Devil May Cry: Witch of Fortuna

7. Unexpected Incident

Nero laid on the van's couch, looking at his right hand. In the past, he used to have a demonic arm. Nero was ashamed of it and concealed the monstrosity from others. However, he eventually used the power to protect his beloved. He remembered the feeling of powerlessness after losing his special arm. However, in exchange, he triggered a new devil form. Nero grew a new hand and gained two more with his spectral wing. Nico used that opportunity to drop a lizard joke.

The young man was bored at the back of the van. He glanced at his gift and read it at the back of the van. Nero was grateful for the translation notes on every page. Without it, Nero cannot read the book. It was written in an unknown language.

Magic is a complicated matter. A person with special and strong lineage most likely develop it. Sometimes magic can skip and appears in the next generation. There is also a rare case where a common person able to craft it.

"Huh, interesting."

A lot of factors affect magic. Every individual has different compatibility with the type of magic. There are healing, time control, element, space, etc. Depends on the type, magic may be easy or difficult to learn. It is necessary to visualize the power, focus and say the correct spelling.

Nero continued reading. He loved Red Queen and Blue Rose but magic sounded cool. He glanced at another book series. It had a list of spells. Nero decided to try one of them. The worse thing to happen probably embarrassment from failing or even trying.

"There is no way this could-"

A fire appeared on his hand.

"WHAT."

Nico heard his panic. She checked on him, "You're okay back there?"

He wagged his hand, trying to get rid of the fire. "Ye-yeah, I'm okay!"

She returned to driving. "Suit yourself."

Nero slummed down back to the seat. The quarter demon looked at his right hand, wondering if this was normal. Nero then remembered his family and their ability. They could turn into a freaking demon. Able to do magic supposed to be his least concern.

The van stopped abruptly, nearly throwing Nero to the floor. They arrived at a big house. It was not too lavish nor huge compared to Mrs Charel's house. The house was surrounded by a tall brick wall and a white gate.

Nico stared back at the passenger. "This is it! The first destination."

Nero stepped out from the van. He looked around at the new area. "Nice place. They don't have any neighbourhood."

"Must be crazy rich folks."

Nico waited outside with her van as usual. He was happy because he did not need permission to broke into the house. That place was unattended and neglected. The water in the fountain was full of mould, dead tree leaves covered the walking path, flowers wilted from lack of care, wild grass grew out of control and vines pervaded on the wall. Nero noticed a dark red smudge and inspected the stain.

It was blood.

Nero knew intruding from the front door was a bad idea anyway.

The illegal way it is.

Nero sneaked to the backyard and discovered an open kitchen window. He took the opportunity and went to the house. The kitchen was dark. He did not saw any sign of life there. That man used his phone light to see. He jumped in shock when he found a young girl trembled in the corner of the room. She had light brown hair in a braid, two pairs of onyx eyes and freckles across her cheek. From her uniform, Nero assumed she was a maid.