Devil May Cry: Witch of Fortuna

12. Nostalgia

Vergil slew the demon and stomped on the corpse. It was an overwhelming fight, but he won. However, his action intimidated people. They were frightened and stood far away from him. Vergil did not blame them. He just slaughtered a five-meter demon in front of mere mortals.

In their eyes, he must be a monster as well.

"Hey, wait!"

Rachel appeared between the crowds, squeezing her way out. She ignored them despite their warning. The crowd pulled her back in, but she pushed them away. The little girl sauntered with hands on her hip. Never was in his entire life he had ever seen a child talked back bravely to him.

"Where are you going?"

"Finding Katherine."

"Leaving everyone in here?"

"They are none of my concern."

Rachel had a look of 'I cannot believe it', yet held her insult. She knew being angry would lead nowhere with Vergil. Using logic to emphasize his tiny empathy might work. "I know you are an outsider and not entitled to help us, but there are children and women in here. Can you at least help us get out?"

Vergil saw a woman hugged a scared little boy. The scene reminded him of his childhood. A weak kid, hoping somebody would save him from the demons. He scratched the memories from his mind. That man cursed the left humanity inside his heart.

Vergil put his weapon back and agreed to help. "Fine, but you're on your own after that."

Rachel smiled, satisfied over her victory. "Come on, everyone. We need to get out from here."

The crowd was hesitated but followed Rachel. The walk to the surface was one big escort mission. Vergil realized the difference between working alone and protecting people. He had no regard for his safety, but now he must be careful. Vergil could not let the demon slipped from his sight. They finally escaped safely from the place. Now he had to disappear from everyone's eyes. Before he left, a little boy tugged his coat.

"Thank you, scary Mister!"

That boy ran back to his mother. The woman gave him a big sincere smile. In unison, everyone showed their gratitude to the stranger. All of them did not say anything but smiling and watching him gone. They knew he had an important thing to do and did not need to be bothered.

Vergil left the place to look for Katherine. A warm sensation swelled across his chest. He never received help and never helped people before. It was the first appreciation he received in the past ten years.

Rachel followed him from behind. The faster he walked, the faster she walked. He stopped from a moment and spoke in a sharp tone. "This isn't a playground. Go back to your house."

"I will after I know Miss Katherine is fine."

Vergil released one of his swords and pointed it right in front of her face, "Return. Now. I won't say it twice."

The little girl was not moving. She scoffed at his attitude. "Do it. Make her hates you."

Vergil frowned. He put back his new katana. "Do whatever you want. Just don't get in my way."

"What? You're not going to kill me?"

He sighed. "That would anger and saddened Katherine."

Vergil knew Katherine had extreme emotion. In the past, the twin broke their promise to her. They had another bloody mess fight. The next thing they knew, a chair was flying to their direction. No warning, no sign. She smacked both of them relentlessly with it.