When Saizo woke up, he was unable to see anything. His entire body felt like it got hit by a runaway freight train. He groaned in pain while trying to get his feet under him. Yet, for some reason, he couldn't feel his arms or legs. He could tell they were still there. He just couldn't move them for some reason And, based on the feeling on his face...

"Did someone blindfold me?" he spoke aloud, part of him hoping that whoever did it heard him. Maybe it would make them panic and get the blindfold off. He could still move his head at least. So he lifted it and shouted out, "Hey! Whoever did this better let me go! If you do, I promise to make it painless."

Silence was the only response.

"I know someone's out there! Say something ya piece of shit!"

More silence.

He growled while preparing to speak again, but he felt something prick the back of his neck. A warm liquid fell down his neck. He recognized the familiar scent of blood.

"Ah, good. You shut up. I was getting annoyed," the voice sounded light and playful. Like whatever was happening was a game to it. Saizo tried to turn his head but felt the sharp object press deeper into his neck.

"Tell us what happened in your fight," a different voice, one deeper and with a serious tone compared to the other. But it had an edge to it that made a shiver run up Saizo's spine. The voice spoke again, "Do you remember how your opponent fought?"

"What...you mean that fucking Teacher's Assistant? Why? Is he here? Tell him to come over here so I-"

More pressure and more blood.

"Answer the questions. Before I get bored and split your neck open like a fat cow in a slaughterhouse."

Now thoroughly aware of the situation he was in, Saizo felt much of his pride and arrogance desert him. He started to speak, "I-I don't know nothing! What the fuck do you want me to say?"

"How did he fight? What weapon did he use? What powers?"

"I don't fucking know! He just turned read a couple of times. Then it feels like I'm trying to cut through something...harder than steel somehow. Then he punches me once and it sends me flying!"

"That's it?"

"The fuck you expecting me to say? It wasn't exactly a drawn out fight. I don't know what that guy is, but he's gotta be double or triple S at least. Why the fuck do you care anyway? Who the hell-"

Saizo felt something hit him on the back of the head. Then everything went blank again.

"I told you this was going to be a waste of time," Kiria said while dragging the unconscious Saizo away with one hand. His other was slowly shifting from its organic blade form back into a normal arm. He stared at Kaneshiro's back as the two walked through the empty forest and back towards the school. He walked with a swagger to his step as he followed behind, a smug smile permanently on his face. His voice carried that smugness in his tone of voice, "This guy didn't just got beaten. He got humiliated. And he's too stupid to try to analyze anything about his opponent."

"It wasn't completely useless," the Student Council President said, adjusting his glasses as he led the way back to the school, "We have added onto our growing pool of insight into these two brothers."

"Sure we have," Kiria didn't sound convinced. He tapped his chin with a finger from his now normal hand, "Lets see, what do we know? We know that both of the brothers are sharp and can see me even when I'm trying to hide. We know that the blue one is on a hair trigger and has a sword that can slow my regeneration. We know that both of them are aware of our plans, even if they don't know what they are. Oh, and the red one turns red when he does something with his powers. That about right?"

Kaneshiro turned around and raised an eyebrow at Kiria, "Is something bothering you, Kiria? You sounds uncharacteristically upset about all this."

Kiria waved Kaneshiro's words off, "Oh, no, no. I'm not upset. Really. Not like thinking about how strong those two are individually is enough to send shivers down my spine or anything. Not at all!"

Kaneshiro sent a glare Kiria's way. Kiria raised his hand up placatingly, speaking with a playful tone in his voice, "Scary~! You've got a scary look on your face, Kaneshiro! Don't worry. I'm not getting cold feet or anything. It's just something I've been thinking about a lot."

"Then you would do well to stop," Kaneshiro said as he began to walk again, "No matter how strong the two of them are, they won't be able to stop us. Vergil has stated that he doesn't wish to get in our way as long as we leave him alone, and Dante won't be able to do anything until it's too late. Our plans will already come to fruition."

