Ahhh, sequels. More chance for mischief, wonder, and… mischief.
Well, people seemed to really like my first dmc fic. And when I suggested a sequel they jumped at it. If you have read my other story, (which I suggest you do or you will not understand this one very much) then you will know that all of my stories are 'easy going'. That means short and easy to read. Short being the obvious word here. Easy to read means, easy to read.
Ever had a time where you cant get a song out of your head? I have Europe's 'the final countdown' (a GREAT song BTW) going over and over in my head on the guitar solo.
Ok I'm going in circles now. I better start this sequel before Angie has a heart attack doing another "WHERE IS THE SEQUEL!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Review (followed by exactly 93 exclamation points) ^_^
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Virgil's first mission
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Summer!
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Vigil was sitting at his desk staring out of the window at the clouds going past. He looked at his watch, only 3 minutes to go before he could have a whole 6 weeks to himself. He hated being stuck in college. His father said he might take him on his first mission in a couple of weeks. That is, if he got good grades and the 'right type' of mission presented itself.
He had only discovered his powers just under a year ago, but he rarely got to use them. He could only use some of them at will. Things like increased hearing, smell, sight, and the sixth sense (knowing when someone or something is there). The really good ones like speed and strength could only be used when he was nervous or stressed in some way.
It was quite funny sometimes. He was NEVER bullied anymore, not even challenged. He remembered the incident quite well. A couple of guys trying to push their way into the dinner queue at lunch. Pushing a scrawny student out of the way, then Virgil stepped in. They had no idea what they were messing with.
Even though Virgil knew what he was, he was still quite nervous about confronting two guys. And, when they tried to push him out of they way, he pushed back. He pushed a little too hard. The guy flew halfway across the dining hall and into someone's mash potatoes. Woops.
He was almost expelled, and his father wasn't too happy either. It earned him some SERIOUS respect at college though.
He remembered what Quays had said. It was like triggering, except without the need of Alistor or Ifrit. Something to do with his mother's powers and his fathers combined. He didn't really have a clue what it meant.
Although the demonic power in the items could not change him any further, his father wouldn't let him near the thunder sword or the flame gauntlets. Quays said it should be ok to use them. It seemed a bit unfair to Virgil.
37% demonic DNA. Sounded strange, he thought his mother was a complete demon. Not according to Quays. She was human, but had demonic powers, so it all kinda fit into place.
The bell going off interrupted Virgil's thoughts. "At last!" Virgil grabbed his things and left with all of the other students. When he got outside he met up with a slim, dark-haired girl.
"Hey, how was school?"
"It's college, not school Nicole. And it was ok, at least it's the summer holidays again."
They started to walk back to Virgil's house.
"Has your dad said anything yet?"
"Yeah. If I get good grades then he will let me come on the next 'suitable' mission."
"What a job. Sounds like fun. Wish I could come along."
"I don't think so. No offence, but you would probably get sliced up quicker than…"
"Yeah I know, I was being sarcastic." Nicole interrupted. "And I know you are not exaggerating either. Your life is going to be interesting, Virgil."
"Don't I know it?"
"So, Virgil. what are you doing tonight? Me and the guys are going to get drunk. Wanna join us?"
"I would love to,"
"But?"
"But, my dad's continuing my training tonight. I get to use his guns." Virgil smirked.
"Cool, can I watch?"
"Nicole, my dad's still quite nervous that you even KNOW about me. Or him for that matter, I don't think it's a very good idea for you to show up."
"Oh well, worth a try. I'll just get pissed instead. See ya Virgil."
"See ya." Nicole went off down a fork in the road, Virgil stopped off at a small shop and bought a drink. It was going to be a long walk home. He carried down along the dusty road looking at the sky, there were some big clouds in the distance. Looks like a storm maybe.
Virgil was about halfway there when he decided to sit down by the road and have his drink. He lay up against a tree, and drank it in a couple of gulps. The sun was shining in his face making him drowsy. He drifted off into a light sleep, and began to dream.
He was in a house, one that he did not recognise. He had a restricted view, someone was holding him by the neck. He could see a pool of blood on the stairs, and a sword impaled in the ground next to him. It was Alistor. He tried to reach for the sword, but failed. He then saw who was holding him, he had a very pale face, all scarred and covered in scabs. He then opened his mouth to reveal a sharp set of teeth, and a long, slithery tongue. It reached out and touched him on the cheek. He then woke up. It was raining. And his face was getting wet.
The dream had startled Virgil, who soon found out that even a bad dream could trigger his demonic side. Re ran home at a blazing speed, avoiding the worst of the storm.
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Do I write this stuff fast? Or do I write this stuff fast? I have too many possibilities in my head at the moment, so don't even THINK about what is happening next (you will never guess).
I cant believe I managed to do a sequel, I hope I can write a chapter a day like last time.
If you think this is a good start for a sequel, then REVIEW IT!
