Satanic Park of Madness- I was bitten by a mosquito so I got the fever, lol. I was out for a week, it was painful, that was the first time I was hospitalized, how bout you?? Rosier is actually a fallen angel, she's patron of lust or something so I figured she's a chick.
Jack Fetch- thank you, here it is the ending
Dante's Blade-lol who do you wanna kill? XD
Curry chicken- hahaha you make me laugh, that's so funny! They can go make out when the light dies out later on lol!!
Brukaoru- thank you for the review and the concern lol XDD
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Rosiel closed her eyes as she tried not to think of the horror that stood just inches away from her.
"So I see you decided to show up" Rosiel said, turning to Trish with gleaming eyes that were meant to kill.
"She's had enough" said Alexiel, meeting Rosiel with a deadly glare.
Angels with dirty faces... that's what they are…
A chilling wind circulated the area, the lightning and thunder grew more frequent as the dark clouds became dense. Everything now was controlled by Alexiel.
"The demon?" Rosiel snickered, "I forgot you have a soft spot for demons" she mocked, crossing her arms over her stomach.
"What's the difference between demons and angels?" said Alexiel, "humans alike, we're all hopeless and pathetic, we're all the same.."
"I hate to break the chat little sister" said Rosiel, "but you know as well as I do that you should not be here" she drew her right arm forward gathering astral energy from the tips of her fingers. "Here is where I kill you"
A flash of lightning, the thunderous sound pierced through the clouds
Dante has to shield his eyes because of the blinding light; they all felt the impact of the lightning from the skies, digging through the earth with such impact.
"Fuck.." Dante gritted is teeth
"Not before I do.." Alexiel replied sternly.
She electrocuted the lavender haired seraph. Her shrieks were chilling, like it was released from the pits of a deep well, a banshee.
When everything was cleared, Dante saw he was already alone, Gabriel, Raphael and Samael were no where to be seen. And at the distance was Trish, standing eerily, like a miserable yet gorgeous ghost, looking down at Rosiel, who was on her knees, still twitching after taking in that amount of electricity.
"You" Rosiel heaved, trying to maintain her balance "You'll fight back..."
Alexiel merely closed her eyes, "You know I can kill you without breaking a sweat, and your powers are far inferior compared to mine.."
Rosiel was having spasms and her hands were shaking with pain but more with fury. "You're the one who asked for this Alexiel" she cried, "Have you forgotten your other half!? You will bring death to this world, you must die"
"I will die.." said Alexiel, her eyebrows creased as she opened her eyes to stare at the pitiful being which was once her older twin sister. "But not in your hands..."
And Rosiel was fully aware of this, she was Alexiel's sister but all through out she has lived in her shadows, she loved and he turned her down because it was not allowed, well in fact he was in love with Alexiel, she was banished, lived a shameful life, everything she would have ever wanted was deprived from her... because she's all that... everybody loves dear Alexiel
But Alexiel's punishment brought about her redemption. She was again recognized in heaven… but the best part is she gets to avenge herself from Alexiel and all her incarnations.. over and over again and how she never gets tired of it.
But now Alexiel is back, and so once again Roseil will be thrashed because no matter how high she thought herself to be, how she worked herself to be in this blissful state of recognition, a seraphim. Right next to Alexiel she's still nothing.
"I see..." Rosiel said, standing up painfully, recovering from yet another attack "it's true.. I won't do that much damage on you, but I bet I can do him enough damage"
Alexiel saw the smirk in her eye, Rosiel would do everything just to inflict any damage on Alexiel, even not entirely but the thought that somehow she made Alexiel miserable was enough. Rosiel was that desperate.
For once Alexiel expressed the fear and turbulence in her green eyes were fairly obvious.
Disregarding the rules Our Father have just given her, Rosiel headed towards Dante, craving for the kill.
"A mate for a mate.." Rosiel hissed with such brutality, licking the blood off from the top of her lips, "you took mine away, so I'll take yours"
Dante saw the seraph heading towards him, long fingernails clawed, traveling at a rapid pace. Before he could even prepare himself she appeared right in front of him. Out of thin air with long, flowing blonde hair and generously smiling red lips, it was his Trish. She wrapped her arms around his neck pushing the both of them and the next thing he knows is that they were falling, all this happened in a mere second before Rosiel could even touch him.
It was like that feeling you get in an elevator, the light headed, dizzy feeling. He was anticipating the pain afterwards then suddenly he felt himself land in a soft, mattress. It was only then he realized the fact that Trish can teleport, he never knew she could take him with her.
