Nero

"I'll see you later Kyrie!" I shouted, waving my hand in her direction.

"Good luck on finding your father! And keep that sling on! You don't want anyone to freak out about that arm of yours!" She hollered back at me. I turned my back on her and dashed out of the cathedral.

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Kyrie, she's a pretty girl… just not my type. Used to like her though… I don't know why I'm not interested in her anymore... She's really nice and I can tell she likes me but she knows I'm now into her brother, Credo (which is weird because Credo is a guy and so am I). As for Credo, he found out I had a crush on him when Kyrie accidently let it slip when she was chatting with him. He wasn't mad or disgusted… he just didn't care. That kind of made me sad.

Anyway, the name's Nero. My job is to kill off demons and help the Order of the Sword that Kyrie and Credo are running. The Order of the Sword worships the legendary Sparda, a demon who had turned on his own kind to save the human race. The Order of the Sword's former leader was a nutcase and gave his members the ability to turn into demons, including himself. He tried to use me to give the Savior full power but, Dante and I foiled his plans. I was able to kill the leader and save Kyrie… and we tried to kiss after that but… of course the stupid demons ended up stopping us! I guess that's why I'm not into her anymore… every time we had a chance to kiss we were interrupted. It just wasn't meant to be. Poor Credo… he was badly wounded… he looked so helpless that I wanted to be there for him… Is that when I first started to like him? Anyways, Dante gave me his dead brother's sword, Yamato (which I later lost), and we parted and never saw each other again.

My favorite past time is gazing at Credo. I would never admit that to anyone so I don't know why I just told you that… He's caught me once looking at him. He just ignored me. Figures, he's the new leader and needs to keep his new reputation up. If anyone found out a guy was falling in love with him, he'd be ruined. I've been able to keep my mouth shut about it and hoped that Kyrie wouldn't get carried away with her talkativeness (is that even a word)?

Just the other day, I heard Credo and Kyrie talking to each other in the library about my past, which I barely even remember. The only part I heard them say before they were interrupted was that I was related to Sparda somehow. Credo believed that Sparda's only living relative, Dante, was my father. I almost gagged on air when I heard that. Dante? The guy who saved my ass a million times? But, as I thought about it… it made sense. Why would he save me if he wasn't my father or some other relative of mine? And if I'm not his son then he must have a really soft heart.

When I talked to Kyrie about what I heard she told me of Dante's whereabouts. She said that he was a demon hunter and went on missions a lot to pay off debts he owed. She gave me the address of his office and other places he frequently visited and now she's waving me good bye.

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I scanned the paper for any nearby addresses- one was of a night club… Even though it was during the day, I hesitated to go there. I've heard too many stories about what they do at night clubs and it scares the shit out of me. But, luckily for me, there was a little note under it that said 'not opened yet'. I shrugged the fear off my shoulders and stomped off in that direction, hoping Kyrie didn't get her information wrong (she tends to do that a lot).

I was so excited when I found out that my father was still alive but now, I'm not sure what I feel… fear of meeting him or him not accepting me? Hatred toward the father that left me alone? Who knows. All I know is that I need to find him and tell him I still exist… and then it hit me: What if he doesn't even know that I was born? Like… maybe my mother didn't tell him she was pregnant with me before he left her? Who is my mom, anyways?

Well, even if Dante isn't my dad, he'd make a good friend.

I finally arrived at the gigantic city and stopped to look down at the map and addresses in my hand. I wanted to make sure I was going the right way.

"Hello!" I looked over the papers at a little blonde girl standing in front of me with a big smile on her face. "I guess more and more people are looking light the famous demon hunter!"

"Huh?" I had nothing to say to that comment that sprung out of nowhere.

"Are you new here?" She asked, bouncing up and down for a second, her pink Lolita dress following those simple movements.

"Uh-"

"… Do you even know how to talk?" She looked up at me through her puffy pink hat, the shade covering her eyes.

"Of course I do! I'm not an idiot!" I shouted at her. Her annoying questions got under my skin. "Now go away!"

"My name's Patty Royale." I rolled my eyes; she just doesn't get it. "I can help you where ever your going- I live here."

Contemplating on whether or not I felt like having a little girl as my guide I came to a question I've been meaning to ask someone, "Do you know Dante?"

"Dante? Yeah, he practically adopted me." She said, her smile now broadening.

"Wait till he finds out he has a real child…" I muttered under my breath. The little girl barely heard me and looked at me questionably. When I realized that she was trying to figure out what I had just said, I straightened up and asked, "Can you take me to…" I looked down at the papers in my hand again. "Guilty Pleasures?"

"Are you looking for a job there? I'm pretty sure there are a few openings." She told me.

"Uh… sure, why not?" I shrugged. I've been in need of a job that wasn't so full of violence. The Order of the Sword? I work for free there, no pay.

