Mundus' s office was cold.
Even through my longsleeved shirt the chill lanced my skin, leaving goosebumps as if they were welts. I shivered, half out of fear, half from the cold.
I walked with my head held high as I made my way to his room were he awaited my arrival. I was gonna make the bastard pay...
"Ah... I knew you would show. And you are alone? Good girl."
I spun to face him but he wasn't there. As if he disappeared. His voice sounded from behind me, and I faced him, fangs bared
"Let Dante go now."
Mundus chuckled, "It isn't that easy."
"You bastard! Let him go!"
"Hush now. No need for shouting." His smirk unsettled me deeply.
"I will yell if I want to." I walked up to him, poking my finger roughly against his chest, "You're the one who started this mess. You're the one who killed Jasmine. You're the one who put Vergil and Dante through hell. They didn't live an easy life because of you! It's not fair!"
"Life isn't fair. And I'd advise you not to touch me in such a manner "
I smirked, "What, are you gonna beat me? It's not like you haven't before."
The scowl that covered his face told me I had gone too far. But I didn't care. It felt good to release my anger. It had been a burden to carry around.
"I suggest you shut your mouth."
"Ooo... so scary. Im shaking in my boots."
He grit his teeth, "I'm warning you!"
I smiled wickedly and spread my hands, "Bring. It. On."
He plowed into me, bowling me over backwards. I had to admit, it wasn't what I was expecting. I was expecting for him to release and outburst of energy at me. Actually I was hoping he would. It would have weakened him.
I struggled beneath him as he pinned me to the ground with his weight.
"You will die slowly, half-breed!"
I shoved at him as he prepared to rip my heart out. He can't win...
Mundus readied his claws, instead latching them around my throat. The pressure began to build, and I did everything in my power to stop him. My claws gouged at his face, eyes, throat. It didn't seem to have any affect.
My lungs cried out for air, my body's survial instincts kicked in, but I couldn't do anything. I had to face it...
I was gonna die.
"Get your fucking hands off of my sister-in-law!!"
A chair smashed into Mundus' s back, shattering and ripping him from me. Dante stood there holding two legs that had broken from the chair. He was in rough shape, beaten and bruised.
"Dante, what are you doing?!"
"I'm busting you ou-"
There was a gun shot, and Dante was plowed over backwards, blood shooting from his chest. He landed on the floor, coughing blood. Mundus smirked, tossing Dante's gun to the side.
"DANTE!!"
I was at his side in seconds, grabbing his shoulder. He coughed, and blood poured from his mouth. An artery had been severed...
Mundus walked up to me, "Do you wanna save him?"
I nodded, tears streaming down my face.
"I will save him for you if you do one thing for me."
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Immortals (Devil may Cry)
FanfictionVergil Sparda. A Nephilim. Half angel, half demon. And the only reason I exist. He has a brother named Dante, Nephilim like his himself. They have banded together to fight Mundus, the demon king... Again. Will they defeat him this time, or will they...