And here's Chapter 2! (Takes place during the "Personal Hell" mission of Vergil's Downfall)
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Chapter 2: Downfall
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"What is this place?" Vergil asked making his way through the ruined buildings that lay out before him. The air was hot, raspy, and only intensified by the light wind that blew through carrying with it the scent of ashes. Every direction he looked all he saw was the same; ruined platforms floating above a bottomless abyss swirling with red clouds that Vergil noticed crackled with lightning. Every few seconds he would hear the sound of crumbling stone and earth breaking apart as another ruined building came crashing down.
Staring around him Vergil found some the structures looked familiar, others; so twisted they were beyond recognition. He stopped to observe one building before him crumble slightly blocking his path to a set of floating platforms leading to what looked like a shattered portion of his old home. His wound still hurt gravely but nowhere near enough to stop him from jumping from platform to platform and landing just before the structure. That was until he felt the wound flare-up with pain as soon as he touched down, forced to one knee hunched over in pain.
CRICK! CRACK!
Looking up Vergil saw a few Stygian had erupted out of the ground and were now advancing towards him. 'Now of all times they choose to attack?' Vergil thought in irritation drawing Yamato and slamming it into the ground to summon his Doppelganger. Instead all he felt was a gut-wrenching pain shot through his entire body before lightening up, to his side he saw a faint blue outline of himself attempt to separate but merely folded back into himself.
'The hell's going on with my powers!?' Vergil mentally roared clutching his chest, that's when he noticed something, something extremely alarming to the white-haired young man. "My amulet! It's gone!" He cried realizing his prized amulet was no longer around his neck. A trio of growls turned his attention back to the demons before him that had begun advancing towards him. 'I guess I'll have to do this the long way.' Vergil thought picking up Yamato and reading himself.
Vergil easily dodged the first Stygian's attack before bringing Yamato, still in its shelf slamming into the demon's gut. It staggered back allowing Vergil to get his foot under its feet, drip it while drawing Yamato to split it at the waist. Behind him he sensed two other demons coming at him but two spectral swords impaled them both through the chest stopping them in their tracks. Spinning around Vergil killed both Stygians with one swipe as four more spawned from the cracked ground around him. He dashed towards the biggest one bringing his knee into its chin followed by a backhand strike that sent it fumbling to the ground. Around him the other three charged swinging their clubbed arms but met only empty air as Vergil at teleported out of the way then impaled each of them with two summoned swords each. The biggest Stygian had gotten to its feet and began another forward charge hoping smash Vergil's head in. Raising up Yamato he blocked the attack with easy before launching the demon the air where he proceeded to slash it three times, slicing the Stygian into pieces.
Down below more Stygian emerged from the ground. Vergil came down on one with a Helm Breaker that split one down the middle splattering black body on its companions. With quite easy Vergil beat the next to Stygian to death with his sheathed katana then kicked another off the platform into the abyss below and lastly used Sword Illusions to bring the remaining demons right in front of him. With one swipe he decapitated all of them save for one Stygian that had managed to dodge out to way unlike its brethren. Tired of dealing with the lesser demons Vergil before an upper slash that sent the poor creature into the air where it fell prey to the youth's Summoned Swords.
With all the demons gone Vergil entered into the establishment noticing the interior was just as ruined as the exterior was. Hot winds blew through the holes in the building hitting Vergil's partial dirt covered face. Besides the wind Vergil heard laughter, childish laughter followed by the sounds of wooded swords playfully hitting against each other. Walking forward a Vergil saw two phantom children playful sword-fighting, one with black hair and the other with white hair.
"Giving up Vergil?" The black haired child playful asked clashing wooded swords with his brother.
"No!" The white haired child replied sending a painful shock throughout Vergil. He saw his twin brother stabbing him in the chest with Rebellion, his red eyes filled with a growing fury as he forced him down to his knees. The memory cut off as the black haired boy finally overpowered the white haired child knocking the sword out of his hand and falling to the ground.
Vergil turned away not knowing why but not wanting to see the rest of the scene or experience more flashbacks. He continued walking hoping to forget but the wind carried a new raspy voice he recognized all too well.
"Poor Vergil…Are you lost?"
