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Fate and Fear MST	By : Birdie Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 3879 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Devil May Cry game series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 7
- 8
Chapter 4: Captured Sins, The Feeling Within (wtf?! Well, it's not like I named the damn thing...)

By Christine

MSTed by Dante, Vergil and Sparda

//" There is NO way in hell am I going to screw a little kid! " Dante screamed, his voice taking on a higher pitch, almost like that of a girl.//
Vergil: *sing-song voice* Dante's on oestrogen! Dante's on oestrogen!

Dante + Doppleganger!Dante: *hits Vergil*
//" B-but I'm not a kid....I.."//
Dante: I��m a pensioner with 30 layers of plastic surgery!
//she started before dante hushed her with his hand. " No more!" He growled through clenched teeth.//
Sparda: dante was overcome with anger as his name did not start with a capital letter.
//Christianna bit down hard on his hand.//
Twins: RABID ANIMAL!!!

Vergil: how DARE you bite Dante?! I'M the only one that's allowed to do that!! *marks Dante*
//Dante hissed with pain as he waved his hand through the air.//
Dante: TAXI!!

Sparda: GET US OUT OF HERE!!
//" Let me explain! " She pleaded through half tears.//
Vergil: half tears, not as emotional as whole tears but far more unpredictable than a nuclear half life.
//" I'm not 14.//
Sparda: *shudders* 500 red orbs on she's 12

Dante: 700 that she's actually 10.
//I am a re-incarnation, a spirit if you will, that needed to find a host, a body.//
Sparda: OMG.

Vergil: WTF?

Dante: BBQ!

V&S: O_o;;

Dante: I declare myself king of randomness! *bows*
//I found this poor girl lying on the ground, whispering feint goodbye's.//
Dante: (as Christianna) goodbye mother... I'll always love you...

Vergil: (as mother) hurry up and die! I need the money from your insurance! Stupid mouse...

Sparda: according to the dictionary, another meaning for "feint" is "a sham attack to divert enemy attention".

Dante: Christine is planning on taking over her MOTHER'S body too!!
//I felt sorry for the poor child so I decided to preserve her body//
Sparda: and so, the mouse was salted, sugared, frozen and UHTed!

Dante: ready to be eaten on some other day...
//and at least finish my mission so she wouldn't have to die.//
Vergil: the mission was an impossible one: she had to brainwash all the Mary Sues into normal, productive members of society.
//My real name is Christianna, the demon princess of the underworld!//
Everyone: WHAT?????

Sparda: vade Christianna!

Dante: MARY SUE 500%!!

Vergil: WHERE THE FUCK IS THE HOLY WATER?!

Sparda: --alright children, deep breath and calm!

Everyone: *inhales deeply*

Sparda: *tiredly* ...I am far too old for this shit...
//This child however calls herself Christine,//
Dante: a bit too convenient if you ask me...

Vergil: *rolls eyes* no one asked you.
//so I had to undertake that name as a source of cover.//
Christianna: wassup ma homies? It��s me, Christine!

Christine��s ��friends��: do we even know you? Get the hell away from us...
//The girl is still alive deep within side of her.//
Dante: I think Princess Cun-- I mean Christianna meant "within ME".

Vergil: yes, says her and the 6 other people inside her head.
//You could call me a split personality...."//
Vergil: so that's why Birdie was waving the foresight stick a few chapters back...
//Christine's voice was a bit seeper, seeming sultry and sexy, but at the same time...evil!//
Dante: (as authoress) OMG! This is such an amazing discovery I have to use an exclamation mark!
//her eyes had lost their glow again,//
Sparda: their healthy, radioactive glow... *sighs*
//as if she were entranced like she was earlier. Her face seemed a lot paler. " I am infact 10,000 years old, and//
Vergil: you still don't realise that "in fact" is two words?!

Sparda: never raise your children in the underworld. The education system is worse than a medieval public privy.
//have been around since the beginning of time.//
Vergil: time started 10,000 years ago? That certainly abolishes every scientific and geographic theory.

