Dante's Stalker
"Outrun this!"
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Dante's Stalker
"Outrun this!"
Thanks you guys, I'll make sure this fic is first in line when I get done with my other fics.
The crazy demon
Metal Gear Vindicare.
Ok kay, i am waiting for it .
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Dante's Stalker
"Outrun this!"
not an update yet, just something I got hit with when I was procrastinating playing Bloody Palace before I tackle SoS mode heads on. I was bored and like I said, procrastinating, so this little piece is based off my game play (as the fights I write usually are >.<)
Draft 01:
Nero scowled menacingly at the three scarecrows circling them. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and looked up sharply when Dante nudged his shoulder.
"Kid, what are you doing? We don't have time for this, we need to get to the terrace." Dante said, giving him a funny look.
"Don't worry, this is gonna be a piece of cake," Nero grunted in reply, drawing his sword.
"Tuh...you go right ahead, Rambo." Dante said at the piercing look Nero gave him. He stepped out of the way and gestured toward the small pack of scarecrows. "I'll let you have your fun."
Nero wasted no time as the scarecrows blundered right at him. He reached out with the Devil Bringer and grabbed hold of the furthest demon. He slammed it to the ground hard and picked it back up, holding it above him as a shield. The other scarecrows instantly backed off at his action, and Nero grinned.
"Shall we dance?" He mocked them with a gallant bow. The result was not what he had hoped for.
The scarecrows - save for the dazed one he still held in his Devil Bringer grip - burst into hysterical giggles, bending double with the effort. Nero straightened up and gave them an angry, assessing glare.
"I feel like I'm back in high school." Nero muttered quietly to himself, pulling the lever on his sword to rev it up.
He streaked forward in an impressive spin of blade and fire, turning one of the scarecrows into a pile of black dust. "Hell yeah!" Nero shouted, launching the other scarecrow into the air with a swipe of his sword. He pulled the Blue Rose out and fired several rounds at the airborne demon until it too exploded. He glanced at the remaining scarecrow, suspended above him, and slammed it repeatedly into the ground before him.
"Slam dunk!" Nero said, grinning when the last demon evaporated before him. He wiped the smile off his face, briefly wondering why he felt the need to show off to Dante. These were just scarecrows, after all. Dante had seen him fry bigger fish than this...then why the compulsion to impress him?
Nero turned around when he heard Dante clap his hands. "Nice show, kid."
"Hm." Nero grunted in reply. "We should get going."
"Right, that's what I said before, isn't it?" Dante said matter-of-factly, brushing past him to the gate.
They stuck in their tracks when they entered the business terrace of Fortuna. An ocean of scarecrows littered the place.
"Huh. Looks like the welcoming committee got the memo that we'd be here." Dante said, folding his arms across his chest and smirking.
Nero reached for Red Queen once more. "These guys are in the wrong place at the wrong time."
Dante's hand came up and slapped him hard and flat on the chest. "Put that away, Nero. We've already wasted enough time as it is. Let's do this my way, okay?"
"Okay," Nero said, sheathing his sword. "What's your plan?"
"We walk right across the terrace to that scary looking dude over there," Dante said, gesturing to the far side of the street where Vergil was leaning against the pillar at the entrance to the Opera Plaza.
Nero surveyed the number of scarecrows again, and looked at Dante doubtfully. "Are you screwing with me?"
"Maybe. Follow my lead." Dante said.
Nero hesitated for a second before trailing behind the elder hunter. He was waiting for the second that Dante would reach for his guns or take a swipe at the demons with Rebellion. He did neither. Nero kept aware of every movement the scarecrows made, but they only seemed to watch them in curiosity, ever so often bursting into random laughter. Dante gently pushed the demons aside as he weaved through the mass, and Nero stayed close on his heels, itching to pull his gun if any of the scarecrows even twitched too close to him.
"How did you know they wouldn't attack us?" Nero asked as they reached the stairs up to the Opera Plaza.
"You'd know too, if you didn't go slicing and dicing into them like a maniac on a sugar rush." Dante said, shaking his head at Vergil's apathetic stare.
"But... they're demons. They're going to hurt people."
"Tch, look, kid," Dante whirled around to face him, holding his hands up in explanation. "I believe in live and let live. If any of those giggling puppets tried to take a swing at me, do you really think any of them would still be standing right now?"
"Uh..."Nero said, glancing back toward the sea of demons behind them.
"It took you a while." Vergil said flatly.
"Yeah. The kid got a bit...distracted." Dante said.
"Uh-huh." Vergil arched an eyebrow at Nero, who held his own under those sarcastic eyes. "Distracted, you say."
Dante paused beside Vergil, and mumbled from the corner of his mouth. "Reminds me way too much of myself."
Vergil exchanged a look with Dante, and the brothers turned to enter the Opera Plaza.
"You coming, or are you going to give them a reason to attack you?" Dante called over his shoulder.
Nero followed them, taking the stairs two at a time to catch up. "Would they?"
"Hell, I would if you were staring at me like that." Dante said.