The blonde girl grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards the city. I hoped to god she wasn't a demon in disguise- I wasn't in the mood to fight.

"Hurry, I'll take you there." Patty turned towards me when I didn't walk 'fast enough'.

"What's the rush?" I asked her.

"I want to catch Dante before he goes demon hunting again. He owes me a sundae." She huffed and twirled back around, pulling my arm harder to make me walk faster.

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The club wasn't very flattering on the outside but… you never know… could be nice on the inside.

I watched as Patty opened the door and waltz right in, not even caring to hold the door for me. I didn't mind, she was still a child any ways. I followed her into the cold building and waited for the door to shut quietly behind me. I didn't want to immediately attract attention; I'm still new to this city.

"Dante! Dante where are you!" Patty shouted at the top of her lungs.

A door on the far side of the wall opened and a tall white-haired man stepped out (he looked a lot like Dante). "Dante's not here, Patty. Go back home."

The blonde huffed at him and snapped her head away. She glared at the man from under her puffy hat. "Where is he?" The man by the open door shrugged. "Fine. Someone else wants to work here." She shoved her thumb at me behind her.

"Well, if that's all, then you can leave." The white haired man said. He motioned at me. "You, come in my office now." I watched Patty leave first before following the man into his office. He sat down in a business chair behind his desk and looked at me. "Name's Soul, yours?" We shook hands and I told him my name. "You want to work here?" I nodded. "Alright. You need to remove the cast to work here though."

"I can't do that."

"And why not?" He asked me.

"…" I couldn't reply.

"You have a demon arm don't you?" He asked. "Take it off and you can be a pole dancer."

"What!" I shouted at him in disbelief. There was no way I was going to do something so fowl just for a couple of bucks even if I was still wearing the sling.

"Pay is twenty for each day that you show up on time and use the required hours." Soul said. "If you don't like it, get lost." He said tiredly.

I shook my head. "Fine." The reply came out before I could stop myself. "Before I sign any papers I'd like to know, how many times does Dante come in?"

"Dante? Why would you like to know?" He looked at me with his bright red eyes. "You have a crush on him or something?"

"No. He's supposedly my father." I told him.

"Sorry to tell you this but, believe it or not, Dante's a virgin." I stared at him, wondering if he was telling the truth. Soul seemed to have read my expression pretty well and answered. "We had a conversation a while ago and I asked him if he had ever had sex before. That's what he replied."

"Then who the hell is my father?!" I screamed. Just now finding out that Dante was not who I think he was while after I had come this far… that could put a lot of stress on anyone.

"He does have a twin. While the twin was mind controlled in the demon world there was a rumor going around that he raped a human woman when he went on a mission for the king." The man sounded so sure of himself. And then it hit me…

If my mother was raped… did she abandon me because I looked like the man who hurt her?

A wave a dread washed over me. I didn't want to believe what he was saying. And I didn't.

"You may be telling me the truth but that doesn't mean that my mother was the one who was raped." I snapped at him. The man shrugged it off and stood from his desk.

"Do you want to meet him?" He asked politely. "Maybe you two can get a blood test done to see if you are father and son." I gave him no answer. The white haired man gave a long sigh and walked out of the office. Before the door closed behind him he turned to me and said, "Stay here."

When the door closed, I leaned back and put my feet on the desk, trying to relax and forget what the man just said. I'd rather be related to the cocky Dante than a rapist, wouldn't you?

The air was extremely cold in his office and I pulled the sleeves of my coat longer, to cover my bare arms. I closed my eyes and listened to the whirl of the vent above me, it was such a soothing sound. I wondered if Credo and Kyrie were worrying about me, especially Credo. I wanted to know if he had any feelings at all for me (he seems cold and heartless).

I don't know how long I was in the office. I guess I was in there for quite a while because I had woken up when Soul came back in (I didn't even know that I fell asleep in the first place).

"Vergil's not here." He said as he came in. "Might as well just show you around this place before you start your job." I followed him out the office and back into the open space of the club. He quickly told me that this was where the customers will sit to watch as people (including me) would pole dance. He also pointed to the bar and said that Vergil will be giving drinks to the customers. "By the way, I'm also thinking including the pole dancers to be hosts for some of the customers."

"No. I'll pole dance but I will not sit with the customers so they could shamelessly flirt with me." I glared at him. "Besides, drunken customers can take it a little too far. My suggestion: stick to hiring people for pole dancing."

He shrugged in reply. He pointed to an open door that lead to stairs. "Up there is where I would be if you can't find me in my office. That's basically where I live during the day. Your- I mean, Vergil also has his own room up there as well but I send him on errands so he's rarely up there during the day. My room's on the left and his is on the right."

