The Last Spartan
Disclaimer: We all know I don't own Devil May Cry...how sad…
Author Note: Okay, so I'm catching up on not being able to update for so long. After these three chapters (17-19) I'm hoping to get at least one chapter out per week until this series is done, which I'm looking forwards too…
Chapter 19 Someone call for a Power up?
"What the?!" Diamond cried in surprise as the two hour old corpse of Evalen stood up.
The purple light that engulfed her moments before dissipated and became concentrated in the socket of her right eye. It didn't take a genius to realize it was a segment of Sparta's pure and untainted power.
Evalen let out a dark chuckle, "You didn't think it'd be that easy to get rid of me, did you?"
"I will not be easily defeated like a half-breed like you!" Diamond shouted and cracked her whip at Evalen's neck.
This time, however, with her father's power acting as her second sight she caught it with ease.
"Impossible! My whip moves at the speed of Light!" Diamond took a step back
"And my sight moves at the speed of Darkness." Evalen smiled
Diamond slit her eyes and charged for Evalen, her hands outstretched like claws, a snarl on her lips. It amused Evalen how easily she could side step the attack. She knew Diamond was moving faster then she herself was earlier that day. But not now.
In fact, it seemed to Evalen that Diamond was moving slo-mo. She was extremely pleased as she moved like water, her hand coming down on the back of her imposter's neck. Diamond crumbled to a pile of dust, and 'Ace of Diamond' card on top. Evalen picked up the card and walked out of the room.
"Thank you Mom, Dad." She whispered and went looking for her brothers.
Vergil and Lady caught up to Dante, Trish, and Nero. They walked on, un-talking (Nero had snuggled quite comfortably on Trish's chest) for what seemed like hours. At last they reached a grand ball room.
"And just what's going to happen now?" Dante moaned
"Wait a moment, where did Nero go?" Trish asked realizing the chibi teen was no longer there.
"Well, Dante?" Vergil asked
"Me? You're his father!" Dante objected
"You're his legal guardian!" Vergil snapped
"You're related by blood!"
"You are too!"
"Well, at least I didn't shack up with some ugly chick!"
"No, you shacked up with a demonic clone, of our MOTHER!"
"You are so not bringing me into this!" Trish sneered
"You're the one who lost him!" Vergil pointed out
"Yeah!" Dante agreed
"Idiots." Lady pinched the bridge of her nose.
"Are you looking for this?" Another Evalen-clone stepped out of the shadows holding the chibi Nero to her chest, he squirmed uneasily.
The woman wore a red ball gown, the heart cut out was on her back.
"Alright, now I'm getting sick of this. What's so big about Evalen?!" Lady hollered, her hands on her hips
Trish shrugged, "Mundus made me appear exactly like Eva. Maybe he digs Spartan chicks."
"Don't you dare compare my master to him!" Heart shouted.
"So, who is this great 'Master' of yours?" Dante sneered
"The Great Jester, of course! You boys really are slow, aren't you?" Heart laughed
"Typical." Dante spat
"You still haven't answered why you look exactly like Evalen." Lady seethed
A dark look came over Heart, "That I do not know. Only Spade does, however, since two of my sisters are dead by the hands of Sparta, you will die!"
Vergil stood frozen, Trish's words repeating over and over in his head. He had some memories from when he was Nelo Angelo and he knew something was wrong. Very wrong.
"Oh my god." He breathed in horror as he remembered on particular set of memories.
Dante whipped around, Rebellion already in his hands, "You got something to say, or can I kill this puppet?"
"Kill her, and do it quickly. Evalen's in more danger than you could possibly imagine." He spoke mortified.
After defeating Diamond, Evalen went back to the closet and used a strap of blanket and made a make-shift eye patch. She couldn't see very well, already she had grown accustomed to seeing with it, but it had to be done, as the power was crystallizing inside her socket. Evalen didn't want something to get caught and harm whatever was being formed.
Since entering the mansion she'd grown more careful. It was true that since she came back to the human world her body had actually de-aged so she was once again a teen of 17, but a growing dread grew in the pit of her stomach. Every turn around a corner made her stomach jump and her pulse stop.
Fear was not something Evalen was accustomed to, after all, she was a Spartan. However, now all she wanted was to be safe and sound with her brothers and nephew. This urge drove her to walk on, to ush forwards, and to turn the corners.
After a few minutes she heard Dante scream with rage, she picked up her pace and round another corner. She stoped dead in her tracks. Jester and another of her clones stood before her.