Hello again everyone! So this chapter is going to be an AU within the AU I have created. This is set during Devil May Cry 1. I may do more chapters based off of this AU within an AU if I think of anything to write about.

Also I bought the Devil May Cry anime and I will be doing more DMC animation episodes in this collection of stories. (Probably not all of them, maybe just my favorite ones). The next chapter should be the 2nd part of The Last Promise, I'll probably get it started today.

Thank you everyone and I hope you enjoy this!


"HEY! YOU LEAVE MY UNCLE ALONE YOU BASTARD!" His broadsword was raised above his head, the blue aura around it sizzled with power. He froze in place and turned his head to look in the direction of the voice. Then, the next thing he knew, a child slammed his feet into the face of the creature.

He wasn't expecting that hit, nor was he expecting the pain that followed. The creature staggered back, dropping the broadsword in the process and clutching his face. What the hell was that thing that attacked him? It had to be demon child, like his foe that laid on the ground now. His foe was so familiar…that amulet around his neck, Dante. Little brother…my little brother… The creature thought and he cringed, pain shooting through his head. He felt his helmet crack and he peered through the orange eye holes at the child and Dante.

The child was on his knees beside Dante, shaking the bleeding half devil. The child had messy white hair that covered his face. He was calling out to him, even giving him a punch to the shoulder. "Uncle Dante! Uncle Dante! Wake up you old man! Stop bleeding and get your ass into gear!"

The child had quite the mouth on him. However…this boy seemed kind of familiar to him. The boy called Dante "Uncle".

Dante groaned loudly, his eyes blinking rapidly as he woke up from unconsciousness. The creature frowned, his foe was awake again. The red clad devil frowned and glared at the child. He tried to sit up as he growled at him. "Nero, what the hell are you doing here?! It's dangerous here! I told you to stay back with Lady!"

"I wasn't gonna let you screw this up old man. That blonde lady owes us money for busting down the door!" The boy exclaimed, folding his arms across his chest.

Dante clenched his teeth and pushing himself up to his feet, despite the pain. He pushed the child back behind him as he scooped up his broadsword, Alastor. "Damnit Nero! Stay behind me."

Nero…The child's name was Nero. The creature released its face, showing off the cracks in his face and walked over to its broadsword, picking it up. The blade was light in his hands despite its gigantic size and the creature began to circle the two devils. His eyes landed on the boy who stood behind Dante, whom he had a better look at now. Nero had dark blue eyes with a pale complexion and pointed nose. His right arm though…it looked extremely odd, it was red, it appeared the skin was burned off and a large, gaping blue vein glowing brilliantly. His face though…he looked so familiar. Why though?

"Look, he's not your enemy." Dante's voice drew him back to him. The creature narrowed his eyes on the red clad devil. "He's just a kid. You have more honor than any of Mundus's minions. Don't involve my nephew in this fight."

That wouldn't dull the creature's curiosity. The creature broke eye contact with Dante to stare down at the boy. The boy was shaking a little, clutching onto Dante's leg as he attempted to glare at him bravely. That face…who was that boy? Why did the creature recognize him? A flash of memory passed over his eyes, two little boys running through a field of tall grass. They were smiling and laughing, chasing after each other and they had white hair. White hair like Dante and the little boy. Pain stabbed into his head and he hunched over in pain.

What are you doing Nelo Angelo?! Capture Dante and bring him to me-! His master's voice thundered through his mind as he clenched his head. Why did remembering cause so much pain? Then his master paused through his order and suddenly, his master began to laugh maliciously. What do we have here? Dante has a nestling I see. Kill that boy Nelo Angelo.

That last order echoed in his mind and he froze though. This was a child though, an innocent child. There was something familiar about Nero, it kept nagging at him. Why was this child's face constantly nagging at him?

He raised his sword and went to attack Dante, clashing their broadswords. The boy stood off to the side, hiding behind a pillar. Nero and his unusual arm clutched the pillar tightly as he stared at the fighting going on. Nelo Angelo pushed against the broadswords and easily pushed the weakened Dante away, but Dante managed to pull out a black handgun before getting pushed away, firing on him. Dante lost grip on his broadsword and it fell out of his hand and hit the ground. Nelo Angelo cried out as his helmet shattered to pieces.

That was the first time he exhaled air, real air. He blinked his eyes, letting them adjust to the light of the human world, took a long breath and exhaled sharply. Nelo Angelo looked over to Dante, who was lying on the ground, groaning. He walked over to the red clad man and then impaled him through the chest with the broadsword, staring down at him with a blank look. Dante made no noise of pain, he just stared up at him with wide eyes. Blue eyes.

"Ve-Vergil…" His foe muttered through the pain. His eyes suddenly looked from Nelo Angelo to the boy. "Ne-Nero…damnit, get out of here!"

Nelo Angelo followed his eyes and looked to the boy. Nero was biting his lower lip and glaring at Nelo Angelo, he could smell the fear coming from the boy. Lord Mundus wanted the boy dead, said he was Dante's nestling, but this was a child still. Nelo Angelo turned away from Dante and walked over to the child, each footstep felt heavier than the next. Could he really kill a child, even if it was half-devil child? Something inside him…told him no.

