Family Bond (part 1)

A/N: As you all know (from the previous chapters), you have a brother who has joined the military. He always wanted to be a part of military forces. Joining in at the age of 18, he managed to get himself into special ops 2 years later (I skipped the time) due to his genius minds, abilities and passions towards the job; making him the youngest and respected lieutenant in his groups (though some of them didn't like him for being arrogant and cocky sometimes). I don't know why, but I do think that he should be part of this story too. Hehe. And I always imagine him to be one of the coolest characters here since he is one of my OC. This chapter will include him as one of the main characters. So, I hope you enjoy it~ :)

P/S: I'm trying to do some "Emotional family bonding thing" going on here. But if it didn't go well, I apologize for it in advance. (-_-)
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The sounds of a running footstep echoed throughout the abandoned factory. The building is huge, the metal walls and doors are rusted and the machines don't work anymore. The shattered glass windows were scattered all over the floors. The man panted as he looks for shelter. The sound of his running footsteps came to a halt when he found a room to hide in. Shutting the door behind, he makes his way around the overturned table and a 'click' sound of a gun reloading can be heard. Panting heavily, the man took a peek over the table, aiming his Ak-47 towards the door.

Thud…. Thud…. Thud….

Waiting nervously, the man took a deep breath, eyes focused towards the door when he heard a heavy footstep walking slowly from outside the room. As the sound gets closer and closer, he took a deep breath and holds it, waiting for something to appear. The footstep now stops in front of the door. In a split second, the door burst open sending it to fly over the man's peering head. Ducking, he quickly stood; screaming as he pulled the trigger towards whatever it is that he saw. When it shrieked, the man didn't stop his shooting until his bullet casing went empty and 'the thing' disappeared into ashes. Breathing heavily, he took a step back and leaned against the wall, throwing away the empty bullet casing to his side. Before making his way out, he heard other running footsteps. This time, it was the steps of two or three men rushing over to where he is.

"Brook!" A man wearing a bulletproof vest over his black t-shirt called out to him.

"You alright man?" another man came in; searching the room in case 'something' appeared.

"What do you think?! I shot that freaking thing and it vanished, turning into a fu*king ashes!" he shrieked.

"Relax, its how they died," all of them turned to see Zack holding an Ump45 in his hands leaning against the now broken door frame.

"How do you know? It came out of nowhere trying to wipe us clean," the man in the vest asked calmly through his somehow a bit husky voice. He's not the type to come to a conclusion at once. He's always calm and whenever things get tough, he'd plan all things ahead before making any decision.

"It's because I know. Brook, let Derek here take care of your wound. Ryan and I will go and look for the captain," Zack ordered as he and Ryan continues the search. Ryan is a new guy in the team, so he's not the type that talks too much. All he ever cared about is his teammate's safety and respect.

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Zack's team captain went missing a few days ago when they were on a mission searching for an Intel. During their break around their campsite in the forest, they were ambushed by demons and got separated. Thanks to Zack, with his brilliant skills, he managed to find his teammates in just a day (except for his captain). When everyone was gathered, they were attacked again, but this time they were chased into an abandoned factory somewhere in the forest. That is how the story started.

Carefully aiming their guns in front, Zack leads Ryan into a huge factory with dysfunctional machines. Eyes focused in front as their footsteps are steadied preparing for any surprise attack.

Clank!

Both men turned their body towards the metal sound on their side. Glancing at each other for a second, they heard another 'clanking' sound. It sounded as if someone or something was jumping around, swinging somewhere on the ceiling. Exhaling slowly, Zack lowered his gun a bit and that's when a demon caught him off guard, jumping from the above, pinning him down. He grunted for a while, punching its head with the gun's end.

"Lieutenant!" Ryan yelled as he grabs his pocket knife and throws it into its head, stabbing it. He doesn't want to risk shooting the demon as there is a possibility that he will shoot Zack accidentally. The demon shrieked and Zack quickly grabbed his desert eagle that was attached to his waist and shoot it between its eyes. The demon then turned into ashes and Zack was still lying on his back, panting.

Reaching Ryan's outstretched hand, the sound of clapping hands of another person echoed throughout the factory. Searching for the sound, Zack's eyes widened when he saw a man with a long, straight, silky blond hair running down to his chest with an icy blue eyes standing in front of him. He was wearing a grey suit, black and white stripped tie, black leather glove and a white scarf wrapped around his neck. His skins are soft and pale and his face somehow resembles a woman. The clapping stop when Zack pointed his gun towards the man.

"You!" Zack pushed his gun forward, straining himself from pulling the trigger.

