Devil May Catch 'Em All

BY : Demonized
Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers
Dragon prints: 33
Disclaimer: I do not Devil May Cry or Pokémon, nor do I make any money off of this work.

"I can't believe you dropped Yamato!" Vergil snaps, his tail lashing and wings flaring open as he confronts Dante. "She was our only way back!"

"I'm well aware of that, Verge," Dante mumbles as he kicks at the ground and intently avoids Vergil's angry gaze by staring at said ground. "I wasn't expecting the portal to just suck us in like that."

Vergil gives a drawn out sigh after a few seconds and curls his fingers under Dante's chin to make him raise his gaze toward his. "We will simply have to find a way back without Yamato or hope that father can use her to find us." He lets his touch linger, longing flickering through his eyes, then drops his hand back to his side.

"Ya think it'd be okay to explore a bit?" Dante doesn't sense any demons which is a miracle considering he doesn't have Rebellion with him. There's a bunch of wildlife around them, though all of it feels kinda weird. It doesn't feel like the wildlife back home but Dante can't quite put his finger on what is so different.

Vergil opens his mouth to respond and then stops, his eyes going wide as he looks past Dante and up, right as the hairs on the back of Dante's neck stands on end. Something incomprehensibly powerful has appeared directly behind him and he finds himself unable to move. Not out of fear, but because it feels as if something unseen is holding him in place. Whatever it is, it moves him, turning him around slowly until he's also looking at what looks like a huge goat. An alien goat.

"What manner of creature are you that you can so easily enter my world? You are human, yet something more." The voice that comes from this oversized alien goat sounds within their heads, as if things weren't strange enough already, and it—he?—lowers its head to sniff at Dante. "Something that does not exist here."

"We're half-demons," Vergil answers tentatively from behind Dante. "You are not a demon but you are incredibly powerful. What are you?"

The hold that is on Dante vanishes as the alien goat raises its head and looks down at both them in silence for a moment. "I am what is called a Pokémon and I am Arceus, the one who has created everything within this universe. I do not know what a demon is but your nature, your existence, is upsetting the balance here. I cannot allow the balance to be undone." The alien goat-Arceus, who sounds very much like a dude, raises a hoof and then slams it down onto the ground. White-gold sparks arch up from his hoof, faster than Dante can even process, and slams into him—through him—without any warning.

Once again he can't move, but this time it isn't because of some unseen force, and the white-gold sparks completely envelope him. It doesn't hurt, more like he's going numb all over at first and then a feeling of warmth spreads through him. It's pleasant, like sharing a warm blanket with Vergil in front of the fireplace back at home.

"It is done," Arceus says after a moment, the white-gold sparks vanishing while the pleasant warmth remains. "You may roam my worlds freely without bringing an upset to the balance." Dante takes a step back to stand beside Vergil as Arceus lowers his head again, looking between both of them. "Go south on this road and after a few minutes you will find Pallet Town. The Pokemon Professor Oak's lab should be the very first building that you come across. He can help you get started on your journey here if it is something that interests you."

Just like that Arceus vanishes, not even giving the the chance to ask what he had done to them, and Dante turns to look at Vergil. He appears unchanged, even smells the same as before, but there is something different about his energy now. It's lacking that distinct demonic feel and is more like how Arceus' felt, if only at a much smaller scale. "So, that just happened. Wanna go find this Professor Oak guy?"

Vergil turns to Dante, face drawn into an unimpressed scowl, and stares for a very long and awkwardly silent minute. He manages to stay perfectly still, right up until he sighs and looks in the direction Arceus had suggested they go. "Sure, let's follow the advice of the insanely powerful creature that did who knows what to us on a whim. It couldn't possibly do us any harm."

"Oh c'mon, Verge, it's better than wandering around on our own." Dante starts off down the road knowing full well that Vergil will follow him, a smug grin on his lips. "And who knows, maybe we'll find our way back home that much faster."

"This had better not be a fool's errand, Dante," Vergil growls out, his tail giving an audible snap as he falls in step behind Dante.

"Will ya kick my ass if it is?" Dante asks with a glance at him from over his shoulder and gives a casual flick of his own tail. "Cuz last I checked I'm up by one."

"I am well aware of the score, brother dear, and that we are due for our next match in two days. Do not even think that our current situation is a reason to postpone." Vergil gives Dante an incredibly pointed look, as though it was something he had been considering when it is the furthest thing from the truth.

"You know damn well that I look forward to our fights, Verge." It's one of the few ways Dante can be close to Vergil without the damn ward activating on them and he wants every bit of contact he can get. Dante knows it's the same for Vergil, that visceral want clawing through him as it does for Dante. He can feel the weight of it in Vergil's gaze on him. "Six more years," Dante laments, the tip of his tail giving an irritated flick.

"They will pass by quickly enough, Dante." There it is, that breathy, lust-filled utterance of Dante's name from Vergil's lips that would have him jumping his brother where he stands were it not for the fucking ward. Dante swears he does it on purpose, if only to see him get all flustered. Well, not this time.

