Devil May Cry: Serenity

[BlueDevil]

Sequel to Devil May Cry: Conquering

PROLOGUE

The water was streaming this morning, flowing off of the side of the vegetated cliff-wall and into a small river. A couple of rocks jutted up out of the waterfall's base. Nero sat along the edge of the dirt on a smaller rock, so he would't get muddy. He sighed, glancing around at all of the trees and shrubs. The sun shined through the leaves, coming down on the ground in little rays of light.

"How are you feeling, kid?" Dante spoke, the same playful tone of voice coming out like it always did.

"I guess I can't complain...I feel better. Thanks...for asking, Dante." Nero huffed, staring into the river. It was clear. He could see a few small fish swimming around, one of them occasionally jumping out of the water, wobbling in the air.

"Anything for my bro." Dante hopped down from the tree branch he'd been perched in.

"Christ, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop calling me bro." Nero shook his head, chuckling silently. It was not a happy laugh though.

Dante shrugged, "As many times as it takes."

"Bastard. Getting on my damned nerves all of the time. Don't you have an off button somewhere?" Nero stood up, mocking Dante, pretending to search for the said button.

Dante smacked him across the head, "Don't check me out. It's bad, because I don't fly that way, and it would also be incest!"

Nero hopped back, shaking his fist at Dante, "You suck! Why do you have to make everything a perverted joke anymore? It frightens me Dante, it frightens me."

"I'm not the one checking out my bum. The only person you need to question is you." Dante smirked.

"Whaddya say we shut that big fat hole in your face?" Nero scoffed, walking over to a tree and ripping off an immensely large branch.

Dante's eyes widened, a brow shooting up, "You challenging me, boy?"

"Shut up and get a stick."

"Oh, so we're playing fort? Cowboys and Indians?" Dante laughed. There was a pause, and then Dante kicked the rock that Nero had used as a seat out of the ground. Nero barely dodged, and as his concentration left Dante, the red-coated half-demon tore a branch from a tree and darted towards Nero. Turning at the last second, Nero deflected the blow, and both branches shattered. Splinters and shards of wood flew in all directions.

"C'mon man! Back attack? You're no ninja!" Nero taunted Dante.

"Yeah, well...you just plain suck!" Dante yelled out as the two continued to fight, hand-to-hand. The fight lasted a good five minutes before Dante threw one good punch and sent Nero hurtling into the water.

The splash was big, and it hit Dante. "Aw dammit! My coat is wet now. I blame you."

Nero sat up, his face dripping, "What the hell are you blaming me for?! You're the one that sent me into the water!"

"You're the one that's so terrible at fighting that you can't keep me from knocking you into the water."

"Your logic never fails to amaze me."

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

*gigglesnort*

Dante is such an asshole! You play these characters to the fricking letter! Nice man, nice. *thumbs up*

 

[The crazy demon]

Good continuation to a good story

 

[Karen_Azalea]

*gigglesnort*

Dante is such an asshole! You play these characters to the fricking letter! Nice man, nice. *thumbs up*

Blue is always that good especially when it comes to Niwwo. And since Nero is always talking and sparring with Dante, he's good in coming up best lines for Dante as a respond to Nero's blahblahblah and all. ^^

Good continuation to a good story

Agree x3

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So is Vergil still be included in the story? I hope you will. Okay, I know you will.>:]

 

[BlueDevil]

Chapter 1: Part 1

"So are you two gonna fight all day long?" Trish asked, interrupting the friendly battle between Dante and Nero.

Dante pushed Nero down before turning to Trish, who had been peaking around a tree for a good fifteen minutes already, "Well...we're at least going to fight until I can beat his ass enough to satisfy me."

Nero growled, "Hey, shut the hell up! You're not such a good fighter yourself!"

Dante stuck his left index finger against his lips, turning slowly to look Nero in the eyes, "Hush hush hush. If you keep talking this much, someone might actually start to give a crap. That wouldn't be good."