"That was very impressive Zack," his voice is somehow soft and gentle but in British accent. "You've grown a lot. Having fun with your job?" The man chuckled as he smirked staring into Zack's eyes.

"Why are you here?" Zack breathed heavily as he tightened the grip on his gun.

"I miss you…..AND her," the man took one step forward but Zack didn't move the slightest bit, "Where is she?"

"Go to hell," Zack mumbled behind his gun, eyes still focused on the blond man.

"Oh..? I HAVE been there before. In fact, so many times that I'm getting bored of it. Didn't she tell you that?" he tilted his head, glancing at Zack's gun and to his chest when he saw a shiny little crescent moon-shape pendant hanging.

"Sorry, I never liked any bed time stories, especially the one she used to tell me all the time. It was dumb and boring with all the happy ending shit," Zack smirked, "You lost Blondie? I can show you a way back to hell if you'd like."

"In case you didn't know boy, I hate wasting my time. If you don't want to cooperate with me, then fine. We'll do this the hard way," the man changes his gaze towards Zack's back and grinned. Before Zack could follow the man's gaze, Ryan screamed when he was thrown over the factory's metal table across Zack.

"Ryan!" before Zack rushed over to Ryan, a man in a fox mask jumped in front of him and the last thing Zack saw was the man charging his fist towards his face until darkness consumes him.

_Back at Devil May Cry_

Sitting on the couch, you blinked when you saw Dante and Vergil facing each other, frowning. You let out a small sigh and shook your head.

"She's coming with me bro," Dante took a step forward, leaning closer to Vergil.

"No, she's coming with me. I know you will end up doing 'things' to her if she let her guards down," Vergil narrowed his eyes.

You snorted, holding your laugh watching the twins argued. Both of them received different missions. When you offered to help, Dante and Vergil have been in an eye contest giving some lame reasons why you should go with either one of them. With a blink of an eye, the papers on the desks flew, scattering all over the place. You gasped a bit and jumped slightly from the couch when you saw the tips of two swords touching with each other. Standing up from your seat, Vergil pulled his Yamato and Dante swings his Rebellion towards Vergil. Your mouth was trying to say something but nothing came out. The twins battled with each other as if your life is in their hands. Rolling your eyes, you pulled out your twin blades that appear magically from your crescent moon shape bracelet on your wrists. You stood between the twins and pointed the tips of your blades towards their neck. The twins stopped, shooting a questioning look at you.

"Come on you guys. Just stop it already; I think I'll pass this one. Call me when you need me," you took a few steps back. "This means, when your missions don't collide with each other."

As you pulled your sword back, making them disappear into thin air, you changed your gaze between the two brothers until suddenly, the door burst open making all three of you turned your head to the door.

"Morrison?" you questioned.

"(Y/n)…We….need to talk," Morrison's eyes were full of worries, "It's your brother."

_*le time skip~?*_

The room was filled with silence. Your fingers rounded up into a fist, tightening your grip that it turned slightly pale. Dante and Vergil stood dead in their spots and stared at you. You were mad. No. Scratch that. You were VERY furious instead of worried when you heard your brother hasn't return from his mission. He's been on this mission for weeks and it has been more than a week that he's gone missing. The military finds it strange that most of the teams sent over to the same place went missing; either dead or kept hostage.

**Flashback**

"Are you really prepared for this?" you asked, sitting on the couch in front of your television.

Zack chuckled as he picks up his heavy combat boots and sits next to you. Staring at him, you were worried. This is not the first time he's sent to a very dangerous mission. Slipping into his boots, you shifted from your seat, facing him.

"I am. Don't worry about me, I've survived worse," Zack smirked. That didn't ease your feelings at all.

"Last time was different Zack. This time? The Intel? It's obviously demons Zack! There are hundreds of them out there!" You raised your voice as you raise your hands in the air, shaking your head.

"I know. I didn't tell them that because I know they won't believe me. Besides, how bad can it be for me to be a demon hunter like my sister?" Zack smirked a little but then, it turned into a deep frown as he stared at the coffee table in front.

His captain told him that they will be going on a mission. Someone's been infiltrating their base, disguising themselves as one of the military, hacking through their systems and stole the data of all personnel in the base. Zack knew that it was the work of a demon. Sighing heavily, he ran his fingers through his neatly crew-cut hair and changes his gaze towards you.

"I promise I'll be back, ok?"

You shook your head, not agreeing of your brother leaving. The last time he was out, he almost died on the hospital bed, making you worried sick.

"You could be leaving for god-knows-how-long!" you stood up from the couch, "listen to me Zack. I'll do this. I'll ask for Dante or Vergil's help and we'll hunt it down."