He opened his eyes and there she was sitting on his abdomen, "You look so much like your father" Alexiel said, looking down at the face of Dante who would like as much to demand questions "he was a good man"
"Trish?" somehow he was still hoping as he leaned his elbows for support, she wasn't the Trish he thought he saw earlier, her hair was a darker shade and her eyes were menacingly, almost glowing with rich dark green,
Alexiel shook her head, looking down at Dante with remorse, her lips pulled down. She stood up and stood near the windows, looking through the blue curtains.
"You're Alexiel.." he said,
"Yes" she answered
"You're the reason why we're like this.." it sounded like a blame but his tone was sincere
"I'm sorry.." said Alexiel, "about Trish... I have felt her pain, her tears, her happiness and fears.."
"That's not your body" said Dante, "it belongs to Trish.. bring her back" he was dead serious.
Alexiel shook her head, "I am her soul besides, it's too late.. Let her rest in peace.."
"No it's not.. it's never too late, not in my watch" said Dante, his eyes were squinted as if trying to convince Alexiel that she was still Trish
Alexiel drew closer and sat beside him, "You love her?"
Dante grunted, he never admits things, he never says he loves someone, he never says sorry.. "You think I'd get my ass in here if I didn't?" which was the closest thing he'll get to admitting.
"She loves you too" said Alexiel, Dante looked up, "very much" but Alexiel's mood suddenly changed. She took both of Dante's hands, "look, you have to kill me fast!"
He withdrew his hands from hers. He stood up as tried to think of a way to get the two of them out of this, somehow he just feel Trish is still there, waiting, He ran his hand through the back of his hair until the back of his neck.
"You promised right?" Alexiel said
"What promise?" he turned to her, sitting on the bed poised and controlled.
"You promised her that when things come to this you'll be the one to end it"
Dante remembered, "So you took me here so that I can kill you?"
She nodded. "Fast!" she commanded, "the changing process will begin soon but right now I'm still immune to everything.."
Dante's eyes became vivid, "I don't take orders from women except her, where is she?"
Alexiel paused, "..inside"
"I won't do it.."
"You have no choice.." Alexiel argued
"Thing is, unlike you, I do have a choice.." said Dante, "and I'll keep you alive, no matter what it takes.. after that I'll force her out of you" and somehow he could feel her.. Trish "the only promise I remember making was the one wherein both of us should stay alive, you forgot that part?"
"Then you both shall die.." the voice was melodic. Iike thick, warm honey
He was wearing a white suit, his eyes were the color of the sun and his snow white hair hung long over his shoulders. He was standing on the ceiling, of all places.
"Michael.." Alexiel uttered, and her eyes pierced through the majestic being, all the glory of He who is like God.
"You should have never gotten yourself out" said Michael
"Jesus Christ, when are you guys going to stop summing up?" Dante exclaimed. Circling the the place and looking up at the ceiling.
"You.. " Alexiel cursed, "How could you do this to him?"
"You suffer intensely and yet you are still concerned with Lucifer"
"Lucifiel is your twin brother!" she cried
"He broke the rules as you have, I did not make the sentence, it was Uriel"
"The hell with the rules Michael, and the hell with Uriel!!"
Michael paused as he tried to further observe the fury of Alexiel, his facade was cool and calm and his eyes were all but hypnotic hidden beneath long, platinum lashes, "It's hard to think of you as the same Alexiel I have known" he said honestly
"That Alexiel died.. " she answered, her face stern.
"And you have taken with you a hostage?" Michael said, turning to Dante
"I killed Rosier because she broke the rules.." he confessed, "the rules were simple, we are not allowed to lay a finger on the mortal"
"Awesome, And you coming here is suicide" Dante grinned
"You killed her?!" Alexiel said in disbelief.
Michael placed both hands in his front pocket followed by a deep sigh, for a moment he closed his eyes, and somehow Dante and Michael do seem like they were related due to the color of their hair.
He opened his eyes again, "Everything near you will be destroyed Alexiel.."
"Destruction..." Alexiel muttered, "So be it..."
Michael was cunning, he gave Dante a choice whether to be saved from all this and let the fates decide or whether the two of them should stick together till their death do them apart, but he has only one option... he'll stay with her
And this time, when The Endless steps in to the picture they'll have no other options, Alexiel was ready to accept her fate, they could run.. it would take them forever but things will eventually catch up. They're Endless, that's what they live for, the chase. Michael disappeared in a flash of golden light.
