Chapter 3

Ok just to recap my life has been hell since I was 4. Murder of the parents, attack from demons resulting in loss of limbs, adoption and hell. So the events that happened last night I really wanted to file them all as a dream. It wasn't till I walked down to Dante's office that I remembered that it actually happened.

Light breathing could be heard from the office. Looking round I saw Eva sleeping on one of the sofas that was near the stairs with one of Dante's trench coat as a blanket. While Sparda was sleeping at the desk with his legs placed on the top and his arms placed round the back of his head. Wow, Dante really did get his habits from him, I thought as I walked towards the bathroom. I moved quietly to try not to wake them; it wasn't till I reached the door when I knew that he was awake.

"So when are you going to tell us what happened?" Turning round I saw Sparda was now sitting up right at the desk.

"I don't know what you mean," I replied coldly. The way that Sparda talked made it sound like he wanted me to forget the horrors of the events that happened 13 years ago.

"You do know what I mean. Your arm and leg, they're made of metal no flesh so stop acting like it's alright… what happened?" he answered pointing at both my limbs.

"I lost them after you two "died", a demon attacked me. I was four, I had no way to defend myself… but it's been 13 years now so I've grown used to them now." After that closing comment a shot of pain cruised up my body from both ports. He must have noticed the pain look in my eyes as he started to walk closer towards me.

"Humans have really come a long way," Sparda muttered to himself as he examined my arm, running his hand along the scar surrounding the port. But as he moved his hand more pain was inflected upon it no matter how light his touch was. "It hurts doesn't it? Have you tried to get your real limbs back?"

"You know full well that I can't do that. Even though you, the great Sparda, is my father, I am unable to regenerate my limbs."

"If you like… I could see what I could do?"

"Do whatever you want… I properly have no chance stopping you even if I said no," I caved in, giving up on a fight I know I would lose.

The answer I gave him seemed to satisfy him; a sly smile crossed over his lips… definitely Dante. Just then time seemed to slow down. The air in the office grew thick as demon energy flooded the room. All the light that was in the room all turned dark as the demon power grew more powerful. Suddenly, there was a cool breeze that brushed against the raw flesh of my artificial arm and leg.

Looking at them both I saw that both my left arm and right leg was disappearing in a purple light. In a state of shock I looked back at Sparda to that his whole human form was pulsing with demonic power with his once blue eyes now glowing red. The next time that I looked at my body, I only had one arm and leg. Shock took over me as my vision started to turn black till there was nothing but darkness. What every happened next after that moment was lost in the darkness.

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"Buffy? Buffy? Are you alright?" Dante's voice broke through the darkness that fogged my mind. "What have you done to her?"

"Only help her regain what she lost," Sparda's voice sounded calm and wise compared to Dante.

Light began to creep through my eyelids. I saw a number of shadows were gathered round where I lay. How long was I out for?

"Ok Dante calm down. He did what he did to stop the pain that she was suffering," Eva's voice as soft as I remembered from my faced memories.

The light that flooded my vision was blinding and painful to look at.

"I know she was in pain…" his voice… was he crying or about to? "… But what if she's unable to wake up now? If that does happen I will never forgive you "father"!" The rage that Dante displayed was enough to scare off any onlookers. "After what's happened… there is plenty of reason why I shouldn't!"

"Stop over reacting Dante," my voice broke through the darkness leaving it quiet and weak.

"Buffy! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine already," what was it that made everyone worry about me?

Without thinking about thinking about it, I moved my left arm to block the light that was now blinding me. To my shock, it was no longer metal. Instead of reflection that would dance off the metal, a pale flesh colour hand nearly completely blocked the light.

As I rose from the sofa I saw that my leg was also back to its original state, pale and flesh. Looking at the others I saw a mix of concern and happiness cross the eyes of both my parents. However Dante was in as much shock as I was.

"Buffy! Your arm and leg… they're…"

"Yes I know I do have eyes myself Dante I can they're normal myself!" I snapped.

"Buffy Sparda! Is that any way to talk to your brother?" Sparda's voice came across stain and fatherly. In a way… I missed it so much.

"Sorry, but how did you do this? I thought all your powers were sealed away when you sealed the demon realm from the human? So how is it possible?" So many questions were left unanswered and yet this one seemed to be more important at the current moment in time.

"True. Most of my powers were sealed in the demon world… but regaining lost limbs doesn't take a lot of power when you know how to do it correctly," Sparda explained while wearing a large grin, clearly happy that he helped.

"Are you alright now honey?" Eva had moved to sit next to be lightly holding my newly regained hand. Even though the touch was light it felt to feel again in my left arm and hand.

"I'm fine now mom." I missed her so much I couldn't help but smile back at her. God I missed them both so much.

"Ok," Dante started to talk as he took his seat at his desk clearly ready for the question of what the hell is going on. "We now know that Buffy's alright. But now it's time to answer the big question here of what the hell is going on. For 13 years now both me and Buffy as been left to believe that you two have been dead, killed by Mundus. Last time I checked, dead people don't just walk around unless they're zombies. And I can sense that you're both alive so what the hell is going on?"

"To put a long story short… when we got hit by that blast it removed our souls from our bodies leaving both soul and body still alive," Sparda was the one who answered the question.

"Yeah… that makes no sense…" I looked at them like either they were crazy or me and Dante was for not understanding what was going off.

"Sorry, but I don't understand it much either… not even your father does." Sparda turned away, clearly embarrassed. "But enough about us, we want to know what had happened with our children's lives." The look in Eva's eyes made me think of all the choices I've made in my life after their "death". Fuck.