Kiria nodded his head in response to Kaneshiro's words. But, despite what his comrade said, he couldn't help the pit of doubt that had formed in his stomach. His right hand still throbbed from when it was cut off by that strange weapon. He wasn't sure what it was about that sword, or the way that Vergil person wielded it. But his body, something that could usually recover any wound easily, couldn't seem to adapt to a wound from this weapon. Most injuries he suffered only took a few minutes to heal. Even those inflicted by magic or Yokai Power. But that weapon? The wound it inflicted?

Two hours.

It had taken two full hours for him to heal from.

And, for some reason, he could tell that it wasn't going to change. His cells couldn't adapt to whatever it was the weapon did to him.

He didn't know how he knew it. He just did.

And that made him understand something: Vergil could kill him.

For good.

And whenever he thought of that, he could always feels two emotions towards it.

Excitement...and genuine fear.

"So, you've learned nothing?" Mikogami asked the Bus Driver who was standing in front of his desk.

Nurai shook his head, "Nothing at all. I've called up every contact I've got in the human and Youkai world. Not a single person or monster has heard of 'The Sons Of Sparda'. Nor who or what this 'Dark Knight Sparda' is or was."

Mikogami hummed, drumming his fingers against his desk, "Then what about the two themselves? I'd imagine twin monster brothers as strong as those two would make some waves. Especially in the human world. They don't seem like the types to keep themselves beneath others' radar."

"You'd think that, but no," Nurai shook his head again, replacing his cigar with a new one. He lit it with his lighter and blew a ring of smoke out of his nose before he continued, "Couldn't find a single thing about a Dante or Vergil either. Well, nothing that wasn't about a certain duo that supposedly traversed the nine circles of Hell."

"Hmm...do you think-"

"Nope. They'd be older than either of us if they were one of those two."

"Good point," Mikogami leaned back in his seat, "Lets put the question of who they are to the side for now. Instead, do you have any ideas as to what they could be?"

"You mean the kind of Yokai? My best guess? Oni," Nurai took his cigar from his mouth and tapped a finger on Mikogami's desk, "They match up pretty well. Dante wears red, is energetic, tends to be impulsive, and usually acts based on his emotions. Guy came up to me and had me get him Pizza from the human world just cause he was craving it. So, he certainly fits that mold."

"And his brother is the exact opposite. Cool, collected, quiet, and clearly the more thoughtful of the two," Mikogami replied as the image began to take shape in his head. He nodded, "If you're right, then we may need to stock up on sake."

"For the brothers to keep them docile, or for yourself when they start giving you headaches?"

Both men shared knowing smiles.

Nurai tilted his head while putting his cigar back in his mouth, "Good to talk with ya some more, old friend. 'Fraid I need to get back to work though."

"As do I. We'll talk later, Nurai. And keep me informed in case you learn anything new," Mikogami waved goodbye to the Bus Driver. Nurai did the same, walking through the only door that lead in and out of Mikogami's room.

For a few moments, Mikogami was alone with his thoughts. His mind went back towards his various plans. He had made good progress on speaking with the governmental official of Japan. It would take a bit more work, but he was certain he could get them to listen to him if the worst case scenario came to pass.

He also hadn't heard anything from Anti-Thesis so far. But he doubted that would last forever. Those troublemakers would make their move sooner or later. And when they did, he would be ready to take care of them. Hopefully.

Then there was his biggest gamble: Tsukune Aono. That human boy that he had let into the school. He could only hope that the child managed to survive his years at this school. His survival was tantamount towards proving coexistence between humans and monsters was possible. However, he knew he couldn't do much to help the human teenager. Any hint of favoritism from him may cause complications. Either with the young lad or the rest of the school. He would have to watch from the shadows and-

The door to his office was forced open with a loud bang.

Mikogami looked up just as Vergil stomped into the room. His eyes glowered at Mikogami as he made his way across the room. Mikogami put forth an image of calm, but one of his hands went to one of the Holy Locks on his body. Just in case.

