The Last Spartan
Disclaimer: Do I really need to repeat myself so many times? Devil May Cry is not mine. There for I do not own it…or do I???
Author note: Hey, so this is the LAST CHAPTER!!! I'm so happy. So, this chapter is kinda short, but what can you ask for? Its twenty one chapters long!!! I'm going to post a pole around now to vote if you want another story done with Evalen or not, I could also do a cross over with other anime/video games.
*Magazine: clips in which hold bullets. I believe Dante's holds 12-15.
Chapter 21 A Happy Ending
Vergil swung Yamato upwards, sending Mundus skywards.
Dante launched into the air and emptied 4 whole magazines* into Mundus, jerking him higher into the air.
Evalen dropped from the towering ceiling. Swinging Widow's Reaping like a mad man. She caught Mundus in a bullet hole with the largest spike and hurtled him to the ground.
Mundus left a great crater, and when Evalen landed between her brothers they grasped hands.
Evalen's eye flashed with power, and the three of them killed Mundus, once and for all.
--Two days later—
Evalen slowly opened her eyes. It was half a minute until her alarm clock would go off. She groaned as she sat up and unplugged it, not wanting to her it whine. Evalen disappeared in her bathroom for a while and came out wearing a purple turtleneck button down uniform shirt and a short black school skirt.
She hummed to herself as she laced up her thigh-high boots and even smiled as she locked a heavy beige door behind her.
With anticipation she dashed down the concrete sidewalk, her long silver hair swaying behind her, the laces of her ribbon eye-patch bouncing against the back of her head. Before most, she stalked down a fluorescent lit tiled hallway. Evalen glanced down at the wooden frame and smiled at the blotches of brown.
"Well, well, well." A slightly nasally voice drifted from within the room, 'Look ho's back. We were so certain you were dead, starved to death. But it seems the orphan spirit can't be dampened by a little food deprivation, can it?"
Evalen snapped her head to the girl's direction and narrowed her eyes. A smile touched her lips and she resigned at her desk. It was true, nobody could dampen her spirits, not today and not ever again.
Ten minutes later a hellish bell rang and Mrs. Plumb waddled into the room.
"Alright, everyone quiet down." The teacher ordered as her pudgy eyes surveyed the room, "Miss Sparda, it's nice that you've cared to join us again." Her eyes rested on Evalen and it sounded more like sarcasm then welcoming.
Evalen's grin, however, just grew wider.
"Now, as all of you know this semester there are not enough women in the school, so we've been forced to admit boys," Mrs. Plumb began as an excited atmosphere charged the room, " and the first ones have arrived today. Please enter."
The wooden door opened reveling three teens who looked like brothers. The first to enter kept his blazer un-buttoned, his violet tie flashed against the black dress shirt. His silver hair hung over his eyes. The second boy had switched the blazer for a tacky grey hoodie and he didn't even bother to wear a tie. He glanced from girl to girl until he found Evalen, where he held his gaze. The third boy looked exactly like the first, but his hair was flipped back and eh kept his blazer buttoned up.
"Girls, I would like you all to give a warm welcome to Dante, Nero, and Vergil." Mrs. Plumb glanced for available seats, the only ones open surrounded Evalen. "And Evalen, bring those thee desks up front."
"No need." Vergil said lazily as they advanced to Evalen.
"Just so you know, that" one of the girls sneered to Evalen, "is an orphan. Don't let it touch you."
The three men who had miraculously changed back into teens with the help from Trish glared at the class.
"Seriously, would you guys sit so we can begin class?" Evalen laughed as he pulled on Dante's blazer.
"Yeah, whatever." Dante shrugged
"Do all the girls here smell as bad as them?" Vergil asked, not bothering to keep his voice down as he sat.
"I'm hoping not. I might have Kyrie transfer here if so." Nero groaned
"Miss Sparda, just who are these boys to you?" Mrs. Plumb asked irritated
"We're her brothers." Dante and Vergil replied in unison.
"And I'm her nephew." Nero added
"They're my family." Evalen beamed as a silver feather drifted down and landed on her lap.
--END—
Final Author Note: Thank you so much for continuing this saga with me! I'd like to thank all of my friends (The unmistakably wonderful Jazzcat and the all knowing guru Chibi-chan) who've helped and encouraged this story where it would have otherwise died. I hope everyone has enjoyed this adventure as much as I have.
~Hestic~