Fun with Vergil! Whoot!

I love an evil Vergil. But I also like to think that there is a tiny sliver of humanity in there somewhere and on rare occasions it comes out. So here's a scenario I began writing well over a year ago where it just might show itself. :)

Train Ride

Vergil sat quietly on the train gazing over his nose at the daily newspaper. He often wondered why he even bothered reading this trash, but knowledge was power, and so he forced himself to keep with the times. Potentially he could use this information later down the road to turn the tides in his favor... It still didn't mean he had to like it.

He scowled at the paper and sighed. It wasn't just the paper, but the train itself that was making him on edge. Humans... He could hear them outside the compartment he was in. They were walking in the corridor looking for a place to sit, calling out to loved ones, or looking for the woman who wandered the train pushing the cart with alcohol. A few stragglers had actually tried to share his space, but one look from him had sent them packing right quick. Vergil smirked smugly to himself. Now he had this spacious compartment to himself, which would make the ride at least bearable.

Another stop came and he ignored the window completely as people passed just under it. He didn't want to see the mindless activities of lovers embracing, families happily reuniting, or the odd girl who would gaze at him through the window with impure thoughts. He didn't care for any of that, so he braved the paper once more.

After a while the train started up again, and Vergil wasn't too objective to reading at the moment. He'd found an article about a man who had held a store hostage at gunpoint before killing all but one and then shooting himself. Now that's human nature. He thought with a cold smile. In a way he would really be doing a merciful thing by making the entire race extinct.

As he began mulling over ways in which to accomplish this, his compartment door opened. The first thing he noticed was a large bulge of pink in front of him. He cocked an eyebrow and looked up to see a woman walking in. A very pregnant woman.

"No, I'll be fine," she said with a laugh. "Stop worrying, they aren't due for another month or so." The woman completely ignored Vergil and began hoisting her bag into the luggage rack above the seat opposite of his.

She was small in stature, but her stomach jutted out as if it were a wrecking ball looking to destroy anything that got in its way. Her hair a strawberry blonde mass of curls that fell in between her shoulder blades. She was talking on her cell phone as she waddled into a sitting position. She finally noticed him and gave a friendly smile with a glowing face and laughing brown eyes.

"Vergil, I'm telling you I'll be fine! Yes, yes I promise to call you as soon as I get to Abbey's. No, I did pack that. Jeezus, stop worrying so much. Oh, honey, I'm breaking up, we're going through a tunnel... I'll call you back later, bye!" She said in almost one breath before hanging up the phone. "I'm so sorry," she laughed apologetically. "He's a bit of a rambler."

Vergil only stared at her, then following it up with the same icy glare he'd given the previous saps who had tried to take the seat she now sat in. Had she said his name on her phone?

"I'm Nora," she continued on. Now who was the rambler? She watched him expectantly, but he did not want to engage in pointless banter with her. His silence only bought him more banter. "That was my husband. If ever there was a more paranoid man I have yet to meet him," she sighed happily and leaned against the seat. Her left hand went up to rest on her stomach and he noticed the small ring on her finger.

"Calm down boys," she smirked patting her stomach. She reached into her three story purse and pulled out a nutrition bar of some kind. Vergil hid himself behind his paper, but only glowered at the articles.

Boys huh? What are the odds…?

"Would you like one?" Nora suddenly asked. Vergil peaked over his paper to glare at her hand as it held out a bar for him. "Of course I have other stuff too, if you're not the health type. These things are life savers on long trips. Eating for three now, but I could feed a fourth."

"You talk too much." Vergil said annoyed.

"I do?" She asked with a smirk on her face. "Oh damn! He's rubbing off on me"

"In more ways than one apparently." Vergil said under his breath, but she must've heard him. She was actually laughing, her big belly bobbing as if the kids inside were also joining in with their mother.

"And imagine his surprise when he found out he got two for the price of one. I think he would've fainted if he hadn't already been sitting down."