Grinding his teeth in anger Vergil gave a hollow whisper nobody could hear, "Damn you, Dante." Hatred began to cloud Vergil's mind at the thought of his older brother, the brother he trusted, had been betrayed by and nearly killed by. Those thoughts hung inside his head as he navigated the nightmarish ruins using his Sword Illusion and his supernatural agility to move from one area to another.
Arriving in a dimly lit room the only way out closed up with dark mud and rock jetting upward and freezing on the spot. Immediately Vergil's senses went on alert scanning the area for whatever was about to attack but finding nothing around him save for a few ravens he'd never noticed before.
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First he heard the faint sound of heavy breathing masked with the co of the ravens then the low breeze that lightly hit his back.
'I'm right here you bastard, just come and get me.' Vergil thought as he dirt-covered, gloved hands reached for Yamato slowly. When the wind flow changed Vergil immediately spun backwards unsheathing Yamato expecting some demon but only found a cloud of gases and ravens flocking pass him. Facing forward the gas condensed to form a bandage-covered demon with razor sharp claws on each hand.
Realizing this battle was going to be different Vergil summoned two Summoned Swords and flung them at the Wisp hoping to impale it twice in the chest. To Vergil's quiet surprise he saw the Wisp transform form into a gaseous outline of itself that the swords harmlessly passed through. The Wisp lunged with both its claws but Vergil was quicker in getting out of the way whilst examining the strange new demon. His sword swipe passed harmlessly through it but he quickly realized the Wisp's claws were solid enough to cut him apart when the demon managed to tear off a few pieces of his jacket.
Quickly he found hitting the red core at the demon's center with his Sword Illusions made it solid again, solid enough for Vergil to give the demon several nasty wounds across the chest. The Wisp brought its right claw downward while rearing its left back but Vergil had already formulated a plan. Stabbing Yamato into its neck he twisted the blade while swinging the sheath at the Wisp's left arm fracturing it. An unholy shriek left its goat like mouth calling more demons to the small room.
Silencing the Wisp with a quick twist of Yamato Vergil engaged the newly arrived demons cutting them to pieces then battling another Wisp. This time the battle went much quicker with Vergil impaling it four Summoned Swords after solidifying it with a well-placed Sword Illusion. It gave a withered groan of pain before Vergil brought his sheathed katana down upon its goat skull crushing it.
Outside Vergil saw a sight that was strange even to his eyes; over a series of platforms that lead to the familiar gates to Paradise which lay on a platform bathed in a faintly glowing blue sphere. Only seconds after seeing it Vergil heard his mother's voice again, this time it sounded as if she'd been crying.
"Vergil, my son… You're…you're dead!" She cried.
"What?" Vergil asked shocked both by his mother's voice and by her proclamation. "What do you mean I'm dead?" He asked.
"You're trapped here…just like me. But you can still escape, you still have a chance." Her disembodied voice called grabbing his attention. "The light! Find the light and get out of here." Eva said before he voice vanished leaving a bewildered Vergil alone.
Looking over at the glowing sphere Vergil noticed how the feint glow seemed almost angelic in nature, hopeful even. "Find the light…okay let's see if that'll work." Vergil stated moving towards the floating platforms that lead to the shining dome.
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Dante had never been one for plans unlike his brother, they weren't his style. Now though he wished he had a plan for was currently being chased by demons through the nightmarish world that was behind the door he'd entered. For all he knew he was in hell, maybe his own personal hell ash the dark-haired twin had seen phantom versions of himself and his brother as children playing. The scenes only furthered to harden his resolve in finding his twin brother and getting him out of whatever this horrid place was.
'Provided he's still alive ya' know, even after you killed him.' A voice in the back of his head chuckled but Dante ignored it focusing on filling the Stygians before him with bullet holes. He was no stranger to strange voices in his head and past experiences had lead him on one conclusion; nothing good.
SWOOSH!
The dark haired twin side-stepped a Stygian's blade just in time to ram Rebellion through the demon's chest killing it. More poured in from the upside down platforms that hung overhead causing Dante to whip out Ebony and Ivory to unleash a hail of bullet fire into their skulls. For those that remained he morphed Rebellion into the Aquila and threw them with deadly accuracy. The Stygian fell to the ground in pieces before fading away into black dusk that was carried away by the hot wind Dante had come to find slightly annoying, he could smell the ashes and blood on it.
THUMP! THUMP!