Nero darted, "You're an ASS!"

"I have one. Most women drop their jaws in awe over it." Dante chuckled.

Trish scoffed, "Yeah, that's not true...you have the flattest ass I've ever seen."

Dante poked his bottom lip out, "Says the ho."

"What was that?" A vain bulged forward, staring at Dante from Trish's head.

Dante backed away a few steps, taking a firm stance next to Nero, "It was him...I didn't say anything."

Nero glanced over to Dante, "Seriously...ass."

Dante smirked, "Seriously...stop poisoning our minds with your gibberish."

Trish screamed, "SERIOUSLY! WHICH OF YOU ASSHOLES INSULTED ME?!"

Dante and Nero both pointed at eachother. Trish's face submerged into a deep, red color, and as Dante stared in amazement, he swore he saw steam buzzing out from her ears. Then both Dante and Nero were struck by a yellow beam of lightning.

Nero twitched, looking at his jacket, a big, smoggy crater where the lightning had struck, "Oh, that's just great. That's real nice."

Dante pushed him once more, toppling Nero over into the water. The splash once again sprayed Dante, "Dammit...again? Oh well, you'll just have to get me a beer. Anyway, what do you want, Trish? Seeing as how you've been standing there for about twenty minutes or so."

Trish frowned, checking her nails before looking back up at Dante, "Lady called. Apparently it's an emergency. Bunch of demons...she said they weren't just peons."

Dante nodded, taking the situation in, "Alright, let's go kick some ass..." He paused, looking at Nero, sitting in the water, "Some more ass."

Nero bashed his hand into the water, "WHATEVER! GAH! I'M COMING WITH YOU THOUGH."

Dante laughed, "Good. Without you, there'd be no decent ass to kick."

"I'm really getting tired of- wait...did you just make a pass at me." Nero asked, puzzled.

"No no...just drop it. Nevermind. It's obvious that your mind is simply somewhere else."

"I'm just say-"

"Hush."

 

[BlueDevil]

Chapter 1: Part 2

The trip back to Dante's shop was short, with the trio simply waltzing into town straight out of the forest. The streets were pretty empty today, and the sky had darkened since Dante and Nero had fought earlier.

Upon walking into the shop, the doors creaked, and the smell of beer and sausage struck Nero's nostrils with such intesity, he gagged after the first three steps through the door. Dante looked over his shoulder at the struggling Nero, "Hey, you okay kid? I didn't know the place smelled that bad."

"Damn! Can't you at least hire a maid to clean the place up or something?!" Nero waved his hand in front of his face, batting away any transparent poisons that floated there.

"Hire a maid? With what? The money I owe Lady?" Dante scoffed.

Nero chuckled, coughing a couple of times, "Well...guess you should start working on that, huh?"

Trish cut in, looking around, "Hmph. She was here. Guess she decided to take off."

"Who, Lady?" Dante asked quizically.

Trish growled, "No, Dante. It was the pizza girl. Of course, Lady."

Nero looked around, raising a brow as the toilet flushed. Out from the back door walked in a skippy Lady. Dante pointed, "Hey! You have to have my consent before you can set your toosh on my toilet!"

"Oh, because you can talk to me that way. I practically own this place, and besides, keep talking to me like that, and I'll bust your damned doors down again." Lady threatened.

Dante slowly took two steps back. There was a moment of silence before Lady began to talk, "So! Assuming you're all looking for me because Trish did what I told her to do...we've got a small problem."

Dante waved his hand at her, "Yeah, yeah. Buncha demons comin' up here to kick the world's ass. We all know the story."

Lady's brows furrowed as she stared at Dante angrily, "Shut your trap. These guys mean business. I've already encountered one of them, and let me tell you, it wasn't fun."

Nero shrugged, "So what? You saying we can't handle a couple of tough strays?"

"It's more than a couple. There are five, and they all fight in styles similar to you and Dante. Swinging around big ass swords." Lady squinted.

