A/N: Last one of the night! I am on top of the world today! I've taken care of so much shit today! I just gotta keep on top of it for the rest of the week and I'll have pretty much the entire weekend to myself! Woot! That just sounds so awesome… it's been a long while since I've been able to say that I'll have an entire weekend to myself. Anywho, I know it's been a while and I really don't have any excuses except for the fact that I'm lazy and didn't feel like typing for a while, well at least not typing fanfiction as I've done more work on my original stuff. Alright, I'll stop stalling, this is the one that I've been looking forward to working on the most…

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Devil Arm

Amelia just watching in stunned awe as the half devil in her living room pulled the blade from its sheath, the sheath itself dissolving into midair the second the metal was free of it. Vergil winced slightly as it did, though if she hadn't been staring to intently at him she never would've noticed it. He looked down the length of the blade, inspecting the flawless piece for any imperfections. Of course there were none. The sword he held looked more like a piece of art than a sword.

"It's beautiful." Amelia managed and Vergil started, almost as though he'd forgotten that she was even there. "I'm sorry," she whispered and the half devil shook his head, the barest hint of a laugh leaking its way out.

"Don't be, I was just…" he paused and looked at her, trailing off.

"How did you pull it from midair?" she asked instead, offering him an out that he gladly took.

"It's a devil arm, a sentient weapon, a conquered devil that has sworn allegiance to their challenger."

"So it's a demon that you defeated?" she asked and the sword seemed to pulse and Vergil chuckled

"Yamato doesn't appreciate being called a mere demon," Amelia winced, realizing her mistake, she'd been taught the difference but it had been a long while… "but no," Vergil continued "he was a devil that my father defeated and Yamato swore allegiance to my father's line. I inherited this blade." the blade pulsed again and Amelia was entranced, looking closer without even realizing that she'd done so.

"May… may I see it?" she asked softly. Vergil eyed her hesitantly, this human was so odd, even in the couple of days that he'd known her. What human saw a blade like this and was amazed rather than terrified, who would ask to hold it? Yamato didn't seem to raise any objections, though the sword had gone through a time where it'd been man-handled by himself as a toddler so he had to think that nothing could be quite as bad as that… he offered the blade hilt first, the metal resting against the borrowed sleeve. Amelia picked up the sword, looking down the blade and he was surprised to see that she didn't hold it with the awkwardness of one unfamiliar with a blade. She was unsteady with it but not uneasy, she noticed Vergil's expression.

"I had four brothers, I learned how to use a sword right alongside them. My teachers threw fits but I liked the feel. This one's lighter than the ones we learned with." she said, handing it back just as gently and carefully as Vergil had handed it over. The half devil blinked and Yamato gave rather begrudging approval for the young woman. "I can't hear it talk though." she said with a frown. Vergil laughed then and Amelia looked at him, confused, but couldn't keep the smile off of her face, his laughter was just extremely infectious, he should do it more often, she privately decided.

"You're handed a devil arm, something that could try to dominate a human's mind on a whim and your first concern is that you cannot hear it speak to you…" Amelia tilted her head.

"I would hope you wouldn't let your sword take over your kind doctor's mind." she grumbled. Vergil shook his head

"It's tied to me, I'm the only one who can hear it talk, well my father could, and…" he trailed off, a sour look crossing his face. Amelia decided that it was time to change the subject.

"So where did it come from? I can't imagine that you actually pulled it from midair." Vergil sighed and tried to think of the best way to explain this, he'd tried with Madeline and the poor woman just hadn't been able to wrap her head around it.

"It's more like a pocket dimension, but only very close to me, I've gotten better at storing things in it as time has gone by but it's not easy."

"So it's like the Order." Amelia said, nodding as though pocket dimensions were common place. "I had to study some of the math behind that for one of my medical entrance exams…"

"You… You've studied them?" Vergil was baffled, it wasn't an ability that all devils had, how were humans accessing them? He'd had enough trouble learning about it and it was an innate ability. She nodded and again there was a begrudging respect from Yamato.

"Yeah, not very much though."

"How… how do you humans access them?"

"Umm… I believe it was certain spells and enchantments on some of the Order's uniform pockets. A really old enchantment, most of the text for it was way beyond my ability to read the demonic tongue…" she shook her head

"You… You… You can speak the demonic tongue?" he tried and Amelia looked up at him, her expression confused for a moment before she responded slowly and with a heavy accent.

"Yes but not good." and all Vergil could do was sit there flabbergasted. Maybe he'd have to stay for more than one day, just to learn more about this human girl who seemed to be full of surprises.

Till next time,

-Winged Element