Devil in My Mind

A Grim Testimony

After all these years of wanting to best him, some random mercenary shows up and undoes Dante in a matter of minutes?! Am I remembering it correctly? Or have I thought about it so much, that it's stopped making sense?

We were battling, killing demons and bantering. Conversation carrying over into days, months, the bond growing stronger and stronger. A closeness from so long ago, revived.

The competition between who can slay better, faster, cooler, had become a playful, ceaseless endeavor. And I'd come to enjoy it.

But it all came crashing down when those lesser devils stampeded away, only to be replaced by an army of androids. One of which, I didn't realize, had flesh, until it was too late. We didn't know it yet, but our blissful sparring was about to go from a game to a nightmare.

That day in the Underworld, it keeps playing over and over again in my head. It's like watching a movie on repeat and I'm watching from a distance, from someone else's point of view. Because if I get too close, it's too much. But, here's what I think happened...

"These guys friends of yours?" Dante joked, trashing several robots at a time.

"Shut up, Dante, and destroy them!" I teased, abolishing three at once.

"You don't see me trying?" he shot back.

The brigade grew larger, circling me, closing in.

"Who sent these inferior beings?"

SWOOSH.

"The hell?! Vergil, one of these bastards summoned my sword right out of my hand!"

"So get it back!"

Suddenly I heard Dante cry out in agony. I Sin Devil Triggered, ascended and glared downward to see my brother collapse, with one of the androids standing beside his fallen body, proudly holding his stolen Devil Sword.

Shocked, I speedily descended to battle what appeared to be, the only authentic being. But my enemy swung a series of paralyzing, sickly green rays in my direction, using my brother's blade. They collided into me so aggressively that they knocked me right out of my Sin Devil Trigger. I fell and landed beside my twin.

Weakened, I reached for him, "Dante..."

"Vergil, your inferior, mercenary-brother is dead. Devil Sword Deathstroke! This blade belongs to me now!" He said, stepping on my hand. Lifting my chin with the tip of Dante's blade, he gave me a look of disgust, as though he was so superior, that he might as well be squashing a couple of bugs.

"It's all over."

"No..." I said but then he batted me in the face with the sword. Consciousness left me.

"Brother..."

What, what do I do? Is this real? Where, where am I right now? Is this a dream? I've battled Dante for years and I couldn't do this much damage. So, so how did that happen so fast? What the HELL HAPPENED? Who does this Deathstroke think he is?! He can't do that, that's not allowed!

I came to, face to face with an especially hideous beast hovering over me. With haste and precision, I grabbed my blade and cut it in half, dousing myself in blood and opening a portal in the process. I sat up, looked around, Dante was gone. Had this monster consumed him? Many more then surrounded me. So I sprung into the portal. And I've stayed in Limbo ever since.

I know I'll need to return to the Underworld to make sense of it all. Is Dante still out there? I miss him. I miss him and it's all that fucking Deathstroke's fault!

I'm going to make him pay. I'm going to make him suffer for taking my brother away from me.