Spartober Day 22 Mercenary (VerDante)
Author's note: It took me a while to get an idea for this i wont lie, but i had fun writing it, yes this it hinted spardacest for all parties involved, hope you Enjoy today prompt nonetheless!!
Prompts by Whatsanapocalae1 (I use a combination of SparTpber and Devil MayTober)
22: Mercenary (VerDante)
Dante blew smoke from ebony and ivory as he finished using them putting them iin the holsters on his side with a smirk, he was proud of another job well done. he sat back in his seat waiting for another call as he propped his legs up on the desk, his eyes looked back at Vergil.
Vergil stares at Dante for a moment before speaking in a calm and quiet, yet still stern and sharp tone.
“How did the job go?” he asked looking up from his book of poetry.
"Ah the usual, kicking ass taking names…buuut i'll admit Verg, it wasn't the same without you by my side…" Dante said with a fond look.
Vergil in turn, raises a brow, giving Dante a look. His tone changes to something a bit softer.
“Are you saying you miss me already?” he asked with a teasing tone and a smirk.
"Well to be fair we have years of quality time to make up for…" Dante said as he stretched his arms out with a yawn cracking his knuckles behind his head as he looked back at Vergil with a grin.
“I would not have imagined seeing you this.. sentimental.”Vergil chuckles quietly. Setting his poetry aside, giving Dante his full attention amused by his brother’s attitude.
“You seem in good spirits,” he said gently.
"Of course I am..I kicked demon ass, we cleared up the Qliphoth..what's not to like?..the only thing that would make this better is some Pizza '' Dante smirked happily; about to say something heartfelt when the phone rang out.
He kicked his foot against the desk making the receiver fly in the air while I swiftly caught it and answered with a confident charming tone smirking as he spoke "Devil May Cry '' . He nodded and listened to the caller writing down details of the job.
Vergil looked at Dante quizzically as he asked “We have a job?”
His curiosity has peaked now.
Dante shushed Vergil with a finger as he listened closely to the caller , he nodded gently "uh huh..uh huh..alright.." he put the phone down and sighed softly.
"Well Vergil, it seems this is a two man job, care to join me this time?" he said offering his gloved hand out for him to take.
Vergil considers Dante’s offer for a moment, thinking deeply about his choice. Then he eventually nods, extending his gauntleted hand to Dante.
“Very well then…I will join you.”
Dante smirked "Great, we're taking my bike out to the graveyard!" he said as he grabbed Vergil's hand pulling him out of the office and out of the building with childlike excitement.
He smiles just a bit as Dante pulls him by his arm, allowing the man to drag him out of the building and onto his motorcycle.
He looks ahead and watches the road as Dante revs the motorcycle.
"Hang on tight" Dante chuckled as he revved the engine and took off feeling Vergil's arms wrap around his waist. a gust of wind blowing through their hair as they made their way to the cemetery.
Vergil holds onto Dante tightly, making sure he doesn't fall off. He then looks over at Dante.
“Have you received any details about the job? “He asked with a curious tone.
"Yeah , All i know is it's a huge demon dude and it's gonna take two demon hunter to take him down so i figured why not get you in on the case, we can really bust some heads" Dante yelled out over the roar of the engine and the whizz of the wind.
Vergil nods in understanding and remains on the motorcycle, looking ahead.
“I expect the demon to be a tough one if it requires two of us. I will be sure to give my best.” He said with a determination in his voice.
"You always do Vergil" Dante said as he took a sharp turn making Vergil cling to him tightly he smirked at the vice like grip from his brother as he chuckled to himself "heh cute"
Vergil seems a bit embarrassed at the compliment and grips Dante tighter.
He looks ahead to see the cemetery up ahead. “It seems we are here..”
Dante hits the breaks as it comes to a rough halt as sparks flew from the engine, he revved up the engine for show as he sighed happily "Heh, look at us.." he said with a smirk hopping off of the motorbike before offering a hand to Vergil to help him get off of it.
Vergil takes Dante’s hand and gets off the motorcycle, looking around the cemetery before speaking to you.
He asked while he looked around at the surroundings, his tone changing to something a bit more serious.
"Yeah..it feels really warm. Hell, I can feel it in the back of my throat like cinnamon burning …" Dante said softly, he swallowed softly it all felt strangely familiar.
Vergil takes in a deep breath, sensing the feeling of sin and malice in the air.