Dante: and the existence of dinosaurs. ;_;
//The girl's spirit is weak, so I'll be taking over once in a while..." she smirked, giving off a demonic look.//
Dante: as oppose to demons give out an angelic look.

Sparda: have you realised that badfics usually have villains smirking? I've been reading Birdie's other MSTs, it looks like "so-and-so evil person smirked" a lot.
//" So let me get this straight,//
Dante: I've just kissed a ...thing... who's older than my father?

Vergil: and Christine's a dying vegetable?
//you're the demon princess of the underworld, saw this girl dying, posessed her, and are using her as a puppet to get what you want? " He looked somewhat shocked,//
Sparda: don��t be so shocked, Dante. Ever since girls have been taught to write and express their creativity, it��s been a slippery slope down. All those self-inserts... -_-;;

Vergil: you know, for a person who��s seen down Lady��s shirt, you get shocked pretty easily.
//but moved in closer, almost as if examining her with his eyes.//
Sparda: or examining her with his mouth?

Vergil: or with a stick. *pokes Christianna with a cattle-prod*
//Christianna nodded slowly, before she regained the light in her eyes. " Mmh? what happened? " She shook her head, grasping it in her hands.//
Vergil: well thank fuck that's over.

Sparda: I don't know about you boys, but that made no sense whatsoever...
//" It's alright..." Dante held her close, preventing her upcoming tears of pain. Her heart raced as she could hear his heartbeat. She lay her head on his chest.//
Everyone: tense change!

Vergil: we hope Dante��s chest kills you, you murderer of proper grammar!

Dante: hey! Don��t insult my chest! >_<
//" Nothing happened. It's going to be//
Sparda: confusing and redundant. Like usual.
//alright. Once I find the Pyramia Diamond everything will be alright. Please don't cry " he comforted her.//
Dante: there is nothing worse than a snivelling, under-aged girl who wants both your arse as well as your sympathy. XP
//Sure he liked her a lot, but even though her body was only that of a//
Dante: *rereads story* silk mouse made out of cotton candy and shaped like a balloon.
//kid he learned to care for her. Both of what she was.//
Dante: a child-whore, a mouse and a princess with a smirking complex.

Sparda: isn��t that three types of people?

Vergil: father, in this world there are three types of people: those who can count... and those who can��t.
//He didn't want her to cry.//
Dante: do you know how hard it is to get tear-stains out of new coats?! *dusts coat*
//" Will it be alright Mr.Dante?" The girl sniffled, holding back the burning tears inside of her head.//
Vergil: tears of lava are secured inside her brain. Goodbye, organ called ��tear glands��.
//She looked at him with sincerity and hope in her eyes. Dante saw that little flame of hope, and silently prayed that she'd//
Dante: turn into a manga character, before I'd make her 2D anyway.
//never lose it.//
Sparda: sorry my dear, already have.
//" ...Yes it will. I promise." He smiled to her, removing his amulet and placing it around her neck. "//
Everyone: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Vergil: *thumps Dante* WHY?! YOU KNEW THAT WAS MOTHER'S!!

Sparda: *thumps Dante* WHY?! YOU KNEW THAT THING IS DANGEROUS!!

Dante: stop it! I��ve been brainwashed! Have some fucking sympathy!!
//My mother gave this to me when I was only a child, for my birthday.//
Sparda: *sighs sadly* I miss Eva...

Twins: *hugs Sparda* there, there, you have us.

Sparda: yeah, it's not the same...

Dante: *thinks* it could be.

Sparda: thank you, but it's quite alright. -_-
//She told me to look at it and remember my family.//
Vergil: who you later tried to kill...

Dante: HEY! You STABBED me in the GUT!!

Sparda: you two need really need counselling.
//I want you to have it, as a symbol that I'll keep my promise untill our journey is over."//
Dante: now! Let us continue our ever-long quest to find the true spelling of the word ��until��!
//He smiled gently at her, looking at the red glow of the ruby that was in it's center.//
Amulet: Dante, how could you!? This girl is going to destroy all that is good and canon! DIE!!

