Our Little Angel(UNEXPECTED FUTURE CONTINUATION)

Revenge

Btw in case anyone was wondering. This isn't incest (not like I don't like incest ;)) Nero isn't related to them in this. I consider this an AU of sorts but still set in the same timeline as the original storyline for the games.
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What are you going to do... kill me? Kill my daughter?" He blankly stared at me, Yamato clutched in his hand. He inched closer with his blade pointed at my protruding stomach. My eyes grew wide in fear. "No.. No.. you wouldn't..."

Within an instant, the blade entered my stomach and I looked down, blood slowly oozed down to the hilt of the blade. He cackled as everything faded to black.

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"NO!!!" I scream as I jump upright in the bed. I touch my bulging stomach and shakily sigh in relief. God, that felt so real...

Dante turns over and looks up at me with concern. "Mm.. what happened?" He says, voice still scratchy from the sex we had last night.

"I-It's nothing...I'm fine, Dante."

Dante hums low in his throat and turns back over to sleep. It is like 4 in the morning.

I carefully pull the blankets off of me and inch my way out of the room and into the bathroom to piss.

I splash some cold water on my face and sigh in bliss. I surely hope he never returns...

I leave the bathroom and go to Angel's room to see her sleeping peacefully. I tiptoe in and clean up her mess from yesterday. I glance over at her to see her staring at me.

"You're up early, sweety." She sits up and rubs her eyes. "Momma? Is uncle gonna come to kill us?" I freeze and turn to her in horror. "W-what was that, sweetheart?" I stammer and she just stares at me in genuine curiosity.

I cough and walk over to her bed and sit next to her. "Well, if I'm being honest, he might eventually. But don't worry, I will make sure that he never, ever touches a pretty hair on that head of yours, okay?" I pat her head, and she giggles. "Alright, momma."

All I can do is hope...

A few hours later, Dante and Angel come down to eat the breakfast I made. "You know, you could've just ordered a pizza." Dante yawns while scratching the back of his head as he walks into the kitchen with Angel, who's still in her PJs. I wipe the grease off my hands, and glare at him.

"Yes, I could have, but that takes longer and you never pay. I always end up getting fussed at. I've already paid your tab, don't fuck it up now, old man." He holds up his hands defensively and sits down at the table where I laid out a fashion mag for him to... gawk at as usual and a coloring book for Angel.

Angel walks over to me and tiptoes to take a look at what I've made. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, and toast. The perfect breakfast. "Looks yummy, momma." I chuckle as she runs to the table and sits down next to Dante. I grab 2 plates and fill them high and walk over to both of them, handing them their plates. Before Angel devours her plate, I hand her a napkin.

I look at Dante, who's still staring at the contents of the magazine. I roll my eyes and grab a plate and sit across the table from both of them. "So, are you going to eat or sit there all day with that magazine up your ass?" I snap as I shovel a bite-full of eggs into my mouth. He looks up at me puzzled. "What's got you so grumpy this morning, kid?"

"Pregnancy that's what. You're the one who caused this. Now eat." He finally puts down the magazine and begins to eat. I sigh contently as we finish our meal in silence, which I appreciate. I'm not in the mood for talking.

After we all finish, I clear the table and clean up the mess Angel made on the table with her crayons. Dante goes into the office and sits down in his chair while Angel follows after. She jumps in his lap and turns on the T.V.