Dante laughed, "Wow! Because 'swinging big ass swords' is a fighting style."

Lady growled, "Well I don't know what the hell to call it! It's what both of you do!"

Nero raised a brow, "Anyway...what do they look like? Average joes? Big, scaly monsters? Hairballs? What?"

"They look human for the most part. Except they all have icey blue eyes, like you." She pointed at Dante.

He smirked, "Interesting, this calls for a meeting!"

 

[BlueDevil]

Chapter 1: Part 3

"Well, this is where they were when we met." Lady spoke, leading them all through a small gate into a small town. The look of the place reminded Nero of Fortuna.

Dante strode forward, "Nothing's happening. Did everyone leave? I'm already gettin' bored."

Lady snorted, "Oh shut up."

Trish walked in behind Dante, "So...any outlandish features we should be looking for aside from a pair of baby-blue eyes?"

"A bunch of people with swords..." Lady sighed.

Nero chuckled, "Assuming this town doesn't have a force of guards or anything."

"They'd probably all be dead by now if there were." Lady replied.

Dante stopped in the middle of the cobblestone road, "Were there people here while you were here?"

Lady nodded, "Yeah. I was down here shopping for a new pair of boots, talking to some of the pedestrians, and then they jumped me on one of the back streets."

"No one saw?" Nero asked.

"Like I said. Back street. This is a tiny town, kid." Lady shook her head, "Well, I suggest we split up so we can find 'em faster. I doubt they've moved."

Trish immediately stepped over to Dante, "I'll go with Dante. You get the boy."

Lady growled, "Ugh, I'd rather be partnered up with Dante though! Whatever."

Nero raised a brow, "Oh, I'm feeling the love."

Dante laughed, "Don't worry kid. They're women. It's how they operate."

Lady and Trish both shot Dante a look and simultaneouly shouted, "Shut up!"

Dante backed away, "Lighten up, sheesh. I was just making a joke."

Lady sighed, "You're a bad joker, though...anyway, c'mon Nero. Let's go."

With that, the small group split into two pairs, Dante and Trish heading one way while Lady and Nero left in another. The sun had already begun to set, and an orange glow was overcast on the small town. In the distance, Nero could see a tall steeple atop a large building.

Lady looked over at him, "You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?"

"Check the church?" Nero asked.

Lady nodded, "Yeah, let's check it out."

It was only a matter of minutes before the two had reached the church, crossing through the winding, deserted streets of the town. Large, stain-glass windows covered the front of the building, surrounding a large pair of steel doors.

Nero could here something coming from inside. "Is that...a pipe organ?"

"Sounds like it. Think someone's home?" Lady squinted, staring at the red doors.

Nero nodded, "Probably. Only one way to find out though."

Both Nero and Lady exchanged a quick glance with eachother before steadily cracking the doors open. Nero's jaw slowly dropped, "What the hell?"

 

[BlueDevil]

((Just putting this out there...don't expect this to be updated a whole lot until close to the end of the school year...I'm working on my English project, so spending time working on this along with that will just drain me -_-'...sorry to...however many are reading this and actually enjoying it thus far. Don't know how many that is xP))

 

[BlueDevil]

Chapter 2

...because I'm a bad ass, and you're an old coot.

Dante and Trish had been walking in the opposite direction of Nero and Lady for some time now, when the two stumbled upon a giant mess. A whole street was filled with nothing but rubble, wrecked vehicles, and even a couple of dead bodies.

"Well ain't that a pretty sight to see?" Dante chuckled.

"You think Lady's demon friends had a showdown here?" Trish asked.

"Whatever happened...it looks like we missed a helluva party." Dante replied, glancing around slowly, "Or did we?"

Another voice interrupted, "You're right! It was one big party! Too bad you weren't here a little earlier. You could've been the guest of honor!"

