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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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Vergil immediately dashes across the foyer to get to Dante the very instant he yelps out in pain from trodding on his own tail. It was almost as if Dante had been completely unaware of the slender appendage—though Vergil can't recall Dante having a tail in either of his Trigger forms from before. The addition is certainly surprising, along with the fact that Dante had managed to awaken without needing to be run through with Rebellion, and now Dante has hurt himself twice because of it. There is no second cry of pain that comes from Dante as he lands squarely on his tail, right as Vergil manages to reach him, instead Dante's entire body goes slack while he starts to revert back to his human form.
Vergil reverts back to his own human form as he kneels next to Dante, frowning when the process seems to halt for his brother, leaving him with claws, fangs, wings and the troublesome tail. It quickly becomes evident that it is not just Dante who is stuck in some sort of partial Trigger state because when Vergil's own demonic energy seems to stabilize he too is left with the exact same demonic features. It is worrying since this had never happened to either of them before but then again they both had been considerably older when they had first awakened. Could it be that their current bodies are unable to handle the demonic blood being active and is causing this partial transformation? As much as Vergil wants to scrutinize this Dante is the more pressing concern, especially since their clothes have reformed with this partial reversion to human state and is unable to accommodate their extra appendages.
Footsteps echo from down the hallway as Vergil gently rolls Dante over onto his stomach, leathery jet black wings tucked to his sides, and quickly assesses Dante's clothes. Dante's shirt has thankfully slid up on its own to allow for his wings but the pants are more problematic, having trapped his tail which could very well be broken with how he had landed on it. Vergil knows he has precious little time before Dante's regenerative abilities kick in so he shreds the seat of Dante's pants right as their parents reach the foyer.
Eva gives a strangled gasp as she catches sight of them, probably misconstruing what Vergil is doing at first glance, but Sparda stops her with a softly spoken, "Eva, wait." Vergil spares them a brief look, noting the way that Eva's lips are turned down into a severe frown while Sparda merely seems curious, then he returns his attention to Dante and carefully pulls his pitch-scaled tail out.
"Dante has never had a tail in either of his Trigger forms before." It is perhaps easier to start there and at the same time draw Eva's focus on their remaining inhuman features. "So he not only managed to step on it but also landed on directly." Vergil examines the appendage from spaded-tip to the base of it, painstakingly feeling for even the most minuscule of breakage through touch alone. The task is made more difficult by Dante being unconscious, limiting Vergil's ability to assess the extent of the damage if there is any. Vergil can only that their sturdier nature has mitigated or even outright prevented such an injury but there will be no certainty of it until Dante regains consciousness. "While we do have phenomenal regenerative capabilities I do not trust them to heal every bit of damage we incur perfectly."
Vergil spares them both another glance when they remain silent, Eva's scowl tempered by understanding while Sparda still looks quite curious. "My own initial form also lacked a tail and I suspect that by having forced our demonic blood out of dormancy so early has not only impacted the appearance of our forms but that it is much too strong for us to be able to fully revert back to our human forms." At least this time Vergil's tail isn't protruding the middle of his spine, which had been rather interesting to say the least. "It would seem that Dante still has an incredible amount of luck," Vergil remarks as he lets go of Dante's tail, unable to find anything that would suggest a serious injury, and leans back so that he is almost sitting in seiza. There is a twinge of discomfort from Vergil's own trapped tail, something he remedies without second thoughts in regards to the presence of Sparda and Eva.
"I will call the tailor tomorrow morning and see that they come make some alterations to your clothing," Eva says wearily after a few seconds. Her resignation is clear, their sudden physical changes something that Eva is left with no choice but to accept. It will take Eva longer, if ever, to accept that they mentally older. As for Vergil's admission that had brought them to this precise moment—along with the news that the vile occurrence had produced a child—Vergil knows by the way that Eva looks at him that she wants to say something.
"I was eighteen and arrogant enough to believe that I was untouchable, especially when it came to humans. They were weak, after all, so what could they possibly do to me, the half-demon son of the Legendary Dark Knight? That it had happened at all had been a shock and, yes, I was ashamed but that quickly turned to anger and fear. Anger at myself for the fact that it had happened, that I had—in some way—been too weak to prevent it and fear that if this could happen to me then it could also happen to Dante. I never stopped to think of the possibility that there would be a child, that that was the intention of my rapist, my only concern was keeping Dante safe from demons and humans." It's as close as Vergil will get to admitting that he hadn't known of Nero's existence up until now, never mind that he had never wanted Nero in the first place. More to the point, Vergil had no desire to have children since it wasn't possible for him to have them with Dante. That is something that Vergil has no intention of sharing with their parents, at least not right away.
Vergil casts his gaze back down to Dante's still form, his fingers flexing briefly before he curls his hands into fists while his tail lashes behind him. "Why leave it out when it obviously had such an impact on me? Far worse things are to come and I felt it unnecessary to bring the matter up to you when it won't happen again. I have no intention of going anywhere near Fortuna and the Order of the Sword sycophants and I certainly have no intention of letting Dante go anywhere near Fortuna either."
Eva gives a shuddering sort of inhale and leans into Sparda for support, tears in her eyes as her expression twists with a new kind of grief. "Vergil…" Eva's voice trails off, pained and confused by Vergil's decision to leave this out until Dante had brought up Nero, and the look that she gives Vergil is definitely wounded.
"Let me rephrase that; I have had twenty-five years to come to terms with what had happened and discussing it further will only serve to upset you even more." Truthfully Vergil had only come to terms with it and everything else more recently through his self-inflicted bisection and through V's existence, but it was something that had been there, at the back of Vergil's mind, throughout all of those years except the decade where he had been dead. That particular time was completely lost to Vergil, rather it was as if it simply didn't exist at all. There had been no sense of awareness in death, nothing to grasp on to, and Vergil is only bothered by it for the simple fact of it being ten years that are just gone. Ten years that Dante had to live through while Vergil had ceased to be.
Exhaustion comes over Vergil with little warning and, for a few seconds, he is confused at to why he is tired as he fights off a yawn. Even though Vergil had Triggered hundreds of times before, this had been the first time for his current body and the initial Trigger—the awakening—always consumes a lot of energy. The realization hits Vergil as his eyelids droop and he starts to tip forwards, and he just barely catches himself from toppling over onto Dante. It is a struggle to stay upright, let alone awake, and as Vergil starts to fall over again it is into unconsciousness.
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