"That must be Pallet Town." It's a poor distraction if I'm going to be completely honest, but one with actual bearing. Several buildings have come into view, a total of five if Dante's gonna get precise, as the path opens up. Four houses and what can only be this Professor Oak guy's lab up on the hill.

Vergil gives a soft, short noise acknowledgement, choosing not to call Dante out on his attempted distraction as he moves past him and starts for the laboratory on the hill. Dante follows after him with a grin, his tail giving a wave, and lets his gaze drift up to the midday sky. There's a few birds floating along high up on the thermals, more of those Pokémon things from what he can sense, and he can even sense some in the grass surrounding them. They're all weak, at least in comparison to Arceus, who is supposed to be some sort of god here if what he said is true.

"So what're we gonna tell this Oak?" Dante folds his arms behind his head, gaze dropping down to Vergil as they reach the foot of the hill. Vergil pauses and looks at him, a faint frown turning down the corners of his mouth. "We could tell him the truth, ya know, since the alien goat told us to come to him."

Vergil doesn't get a chance to respond because an old guy comes jogging down the path from the lab and stops short when he sees them. Vergil's hands twitch, seeking out a sword that isn't there, as the old guy gives them a rather interested look, more to the point, the demonic features that are natural for them. "Oh my… Are you two Pokémon?"

"Uh, I don't know about that, unless that's what the alien goat Pokémon thing did to us with the sparkly stuff." Vergil gives Dante a nonplussed look at his stellar explanation followed by a shake of his head.

"Arceus—his name was Arceus—he was insanely powerful, enough so that I'm willing to believe that he created this universe as he had claimed, and he told us to come seek out a Professor Oak after using his power on us to change us." The next look Vergil gives Dante is somewhat scathing, as if to say that he should get the all powerful Pokémon's name right since they don't know all that he's capable of.

"Well, I'm Professor Samuel Oak and if what you say is true…" The Professor trails off, his expression serious for all of a few seconds and then he breaks out into a wide grin. Are his eyes sparkling? "I wish I could have been there! It would have done wonders for my research into Pokémon to get even the tiniest of readings on this Arceus!" Yeah, his eyes are definitely sparkling. Weird. "Could you describe Arceus to me?"

"I could draw him if I had some paper and a pencil," Dante admits cautiously and he swears the Professor's eyes start sparkling even more. He's kinda freaked out by it.

"I have some up in the lab! If you wouldn't-oh, how rude of me! I haven't even asked for your names!" The Professor's excitement turns to embarrassment and he rubs at the back of his neck with an awkward smile. "I tend to get a bit carried away when a new Pokémon discovery is made."

"It's fine," Vergil says with a slight wave of his hand, seeming to be unaffected by Professor Oak's enthusiasm. "I'm Vergil and that's Dante."

"You are…twins?" Professor Oak asks uncertainly, looking at each of them in turn with a bit more scrutiny than before. More precisely the differences in their wings and tails.

"Yep," Dante answers with a grin, his tail giving a wave. "Identical." Well, maybe not anymore since Vergil has four wings versus his two and then there's the fact that Vergil's scales are sapphire compared to Dante's ruby ones. It made their mother ecstatic over the fact that she could finally tell them apart if they ever ended up wearing the same clothes.

"We were identical," Vergil corrects with an exasperated sigh. "And we've just turned ten." After a second of giving their age he frowns while the Professor lights up again.

"That is certainly fortuitous! You can both apply for Pokémon Trainer Licenses! The training session to qualify for the exam is-oh goodness, I'm running late for the training session!" Professor Oak checks his watch with a panicked expression then looks down the road further into Pallet Town. "If you'd like to apply for Trainer Licenses then you can come join today's training session."

Dante gives Vergil a look, his brother still frowning but more thoughtfully now. "Sure. We don't have anything better to do." At least not for however long they're stuck here.

The training session is a half-day long thing spent with five other ten-year-olds, all of whom had seemed more interested in staring at Dante and Vergil than they had in listening to the Professor. Well, if they can't pass the exam that had been given to them at the end of the session then that is their fault. It was easy, but then Dante and Vergil have an unfair advantage due to their rigorous upbringing for the past three years.

"Ya think Arceus turned us into Pokémon?" Vergil looks up from the book he's reading, something on the different types of known Pokémon, and arches a brow. "We don't look any different but, well, your energy is different now."

"As is yours, Dante. It's not just the energy though, there's something else. It feels like I have electricity running through my blood." Vergil has always smelled like a storm, especially right after a lightning strike, but now the scent of ozone rolls off of him even stronger than before.

Dante bites into his lower lip, rolling around the thought of asking Vergil for a small taste of his blood before outright abandoning it. The answer will be no, if only because their blood is an aphrodisiac for them and will make the warding kick in. So instead he concentrates on that feeling of warmth and find it sluggishly moving through him. As soon as he focuses on it the warmth increases, building up to a raging inferno in the blink of an eye.

Vergil gives a sharp little inhale that draws Dante's attention back to him and he's giving him a wide-eyed stare. "Dante, you're on fire."

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