A/N: Man… it's been a week… seriously… ugh… I'm just done… done with this week, I'm cranky, works been… rough this week, my head hurts… I'm whiny… blegh…

Disclaimer: I just… can't…

Rise of a Legend

Amelia was ready to be done with this whole being pregnant thing. Any day now. Seriously. Her due date had been three days ago. She'd asked Vergil if this was normal for halfbreed babies, to be late, or at least a little late; he hadn't been sure, though either way, Amelia was very done with all of this. She ached constantly and was very ready to be rid of the mass that was her swollen stomach. To be fair, she loved the twins already, but she was more that prepared enough to have them out in the open world. Vergil on the other hand, she wasn't so sure, he'd been a little more reserved lately, she was fairly certain that he was just worried about the whole thing. Maybe there was something going on… the brunette sighed, adjusting herself on the couch and feeling one of the twins kick in response. She was surprised at how strong they were, though she'd never had kids before, her mom told her that Peter had kicked up quite a storm and that she'd been surprised that he hadn't kicked his way out. She heard the door click open and leaned back to see through the kitchen. Vergil was making his way inside and she could hear Peter talking up a storm from out front. He looked at her and gave a brief, small smile, worry laced around his eyes.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Yes." Amelia said as she smiled back at him, starting to get to her feet. Vergil glanced over his shoulder and then was at her side in an instant, helping her. She jolted a little, the twins reacting in turn. It still startled her now and again to see him use his demonic abilities like that, like it was no big deal. She wondered, not for the first time, if the twins would have the same abilities. Vergil had been unsure since their own demonic blood would be diluted more than his own. Peter stuck his head in the door then.

"C'mon, it's almost the twins birthday! You ready for this?" he was nearly bouncing with excitement. His wife was right behind him, a hand on his shoulder.

"Peter, relax," she said, he looked at her in disbelief.

"I can't relax! I'm going to be an uncle!"

"And you're sister's going to be a mother, she's probably absolutely terrified." she chastised her husband, who just sighed in defeat and started grabbing the small bag that was sitting by the door already.

"I'm actually okay." Amelia said, hobbling along, actually relieved for once to have Vergil's help as he assisted her walking to the door and out to Peter's car. She noticed that the very back of the car was empty.

"Where's mom and dad?" she asked as Vergil got impatient and simply hoisted her up and into the van as though she weighed little more than a feather.

"Your parents are already at the hospital." the half devil responded, starting to help with the seatbelt until she tugged it from his hands.

"I'm not completely helpless." Amelia insisted, buckling herself in as Peter and his wife got in the front.

Peter babbled on and on as they drove the short distance to the hospital. Vergil held her hand, so tightly that she was sure that he might break it. She looked down at their clasped fingers, wiggling her own so that he might loosen his grip but he seemed not to notice. She turned her gaze up to his face then and saw the concern there, he seemed more worried about this whole endeavor than she was.

"Hey," she said and icy blue eyes snapped to hers "it'll all be okay." Vergil sighed and looked back out the window.

"I know."
"Also…" Amelia said "Could you um… not kill my hand?" This caused him to startle and look down at her fingers and promptly let go, folding his hands neatly in his lap.

"Sorry." he said shortly. Amelia huffed, he'd get better once things settled back down, for now, she'd just have to deal with his… attitude.

-Rise-

Vergil felt his heart skip another beat as Amelia shouted again. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take. Was this what his father had gone through when he and Dante were born? Would she be okay? What would happen if- his thoughts were cut off as a small bit of power sparked in the back of his head. He hadn't felt demonic energy like this since he and Dante were small… And then there was a cry. The half devil froze. A… cry…? He looked to the doctor, who was swiftly turning to a nurse, handing over a screaming baby.

"We have one!" The doctor said. Vergil stared after the nurse, who walked over to him, the newborn squirming and squalling and wrapped in a blanket.

"Do you want to hold your daughter?" she asked. The half devil wasn't sure that he'd heard correctly but his hands moved all the same to accept the squirming infant. A few short minutes later another cry joined the first. Amelia took the baby boy and smiled first at the infant and then at Vergil.

"A boy and a girl, what do you think?" Vergil just looked between them, barely able to comprehend what had happened, what was happening.

"I think… I think they're perfect." he managed.

"What did you think of the names we talked about?" she asked, adjusting the baby to better support his head. Vergil smiled then

"I think we picked correctly, our little Nero," he looked at the girl in his arms "and Claudia."

A/N: Okay, so that wraps up this one, I'll be moving on to the next bit in a while, probably going to try to finish up Legends first.

Till next time,

-Winged Element