[A/N] Me: Okay class, it's time I let you in on some secrets. Good news or bad news?
Dante: Bad news first.
Me: Okaaay…I cannot remember exactly what happened in DMC 1.
Vergil: And the good news?
Me: I've never actually played that one for myself…*sheepish smile*
Dante/Vergil: HOW THE HELL IS THAT GOOD NEWS?
Dante: *sigh* I never thought I'd say this but…Authoress, you need to play more video games…Don't worry about the homework, Vergil will do it. *dodges Yamato flying at his head* Alright, have Nero-*dodges devil bringer* Then maybe Trish-*turns to get hit in the face with a motorcycle*….On second though, just do your homework first…
[Note: The authoress apologizes for the wait, as for unexplained reasons she was unable to log into FF -_-]
Chapter 2: Meanwhile...
Vergil wasn't sure why he'd listened to what Kyrie had said…They were no longer friends, no longer did he have that same, strong attachment to her. He looked up at the dark sky narrowing his eyes. He felt his chest tightened.
When she'd first returned to their world, he'd sensed it; so when he realized his brother of all people couldn't tell who she was, it pissed him off slightly. Then he figured out she had little to no memory of anything and that further agitated him. After all, he was the one who had sacrificed the most for her, yet she remembered Dante before she remembered him.
'She did reach him first.' Vergil reminded himself. He clenched his fists as a small voice in the back of his head suggested it wasn't anger, but jealousy he felt. Vergil quickly eliminated that thought knowing full well it was impossible for him to be jealous over anything. Still, he couldn't stop thinking about what had happened.
The last time he'd seen her, she stopped him from jumping into Hell. She'd, in her mind, saved him. And for what? A bond he had long since forgot about? Perhaps her own guilt for leaving them behind? It was rather ironic really; after all she was a big part of the reason he was doing this…
Vergil let out an inaudible sigh as he reflected on a memory that had been buried since the passing of his mother.
"Why did you come here?" An annoyed eight year old Vergil asked.
A little girl, almost a year younger then him was laying on her stomach in his living room coloring. She looked up at him with a bored expression. "Huh?"
Vergil narrowed his eyes. "You heard me."
The little girl sighed and rolled onto her back staring up at him. "I'm giving you the silent treatment." She said flatly.
"You don't even know what that is!" Vergil snapped.
"I do too! Dante told me!" She retorted. "It's, uhh, w-when you…make the person shut up!"
Vergil glared down at her about to make a remark about her low intelligence but stopped himself. A barely noticeable smirk made its way across his face. "Are you saying you have the power to make me shut up?"
The girl sat up and thought over that statement. She doubted she could but would never admit that. "Yes!"
Vergil lunged at her but she rolled out of the way and stood up. Vergil used his devil speed to come in front of her in seconds and push her.
"Heh, pathetic." He said with a smug smirk.
The girl pouted ran at him determined to get her revenge. He waited for her to try to attack him and quickly moved so she hit the wall. She fell holding her head and Vergil just looked at her with no particular emotion. The next thing he knew, he was sent flying backwards and hit the wall. Hard.
He tried not to let his pain show on his face but he was certain he'd have an intense headache for the rest of the day. The girl looked back giving him the same smug smirk. "That's what you get meany-face."
"It was an accident!" He yelled suddenly.
She glared at him. "You lit my hair on fire!"
Vergil gave her a slightly colder smirk. "I told you not to get to close when I was lighting the fireworks."
She continued to glare and pout at him over her shoulder and stuck her tong out. "That's why you get the silent treatment!"
Vergil rolled his eyes. "Anyway, why did you come here?"
The girl stopped glaring at him and gave him a more puzzled look. "What? This is home! Are you trying ro kick me out?" She replied confused.
Vergil shook his head. "You didn't always live here, you came here last year. Why did our father bring you here? Don't you have another home?"
