Disclaimer : I don't own DMC, capcom does. Celeste, however, is all mine.
Chapter 2
"...Sparda is real? Dad always said he was a myth! Okay, if he's real, is his family real, too?" Celeste typed in a new search. When the results came back, she couldn't believe her eyes. "Those are the two guys in my dream. They're Sparda's sons? Why would I have dreamed about Sparda's sons?"
She couldn't figure that one out, so her thoughts went to the pendant she had found on her bedroom floor earlier. "I wonder if that pendant has any connection to this," Celeste mused. She picked up the book she had taken off the shelf earlier, and started flipping through it. She came across a picture of a beautiful woman with long blond hair. Around the woman's neck was a two-sided pendant with two different chains, one silver, and one gold. Set into each side of the pendant was a large blood-red ruby.
It can't be....
She read the section following the picture aloud to herself. "After Sparda sealed the Demon World for the sake of mankind, he gave the pendant that was the core of the seal to a mortal woman, upon whom he later sired twin sons. When these sons reached maturity, their mother gifted each one with half of the pendant, ensuring difficulties for any who sought to break the seal. The golden half was given to the elder twin, Vergil, while the silver half was given to the younger, Dante. Shortly after this, their mother disappeared, never to be heard from again. It was widely believed that she was taken by the Prince of the Demon World."
"Well that answers the question of who the two guys in my dream were, I guess. If he had the gold one, then that must've been Vergil. But if this pendant is half of a mystical seal, then I had better be careful," Celeste told herself firmly. She shut down the computer, making sure to first clear her browsing history, then went back downstairs. Entering the kitchen, she opened the pantry and pulled out a pack of Pop-Tarts and put them in the toaster. As she waited, she sat down and finished the last couple of questions of her homework assignment. Now while she excelled in most forms of math, those classes were not her favorite.
She checked the time on the microwave. 6:30. "Good. I've got more than enough time for a workout and a shower before class. Sweet!" She walked back to her room. As she pulled out her workout clothes, she thought about where to keep the pendant. "It's times like this I wish Mom and Dad had had a safe put in before..." She broke off in mid sentence, a sad look on her face. "No! No more thinking about that! Well, for lack of a safer place, I guess I could just wear it. I don't think anyone else will know what it is. They'll just think it was expensive. And that works for me," Celeste declared, putting on her clothes.
Slipping the pendant around her neck, she went down to the basement, snagging her breakfast on the way. Entering the basement, she turned on the light before looking around what was, to all intents and purposes, a dojo/armory. A mirror stretched along the far wall, reaching from floor to ceiling, and corner to corner. On the wall on either side of the mirror were a veritable array of weapons, from ancient and antique items like bows, spears, staffs, and swords on one side, to more modern weapons, such as rifles and handguns. The latter she cleaned regularly, and frequented the local shooting range to keep in practice.
Bowing slightly before she entered, she walked across the thick mat to the left wall and pulled a pair of sai off of their mountings. Walking back to the door, Celeste flipped another switch, releasing a number of roundish bags from the ceiling. Filled with sand, each bag was suspended individually, in a pattern that only made sense to her. Picking up a remote off the small table near the door, she hit the ON button. As rock music poured out of the speakers placed strategically around the room, she walked to the right side of the room. Settling into her ready stance, she waited for the music to hit the climax, and began.
An hour and a half later, she dragged herself upstairs, stripping of her exercise clothes as she went. Staggering into the bathroom, Celeste turned the hot water in the shower on full then stepped in, hissing at the burn. The hot water did wonders for her sore muscles, though, so she made no move to adjust the temperature. "Ahhh... If I couldn't do this everyday, I'd probably go nuts," she sighed in contentment, luxuriating in the feel of the hot water flowing over her tired body, washing away the pain and bringing new energy in its place. She shut off the shower after washing up and got out. Snapping a couple of towels off the rack, she wrapped one around her body before using the second one to dry her hair.
After retrieving a clean set of clothes and dressing, Celeste stood in front of the mirror and took stock. Her skin was pale, not a sickly pale, but the kind of pale that was a trait of her family. She had waist-length, fiery red hair, with vivid green eyes, and coral colored lips. Today she was wearing a short-sleeved white shirt, with white fingerless gloves, and blue jeans. She tucked the pendant into her shirt before putting on her favorite lip gloss. Her beauty ritual done, she padded on sock feet to the front door, where she put on her sneakers before picking up her backpack and heading out the door.
There's chapter 2 up. Chapter 3's in progress, and should be up by the end of the week. Like it? Hate it? Read and review.