Ok, this is my first attempt at a DMC fanfic, so go easy, I may get a few
things wrong. I don't own DMC (apart from a copy of it) and I don't own any
of the charecters (although I wouldn't mind owning Trish though, growl!).
This is a kinda goofy story, but I write for fun so goofy is fine with me.
Anyway, hope you have fun reading this and please give me lots of reviews!
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2 years after the defeat of Mundus:
"I couldn't believe I was going through with this. I mean getting married! I never thought that I would settle down, especially with my heritage. But here I am, standing in a CHURCH of all places, saying my vows. I wonder what they would think if they knew I was half-devil? Or if Trish was…" his thoughts were interrupted.
Dante Sparda, do you take Trish Smith to be your wife? Do you promise to love, honour, cherish and protect her, forsaking all others and holding only to her forevermore?
Two of the most important words of my life, "I do"
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Another 2 years later:
"Why do you always have to use names from those 'shoot up everything that moves' films?"
"But,"
"Were not CALLING HIM NEO! That is, if it's a boy, y'know it could just as easily be a girl."
"And if it is, what do you want to call her?"
"Anne's a nice name"
"PFFT! Too girly!"
*Sigh* "Victoria then?"
"Too posh. What about Nova?"
"NOVA? What kind of a girls name is that?! Sounds like some sort of old sci- fi show!"
"Ok Ok, calm down, Victoria is a lovely name. Sheesh….."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Besides, I already have a good idea for a boys name."
"Oh yeah? Gonna name him after me huh?" He remarked cheekily. "Sounds great, but a bit confusing if he gets in trouble, I might get confused."
"No, not you. I was thinking of naming him Virgil."
Dante stared at Trish he didn't expect her to choose his brother's name.
"You don't think it's a good idea then?" She said, seeing he was obviously frustrated by her suggestion.
"No, Virgil's a great name." He said with a smile.
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3 months later:
"Do you think I'm fat?"
"Wha.. what?"
"I know I'm 8 months pregnant, but do you think I'm fat?"
Dante smirked "What brought this on all of a sudden?" she just stared back, waiting for an answer.
"No, of course I don't think you're fat, you're beautiful." he kissed her, and walked out of the room. Then said quietly to himself "Besides, we can always get a bigger car . . ."
"I HEARD THAT!"
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4 years later:
"Is that another picture of mommy, daddy?"
"Yes, that's right."
"WHOA! She was HUGE. She must have been this big!" Virgil stretched out his arms as far as they would go.
Dante laughed. "She was pregnant with you when we took that picture. Anyway, isn't it time for you to go to bed?"
"But it's only 9!"
"Exactly, it's an hour past your bedtime. So go to bed, don't make me ask twice" he said naggingly
"Ok. . . but can you read me a story?"
"I might in a while. Which story did you want to hear?"
"I want you to read me. . . THIS one. It looks SO cool!" he nodded his head as he spoke, his jet-black hair swaying back and forth.
The book he was holding was an ancient book on the underworld and the dark night, Sparda. It was written in some unknown language.
"And where did you find THAT?"
"Ummm….."
"Virgil . . ."
"On a shelf in your room. Can you read it to me pleeeaaasse?"
"Virgil, you know better than to go into my room and take things, now hand the book over and go to bed."
"But. . ."
"Now."
Virgil handed the book over grumpily and walked up the stone stairs to his room.
"I thought I hid all of this away from him" he thought to himself. He had always tried his hardest to keep all of this "paranormal" stuff away from him. After all he was practically human.
It had come as a shock to him when test results came back with no abnormalities after he was born. He even brought in a 'special' doctor to see if the results were correct. They were almost right. There was barely 1% of demonic DNA in him. And (according to the 'specialist') they were dormant. He was also told that his son would be human in every way, and there is no known way the cells could become active. And even if they did, it would make barely any difference.
"No known way" he thought to himself. He had always wanted to be normal himself, but he was too much of a devil himself. He never got a chance, this time it would be different.
He flicked through the photo album, stopping on some pictures. Some bringing up some good memories, and some, painful ones.
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The day before Virgil was born:
Dante woke up suddenly to smoke, lots of smoke. "Fire." he thought. He looked for Trish next to him, she was gone.