The girl slowly turned her whole body to face him and looked down at the floor. "I…I don't think I do. I don't remember having a mommy like Ms. Eva, or a dad like Mr. Sparda. I remember a lot of shadow people. They looked ugly, like they were all bony and wore messed up clothes. Then there were other people, like this one man who looked normal, but he had dark purple eyes and suck a scary face. I remember I left them, but more and more started to come and then I got stuck in a cave because one of the rocks had fell in front of the whole to get out. The monster started coming in from the other side and I was really scared, but then Mr. Sparda came! And he let me travel around with him cause he said he was on a very special mission. Then when he was going home, he said I could come!"
The girl paused sounding both relieved and sad. "He said they'd always come for me cause I'm special, and that I won't be able to take care of myself until I'm much older. He told me I'm not allowed to use my powers unless he's around. I can't leave because they'd find me and they'd take me away to someplace dark."
Vergil was silent and thought over this. "Do you…sometimes wish you were normal? So you wouldn't have to be scared?"
She nodded but said nothing and didn't lift her gaze from the floor. Suddenly she felt small arms wrap around her frame. She looked up shocked to see Vergil's blank face staring back at hers. It was very rare for Vergil to show compassion of any sort.
"Kyrie. No matter what I won't let you go to that dark place. I'll grow up just like my dad, and I'll kill all of the monsters so you don't have to be scared. Alright?"
She nodded but Vergil could see she doubted him; and just knowing that upset him.
"I'm serious." He said firmly. "I will stop all of them for you. I…I promise!"
Vergil shook his head pushing that memory to the back of his mind once more. Granted he would never say that he still felt that childish friendship with her, and he definitely wasn't doing this entirely for her. But even so, it was a promise and despite every single one he'd broken thus far, that was one he intended to keep…
He ran a hand through his hair and sensed the presence of a lesser demon appear behind him. "Have you done as you were told?"
The lesser demon looked similar to a goblin; about three feet tall, discolored greenish grey skin, beady black eyes, tattered cloth wrapped around it and long sharp teeth.
"I've done everything I could!" It said in a raspy voice. "I-I haven't been able to find anything yet, b-but I can! J-just give me more time!"
"I've already let you waste to much of my time." Vergil said coldly.
"Please spare me! I've done as you asked!"
"Spare you?"
Before he reply Vergil had re-sheathed his sword, seconds later the suddenly silent goblin's head went sliding off its bony shoulders.
"Hn. A demon should know that in this world not even the innocent are spared."
[A/N] Me: So…if I ever married a game, it'd definitely be Marvel vs. Capcom 3 (the remake where they add Vergil and other awesome ppl) Vergil, Dante, and Dead pool ROCK! I win again, Nero sux! :P
Nero: NOOO! Wesker, Ryu, Iron Man! My best characters have failed me! T_T
Vergil: Nero I told you to get off that game hours ago, you too authoress! You both have homework!
Dante: Guys, we're live.
Me: OH SNAP! Uh… *starts handing out copies of reviews*
Asile3762: Haha, no, you have yet to break my ear drums Dante's loud rock music has trained my ears to handle loud sounds! (Actually it just made me deaf in one ear. :P) Yes, and his cheesy lines do make for good material in Parodies and Abridging so we value them. SQUEE! (thought I was the only person who said that) XD
Kisa-kara-chan: Lol, I'm glad you liked it, that's super-special-awesome! (And for the record I've never played DMC1….UNTIL NOW! *malicious laughter for no reason*)
Vergil: Fear not Ivory Tears, I shall make my dramatic entrance- *gets hit with bag of marshmallows by the authoress*
Dante: 88dragon06 seriously? You're worried about the marshmallows? What about my PRIDE? I…Need…a hug…
Me: O.o Dante, Vergil…have you always acted so OOC in my Author notes? Anyway, she has a point! *hands out all the not squished marshmallows*
Dante: DevilMayDante, just for the record I really love that name. *cough* it's just like me! *cough* I'm glad you like it, I wrote the whole thing myself. *ignores authoress' loud protests*