Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry.
If you read Centuries, you've read these before. I decided to make collections of my V/L and D/L work, and separate out those drabbles to go in those collections, to make them easier for people to find.
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1. Patrimony - V/L for Gryff
If Arkham had performed the ritual earlier, she would have had the blessing of demonic blood. No, he sacrificed her mother, didn't he. If he had become demonic before her birth, she wouldn't have been born. Pity.
That didn't explain those dual-colored eyes. Perhaps demonic power had crept into the priestess' bloodline. Most likely the seal had changed them. Something so powerful must have. That would explain her less-than-utterly-useless physical abilities.
Maybe Arkham was copying the mother as he had hoped to copy Vergil's father. Pitiful.
Her eyes weren't human. That made them… interesting. Red and blue, like everything important.
2. Mirage – Lady's reaction to rescued, broken Vergil
"I'm so sorry. So, so sorry." She was crying. She hadn't cried in years. She'd thought her scars had sealed up the ducts.
Why was she apologizing? There was nothing she could have done. She'd even done the best she could, keeping an ear out for news of him. It wasn't even humans that had done this.
Her father, not humans.
Vergil had been there, Vergil had fallen, Dante's brother had fallen because of her father.
She was apologizing for him. This couldn't be happening. He had been so strong. She had been sure he'd…
This couldn't be real. Please?
3. Dark Night - V/L – Splendidshadows
He was looking down at her like she was a specimen in a jar. "Is that what you think?" Do you seriously believe that? "Foolish girl." Mortal fool.
He was the demon, not her! She was human! She was a person, he was the thing!
Why did she think he was right?
He dashed off to fight again, leaving her behind. Wondering. Doubting.
He'd looked like an angel. Something so superior and out of her reach.
He was a fallen angel.
He was a knight, a noble warrior.
He was a dark knight, and he was beautiful.
She was nothing.
4. Risk - V/L kids – request from Devil Sunday
Vergil smiled down at the new life in his arms and known he had made the right decision.
Bringing two new lives into the world when Mundus was still out there? Worse, they were descendants of both Sparda and the Priestess. If the amulet was stolen from Dante and one of his children stolen from him, it would be possible to break the seal without needing Arkham's elaborate schemes.
So he would need to protect them.
He understood how Father must have felt now. Bringing such fragile beings into a world filled with enemies. He had to protect them well.
5. V/L
"Out of my way."
"No."
He just batted her aside like he had in the tower. Damn! If he beat Dante the whole mess would start all over again! He'd get Sparda's power and go to hell!
He turned to look back at her, as he lay sprawled. "A noble effort, but pointless. You're only a human. Don't interfere."
She shot at him, he caught the bullet. "You're not the only one who was there for vengeance. I killed him for you."
"I killed him."
He blinked.
"I shot him in the head, just like your brother."
Was that respect?