Devil May Cry 4: The Stranger

I must apologize for the long wait. Thank you so much to those that reviewed. I have been rather busy, hehehe online games tut tut tut. But any way Its up and running and I hope you enjoy it. However it is a tad short, comes with writers block ehehehe.

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He thrusted it giant blade like arm at him and soon would pay for even thinking it could even touch him. Pulling out his Blue rose he fire two shots into the scarecrows face and watched as the dark essence blew away in the wind. Pathetic, thats what these so called scarecrows were.

As each group of the scarecrows fell, he started to grin. There was nothing like the thrill of battle, it took over, washed it self within the soul. Battling for him was a true hobby indeed. He enjoyed it and he grew bored when he had finished it. As soon as the last fellon fell he took off at top speed. He was glad and relieved that his casted arm had stayed that way during the fight, it meant no complications.

Looking at the tower his heart stopped, he was gonna make some of it, but he had to hurry.

I'm coming Kyrie. I promised you.

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It flowed. Flowed just like a summers river, cool and warm all at the same time. Singing relieved everything. It relieved the soul, gave the people hope and joy. It took pain away for only a moment, but it was a glorious moment when they could forget.

Looking around once again, she spotted him.

...Nero... He came...

Her features softened and her heart burst with renewed happiness and joy. He was late, yes, but she was happy he made it even for the last verse of her song. Raising her hands, she clasped them together and let the remaining words fly out.

As soon as the last word had left her lips, she began to look round at all the listeners, and slowly one by one they stood and clapped vigorously. They had enjoyed it.

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Kyrie moved to where Nero was sitting, and sat beside him. They sat there and listened to the Holy Priest once again telling everyone about the Knight Sparda who had saved the race of humans, due to his love of a human woman.

The story had always intrigued her even as a child, her brother had always said that it was just a story, one for children like her to believe. For no human woman would dare love a demon. She looked then at Nero. She loved him, didn't she, and she knew he wasn't human. Her brother, did not know the ways of the heart, but he knew the feel of battle and knew the ways of the sword.

If only brother you could just try to see what I see. Maybe then you would understand.

Nero felt her look upon him, It was so gentle and kind. He had no idea why she was this way with him, everyone else had cast him aside, called him deadly. But not her, she had been beside him since he first met her. He knew in time he would come to hurt her, but for now all he wanted to do was protect her.

Both Nero and Kyrie were broken out of their thoughts and daydreams as they saw a blonde figure with a huge sword swoop down and murder the Holy Priest. Nero heard Kyrie scream in absolute terror, and that sparked off the other members running and screaming for the door. Looking over his shoulder he told Kyrie to run. Then running at full pelt confronted the deadly assassin.

Finally something more then a scarecrow.

But as soon as the assailant turned round he looked in shock at him. It couldn't be, just couldn't be...

Dante...

Sorry about the swiftnes. Will try and get the next one up soon.