The unknown daughter

Chapter 28

Vergil's point of view

I sat down thinking about the possibilities of what might have happened to Alison. But there was only one thing that has the highest percentage of possibility..... demons. I whispered the word demons and Mark heard it. I apologized to Mark for strangling him with no mercy and he forgave me. I know a lot has changed with me, but all this started to develop when I met Alison.

We waited for a few hours until the doctor came out. We stood up waiting for the results. "She's stabilized. Though it was a psychological attack but her system has been extremely drained of power. She'll be unconscious for several hours but she'll be fine." They transferred her in a personal room and we waited for her to wake up. "What do you mean psychological damage?" Mark asked.

"It means she was attacked by using mind control. Using images, visions, or anything related with the mind is psychological. But we don't know who can use such a power to control one's mind. But we were able to stabilize her.... I'll be coming over every hour to monitor her blood pressure since she also lost a huge amount of blood." We nodded and when the doctor turned around, I stared at him. I saw him mumbling something. When he closed the door, I saw his eyes flash a different color.

I frowned and stood up but Mark halted me from walking any further. "What?" I asked. "She'll need you beside her." I was taken a back of what he said but regained composure afterwards. I nodded and sat on the couch. He contacted Amy and said, "as long as Allby doesn't know it's alright." I ignored it and stared at Alison. I stood and sat on the edge of the hospital bed. I sat there thinking for hours.

"Wake up, Alison. Please." I whispered only for me to hear. After a couple of seconds, Alison coughed. She repeatedly coughed but tried to hold it back. "Don't hold it back. It'll make you feel worse." Mark advised. She let it go and she sounded like she was barking like a dog. She covered her mouth and looked at it and blood flowed out of her mouth. She immediately wipes it off and looks around.

I frowned. "Alison." She closed her eyes and asked, "yeah?" I held up two fingers, "how many fingers am I holding up?" She opened her eyes and looked at my area but not directly at me, "please don't be what I think it is." I waited and she finally said, "I don't know I can't see a damn thing." She covered her eyes. "Let me see your eyes." She shook her head. I removed them instead since she had no strength.

Her eyes were red from bleeding and I saw fear and pain in her eyes. "Mark can you give us a minute?" Mark nodded and left deciding to call his girlfriend. "What happened when you were hiding?" She started to sob remembering something painful. I sat her up and she said, "can I hug you?" I hugged her and she hugged me very tight. She started crying I checked if it was blood but it was normal tears now.

"Doesn't your arm hurt?" She shook her head. I just comforted her and she calmed down after a couple of minutes. "What happened?" She sighed. "When I hid in the vents I made my way to the attic. I was just in time in closing the hatch before you could've seen me. I saw an unsealed box and checked if there was something inside. I saw the book titled "the legend of Sparda. And when I returned it I felt something hard. It was a sword. I guessed it was a replica of the forced edge you were talking about." She stopped talking and let go of the hug.

"That's it?" I asked and she shook her head slightly, "no it's not. Once I held the sword and tried swinging it around, it gave me an intense migraine. It kept going until and cried and collapsed and puked my own blood. It showed me images of people being slaughtered and the pain somehow was being transmitted to me. And when I woke up I stood up hazily and wiped my tears but once I looked at my hands and was covered in blood. My field of vision was blurred and I could barely see a thing. I walked to my room and in the process I fell off the ladder and broke my arm."

I held her hand. "Who is the demon that you saw that killed all that people?" I asked. She frowned, "the name was Mundus." I remember the name clearly. He was the one who ordered my father around. But didn't go well when my father sealed the gate to hell. But what does he want with Alison? He surely did that on purpose.

Mark came in with Amy and with other two. "Were you done?" Mark asked. I nodded and they came in. "I'm sensing other presences in the room." Alison stated. "Don't worry you'll love the company." Mark said. He then gestured the guy to speak. "Long time no see Alison." She lightened up. "Wade?! You're back! Oh my god! How was your honeymoon?" They hugged and as well with the woman.

"It was fun. We got to visit beautiful places and got to see beautiful and romantic sights." He said. "That's good to hear. Anyway when did you get back?" She asked. "Several hours ago. We passed by the mansion but you were playing hide and seek with this guy so I had a chat with Mark and Amy." He answered. Alison smiled but then it was Wade's turn to ask a question. "What about you? How's your life going?"

She thought for a while and lied down then closed her eyes since she couldn't see anything, so what was the point of opening her eyes? "Well its complicated and a bit confusing." He smirked. "What about your love life?" Alison groaned. "The same as ever." He bobbed his head doubting her statement. "You should get some rest now." I said. "Sorry to cut the fun but you need to regain your strength." I pulled the covers over her and she nodded.

"Thanks for visiting guys. Wade, please settle down for a while. Don't go rushing to work right after your honeymoon." He saluted, "ma'am yes ma'am" he chuckled and they left with Mark and Amy. I was the only one left with Alison. "Vergil." I walked over to her side and said, "yeah? Do you need anything?"

She tried to hold my hand so I gave it to her. "Thank you." And she went unconscious again. I sighed and looked at our intertwined hands and kissed hers. "No problem. Anytime at all." I said and kissed her forehead which made her smile in her sleep.

I thought deep of what I feel for Alison. Is she just a friend? Is she just a girl that came into my life that so happens to change me a lot? Is she just another fan of me from school? Is she just a person that demons are after? I kept thinking of what I really felt. I thought of the stuff we've been through in the campus and how we first met.

Flashback

I was walking down the hall until I saw a woman wearing military green pants and black converse with a plain white shirt. Her face and upper structure was still being covered by the door locker. Her locker was beside mine so I opened mine. This caught her attention and she looked at me. She examined me as I examined her from head to toe. I felt my demonic side getting a bit getting out of control. I closed my locker and left. It was the first time my demonic side has acted this way. I walked to class and the teacher introduced her as Alison Grey. She smiled and greeted us as well. Mikaela made friends with her and I just continued to read my book.

I followed her when we had our PE class, even if I can just jump but that will blow my cover. She slipped but I caught her and the same happened to me. Though she didn't pull me up she swung me. I reached the edge and climbed onto it. In return I helped her. I pulled her up and was about to stand but slipped and ended up falling with her on top of me. She blushed and I slightly felt heat rush to my head. I felt her breasts against my chest, and there I could tell, they were soft and she was still a virgin.

How do I know that? Dante.

When we finished I sat her down near the nurse and hanged my coat on her shoulders to keep her warm. I reported to our instructor and she was brought to the infirmary.

End of flashback

I kept thinking and remembered myself helping Alison without knowing at all. "I don't know what I feel." But then again I heard Mika's voice echo in my mind "Alison is your weakness." I frustration started to grow and I sat on the couch, "Is she? Is she really my weakness? If she is why?" I thought deeply and sighed deep into my heart. And I have an answer. It was a feeling that grew and I didn't even see it. But it's too late to get rid of it and I confirmed that

"I love her."