow an ear or two off," Dante threatened.
"I give up!" Nero yelled quickly.
After the Match
It didn't take long for Dante's wounds to heal themselves. Afterward, he picked his arena title (Slayer) and was ready to beat the Grey Prince. He challenged him and then went to the arena. "You're brave, challenging the grand champion," the Grey Prince said.
"Brave? You're brave to accept my challenge," Dante replied.
"Cocky aren't you? Well, we'll see how long that lasts!" he yelled as he ran forward. Dante easily beat him in no time at all. He turned to leave.
"You have to kill him to become the Grand Champion!" The arena announcer said.
"What? But, I don't..." Dante began. Who am I kidding? This guy ain't human! Though he's still an intelligent, none demonic being. Is it right to kill him? But imagine the wealth, fame, and women I'll get if I do...
"Go ahead, kill me! I don't want to live anymore! I have an adoring fan that just won't leave me alone! If I see him one more time I'll lose what little sanity I have left! Please, end it!" the Grey Prince begged.
"I had a fangirl like that once, just take 'em out to some dark alley and kill him," Dante said.
"You think I haven't tried? Fine, I'll kill myself then!" he shouted.
"No! I'll do it," Dante said. He walked over and beheaded him.
Your killing was seen by forces unknown... a voice whispered.
"What the hell?" Dante said as he tried to figure out where the voice had come from. He shrugged and continued on. Then he went and got his award.
"You're the grand champion now, congrats!" Nero said cheerfully.
"You're not jealous?" Dante asked.
"Nope, cause I don't have to live with the guilt of killing that guy!" Nero said while laughing.
"He wanted it! And it was better than letting him commit suicide!" Dante argued.
"Whatever," Nero said. Then a boy with blond hair in the shape of a Hershey's kiss bounced up.
"You're the grand champion! Can I shine your boots? Polish your weapons? Perhaps a back rub?" the boy asked.
"Sure, follow me," Dante said. Yay! A willing slave he thought.
