Of Angels and Devils
Part 3
I'd like to thank everybody who has reviewed. I can't thank you enough for your feedback, so I'll just do it every chapter, K? Anyway, about some questions. Why did Dante have to pay to get his stuff back? I may have explained this already, but in case I wasn't clear (which happens sometimes), after Temen-ni-gru (DMC3), Dante sold the weapons he got from that mission to Eddie in order to get money to rebuild his shop. Even though he supplied Eddie the weapons, he still had to pay to get them back. Yes, Dante has to deal with stuff like that too (what a drag!). Why is Lady in L.A.? She heard that some strange stuff was going on. After all, she's a demon hunter and seeing as how L.A. seems to be infested with them (at least in the Angel/Buffy universe), she'd feel right at home. As for why she's helping Angel with the demon hoards, she didn't know he was there. Actually, for this to make complete sense, you would have had to have seen the last episode of Angel (slight spoiler warning, but I've kinda already said most of it). The last episode, the group took out The Order of the Black Thorn, basically Wolf, Ram, and Heart's evil leaders on earth since the three badies can't be there themselves. As a result, a gi-normous hoard of demons and monsters was sent their way. The last show ended with Angel and the several others charging the hoard and then suddenly blanked out. Very disappointing to some fans and to some people who occasionally watched the show (I belong in the second group), so I thought I'd resolve it by writing this part of the story. Also note that I had completely forgotten about the weird thing with Angel's son and Cordelia. Actually, I only started really watching the show as it went into it's last two seasons, but someone I know watched most of the shows so I do have someone to go to to get information. As for why Vergil is back, that is answered in this chapter. Oh, also, to all of you who mentioned that you didn't care much for Angel, especially after the murderous son incident, take heart. This story will cross over with many, many, many other things, but, like I said, I won't name them at the moment because it could spoil the surprise. Wait, I have to sneeze…ah..ah…redwallachoo cough cough! Sniff now back to the story…
Lady was stunned. Standing just a few feet in front of her was her old enemy. Lady raised her SMG, but Dante pushed the weapon away.
"Lady, there's no need for you to use violence. I'm sure Vergil has a good explanation…" Ebony was suddenly out of its holster and aimed point blank at Vergil's forehead. "…otherwise, I'm gonna blow his head off."
Vergil seemed unshaken. "No doubt you want an explanation."
Dante laughed, "Well, well, give the man a prize for figuring out the million dollar question!"
Vergil nodded, seeming not the least bit concerned that he had a gun pointed to his head. "Very well. It is clear that you do not know the true reason I and Arkham resurrected Temen-ni-gru and I ventured into the demon world. The fool didn't know it, but in adition to taking our father's power back, I planned to go after Mundus. I figured it would be simple with Sparda's power, but I had to play the part of the villain to insure that Arkham still though we were going to dominate the world.
"I had no clue he was going to stab me in the back, but as you know, we defeated him none the less. After our battle together, when I stayed in the demon world, I began my mission."
Dante cut in. "So, serving Mundus when you fought me awhile back was part of the plan? You can't fool me, Vergil! You lose a bet or something?"
Vergil grimaced as though he wanted to avoid the question, then he continued. "As a matter of fact, I did lose a bet. I had a bargain going with Mundus that if I could not defeat him, I would become his servant. It was the only way I could get him to duel.
"So, I lost to Mundus. I was under his charge for quite some time until he tried to come back into power and infiltrate the human world. You could not tell, but I deliberately lost to you so that you could take my amulet and get into the demon world. And so, with Mundus defeated by you, I am here now, brother, and I wish to help."