"Patron Librarian Vergil," Mikogami said as the older Sparda brother stopped in front of his desk. He smiled up at the blue-clothed man, "Can I help you with something?"

"What did you do to the vampire named Moka Akashiya?" Vergil's question was clear and concise.

Mikogami didn't let his surprise show on his face. He merely smiled wider, "Why, whatever do you mean? Who exactly is thi-"

"Do not try to deflect, demon," Vergil raised his Yamato but didn't take it from its scabbard, "I am in no mood for your games. Answer my questions or else."

Mikogami's grip on his Holy Lock tightened. In his mind he was already thinking about what to do if Vergil pulled his sword. He knew the man was fast, skilled with his weapon, and strong. Extremely strong. If he made one wrong move, he could end up on the floor bleeding from ten different cuts before he could blink. But if he could get the first move off, he could possible trap Vergil in a barrier and hold him in place to get off a blow of his own.

The two stared each other down.

The tension in the air thickened with each passing second.

Then it was cut in twain as Dante appeared and pushed Vergil out the way. His easygoing smile helped to calm Mikogami down, "Sorry about that, Gramps. Told you my brother was a bit trigger happy. Don't let it get to ya though. If he tried anything, I'd give him a good spanking as punishment."

Vergil glowered at Dante, poking him in the side with the Yamato's pommel. Dante didn't act like it bothered him, putting one of his elbows on Mikogami's table and leaning his head into the palm of his hand. Mikogami, feeling the tension in the room disappear, let go of the Holy Lock. He sighed and shook his head, "Yes. I see now that you weren't...joking about that. But, whatever could've caused him such distress?"

"That's actually something I agree with my brother about. I'm pretty sure you know exactly what it is. And don't try denying it," Dante held up his other hand. He began to count off on his fingers as he spoke, "This school is completely undetectable by humans unless they get an invitation to it. But, somehow, a human teen's parents just so happen to run into a random monk that dropped an invitation onto the floor for him. Parents who just so happened to be looking for a high school for their son, and were desperate enough to not question the situation at all. Said human then runs into a vampire who wears a rosary, and can take it off of her to turn her into a silver haired form."

Dante pushed himself off of Mikogami's desk and shook his head, "One of those things happening? Random chance. Two of those things happening? Coincidence. But all those things happening in sequence? All to the the same kid? Within a few days? Yeah, that's evidence of things being planned out and manipulated. And in our line of work, the only people who do this level of planning are old guys with too much time on their hands and something to hide, or monsters who are planning to take over the world and have waited hundreds of years to do so. So, Gramps..."

Dante placed both of his hands on Mikogami's desk. His smile was thin and predatory as he spoke, "..why the heck are you trying to make a bunch of kids do your dirty work, huh?"

Mikogami stared at Dante with surprise clearly present on his shadowed face. He let out a brief chuckle, "You are more perceptive than I expected, Dante."

"Eh, I've just been around the block enough to see through stuff like this. Same with Vergil over there," Dante jerked his thumb at his brother. Vergil simply cut his eyes at Mikogami.

The headmaster nodded then leaned back in his chair, "Would I be correct in assuming neither of you will leave this room unless I tell the truth?" Both Dante and Vergil nodded. Mikogami sighed, "Fine then. But I hope you don't mind listening to an old man ramble."

"Being honest, I'm kind of surprised you're just telling us. This is usually the part where you say 'you'd never understand' and then try to fight us," Dante said, grabbing a chair leg with his foot and pulling it over to himself. He then sat down before grabbing another with a hand and tossing it to Vergil, "Heads up, Verg!"

Vergil caught the flying chair with a hand then placed it down in front of the desk. He spoke in a frustrated tone as he sat down, "Be warned that if you try to lead us astray, demon, we will not hesitate to put you down."

"I expected that. What do you two want to know?"

"Everything," Vergil was quick to say.

"Within reason. Still got other stuff we need to do," Dante pointed out.