Dante's eyes followed the direction of the voice, and as his eyes drifted, they stumbled upon a small person, perched on top of one of the roof edges. He was bald, and wore a pair of pitch-black pants, a small, sleeveless vest, and carried a rather large weapon on his back taking the form of a double-blade ended axe.

"D'aawwww! How cute! Hey, Trish, get a load of this guy! Can we keep him?" Dante joked.

The man on the roof growled, "You got a lotta words for such a goofy lookin' guy, Son o' Sparda. I don't like that attitude!"

Dante chuckled, "Yeah, well let me tell you this...you've actually got a pretty ugly face for such a tiny fella'."

The man stood, clinching his fists tightly, "Don't call me tiny you big bastard! My name is Wozzi! I am the bringer of pain!"

Dante looked at Trish, "Wozzi? Sounds like Ozzy. This guy must think he's a big-shot rockstar. He's a bit small to run amok on a stage in front of a bunch of violent fans hthough...they might tear him a new one..."

Trish giggled, "You're such a loser."

Wozzi jumped down, walking straight up to Dante and shoving a finger in his face. Dante bit his lip to keep from laughing at the guy. He was only half as tall as Dante. Brows furrowed and frown engaged, Wozzi commenced his verbal beat down of Dante, "I can still hear you, you son of a bitch! You keep talking and I'll rip your head off and-"

"Whoa whoa! Slow down little guy! And get that thing outta my face!" Dante batted away the small hand in front of him, "You might poke my eye out!"

"Shut up! I'll do more than that!" Wozzi screamed, pulling the large, double-headed axe off of his back.

Dante's eyes widened, and a big grin cracked across his face, "Hah! I'd like to say you try, tater tot!"

"THAT'S IT!"

 

[BlueDevil]

Chapter 2: Part 2

Wozzi's double-headed axe swept forward, swinging past Dante, who dodged the blow, pulling out his pistols, "Now we're getting somewhere, baldy!"

Wozzi hopped into the air driving his axe downward at Dante, who once again dodged the attack. Wozzi screamed, "GAH! Stop dodging my attacks! And stop making fun of me!"

Dante shook his head, "No can do. You're too funny to not be picked on." Aiming both of his pistols, Dante fired several dozen bullets at the enraged Wozzi, who spun his axe, deflecting the bullets.

Wozzi rushed after Dante, yelling all of the way, and swiping his axe after Dante once more. Dante did not dodge this one, but instead blocked it with Rebellion after quickly holstering his pistols behind his coat. Wozzi's eyes widened, "You're just as fast as they say."

Dante nodded, "Yeah? Who says that? Normally they all die."

Wozzi grunted, a surprised, fearful look melting over his face, and began a long flurry of attacks, "Well, this time, you're the one who's gunna die, bastard!"

For every swing Wozzi had up his sleeve, Dante effortlessly blocked it, until he found an opening to plant his boot in Wozzi's gut. Wozzi toppled backward, bouncing twice as he hit the ground. Wozzi struggled to get up, "How can you be so good?! Even Sparda wasn't this-"

"Poor, poor Wozzi. What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?" A calm, female voice cut him off, as a woman covered from her shoulders down in red leather seemingly appeared out of nowhere on the ruined street. She had long, snow white hair, and a cold pair of blue eyes, just like Dante. Dante now noticed that even Wozzi's eyes were blue.

"Hah, so, r'you guys related to me or something? Both of you sportin' facial features like those...you've either got some bad fashion sense, or something bigger's happening." Dante chuckled, taunting the two demons.

The woman took a few slow steps towards Wozzi, dragging him up from the ground, and then looked over to Dante and Trish, "Actually, yes. We are related. Surprise, surprise."

Dante raised a brow, "So what's that make you then? A cousine?" He smirked.

Trish looked at him, "How come you're making such a small deal out of this? What if they're telling the truth?"

Dante glanced over to Trish, "They are telling the truth. Can't you tell?" He grinned, and then drifted his focus back over to the other two demons.

