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Reunion
Dante leapt into the air as a massive energy beam passed under him, exploding in the distance. He landed lightly, raising his grenade launcher and firing the last shot. It flew into the oversized chunk of living debris's mouth and exploded, demolishing the little that remained of it. About an hour ago, the massive summoning circle had been completed. It hadn't opened like it should have, but it did mutate the bank into Nefasturris. For the following hour, he had slowly broken it down piece by piece, effectively leveling the bank with grenades, a laser charged by his Demonic Power from his time on Mallet Island, and a pair of pistols.
"Finally, that's over with," Dante sighed, putting his grenade launcher away.
"Well well, you certainly have aged, Brother," a familiar voice said behind him. "How long has it been?"
Dante turned, staring at Vergil incredulously.
"Vergil," Dante breathed. "But...the summoning circles. They were to revive you?"
"Me?" Vergil scoffed. "No no. I was just one of the guardians lucky enough to be chosen for revival. You may have recognized a few of the others."
"A few," Dante growled. "Well, since you came all the way here to see me, I suppose I should throw you a party, shouldn't I?"
He took a fighting stance, Beowulf glowing slightly as he did. Vergil took a fighting stance of his own, progressing into his Devil Trigger form. He sprinted forward, throwing a punch at Dante but Dante easily swept it aside then kicked Vergil, throwing him.
"You made a mistake, Brother," Dante said. "I'm much stronger than the last time we met."
"I know," Vergil nodded. "Didn't you have to wonder why two at a time? If I was coming from one of them, who is it your friends were fighting?"
Dante's eyes widened just before he flipped sideways out of the way of a molten lava sword. He landed on his feet, looking back at Despair Embodied and Arius. He drew his sword, swallowing hard, then readied himself.
"You can't defeat all three of us, Brother," Vergil said.
"I can try," Dante snarled. "Just one question. Are they alive?"
"No," Vergil smirked. "They're dead."
"I see," Dante said. "And Marcus? Did you kill your own grandson?"
"My...My grandson?" Vergil blinked. "But that's impossible!"
"Marcus, and his father Nero, they have your blood, Vergil," Dante said. "You're a father. You're a grandfather."
"I see," Vergil nodded. "And I'd wager Yamato has been passed on to my son, then. It couldn't be with Marcus. He's not strong enough."
"You will never get your hands on that sword," Dante said. "It doesn't belong to you anymore."
Vergil charged, jumping and throwing a kick at Dante but Dante spun out of the way then kicked him. Then, he spun, ducking under Arius's tentacles before removing them. He drew his pistol, shooting him rapidly before blocking the Despair Embodied's sword. He grit his teeth, struggling for a moment before shooting the Despair embodied rapidly for a moment, then shoving the sword away and slashing the demon. It roared, backing away and Dante spun, firing at Arius again, stopping him from attacking Dante again. Then, Dante spun, ducking under Vergil's fist just in time for the Despair Embodied's sword to sprout from his chest.
"It's over, Brother," Vergil said. "Your blood shall open the way for the Master."
Dante's blood began to pool on the ground, but after several seconds of silence, still nothing happened.
"What's going on?" Vergil snarled. "Why won't it open!?"
"It's not his blood you need," Marcus spoke up as the Despair Embodied hurled Dante aside, Dante struggling to stand. "His blood may be powerful, but it's mine that can open the gate."
"Is that right?" Vergil grinned. "How convenient. Marcus, was it? Get him Arius."
Arius charged, tentacles shooting out at Marcus, however Marcus stepped aside, slashing them before sending out his spectral arm and crushing Arius beneath his fist, glowing blue blood splattering across the ground and over the spectral fist before the fist faded.
"Nice try," Marcus snarled, twirling his sword in his right hand as it formed a large scythe. "But I'm not in the mood to battle some useless pawns. I want a rematch, Grandfather."
"I see," Vergil grinned. "Well, first you'll have to go through-"
He was cut off by a bolt of yellow lightning hitting the Despair Embodied and launching it away. Nero and Trish limped their way over, stopping beside Dante, where Trish knelt down, cradling his head in her lap.
"I'll take this thing from here," Nero said. "Marcus, can you handle him?"
"No," Marcus said. "He's definitely going to open the gate. But I can keep him and whatever comes out busy long enough for you to finish that thing."
Nero nodded, drawing Red Queen in his left hand as both of their enemies readied themselves, Vergil picking up Rebellion. Marcus moved first, charging at Vergil as Vergil grinned, crouching and pulling Rebellion back. As Marcus reached him, the Despair Embodied streaked past him at Nero. Marcus drove his spectral arm into the ground, breaking it apart and hurling it at Vergil, who began to slash the chunks of rubble as they flew at him. Then, suddenly, Marcus was in front of him, slashing. Vergil blocked it and shoved it away, slashing rapidly at Marcus. Marcus fended off the blows as quickly as he could, his scythe flashing around and around, Vergil unable to get his much heavier and much slower weapon past it. Marcus spun, his scythe blade splitting Vergil's side open twice in rapid succession before Marcus went back to blocking Vergil's strikes, being extremely careful. He could not afford to be wounded.
