Slaves to Destiny 6

a/n: Don't own DMC. Sorry it took so long. It's been hectic. Still trying to get through the holidays without mom. Trying to get my novel published too. That's not going so well but I'll keep at it. So here it is next chapter of Slaves to Destiny.

Ivory was feeling a bit stronger than she had been in a long time. Rolling her shoulder a bit it cracked making her sigh softly in satisfaction. They'd been with the Sparda twins for almost two weeks. It seemed like they were meant to drive the two males crazy with their presence. She couldn't help the soft smile that crossed her face. Ebony had taken a liking to the twins, that was for sure. She'd taken a shine to Dante but there was something about Vergil that set her on edge. She couldn't explain it exactly what it was that set her on edge about the icy son of Sparda, but there was something in his eyes. He tried to hide everything that he felt behind a wall of ice. There was something else though, that couldn't be placed even though she wanted to place it. Heading up the ladder to the roof she decided that a brief meditation break would help her try and discern what it was that made her so on edge about Vergil. She knew it tied into that mind numbing vision she had. Ivory knew that she shouldn't even care about what Vergil did because he wasn't her master, Dante was. The youngest Sparda twin was aggravating sometimes but Ivory couldn't help but smile at his antics. Her greatest amusement was watching Dante aggravate Ebony to no end. Sitting down on the mat she closed her eyes. In the distance the coo of a dove started to lull her into a trance.

"You know it's dangerous for you to be out here by yourself."

She didn't even open her eyes knowing which twin it was.

"Shouldn't you be with Ebony?" Ivory murmured.

He just snorted at her words which made her smile inwardly. Her eyes opened slowly as she looked at him. He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and Yamato in the crook of his arm. The wind tugged at his spiky white locks. Shaking her head she rose gracefully and moved forward. She stopped right next to him almost invading his personal bubble. He looked right at her as if daring her to cross the line so he could do something stupid. She searched his eyes for a moment wondering what he was really thinking about them being here.

"What did my sister promise you Vergil?"

He remained silent at her question. Ivory tilted her head to the side wondering if he'd answer her, but after two weeks she'd figure that answer would be no. She'd asked Ebony about what she'd talked to Vergil about but her sister was just as silent as her master on the subject. She had a feeling that it was something stupid like the promise of power or something. With what they were they couldn't promise things like that, the only thing they could promise is a glimpse into their future. She figured Ebony saw something while they were in their trance before the twins claimed them. Running her fingers through her hair she looked into his eyes. Daring to be brave if only for a moment she reached up to touch his cheek wondering what he sister saw that she hadn't. Quicker than she could react he had her wrist in a bone breaking grip. Ivory just stared at him blankly. Cursing softly she tried to jerk her hand from his grip.

"What ever it is you think you're trying to do…"

"I just want to know the man that has control over my sister."

"What goes on between your sister and I is none of your concern Ivory."

Anger rushed through her like a tidal wave. Sometimes when that happened anger took over her other hand came up and slapped the icy twin. For the brief moment that she touched his skin a vision struck her, his decent into hell after his betrayal of his own family after trying to kill his own brother. The last thing she heard before her vision went dark was the gravelly laughter of a thing that she'd hoped had been destroyed by Sparda. In every language she knew she cursed the master of her sister to the seventh level of hell or deeper. Knowing that he was the betrayer of the blood of Sparda and the peace the Devil Knight had given his life for.

She woke to her sister tapping her shoulder. A soft growl escaped her lips as she sat up. Reaching up she rubbed her aching temple.

"You need to stop doing that Ivory."

Ivory's eyes hardened at her sister's words. Vergil was nowhere in sight which she was grateful for at the moment. Had he been there she might've done something stupid like try to punch him instead of slap him.

"I'll stop that once I'm dead," she growled reflexively.

"Ivory…"

"What the hell did you promise him?" she growled.

"I told you…"

"Have you seen what will happen once he gets what he thinks he wants?"

Ebony frowned at Ivory's words. Her head was pounding heavily right behind her eyes and it screamed migraine to her and she was getting pissed off. Ivory knew something wasn't right considering her bonding bound her to Dante and not Vergil but she didn't want to analyze that with a pounding headache. Shaking her head she retreated from the roof. She sighed tiredly once she made it to her room. Rubbing the bridge of her nose she tried to alleviate the pounding headache. Suddenly a thought occurred to her. There was something unsettling about the vision she'd had. Most times with her sight the visions were only strongest when it came to her Master. Shrugging her shoulders she figured it could be due to the fact Dante and Vergil were twins. It still unsettled her even with the logic in play. Shaking the thoughts off Ebony came into her room and sat down on the bed.

"What is it Ivory?"

"I shouldn't have been able to see for him and at the end of the vision I was so angry."

"You've always invested emotions…"

"Ebony these two will be our last Masters. Or lives are tied to theirs somehow and you know it," she said softly. "Be careful Ebony when it comes to him. There is something dark deep within the recesses of his heart."

"Every person has some amount of darkness within them."

Ivory snorted at her words.

"No one I have ever met was teetering on the edge of it so finely. Though with that vision he's going to fall into the darkness."

"But Ivory…"

"Just promise to be careful around him Ebony."

"I will sister," she promised softly.

Ebony knew Ivory was worried so she promised her anyway. The youngest twin couldn't help but smile inwardly because she knew Ivory had some type of tie to Vergil if the visions shook her that much. Which led her to the question about her vision when she'd, touched Alastor.