Dante: *dodges Amulet* IS THE ENTIRE WORLD AGAINST ME?!

Sparda: yes. Live with it.

Vergil: destroy it.
//" Besides, it looks better on you than it does me..." Dante chuckled, rubbing her shoulder

assuringly. Christianna looked over this new piece of jewelery of hers and smiled.//
Christianna: gold... pretty... *_*

Sparda: isn't there an illness called gold fever or something?

Everyone: ehehehehe... *rubs hands gleefully*
//" Thanks. It's a promise...." Holding up her hand, she slid off a beautiful, sapphire ring.//
Vergil: randomly.
//It was in the shape of a heart, with to small diamons on the left and right side. Dragons and serpents swirled around the ring, engraving the design on the bright gold.//
Sparda: that must be one BIG ring...

Vergil: humbug! She's just trying to impress us with her Sue-jewellery.

Dante: ain't working, honey. Not even when you work out the true spelling of "diamonds".
//She slid it onto his pinky finger.//
Sparda: the enormous weight of that thing instantly snapped Dante's finger off.
//"Remember me always. I want you to have this, just to keep our promise solid. Ok?".//
Dante: of course, as solid as this ��pilliar�� I��m going to hit you with. *pats pilliar*
//Dante held back the tears.//
Dante: that was the EXACT SAME RING he wanted to get Vergil for their 16^th birthday, only some cunt brought it before him... ah, the memories...
//He'd never felt so complete in his life.//
Vergil: reunited with the ring. My precioussssss...
//" Ok..heh!" he smiled at her, giving her one last hug.//
Sparda: before he killed the girl, took back the amulet and cashed the ring in for a nifty grand at the local jewellers.
//" One thing bugs the hell out of me still.//
Dante: when the fuck is pest control coming?! *swats Christianna with newspaper*
//How are we going to get on the other side of that mirror if I can't even----" Dante was cut short.//
Sparda: Dante's been cut short! *pats Dante* how cute.

Vergil: chibi-Dante, that WOULD be cute. *whispers* and just the perfect height for a blowjob...

Dante: heh, dream on Verge. Remember, you owe me one.
//The glass from the glowing mirror shattered into a million pieces, making a high pitched crisp noise as it broke into tiny shards, scattering over the floor. Out from the other side of the mirror a large figure towered over Christianna.//
Vergil: I call Charon, ferrymen for the Dead!

Sparda: I call Obese-Christianna!

Dante: I call Pavarotti!

V&S: WHAT!?

Dante: high pitched noise, large figure, it all fits!
//It was a dark knight, clad in a deep black armor, a charcoal color. Something that looked like tiny veins were pressed throughout the armor, and glowed with different colored light, as it seemed to power up the core of the armor.//
Sparda: oooooh! *_*

Dante: Unholy. Fucking. Mundus.

Vergil: *faints clean away*

Sparda: who is this knight? I must shower him with respect for his wonderful dress sense!

Dante: it��s adult Vergil.

Sparda: WHAT?! >_< *hits Vergil with sword* HOW DARE YOU?! MARK MY WORDS, I AM CANCELLING YOUR WINE TASTING COURSE!!

Vergil: *wide awake* NOOOO! I thought you were going to compliment me!!

Sparda: silence! I ought to give you a good thrashing for the preposterous things you��re going to do in this story!! Besides, you have an overuse of the word "armor".
//The mask was that of a dark demon.//
Dante: *sarcastically* clever, Vergil! NO ONE will expect a demon to dress up as a demon!
//The eyes, only mere yellow slits, the horns twisting form the top, the mouth of the mask in a deep grin.//
Vergil: how dare you compare me with Pavarotti... *glares at Dante*

Dante: and I was suppose to know HOW?!

Vergil: well, you're definitely not getting any for the next month.

Dante: NOOO! Vergil, I take it all back!!!

Vergil: no, let me watch you squirm. My mask deeply grins at your misery. |-)
//A large sword was sheathed to it's back, for easy access.//
Vergil: *reaches back to reach sword* *tears a muscles* FUUUUCK!! >_0 Christine is such a liar...