To their horror, the walls started exploding
"Shoot" and with that Dante took Alexiel's wrist, pulling her. They were running through the corridors, everything they passed by instantly exploded, the glasses, and the walls. The explosion was chasing them. And who knows where they were going
And somehow, Alexiel just let Dante take her. The risk of loosing their lives meant little to her, she knows how much Trish meant to Dante. How he was trying, in the only way he can, to save her.
She could teleport the two of them out of here but she was amazed.
Sparda gave up everything, not only to protect his wife and his family but all of humanity. He protected a world that was not for him to protect.
And now here he is, ready to give up everything he has to protect her. Even if the odds were great, even if she's just.. She's just a doll.. And how Alexiel envied Trish.
The explosions never stopped everything within a meter or so from Alexiel started exploding, to their tough luck, they ended up on the building's rooftop, a dead end. Alexiel knew it won't be long before the walls and the foundations would start exploding and both of them would be crushed to their deaths..
Fury was coming over her, this fury belonged to her impure.. The changing process has begun. They were still running when Alexiel pushed Dante aside and took off with bloodied wings behind her back. As long as he's a safe distance away from her, he can't be harmed.
"What are you doing?" Dante yelled as he tried to chase the winged Alexiel. With her black, torn dress and her wings, one white, the other black, but both bloodied like it sprouted from under her skin. With a flap of her wings the blood splattered on the concretes and there she was, hovering on the gravely destroyed setting below.
The explosions have stopped, the thunder and lightning have ceased as Dante neared himself on the ledge. "Trish!" He cried with such turbulence.
Alexiel smiled, her eyes were black, all black... "I know what she wants me to do.." she said, her voice echoed, like it was a multitude of different voices. Dante's eyes narrowed,
"She wants me to save you.."
"NO!" he growled, but what could he do? It was only then he realized, strong and powerful as he is.. he is just one of the many others... there are those who are far stronger than him, far more powerful.. The Seraphs, The Endless.. Irreversible forces in this world.
"Enough..." Alexiel said, Dante heard two distinct voices.. "I am far too tired..."
"That voice.." he said, it belonged to Trish.. and his mother..
"Let me go.."
Was it his own selfish desire to not let her go? Was he doing her a favor if he did? He bit his lip hard, nodding his head, trying to fight back tears.
And with that, Alexiel looked up at the sky with the obscured whirl of clouds hanging depressingly over head. "Father, forgive me for I have sinned"
A trace of light pierced through the gray, dense clouds, showering Alexiel with it. Slowly, her old wings scaled off, and in an instant, grew four ones, two huge ones and two little ones below, all milky white. She opened her eyes and Dante saw that beautiful, angelic glow he has never seen before.
That's all... They were all just waiting for Alexiel to ask for forgiveness... to submit herself for the greater good. There need not be more bloodshed nor agony, just a simple gesture of opening ones heart..once more.
"I only wish, I could see him looking at me the same way you look at her.." her voice was distinctly hers, it was gentle and soothing. And then she ascended into the light, into the clouds..
She has been forgiven
And for a moment Trish remained midair, eyes closed, body limped then she was falling, falling, falling.. Dante jumped over the ledge and caught her in his arms before she hit the ground.
"Wake up Trish.." his voice was shaking, as he held her in his arms, trying to revive her. "Trish, please.." he pleaded with broken, fought back sobs. He has never been this scared in his entire life..
"So this is how it goes? Everyone can have their happy ending but me huh?" it was a half humored statement
She slowly opened her eyes, "hey.." she said, her voice was husky and worn out.
"You're okay..." Dante said to her, "you'll be okay"
"Can you hear that?" Trish said, looking up at the sky. The rays of light was over whelming with the sun peeking through the storm dense clouds, creating a luminescent outline, it was beautiful.
"They're singing.." she croaked and indeed they were, Dante could hear it, the melodic song which was all too familiar to him being sung by an invisible choir of God knows what.. it can be heard all through out. It was coming from above, beyond the clouds.. The angels sang for them, lost souls..Alexiel and Lucifiel. Eva and Sparda, Dante and Trish... was it so wrong to love?
In the field so green and so free, seeds gaze up
The clouds keeps them from the light
He felt Trish slowly drifting away, looking up at the beatific vision of angels in the clouds. The light was slowly peering through them, a new life perhaps. It was in full circle. to end right where she started, in his arms.