"No! This is military work sis!" Zack yelled back at you as he pushed himself away from the couch.

"Damn it! I'm not a little boy anymore! I'm not your…your 'baby' brother anymore! I'm a soldier and no one's going to stop me from hunting those demons! Why can't you trust me?!" he stared into your eyes, furious. After a few moments of silence, he turned his back to you and whispered without looking at you.

"You're not mum."

Zack didn't say anything afterwards. He picked up his military bag and walked out of the apartment as you stared onto his back leaving you. You can barely say anything when you heard his last sentence. He is right. You're his sister but you wanted to protect him. You promised your parents that you will protect him no matter what happen. Sitting back on the couch, you cried, sobbing in your palms wanting to apologize to him. Imagining him not coming back alive makes your heart aches more.

**End of flashback**

You snapped back from your thoughts and glare at Morrison. Without thinking ahead, you know what to do. Grabbing your gun that was resting on the couch, you dragged your feet towards the door.

"Shouldn't you be planning things up ahead?" Dante asked before you reach the door knob.

"My brother's life is on the line and I WON'T let him die," you said without turning to him.

Pushing the door open, you ran off to a place that Morrison had mentioned to you during your conversations. Dante and Vergil exchanged their looks and they knew what they wanted to do. Morrison glanced at the twins and sighed.

"Don't forget. You have another mission to attend to," he reminded them. The twins smirked, catching up with you from behind.

You arrived in front of a heavy guarded building. Men in military uniforms were scattered everywhere, making sure the area is secured. Taking a few steps towards the gate, you turned facing the security guard who is in charge of opening it.

"I want to see the one in charge of the missing groups in the forest," frowning, you crossed your arms in front of your chest.

"Well lady, who are you? An acquaintance? Got an ID on you? An appointment?" he asked in a harsh tone. You don't have time for all this question and answer session so you repeated back what you said earlier. The man didn't answer you back and you grab his collar, giving out a killing aura as your eyes stare deadly into his eyes sending shivers down to his spine.

"I'm asking YOU a question. Do you not understand?" you gritted your teeth, trying to hold yourself from yelling.

"Put him down babe, you look like a friggin' zombie wanting to eat the flesh out of him," Dante pat your shoulder and changes his gaze from the man to you.

The man grunted as you pushed him hard causing his back to hit the wall behind him. Still staring at the man's eyes, he was terrified at how you looked at him. Reaching for his walkie-talkie inside of his mini room full of CCTVs, he mentioned that you wanted to meet someone. You couldn't recall his name or his ranks because your minds were lost in thoughts. The gate opens and another guard guides you in.

As the door swift open, making a hissing sound, you saw a man dressed in a smart uniform with lots of badges hanging in front of his chest; he seems to be proud. You looked at the man's face and saw that he's around mid 50s.

After giving you a warm welcome, you decided not to waste any of your time. Settling down, the man brought the three of you in a room full of trophies, guns and any other weapons. 'His office' you thought. The man cleared his throat and introduced himself as General Davis.

"Let's cut to the chase," his voice was husky and old.

"I've sent my best men out there looking for an Intel," he sits silent for a few seconds before continuing. "But I've lost contact with one of my best team."

"Where were they the last time you contacted them?" his eyes were focused on you and you stared back at him.

He didn't immediately answer you but after a few moments of silence he broke the gaze and clicked on his monitor.

"An abandoned old factory," Davis printed out the coordinates of the place and handed it over to you.

After a few minutes talking in the office, you rushed yourself outside of the place, making your way out of the building. The man that you met outside earlier pushed back into his chair, avoiding you. Not caring about it, you swiftly quickened your pace when Vergil suddenly grabs your arm.

"Calm down (y/n). Rushing over things isn't going to make it any easier," he said as you turned facing him.

"He's my brother," you stared into his eyes.

Your eyes are no longer filled with anger. But instead, it was filled with sadness. You remembered the last time you were with him, the two of you argued.

Vergil stared at you as you lowered your face to the ground.

"The last time we spoke, we were arguing Verge. Thinking of losing him now will only make things worse," you said barely holding your voice from cracking.

You faced him again and stared into his eyes. You questioned him, whispering, "What will you do if the one thing that you ever promised to your brother was to protect him but you couldn't?"

Vergil didn't say anything. He slowly let go of your arm when you turned away from him and continued the search for your brother. Dante just stared at both of you, confused for not hearing what you just said to Vergil. Vergil didn't make any move and Dante noticed that he was somehow thinking deep in his thought.

"Hey Vergil, we need to go," Dante pat his shoulder, breaking him away from his thought and followed you behind. Vergil looked at Dante and followed him afterward.

*End of part 1*