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and...that's it. HEHEHEHEHEHEHE...Nero...hehehehehehe XDDDDDDDDD
Btw, the scarecrows don't attack you on level 1. I checked with Dante and Nero, they just kinda skittle up to you and then back away (and laugh their heads off when Nero asks if they want to dance) XD
Draft 01:
Nero scowled menacingly at the three scarecrows circling them. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and looked up sharply when Dante nudged his shoulder.
"Kid, what are you doing? We don't have time for this, we need to get to the terrace." Dante said, giving him a funny look.
"Don't worry, this is gonna be a piece of cake," Nero grunted in reply, drawing his sword.
"Tuh...you go right ahead, Rambo." Dante said at the piercing look Nero gave him. He stepped out of the way and gestured toward the small pack of scarecrows. "I'll let you have your fun."
Nero wasted no time as the scarecrows blundered right at him. He reached out with the Devil Bringer and grabbed hold of the furthest demon. He slammed it to the ground hard and picked it back up, holding it above him as a shield. The other scarecrows instantly backed off at his action, and Nero grinned.
"Shall we dance?" He mocked them with a gallant bow. The result was not what he had hoped for.
The scarecrows - save for the dazed one he still held in his Devil Bringer grip - burst into hysterical giggles, bending double with the effort. Nero straightened up and gave them an angry, assessing glare.
"I feel like I'm back in high school." Nero muttered quietly to himself, pulling the lever on his sword to rev it up.
He streaked forward in an impressive spin of blade and fire, turning one of the scarecrows into a pile of black dust. "Hell yeah!" Nero shouted, launching the other scarecrow into the air with a swipe of his sword. He pulled the Blue Rose out and fired several rounds at the airborne demon until it too exploded. He glanced at the remaining scarecrow, suspended above him, and slammed it repeatedly into the ground before him.
"Slam dunk!" Nero said, grinning when the last demon evaporated before him. He wiped the smile off his face, briefly wondering why he felt the need to show off to Dante. These were just scarecrows, after all. Dante had seen him fry bigger fish than this...then why the compulsion to impress him?
Nero turned around when he heard Dante clap his hands. "Nice show, kid."
"Hm." Nero grunted in reply. "We should get going."
"Right, that's what I said before, isn't it?" Dante said matter-of-factly, brushing past him to the gate.
They stuck in their tracks when they entered the business terrace of Fortuna. An ocean of scarecrows littered the place.
"Huh. Looks like the welcoming committee got the memo that we'd be here." Dante said, folding his arms across his chest and smirking.
Nero reached for Red Queen once more. "These guys are in the wrong place at the wrong time."
Dante's hand came up and slapped him hard and flat on the chest. "Put that away, Nero. We've already wasted enough time as it is. Let's do this my way, okay?"
"Okay," Nero said, sheathing his sword. "What's your plan?"
"We walk right across the terrace to that scary looking dude over there," Dante said, gesturing to the far side of the street where Vergil was leaning against the pillar at the entrance to the Opera Plaza.
Nero surveyed the number of scarecrows again, and looked at Dante doubtfully. "Are you screwing with me?"
"Maybe. Follow my lead." Dante said.
Nero hesitated for a second before trailing behind the elder hunter. He was waiting for the second that Dante would reach for his guns or take a swipe at the demons with Rebellion. He did neither. Nero kept aware of every movement the scarecrows made, but they only seemed to watch them in curiosity, ever so often bursting into random laughter. Dante gently pushed the demons aside as he weaved through the mass, and Nero stayed close on his heels, itching to pull his gun if any of the scarecrows even twitched too close to him.
"How did you know they wouldn't attack us?" Nero asked as they reached the stairs up to the Opera Plaza.
"You'd know too, if you didn't go slicing and dicing into them like a maniac on a sugar rush." Dante said, shaking his head at Vergil's apathetic stare.
"But... they're demons. They're going to hurt people."
"Tch, look, kid," Dante whirled around to face him, holding his hands up in explanation. "I believe in live and let live. If any of those giggling puppets tried to take a swing at me, do you really think any of them would still be standing right now?"
"Uh..."Nero said, glancing back toward the sea of demons behind them.
"It took you a while." Vergil said flatly.
"Yeah. The kid got a bit...distracted." Dante said.
"Uh-huh." Vergil arched an eyebrow at Nero, who held his own under those sarcastic eyes. "Distracted, you say."
Dante paused beside Vergil, and mumbled from the corner of his mouth. "Reminds me way too much of myself."
Vergil exchanged a look with Dante, and the brothers turned to enter the Opera Plaza.
"You coming, or are you going to give them a reason to attack you?" Dante called over his shoulder.
Nero followed them, taking the stairs two at a time to catch up. "Would they?"
"Hell, I would if you were staring at me like that." Dante said.
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and...that's it. HEHEHEHEHEHEHE...Nero...hehehehehehe XDDDDDDDDD
Btw, the scarecrows don't attack you on level 1. I checked with Dante and Nero, they just kinda skittle up to you and then back away (and laugh their heads off when Nero asks if they want to dance) XD