Meg
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Chapter 7
It looked like any ordinary home. The lawn and garden were well kept and there was a car parked outside with a “My daughter is an honors student” bumper sticker on it. There was even a basketball net in the backyard. The only strange thing seemed to be the the curtains were drawn closed despite it being daytime. Dante glanced over at Vergil who was watching his men move into position.
“Er...” Dante leaned over to Nero. “You sure this is the right place?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Well, it looks a little....too homey.”
“What were you expecting? A medieval castle?” Nero laughed.
“Gothic actually.” Dante smirked. Vergil walked over to them, swinging Yamato in his hand.
“We’ll be entering through the front door. Stay on ground.” He grasped the hilt of his sword and went first. Dante had secured Force Edge on his back and Ebony and Ivory in his back pockets. He took out both guns and held them in front of him. Nero had his own gun, Blue Rose, ready as well. Vergil kicked the door open and the three of them swarmed in and spread out.
Dante wasn’t sure what he expected, but a cozy living room complete with fireplace was definitely not it. “Um...” he looked from Nero to Vergil and back again. Nero nodded and took the lead.
“Over here.” Nero said. He lead them into the basement where they found-
“Guys are you sure this isn’t just some nice family’s place?” Dante asked as he set foot in what was a total man cave.
Vergil shook his head. “You can’t expect Arkham to make it obvious where his lair is.”
“Well yeah, but-“ Dante tried to argue but was cut off by Vergil’s sideways look. “All right, fine. Whatever. Lead the way, Nero.”
Nero nodded and pushed the couch out of the way. He tossed the pizza boxes that were underneath: revealing a trap door. He tried to open it, but it wouldn’t budge. So instead he smashed it with his devil bringer arm. “After you.” He said to Vergil as he stood up.
Vergil climbed down first. Nero followed and Dante went last. He couldn’t help but admire the surround sound system in the basement. He had been on the run for so long, and now that his adventure was almost over, he couldn’t help but daydream about what he could buy once he didn’t have to run anymore.
Dante reached the end of the ladder and hopped off. He looked around the room in confusion. “So....where to now?” They were in a dark, circular room. The only source of light were torches hanging along the wall. There didn’t seem to be any way in or out besides the ladder they had just climbed down.
“Damn it.” Nero muttered. “This doesn’t make any sense.” He said louder as he ran into the middle of the room. “Where are you, Arkham?” he yelled up at the ceiling. As if in response, glowing swords shot out of the walls and floor in every direction. Despite their best efforts to dodge or block the swords, Dante, Nero, and Vergil were all impaled multiple times. They fell to the ground.
A man walked out of the shadows, clapping. “Well done.” he said. “You managed to find me sooner than expected.”
“Damn you, Arkham.” Nero sneered as he tried and failed to stand up. Dante and Vergil were able to help each other stagger to their feet and Dante helped Nero up.
“Impressive that you managed to recover so quickly.” Arkham clapped his hands together. “But I fear your efforts are in-“
Vergil dashed across the room and cut Arkham in half. Dante and Nero stared, open mouthed, at the mutilated corpse on the ground. “Uh...” for the first time in his life, Dante didn’t have a one liner.
“What now?” Nero asked.
Vergil sheathed his sword, strode across the room, and climbed back up the ladder.
“How did....what the....he....who....Nero?” Dante didn’t know what to say.
“I know. I little anticlimactic, don’t you think?”
“Anticlimactic? Why are we even here? Why did Vergil need u- what is his shadow doing?”
Nero turned to see where Dante was pointing. While Arkham’s body was still on the ground, his shadow was stretched all the way to the wall, dancing. The only light source was coming from Arkham’s body. It glowed brighter and brighter and the shadow danced faster.
“Vergil!” Dante yelled, but his brother must have already gone outside. “Crap.” He readied his guns, pointing them at the shadow. Nero held his sword ready. “Let’s do this.” Dante smirked in an attempt to hide his fear.
The shadow grew and grew. It sprouted claws and horns. It climbed out of the wall. Dante started firing immediately. His bullets passed right through it. “Damn it, now what?”
Nero charged at Arkham’s shadow, leaped, and swung down. His sword landed a blow.
“YES!” Dante cheered as he switched to his own sword.
Nero tried to pull his sword out of the Shadow’s body, but it only sunk deeper into it. The harder he pulled the more in sunk. Soon Nero’s hands were trapped as well. Then his arms.
Dante ran up to him and tried to pull him out. The Shadow only laughed as Nero’s whole body was pulled inside. Dante leapt back and stared in disbelief. He called again for Vergil, but he was once again in vain. Once again, Dante was alone.
