Nero and Kyrie have a daughter. Nero leaves when his daughter turns five and now his kid is having a kid. Aria refuses to tell her mom but maybe it'll be easier to confide in someone close enough to her but who really can't judge; like the dad that left her.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the storyline and a few OCs.
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Aria
Chapter 4
It had been six months since my arrival at Devil May Cry. That's about six and a half months pregnant and, for those people keeping track, about two and a half months left.
I looked pregnant. I honestly looked six months pregnant. I felt pregnant. I was P.M. like a bitch and craving food enough to feed Africa and weird enough to be alien. My back hurt a lot. But what was worst of all was I was restless.
I came to Devil May Cry on July first and since I was still a senior in high school, Dante and Dad decided to send me to school while I stayed. But I was still technically on bed rest. I'd go to school in the morning and come home in the afternoon; never skipped a beat. And it was extremely annoying.
I honestly still ask myself why I wanted to keep it, not that the outcome was bad or anything I mean I love my son, but I had the option of a formal abortion or a quick and emotionally painless one where he'd've died doing what I loved to do. I still chose to keep him. But on December first I got restless; I almost gave him up.
Events of December first 2011 in order:
Wake up and complete morning routine.
Go to School and complete school day.
Go home, do homework, and complete nightly routine.
Once Dante and Dad fall asleep, grab Chrysanthemum(1) and a leftover mission and sneak out.
Now for those of you who hadn't already assumed this, I'd demon hunted before. Remember, Nero left Fortuna when I was five, so as soon as the Order deemed me ready (i.e. as soon as they kicked him out) they taught me how to shoot a gun and sent me on my way. Needless to say, I'd been demon hunting for as long as I could remember. It was my passion. It was all I knew. It was more natural to me than breathing. And to go without it for nine months, sorry, that just wasn't going to happen.
So, being bored and restless me, I did what I had to and took a mission.
The mission was for some sweet old lady in the middle of the middle-upper class neighborhood of Capulet. She'd called about a few, as I like to call them, suicide bomber demons(2). That wasn't anything I couldn't handle. That wasn't anything Dad and Dante couldn't handle either. As a matter of fact, it was just the opposite. That mission was one so simple and ordinary that Dad and Dante set it aside as unimportant. As long as the old lady was smart and stayed out of the way, one of the walking atomic boils would explode killing itself and all the others in a domino effect. It may result in some property damage but hey if she left them alone then she'd be alright. But it was a simple mission in which, if I was careful, would be enough to take the edge off for a minute and I was beyond restless. So, as I mentioned before, I waited for Dad and Dante to fall asleep and I left to see if there were any demons left for me.
However when I got there I saw something I definitely didn't expect. The old lady had obviously tried to do something about the infestation. The way Dad wrote it in his notes, she'd been hitting one with her cane or an umbrella or something when she'd called and now she lie almost died at the foot of the sofa in her living room with a big gaping hole in her wall. I found her this way as follows: I drive up to the house (yes I was driving in my condition but keep in mind I was going demon hunting so driving didn't seem so stupid) and I see this bluish glow emanating from the back yard. I go to investigate. Her house design has the living room in front of the kitchen both facing the back yard with sliding glass doors leading outside and long glass windows all across the wall. Here's what I see: glass everywhere both inside and out of the house, a cane strewn to one side of the room, the old lady ending a streak of blood, her coffee table forced aside, a ton of suicide demons scattered across the yard, and a glowing blue fog. At first I ignored the fog. Granted that's what brought me to the back of the house in the first place but, I was, at that moment, more concerned with someone's dying mother and grandmother to care. I ran over to her, checked her pulse (faint, but still present), and I called 911. Then I got to work.
Now this wasn't your typical demon hunting scene with a bunch of still living demons and no innocent bystanders around. This was more of an aftershock. So I felt the need to dig deeper. I concluded that my dad and Dante were probably right that she was trying to be the hero and fight a demon trying to enter her home with her cane and that the end result was it sped up the demon's explosion donimoing, sending demons and glass and her flying. However what I could not get for the life of me was the blue fog. I knew that some demons gave of steams and smokes of sorts upon death I knew that these demons gave off smoke, but considering we got the call at around one in the afternoon and it was maybe twelve in the morning by now, I thought it would have dissipated and I knew there smoke didn't glow blue. Well, as I snooped around the lady's back yard, I found my answer.
In an instant the fog vanished. All of the sudden, I saw a ghostly glowing figure moving toward me. It took the form of what I hated most at that time: my ex boyfriend, Adrian(3).
"Adrian?" I tested, standing from my crouching position next to a dead bomber.
"Sure." The shadow of a man hummed arrogantly.
He smirked and I went off on it.
"What the Hell do you think you're doing here? You think after you abandon your child that you can come back here and try to reenter my life? Because I don't!" I shot.
He just grinned smugly and sauntered towards me.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't shoot you where you stand!" I warned.
He stopped for a second put his fingers on his chin as if to consider something then smirked again continuing to strut over with open arms and said, "Can't think of one."
Then a wispy, glowing bluish gun formed in his hand and he shot me in the arm. But that was nothing and I shook it off, grabbed Roxanne(4) and shot him twice in the abdomen and chest. The shots created large, wispy holes that sealed in seconds. I pulled Chrysanthemum and slashed him across his entire torso. He floated in two for mere moments but his body soon repaired itself and the gun in his hand ghosted into a katana and he slashed me straight across the pregnant stomach.
(1) Chrysanthemum: Aria's dagger.
(2) Suicide bomber demons: If you've ever played Devil May Cry 3 or in case you haven't, at the beginning of the game, when you first step outside the agency, you have to fight a swarm of demons. Among them are these big, pussey, flashing demons that you have to shoot from a distance or else they'll blow up in your face which kills them but hurts you too.
(3) Adrian: is Latin for dark. He's somebody's son. You'll find out later.
(4) Roxanne: Aria's handgun.
