Ahh, and here we are! Sorry about the delay, things have been hectic here at home and at School. My usual writing periods I spend up in the school media center, and for the past few days I've been helping them out because my librarians are awesome. Then my brother's been online a LOT lately and hogging the bandwidth. Anyways, I have more of the story written, and plan on using spring break to upload a few more chapters. Thank you all for your support and comments, getting a new one always makes me smile.
If you like this story, check out "Holiday from Hell" by ThisKittyHasClaws94. Better known as my buddy Keeley! :D
As I'm sure you all know, I do not own Devil May Cry. Another acronym for DMC being "Didn't mother Credo." (You're welcome for my having scarred some of you for life, lol)
Welcome to Hell~I mean Fortuna!
Chapter Nine-Just kill 'em with your awesome.
When the disorientation faded, Katelyn felt an unfamiliar weight in her hands. To her this was odd, as she didn't recall taking hold of two items at once. Looking at what she held, her heart leapt into her throat as the realization dawned on her. A strange-looking scythe rested in each hand. The blade, for the most part, looked much like those scythes one would see held by Grim Reapers on Halloween. The shafts were long enough for each to be held in one hand, and the end looked as though they were made of a dark metal bone. It reminded her of the scythes from Darksiders II.
"What…the…shit? I must be going bat-shit crazy." She muttered in disbelief. As she shook her head, Vergil scoffed.
"I feel as though I ought to say something about not touching strange floating balls of light here…" He mused aloud. This made Katelyn chuckle.
"Yeah… bit late now, Vergil." The brunette replied. Vergil smiled; his host appeared to have gotten over the shock that often occurs after one's first kill.
Shawn crouched in front of his victim, staring at the floating red orb. It looked like a glowing orb of flaming blood. Sure, he was a bit shocked still, but that guy screamed villain and he got to take him out like his idol: Altair Ibn La-Ahad. So right now, all he was thinking was "that was cool" and "what the hell is this thing?" Looking over and noticing that Kate was testing the weight of her new scythes, he hummed in contemplation. His attention went back to the crimson sphere.
"Ahhhh, fuck it." He muttered, taking hold of the orb. Same as the pale one before it, once contact was made the light grew to blinding. Once the light subsided, Shawn looked at what now rested in his hand. It was a giant sword, and if looks didn't deceive it was probably bigger than Rebellion, the male surmised. Shawn swung the buster-sword like weapon a few times, also testing its weight. He rested it on his back, and to his surprise it stayed there, but he wasn't about to question it just yet as he made his way to his friend.
Keeley was the last to examine her handiwork. Walking over to the pile of barrels, she noticed the white orb. Staring at it both fascinated and frightened her. Like her friends before her, Keeley reached out and touched the orb; and like the ones before it, the light blinded her once she touched it. Once she could see again, Keeley looked down at the ebony crossbow in her hands.
"What in the…?" She mumbled in awe as Shawn and Kate approached. Katelyn smiled at her, happy to see that they were all okay.
"So, you got a new toy as well, Keeley? I guess this is where the leading ladies say that the plot thickens and all that…" Kate joked.
"But of course, when doesn't it?" Keeley replied, laughing. All three of them smiled at each other before looking around and getting to what was really on their minds. Vergil decided to scout the area that their three victims came from in case there were more of them.
"Dunno about you guys, but I didn't see any sign of a Hell Gate around here." Shawn stated. Keeley nodded.
"Not even a broken heart-shaped rock." She added matter-of-factly. Katelyn sighed, rubbing the back of her neck.
"Therefore, it is safe to assume that we have ended up in this place sometime before the events of the fourth game." She said, sounding a bit tired. Noticing that Shawn was about to say something, likely offering the point that it could be a period of time after the events of DMC4, she explained her theory. "I overheard them talking. Those bastards mentioned having to raise the Hell Gates, a Supreme General who isn't Credo, the Savior and soon. Odds are; we're early to this party. Besides, remember what Lady was talking about earlier? This is probably where all those demons and Devil Arms are being gathered." She wasn't going to mention the four gatekeepers yet, as she hadn't a clue what that meant.
Then, the two girls looked at each other and began to giggle. Shawn knew they were thinking of that scene, and so he sighed.