Off to the side, Nero was only just barely keeping the Despair Embodied from running him through. Dante may be able to easily outfight the demon, but it was much harder than he made it look. Finally he grabbed it by the leg with his Devil Bringer's spectral arm and began to smash it into the ground rapidly. Finally, he smashed it down in front of himself and drove his sword down into its face as Lady and Kyrie both arrived.
"Kyrie, stay back!" Nero said, sprinting toward Vergil and Marcus.
"You!" Lady seethed, opening fire on Vergil, who began to block Marcus's sword and her bullets at the same time.
"Hello again, girl," Vergil greeted. "You've grown up quite well."
"Shut up!" Lady seethed.
"Lady!" Dante rasped. "Let them handle it."
"Dante!" Lady gasped, rushing over.
Nero reached Vergil and slashed, Vergil ducking under it then blocking Marcus's scythe and grinning.
"How terrific," Vergil grinned. "My son and my grandson together, bringing me both Yamato and the key to this seal."
Marcus kicked at Vergil who leapt back then spun, blocking Nero's sword as Marcus's scythe tore through him. He shouted in pain, staggering sideways and grinning.
"Very well," Vergil grinned. "I'll admit. If we continue on like this, I'm finished."
He activated his Devil Trigger and charged, sweeping Nero's sword aside instantly and kicking him at Marcus. Marcus stepped around him, spinning his scythe around himself as quickly as he could as he charged. His scythe met Vergil's sword rapidly, sparks flying as they fought. Then, Vergil spun past both the scythe and Marcus, kicking him away then spinning, blocking Nero's sword and grabbing him by the throat. He spun, hurling Nero only for Nero to flip, landing on his feet as the silhouette formed behind him, blue energy radiating from his body.
"Uh, I see," Vergil grinned. "You are incapable of true Devil Trigger. You are only capable of calling upon the ghost of my power. Then this will be simple."
Vergil switched his sword to his Devil Buster and charged, slashing rapidly, the silhouette doing the same with Yamato. Vergil fended off the strikes from both before glowing spinning blades began to appear over the silhouette, flying at Vergil only to shatter against Vergil's own spectral swords. After several minutes, Vergil ducked past both blades and slashed Nero across the stomach, the silhouette fading before Vergil kicked Nero in the back of the head, sending him crashing into Marcus.
"Get off of me!" Marcus snapped, shoving Nero aside. "I'll handle this!"
"Not alone," Nero said, pushing himself up and drawing Blue Rose in his left hand. "Together."
They both charged, slashing at Vergil rapidly but he grinned wickedly, blocking their strikes and positioning himself between them. Suddenly, they found themselves having to dodge each other's strikes as they attacked Vergil. Marcus jumped, kicking at Vergil and Vergil ducked, the kick hitting Nero in the jaw. Nero staggered sideways, then threw a punch with his Devil Bringer, but Vergil pushed outward slightly on the inside of Nero's arm and the fist hit Marcus in the gut instead. Then, Vergil grabbed both of their arms and spun, hurling them. Once again, Nero crashed down on top of Marcus.
"That's it!" Marcus seethed. "I'm fighting him alone!"
"No, I'll help," Nero said.
"I don't need your help!" Marcus snapped. "Ever since you've been helping, all we've done is get in each other's way! you're not helping me! You've never helped me! Where was your help when I was being hunted throughout the entirety of the Demon World!? Where was your help when I was being abused at that god forsaken orphanage!? Where was your help when I was hunted by demons and called a freak my entire life!? I don't need your help! I don't want your help! I was better off not knowing you!"
His Devil Bringer shone brightly just as the same silhouette as Nero could form appeared behind him, reaching out and grabbing Marcus's lost sword and bringing it back, depositing it in his waiting hand before forming a spectral version. Then, Marcus charged, Vergil readying himself. Just as Marcus neared Vergil, his silhouette shrunk down, covering him. Then, they slashed together, their combined swords crashing into Vergil's and sending him skidding backward as they followed. Vergil growled in annoyance and charged, ducking under their next slash and slashing at them. Marcus flipped over it, slashing at Vergil and splitting his back open again. Then, he landed on his feet, slashing yet again as Vergil turned, blocking the blade only for Marcus's silhouette to slam its free fist into his jaw, launching him. Vergil crashed down then pushed himself up, growling in annoyance.
"I'm already tired of this," Vergil snarled. "Time to die!"
He began to grow, gaining almost a foot in moments as his devil body transformed into black armor, a dark cape growing from his shoulders as he grew a pair of purple horns and hurled Rebellion aside, a massive black sword appearing in his hand, blue flames roaring to life along the blade. He roared, the sound distorted by his helmet, then charged. Marcus met his charge, their swords meeting rapidly, massive bursts of flame and spark flying off each time. Vergil wasn't as fast this time, so there was no need for Marcus to use the scythe.