It looked like any ordinary home. The lawn and garden were well kept and there was a car parked outside with a “My daughter is an honors student” bumper sticker on it. There was even a basketball net in the backyard. The only strange thing seemed to be the the curtains were drawn closed despite it being daytime. Dante glanced over at Vergil who was watching his men move into position.
“Er...” Dante leaned over to Nero. “You sure this is the right place?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Well, it looks a little....too homey.”
“What were you expecting? A medieval castle?” Nero laughed.
“Gothic actually.” Dante smirked. Vergil walked over to them, swinging Yamato in his hand.
“We’ll be entering through the front door. Stay on ground.” He grasped the hilt of his sword and went first. Dante had secured Force Edge on his back and Ebony and Ivory in his back pockets. He took out both guns and held them in front of him. Nero had his own gun, Blue Rose, ready as well. Vergil kicked the door open and the three of them swarmed in and spread out.
Dante wasn’t sure what he expected, but a cozy living room complete with fireplace was definitely not it. “Um...” he looked from Nero to Vergil and back again. Nero nodded and took the lead.
“Over here.” Nero said. He lead them into the basement where they found-
“Guys are you sure this isn’t just some nice family’s place?” Dante asked as he set foot in what was a total man cave.
Vergil shook his head. “You can’t expect Arkham to make it obvious where his lair is.”
“Well yeah, but-“ Dante tried to argue but was cut off by Vergil’s sideways look. “All right, fine. Whatever. Lead the way, Nero.”
Nero nodded and pushed the couch out of the way. He tossed the pizza boxes that were underneath: revealing a trap door. He tried to open it, but it wouldn’t budge. So instead he smashed it with his devil bringer arm. “After you.” He said to Vergil as he stood up.
Vergil climbed down first. Nero followed and Dante went last. He couldn’t help but admire the surround sound system in the basement. He had been on the run for so long, and now that his adventure was almost over, he couldn’t help but daydream about what he could buy once he didn’t have to run anymore.
Dante reached the end of the ladder and hopped off. He looked around the room in confusion. “So....where to now?” They were in a dark, circular room. The only source of light were torches hanging along the wall. There didn’t seem to be any way in or out besides the ladder they had just climbed down.
“Damn it.” Nero muttered. “This doesn’t make any sense.” He said louder as he ran into the middle of the room. “Where are you, Arkham?” he yelled up at the ceiling. As if in response, glowing swords shot out of the walls and floor in every direction. Despite their best efforts to dodge or block the swords, Dante, Nero, and Vergil were all impaled multiple times. They fell to the ground.
A man walked out of the shadows, clapping. “Well done.” he said. “You managed to find me sooner than expected.”
“Damn you, Arkham.” Nero sneered as he tried and failed to stand up. Dante and Vergil were able to help each other stagger to their feet and Dante helped Nero up.
“Impressive that you managed to recover so quickly.” Arkham clapped his hands together. “But I fear your efforts are in-“
Vergil dashed across the room and cut Arkham in half. Dante and Nero stared, open mouthed, at the mutilated corpse on the ground. “Uh...” for the first time in his life, Dante didn’t have a one liner.
“What now?” Nero asked.
Vergil sheathed his sword, strode across the room, and climbed back up the ladder.
“How did....what the....he....who....Nero?” Dante didn’t know what to say.
“I know. I little anticlimactic, don’t you think?”
“Anticlimactic? Why are we even here? Why did Vergil need u- what is his shadow doing?”
Nero turned to see where Dante was pointing. While Arkham’s body was still on the ground, his shadow was stretched all the way to the wall, dancing. The only light source was coming from Arkham’s body. It glowed brighter and brighter and the shadow danced faster.
“Vergil!” Dante yelled, but his brother must have already gone outside. “Crap.” He readied his guns, pointing them at the shadow. Nero held his sword ready. “Let’s do this.” Dante smirked in an attempt to hide his fear.
The shadow grew and grew. It sprouted claws and horns. It climbed out of the wall. Dante started firing immediately. His bullets passed right through it. “Damn it, now what?”
Nero charged at Arkham’s shadow, leaped, and swung down. His sword landed a blow.
“YES!” Dante cheered as he switched to his own sword.
Nero tried to pull his sword out of the Shadow’s body, but it only sunk deeper into it. The harder he pulled the more in sunk. Soon Nero’s hands were trapped as well. Then his arms.
Dante ran up to him and tried to pull him out. The Shadow only laughed as Nero’s whole body was pulled inside. Dante leapt back and stared in disbelief. He called again for Vergil, but he was once again in vain. Once again, Dante was alone.