Wozzi gasped, "Man! You are one hard headed sum'bitch!"

The woman pushed Wozzi away, "No way to treat our little cousine. Be nice."

Dante laughed, "So I was right! You are my cousine!"

The woman nodded, "Yes, Dante. We are your cousines. As you already know, my squirt of a brother here is named Wozzi. I am Shieva." She grinned.

Trish frowned, "Damn...I like her name."

Dante squinted, turning to Trish, "Really? Just...really?"

 

[BlueDevil]

Chapter 2: Part 3

Shieva took a few steps closer to Dante, admiring his outfit, "Nice clothes? Where'd you get 'em?"

Dante chuckled, "Hand tailored. From the looks of it, he's a better tailor than whoever makes yours."

The woman frowned, "How dare you insult me."

Wozzi giggled in the background, before Shieva turned, glaring at him, "Shut it you squat, sack of meat."

Trish looked at Dante once more, "This is just a waste of time. Are these really the demons that gave Lady such a hard time...because they're just making me sad."

Dante shrugged, "I dunno, I suppose she could've just been leading us into a game with some of her loser friends."

Shieva smiled, shaking her head, and let out a foul laugh, "You're more insulting than they say."

Dante smirked, "Well...like I told your little bald friend there, I don't really know who they are, considering most they's I meet with mysteriously trip and fall on sword." He gave Rebellion a friendly pat.

She grunted, snarling at Dante, "So annoying! Grandfather never told us that Sparda's second-born child would be such a headache."

"Grandpapa, huh? Never met him, so I guess he wouldn't really know, would he?"

Wozzi squinted, "Shieva...you're not thinking of-"

"That's exactly what I'm thinking of, dear Wozzi. Now, stand back." She stood still, frozen in place while Wozzi backed away, and once he was far enough out of range, she began to glow. It was a bright, blue-yellow color, and as it grew deeper and more vivid, ice began to stretch out and cover the ground under her. This distracted Dante to the real attack, and he was struck by a bolt of lightning.

Tumbling over, Dante glared at Trish, "What was that for, woman?!"

Trish put her hands up, "It wasn't me." Then she pointed at Shieva, who was glittering with electricity.

Dante laughed, "Oh, how interesting! A demon that uses ice and lightning. This should be real fun!"

(Yay short post ~_~)

 

[Ebony]

>_< I totally missed this, as I haven't been in here for a while 'cuz at one point this place was just full of RP's.

Anyway yay! I've said it before but I love your writing style. You do Dante so well! :wub:

Don't you have an off button somewhere?

- brilliant!


Eb

 

[BlueDevil]

Thanks for the comment :] I'm going to type up some more later tonight, probably xD

EDIT: Ignore the above post...I'm having writer's block XD.

 

[The crazy demon]

Hey BD, when are you continuing, i shall give you a piece of chocolate cake for next chapter

 

[BlueDevil]

Chapter 3: Part 1

It was as Nero had spoke those three words, Lady's eyes stumbled upon the same thing he was staring at. Four rather large looking men, three standing around a pipe organ while the forth sat and played to his heart's content, surrounded by a massive amount of dead bodies. Blood was scattered all about, covering walls, toppled chairs, and even a couple of the windows. Lady pushed Nero away, and they hid on the outside wall next to the door. She looked up at him, "Those are the guys I was talking about. Although the one playing the organ...is new."

Nero frowned, "New? So what are you saying...there are actually six?"

Lady shook her head, sighing, "Looks to be that way. I don't feel good about this. I think we should regroup with Dante and Trish before we take all of these guys on. There are simply too many."

Nero nodded, and as he did so, a magnificent looking explosion curled upward into the sky a ways off on the other side of town. It's hazy blue smoke slowly drifted up, and as the flames rose, streaks of electricity surrounded it. Lady raised a brow, "Think that was Dante and Trish?"

Nero looked at the scene, "Has to be...let's leave these guys for right now and go-"

"You're not going anywhere, boy." A deep, frightening voice interrupted.