Nero was gaping up at him and seemed to be frozen in place. Nelo Angelo walked over to the boy and stared at the boy's face, he clenched his fists. This was driving him insane, what was it about this child that was familiar? The boy started to shake and then he grit his teeth. He started to run at Nelo Angelo with his demonic looking fist raised. "You bastard! Leave us alone!"

Nelo Angelo raised his am to stop the blow, but suddenly he noticed the blue vein in his arm and fingers started to pulse and was violently thrown away when the fist connected to his chest. His armor shattered into pieces and his eyes widened in shock. What the hell was that arm?! What kind of a demon was inside this boy?! He staggered back and looked down at the purple clothing that he wore under the armor.

The boy looked in shock to the man in front of him and then back down at the demon arm he had. He flexed his fingers and then smirked at Nelo Angelo. "That's what you get for hurting the old man. He can be an idiot sometimes, but he's been training me to kick demon ass like yours."

Nelo Angelo glared down at the smirking child. Then in the back of his mind, he saw a blonde haired woman with dark blue eyes with that same smirk, the same cockiness, but a gentleness too. There was a flash of pain, but he ignored it as he peered at the child. His face…it looked like his face. He's…he's mine. He's my child…Nero…I have a son. This child is mine. He was born… He came to this realization and he looked at the child with a softened expression. Vergil…that is my real name. I am a son of Sparda. He looked to Dante, who had tossed his broadsword out of his body and sped over to Nero. Little…brother…my twin. Another explosion pain hit his head and he cried out, grabbing his head and hunching over. No…stop it. Stop it! Get out of my head!

You dare defy me Nelo Angelo?! Kill him! Kill that child! Mundus bellowed in his mind and Nelo Angelo grit his teeth. His body trembled, but he clenched his own fists. His eyes glowed an icy blue. My name is…Vergil Sparda and you will not bring any harm to my son! His body was consumed with energy and he transformed his body into a reptilian-like demon with a sheath embedded into his arm.

Vergil huffed softly as his brother and son silently. He observed them before slowly walking over to them.

Dante had his arms around Nero as he looked to his older brother. He then looked down at Nero. "Damnit kid…you are too damn cocky for your own good. Don't scare me like that ever again."

"Well you were bleeding on the ground old man. Someone had to save your ass." Nero huffed and Vergil could hear a pout in his voice. The boy sounded like him, minus the foul language.

Dante shook his head and clocked the kid on the head. "Who the hell taught you how to talk like that? I swear…your father is going to kill me."

Nero scowled and looked down on the ground. "..."

"Ne…ro…" The white haired child looked over his uncle's shoulder to Vergil. Dante couldn't help but smile a little.

Dante turned Nero around to face the Devil Triggered man. "Nero…this is my long-lost brother, Vergil…"

Nero raised his eyebrow as he looked up at the man, his dark blue eyes looking to him with eagerness and studied him curiously. Vergil reached up to rub his forehead and the devil trigger deactivated, he dropped to his knees. Vergil held his head and he trembled from the pain, Mundus was attempting to take control again, pulling at his mind. Get. Out of. my. HEAD…! I will not harm my son, you will not get your hands on him! Vergil snarled at the Devil Prince as he fought back against his mind control. Mundus already stole years away from him, years away from Nero.

Nero…that was a good name. Had Dante named him? Or had Alicia named him Nero? Alicia…the woman who bore his child, Vergil could've already guessed her fate since Nero was with Dante. Vergil fought back against the Prince of Darkness's mind control and whimpered softly. He wanted to be free. Then, he felt two hands rest on the sides of his head, touching his hands. Mundus's voice suddenly went silent when Vergil looked up to see Nero holding onto his hands. The child was looking down at him with genuine concern, but also red cheeks.

"He-Hello…Daddy…" The child greeted him. His face then twisted into a little scowl as he looked to Vergil. "Don't you dare let that red eyed bastard take control of you! "

His first instinct was to scold the child for his language. What the hell was Dante teaching his nestling? Then again…Alicia had a bit of a foul mouth too.

Nero continued and clutched Vergil's hands tightly. He started to sniffle and tears started to roll down his cheeks. "I-I had dreams that red eyed bastard took you away from m-me…I-I couldn't do-do anything about it."

Nero dreamt of Mundus…? The demon prince haunted his son's dreams? That meant he knew about his son before this point. Anger swelled in his chest, but then he looked down to Nero. Vergil's heart clenched at the sight of the child crying and his fatherly instincts took over, the anger vanishing instantly. He wrapped his arms around the child and pulled him into his embrace, letting the boy rest his head against his shoulder. His eyes then darted to his younger twin as he stood up, holding the child close to him.

Dante grinned. "C'mon…you and I can take on Mundus together Vergil. We'll teach him a lesson."

Dante paused and then crossed his arms sternly as he looked to Nero. "We'll have to take Nero with us, there's nowhere safe to leave him on this island…and I can't get a hold of Lady either."

Vergil nodded and Nero looked up from Vergil's shoulder to look up at him. Vergil gave him a stern look as he spoke. "Stay with me Nero. If I say go hide somewhere, you do as I say and hide, alright?"

Nero nodded meekly and held onto Vergil tightly. At least the boy would listen to him and trusted him enough to keep him safe. Vergil holds onto the boy with one arm around him and gave Dante a determined look before going forward with Nero in hand.