Fate ch19 (DMC classic) Reader/Vergil

Fate
Chapter 19: Hell to Pay

“The man who is angered by nothing cares about nothing.” –Edward Abbey


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Yamato gripped tightly in his hand, Vergil silently leaves the house and walks with a quick pace down the dark nighttime city streets. He’s fully aware that the uninvited guest is still in the house, but Vergil allows it knowing the man will not harm you. After all, if ‘he’ didn’t show up like he did then Vergil would never have discovered you have such a vicious poison in your veins. He also told Vergil that a group of werewolves had taken you in the middle of the night and want revenge against you for the death of that child. Vergil now knows of the deal they offered you; that they told you they would give you the antidote and save you from your fate tainted by the poison in exchange for betraying him and luring him to a specific location.

However, what eludes Vergil is why you did not. He can easily cut down a pack of stray dogs and you wouldn’t have suffered from the poison as you have. So why did you not tell him? Why did you not ask him to help you sooner? Your only hope now is if Vergil can locate and obtain the antidote and return to you before you grow too weak to continue on in life.

In the distance Vergil spots thick, dark clouds moving in. A storm is approaching, one that will no doubt mirror the rage hidden inside him. That is the one emotion filling Vergil right now, rage. He’s enraged that a lowly dog managed to sneak into his house, his domain. Not only did he sneak in, but he took you right off of Vergil’s couch then proceeded to threaten and poison you while you were ill and then return you like it was child’s play. And to top it all off, you didn’t even tell him what had occurred nor did you ask for his assistance until you were barely clinging to life. You weren’t even the one to tell him of your kidnapping! No, he had to find out from his foolish brother who was mistaken for Vergil by one of the dogs. You’re just lucky Dante had decided to track Vergil down and pass on what he got the dog to bark. Vergil clenches his teeth and his pace quickens eager to show those worthless mutts why you do not mess with a son of Sparda.


The sound of the bedroom door opening enters your ears, followed by the same unfamiliar footsteps. You know them to belong to the unknown man that was speaking with Vergil earlier. If the unknown man is still in the house then he is no threat. Vergil wouldn’t go through the trouble of helping you if this man was just going to kill you. If he was even a small threat then Vergil would have disposed of him already. The footsteps come to a stop next to the bed before silence once again silence fills the room. You can feel eyes on you as you lay motionless on the bed, unable to move.

“I don’t get you.” The man finally speaks, breaking the long silence. “Last time we met you said that you chose to hang around V. I don’t know what’s more surprising. Someone willingly wanting to be around him, or Verg letting ya.”

This man….could he be…?

“And now Verg goes off to avenge you. What’d you do to him? Drug him or something? Threaten him with an embarrassing photo?”

A weak laugh manages to escape your throat and you force your eyes to open to reveal Dante standing before you. Last time you met Dante, Vergil’s twin, he had saved you by killing Alice. You want to ask him so many things, but all you can manage is to gaze at him weakly. Why did he come here anyways? To warn Vergil about your situation?

Dante plops down on the edge of the bed, letting a sigh leave him before he turns his gaze back to you. “You’re one strange babe.”

You manage to smile weakly at Dante. The sound of raindrops hitting the roof is the only sound for the longest time. They start off quiet, but the rain turns into a harsh downpour. Your thoughts focus on the man that’s saved your life to many times to count. Right now Vergil is somewhere out in this storm and he’s out there for you. You know that you’ve stayed with Vergil this long because you want to. You’ve come to accept that simple truth. However, you are still curious as to why Vergil allows you to stay. Why would a person that’s as ruthless and coldhearted as him, a person that’s supposed to be the son of a devil, fight for your life as he is now? Why not let you die? The question didn’t bother you that much until now.

As the rain harshly hits him Vergil’s pace quickens. Despite the new information Dante had provided, the location where you were to meet the wolf pack should you have betrayed him is still unknown to him. Vergil makes a mental list of all the possible places the pack could be lying in wait. One by one he rules them out. Vergil’s boots come to an immediate halt as he freezes in place. Of course. They have to be there. It makes the most sense given the circumstances. Without a moment’s hesitation Vergil sharply turns right and down an alleyway.

Vergil’s face is unreadable as he walks into the fenced in parking lot; the same parking lot where that child was killed. Coming to a halt in the dead center of the lot, Vergil doesn’t so much as shift his weight when the werewolf pack emerges from the dark shadows; all but one in beast form.

“I must say, I am surprised to see you without your human friend.” Kodlak, the only one not in beast form speaks. “Don’t tell me she couldn’t make it. Too bad. However she didn’t fail completely it seems. Even in death she still guided you here to us, Vergil, son of Sparda.”