Lady and Nero spun around, surprised, and saw two of the demons standing before them. One was a large, pale skinned demon covered in tattoos all the way down his bare chest and arms. His head was bald. On both of his hands were a pair of large gauntlets, a red aura surrounding them. The other demon was significantly smaller, with the same color of skin, and shaggy white hair. A small goatee poked its way off of his banana face, and he looked at them with a smirk, holding a large, serrated blade over his shoulder.

Nero slowly pulled his sword away from his back, allowing Red Queen to shine in the setting sun's light. Lady unholstered two large guns, newer looking ones from the looks of it. She looked over to him, "If it comes down to us fighting these guys...I call dibs on the big'n."

Nero raised a brow, "Have fun with that."

The smaller demon looked over to the large one, the smirk ever-present on his face, "Well, you heard her, Neepo. I guess I got pretty-boy here. C'mon, lets get this over with before Hiyaeta and Boss get bored."

"But Oduol...they said they were going to go see Dante. So we've got all the time we want." The large one replied.

Nero chuckled, "Neepo and Oduol...I'm not sure which one of your names are more stupid. But, just so you don't get jealous of eachother, I'll just say...they both equally suck."

Lady smirked, "Well, at least big man looks menacing. Small fry there just looks like an ass."

Oduol stomped his foot into the ground, "Why does everyone always want to say that I look like an ass?!"

Nero shrugged, "Because you do? I'm just guessing."

The demon slowly pulled his sword away from his shoulder, "You're going to regret this day. All of you! Master Tenshu is going to make all of you suffer...if there's enough of you left after I'm done."

Nero took a couple steps back, bouncing in a taunting fashion as he brought his free hand up to wave the demon on, "C'mon then. A good fight with someone other than Dante is just what I need."

"GRRUGH! I'm going to destroy you!" Oduol growled, before quickly turning to Neepo, "You! We decide this NOW! You better let me win you big brute!"

"But if I let you win...then what's the po-"

"Shut up and do it!"

Nero raised a brow as both demons raised their fists, and began a game of rock-paper-scissors. At first, it was a tie. Both of them had rock. But on the second round, Oduol beat Neepo with paper. Oduol laughed, "YES! I get to go first! Prepare to die b-"

"Of course you get to go first. I let you win."

"THERE'S NO WINNING BY KNOWING IN A GAME LIKE THIS. SHUT UP! Anyway...now you die, boy!"

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

*gigglesnort*

I love how chummy you make the demons. It's as if they've known each other for a long time. They act much more human like than most other demons from the games. Nice way to add personality. ^_^

 

[BlueDevil]

Chapter 3: Part 2

Nero, look out!

"What...Kyrie?" Nero's eyes widened, searching around for his beloved. Memories suddenly began to flood his mind. Not of her death, but of one of the moments they spent together in his childhood.

Everything went white in his mind, and then suddenly they were together again, sitting on the edge of one of the cliffs next to Mitis Forest, staring out across the water at the Order of the Sword's HQ, its magnificent reflection glittering in the water. The sun was setting in the background, casting a pleasant, baige color over the sky and clouds.

Nero remembered this exact day like it was five minutes ago. He was only eleven, sitting on one of the rocks dangling over the edge of the cliff, Kyrie standing a few feet away from him. She was thirteen. They were both dressed up like the rest of Fortuna's community, wearing dress clothing...though out here they could keep their hoods off. Nero hadn't yet become a Knight. He was simply Credo's trainee.

"Nero...doesn't it look so pretty? Don't you think so?" Kyrie asked, smiling at him as he turned to face her.

"What? The sky? I guess so. I think it's kinda stupid. Why does it have turn so many different colors?" Nero retorted with a smirk, trying to get some kind of bad reaction out of her.

"Oooh, quit being silly. It just depends on the sun's positioning." Kyrie gave him a soft grin.

Nero grunted, "Ugh, don't you ever get angry?"