“This place reeks of demons..”
He states calmly while looking around once more.
He then turns to Dante, his blue eyes shining with determination.
“We must proceed with caution…”
"Agreed…" Dante said as they both walked slowly into the graveyard there was ash and singed grass where footprints led them to where they needed to be, the smell of brimstone in his nostrils as they walked hand in hand to their fate.
They continue walking through the cemetery, the smell of sin and brimstone growing stronger as they approach the source of the aroma. An odd feeling suddenly appears within Vergil's mind and a hint of familiarity washes along his very soul..
“This place… seems… familiar…” Vergil said thoughtfully
"Yeah..it does.." Dante said in between breaths as he sighed his eyes fixated on the fiery embers that emanated from the shadowy figure mere feet away from them.
The sight of the figure fills Vergil with a strange feeling. With each step he takes forward, his past grows brighter in his mind, his thoughts flooding with both regret and longing.
“This place… this… demon..”
He seems to whisper, as the feeling becomes more and more apparent.
The demon turned to face them, their red irises digging into their very souls, curled horns that resembled Ram's horns adorned his head as he watched the pair.
Dante stared back at the Demon holding Vergil close to his side as his eyes widened; he knew exactly who this was but didn't dare his name out of fear and anger. his blood boiled as he clenched his teeth holding back from saying anything.
Vergil's gaze locks with the demon's, his eyes filling with rage and determination. A burning hatred ignites within his veins, his eyes widening and narrowing as he fights to contain this new surge of emotions.
His teeth clench at the sight of the demon, a feeling of betrayal and regret washing upon him like a river's flood.
Dante sighed as he reached for the rebellion only to be taken from him by the Demon, the sword being summoned from his grasp. Dante growled as he yelled "Hey!".
Vergil sees Dante's Rebellion being taken away and looks at the demon with fury burning in his eyes.
He tightens his grip on his own sword, determined to avenge his brother's fallen weapon.
“Give that back.”
He barks out, his voice hard and demanding.
The Yamato is summoned and is held in the Demon's hand its then that they realise just who it is as the two swords combined in a hellfire glow of red and amber, the light almost blinding to most humans but to the Sparda twins it was just a bright light, the pair holding their arms above their heads in attempt at shielding the light.
Once the light died down the Devil sword showed itself leaving the boys in awe of the demon that stood before them.
Vergil and Dante stare at the sword, both in awe and horror as a wave of emotions wash over them. Their brother's signature blade, yet it was fused with a demon's…
Vergil mutters to himself, his mind reeling from the impossible sight. A mix of thoughts fill his head, the rage he felt before now replaced with a profound sadness within him. He is speechless, his eyes glued to the blade as he walks closer to the demon.
The Demon held the sword and tilted his head watching Vergil closely he kept him away with the tip of the sword "Stay back" he said in a gravelly tone, the way he spoke was closer to Vergil's vocabulary rather than Dante's.
The familiar Tone made Dante take a step back in shock; he couldn't believe his ears, he had heard that before plenty of times as a child, that booming voice that demanded respect and shook Dante to his very core.
"N-NO…" was all he could stammer out in awe.
Vergil stares at the demon with a mixture of shock and recognition, his eyes moving back and forth between the demon and the sword. His ears perk up as Dante seems to recognize the voice, and he glances at his brother, his emotions changing to shock, as he hears the familiar voice.
He is speechless, trying to piece the puzzle together as the emotions within him change again from shock to fear in the face of such a monster, yet a small spark of hope grows within him, like a flame being ignited within his very soul.
"Father?" Vergil asked in disbelief, reaching out to him like a lost child, the very same child that ached for him to return to protect them all. He missed him dearly but he was so..so..Angry.. he clenched his fists and growled.
"Sparda!" Dante said in unison with Vergil showing the same anger if not more anger for all the pain he had been given during his youth.
Sparda’s eyes widened at the sound of both the boys referring to him as "Father", a mix of emotions washing over him. A sense of pride, sadness and both happiness and sorrow. He seems conflicted about what he should feel, a small smile appears on his face and fades away.
He slowly nods as his eyes remain on the boys.
He finally replies with a hint of a smile, still holding the Devil sword in his hand, his voice calm and solemn, but filled with an underlying pride to have been recognized by his two only sons, he hoped his return would be a happy one, but it seemed he alot to to do in order to gain the twins’ trust back…
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