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

Son Of Dante [6]

Damien wiped the blood off his forehead and rolled his shoulders, it’d been so long since he’d gone hunting - his shoulders were killing him. He put Yamato back in it’s sheath and looked over at Vander, his mirror image was bouncing on his toes waiting for Damien to get ready to leave.

“Jeez Big Brother, you move like an old man. I killed at least 28 by the time you finished of the 10 surrounding you.”

“You’re over exaggerating. I was keeping up just fine, you’re just too competitive.”

“Ash and I have this thing going. Whoever kills the least has to do the house work.”

“Who’s winning that?”

“It’s tied at the moment. He could kill all of them in one go but that’s cheating. That’s elementals for ya’.”

“I think Ash could blow up the universe if he honestly wanted to. I see how you became so fiery.”

“I’ve always been fiery. You moved away.”

Damien shrugged, massaging his neck.

“So...Sylvia-”

“Shut it.”

“She likes you.”

“Shut it.”

“You like her?”

“Fuck off.”

“Ouch. Temper, temper Brother of mine.”

“Quit talking about it then.”

“It’s okay to have a crush on someone.”

“Not if you’re intending to use them.”

“Shut up, both of you.”

Damien turned on his heels and walked towards the car, dragging his feet through the dirt and ichor. He heard Vander trailing behind him, he could hear the annoyance in his brother’s walk.

“You must not cloud your intentions with lust and wanting. Keep your sights straight.”

“I will, when you shut up.” Damien muttered.

“You talk to Yamato a lot, you two must have a close bond.” Vander observed as Damien slumped into the back seat of the car.

“Close bond? Talking to it is the only way to shut it up. I hate hearing it’s voice.”

“I am in no position of enjoyment either.”

“We hate each other.” Damien said as Vander started the car.

“Doesn’t sound like it to me. But when have you ever listened to my point of view?”

“I do.”

“Not anymore.”

Damien remembered what Sylvia said to him.

“Maybe. Just remember Damien; I know you’re not cold and heartless. You’re a loving big brother who just wants to protect everyone. It’s not your job.”

“You don’t know anything about me.”

“I know enough.”

Damien bit his bottom lip and tried to push Sylvia out of his mind. Yamato was right, he had to stay focused. All he had to do was continue with his plan. He knew he had to hurry up before anyone caught wind of what he was doing, so he would have to start his operation within the next few days.

“The old man called me this morning.” Vander said, snatching Damien out of his imaginings.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. He asked about you.”

“Did he forget who I was?”

“He misses you. Go see him.”

“Hmm...no.”

“Why not?”

“Because. He’ll probably kill me for not seeing him sooner. Have you forgotten that I haven’t gotten the Sparda magic yet?”

“He won’t kill you. Break your legs, maybe. Punch you, definitely. Kill you, doubt it.”

“Thanks for the faith Vand.”

“No problem.”

The rest of the car ride was silent, but Damien’s mind wasn’t. He mapped out his plans and how he was going to do them. Nothing was going to get in his way.

Or so he though.