Before Kyrie could reply, both her and Nero turned to face the forest as a mysterious figure began to approach them, rustling through the shrubs and bushes. Emerging from the greenery was none other than Kyrie's older brother, Credo. He was dressed in the outfit of a General, a double-breasted jacket with red trimmings. Though his hair was long, it hadn't actually reached the length of Nero's hair yet. There was also a chin stubble on Credo where facial hair had just recently started poking its way out after a decent shave.

Credo set a bucket of water on the ground, cupping his hand to scoop some out and drink it before standing back up to look at Nero, "Are you ready? You won't be allowed to join the Order as a Knight until one of commanding officers deems you worthy. Ahem, that would be me."

Nero stood up and smirked, "Never thought you'd show up. Figured you were just being a scaredy cat. I gotta few tricks up my sleeve."

Credo brushed a strand of hair behind his left ear, and pulled one of the large training swords from his belt, tossing it to Nero, who caught it with a stumble. Credo raised a brow, "I hope for your sake that those tricks will do something. Wouldn't want to...embarrass you in front of my sister."

Nero growled, his childish voice getting higher as he began to get nervous, "Why do you have to be such a bully, Credo?"

Credo smiled, drawing his own training blade, "Because it will make you a man."

With that, he leapt forward, blade at his side, and swung it in a wide arc. Nero barely dodged, but he successfully rolled out of the way and kicked Credo off of his feet. Landing on the ground, the surprised twenty year old grunted and went to get back up, instead having to deflect Nero's blow while he was on the ground. As Nero's blade came down on Credo's, it panged off and twirled out of his hands, causing him to stumble and fall as well.

Credo hopped up, picking Nero up by the collar of his vest and hurling him next to his sword, "Pick it up and try again. And I hope that wasn't one of your tricks. Fighting like that won't help you against a demon."

Nero moaned, picking up the blade and getting up from the ground. Before he could fully recover a defensive stance, Credo was already rushing towards him, sword at his side again. Nero hadn't noticed Credo just yet, as he was too busy dusting off his clothes.

Kyrie gasped, "Nero, look out!"

"Huh?" Nero, oblivious to the oncoming Credo, looked up, a look of dismay melting over his face, as he barely rose his sword in time to block Credo's next swing.

The memory disappeared and Nero was back in the street, gripping Red Queen. He hadn't seen it, but in an instant, Oduol had appeared above him with that serrated sword at his side, just like Credo had on that day so long ago. Kyrie had warned him somehow...

The demon's blade flew at him with such speed, he almost had no time to block, but he brought his blade up, just as he'd done sixteen years ago, and deflected the attack. Oduol bounced back, struggling to land on his feet as he touched the ground. He slid back for a few feet, and then looked up, "What the hell?! How did you see me?!"

Nero smirked, revving up Red Queen, "Does it matter? I saw you, that's all that counts. Now let's get this show on the road, you ugly bastard."

Oduol snarled, dashing forwards. Their blades clanged together furiously several times over as Lady and Neepo stood back and watched.

Lady winced, "What happened? Are...they fighting?"

Neepo overheard her, "Why, yes young miss, they are."

Lady looked over at him, "I can't see your friend's movements at all. He's in one spot and then another and then another."

"Oduol is extremely fast. Too fast for his own good, some might say."

Lady raised a brow, "Why do you say that?"

Neepo sighed, shaking his head, "Just watch. I think your friend won this before it even started."

 

[BlueDevil]

EDIT: As some of you may have noticed in the last part, I said Nero remembered something from seven years ago when he was 11 years old. This would currently make him 18. This is a major contradiction to my original fic, where I stated that Nero was born four years after Dante, which would make him 27, not 18, so to correct this error, it is now "sixteen years ago". Foolish mistake on my part, and while it's not the correct age, it's what I stated in my other fic, so I'm going to conform with that.

