When Worlds Come Crashing Together {Devil May Cry Fanfic~} #2

Part 4

[Part 4]

Truth be told, it was hilarious to see Rainer struggle to understand that there were more people that looked like his masters. We couldn’t possibly tell him that the two guys were from a video game, though I was pretty sure Rainer had connected their name to the names of Marcy’s favorite video game characters. Still, I knew Rainer would never jump to crazy, out-of-the-world conclusions, so my butler took them as normal guests.

It surprised me when Dante didn’t misbehave at all. I had expected for him to do something crazy, or maybe attempt to escape from the mansion, but he had done none of it. In fact, he and Daniel and Marcy seemed to have a crazy obsession with playing the Devil May Cry games all over again –in which Dante got promptly disgusted when Daniel forced the guy to watch his animated self die at the hands of low-level demons.

While the kids were locked up in their room playing Devil May Cry, Vergil and I were out searching for clues. For a disguise, we had him dressing as Daniel, and forced him to take a crash-course on Daniel 101, making him learn Daniel’s walk and talk.

It was slightly disturbing to see Vergil talking and walking like Daniel, but at least he didn’t attract attention. He seemed to have a harder time coming to terms with the fact that people called him Mr. Kries, though. Be it Daniel or me, there was no one in this town that didn’t know us as ‘Mr. Kries’.

Vergil and I went back to the portal to search for evidence. The police had combed through most of the stuff, but there were still some demonic ashes and blood left on the floor. The portal had been entirely sealed, so we couldn’t force it open or anything. Besides, Vergil had explained to me that the amulets meant for nothing in this world, so he had to bring the amulets back into the Devil May Cry world before he could turn Yamato into a portal-opening sword. It was a stupid idea, but I vaguely remembered his mother telling me the same things about the amulet back in Limbo before I made it back here into this world.

By pure searching, though, Vergil had somehow managed to track a trail of demonic power that belonged to neither him nor Dante. Together, we had followed the trail like dogs, till we met a dead end. Careful investigation from Vergil revealed that a portal had been opened and closed where the trail ended, implying that this intruder had returned back either to Hell or to the Devil May Cry world.

We didn’t really find more things afterwards, but one thing became clear –that the one who was opening the portals, the one with our faces and body, and a similar sword to Yamato, was a full-fledged demon. Worse, this demon was one the likes of Vergil had never seen nor experienced before. The power was something Vergil was unfamiliar, and since the guy had spent a portion of his life in Hell, he should have known something or someone like that.

But Vergil didn’t, and that was what scared me.

Keeping our thoughts on the mysterious doppelganger aside, one week passed easily in which we locked Dante in the game room, letting him –being the narcissist he was –discover and relive exactly how ‘awesome’ he was. We did point out to him that in Devil May Cry 2, he was all serious and no joke, but he protested saying that it probably would happen in his future, where he became all stony and silent like Vergil.

On the video game, Dante loved killing his brother over and over again. You would think that their physical fight wasn’t enough for him. Dante replayed Mission 7 in Devil May Cry 3 over and over, using different combinations of swords and guns. Then, when it was clear that killing Vergil once wasn’t enough, he replayed the last mission over and over, increasing difficulty each time.

“Because hearing Vergil die is my lullaby.” He stated as he mashed the buttons on the controller, eyes alight with joy and the delight of a child who had just found his favorite game.