"Okay, I know you want to say it so just get it over with. For fuck's sake…" Shawn said in resignation. Kate grinned maniacally as Vergil appeared next to Keeley. The girls both began simultaneously.
"FIRST I WHIP IT OUT! THEN I THRUST IT! WITH…GREAT…FORCE! EVERY ANGLE…IT PENETRATES! UNTIL…WITH GREAT STRENGTH…IIIIIIIII RAM IT IN! And in the end," Kate and Keeley clap twice. "We are all satisfied. And you are set free!" the girls recited enthusiastically. Both women laughed as Shawn shook his head and smiled.
"Alright, you've had your fun, so now let's-OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE!" he said before noticing the demons that had gathered. Both Vergil and Kate looked surprised.
"Hell Prides? Huh, well I'll be damned." Kate smirked. "Let's try out our new toys, shall we?" Memories of Darksiders II flickered through her mind as a part of her wondered what that pulsing coming from the scythes was. Either way, it felt comforting as it flowed throughout her body. Shawn drew his sword from its resting place on his back, marveling at the fire that surged through his veins as he held it. Keeley then leveled her crossbow at the demons, amazed at the cold which had settled over her like a shawl.
The ebon-haired girl pulled the trigger, momentarily forgetting that she had not received ammo with it as a pure white bolt shot out from the stock, taking three Hell Prides out before dissipating. Kate whistled appreciatively as a grin spread across Shawn's face. The other two charged at the remaining demons, shouting random things like "Insieme per la vittoria!" and "Die motherfuckers, die!" Shawn sung his blade, using its momentum to go from enemy to enemy as Kate tore through a crowd of them in what Vergil could describe as a dance being learnt for the first time. Every now and again, the two scythes would become one as she launched it ahead of her in a prop shredder-esque move.
The battle went on for a bit, but soon enough it was over. Stretching, Kate smiled. "Bene, molto bene." She purred contentedly as their weapons vanished into smoke that eventually settled into them. Shawn rolled his eyes, knowing that she liked spouting random things in Italian from time to time. So long as she wasn't dissing him, it was fine.
"Come on, let's go. Hopefully Lady's back by now with a car." He suggested. Keeley smirked, snickering.
"Or Nero's still there and Katie can flirt with him some more, the lucky minx." She teased. Vergil smirked, recalling the conversation and knowing that Kate wasn't aware of the fact she was flirting in the first place. He snickered as he watched her blush. The brunette stuttered a bit before finally regaining the mental awareness to tell her to shut up. With that, the party ran back to the port.
Lady was sitting in the car with a hand lazily on the wheel as they crossed the bridge. Once they were close enough, she smiled.
"There you are, I was getting worried! Anything interesting happen while I was gone?" she asked.
"Aside from Katie flirting with a cute guy?" Keeley asked, teasing the younger brunette. Kate blushed some more and half-assedly hit the British girl's shoulder.
"ShutupGodmotherfuckindammits hutthehellUPKee!" She whispered, embarrassed as hell. Taking a deep breath, Kate reported everything they saw and heard to Lady. Nodding, the huntress smiled.
"Thanks. Now come on, you three. I bet you haven't eaten anything since yesterday and dying for a shower, so let's get going. Kate, why don't you sit up front with me?" she said. They nodded, and soon enough they were on their way to Capulet.
Before anyone asks, yes. The quality of my work has changed. I mentioned in a previous note that I was enrolled in Creative Writing at my school. I more recently learned that (though this is probably obvious to the more experienced writers) each time a new character speaks it means a new paragraph. I seem to have adapted to this quickly enough, but then again that's why I signed up for the class in the first place; because I know I am no Mark Twain.
So, at some points in this chapter one of my characters began speaking in Italian. Being part Italian and an Assassin's Creed fan, this is only normal for me (or my character.). "Insieme per la Vittoria" means "together we are victorious" and "Bene, molto bene" means "Good, very good." When I wrote it, there were a few more Italain phrases, but I decided against it in the typing/editing stages. Not uploading tomorrow due to family coming over for dinner.
Happy Easter to those who celebrate it, and please leave a review. Until next time!