Chapter 3: Part 3


"HIYAAAAAH!!!!" Oduol slashed Nero across the chest, successfully cutting a rather deep wound into his body, the serrated edge of his sword ripping away flesh and leather as it tore itself free. Nero twirled around, grunting and stumbling to keep from falling. Oduol laughed manically and thrust himself forward at the dazed Nero, unleashing a gust of blade strikes on the defenseless foe. Nero's blood sprayed across the ground.

Lady gasped, "Nero?"

Neepo sighed, "Do not worry, miss. There's still very much energy left in your friend. This hasn't ended yet."

As Neepo spoke, Nero grabbed Oduol's blade with his free hand, the edge cutting deep into his skin, and jerked on it, throwing the sword to the side, Oduol gripped to it. With a loud thud, the demon smacked the ground and slid, but was back up and dashing after Nero within a second. Nero revved Red Queen up once more, maxing out the blade's power just as fast as Oduol was closing in on him, and swept the blade across the ground. A wall of fire erupted into the sky, and unable to slow himself down, Oduol ran straight through it.

Nero groaned when he realized that the demon's speed was far too much for the flames to ignite him, and sighed once more as their blades met, "Sheesh, you're a bit spunky, don't you think? I think I need to calm your ass down."

Oduol giggled like a clown and pulled his sword away, swinging it back around to bat Nero's blade away. But Nero managed to catch drift of the idea and tilted his sword down, bring it back up into Oduol as the demon's serrated blade swept past Nero. Red Queen flew into Oduol, sending him flying once again, this time straight up into the air.

Oduol grinned deviously, "GET READY! THIS IS OVER FOR YOU!"

Nero squinted, watching the demon as he seemed to pause in mid-air. Oduol began to glow brightly, a turquoise color illuminating his body and glowing around it, finally engulfing him in a bright light. As the light lifted, Nero laid eyes on Oduol's demon form.

He was pure white except for his red eyes. His head had elongated, turning spiky, and his shoulders bulged out, growing spikes as well. His legs became triple jointed and his feet grew long claws while his calves and thighs bulged outward, muscular beyong belief. His rib cage split open, ripping his chest's skin apart, and a deep blue glow shined from inside.

With a fanged smile, Oduol spoke, his voice rasping and echoing, "How do you like me now, boy? I was built for pure speed! There's no way in hell you'll be able to beat me!"

Nero scoffed, "Wanna bet on that? I'm guessing you're gonna turn yourself into a white smear across the ground."

"HAH! You got a lot of bark for being such a nice lookin' kid. Sorry, but the only smearing around here is gunna be your guts all over the road."

"Ah, so we're making a party out of this, huh? Spraying confetti everywhere?"

Oduol snickered, "Sure thing."

Nero was hurled backwards as a massive crater formed in the ground, kicking up rubble and dust in every direction as Oduol plummited into the street. Almost setting the ground aflame running his way from the crater, Oduol sped towards Nero, who had just recovered from being thrown back, and unleashed a blur of furious swings and swipes with his blade. Nero deflected them all, blowing them back by devil-triggering.

Just as he'd been when he transformed due to Mundus' savagery, a pair of angelic wings spread from his body, and his skin became bronzed platelets all over, bright blue showing through the cracks. Red Queen transformed with him, growing larger in size and changing in appearance due to the new manifestation of demonic power flowing through it.

Nero looked up, a calm expression covering his monstrous face, "You seem to be kinda outmatched at the moment. Why don't you just call it quits now?"

Oduol growled, snarling, "Outmatched? You don't know what I'm capable of, SCUM!"

 

[Ebony]

Hey, I just re-read this from the beginning 'cuz you know I'm a fan of your writing style.

Love it. However hows about less Nero and more Dante? j/k

Keep it up ^_^

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

Oduol's a lizard. ^_^ I didn't see that coming.

The broken ribcage thing sounds pretty awesome.

And the fight scenes/banter is top-notch, as usual.

Once again. Freaking. Amazing.