Turning his head Dante saw two Tyrants crawl out of the one of the buildings, both engulfed in raging flames whose heat Dante could feel even from at least twenty feet away. Morphing the Aquila into the Eryx Dante raised his hands up proudly proclaiming, "Come on guys what are you waiting for?" It did the trick and the Tyrants charged at once bringing both their fists down where the older son of Sparda was.
Having Angel Dodged out of the way Dante slammed his right fist into one Tyrant's back side then followed up with another. It quickly spun around surprising Dante while its partner threw out a fist launching a fireball at him. Instead of dodging Dante countered the fireballs with his own demonic fists that absorbed the flames growing stronger with the added power. Both Tyrants charged again swinging their fists wildly cutting off Dante's option of dodging so instead he slammed both his fists into the ground sending a flaming shockwave out that knocked both giant demons off balance. Running up to the first Tyrant he slammed his fist into the harden belly of the demon causing a small crack to form, another right hook broke it showing the disgusting black insides.
The second Tyrant had regained its balance and renewed its assault on the Nephilim just as he about to deliver the finishing blow to the wounded demon. Dante, not blind to the other demon's attack jumped aside allowing the flaming fist to shatter the wounded demon's exposed stomach splashing body parts everywhere. Not even a second late did Dante perform a Rising Dragon on the demon then finish it with a flaming fist to the face.
With all the demons dead Dante continued on his way ignoring the twisted scenery around him. He had no idea where he was going but he could still faintly sense his brother enough to get a generally direction, that direction happened to be over an increasing series of high up platforms that seemed to have some sort of ruined structure or building for him to gaze at.
"If this is hell then so much for rivers of blood, burning deserts, frozen lakes, and a big fancy mountain of skulls." Dante measly joked staring at the endless displays of ruined civilization before him. In some ways he found it a little sad how Limbo City looked somewhat like what he was seeing when he left Kat behind. 'Man I hope she's alright.' He secretly hoped jumping down 40 feet to another platform covered with ruined pavement.
Suddenly Dante felt a jolt run up his spine and back down to his feet followed by an overbearing sense of dread. A shadow passed over him causing him to face the blood-red sky overhead. Even though saw nothing he knew something was coming, something big and probably extremely ugly. At first he could only see a small gray dot but before long Dante's supernatural eyes saw a figure flying toward him; winged, big, and red eyes that practically oozed hatred.
Deciding not to fight Dante ran inside one of the buildings just as he felt something powerful shake it sending dust everywhere. He continued running through the hallways as the shaking continued along with a demonic growl that grew louder and louder.
CRUCH!
Dante's instincts kicked in, drawing Rebellion just as a set of razor sharp claws burst through the wall and attempted to grab him. With a roar he dragged the claymore across the gray-scaled arm giving whatever it belonged to a blood gash. The wall turned increasingly red before a stream of fire burst through searing the edges of Dante's jacket.
"Hey watch it!" He shouted shooting into the darkness. "This one's my favorite!" Nothing but pure silence met his answers but he never let his guard down. At the end of the platform he saw a sideways building that would be a challenge even for him to club. Using the Ophion whip he pulled himself up and began climbing careful to avoid falling off any of the oversized roof tiles that had been torn upward.
Pulling himself to the top Dante saw the shining dome of light and immediately felt a familiar feeling seize his heart. His gloved hand went to his red amulet, rubbing it tenderly as thoughts of his mother filled his mind.
'What would she think of me?' Dante asked no one mentally. 'Her oldest son trying to kill his younger brother in cold blood?' He already knew the answer; shame, hatred, and most of all disappoint that he resorted to what he always did when which was violence.
Looking down a flash of silver caught Dante's eye followed by the sound of steel cutting through flesh. He homed in and saw Vergil down below fighting his way toward the sphere of light which he was closer to than Dante was.
"The light Dante…don't lose the light. No matter what happens don't lose the light." A shallow voice reached Dante's ears.
Before he could process what he'd just heard the dark-haired youth heard the sound of chainsaws being revved up meaning only one thing; Ravagers.
Looking between the demons that had spawned behind him and his brother Dante realized he would have to run for it if he was to make it in time. "Ah shit this is going to suck." Drawing Rebellion he jumped downward and began running as fast as he could towards the sphere, jumping and avoiding any obstacles in his path. Demons began to spawn in front of him forcing Dante to morph Rebellion into the Osiris so he could keep going without stopping. Bloody limbs and served heads flew into the air as Dante continued running toward the dome now glowing a feint blue color and his speed increasing at a supernatural pace. Before he knew it he was almost at the ledge leading into the dome just as the many molten platforms around him began to crash into each other almost knocking Dante off his feet with their shockwaves.