And the sky cries white tears of snow
But still, the fragile seeds wait long for the sun to shine
Dark winter away, come spring
"Trish.." Dante murmured, "Just stay here beside me...don't go"
but.. humans.. have cycles, they live, they die, they forget, then they live again, whereas she.. Trish can live forever, but once she is gone.. then she is gone, never will we find another like her
Trish wearily looked at him, her dreamy azure eyes softening him up. "I never was good with promises.." she forced out to giggle, "but thanks..." She held out her hand to his cheek, he kissed it.
My young seeds once again will look up to the sky
And I know they will grow strong
He realized that Trish was fading away; her body was becoming light and translucent.
"I'll find you Trish" Dante promised..
She didn't respond and instead, he leaned over to meet her lips
and she was gone...
My young seeds once again will look up to the sky
And I know they will grow strong
What was left of her were the dusts of glitters which hovered him, evaporating into the light.
He sat back defeated; staring at his hands...She was just there, so close to him, how could he allow it to happen.
She noticed a pair of black, over buckled boots beside him. Death was sitting like a ball, hugging her knees..
"you took her" said Dante, "you weren't gonna take Alexiel, you were taking Trish.."
When I do take those who passed away, they forget, after that they live again sometimes the memories of their past lives linger, they have that feeling of familiarity.. if its Destiny then you can meet again, I'm not so sure if you're still going to be yourselves though
"I'll let you in a secret" Death said, eyes looking at the distant, chin on her arms, "remember what I told you about Destiny and his book?, how every man's page has been written before hand? Well" she did not hesitate. "Right at the very bottom is an empty space, what has been written cannot be erased, but it can be changed. That empty space is for man to write his own destiny, a part of life just for himself, a space for him to write his name, his authorship, his legacy... it's not the end Dante"
"What does it matter?" he said hopelessly, "she's gone.."
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Trish felt herself floating, she can hear voices though, but all she can see is light, even with her eyes closed, she could clearly see white light.
"Are you sure about this?" Raphael asked
"Yes..." a woman's voice answered,
"Are we allowed to do it?" it was Gabriel
"We cannot change what has been written by Destiny" Micheal finalized
"Where is Eleria?" Alexiel asked
"..."
Alexiel laughed, "It is good to see you too Uriel"
Trish opened her eyes... before she could even make out of the surroundings, she saw herself.
"It's you again" that familiar voice said.. She has seen her before, the woman who looks like her.. it was also in a dream, back in Mallet. "It's not your time sweetheart" she said to her. "You promise to watch over my son for me.."
"Yeah.." Gabriel said, "Your man is moping for the longest time now"
"Hush.." Alexiel hissed
Trish couldn't see anything but the bright light and Eva's angelic face
"I sure hope she remembers..." Raphael said
"..."
"I think so too Uriel" said Micheal. " I think so too.."
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It has been six months...
The phone rang, he didn't answer and instead he continued reading the papers, gulping down half a glass of whiskey. The phone continued ringing... till his patience wore out he shot it dead. It was never his job to answer the phone calls, it was her job.. No body can answer the phone but her..
"Look at him" said Despair in her usual baggy, gray self, peering through the window from the outside. "Sitting like he's all good, realizing his life is over, unable to move on, wondering if he has the courage to physically end it.. Isn't it beautiful?"
"Dude.. What the fuck? You're so morbid" said Samael
"Be quiet!!" Despair hissed
"Better yet why can't all of you be quiet" Dante grunted standing up now and folding the newspaper carelessly.
"Shoot" Samael said "He heard us..."
"And once again Eros overcomes me.." said Despair as she disappeared into nothingness.
Love takes the form of who you love the most
It started raining all of a sudden and she, who was just out to buy some ice cream was stuck sheltering herself under the roof of Devil May Cry
"What took you so long?" Samael hissed
"She just woke up days ago" the girl with lilac hair said
"Don't ever ever leave me with Despair again! You go that?"
The little girl rolled her eyes as she entered the shop with the tall young man in all black.
"I don't take jobs for now, bathroom is at the back" Dante said leaning on his table, staring up at the picture frames on his desk, two women who look alike, but distinctly different.
"I just thought you wanted company" said the little girl, "You heart says you're lonely for her"
"Yeah dude, for a while there I thought you're gonna end up just like Kurt Cobain.. Man! that guy is fucking awesome!"
Dante froze, was this true... He looked up
"We have a surprise for you!!" Eleria smiled
"3...2...1" Eleria and Samael chorused
"Eleria!!!" someone busted the door open, she was wet and cold... upon seeing Eleria, she knelt down and crushed the little girl in her arms. "Don't you ever run off like that again okay?"