Vergil knocked Marcus's sword aside and slashed at him only for Marcus to step out of the way, drawing a pistol and beginning to fire, the bullets bouncing off but denting the armor and the force knocking Vergil backward. Finally Vergil spun past the stream of bullets, charging at Marcus only for Marcus to slash, blocking the blade, a shockwave launching off of their blades. Then, Vergil push kicked Marcus, knocking him backward. Marcus crashed to the ground hard and Vergil appeared over him. He slashed Marcus's sword, launching it away before Marcus smashed both feet into his chest, throwing him backward. Then, he transformed Pandora into a massive cannon, which he slammed to the ground a second before a massive blood red laser beam shot out, hitting Vergil in the chest and exploding.
Everything was silent for several seconds, before Vergil charged out of the smoke, roaring. Marcus fired again but Vergil dodged it, then slashed Pandora, throwing it aside. Marcus dove to the side, away from a slash. Before he could regain his footing, Vergil kicked him, throwing him. Marcus pushed himself up as Vergil reached him, already slashing. At the last second, Nero shoved him aside, Vergil's sword splitting his chest open before Vergil spun, bisecting him at the waist. Marcus shouted in rage, his spectral arm crashing into Vergil and launching him, before he knelt beside Nero.
"Nero!" Marcus said. "No! Hang in there! You've gotta hold on!"
"Are you...alright?" Nero asked.
"Why?" Marcus asked. "Why would you sacrifice yourself for me?"
"Because...you're my...son," Nero smiled. "A father...always looks out...for his son."
"No," Marcus breathed as Nero's head began to tilt back. "No no no! Nero...Dad...You've got to hold on! You can't die! You can't! I need you!"
"You don't...need me..." Nero smiled. "You never have. Even as...a child...you didn't...need me."
"Dad...I can't do it!" Marcus said. "I can't beat him!"
"You can," Nero said, dragging his sword over and pressing the hilt to Marcus's chest. "You have to."
Marcus took the sword and Nero smiled, setting his head back against the ground, eyes glazing over. Marcus stared at him in silence, Vergil walking toward him.
"You killed him," Marcus said, standing slowly, gripping Red Queen tightly in his Devil Bringer as the Devil Bringer began to shine brighter and brighter. "I'LL DESTROY YOU! ! !"
Suddenly, his shirt exploded off, his entire body transforming into whatever his Devil Bringer was, a glowing blue spot on his chest and spreading down both arms like cracks, both arms now Devil Bringers, as well as down each leg to the tops of his now bare feet, his pants having been shredded around mid-calf. His back was mostly brown but with some patches of dark blue like the inside of his arms. His face had become a flat dark blue with glowing red eyes and the brown extending up around his head and then where he had had hair, now spiked backward. Vergil stopped, staring at Marcus.
"I see," Vergil mused. "You're able to truly use your Devil powers. You're even stronger than your father was."
Marcus roared in rage, the sound distorted but no less unsettling, and charged, slashing at Vergil rapidly with Red Queen. Vergil began to backpedal from the sheer force of the strikes, barely fending the blows off. Then, he spun around Marcus, kicking him and sending him flipping through the air. Marcus flipped, driving his left hand into the ground and tearing along the ground, planting his feet and skidding to a stop beside his own sword. He ignored it, sprinting at Vergil again, twisting the top portion of Red Queen's handle sharply, the sword instantly lighting up blood red. Then, he and Vergil both slashed, their blades exploding into each other, Vergil's exploding as he was launched backward. He flipped, stopping himself as Marcus had just as a katana with a black sheath landed in front of him. He laughed, picking it up and drawing it, slashing. As he did, despite being hundreds of meters away, a tiny cut opened on Marcus's shoulder, not enough for him to bleed, but enough to show how dangerous the sword was.
"Hah!" Vergil laughed. "You can keep Yamato! I've got a better one now!"
Marcus roared, charging as Vergil charged to meet him. Vergil was much faster now, no longer slowed down by the heavy over-sized weapon he had had before. He slashed at Marcus and Marcus blocked the slash, shoving it away then slashing at Vergil. Vergil ducked under the slash and slashed upward at Marcus. Marcus caught his wrist and slashed again, splitting Vergil's back wide open. As he did, Vergil dropped his katana to his other hand and spun. The blade drove itself through Marcus, blood splattering across the ground, instantly glowing bright blue and fading.
"Much better," Vergil grinned before spinning, wrenching the blade out.
Suddenly, neither was being careful. Their blades were flashing around much too fast to track, blood flying in every direction as they tore into each other. All of Marcus's blood was absorbed by the seal while Vergil's simply remained where it fell, but neither cared. Finally, Vergil blocked a slash from Marcus, shoving Red Queen aside and kicking Marcus backward. Just as Marcus crashed to the ground, Vergil appeared over him, driving both Marcus's own sword and Red Queen down through his chest into the ground.
"It's over," Vergil grinned, just as the horizon on all sides lit up. "It's begun."
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