Son Of Dante [Sequal to Dante's Demise] [HIATUS]

Son Of Dante [2]

Damien woke with a start, the same dream echoed through his mind. His mother’s screams, his father’s tears, and the black smudge and deep voice that chilled him to the bone. Damien looked around the room, he quickly remembered that he was at Vander’s and that Yamato was left in the living room. He got up and slipped into the living room/kitchen area, the sword was next to the couch as he had left it – it was glowing like it normally did when he awoke in the night.

“You come to me for guidance, this for sure a once only experience”

“You’re too smug for my liking” Damien sighed, sitting on the floor next to the blade and running a hand through his long hair “How does a demon come to contract a lower demon?”

“If you think you can enter the underworld in a lower demon portal, you must be insane. Lucifer can see through all of those portals, he will see you arrive”

“Fine, tell me how I can get to the underworld without being detected” Damien replied.

“I cannot do that. You must do this on your own, it is your choice”

“You’re such a useless scrap of metal” Damien groaned, he would have been yelling but he couldn’t since the other two residents of the flat were asleep.

“But I will tell you this, you can only enter from the inside”

“You’re only giving me this hint cause I called you useless” Damien teased.

“I am the blade of the great Sparda, the greatest demon warrior to have ever lived. I do not give help when teased by a child”

“You keep telling yourself that” Damien replied “But if Lucifer can monitor portals, how do I-“

“Big Brother?” A voice asked in the darkness, Damien looked over at the hallway to see a pair of identical red eyes piercing through the darkness.

“What’re you doing up Vand?” Damien asked.

“I’m 18, I can do what I want” Vander replied “I woke up cause I thought I could hear something, who’re you talking to?”

“Yamato” Damien replied, panic began to rise in his blood “How much did you hear?”

“I dunno” Vander mumbled rubbing his eyes “You should go back to bed, you looked exhausted earlier”

“Sure” Damien replied, watching Vander walk back to his room. Damien sighed, a sleepy Vander is a forgetful Vander. Whatever he heard, more likely then not he’ll forget by the time he wakes up.

“I will tell you no more than this, you’re going to meet someone who can help you in your ambitions”

“That’s nice to know, but I don’t want anyone to be dragged down to hell with me. I’ve accepted this” Damien replied, standing up “I’m the only one who can, and will do this”