"I'm sorry beloved" she said as the woman kissed Eleria's forehead
She stood up and saw Samael but tensed when she saw Dante...
Dante studied her, eyes full of wonder and hope. Her hair was a little shorter and darker; her clothing was a salmon pink sweater and washed up jeans. And on her chest was a familiar red amulet. And that face, that face he cannot forget. Those eyes, those particularly blue eyes like lapis lazuli..
He smiled and chuckled, this all too good to be true..
"What's so funny?" she asked, studying him with that red coat and silvery tousled hair, handsome and perfect features which was all too familiar to her.
"Nothin'" Dante smirked, "Did you do something with your hair?"
The tall, beautiful woman blinked several times, "Yes actually.." she answered, bewildered, "I cut it short and dyed it" somehow she can't help but look at Dante, she was trying to remember him...
"By any chance.. Do I know you?" she asked
Dante didn't respond, so Trish forgot..
"You see" she explained, "I had an accident and I was under coma for six months.. Weird I know right?" she continued "they were about to cut my life support when suddenly I just woke up"
"Do you believe in miracles?" Eleria interjected
"Shhhh" Samael and Dante chorused.
"But when I woke up, I just have these tiny remnants of things you know? Vague memories..."
Dante nodded, "I see..." trying to amuse himself "I am actually your long lost husband" he said
Samael and Eleria grunted
"Dude can't you be a little bit more convincing?" said Samael
Eleria pinched Samael to shut him up.
The woman rolled her eyes, "Seriously though. .why do I feel like I've known you all my life.."
Dante didn't respond and so he bit his lip, he knows exactly what to do..
"I'm sorry" the woman smiled apologetically "I'm not hitting on you I promise, just that, you look familiar" , she held out her hand, "My name is Trish.. And you are...?"
Dante was about take her hand when both of them felt a sudden electric current which caused them to withdrew their hands..
But Dante forcefully took hers nonetheless, "My name.." Dante said, his eyes on Trish urging her to remember. She felt her head pulsing as she closed her eyes, eyebrows creased, straining...
Another electric shock, but Dante never let go, it lasted for several seconds.. "You're worth it Trish" he gritted his teeth, all the powers went out.
She was shocked too, but it triggered something in her mind then all of a sudden, everything laid itself in front of her, playing like a fast forwarded movie trailer.
She opened her eyes... "Dante..." she smiled...
Eleria clapped her hands excitedly "Now do you believe in miracles?" she asked, giving Samael a high five, "My Beloved will be thrilled!"
"I do now" Dante said, pulling Trish in his arms, "I never thought I'd see you again" he whispered in her ears, kissing her neck hungrily.
Trish was crying, "What did I do to my hair?" she sobbed, Dante chuckled. This time, he'll put things to right…
"A match made in heaven" Eleria said
"Most likely a match made in Hell" Samael snickered. Covering Eleria's eyes, "PG 13, sorry kiddo"
They kissed, passionate and lingering, wrapped up in each other's arms.. his fingers running through her hair..
"Or Rated" Samael continued.
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"Our Father granted her a life" Death said to Destiny, "Amazing how the two of you make such a good team, He has plans for her after all"
"Everything happens for a reason dear sister" said Destiny he was a tall hooded figure with a book clutched into his chest.
"What will happen to them now?" Death asked, looking at Trish and Dante from a mirror in her house.
"I just wrote her story in his page, from now on they will share a life.." Destiny answered, "A new beginning for them two, the higher ones have grown fond of them"
"Yeah I've noticed" Death said, "everyone will watch over them, atleast they managed to stay together unlike the others.." referring to Sparda, Eva, Alexiel and Lucifiel
"They represent the former ones, the souls found their mates..afterall, they are like us, a driving force, but they set things to right, they even out the odds of evil, for no matter how much of a demon they claim their selves to be.."
"They're still a bunch of goody goodies" Death laughed like a child.
"But I pity Alexiel, she never got to see him.."
"For now" Destiny said, "But that's a different story"
AN
That bad huh? Sorry I really just have to end it umm thanks for the reviews you guys..
Itachi is dying and I will too.. if he does.
My my I can't kill angels dudes! It's not right, I killed rosier though
Umm finished (groan) there I was all excited about finishing this fic and starting the other one when I have just realized its my finals week… well yes this is where I disappear…
Umm When Uriel sentenced Alexiel's punishment, he destroyed his vocal chords as punishment to himself
See ya!