As much as I love the idea of Sparda turning up again someday and getting to meet his grown sons and grandson, I feel like there's 90% chance Nero would end up fighting him. This kid has been ready to throw hands with his 'god' since he was a teenager, and I don't think he's gotten any better as a twenty-something.
This shouldn't be taken seriously at all, but I just thought it would be fun to see Nero defending Dante and Vergil from his grandpa. I imagine Sparda would be particularly disappointed in some of the stuff Vergil got up to, and while Nero might actually agree with him, he also would get in his face about it.
Also, Eva should be allowed to be a less than perfect. Poor woman doesn't deserve to be saddled with the whole 'paragon of motherly virtue' schtick.
"You don't get to talk to Vergil like that," Nero snapped. Sparda tilted his head, and Nero bared his teeth. "Where were you while these two were getting chased by Mundus' creeps for their whole childhoods, huh?"
"Fuck that." Nero glared at his grandfather, at the being he'd been told all his life was some infallible god, the same guy who'd just decided to lay into one of the sons he'd abandoned. "He got his dumb ass stuck in a trap for almost forty years after he wandered off alone!"
Dante let out a shocked snort and slapped a hand over his mouth and nose when Vergil turned to stare at him.
"That's why you weren't there for them, why their lives got so shitty," Nero said. "And now you have the fucking nerve to show back up and talk down to them for things they did to survive? Not with me here!"
Drawing himself up to his full height, Sparda loomed over Nero. "...Interesting. You have your grandmother's temper and her foul mouth, it seems."
Dante blinked. "Her what?"
"I don't give a shit." Nero threw his shoulders back, and the Bringer Claws phased into view. "You want to pick a fight, then let's go."
"Nero!" Vergil grabbed his arm, but he shook his father off.
"What, you think I'm scared to throw down with this old bastard? C'mon, Savior, let's do this."
The Dark Knight leaned back slightly, head tilting the other direction this time. "Savior? Aah, I knew I recognized your accent. You're from Fortuna, aren't you? Well, that's rather… awkward."
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