Vergil's OneShots (DMC Fanfiction)

Competition Of The Angels

A/N: Warning: this is going to be a pretty long chapter. I was considering splitting it up into two parts, but... nah.

[Competition Of The Angels]

Two angels flew down from the heavens separately to a cosy house a good distance away from town, a little surprised to find each other floating above the house where a woman was currently giving birth.

"Daewon." The first angel greeted the second who had come a few minutes later than the first. "Please do not tell me you are assigned to a new ward here."

"What kind of a greeting is that?" Daewon grinned as he settled himself waiting, rearranging the leather jacket around his shoulders. Beneath the jacket was a tight-fitting V-neck paired with equally stylish ripped jeans and sneakers. The only thing that appeared out of picture was the fact that a pair of body-length white wings was splayed out magnificently behind his back. "I'll say the same for you, Vicente, but I'll be lying. We'll be together again, buddy. Isn't it great that we'll be working together again?"

"Not for long." Vicente, the first angel, answered with his arms crossed. "You are the angel with the highest turnover rate. I doubt your ward will live for too long."

"Hey! It's not my fault Lady Drina always assigns me the guys with bad prospects! I can't do anything if they are psychotic and suicidal right from the start." Daewon protested but both of them knew better. It was a fact that Daewon, also better called the Useless Angel, was now assigned to wards of difficult family and financial endowment with not much of a prospect for a long life. It was a situation that many angels feared to be in; to be almost permanently switching wards within a few years.

"An angel's effort can change his ward in ways unimaginable." Vicente answered simply. "Don't bother putting your blame on Lady Drina, because your argument will never hold."

"You're still as cold and rigid as the last time we met." Daewon scrunched up his nose. "Aren't you happy that you're assigned to a ward whose little brother's angel is someone you know and have worked with?"

"I'll be happy if the angel in question wasn't you. I should have understood Lady Drina's apologetic expression before I came. She must have known that I would have the misfortune to have to work with you once again. Let me remind you once more that if your ward has suicidal tendencies, do not allow him to attack his brother, because I will retaliate." Vicente answered harshly in the face of the ageless angel who was behaving like a child.

"Are you still hung up over that last time? It's really not my fault that Damarion crashed the car. I honestly didn't know he was drunk at that time. He looked happier than he had in ages, so I figured it was okay if I let him to his fun." Daewon raised both his hands up in a slightly-insincere apology –not that Vicente had the bother to care about apology.

"Your neglect created my youngest death. Victor died at the age of 25, and the worst thing was that Damarion walked out of that accident alive. If it wasn't illegal to cause the harm of another angel's ward, I would have killed Damarion right there and then." Vicente answered with a bite in his tone, not bothering when Daewon winced.

"Hey, at least you watched over him until he was 25." Daewon whined. "For me, to watch a guy live up to 25 is already a cause of celebration. They always die early –those idiots."

"That's because they have the Useless Angel watching over them. If their angel is an idiot, then it goes to say how much trouble they will meet throughout their lives." Vicente snapped back. Talking to Daewon –actually, just meeting the angel –made Vicente remember the incident that happened the last time the two of them were assigned to wards who were siblings.