Nero's Descent

[Richtofen]

This is going to start off small until I get it going. Let me know what you think. ^_^
The story will contain some strong language in the upcoming chapters, just to let you guys know so you're not surprised! (It's Nero, so why shouldn't you expect fowl language? )

Summary: The citizens were shaken from the Savior incident, their beliefs were shattered. Despite all that has passed, they managed to move on and picked up the peices to forge a new life for themselves. Nero is like an idol to them, but fear him because of his demonic arm. Word has gotten around about this new Devil Hunter, just like Dante before him. But unbeknownst to this young hero, fame has a price. A price that might just drive him to the brink of madness. He will have to make a choice that will ultimately determine his fate.

Nero's Descent

Prolouge: Failed Protector

The rain fell heavily through the broken glass window from the darkened sky above; a young male with a glowing blue arm kneeled on the ground in the middle of the church stage, a motionless body held in his arms.

"Kyrie!!" He reared back his head and let out a pained howl, letting the bitter cold drops splash upon his face. "Oh god..." He started choking on his tears, small rivulets of crimson spread from the pair like snaking vines. Nero was confused, his mind was teetering on the brink of madness itself. He looked back upon his dead beloved, despite the creeping blood tainting Kyrie's pure white dress her face had an angelic glow. Nero raised his demonic hand and caressed her cheek, brushing back the matted auburn hair from her face. "I swore to protect you," The half-devil whispered as he balled up his human fist. "I swore to protect you!" Nero cried.

He carefully laid down the body, and got up. Rage seethed through the demon hunter, Nero let himself be consumed by his anger and let out a demonic cry. He outstretched his left hand, palm open. His sword, Raging Tyrant, violently shook from where it was jammed into the wall. The sword released itself, taking chunks of the wall from the sheer force it was being pulled, like explosion going off. It flew straight into Nero's waiting palm, soon as he felt the handle he closed his fingers around it. "I will avenge you, Kyrie." Nero seethed in a demonic tone.

The demon hunter turned around, a omnious blue aura radiated off of him, his demonic crimson eyes screamed blood shed.

Power...give me more power! If I become a demon, so be it...I'll endure the exile...Anything...to protect her!

 

[DMC]

very interesting ^_^

 

[Meg]

Well this is nothing short of epic! *subscribes*

 

[Sparda's rejected son]

NIIICCCCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^_^

 

[Richtofen]

Thanks guys for reading what little bit I have. :lol: I should have a chapter coming up sometime soon!

 

[Sparda's rejected son]

Like LoD told me take your time and we'll wait and enjoy the post. ^_^

 

[Richtofen]

This chapter is very short, I will be adding more to it later, I just wanted to get what I had down so I didn't forget about it later. Ok, just before anyone says anything about this...this is still pretty rough, and it will be tweaked around A LOT. I made the opening peice the summary, I felt like it should belong there instead of being part of the actual story. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Fortuna has been peaceful for the past few months. Most of the damage has been repaired and left over demons eraticated or driven out; leaving one overly bored, teenage demon hunter.

Nero propped up his Red Queen against a sturdy oak trunk and laid down in the shade it had to offer. "Another boring day," Nero muttered. The demons he encounted a couple hours earlier on his daily patrol were a couple Scarecrows, they were easily disposed of with a couple well placed bullets from his Blue Rose. His Red Queen is aching to be revved up once again to strike fear into mobs of demons, but hasn't met anything battle worthy to waste his effort on. "I'll just take a nap, hopefully something more eventful happens." Just as he was about to rest his eyes he heard his name being called in the distance.

"Nero!" Kyrie called out, she started jogging towards him. He couldn't help but smile, Kyrie looked cute running in her dress. "I thought I'd find you here," The singer huffed.

"What brings you out here, Kyrie?" Nero asked.

"I finished helping the townsfolk early," She replied. "You wouldn't believe all the running around I had to do just to find you!" The woman put her hands on her hips, giving the young man in front of her a stern stare. Nero burst out laughing and sat up.

"Well, you found me." The Devil Hunter teased. "Relax and join me for a bit." He extended his devil arm towards Kyrie.

"I'd like that," Kyrie smiled warmly. She took his hand and sat down beside him. A breeze passed by; blowing strands of her auburn hair back, showing the soft contours of her face. Nero raised his devil arm and cupped her cheek, the singer closed her eyes as she leaned into it. "You're leaving soon, aren't you?" Kyrie whispered.

"What? Why would you think that?" Nero asked, slightly hurt.

"You're not one to settle down, and I know you have questions that need answered. I see it in your eyes every day." Kyrie answered honestly.

"Kyrie..." Nero whispered softly.

"It's ok Nero," She spoke gently. "I understand."

"Thank you," The half-devil smiled warmly.

Kyrie returned the smile then remembered what she came here for. "Oh! Nero, I have a gift I would like to present to you." She said.

"A gift?" Nero was curious what Kyrie had waiting for him.

"These past few months, I have been..." She carefully chose her words as to not reveal the secret. "Planning to give you something special." The singer smiled. "Let's go!" She got up and tugged on Nero's jacket. Nero happily obliged, got up and strapped his Red Queen onto his back.

