Chapter three

Vergil sat on his chair lost in thought. When Arkham told him that he had to impregnate a woman in order to open the last seal, he couldn't believe it. Impregnate a human woman?! That did bother him. He despised humans...but why? He loved his mother dearly, and she was human. Maybe it was because they are inferior to him, or the fact that they are so stupid in ways that don't make sense. Who will it be? A image of that girl with brown hair flashed in his mind. It could be her. He recalled him cutting her neck that will likely leave a scar. He was actually planning to kill her, but her friend moved her out of the way before he could have seriously injured her. It has to be her. If not then, who else? He doesn't have time to look around the small town and try to flirt with every decent girl that he sees. As a matter of fact, he doesn't want to. What was her name again? Oh, Amber...okay he found the girl. Besides doesn't the drunk friend know Dante? If he doesn't succeed in wooing her, than he'll demand her where Dante is and feed him to the demon. Pefect.

Vergil went to Arkham and told him about the girl. "How will you get to her?" Arkham asked.

"I have my ways," the son of Sparda said and gracefully walked away, smirking.

"What if he's stalking us?" Amber asked with a worried expression. She was still a little shaken up after that encounter with Vergil. Angela rolled her eyes, "Stop worrying about it! He's all you talk about ever since that happened! Damn, I feel like you have a thing for him or something." Amber shot her friend an angry glare but she stopped talking. How could she be so carefree? And for her information she does not like him! Okay, well he was beautiful and handsome but he left her a scar for crying out loud! But, Angela was right, she had to forget about it. She thought for a while. "Hey," she said, "Um...let's go for a walk, yeah?"

Vergil casually walked the streets in broad daylight. He wore jeans with a white t-shirt with a tie on it; Arkham also gave him a hat to cover his blond silver hair. "She would notice you," Arkham once said. He heard giggling and turned his atention to a group of girls who wore clothes that showed off most of their body. The tanned girl with black hair turned her attention to him; she giggled to her friends and pointed to him. The blond one besides her focused on him and smiled at him. Vergil scowled at them and walked away, making sure he showed no absoulute interest in them. He kept on walking until he finally reached her. She wasn't alone, she was with her drunk friend, and they were talking together. Apparently Angela's conversation didn't quite interest Amber. She was staring off into space. Although, his hate for humans, he did have to admit that she was kinda attractive. He just hopes that her attitude and the way she looks at things aren't predictable, pointless, shallow, and ignorant.

He followed them back into their apartment, he knows where they live...he can finally start his plan.

"Arkham, send the demons to their place." he demanded.

"So, you're going to be the superhero and come to their rescue?"

"She's useful to me...if she dies then that'll be a pity, but I'll just find someone else." Vergil smiled, "But yes, I will play the superhero for once,"

Oh, Vergil the superhero? Sorry that the chapter is so short! Review!