The Last Spartan
Okay, I know the last two chapters have been extremely short, but on lined paper they're really long…okay that was a horrible lie. Anyways I promise this one will be longer, so please don't eat me!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry but I am currently playing it…again…
Lady entered the shop. Vergil had his feet propped up on the desk just like its owner would.
"Have fun?" Vergil smiled
"Oh, shut up. Have we gotten any new jobs?"
"Possibly" Vergil kept hi mocking smile.
"Stop teasing her." A woman's voice yelled from the back room. "How's Trish?" she continued and walked into the room, her sea-green eyes blazing yet sorrowful.
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Lady, Dante, and Nero stared in shock at the Ivy whipping around Evalen. They were dark green leaves with poisoned purple tips.
Trish lay on the basement floor in a heap, Evalen's Ivy slithering around and slicing her body.
Vergil dashed forwards and gathered Evalen into a hug "Calm down. Your okay Evalen, stop this now." He demanded in a calming voice
"Why? What have I done to deserve this? I haven't hurt anyone and yet still they assume. So why not prove them right?" she sneered
"Stop this, please stop this." Nero whined from the stairs
Evalen's eyes slightly shot up to Dante and Nero, fear and sadness prominent in their eyes and faces. Her anger subsided and the Ivy crumbled to dust.
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"She's fine" Lady hissed
Evalen looked away, unable to look Lady in the eyes.
"Eva, did you finish the job?" Her brother peered over to her
"Of course I did. It was a synch." She shrugged and walked to her room
"I thought you said you didn't get any jobs." Lady inquired
"I said perhaps. And besides, I needed someone who could actually fight and not have to rely on weapons. Besides, you would never have the ability to get where the job was."
"And she does?" Lady sneered
"Of course she does. She is a Spartan after all." Vergil said smugly
"Splendid! Isn't it? That a female Spartan still exists?" Jester laughed as he appeared out of thin air
"Jester!" Lady hissed as she reached for her guns
"Now, now! Wouldn't want to wake the Miss! I'm sure after such a long day at work she'd want to be left undisturbed, don't you think?" he laughed
"What do you want?" Vergil asked, the boredom in his voice was unmistakable.
"Me? Why I don't know what you're talking about! Of course when you shot at me I still fell rather offended but oh! You sly devil you! You're not Dante!" Jester danced around Vergil's head
"No, I'm not." Vergil said as he unsheathed Force Edge and held it to Jesters throat "When I kill someone, I make sure they're dead."
"Oh! Snippy snippy!" Jester exclaimed and whispered in Vergil's ear "Is it that time of the month?"
"Jester! You and me! Right now!" Lady demanded, furious that they would ignore her so completely.
Jester snapped his head in her direction "I'm not in the mood to play with you! Go away!"
+Authors note: When I wrote Jesters lines I had Tira from Soul Caliber(which I don't own) in my head, I do fret they fit her better, but I still think they're great.+
"What?" Lady screamed, outraged
"I said go!" Jester laughed and Lady disappeared into a puff of smoke. "Now that that little neusence is out of the way, why you don't play with me for a little while?" he cracked
"I'm in, but I'm going to warn you, I'm not a push-over like that human." Vergil smiled maliciously as he stood up.
"Good! Good! I've been dying to play wit a toy that doesn't break as easily! Come! Please don't disappoint me!" Jester cracked and did a back flip.
"Ha! I should say the same! The Human world is way too boring for my taste. Let's spice things up!"
Evalen never heard the commotion in the outer room. She was much too concerned with the gash that she had received earlier that day. From the looks of it the wound was infected, majorly.
She disinfected one of her daggers and used it to cut away the infected skin and tissue. The gash stretched from just under her right armpit to eight under her ribs above her belly button. It took her but an hour to cut everything away. Evalen burned the decaying skin and wrapped up her torso, hoping it was enough.
When she had finished dressing she heard a loud crash in the front lobby. Curiously she wandered out.
"Vergil? Lady?" she called
A cracked laughter replied to her. Worry seeped into her and she ran to the office. "What's going on?" she asked worriedly
"My My My! What a pretty little lady you are!" Jester laughed in a deep bow.
"Where are Lady and Vergil?" Evalen asked. She twisted her position so she could easily attack or dodge and attack.
"Why, I'm sure they're hanging around here somewhere!" Jester joked
"If they're harmed in ANY way I'll personally serve your head to them on a silver platter." Evalen warned
"Isn't that nice?" Jester asked darkness in his voice. He appeared beside Evalen and jabbed her in her cut.
Evalen doubled over with a curse and began coughing up blood. She soon fell unconscious.