The Last Spartan
Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry
Author note: Sorry it's been a while since I've posted anything but it's been really hectic with school and work. But anyways I've got a load of chapters I'm hoping to post today. So here's the first of them!!
It had been two nights since the intruder and Evalen lay awake again. She was listening to Lady and Trish argue with Dante and Nero.
"It's too dangerous!" Trish sneered
"Stop calling her an it!" Nero hissed
"Look, you have to understand where we're coming from! She was kept ignorant from what she is fore a reason!" Lady insisted
"She isn't able to control herself! She's just like Vergil! She's going to turn out just like him!" Trish argued
"No she won't! You don't know her as we do! Right, Dante?" Nero pleaded
"Be quiet or your going to wake her up." Was all Dante said
They were silent for a moment and Evalen took the chance to wipe the tears from her eyes.
"Dante, please tell me you agree with me, we can't kill her." Nero pleaded
"Nero, you saw what she was like. I can't argue with them anymore." Dante reluctantly admitted
Evalen drew in a sharp gasp and four heads snapped to her place in the hallway.
"Evalen?" Dante asked in surprise
"I can't believe it. After everything you honestly can't trust me?" she choked
"No, it's not that" Dante took a step to her
"LIAR!" she shouted on the top of her lungs, then she pivoted and ran to her room, slaming the door behind her.
The four of them ran to her door.
"Evalen, open the door." Dante begged
"Please Evalen, open the door! I won't let them hurt you…Evalen?" Nero banged on the door.
"Move" Lady demanded and shoved the men out of her way. "Eva, you open this door or it goes down." She ordered.
No reply came from inside the room. Lady waited half a minute and kicked the door in sending it into the room, hinges still connected.
They stared in the dark room for a minute, their eyes adjusting.
"Ev…a…len?" Dante asked in disbelief into the empty room.
Her blue curtains fluttered in and out of her room with the wind. A few snow-flakes drifted in through the open window. Their breath instantly crystallized in the sub-zero air.
"Oh shit, what do you think she's going to do?" Trish wondered astound
"Where do you think she'll go?" Dante asked, hysteria creeping into his voice.
"Orphanage." Nero guessed
"No, she wouldn't wake them up" Dante disagreed "What about the Pizza Paralor?" he suggested
"No, that's where you'd be." Trish snapped
Evalen ran and ran, her thin white night-gown flowing behind her. Her feet had crossed over broken glass not a half mile from where her foot touched, leaving a slight red trail in the foot prints she left behind.
She knew any hope Dante had for tracking her was quickly being covered and destroyed beneath the falling snow.
"I…I can't… oh Dante, why?" she sobbed over and over as she ran.
Unsurprissingly her legs had taken her to the orphanage. She went to the basement window and pushed it open. On her way in she woke Little Miss Muppet. The bat flew around her and knocked the window closed behind Evalen. She fluttered around Evalen's head as she lay crumpled on the floor.
"Evalen?" A voice whispered around her
"Leave me alone." She whimpered
"Come to me Evalen. I'll take care of you." It cooned
"Why?" she sobbed
"Because I believe you're all good. I believe you could bring justice to this world."
"Really?" she sat up and stared at the wall.
"Really." It answered
A blackish light in the shape of a circle pulsed from the wall, red symbols revolved around it.
"Come to me my dear. I'll take such good care of you."
Evalen pulled herself up and stood before the circle.
Little Miss Muppet landed on her shoulder. The black light engulfed the two of them and pulled them in
Evalen opened her eyes slowly. They adjusted to the darkness quickly. She was on a pathway surrounded by thick forest. The path seemed to stretch in from and behind her for eternity. Little Miss Muppet fluttered around her.
"This way, my dear." The voice called from miles in front of her.
She began walking, the bat following. Minutes passed and she slowed to a stop.
"Come, I'm not much further. You can make it." The voice called, and indeed it did sound much closer.
However, the reason she stopped was not because of exhaustion, rather familiarity. She senced someone she knew was close. She took a step forwards.
"That's it." The voice cooned happily
It was then that something bulleted from the forest and speared Evalen into the forest. She gasped for air as she lay on the forest floor, a heavy body restricting her lungs.
"What the?" she gasped
"Trust me, you do NOT want to go that way." A man's voice almost laughed
Evalen recognized the voice, but the lag of oxygen would not permit her to think clearly. The seconds ticked by as she tried to think.
"You okay?" he asked as he pushed himself up.
That's when his features struck her. Deep blue-greed eyes, spiked silver hair, a slight nasally voice and a face that looked like it was carved stone, identical to that psychotic pizza-loving maniac she called big brother. She looked into the man's eyes and gasped. It was him. Tears started to fall down her cheeks. The man started to wipe them away with his thumbs.
"It's okay Evalen, it's okay. Big brothers here" he cooed to comfort her.
"I-i-it's y-you-uuu" she sniffled and sobbed "V-Vergil"
The man known as Vergil Sparta smiled softly at her.