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...
Vergil calmly stepped out of the bathroom. He looked over to his shoulder. Spotting my sleeping figure curled up into the corner.
He tried to ignore my presence. He was nice enough to not disturb someone while resting.
He pulled out a match and used it to light a candle. The fresh-smelling candle's scent wafted around the room.
After a few moments of burning that candle, Vergil blew it out and slumped down on his bed. His eyes glowed a tiny bit of icy blue. He cringed a bit at the pain of his wounds.
( Two days later)
Vergil didn't do much the past two days. No, he took the time to heal up and get strong again. I took small trips to Dante just to say hi. We would have some coffee in the morning before he went out to do some mission jobs for money. Currently, he was lucky to have the power to run his home.
"Hey, ____. Vergil and I were planning to do some training in his backyard. Would you like to join us? I think it's best if you do." Dante offered.
"Yeah sure, but are you sure Vergil wants to? I mean the guy was literally quietly walking around the house with no sound. Like he doesn't want to be seen. He isn't like his usual self."
"Hah, I'm sure my brother wouldn't pass up training that easy."
"Oookay..I guess I can."
"Great, let's go there then."
(Vergil's Home)
"Hey, Vergil! I'm back." Dante shouts at the doorway.
A ghostly quiet VErgil poked his head out from behind the wall. He breathed in.
"Aha..there you are."
"Dante...what do you want?" Vergil's eyes moved to me who stood next to his brother. I haven't seen much of Vergil for two days.
"I thought some training would be good, are your wounds healed?"
"...yes, they are fine." Replied the icy blue devil man.
"Excellent! We start immediately."
"Very well then, let's spar." A wide creepy grin spreads across Vergil's face.
Dante looked at his brother's tune return. I felt a chill hit me. I fear Vergil's power more than Dante's for some reason.
"That's right, I said let's fight."
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"Okay kid, let's go." Dante teased. Dante grabbed my shirt and dragged me after him
"Hey, do not call ____ a child." Vergil stared daggers.
Dante was personally trying to rile up his brother, to see if he was still capable of fighting.
"Come on Vergil, fight me." Dante and his brother faced off. The wind began to pick up around us.