Mikogami nodded. Then he began to tell them. About how he and two others defeated the legendary Alucard. About how Moka's mother was forced to seal away the monster at the cost of her own life. About her daughter and what the rosary around her neck truly was. About how he was hoping Tsukune would be the one to prove monsters and humans can live together in harmony. About his own role in all of this.

"As it stands," he said, placing both of his hands on the table, "as long as the seal keeping the Outer Moka alive remains intact, Alucard will stay slumbering. However, as time goes on and the rosary is removed, the seal will weaken. And awakening will come closer and closer. When that day comes, I plan to be ready to face him and ensure the survival of both the Youkai and Human Worlds."

Dante and Vergil stared at Mikogami with indifferent looks on their faces. Each had remained quiet during the demon's explanation. Dante because he wanted to hear the whole thing. Vergil because he was trying to see if the demon was lying to them. Mikogami waved his hand at the two, "Only you two, the Bus Driver, and myself know of any of this. Right now, I'm just waiting for Anti-Thesis to make their move, while watching over the Aono boy. So, any questions?"

Dante raised his hand, "Yeah, I've got one. What the hell is wrong with you?"

At Mikogami's surprise, Dante tapped a finger against the man's desk, "Gramps, based on what you just told us, a lot of deadly battles are gonna be heading this world's way. And, rather than try to get together a bunch of people who actually know what the fuck their doing, you're just gonna sit back and let a bunch of teenagers who aren't even out of high school handle your shit for you? Without telling them anything, or giving them a single boon to help keep them safe? Just gonna send them up shit's creek without a paddle?"

"They are our future, Dante. They need to be able to handle the hardships that come with that burden."

"Yeah, so what? That excuses you leaving them to handle their own shit without even a lick of guidance? We're not talking about fighters here, Gramps. We're talking about kids. Kids that should be allowed to be kids. Not groomed into hardened warriors," Dante's jovial expression was gone. In its place was a hard frown that stared into Mikogami's eyes, unwavering in its judgment of the old demon.

Mikogami shook his head, "Then, please, tell me where I can find some that could take their place? I doubt there are many out there able to do what needs to be done to stop a monster like Alucard. Only someone of his line with a human who truly loves her could handle such a beast. I should know. I fought him with my two best friends and we barely managed to defeat him." He felt his chest throb at the memory of the battle with Alucard.

Dante smiled, "What are you talking about, Gramps? You're lookin' at 'em."

"Excuse me?"

Dante stood up and posed, "Allow me to properly introduce myself. Dante, owner, proprietor, and employee of the Devil May Cry business! We're professional demon, devil, and monster hunters! If there's a monster you need slain, then just call our name! And we just got our new member. My very own brother, Vergil!"

"I am not affiliated with your business," Vergil said without a hint of hesitation.

"Ah, don't be like that, Vergil. You'll bring your dear brother to tears," Dante put an arm around Vergil's shoulder. Vergil shoved him away with the Yamato. Dante rubbed at his side but didn't look worse for ware.

Mikogami tilted his head, "Forgive me, but I doubt the two of you alone could defeat Alucard. He is...he is the original Shinzo Vampire. A being unlike any other. The only person I know of who could even match him was Moka's mother, Akasha."

"That's cause you've never met us. Trust me, Gramps. We've dealt with plenty of monsters that were supposedly strong enough to end the world ten times over. Killed them too," Dante boasted with a smile on his face.

Mikogami hummed. Then he shrugged, "Well, if you're certain. I wouldn't say no to new allies. Though, for now, could I ask that you keep your operations to this school? I still have work to do with getting the human governments on my side. It's the only way to ensure casualties are kept to minimum should Alucard ever awaken."

"Fine by me. Gives me time to train Lover Boy to get him ready for what's to come. Oh, and no promises on keeping all of this secret from him. If he asks me what's going on, I'm gonna tell him," Dante said with a hint of finality in his tone.

Mikogami let out a frustrated sigh. Then he turned to Vergil, "And your thoughts on all of this?"

