Devil Crusade: Chapter 1: PastNew York, 2005Devil Crusade: Chapter 1: Past8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was not the most welcoming looking building in the city. The windows were boarded up and the door was locked at all times. Entrance was strictly on invitation basis only. Dante rapped on the door and heard a rough voice say, ''You got an invitation or what?''. Dante smiled and said ''Sure, sure, here it is''. A window in the door frame pulled back and an eye could be seen staring out of it……straight down the barrel of a pure white handgun.
''Now why don't you be a good little devil and open the door. I got an appointment and I'd hate to keep him waiting''
The door opened and Dante walked in, grinning at the medium sized devil acting as a bouncer. He generally stayed away from the demon bars in town. The owners said he scared off customers. But he'd got a call from a client who wanted to meet him here. He walked up to bar where a rather flimsy looking demon was handing out what might be mistaken for very dark red wine. The barkeeper looked up and moaned. ''Please, don'
Sparda Family Destruction 3From Dantes Diaries.Sparda Family Destruction 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I was little frivolous kid when that happened. Young and restless The world seemed different by that time, joyous, airy, colorful, resplendent. But then everything turned gloomy and black...obscure. I started to see the dark side of everything... the darkest side of everything. I used to notice some vague things when I even was a kid, but after that, this turned into everyday habit.
Eva was cooking in the kitchen. Delectable smell of roast turkey was emanating through the narrow, kitchen window. I love her dishes. She is an excellent cook.
Sparda was not at home. He worked every weekday and Vergil and me always took advantage of it. We used to sneak into his storeroom and snoop around. He had genuine antiques, some strange mementos, lots of aesthetic swords. Entering his room, we were embarking on exciting adventures.
I remember Vergy and me started playing hide and seek. He was seeking, I was hiding and I hid behind a huge wardrobe in parents bedroom. I r
Mirror Mirror on the Wall.I would stare for hours in the mirror. I wasn't arrogant anymore, neither did I love myself. In fact, I absolutely despised myself. All for one reason.Mirror Mirror on the Wall.9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I did it. I did it with my bare hands. My hands killed my brother.
Vergil. Just the name brings back memories I'd rather forget because of the heartache that comes with them. But they will always be etched in my mind, haunting me for the rest of my life. If only it wasn't so damned hard for me to die. If it wasn't, I would have killed myself after having found out that Nelo Angelo was actually him, and that I had put him to his death. I would have given my life to be with him.
Whenever I think about Vergil like this, not only am I on the verge of breaking down, but my heart pounds remembering him. His eyes, blue, cold and icy, much like mine, but so different. His hair, always slicked back to seperate himself from me. His strength locked in a deceiving frame dripping with blue. His body...so lethal...so deadly...
I walked to my mirror,
Yin And Yang - Devil May CryDisclaimer: I don't own devil may cry.Yin And Yang - Devil May Cry7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They were two sides of the same coin. Together they were whole. If one of them went away neither of them was complete. Yin and Yang their mother used to say. Separate them and there was chaos.
Their personalities complimented the others. He was the loud, energetic, and more sociable of the two whereas Vergil was the quiet and reserved one. He was always getting into fights and Vergil was always getting him out.
Racing ahead, he would always wait impatiently for Vergil at the bus stop at the end of the day. When Vergil finally sauntered down the road, taking his time as usual, Dante would explode. Chattering non-stop about how he hated school and the girls he had met, Vergil would just listen to him and nod.
Sometimes it seemed that Vergil was just humouring him, but he was paying attention closely. He loved to talk and Vergil preferred to listen. Yin and Yang. Separate them and there was chaos.
He didnt mind waiting for Vergil.
A Kimbari Rose And Her Devil 1He was on his knees before me. The rain ran down his calm face and dripped down from his smiling lips. I didn't really know who he was I just knew one thing, Lady wanted him dead. She could be really unthoughtful sometimes. I'd been following him for months now and from what I saw he wasn't evil at all. He killed demons not joined them. But he was a demon himself ..... that's why he had to go.A Kimbari Rose And Her Devil 17 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'd taken one of his guns and was pointing it at his lovely forehead. He chuckled and my grip on the weapon tightened.
"You gonna shoot me with my own gun?" he asked then chuckled again
"Shut up demon!" I spat.
"I have a name besides demon."
"I said, shut up or I'll shoot!"
"I'm Dante what's your name hmmmmm?" I looked down at him. He wasn't evil at all, he wasn't anything. I slowly lowered the gun.
"I'm Kyo and your not evil are you?"
"No I'm not," he said as he stood up,"I tried to tell you."
I handed him his gun.
"Sorry." A gust of wind blew past both of us and it was strong enough to make me
DanteXNero: Dante VS Nero II ---------------------------Breakfast In Bed-------------------------------DanteXNero: Dante VS Nero II7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I cooked yesterday!" "No I did!" "I did!" "You didn't even cook at all last week!" Credo gave up trying to drown out the noise coming from the kitchen downstairs and after throwing his pillow across the room, stormed downstairs to find Nero and Dante glaring at each other from opposite ends of the kitchen. "What are you two idiots yelling about?" Credo yelled, silencing them. "He's supposed to cook breakfast!" the two yelled in unison as they pointed at each other. "You know," Nero said as he put his hands on his hips. "A real man would make his lover breakfast in bed." Dante sighed and shook his head. "If you want breakfast in bed, sleep in the kitchen." He walked out leaving Credo with a pissed of Nero.
Dante and Nero were at a fair
Devil May Cry- The Hidden Essence Ch.4Devil May Cry- The Hidden Essence Ch.47 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Just the Beginning
By the time Dante had made it out of town, the sun was beginning to lower in the sky, but there was still some clear daylight. It wasn’t long until he came upon the abandoned warehouse. It looked like it hadn’t been touched for years. It was all boarded up and didn’t seem to show any signs of an entry.
“Heh, no entrance huh?”
He casually walked up to what appeared to be a boarded up doorway as he pulled out his Rebellion and slashed a big X into the hardwood that covered the door. Seconds later the wood caved in, allowing access to the inside. He strolled inside with his sword resting on his shoulder, ready to use just in case an unexpected attack occurs. He gazed around as there were cobwebs everywhere, silence surrounding him, the stench of stale air and the only light beaming was from the entrance. However, the silence gave him a lead to where the real entrance to the lab could be found. With each step he took it
Devil May Cry- The Hidden Essence Ch.5Devil May Cry- The Hidden Essence Ch.57 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Of Things to Come
The sign glowed its luminescent reddish light in the darkness like a beacon for salvation. It was the first thing Vincent saw before Dante came to her and it has forever been a welcoming sight for sore eyes. It wasn’t long before she saw that sign again as Dante pulled up in front of the shop after a whiles drive from the hidden laboratory.
“Shop sweet shop.”
Vincent chuckled as she looked over at Dante from the passenger seat, “Don’t you mean home sweet home?”
Dante looked over at her with a half smirk as he replied, “Same thing.”
By the time the drive was over, Nero had regained enough strength to not only move on his own, but carry Kyrie in his arms. Vincent however wasn’t in such great shape as Dante was quick to come to her side of the car and help her out.
“Man, where the hell do you guys get your stamina?” she asked in an exhausted chuckle, putting her arm in Dante’s as he slowly lea