Vergil's OneShots (DMC Fanfiction)

As He Disappears

A/N: Not exactly a Vergil Oneshot per se since we're looking at things from Dante's point of view, but here goes. Do note that I changed the ending of DMC3 very slightly here. 

Pic Credits: User Mohanad05 on Zerochan.net

[As He Disappears]

You walk away when I walk closer to you.

That is forever the sentence that best describes our situation. When we were young, Mother said we crawled in different directions. When Red Baby crawled towards him, Blue Baby crawled away and towards their father.

When we grew up and learnt to be brothers, it was always me chasing after you playing catch. The very rare times that you turned out to be 'it'; you simply gave up chasing after me after a short while because you hated being the chaser. You loved being chased, and I guess I grew up learning how to chase you with all my might. I chased you through our childhood, and I guess this taught me how to pick myself up whenever I fell down, to stop the tears of hurt and continue running even as the blood runs down my hands and leg, because you are not going to stop for me.

You have never stopped for me.

You have never stopped for anyone in your life. You have always been like this; singular in your goals. Father said it was a trait that was both good and bad. It was good, because you were focused.

It was bad because you were obsessed.

But being the young children that we were, we didn't really bother. It didn't matter to us if Blue Baby was focused, or if Red Baby didn't give a damn shit about anything. Purple Man and Mummy Angel loved us one way or another.

But it was that love that made you walk away in the end as well. Or maybe it was because someone took you away.

The night it happened, I was scared. Father was missing, and we were scared. We hugged each other on the bed, asking each other if something was happening, and if Father was alright. Neither of us could answer, and maybe knowing that you were scared also gave me a strange sense of security. Because you were on the same boat with me.

The thunders boomed around us, and we shivered together. You didn't bother pretending to not be scared the usual way you always did because I was your brother. Even if you pretended, I knew better. But then, there was one flash of lightning, and the most blood-curling scream that I had ever heard in my entire life came.

Our Mother screamed.

It was chaos, and I cried and screamed. I held on tight to my sword, swinging around wildly. Father had previously taught us how to kill demons. But we have both never fought a real demon in our entire lives before.

We were terrified, but we fought. It was the last time I ever saw you as the Vergil I knew and recognised.

I blacked out, brother. That is the biggest regret of my life. I blacked out.