The Last Spartan
Wee hoo! Poppin out two chapters in one day! So I'm trying to lengthen the chapters a bit, but this is supposed to be a short story (all my other stories have a tendency of running on forever) so it's easier to keep track of when it's short. Anyhoo, I wrote a lot of this chapter when I was half asleep and honestly can't edit my own work (as ya'll can probably tell) And I'm thinking of making this a seriesish thing. Well sorry this took so long, more questions will arise and I promise I'll get to answering some of them in the next chapter!! Hestic
Disclaimer: Still don't own Devil May Cry (though I'm thinking of changing that…)
Chapter 8: "Evalen! My dear! Is everything okay?" a short plump elderly woman waddled to the screen door
"Fine Mary. Is it alright if we use the basement?" Evalen smiled
"Oh, yes dear. Follow me" the old woman led the way thru a chilly, bleak hallways to a stone cold metal door. "Is there anything else?"
"No ma'am. Is it okay if I lock the door?"
Mary eyed Dante and Nero before searching Evalen's face to see if this is what she really wanted, with a nod she waddled away, murmering something under her breath.
"You sure this is okay?" Dante wondered
"Yeah, it's just that the last time she saw me with a boy he walked away with no nose and half a chin." She shrugged
"Half a chin? How in the world did you manage that?" Nero asked bewildered
"And no nose holds no interest to you?" Dante wondered
"Never heard of teeth?" Evalen snorted
"Teeth?" Dante and Nero asked together in shock
"Teeth." Evalen assured them and led the way into the basement.
She locked the door and flicked on the lights. They walked down the rotting wooded steps to the concrete floor.
The basement was dim, but large and surprisingly warm. Besides the many boxes that littered the floor and few shelves there was a broken couch and a ripped recliner.
"This is nice" Dante assessed
"Yeah, sure. I'm sure all the little kiddies say that before a big fat spider lands on their head" Nero shivered
"Actually there are almost no spiders down here. Little Miss Muffet sees to that." Evalen assured
"Little Miss Muppet?" Nero asked with a raised eyebrow
Evalen pointed to the ceeling corner on the far side of the room. Both the men looked and their eyes settled on a fat black bat whom simply eyed them with mild interest.
"Right, revenge of the pudding girl." Nero shivered again
"So, are we going to get the big secret out or what?" Evalen asked as she snuggled into the recliner.
The men sat on the lopsided couch and Dante took a deep breath.
"Where to start?" he murmered to himself
"You can just come out and say it." Evalen suggested
"Alright. If that's what you want. You're a half-demon. Our mother, Eva, was human. Our father, Sparda, was a great Demon Warrior. The reason you were never told this is because you would have been put into grave danger. You would have also been put in the position of deciding between Vergil and I, Demons or Humans. However, for now the only choice you need to make is this; live as a human like you have, or begin training as a demon and use your human life as cover. Well, at least you're an adult." Dante folded his hands in his lap assessing Evalen's face like Mary had done earlier, which to his distress was smooth, not letting anything thru.
In her head she went over everything that she saw and heard last night. After a minute of debate she nodded and her head and with a smile she looked her older brother in the eyes.
"I want in." she said simply
"Are you sure? You'll be put into a lot of danger, and its hard work." Nero asked nervously
"She's sure. Just look at her. She was meant for this." Dante said proudly
"So what are we going to start with?" Nero looked to Dante
"Fighting. She needs a weapon, but which to get for her? It'll take a while to assess so we'll start with hand to hand combat."
"What about Widow's Reaping?" Evalen spoke up interrupting the male's conversation.
Dante stared at her and his face grew pale. "How do you know of that?" his voice was barley above a whisper.
"Know of what?" Nero looked to Evalen now
"Widow's Reaping. It was Mothers. Or at least I'm fairly certain it is." She scratched her head and looked slightly confused herself.
"I don't believe it! So that's what happened!" Dante sighed in relief
"What happened? Am I the only one missing out on this?" Nero looked disappointed and slightly jealous.
"Let's get to it then! We have a lot of work to do!" Dante grabbed Evalen by the hand and started pulling her up the stairs.
"Wait! HEY! What about ME?" Nero called running after them.