One night in the crimson moonlight, I found myself waking up on the street bruised all to hell. I had no idea why I was here. Where would I go? I had no choice but to fight for my life to survive. Is anyone there, someone to help me?
Mostly V/ Verg...
Feeling something heavy on my shoulder, my mind comes back from the dream world. 'What is that?' I questioned an odd feeling like something was really close to me. I cranked my head just a tiny bit, spotting Vergil's arm slumped over top of my shoulder. At first, I thought I was just dreaming, that my mind hasn't woken up yet.
After blinking for a few seconds. I noticed I was not. 'Uhh.....wow...I'm just gonna goo...' I literally didn't know what to make of this. Carefully I threw off Vergil's arm. Grabbing my few tiny things, I speed-walked out quietly as my heart raced, hopping the passed-out cold Vergil wouldn't notice.
I didn't want to deal with his attitude, let alone what would happen if he woke up, and was still here. after slipping awake from my sleep. I lay there shocked, finding out it was Vergil.
This was not like him. I try to shake it off me. Making his arm slip off me while he sleeps there. Very quietly I slip out of the room, and speed walks back into my room.
I locked it from the inside. Making myself feel a bit better, while my rapid heartbeat slows down. Feeling utterly confused. I try to calm down and get ready for the day. Totally forgetting the whole reason why I stayed there in Vergil's room overnight. It was because of those damn demons they hissed at us, mostly me because they just love a good human soal to destroy.
(Vergil's POV)
I slowly woke up to a feeling of something being absent. It took me a moment to process what was missing. Then it hit me, like a sharp dagger. She was gone, she had left without a word or even a sound. "...what is wrong with me. Normally I would notice if something moved nearby."
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Letting out a sigh, Vergil got up, her human scent still lingered in the room. Knowing she couldn't have gotten too far. She probably fled from his once again. "Ha... training it is then."
I shuffled with high speed into the bathroom and began my routine. Training, training, and more training. It Rang inside my head. I had to make sure she had absolute full training before my brother was to take her away from me. "Heh...she's gonna be putting up a fight though...probably. Troublesome women." He washed his soft fluffy hair in the shower.
(Back To Reader/My POV)
I was sitting on my bed, still processing what I would do today. I knew any moment Vergil would notice I fled from him. He would come after me with some ridiculous reason, telling me I was foolish.
There was a sudden knock at the door. Thankfully it was locked. "____ you in here?" A stern voice answered. "What no hello? or morning. GO away." I slightly warned. I could hear Vergil sigh at the strong words he was getting thrown at his face. "Look, we need to train." He raised his voice a bit.
"I don't care, leave me alone." I mumbled.
'UGH seriously?!' He sighed to himself. He tried to open the door, but it was locked. I could hear him fidgeting with the doorknob. "Let me in___. His voice was sharp.
