The Last Spartan
Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry, big surprise there
Author note: Hey, okay so I finally got to a computer that does spell check, but now it keeps freezing on me…why have the electronic devices begun a revolt against me? This is so frustrating…
KEY: solid line across page= switch parties. Zigzag across page= enter and exit subconscious fun time
Chapter 18: Winding Trail
Evalen held the little remains of her shirt to her mostly naked chest. The gash she received the other day had reopened and dribbled down her back was a mixture of blood and puss. Her right eye was uncomfortably closed as the insane maid had sliced the eyeball in half after she missed Evalen's heart. Here was no way she could repair it because she was more concerned about the back wound.
"Where are those morons?" she muttered angrily at herself
"Caught up in a party downstairs. You know your bleeding?" Jester asked, hanging from the ceiling
"Really? Passed my attention." Evalen stated with heavy sarcasm
"Ohhhhh, is our little Princess not happy?" Jester teased
"I'm just peachy. Now get out of my sight before I strangle you." Evalen threatened
Jester smiled and stepped to the right of Evalen. Evalen growled with distaste, they walked on for a few minutes.
"How long do you plan on following me?" she sneered
"Well, since I'm in front of you technically speaking, you're following me." Jester smiledeven larger
"Why you!" Evalen hissed and grabbed the nearest heavy thing to her (a bust of Abraham Lincoln ~DON'T ASK ME WHY~) and chucked it at his head.
To Evalen's much displeasure it missed and shattered on a set of black doors. They temporarily grabbed her attention from Jester, allowing him escape. When she realized he was gone she walked in.
The room was poorly lit. It also just so happened to be totally bare except for the giant black mahogany closet at the far end. Evalen tugged on the dull silver handles and smiled crudely at its contents and thought that perhaps she wouldn't torture Jester to death, perhaps, but not likely.
Nero crouched three feet from Clover, his right hand glowing like X-Mass lights on steroids. Giant crater-like holes now decorated the room's floor, generosity of Clover's mallet.
She stood with said mallet slung over her shoulder. How such a scrawny girl could lift something so massive? Nobody wanted to guess.
"You boy's are such meanies!" The Evalen look-a-like stuck her tongue at Nero for everyone else was scattered in heaps of bruises and moans of pain, although it looked like Vergil was pretending to sleep.
"I want my Auntie back! Give her back now!" Nero threatened, his hand flashing yet again.
"No! She's our toy! You're not allowed to play with her!" Clover dashed forwards, and swung herm ace at Nero's head, which only the drugged chibi could avoid.
He slashed at her stomach with his demon hand and clover disappeared, she shattered into dust, and "Ace of Clovers" card lay on top of the pile of ashes. The vile of antidote fell to the floor and shattered into a thousand fragments.
Virgil was instantaneously kneeling at the shards of class crying over them. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" gasp of breath, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" (you get the point)
Evalen clacked her shin high black boots on the floor checking their fit. She threw the ragged remains of her old clothes into the closet. Evalen had all of her family accessories back. She was now clad in what appeared to be a long sleeved top that tied like a corset and was open in the back. Like her previous outfit, it had a grayish spider web design along with a long cut collar, which was black, light purple ribbons and a gem in the middle along with medieval-styled sleeves. Her skirt was the same spider web pattern with black lace on the fringe, decorated with silver; on her thighs where a pair of black lace and purple ribbon garters.
Evalen kept her right eye squeezed shut, even though her back had sealed up nicely and wouldn't reopen, her eye refused to heal. With that knowledge she ripped out the tatters of eye and sealed the optical cord; painful, but effective.
After fixing her outfit so the cloth hung just right she raised her sight to the door. A girl who looked exactly like her stood before her.
"You really are a spoiled little Princess, aren't you?" she had a sly smile on her face and wore a yellow outfit that consisted of a neon yellow corset that had a diamond cut-out on her stomach. She also had a set of 1980's style short shorts and knee high boots.
"Isn't it a little early for Halloween? And besides, you've done a poor impersonation of the original, I'm a lot cuter." Evalen winked.
"Oh? But what if the 'original' where to disappear? Then wouldn't I be the only on? And then there'd be no you to take Jester away from me." She put her fist together, thumbs touching and jerked them apart.
A yellow spark ignited and pulled into a rope. When she finished she cracked the yellow-gold whip at Evalen's feet. Evalen jumped back and stumbled slightly, she wasn't used to seeing with only one eye, much less fighting.
"The names Diamond, and you Evalen, you'll no longer exist. Remember this moment in Hell." Diamond shouted as she cracked the whip and pulled it around Evalen's neck, wringing her air supply.
Dante, Lady, Trish, and Vergil dashed down the second story hallway, Nero was riding on his father's head.
"Wheeee! Faster Daddy! Faster!" Nero cried as he pulled at his father's spiked up hair.
"Dante! You take him!" Vergil growled as he wrenched up his son and threw him to his younger brother.
Lady walked up to Vergil and gave him a high-five.
"Watch your step!" Nero laughed.
"What?" Lady asked as she took a step back.
And of course she stepped on a trigger tile.
She and Vergil fell down into a five by five foot trap hole.
Evalen gasped for air as the yellow whip tightened around her throat, she could bearly hear Diamond's maniacal laughter. Her vision faded in and out until she was cloaked in darkness.
"Oh, come on! This is way too easy! I thought you were supposed to be some bad-ass demon hunter!" Diamond laughed
Evalen lay in a pool of blood and feathers, the darkness she was trapped in restricted her breathing.
"Please, brothers. Help me." She gasped.
Dark laughter surrounded her and claws reached out to grasp at her limbs, trying to remove them from her body.
"Somebody, anybody, please I can't die yet. I've got so much to do. I've never even had a chance to see what my own father looked like. I haven't healed the wounds of my family yet. I want to see Dante and Vergil laugh together. Please." She coughed out with the last of her breath.
"Well, I do suppose we've put a lot on your shoulders." A woman's voice chuckled from within the darkness, which didn't seem so dark anymore.
"It's true my dear. Perhaps we could lend a hand, she's been through much." A man's gentle voice laughed in Evalen's ear.
"And it seems our son's need her help as well." The woman chuckled again and the darkness became light.
Evalen turned her head to her left where the voices came from. There, arm in arm, was her Mother and Father.
Diamond flinched back as a purple light engulfed the corpse of Evalen she was currently disposing of.
From within the dark pit Lady's and Vergil's voices drifted up.
"Will you get off of me?!" Lady hollered
"I'm trying! I'm trying!" Vergil growled
"Hey! Don't touch that! Move your hand! NOT THERE!" Lady shrieked
"Way to go Dad!" the chibi Nero called down into the pit.
"Shut-up pipsqueak!" Lady sneered
"Vergil, can we leave you to get yourselves out while we go find Evalen?" Trish shouted down for Dante was rolling on the floor laughing his butt off (little did Lady and Vergil know he was recording EVERYTHING for future black-mail reasons)
"We're good!" Lady called up as Vergil gave a fleeting cry of pain.
End Author Note: Wow, that's like, the longest chapter yet, I separated intense parts with corny parts, hope you liked
~Hestic