Sparda: you��ve just realised...? -_-;;

Vergil: this sort of thing never happened to Dante... T_T
//Dante almost froze in his tracks.//
Vergil: (as Dante) ohmigod, he is the hottest guy I've seen in my life... my gigantic libido is going into overdrive...

Dante: heh, egomaniac, aren't you Verge? ^_^

Vergil: *smirks* I blame it on father. Mother always said he was one horny bastard.

Sparda: don��t forget I��m right here... -_-;;
//He was only able to mutter out a short " B-brother!?!?" before he rushed towards the girl.//
Dante: UNCANON! I didn't know Nelo Angelo was my brother until I saw his amulet! You SUCK!
//" EEYAAH! " Christianna screamed, feeling her heart almost burst out of her chest.//
Dante: like an alien foetus! *nods to Alien*
//Her adrenalin shot through the roof, making her dizzy.//
Sparda: control your adrenalin, young lady! I don't care how dizzy you are, YOU are paying for the damage on the roof!
//Dante couldn't do anything.//
Vergil: except stand and drool at Nelo Angelo with heart-shaped eyes.
//He seemed frozen. He wanted to move. Badly.//
Dante: *deep breath* oh yes. Ohyesohyesohyesohyes...
//But he somehow couldn't. It was as if he were under a deep deep spell, and unable to break it. The demon smirked at the girl.//
Twins: again with the smirking! Is that some sort of... demonic social norm?

Sparda: only for those exposed to Christianna.
//Christianna rushed down the hallway, pushing against the wall to pick up speed.//
Vergil: news-flash! A wall has the same functions as Lucazade!
//Her golden hair and skirt flowing behind her.//
Dante: yeah, because mini-skirts are so famed for flowing behind you when you run.
//The demon calmly raised his hand as Christianna froze, standing straight up.//
Vergil: and her back hurt like a bitch! She didn't have to do that since kindergarten...
//She looked as if she were made of stone, standing frozen. " DANTE! HELP!!" She shrieked at the top of her lungs, her knees beginning to shake as the demon drew nearer.//
Vergil: so technically, she wasn't frozen like stone.

Sparda: stones move. The statues in our garden do nothing but crumble and fall to the ground.

Dante: don't forget those evil chess pieces!
//" I CAN'T!! It's like I'm under some sort of spell. I can't even move!" He yelled back to her from the opposite end of the seeming to never end hallway.//
Sparda: he's moving his mouth.

Vergil: I know, and he should put that to a better use than screaming. *glares at Dante*
//Nero Angelo neared closer to her as he effortlessly picked up the light girl under his arms.//
Sparda: "light" girl?! Her breasts alone must weigh a good 7lbs!

Vergil: who the fuck is Nero Angelo?

Dante: can't be Adult-Vergil. *checks DMC1 guide* you're Nelo Angelo.
//She still couldn't move. Swiftly, he dashed to the large stained glass window on the side of the hall. It was a beautiful design. With angels and demons on it, looking like they were together in harmony,//
Everyone: ummm... WHY?!

Sparda: angels want nothing to do with demons and vice versa. If they did, they wouldn't be angels or demons, they'd be idiots.

Twins: like Christianna.
//with flames separating them, and a full moon caressing the battleground.//
Sparda: ah yes, a harmonious battleground, where angels and demons frolicked happily in fires. It was such a common sight in the good old days.
//Nero jumped through the glass, the girl still under his arm. The last thing Dante heard from the girl was " DANTE!!" as Nero Angelo disapeared from sight. He could finally move again.//
Dante: and the first thing he did was tend to his bleeding ears.
//He rushed over to the window, tears in his eyes.//
Dante: *cries* VERRGGGIILLL! DON'T LEAVE ME!!! *throws himself into Vergil's arms*

Vergil: poor Dante... *hugs* shhh, don't cry, the nasty girl is gone... *strokes back*

Dante: *sniffles* can you take back your threat?

