Here is chapter three. Seriously I feel like nothing happens at all in this but I could be wrong. My writing has been all over the place lately.

Anyway enjoy

Many emotions coursed through his veins. Anger, resentment, melancholy, aggravation, and remorse, emotions that where not foreign to the older son of Sparda. Vergil stood just a few miles from the castle town of Fortuna with his hands rubbing the soft flesh of his arms. He felt the pent up emotions surface and along with the sudden release came him unstable corrupted state. The Nelo Angelo, the name given to him by Mundus. He felt his nails tear through his skin in attempt to fight the surge of energy about to surface. Vergil new he had to get away from the city. He remembered Nero talking about the old Order of the sword he out in the forest. Without a second thought, he began his pilgrimage to the old headquarters. A few stray demons lurked about but they did not last long, Vergil hacked them down with his summon swords. Secretly he was happy that Nero had all his weapons. The poor demon mutilated beyond recognition; Vergil did feel bad. Just a little bit.

The old destroyed HQ was perfect for him. Vergil felt his skin change from his once pale peachy hue to a pale white with his veins bulging blue. His attitude change, Vergil was now standing tall with hand touching his face. A dark smirk plastered it's self on his face. A mirror tells no lies. Vergil lost the battle he so desperately tried to win, even with the help of an angel. He needs to learn to forgive. Without forgiving, he would rot now in the dark being that Mundus created.

"Poor little Vergil." Spoke a much darker voice.

Nero left just a bit after the twin's argument. Saying that Dante needed time to chill and be alone. Well he was not wrong. Thinking back, Dante felt like the biggest piece of shit in the universe. Next to being an inconsiderate brother, he also was an ass who could not even say thank you. Dante wondered how was still alive. Staying in this hospital was going to make him feel even worst. The man made the reckless choice to get out of bed. He yanked out the IV tube then reached for his normal hunting clothes. He missed the way his clothes smelled like jack and pizza. The only thing amiss was his coat. He could only guess it was at the Kid's place. Now for phase two of his half-assed escape plan that he just thought of right now. Dante wet his hands with the sink in the bathroom. His hand brushed back all his hair like Vergil. The two were Identical, none of the staff would notice that Dante even escaped. Making his way down the halls so far so good, no one suspected a thing. Dante casually walked out the front doors of the hospital. The man paused for a few moments to get a feel for the area. Fortuna was still the same since his last visit; he quickly chose a random street hoping that he would at least find the kid or Lady to help him find Vergil. Dante had some apologizing and thanking to do.

"What the hell do you mean you just snuck out of the hospital? Dante damn it," Lady hissed through her end of the phone.

"Bitch at me later yeah? I need to find Vergil," Dante said speaking into the payphone.

"You made him mad didn't you?" Lady asked.

"Wouldn't be the first time really." Mumbled the half devil.

Lady groaned. "Stay where you are. I'll go meet up with you."

"Call the kid too. I have a feeling we might need him too."

The group met up in some old rundown bar. Trish had to hall ass to get to Fortuna after getting the call about Vergil's sudden disappearance. Everyone extensively made the elder feel as if he was the worst thing on the planet. Several painful pride hitting insults later the group conjured up plans to find the half devil. Plans later, they came to an agreement to stick together. Vergil was still and is the strongest of the group. The search began in typical placed Vergil liked to visit, one of them being the library, then the other being the cemetery. Dante could not understand why Vergil came there of all places. He said before that he does not know where they buried there mother, so every town he visited he would go to a cemetery to find her. Each place ended up dead, there was no sight of Dante's twin it was just about nightfall. Nero proposed one place but that would have to wait until tomorrow.

The hunter piled into Nero's apartment. The girls getting the guest bedroom and the boys sharing Nero's bedroom. Nothing like a loud knock to wake up the hunters, Trish idly walked up to the door peeping into the hole. A man dressed in a white lab coat stood in front of the door. The three pushed Dante into Nero's close, closing it as discreet as possible. The girls let Nero answer it since he was the best at brushing people off to leave him alone. Almost instantly, the man began to accuse Nero of stealing Dante. In all honesty, Nero would steal a penny before he would steal Dante. That man gave more problems then he was worth. The man held up a search warrant but still Nero would not let him into the apartment. Nero was the new captain of the new order.

