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No Matter What They Say	By : Demonized Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
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Eva blinks slightly at Vergil's statement, her brow creasing a little as she frowns, and she sets the tray of silverware down on the end of the table. She can feel that there is something off in the way that Vergil speaks, something off with his tone, the way that he carries himself and the expression he wears. Almost as if he is far older than his seven years. "Something I need to know?" Eva echoes softly, sounding just a bit puzzled.
"Yes and what I have to tell you isn't easy to hear so it would be best if you sat down." Vergil moves with a grace that seems rather unnatural for a child his age as he crosses the dining room and approaches the table.
A pit of dread forms in Eva's gut and she eases herself into a nearby chair, not quite certain that she is prepared for whatever it is that Vergil has to tell her. Eva knows that she isn't going to like it, not in the slightest, but she steels herself as Vergil takes the seat next to hers. "What is it that you need to tell me, sweetie?"
Vergil frowns at the term of endearment, a minuscule expression that Eva wouldn't have noticed had she not been so intently focused on him, but it disappears as quickly as it had formed. "Dante and I are actually forty-three years old. We were targeted by a spell that was likely meant to get rid of us but instead placed us here in our seven year old bodies. Father believes he knows what spell was used on us and has informed us that it cannot be undone."
It's not easy to hear at all. In fact it is far worse than Eva had expected and it feels like something akin to a vice is squeezing her heart. A delicate tremor wracks her hands before she balls them on her lap and Eva has to bite back the sob that wants to tear its way out of her. Eva immediately understands the implications to what Vergil is telling her—she understands that her precious little boys are forever lost to her. It hurts. Oh, does it hurt.
Vergil watches Eva for a moment, his expression seemingly cool and dispassionate. There's only the tiniest flicker of emotion in his eyes, a sort of sorrow that is there one second and gone the next. "That was only Mundus' latest attempt against us. The first attempt came in the form of a demon horde unleashed on Red Grave City and our home the day after our eighth birthday. You were killed in the attack and for a while I had assumed the same of Dante."
The pain brought by Eva's grief is quickly eclipsed by anger, her expression hardening with the mention of Mundus. Sealed as he is the fact that he is involved doesn't surprise Eva in the slightest. That he had taken things this far, even unknowingly, is unforgivable. She will need to have a word or two with Sparda once she has a moment but for now… Right now she needs to know more. "What became of your father?"
"He was called away on a mission a few weeks before the attack and for all we know he vanished. It wouldn't surprise me at all if Mundus was behind that as well." Vergil frowns again, this time in thought, and his gaze briefly leaves Eva's. "I was hunted by the demons that served under Mundus in the years that followed. It was no small feat to survive but I slowly gleaned the knowledge of who Mundus was through those encounters and began to plan his demise."
Vergil pauses slightly, another tiny flicker of emotion passing through his eyes that Eva isn't able to discern this time. "Dante fared somewhat better after the attack. He had managed to evade detection by the demons hunting for us and I suspect part of it was due to the fact that he had taken up a new identity. He was going by Tony Redgrave when I found him and he was hunting demons when he wasn't doing mercenary work."
Vergil pauses again, more deliberately than before, as he carefully chooses what he's going to say next. "Despite Dante's enthusiasm for killing demons I didn't share my plans involving Mundus with him. I couldn't, not when he was all I had left…but I can't help but think that things might have gone differently. We wouldn't have clashed when I raised Temen-ni-gru, I wouldn't have been enslaved by Mundus when I did try to kill him and Dante wouldn't have ended up killing me."
Eva's heart gives a particularly nasty lurch and she briefly clenches her fists, her knuckles going white as her nails bite into her palms. This is absolutely unbearable, knowing what has befallen Dante and Vergil, and Eva wants nothing more than to gather both of them into her arms and weep. The most that does slip through Eva's steely resolve is a few tears, which she pulls out a handkerchief to wipe them away. Once Eva has finished dabbing under her eyes, her mascara smearing and staining the pristine white cloth along with her tears, she draws herself up in her seat and squares her shoulders. "Is that everything?"
"No, only what we've told dad so far." Eva's attention snaps to the doorway to find Dante standing there, his expression guarded. Dante's gaze lingers on Eva for a moment before it shifts to Vergil and there is an almost imperceptible change in his demeanor. Eva can't place it, not at the moment, but she suspects it has everything to do with all that they have suffered. "And dad didn't want us telling you but this makes things easier considering Verge is a shit liar."
Eva inhales sharply as the expletive leaves Dante's mouth while Vergil levels an unimpressed scowl towards him. "I find lying distasteful, little brother, and you would do well to curb your language," Vergil chides in a measured tone.
"I see that we will need to go over what is considered proper etiquette for this household." Eva's voice is soft and calm despite the current turbulence of her emotions, and from her peripheral she notices the subtle shiver that Vergil gives. "Both of you shall attend the lessons."
"That would be for the best," Sparda intones flatly as he appears behind Dante, his gaze firmly fixed on Vergil. For a second Sparda's irises go a bright, glowing crimson while a deep scowl settles onto his face. "You went against my instruction, Vergil."
"And I would do so again if it means staving off Mundus' attack after our next birthday." Vergil's expression is once again cool and dispassionate as he returns Sparda's gaze and after a few seconds Sparda gives a heavy sigh.
"It was my intention to tell you once I had assessed their skills tomorrow," Sparda explains as he shifts his focus to Eva only to flinch from the look that she has leveled on him.
It would appear that Eva needs more than a word or two with Sparda and she will have them. One way or another. "We will discuss why you decided to wait to tell me later, Sparda," Eva states in that same sort and calm tone, at which Sparda gives another flinch. "For now let us at least enjoy tonight as much as possible." There's no certainty of how enjoyable the evening will be for any of them, not with the knowledge of what lies ahead on their minds. It is a weight, a terrible one that they are at least sharing in. "Now come help me finish setting the table."
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