Vergil: no.
//" CHRISTIANNA!" He shouted through burning tears, throwing his arm out infront of him, trying to reach for her, but she was nowhere in sight.//
Sparda: rugby tackle!

Dante: touchdown!

Vergil: SPLAT.
//Faliure.//
Everyone: yeeeeeah. That��s a good word to describe this entire fic.
//Those words ran through his mind like a terrible curse. There was NOTHING that he could to but search for her.//
Dante: I KNEW you should've got a cell-phone, Vergil. *glares*

Vergil: those things give you brain tumours, and it's impossible to hear anything from my helmet.
//He had failed her. His promise. But not yet, there was still that//
Sparda: annoyingly short sentence that need to be edited... doesn't this girl have Microsoft Word grammar check!?
//shining hope that she was alive out there.//
Vergil: and adult-me is using her as a sword-sharpener. Don't hold you breath Dante, the shining hope isn't going to last much longer...
//He twisted the ring around his finger and clutched it tightly. A teardrop hit the heart shaped emerald on the ring,//
Dante: it fucking SAPPHAIRE, you bitch!! You're the authoress and you can't remember details like that?!
//as he whispered " I'm so sorry I failed you...". His heart felt like the mirror, shattered and torn into a million pieces.//
Sparda: ow...

Vergil: 7 years bad heart... tsk-tsk.
//The small glass shards from the window and mirror crunched under his boots and

he slowly paced away from the window. Dante put the ring back on his finger, looking at the large gateway in the mirror, leering.//
Sparda: *grabs dictionary (ahh, trusty dictionary...)* leer: look slyly or lasciviously or maliciously.

Vergil: so Dante is either scheming or lustful or has the intention to do evil/tease cruelly?

Dante: this is taking split-personality to a whole new level...
//" I'll get you brother...if it's the last thing I DO!!"//
Vergil: oh, I doubt you'll finish once you get me.

Dante: yeah, there are so MANY things we haven't done yet...

Sparda: *hands covering ears*
//He clenched his fists so tight that underneath his gloves he was cutting off the circulation.//
Sparda: ..... again, is that necessary?

Vergil: maybe she's fore-sighting that Dante will beat me with only one hand!

Dante: only one hand?

Sparda: yes, cutting off circulation can make organs fall off.

Vergil: Dante battling Vergil with one hand! We could make millions from that one fight!

Dante: ...I��m not participating in your shenanigans.
//" Why...Why didn't you take me instead...!?" He hissed//
Sparda: because they wouldn't reach the beach before they were pouncing on each other like animals.

Twins: and is that a BAD thing?!
//through his teeth, turning away from the mirror, holding his head in his hands. " ...WHY!!" Dante screamed in agony,//
Everyone: *slow-motion for that extra effect* NOOOOOOOOOO~~~~!!!

Vergil: heh, that was fun.

Dante: let's do that again!

Sparda: I think Vergil would like you to save your vocal chords for some difference exercises...
//dropping onto his knees, bursting into tears.//
Vergil: DANTE! When did you become such a wimp?! You're a shame to the name of Sparda! *slaps*

Dante: *drops to knees and bursts into tears*
//Author: I'm sorry for the shortness of this one.//
Sparda: actually, Birdie thanks you. This has been the only chapter she DIDN'T have to split up.
//Nero Angelo, I took your advice.//
Dante: *dangerously* Vergil...? What are you...?

Vergil: NeRO Angelo! NOT me!

Sparda: she made conversation with a character in her story? Isn't she a bit old to have an imaginary friend?
//Now all of you out there know the REASON why this chick ( aka ME in the story ) is so young.//
Sparda: BOOOO!!

Vergil: HISS~~!

Dante: *throws beer bottles*

Vergil: where did all this beer come from?

Dante: they��re left over from Silverwolf��s reviews. I call this creative recycling.

Sparda: aim for the emerald windows to her soul!
//It makes sense.//
Everyone: *thinks* ...............no, it doesn't.
//I shouldn't get bugged about the age anymore.//
Dante: unholy Mundus! Pest control is STILL not here!! What sort of service am I paying for?!
//I got off of my lazy butt and wrote this chapter. Thanks for all your words of encouragement. It's my wonderful fans out there that help me keep writing.//
Vergil: looks like her fans all got brains and realised this was shite. No wonder there isn��t any more chapters.