"TRISH!" he shouted, as he made his way into the rooms upstairs to look for her. He could barely see his hand in front of his face.
"TRISH!" he shouted as he went downstairs. He could see the fire, the smoke making it glow a murky orange colour. He made his way into the flames, and tripped over a pair of legs.
She was half buried under rubble. He carefully got all of the rubble off of her, picked her up and brought her outside. He was greeted by the wailing of sirens, and a chilling breeze.
The ambulance ride was a nightmare, her eyes stared blankly at him as if she knew what was going to happen. Even her devil-powers couldn't help her now. When they arrived they took her away
Waiting outside the operating theatre, a doctor came up to him. He said that she would not make it, but they could save the baby if they performed a c-section. It all seemed like a blur to him, barely believing what had just happened in the space of one hour.
It was a whole day before he was allowed back in 'Devil Never Cry'. The insurance would cover everything, except the loss of Trish. It would probably be best to start over. He grabbed anything he could that survived the fire and took it with him.
The official cause of the fire was a 'faulty gas pipe'. Apparently, the pipe had started to leak into one of the rooms. Trish, (probably going to get a midnight snack) turned on the light causing an explosion, which knocked down a wooden beam, which in turn, knocked out Trish.
After a few months, he bought a small house near the coast away from others. It looked more like a miniature castle than anything else.
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Dante looked at the time. "11.00 already, better go to work." He muttered to himself. He went into his room, and put the book Virgil got onto the highest shelf. He pulled out another book, which revealed a switch. When pressed, the bookshelf slid back revealing a set of stairs leading down. Dante walked through into the darkness, and the case closed behind him.
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Ok, that took me ages, but I hope you liked it. If you did, then I want a review (note I don't like flames or constructive criticism because I'm a wuss) I write in my own style of writing (that'll stop people saying I have bad grammar) Its not bad grammar! It my STYLE! :P
This is only the first chapter, and the story WILL focus mainly on his son. I just had to explain a few things first, that's why he wasn't in it much. (but you need to know his background, so you can expect chapter two to be more about him)
But I bet your all dying to know what Dante does as a job aren't ya? Give me some good reviews, and I'll tell you in the next chapter.
One more thing, my first chapters are always longer than the other chapters (usually) and I'm sure this is true for most stories here (I can't guarantee that though :P)
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2 years after the defeat of Mundus:
"I couldn't believe I was going through with this. I mean getting married! I never thought that I would settle down, especially with my heritage. But here I am, standing in a CHURCH of all places, saying my vows. I wonder what they would think if they knew I was half-devil? Or if Trish was…" his thoughts were interrupted.
Dante Sparda, do you take Trish Smith to be your wife? Do you promise to love, honour, cherish and protect her, forsaking all others and holding only to her forevermore?
Two of the most important words of my life, "I do"
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Another 2 years later:
"Why do you always have to use names from those 'shoot up everything that moves' films?"
"But,"
"Were not CALLING HIM NEO! That is, if it's a boy, y'know it could just as easily be a girl."
"And if it is, what do you want to call her?"
"Anne's a nice name"
"PFFT! Too girly!"
*Sigh* "Victoria then?"
"Too posh. What about Nova?"
"NOVA? What kind of a girls name is that?! Sounds like some sort of old sci- fi show!"
"Ok Ok, calm down, Victoria is a lovely name. Sheesh….."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Besides, I already have a good idea for a boys name."
"Oh yeah? Gonna name him after me huh?" He remarked cheekily. "Sounds great, but a bit confusing if he gets in trouble, I might get confused."
"No, not you. I was thinking of naming him Virgil."
Dante stared at Trish he didn't expect her to choose his brother's name.
"You don't think it's a good idea then?" She said, seeing he was obviously frustrated by her suggestion.
"No, Virgil's a great name." He said with a smile.
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3 months later:
"Do you think I'm fat?"
"Wha.. what?"
"I know I'm 8 months pregnant, but do you think I'm fat?"
Dante smirked "What brought this on all of a sudden?" she just stared back, waiting for an answer.
"No, of course I don't think you're fat, you're beautiful." he kissed her, and walked out of the room. Then said quietly to himself "Besides, we can always get a bigger car . . ."
"I HEARD THAT!"