"I care little for any of it. You can deal with your conspiracies, Ancient Vampires, and secret organizations yourself," Vergil waved his hand through the air dismissively. Then he focused his gaze onto Mikogami, "All I care for it what you have done to Moka Akashiya. You have not simply created a secondary personality. You have implanted the soul of Moka's mother into her body. The outer form is merely a clone of her mother."

Mikogami was actually taken aback by Vergil's declaration. Even Dante looked shocked by his brother's words. Knowing that both were shocked by his words, Vergil explained, "While I examined the rosary, I noticed that there was still a soul within the object. One that refused to converse with me but was there nonetheless. If this was simply a seal meant to keep Moka Akashiya's memories or original personality locked away, then a soul within the rosary would be unneeded. It would be superfluous and run the risk of one soul dominating the other."

Vergil leaned forward and pressed his hands together, "In addition, while Moka Akashiya's true form did have some power, the soul within the rosary was far stronger. But its strength had weakened over time, and its general demeanor was ill suited to combat. I was unsure of who's soul it could be, until you explained that Akasha Bloodriver was Moka Akashiya's mother. If Alucard was as dangerous as you say he is, and Akasha Bloodriver was able to put him to sleep, then it would be trivial for someone such as her to live on in such a way."

Dante whistled, "Wow. Go Vergil. I knew something was up with that rosary, but I didn't even consider your idea. Leave it to my brother to know all there is to know about souls and splitting them."

Vergil huffed but a smug grin did pull at his lips. He turned back to the still stunned Mikogami. Pushing his hair back, Vergil spoke, "Do not worry. I don't plan to inform Moka Akashiya of the truth. However, know this; I am not going to simply allow such a thing to stand. Moka Akashiya deserves to live the life she wishes to have. Not the life her mother wishes to have. That is all."

Vergil stood up from his chair and turned to walk out of the office. Mikogami called for him to wait, but Vergil ignored him and left through the still open door. Dante looked towards Mikogami, shrugged, then followed his brother out. As he left, he pointed two finger guns at Mikogami, "Don't ya worry too much, Gramps. Me and brother know what we're doing. You just keep looking pretty, and don't keel over on us before it's all over. Talk to ya later."

With that the two brothers were out of his office.

Mikogami blinked.

"Hmm, well, I suppose them being Oni is out of the question. No Oni would be smart enough to figure all that out," Mikogami shook his head with a sigh. A hand went to his head, "Looks like I will be needing that sake to help with this headache."

"Soooooooo, what exactly is your plan, brother of mine?" Dante asked Vergil as the two left the headmaster's abode. Dante held up his hands and made a chopping motion, "Gonna go cut Fangs in two and get those souls split from each other?"

"No. That would be foolish," Vergil said without looking at Dante.

Dante raised an eyebrow, "How so? Isn't that what you did for yourself?"

"When I did it to myself, I split my human half from my demon half. While separate, both parts were still 'me' in a way. The only side effect being that my human half was slowly dying due to the separation," Vergil lifted the Yamato up with a frown on his face, "Moka Akashiya's circumstances are different. The souls are two different beings that share a body. When the rosary is around her neck, the soul of her mother is in control. When the rosary is removed, the original Moka Akashiya is in control. If I were to simply split them with the Yamato, at least one soul would be left without a body."

"And we don't want that cause the soul would vanish into the ether, dying for good?" Dante ventured. At Vergil's nod he sighed, "Can't be easy, can it? So, what is your plan?"

"As of now? Gather materials. I'll need 35 liters of water, 20 kilograms of coal, 4 liters of ammonia, 1.5 kilograms of lime...," Vergil started to mumble as he continued counting off the materials he'd need.

Dante simply smiled and left his brother to his pondering.

Welp, now they knew the score.

All that's left was to watch out for those Anti-Thesis guys, get Lover Boy ready for a fight, and beat up that Alucard guy when he showed up.

Shouldn't be too hard.

...Maybe he could get the Bus Driver to get him a sundae next time?

Finally got it done. I hope you all enjoyed. Next Chapter is when Kuramu shows up, and she's gonna find that the Sparda Brothers don't care for her tricks.

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