Sparda: this story was also on www.fagfiction.net, but that website ceases to exist.

Twins: FAGfiction?! WHAT THE FUCK?!
//The plot thickens now eh?//
Sparda: ah-ha! Preserved Christianna will now become SOUP! ^_^
//Find out in chapter 5 what Nero does to her, and what Dante is willing to risk to save her.//
Dante: isn't Nero also crazy Roman emperor?

Sparda: Dante, ALL the emperors were either crazy, perverse or moronic.

Vergil: so Dante, what ARE you willing risk to save Christianna the mouse?

Dante: my vagina, of which I have none. You fill in the blanks.
//Please send me feedback! Hope you liked it.//
Everyone: *laughs hysterically* ahahahaha... what do YOU think?
Well guys, that's a wrap! No more of this story will there be, unless you can find more of the original. I, Birdie will now tend to the reviews. Have a nice day, my lovely readers!

Whacko_Dante: wah! You reviewed me! I feel quite honoured, as I can't find many of your reviews on aff.net... yes, I've heard about a "Prince Albert", but I read it in a very English book so I didn't know if the term was used globally or not. Hope you liked this chapter!

Aya: crap! *grumbles* thanks for picking out my spelling. Now that full-time education has started I've been very tense. I didn't have time to check the last update thorough, and for that I'm very sorry. In all honesty, I don't think Christianna has actually broken ANY laws, because we live in a society of "free speech". With examples like this fic, it seems so wrong...

Corenn: yep, yep, it's continued! ^_^ My friend says she's learnt a lot of Japanese from listening to Drama CDs, I didn't believe yaoi could teach words but I guess it's true. Well, have fun at school (it would make me a hypocrite to cackle evilly but I will do so anyway. *cackles*). Hope you enjoyed this last chappie!

Silver Wolf: sorry if you didn't want me to put you in the fic, but I love your little dialogues. Good luck with the final battle, tell me the outcome! Oh, for no apparent reason, this is (apparently) "Kill Barney" in Latin: "Interfice Arcturulum, istum mimum personatum portentosum purpureum palaeozoicum". The book cost a good ten pounds sterling, so it should be true.

Sirea: well, I thank you for getting over your twincest squick to read this! I'm trying to get into Snarry on the HP fandom because my friend is recommending it, but that pairing (Snape/Harry) is seriously scaring me. Plus I hate HP. I wonder why children are turning more and more slutty... maybe it's because of all the TV they watch. And Christianna having nicer legs and breasts? They're probably fake anyway. ^_^

Cas: again, no. No Sparda/Vergil/Dante, because I don't like 3-somes. It wouldn't fair on Eva (I mean, her sons are pounding each other like bunnies, it would be plain cruel if her husband joined in with them). I wrote an email to you about the poem thing, but I don't know if you've replied yet. I'd have to read it first to give you a reply. You know my email, right?

Leoth: glad you enjoyed it! ^_^ Hope this chapter was just as good. Thanks for reading!

Cidsa: why aren't you updating your MST? It is really good! If you don't have time, or you're stuck, you can always ask me for a little help (though I can't say I'll do a very good job at it...). I'm not having that teeth dream lately, nowadays I mainly dream about people trying to kill me. Apparently, dreaming your teeth are falling out is that you're fearing you're getting old too fast. It seems to make sense...
Eiahmon: ahhh! Have I made you proud? You've put more pressure on me than both my science course-works put together! *whimpers* so, you like? Thank you for reading and reviewing!

Vergil: Dante, remember that I owe you one?

Dante: yessss...

Vergil: well, no better time than the present to give it!

Dante: but I thought you said no s--

Vergil: *throws Dante onto the floor and kisses him hard*

Dante: mmmm... guess promises are made to be broken... ooh! Oh yeah, right there.........
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