Vergil says nothing as he glares dangerously into Kodlak’s silver eyes. Placing a firm hand on Yamato’s handle, the blue devil unsheathes his sword. Appearing as little more than a blue flash, Vergil strikes the mutt closest to his right; moving so fast that one would think he teleported. With a single powerful slash, Vergil beheads the beast before his eyes catch movement next to him. He turns just in time to see one of the other werewolves raise a strong claw high into the air, about to bring it down upon the devil.

Before the beast can land its powerful attack on him, Vergil smashed the hilt of Yamato into the dog’s stomach causing it to step back as the air is knocked from its lungs. Yamato’s blade cuts deep into the werewolf’s flesh twice drawing profuse amounts of blood from the creature before it falls to into the dirt lifeless. Two werewolves on either side of Vergil lunge towards him in a rage only fueled by their fallen comrades. However, the rage inside them is no match for the fury of Vergil’s devil. Using his sheath to stun one of the beasts, Vergil wields Yamato and easily cuts down the second. Gracefully spinning on his feet, Vergil easily slices Yamato though the first dog’s torso cutting onto vital organs and tissues before the creature can even think to dodge.

As the fourth werewolf falls before him, Vergil sheaths his sword and steps towards Kodlak who hasn’t moved from his spot at the far end of the parking lot. As he draws closer and closer to his prey Vergil’s deadly eyes bare into Kodlak’s like a lion would to a rabbit before eating it. Sensing sudden movement behind him, Vergil twists around just in time to draw Yamato to block a powerful clawed hand. If he had been even half a second later in responding he’d be dead. The werewolf surprises Vergil by grabbing the blade of his sword with its free hand. Vergil tries to pull Yamato free from the creatures grasp however, despite the blade cutting into its hand and the large amount of blood gushing from it, the mutt doesn’t loosen its grip. Instead the creature seemingly laughs at the blue devil when Vergil tries to step forward to push the beast back.

“What are you laughing at?” Vergil’s voice is as cold as death itself. Not a second later the werewolf releases a surprised cry of agony as multiple of Vergil’s blue magic spiral swords dig into the creatures back. The dog bits back its pain and as it turns its attention back to Vergil the last thing it sees is the end of Yamato’s sheath before it’s jammed though its eye socket and pierces the mutt’s brain killing it. The pack now dead, Vergil once again sheaths Yamato as he continues his approach onto Kodlak.

Kodlak draws a sword from his side and rushes at Vergil. The son of Sparda reacts instantly drawing Yamato from its sheath in a flash. The sound of metal hitting metal rings out throughout the parking lot as Vergil and Kodlak meet one another’s attack strike for strike in a fury.

“Why go through all of this trouble to avenge one simple human girl?” Kodlak speaks as he continues his relentless attacks on Vergil. “Don’t tell me that the elder son of Sparda has gone soft. Then again it shouldn’t be that surprising. After all, like father like son.”

Kodlak’s words only fuel the hell fire rage growing deep within Vergil. With every clash of their swords, with every second that passes the blue devils pure, barely controlled anger grows. Thoughts of you lying dead on his bed flash though Vergil’s mind like a storm.

“That girl was fated to die.” With Kodlak’s words something snaps deep inside Vergil. Like a dam suddenly releasing all the anger and hatred that has been growing inside him since his wolf hunt began. Fated to die? No. Your fate is your own to choose and you chose to live. You asked Vergil to save you and that’s what he’s going to do. The moment those words passed your lips you decided your fate. Vergil will not allow you to die.

Kodlak steps back surprised when power suddenly courses though Vergil’s veins. A blue flash of light consumes him as his body is morphed. His skin turns black and like his clothing becomes leathery. His eyes glow brightly blue. Yamato’s sheath attaches itself to his arm, freeing his other hand.

Kodlak looks upon Vergil’s new form in shock and fear knowing that he will not walk out of this lot alive. “How could a mire human girl awaken the devil in you?” Vergil moves, so much faster than before, lunging at the elder werewolf. Vergil’s black, clawed devil hand easily rips though Kodlak’s chest like a knife would butter. With an animalistic growl, Vergil tares the old man’s heart and connecting veins and tissue from his chest.

Kodlak’s body falls to the ground as Vergil’s devil form recedes. Breathing heavily, Vergil collapses to a knee, overwhelmed by the new power that flows within him. Vergil’s attention is drawn to Kodlak’s corpse. After checking various pockets, Vergil discovers a small vile of liquid in a pocket on Kodlak’s coat. Grasping Yamato in one hand and the antidote in the other, Vergil wastes no time and starts back to the house hoping that he won’t arrive only to find you dead.