Thank you.
Well, people seemed to really like my first dmc fic. And when I suggested a sequel they jumped at it. If you have read my other story, (which I suggest you do or you will not understand this one very much) then you will know that all of my stories are 'easy going'. That means short and easy to read. Short being the obvious word here. Easy to read means, easy to read.
Ever had a time where you cant get a song out of your head? I have Europe's 'the final countdown' (a GREAT song BTW) going over and over in my head on the guitar solo.
Ok I'm going in circles now. I better start this sequel before Angie has a heart attack doing another "WHERE IS THE SEQUEL!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Review (followed by exactly 93 exclamation points) ^_^
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Virgil's first mission
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Summer!
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Vigil was sitting at his desk staring out of the window at the clouds going past. He looked at his watch, only 3 minutes to go before he could have a whole 6 weeks to himself. He hated being stuck in college. His father said he might take him on his first mission in a couple of weeks. That is, if he got good grades and the 'right type' of mission presented itself.
He had only discovered his powers just under a year ago, but he rarely got to use them. He could only use some of them at will. Things like increased hearing, smell, sight, and the sixth sense (knowing when someone or something is there). The really good ones like speed and strength could only be used when he was nervous or stressed in some way.
It was quite funny sometimes. He was NEVER bullied anymore, not even challenged. He remembered the incident quite well. A couple of guys trying to push their way into the dinner queue at lunch. Pushing a scrawny student out of the way, then Virgil stepped in. They had no idea what they were messing with.
Even though Virgil knew what he was, he was still quite nervous about confronting two guys. And, when they tried to push him out of they way, he pushed back. He pushed a little too hard. The guy flew halfway across the dining hall and into someone's mash potatoes. Woops.
He was almost expelled, and his father wasn't too happy either. It earned him some SERIOUS respect at college though.
He remembered what Quays had said. It was like triggering, except without the need of Alistor or Ifrit. Something to do with his mother's powers and his fathers combined. He didn't really have a clue what it meant.
Although the demonic power in the items could not change him any further, his father wouldn't let him near the thunder sword or the flame gauntlets. Quays said it should be ok to use them. It seemed a bit unfair to Virgil.
37% demonic DNA. Sounded strange, he thought his mother was a complete demon. Not according to Quays. She was human, but had demonic powers, so it all kinda fit into place.
The bell going off interrupted Virgil's thoughts. "At last!" Virgil grabbed his things and left with all of the other students. When he got outside he met up with a slim, dark-haired girl.
"Hey, how was school?"
"It's college, not school Nicole. And it was ok, at least it's the summer holidays again."
They started to walk back to Virgil's house.
"Has your dad said anything yet?"
"Yeah. If I get good grades then he will let me come on the next 'suitable' mission."
"What a job. Sounds like fun. Wish I could come along."
"I don't think so. No offence, but you would probably get sliced up quicker than…"
"Yeah I know, I was being sarcastic." Nicole interrupted. "And I know you are not exaggerating either. Your life is going to be interesting, Virgil."
"Don't I know it?"
"So, Virgil. what are you doing tonight? Me and the guys are going to get drunk. Wanna join us?"
"I would love to,"
"But?"
"But, my dad's continuing my training tonight. I get to use his guns." Virgil smirked.
"Cool, can I watch?"
"Nicole, my dad's still quite nervous that you even KNOW about me. Or him for that matter, I don't think it's a very good idea for you to show up."
"Oh well, worth a try. I'll just get pissed instead. See ya Virgil."
"See ya." Nicole went off down a fork in the road, Virgil stopped off at a small shop and bought a drink. It was going to be a long walk home. He carried down along the dusty road looking at the sky, there were some big clouds in the distance. Looks like a storm maybe.
Virgil was about halfway there when he decided to sit down by the road and have his drink. He lay up against a tree, and drank it in a couple of gulps. The sun was shining in his face making him drowsy. He drifted off into a light sleep, and began to dream.
He was in a house, one that he did not recognise. He had a restricted view, someone was holding him by the neck. He could see a pool of blood on the stairs, and a sword impaled in the ground next to him. It was Alistor. He tried to reach for the sword, but failed. He then saw who was holding him, he had a very pale face, all scarred and covered in scabs. He then opened his mouth to reveal a sharp set of teeth, and a long, slithery tongue. It reached out and touched him on the cheek. He then woke up. It was raining. And his face was getting wet.
The dream had startled Virgil, who soon found out that even a bad dream could trigger his demonic side. Re ran home at a blazing speed, avoiding the worst of the storm.
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Do I write this stuff fast? Or do I write this stuff fast? I have too many possibilities in my head at the moment, so don't even THINK about what is happening next (you will never guess).
I cant believe I managed to do a sequel, I hope I can write a chapter a day like last time.
If you think this is a good start for a sequel, then REVIEW IT!
Thank you.