His platform was taking a particular hard plum with boulders literally dropping down in front of his path forcing him to slow down a little to dodge them. Overhead he could see Vergil getting closer to the dome and realized he would get there before he did and probably end up surrounded again. Running faster Dante felt a tug in his gut and an overbearing sense of urgency to get to his brother before something went wrong, he could feel it.
'I've got to get to him NOW!' The older twin roared gaining more speed but this time every object in his path, boulder, demon, or brick was suddenly blown out of the way with such force they all nearly shattered. Any falling boulder that was anywhere near Dante was blown back just as he felt his body leave the ground and sail into the sky. He didn't realize any of this was happening, only that he was almost closer to the light, closer to his brother.
When he reached the ledge he jumped as far as he could, temporarily gaining a white wing on his back that carried him into the dome where they quickly faded away as Dante hit the pavement. On the small hill overlooking the gate Dante could see something standing just beyond the white marble; something dark, evil, and hollow. Gripping Rebellion he focused all his strength into his legs and subconsciously summoning an angelic white wing to his left side back jumped more than fifty feet into the air. In the open air Dante could see Vergil talking with something that looked like Kat but he knew obviously wasn't. Behind him he saw the same dark phantom that had been standing behind the gate only this time he'd taken the form of the elder son of Sparda. Taking a deep breathe Dante plunged downward bellowing in rage just as the phantom version of himself readied his sword.
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"Hey Vergil," Dante's voice called alerting Vergil to his twin's presence. Before he could turn around he heard what was most definitely the loudest clashing of swords he'd ever heard in his life.
CLING!
Colored dust and waves of energy exploded behind him nearly pushing Vergil off his feet. When he turned around what he saw was the most mind baffling thing he'd seen all day (which has been extremely long and hectic); two Rebellions crossed with their wielders locked in a hated deadlock, one Vergil saw looked like his brother but he could see the darkness, the colorless, the emptiness surrounding it while the other was clade in a red and black jacket and dark pants matched with combat boots. The latter of which Vergil knew and deeper than he knew felt almost happy to see.
"Dante?" Vergil asked staring at his dark haired brother.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" The colorless "Dante" roared clearly angered over the intervention.
Snarling Dante pressed Rebellion harder against his Hollow look alike. "I'm here to pick up my brother asshole." He answered kicking the Hollow a good ten feet away.
Rage dancing in its eyes the Hollow disappeared into shadows leaving a slightly winded Dante and a still shocked Vergil behind. Placing Rebellion on his back Dante turned to face his brother who was still looking at him with shock evident in his eyes.
"Sorry I cut it a little close there," He jokingly spoke. "The traffic was killer trying to get down here before he ya' know."
Once the shock faded Vergil found himself filled with anger, not at the fact that his brother had just saved his life but at the fact that he'd made the foolish decision to follow him into whatever hellish nightmare realm they were in.
"What the hell are you doing here!? Where's Kat and how'd you-Ah!" His words were caught off due to the earth-shaking shockwave that knocked both brothers off their feet. An animalistic roar shook their ears while their eyes tried to focus on the dark shape that now stood crouched before them. Two blood red eyes caught Vergil's own blue-gray orbs sending a renewed sense of danger over him. The figure charged forward, no, flew forward out of the smoke revealing two spear-like horns aimed straight for Vergil's heart. At most Vergil was able to keep the horns from impaling his heart but the beast's horns still pierced Vergil's body like a dark.
All the air left Vergil's tired lungs and his muscles slowly went slake from the sudden pain. The hellish world around him began to fade along with everything in it; the red sky, a pained howl, the sound of gunshots, and anger-filled yelling. The last thing Vergil saw before his eyes closed was his twin brother shouting at him, telling him "not to die on him" but Dante's voice was fading as Vergil was too exhausted to stay awake.
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Well that wraps up Chapter 2, I hope you enjoyed and if not I'm sorry. Please rate and review if you'd like!
Author's Note: Towards the end Dante did in fact start displaying his angel powers (Telekinesis and wing manifestation) and throughout the story both he and Vergil will gain several powers with some being unique to them individually and others shared between them.