"Yeah I don't think so. First off, for a warrant to be issued it would have to get my signature. This doesn't have it now dose it?" Nero said with his smug smile. It died when he saw it had his first lieutenant's signature. He was going to have a long chat with him after this was over.

Nero stepped aside and allowed them to search. The girls where relived to know that the warrant did not give them permission to enter Nero's room given the teen's position. They left but that raised another issue.

"We have to find Vergil and fast." Lady spoke letting Dante out.

Ah the old base remained Nero of all the reason's he hated this place. It was far from familiar since the plants began to take back the piece of land it sat on. That dull grey tone made the elder hunter cringe; staying in the hospital ruined the color grey for him. On the walls where deep gashes made by something looking like claws, they followed up into the old room Credo used as his office. The group hesitantly entered the office with weapons drawn. Nothing happened other than Dante dropping a vase down on the floor. The three hunters glared at Dante. It was as if a trigger because moments following a cage of summon swords surrounded them. It was a trap. They really did not have the means to escape. They had Lady with them who was human; she'd never survive the attempt escape. A dark laugh set shivers through their spines. Trish and Dante where absolutely mortified with what they were seeing. The three smacked Dante, each already knowing the story of Mallet Island realizing that Dante would once again have to kill Vergil.

Dante hated it all. Rebellion hummed with anticipation. Trish pushed Nero and Lady towards the door seeing as Nelo Angelo was only interested in fighting Dante. Assuring his partners where safe, the two began the duel. Sparks flew seeing that Nelo could only use the swords. Dante mentally thanked Nero for keeping all Verge's weapons away. Their battle did not last much longer. Dante pinned the Angelo down with his blade and pointed his prized guns at him. The man pulled the triggers while looking away. He was not going to do this to himself again. Looking back expecting to see a splatter of brains all over the floor he saw his mother in tears holding Vergil's head in her lap. She had a thin gold halo above her head and pure white feathered wings.

"Dante why would you do this?" She asked with pain clear in her voice.

"Ma I-" Dante began but couldn't find the words.

"I brought him back for you and you do this?!" She yells angrily at him. "It should be you that should be dead! Not your brother!"

Dante stumbled back. What his mother said was like a rebellion to the chest. He was consumed with rage. The elder held nothing back. Every word he said he said with a whole heart. They argued more and more causing the others to worry. It sound to them that Dante was fighting with himself; yelling the most hurtful things against the walls of the old office. The man in red slumped to his knees holding Ivory to his head. The others jumped in just in time. Lady snatched the guns away while Trish held down Dante's arms. Nero glanced down at the now dead Vergil on the ground. Rebellion did not fight with Nero, she allowed him to hold her long enough to pull her out of the dead body. Dante could still the light emitting off the angel. He looked at her with mournful eyes. Her lips moved, but he heard nothing. Nero took Dante back to the front of the old building to one of the benches in the foyer. As a makeshift cuffs Trish bended a piece of metal around the man's wrists; they may have been over reacting just a bit.

"This was all way too easy." Trish says aloud to Lady standing in the office.

"Just a bit yeah and what was with Dante trying to kill himself?" Lady questioned.

The two talked further, trying to find the root of this all. A hand gripped it's self onto Lady's ankle, right away letting a screamed erupt from her mouth, nearly jumping into Trish's arms. Trish just gave her an odd look and looked in the direction of the thing she jumped from. The blonde noticed that something was way off. Where did Vergil's dead body go? Last she knew dead bodies just don't disappeared nor could they crawl away. Without another world Trish ran straight back to the other two back to the front of the fort with Lady not far behind. Nero was abruptly startled by the girls sudden entrance.

"The body is gone!" Trish said between huffs.

"What?" Nero questioned. "How the heck is that possible?"

"Um. Nero." Lady said.

"What?"

"Where's Dante?"

Nero looked back down at the bench beginning to speak, but suddenly haltered.

"Shit."

Next chap will be more eventful. Promise.