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4 years later:
"Is that another picture of mommy, daddy?"
"Yes, that's right."
"WHOA! She was HUGE. She must have been this big!" Virgil stretched out his arms as far as they would go.
Dante laughed. "She was pregnant with you when we took that picture. Anyway, isn't it time for you to go to bed?"
"But it's only 9!"
"Exactly, it's an hour past your bedtime. So go to bed, don't make me ask twice" he said naggingly
"Ok. . . but can you read me a story?"
"I might in a while. Which story did you want to hear?"
"I want you to read me. . . THIS one. It looks SO cool!" he nodded his head as he spoke, his jet-black hair swaying back and forth.
The book he was holding was an ancient book on the underworld and the dark night, Sparda. It was written in some unknown language.
"And where did you find THAT?"
"Ummm….."
"Virgil . . ."
"On a shelf in your room. Can you read it to me pleeeaaasse?"
"Virgil, you know better than to go into my room and take things, now hand the book over and go to bed."
"But. . ."
"Now."
Virgil handed the book over grumpily and walked up the stone stairs to his room.
"I thought I hid all of this away from him" he thought to himself. He had always tried his hardest to keep all of this "paranormal" stuff away from him. After all he was practically human.
It had come as a shock to him when test results came back with no abnormalities after he was born. He even brought in a 'special' doctor to see if the results were correct. They were almost right. There was barely 1% of demonic DNA in him. And (according to the 'specialist') they were dormant. He was also told that his son would be human in every way, and there is no known way the cells could become active. And even if they did, it would make barely any difference.
"No known way" he thought to himself. He had always wanted to be normal himself, but he was too much of a devil himself. He never got a chance, this time it would be different.
He flicked through the photo album, stopping on some pictures. Some bringing up some good memories, and some, painful ones.
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The day before Virgil was born:
Dante woke up suddenly to smoke, lots of smoke. "Fire." he thought. He looked for Trish next to him, she was gone.
"TRISH!" he shouted, as he made his way into the rooms upstairs to look for her. He could barely see his hand in front of his face.
"TRISH!" he shouted as he went downstairs. He could see the fire, the smoke making it glow a murky orange colour. He made his way into the flames, and tripped over a pair of legs.
She was half buried under rubble. He carefully got all of the rubble off of her, picked her up and brought her outside. He was greeted by the wailing of sirens, and a chilling breeze.
The ambulance ride was a nightmare, her eyes stared blankly at him as if she knew what was going to happen. Even her devil-powers couldn't help her now. When they arrived they took her away
Waiting outside the operating theatre, a doctor came up to him. He said that she would not make it, but they could save the baby if they performed a c-section. It all seemed like a blur to him, barely believing what had just happened in the space of one hour.
It was a whole day before he was allowed back in 'Devil Never Cry'. The insurance would cover everything, except the loss of Trish. It would probably be best to start over. He grabbed anything he could that survived the fire and took it with him.
The official cause of the fire was a 'faulty gas pipe'. Apparently, the pipe had started to leak into one of the rooms. Trish, (probably going to get a midnight snack) turned on the light causing an explosion, which knocked down a wooden beam, which in turn, knocked out Trish.
After a few months, he bought a small house near the coast away from others. It looked more like a miniature castle than anything else.
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Dante looked at the time. "11.00 already, better go to work." He muttered to himself. He went into his room, and put the book Virgil got onto the highest shelf. He pulled out another book, which revealed a switch. When pressed, the bookshelf slid back revealing a set of stairs leading down. Dante walked through into the darkness, and the case closed behind him.
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Ok, that took me ages, but I hope you liked it. If you did, then I want a review (note I don't like flames or constructive criticism because I'm a wuss) I write in my own style of writing (that'll stop people saying I have bad grammar) Its not bad grammar! It my STYLE! :P
This is only the first chapter, and the story WILL focus mainly on his son. I just had to explain a few things first, that's why he wasn't in it much. (but you need to know his background, so you can expect chapter two to be more about him)
But I bet your all dying to know what Dante does as a job aren't ya? Give me some good reviews, and I'll tell you in the next chapter.
One more thing, my first chapters are always longer than the other chapters (usually) and I'm sure this is true for most stories here (I can't guarantee that though :P)