Dante wanted to say something to the point of, "You can help me by goin' ta hell!", but he realized that Vergil had technically already done that. Reluctantly, the demon hunter holstered his pistol. Dante seemed conflicted at the situation. There, not but a foot in front of him was his old nemesis, a man who had nearly killed him three times and tried to bring about the end of the world (provided Vergil's story was a lie). Yet, there, standing not but a foot in front of him was his twin brother, a man with which he shared a bond of brotherhood that he could share with no other. The two had gone through their childhood together, and, come to think of it, things had been pretty peachy up until Vergil became power-hungry. Still, the ambiguity between them would never go away. Vergil had still tried to kill him, and even now was keeping his own secret plans to himself. Call it demon intuition or twin telepathy, but Dante sensed that Vergil was hiding something.
"Glad we finally got out of that scrape." A low voice broke Dante's tenseness.
The two demon half breeds and the woman turned to see a slightly pale man with (obviously bleached) blonde hare, clad in a black leather coat, get up and dust himself off. "Almost though they were baddies until they started waistin' the damned demons." The man's accent showed clearly that he was British. He was obviously a Brit with composure, for he simply leaned back on an alley wall, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and began to puff on the small white cylinder. The smell of tobacco soon began to mix with the aroma of gunpowder, cinders and blood in the alleyway. The scent sickened and yet pleasured Dante in some way that he could not explain. The demon hunter always loved a good battle, and the smell of one was right up there on his list of favorites.
"Who exactly are you guys?" Another person, this one dressed in black with black hair that was slightly feathered. He seemed a bit more reserved than the blonde Brit
Dante offered his hand to the unknown man. "Dante. Nice to meet you."
Yet another figure stepped into the light, this one female. If it was at all possible, her hair color was more out of the ordinary than Dante's: the woman's hair was neon blue. The unnatural hair color combined with the fact that she looked completely pale and wore leather like armor made her seem out of place in the urban backdrop. Then again, there were probably some odd nightclubs nearby.
"The two males are demon half breeds. The female is human. I can sense it in their aura."
Not only did she look weird, she talked weird as well. Dante strived not to roll his eyes; it looked like he had run into a group of very strange people. Still, he couldn't exactly call himself normal. How many half demon, half human demon hunters were there?
Deciding to ask a few questions of his own, Dante addressed the black haired one. "So, why was that hoard of demons out to kill you?" he shot a backwards glance at Vergil, "And don't tell me you lost a bet two."
"Long story," black hair replied. "Let's just say we pissed of their employers. I'm Angel, that over there is Spike, Eluria," he pointed to the neon blue haired woman. "and there's…"
Angel froze up. He had almost forgotten that they had left Gun in that open room. Without saying a thing to explain himself, Angel dashed back to a door at the opposite end of the alleyway and came back two minutes later with a black man over his shoulder.
"We have to get Gun to a hospital. Either of you have a car?" Angel asked, sounding deadly urgent.
"No need,"
Dante pulled from his jacket a small green stone. The stone gave off a florescent green light as if it were a glow stick. A strange, slightly grotesque looking face was carved into it. "Green orb. Never leave home without it,"
Dante told Angel to put the man on the ground. Angel reluctantly obeyed, not sure what a small green marble was going to do to improve the situation. Dante carefully placed the stone on Gun's chest, and told everyone to stand back. Gun's wounds glowed neon green as the stone's light faded, and soon he seemed completely healed.
Angel, who was still a bit stunned with the whole thing, managed to blurt out, "We had better get him to a hospital anyway."
"I will drive."
The answer came from Vergil. Dante was about to object, but, realizing that you can't fit seven people onto a motorcycle, he had no choice but to give in.
"Alright, but if this is a trap…" Dante let it hang there a moment, wanting Vergil to guess what Dante would do, although it wasn't too hard to imagine.
"A mini-van?"
The rusty doors to the old blue van screeched shut as Dante remarked aloud with amazement.
"Oh, I'm scared now. Big bad half demon man's gonna chase me in his mini-van. What, you car-jack a soccer mom?"
"Shut up!" Vergil grumbled. With resignation, the half demon half man and now all aggravated brother of Dante piloted his rickety vehicle towards the nearest hospital…
