Yup, it's a Spice Girls song, and Yes, I've just used it for my title... the only reason is because I couldn't think of anything else.
Anyway...
WARNING:
Contains Gore and Death... a few spelling mistakes and isn't finished. Apologies.
'I didn't listen to her...'
A woman's voice echoed, "You will jeopardise the future of our kingdom."
'I doubted her...'
The same woman's voice echoed again, "If you still cared, you will get rid of him. He will ruin everything. He will steal everything away from us... from you."
"And now it’s too late..." Vergil said softly.
The sun was setting and the sulphur waves crashed violently into the shore.
Vergil was in exile.
Chapter 1.
Vergil sat underneath a deformed tree picking at something that some roamers of the Underworld classed as food.
It was yellow and filled with black liquid. The skin tasted sweet, but the liquid was sour.
He put his head back against the trunk, and watched the setting sun. He listened to the waves. The water looked normal, but on touch would melt skin like butter in a hot room.
He scratched his right cheek, and felt the scars that lined his face, and then he got up and started to walk into the wooded area until he came across a little shelter which he had made the first day he was left on the island. It was crudely constructed out of tree branches and leaves. He crawled in and lay down onto the material covering the 'floor'.
He looked to the side of him. Beside him was the last piece of honour that he carried, Yamato. But, even now his katana had become a tool for survival even thought the sword had no demonic power left.
He put his hand into his waistcoat pocket and gently removed something... a picture.
He looked at it and felt guilty, "Nite."
Whenever he looked at the picture, he was always struck by the same feeling.
He placed the picture back and closed his eyes.
His mind gave him the same dream every night... The fall of his empire.
Chapter 2.
"Great news your Highness, the Queen returns today." One of the army soldiers announced.
Vergil sat on his throne in silence. Nite had been away visiting demons in the lesser populated areas of the Underworld. She was gone for two weeks, but for the King it felt like an eternity.
Suddenly, a burst of fanfare broke the silence, and the main doors opened.
A black clothed figure walked into the room, up the red carpet and kneeled before him.
The person removed their hood, long black hair dropped down.
Vergil stood up and said, "Welcome back my Queen."
Nite stood up from the floor and they embraced each other, "I've really missed you Vergil."
Vergil took in a deep breath of her demonic essence.
"Men, dismissed." Came a voice from behind Nite. It made Nite jump a little because she didn't sense anyone else there.
"Ah, Nite. I would like you to meet the new General of our Army, Ilaki."
Nite was very cautious. Ilaki was about 6' 2"; he had jet black hair and wore a higher rank army uniform. His face was partially scarred, his eyes were sunken and his voice was a bit deeper than Vergil's. He seemed very intimidating... she immediately didn't like him, plus he had a distinct demonic essence.
"Pleased to meet you... Ilaki." Nite said forcing a smile.
"I have been looking forward to meeting you, your highness. The King speaks very highly of you."
Nite laughed forcefully, "I hope he would".
"Ilaki, you are dismissed. Thank you" Vergil said.
"Thank you. And it was nice meeting you Nite."
"Like wise."
Chapter 3.
Vergil and Nite sat down to a private dinner, it somewhat lacked the 'fun' and conversation of other dinners.
The light shone through the stained glass windows of their room.
"What's wrong?" Vergil asked
Nite flicked a few peas around her plate and sighed, "I'm really not hungry", she said as she rubbed her stomach.
"Shall I get the Nurse to check you over?" Vergil asked
Nite looked out of the window and sighed again, “No thanks. I'll be fine... I'm just a little bloated."
Vergil looked at Nite... something was obviously bothering her.
"Ilaki?" Vergil asked coldly.
Nite looked at Vergil in the same manner as the tone of his voice and said, "He’s not to be trusted."
"You've only just got back."
"I'm the General of the Army" She snapped as she stood up and slammed her fist onto the table, "two weeks and you've replaced me... TWO WEEKS!"
"You know how I felt about you being in charge of them. It wasn't your place."
"B.S. Vergie, you want me locked in this tower like a prisoner."
"I want you by my side, ruling the Underworld, not fighting battles."
Nite walked to the window and laughed under her breath, "Not something that's likely to happen with Ilaki around."
"What do you mean?" Vergil asked.
"By allowing Ilaki into this castle and making him take charge of our armies, you will jeopardise the future of our kingdom."
