Devil May Cry

Dimensions to your world and the next

Chapter 29

Warnings: Language and Violence

*Author's Note: Okay, so up to chapter thirty, right? But would that wind me up with four more chapters like it did today? Hmm, oh well, I feel like doing that, 'cause this is getting interesting.

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"This is so stupid! Just let me go!" you yelled. Your arms were bound tight to your sides, suffocating you in a position you were not comfortable with. You rolled around, wishing to break free but it was a mere attempt. When you rolled on your stomach, Aeon placed his foot atop your back, keeping you in place. You sighed irritably, banging your head against the floor.

"I'm impressed by the amount of spirit you contain, you are very persistent, aren't you?" Aeon asked, a sinister grin shining his face. He lifted his foot, placing it under your ribs and lifted, turning you on your back. You looked at him with a cocked up brow. He got down on one knee, starring down on you. "You have impressed me quite a bit. You stay brave when you are the most frightened-" he began brushing his hand over your cheek "-and you will not quit unless you know your friends are safe..."

"What are you getting at?" you chimed in, snapping your face away from his grimy hands. Aeon pulled back with the most patients.

"I'm feeling charitable...I will let you talk to your dear friend--" Aeon looked up, his eyes focused on Dante "--before I kill him." Your eyes widened. Not by the fact that Aeon was going to kill Dante--you already knew that, but the fact he would actually let you talk to him before he did. This might give you the chance to convince Dante to run away and leave you behind. Besides, Dante could not protect you forever; it is your time to protect him, even if you had to sacrifice yourself for him. "Will you take my gesture, or are you feeling greedy?" he asked. His left eyebrow lifted slowly as he listened for an answer.

You swallowed hard, nodding your head. "Yes, I'll take it." Aeon chuckled softly, standing up straight.

"But first, I shall give a little warning, if you decide on devising a plan in his last moments." Eerious roughly pulled you to your feet, turning you towards Dante. He watched Aeon curiously. You waited for the worst. "Now, Eerious," Aeon ordered. Eerious nodded his head, smiling devilishly and walking leisurely to the front of the circle statue in which Dante withdrew in. He put both his fingertips of his two index fingers together, a yellow glow forming between them. A jolt of light shot towards the statue, and the markings against the stone was circling around Dante's body.

"What--" Dante started when he suddenly screamed in immense pain. The markings and star shape behind him began to glow brightly, nearly blinding your eyes. Dante's body was lost in the intense light but his screams were heard. You started to panic.

"What are you doing?" you asked in a slight whisper. Aeon let out a dark laugh.

"Draining all the blood from his body in order to obtain his power," he answered. Dante screams became much louder, fearing you so.

"Okay! Stop it! Please..." you pleaded. Hot tears threatened to spill from your eyes. His screams were too much to take, all that pain he was suffering from, you could only imagine.

"Eerious," Aeon said. Eerious snapped his fingers and the light faded, Dante's screams suppressed. His heavy pants were now heard. You began to sob, saddened that Dante had to go through this, if only you had not come to this world and never met him, he would not have to suffer. Soon enough, the light had formed back in its original state, allowing you to gaze on Dante's new condition. Gashes had formed all around his body, blood smeared over his skin and his hair. The once white, silver strands were now a shining crimson. A side of his face was dripping blood as if he was crying this red, bodily liquid.

"Now that you know his fate, I'll give you the opportunity to talk to him one last time," Aeon informed and crossed his arms.

"My Lord, are you sure that is a wise decision?" Eerious asked. Aeon smiled, bowing his head.

"I think everyone deserves to see the one they care most in the world one last time," he spoke. You closed your eyes, tears sliding down your cheeks. Eerious sighed, nodding and swiping his hand in the air. The circle that bound you dispersed in the air, freeing you from your imprisonment. You rubbed your arms, choking on your sobs as you looked up at Dante. He gaze on you was tired, concerned. "Come, Eerious," Aeon ordered, jerking his head to the end of the room. He walked along side him, observing the scene from a fair distance. Guilt was blended with your tears, and you immediately ran towards Dante. You looked over his wounds, his blood. You let out another sob, muffling it with the palm of your hand.

"Dante...I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," you repeated, shaking your head. Dante weakly smiled towards you.

"Babe, it's not your fault," he reasoned.

"Yes it is. If I didn't come to this world and meet you, you would be just fine," you said, gazing up at his eyes with much sorrow. "Please, I want you to escape from here...I'll do something to distract Aeon so you can run out the door. I don't want to see you suffer because of me..."

"________, listen to me, there is no way I'm leaving you here with these freaks. I agreed to escort you home and that's what I'm gonna do, damnit. So, none of this escaping crap," he replied. You shook your head, instantly disagreeing.

"You don't deserve this...there is no point. Just run away...god; please get the hell out of here. I know you still have the energy to do it, so, just--" Dante immediately crashed his lips against yours, silencing you in a reassuring hot passionate kiss. Instantly you responded back, placing your hand on his cheek, your fingers stained with his blood now. His kiss felt such longing and determination, his lips felt hard against yours. Slowly, he parted from you, a few inches away from your lips.

"I'm not going anywhere, not without you," he whispered, giving you a final peck.

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*Author's Note: Woot! 'You' grabbed a better kiss than the one at the diner thing!