The short tour was over and he left me by myself in the open club. I hoped that he wouldn't be too mad if I checked out all the rooms upstairs (and hopefully finding out a little bit more about Vergil). I walked up the steps and the creaked underneath my boots. When I got to the top of the stairs there were two doors; one on the left and one on the right. I immediately took to the right and turned the handle to find that the door wasn't locked. I slipped in.

Everything just went from obnoxious (and almost nauseating) colors to a dull bluish greenish color. For some reason the colors of the room made me sleepy again but I held back a yawn as I scanned the rest of the room. In the corner of my eye I spotted something that I thought I would never see again.

Yamato.

How the hell did it end up here? The question rang through my mind over and over again as I picked up the katana from the side of the bed. I held it delicately in my hand, almost afraid that it would break in my hand if I held too hard. I sighed and knelt down to hold it in my arm, like a mother would hold a child. I missed that sword so much and it was a pain in the ass to get Dante to approve me of being its next master. I'm just glad that it's okay.

Stealing really isn't my thing but that sword was rightfully mine (Dante gave it to me). I stood up and held the katana tightly in my hand. There was no way that I would let it disappear again. I quickly walked to the door and yanked it open- Just to come face to face with Dante (or so I thought).

"What are you doing in my room?"

Not Dante. Dante doesn't live here.

I held on to the sword and kept my mouth shut, just glaring at him. He asked again.

"You're Vergil?" I asked, avoiding his question.

"Yes. Now let go of my katana and get out of my room." The man said, making a reach for the sword. I backed away from him, determined not to let him get a hold of it. "Kid, I'm warning you. If you don't let go of my katana right now and leave this room, I'll kill you- and I won't hesitate."

With that threat, running was my only choice to get away with Yamato. I shoved him back into the hall with my shoulder and dashing out the room, down the stairs, and back into the club. I heard my so called 'father' run after me and I hopped onto the stage, drawing the katana out of its sheath. I held the point steady, towards the stairs.

Vergil rushed out and immediately turned to me- the coldest death glare I had ever seen (worse than Credo's, I believe). "Give it back…" I could feel the air around me become thick. I felt like I was suffocating. I watched as the guy in front of me turned into a demon (which, by the way, scared the crap out of me). I didn't waver but held the sword tightly.

It was Vergil who moved first. Faster than the speed of light was the perfect way to describe how he moved. He easily knocked me back and I hit one of the poles on the stage. Pain shot through me and I started to think that Vergil wasn't bluffing- he was really going to kill me.

I wouldn't let that happen.

Using the pole as leverage I flipped to the side, out of the path of his attack. I spun the katana in my hand and darted towards him. I swung Yamato at him, which he dodged with ease. I was out of my league but I wasn't about to give up. I swung the blade over and over again, each time missing him by only a couple of centimeters. I finally landed a hit when he turned back into his human form; the katana slashed through his chest and his blood spill on the floor beneath us. He gripped his chest, a long enough pause for me to get away. I hopped off the stage and started running for the door.

BANG!!

I turned around and found one of the tables flying at me. Ducking underneath the table as it flew over me I spotted Vergil and found that he already healed.

"What the fuck is going on here!" Soul came out of his office and glared at Vergil and I.

Vergil straightened and calmly said, "I was retrieving my sword which this little thief got his hands on."

"Thief?! Dante gave me this sword!" I shouted at the man on the stage. "You're the thief!"

"Enough!" I shut my mouth as Soul walked towards me. He held his hand out towards me. "Give me that sword." I back away from and held it behind me. "Nero, YOU are the one who is stealing. I was with Vergil in the demon world where we found Yamato."

"Liar…" I backed away some more, my back was now touching the door.

The door slammed against me and I flew forward- I held onto the sword as I brought my hands in front of me so I could catch myself (but I failed miserably).

"Kid!" A familiar voice rang from behind me. I turned around to find Dante standing in the doorway. "Fancy meeting you here!"

"Glad you're here too." I told him as I stood up from the ground. "Now tell them you gave me Yamato."

"I wouldn't have given Yamato to you if I had known my brother was revived."

I gaped at him in disbelief but quickly recovered. "Fine." I said. I slammed the sword into the flooring beneath me and moved around Dante to walk out the door. "I quit."

"Quit?" Dante turned to me and then to Soul. "What kind of job did you give him?"

I watched as Soul shrugged and replied shamelessly, "Pole dancing."

"Seriously?" Dante turned to me with a huge grin on his face. "That's the perfect job for him."

I huffed in disappointment. I thought for sure he was a lot nicer than that. Giving them all one last glare, I turned around and headed out. I don't think I ever want to return to this club- or even this city- ever again.

TBC…

Sorry to disappoint you guys for delivering this chapter a tad bit late (or extremely late). If I'm not going to get any REVIEWS then I think I'll take my time with making the next chapter. Thank you.

As for Credo being alive in this story when I've based it on the games... well... I needed someone for Nero to fall in love with (and Kyrie was definately not the answer to my problem).