Vergil wondered and looked on as Nite exited the room and slammed the door behind her.
Anyway...
WARNING:
Contains Gore and Death... a few spelling mistakes and isn't finished. Apologies.
'I didn't listen to her...'
A woman's voice echoed, "You will jeopardise the future of our kingdom."
'I doubted her...'
The same woman's voice echoed again, "If you still cared, you will get rid of him. He will ruin everything. He will steal everything away from us... from you."
"And now it’s too late..." Vergil said softly.
The sun was setting and the sulphur waves crashed violently into the shore.
Vergil was in exile.
Chapter 1.
Vergil sat underneath a deformed tree picking at something that some roamers of the Underworld classed as food.
It was yellow and filled with black liquid. The skin tasted sweet, but the liquid was sour.
He put his head back against the trunk, and watched the setting sun. He listened to the waves. The water looked normal, but on touch would melt skin like butter in a hot room.
He scratched his right cheek, and felt the scars that lined his face, and then he got up and started to walk into the wooded area until he came across a little shelter which he had made the first day he was left on the island. It was crudely constructed out of tree branches and leaves. He crawled in and lay down onto the material covering the 'floor'.
He looked to the side of him. Beside him was the last piece of honour that he carried, Yamato. But, even now his katana had become a tool for survival even thought the sword had no demonic power left.
He put his hand into his waistcoat pocket and gently removed something... a picture.
He looked at it and felt guilty, "Nite."
Whenever he looked at the picture, he was always struck by the same feeling.
He placed the picture back and closed his eyes.
His mind gave him the same dream every night... The fall of his empire.
Chapter 2.
"Great news your Highness, the Queen returns today." One of the army soldiers announced.
Vergil sat on his throne in silence. Nite had been away visiting demons in the lesser populated areas of the Underworld. She was gone for two weeks, but for the King it felt like an eternity.
Suddenly, a burst of fanfare broke the silence, and the main doors opened.
A black clothed figure walked into the room, up the red carpet and kneeled before him.
The person removed their hood, long black hair dropped down.
Vergil stood up and said, "Welcome back my Queen."
Nite stood up from the floor and they embraced each other, "I've really missed you Vergil."
Vergil took in a deep breath of her demonic essence.
"Men, dismissed." Came a voice from behind Nite. It made Nite jump a little because she didn't sense anyone else there.
"Ah, Nite. I would like you to meet the new General of our Army, Ilaki."
Nite was very cautious. Ilaki was about 6' 2"; he had jet black hair and wore a higher rank army uniform. His face was partially scarred, his eyes were sunken and his voice was a bit deeper than Vergil's. He seemed very intimidating... she immediately didn't like him, plus he had a distinct demonic essence.
"Pleased to meet you... Ilaki." Nite said forcing a smile.
"I have been looking forward to meeting you, your highness. The King speaks very highly of you."
Nite laughed forcefully, "I hope he would".
"Ilaki, you are dismissed. Thank you" Vergil said.
"Thank you. And it was nice meeting you Nite."
"Like wise."
Chapter 3.
Vergil and Nite sat down to a private dinner, it somewhat lacked the 'fun' and conversation of other dinners.
The light shone through the stained glass windows of their room.
"What's wrong?" Vergil asked
Nite flicked a few peas around her plate and sighed, "I'm really not hungry", she said as she rubbed her stomach.
"Shall I get the Nurse to check you over?" Vergil asked
Nite looked out of the window and sighed again, “No thanks. I'll be fine... I'm just a little bloated."
Vergil looked at Nite... something was obviously bothering her.
"Ilaki?" Vergil asked coldly.
Nite looked at Vergil in the same manner as the tone of his voice and said, "He’s not to be trusted."
"You've only just got back."
"I'm the General of the Army" She snapped as she stood up and slammed her fist onto the table, "two weeks and you've replaced me... TWO WEEKS!"
"You know how I felt about you being in charge of them. It wasn't your place."
"B.S. Vergie, you want me locked in this tower like a prisoner."
"I want you by my side, ruling the Underworld, not fighting battles."
Nite walked to the window and laughed under her breath, "Not something that's likely to happen with Ilaki around."
"What do you mean?" Vergil asked.
"By allowing Ilaki into this castle and making him take charge of our armies, you will jeopardise the future of our kingdom."
Vergil wondered and looked on as Nite exited the room and slammed the door behind her.