"Ivory what really shook you about your vision two weeks ago?"

"It wasn't what I saw per say it was the emotions backing it."

The emotional backing in visions was a rare thing for her. Mostly she was so deeply entranced that the emotions didn't faze her so much and that in itself unnerved her. She knew that she was going to get emotionally involved with these two like nothing she'd ever done before and it scared her. Though being raised to be the tough one she wouldn't admit it aloud to anyone. Ebony scooted closer to her sister. Ivory sighed again knowing she had to talk about this before it tore her up inside even more. She wasn't stupid enough to believe she could change what she saw for the better but talking it out might allow her to come to grips with the bad that will happen.

"What aren't you telling me Ivory?"

"I've established that I was Dante in the vision. There was so much anger and betrayal I couldn't sift through it at first, but when the boy came hurt and over whelming sadness. I think that boy will be Vergil's son."

"How are you sure?"

"Just a feeling and I've always trusted my instinct."

"Maybe we'll see something soon on who she is."

"I don't really care Ebony, I just..."

Ebony looked at her sister worriedly. She knew this look. It'd only happened twice in their lives since their powers came into being. It was when they'd sung for the Sparda twins at the death of their parents and the next time was when they had a particularly brutal master. He hadn't hid the fact of his abusing nature towards Ivory. Ebony would never admit aloud but when Ivory got like this she feared for her sisters' life.

"What is it?"

"I just want to rest," she finally said.

The youngest knew her sister didn't mean the fact that she wanted to lay down. Ebony knew that Ivory wanted either Death to take her or her power taken so she could live a normal life. Twenty-three years had finally caught up with Ivory. Something was wrong with the oldest twin.

"Ivory…"

"Don't Ebony. I'm tired and nothing can change that not even them or you."

"But Ivory Mom told us to 'fight with everything we have till there is no breath in our bodies'."

"I've been fighting for my entire life Ebony. There are scars all over my body to prove it."

She felt him near the door so she clamped her mouth shut. His presence made and icy chill run down her spine and she didn't like it. Dante's presence was warmer and she preferred his. Even though Dante was a bit rough around the edges his heart was filled with loyalty and courage. There was a lot of light in the half devil's heart. She didn't need to touch him or to have a vision to know that. Vergil was the complete opposite and she knew those negative emotions would compound before the end.

"Hunter's Moon," they heard from behind them.

Ivory flinched at that name as she looked into Vergil's icy eyes. How he knew that name was beyond her but he knew and that was dangerous. Of course with his fighting skills battles like that would be easy for him to enter and finish his enemies. The payout wasn't bad either, but Ivory never saw any of that money. Once or twice Lance had allowed her to get something with the winnings she'd gotten him.

"Hunter's Moon?" Ebony asked. "What's that Ivory?"

"The real reason Lance trained me to fight. It's a devil play ground so to speak, a devil fighting ring. Humans summon devils and pit them against each other."

"But…'

"You honestly think those marks came from training? Lance used me because my gift was the weaker of the two. He didn't understand that my sight is specific. Specific, only to the master that controls me and all I saw when he touched me was his death."

Ebony shivered. Ivory hated Lance with every fiber of her being a few months into their imprisonment, now she knew why. Trust issues were hard not to come by with her but even more so after Lance.

"Ivory…"

"Leave it alone."

She turned her angry flashing eyes on Vergil. "Hunter's Moon is in the past Vergil Sparda. It has no baring here."

"You dare…"

"You're not my Master. Dante is and before you threaten my sister you might want to take into consideration what it is exactly she promised you. We twins are one in the same. She won't help you if I'm harmed."

Vergil gave her the iciest glare he could manage. Ivory just smirked as if daring him to do something.

Ebony noticed something right then and there. Her sister's eyes were darker than normal. Her sister even normally wasn't this harsh to anyone even the people that deserved it.

"Ivory…"

The oldest twin turned to face her sister. Ebony moved forward quickly and slapped her sister with enough force to send her face to the side. Ivory blinked rapidly a couple times. She reached up and rubbed her cheek.

"What happened?"

She didn't remember Vergil even coming in.

"What's the last thing you remember?"

"After I had the vision when I touched Vergil… Then everything turned fuzzy after that."

Ebony couldn't believe that. Her sister had a split personality of a sort. It was probably a defensive mechanism that was triggered by a specific thing. She turned towards her master.

"Don't mention that organization or whatever that was again if you want my help," she warned.

He just snorted and walked away. Ebony looked at Ivory worriedly wondering what it was the other half knew that Ivory didn't. That would explain a lot of things. There were times when Ivory was angry when her demeanor became more prone to violence than the innocent her sister really was, the one that cared about some people. Shaking her head she realized that if it wasn't one thing it was another. Knowing she'd have to explain things to Dante so they didn't set Ivory off again. Flopping backwards into her chair she stared at the ceiling. Then a grumbled of a tummy to her left made her jerk her head to the side. Ivory was blushing ten shades of red. Laughing softly she got up to make something to feed her light hearted twin. Ebony never fooled herself she was the yang to the yin in her sister. Ivory was always leaning towards the light even with the darkness within her. She as her name implied was the darker of the two. She wished that her sister would live a long happy life but she knew it would end tragically. Ivory never knew that Ebony had seen her destiny. It hurt but she wouldn't stop what was to come. Shaking her head from the dark thoughts she went to make food for her sister.