"Lead the way, miss." Nero bowed slightly.

 

[Meg]

Can I just say you write Nero and Kyrie really well! I can totally see a scene like this playing out. :lol: I like where this is going.

 

[Richtofen]

Thank you Meg, I really appreciate that.

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

I quite like this. ^_^

 

[Richtofen]

I apologize for the short chapters, they will pick up later. I will also be adding to the chapters along the way.

Chapter 2: Raging Tyrant

The pair arrived at their residence, it was a small house clustered together beside others on the street. It wasn't anything special or spectacular but they didn't care as long as they were together.

"Wait here," Kyrie commanded, making Nero wait outside.

"Ok," The demon hunter nodded.

Just as she was about to enter she looked back. "And no peeking!" Kyrie winked before disappearing into the dwelling.

Nero paitently waited outside; a few passing citizens were looking at him with curious eyes, he just smiled and waved. A couple minutes later he heard thumping sounds and a few grunts. What the hell is she doing? He thought, his brows furrowed in confusion.

The young woman opened the door, letting out a sigh of relief. "Come in," She backed away to give Nero access. As he entered the room he spied a huge black box sitting in the middle of the room. He swiftly made his way to the box and kneeled beside it, opening the hatches on the side. When he opened the lid his eyes widened in surprise, not believing the sight before him-a sword.

He deftly assembled his new weapon. The sword was finely crafted with best Mythril collected from Assault scales, the end of the blade was slightly curved upwards like a scimitar. The jagged, curved hilt and the blade edge were made with the strongest Demonic Obsidian, giving it a deadly flare. The handle was made with a similar fuel injection and igniton system, just from the feel from it Nero could already tell the man who made this meant buisness and used only the finest materials at his disposal.

The half-devil set down the blade and prepared rev the blade into life. Soon as he twisted the handle the sword roared with a renewed, wilder power. The Obsidian glowed an ominous dark blackish-purple, along with the flame details engraved into the blade. He lifted the blade and swung it around, amazed how surprisingly lighter it was compared to his Red Queen. The overall feel for the blade oozed a wild, untamed power.

"Raging Tyrant," Nero said with pride.

"I'm glad you enjoy my gift," Kyrie smiled widely.

"Enjoy it? Hell no, I love it Kyrie!" He exlaimed. Nero was his girlfriend's side in a heart beat, giving her the biggest hug he could muster.

 

[Meg]

A couple minutes later he heard thumping sounds and a few grunts. What the hell is she doing? He thought, his brows furrowed in confusion.

:lol:

Nice new chapter! I like the detail you added to the previous one to.

 

[Richtofen]

Well Meg, I am glad you are enjoying it. :lol:

 

[Sparda's rejected son]

Great work Faust I can picture the scenes so clearly, This is what I call good reading! ^_^ You get a rep! ^_^ (How do you give reps now? :lol: )

 

[Ebony]

I really like your writing style Faust. Keep it up! ^_^

 

[LordOfDarkness]

I'm liking this story very much ^_^

 

[Richtofen]

Thank you guys. *bows* It's a pleasure that you're enjoying it so far. ^_^

 

[Richtofen]

There's still more to be added later. ^_^

Chapter 3: A Promise

Nero and Kyrie walked peacefully in Fortuna, with the exception of a couple demons that faced the wrath of Raging Tyrant.

"This sword is great!" Nero slashed at a Scarecrow, easily slicing it into two with ease. "How'd you come across such an item?" The demon hunter strapped the sword back into its rightful place on his back.

"I did a bit of digging," The singer blushed. "I wanted to give you something very special to remember me by on your travels. I already knew it was going to happen sooner or later," She walked beside Nero after the demon was dealt with. "I don't mind though, honestly." Kyrie looked up at him, smiling warmly.

"Oh, Kyrie..." Nero turned towards his beloved, bringing her into and embrace. "I don't know what I'd do without you," He softly whispered into her ear.

"Oh please," Kyrie giggled. "You worry too much."

"I love you Kyrie, it's my duty to protect you." He pulled back, looking at his lover through half-lidded eyes. "No matter what," Nero closed the gap between them, his lips meeting Kyrie's soft, supple ones. Kyrie happily responded, letting Nero in. Quickly as it happened, the demon hunter broke the kiss. The singer looked away; her face beet red, Nero laughed softly.

"So where are you going to look first?" Kyrie asked, trying to divert Nero's attention elsewhere.

"I'll start backtracking, starting with Agnus' underground lab at the Castle," He started. "From there I'll go wherever the trail leads me," If there are any... The demon hunter mentally added.

"Just don't be disappointed or discouraged by anything you may discover," Kyrie said, putting a reassuring hand on her beloved's shoulder. "Remember, you'll always have me." The young woman beamed.

"I know," Nero smiled. "Let's enjoy the rest of the day together without any further interruptions." He held out his demon hand.

"Gladly," The singer happily took it, walking along side with her lover. "Just promise to come back, ok?" She said softly.

"I promise," Nero whispered.

 

[The crazy demon]

Nice Faust.

Though a small detail almost at the end you made and slight mistake the name of the DMC4 character is Agnus not Argus.

 

[Richtofen]

Thanks dude, I didn't even notice that typo. XD