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~Rogue~
By: Aerys Krystie.
"Are you retarded?"
Dante glared at the blond. How the hell was he meant to know what a 'Nephilim' was? He wasn't the scholar in the family. Dante had no doubt that if that word was mentioned in front of his brother, then Vergil would be able to tell Krad the exact date it came to be known. Dante, on the other hand, preferred to shoot first and then ask questions. So, yeah, in Krad's words, he might be a little retarded. It didn't mean he didn't know who the bad guys were.
Krad had seen the glare and then the vacant look in Dante's eyes. It seemed that the glazed over, 'closed for vacation' look was about the only one Dante could pull off correctly. Krad suppressed a growl. "You're the demon spawn of Sparda and he never once mentioned the word 'Nephilim' to you? Do you even know how to spell it?"
Dante had almost had it with Krad's mouth and was going to a hole through that pretty forehead until something actually clicked. How did Krad know he was the son of Sparda? As far as Dante knew not that many humans were even aware of Sparda's existence, much less his children. Dante sat down in his chair again. "No, he never mentioned that to me. At least, not that I can remember. As for spelling it, I know how to spell 'fuck you' without trying."
Krad rolled his eyes. "Don't try to strain yourself. I'll be needing you at your best. Which had better be a lot better than I've previously seen you do. Don't argue the fact. I can kill the Nephilim, I just need you to take out its master."
"Would just tell me what it is?" Dante was getting bored. They could worry about the finer details of the Nephilim's master slave relationship later. Dante just wanted to know what made a Nephilim so powerful and scary. "And while you're at it, why not tell me who you are as well. I'm getting sick of you knowing everything about me and I only know your first name."
"Brat. Fine, I'll start with who I am. I'm Krad Hikari and I am a Nephilim hunter. Demons are just a plus." Krad shrugged. "Now, as for a Nephilim, they're a half-breed, like you." And me. "And they are fucking powerful. You know the first war in heaven where Lucifer got his ass kicked?" Dante nodded. "A Nephilim has the ability to start another war like that. Only, that did happen, a while ago now. Before you were even a twinkle in your old man's eye. There are very, very few angels remaining in heaven and thus, Nephilims were created." Krad made sure he was talking slow enough for Dante to listen to everything. It was a relief to see that the half demon was actually taking in what was being said. Krad would've killed him if he wasn't.
Dante frowned slightly. "So, instead of creating more angels, god let the angels go and knock up humans instead?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"That's just stupid!" Dante shook his head. Why let half-breeds run around that can create another war in heaven? Krad seemed to catch onto what he was thinking and smirked.
"Because the remaining angels are the ones that are loyal to god. Michael, Gabriel and Raphael are still up there. Even a second time they weren't tempted to try and overthrow god. And can you blame god for getting sick of his angels always starting wars? If I were god, I sure as fuck wouldn't create anymore of them, just so they can turn heaven into a flaming pit." Krad jumped onto the desk and crouched in front of Dante.
"So, a Nephilim is an angel and a human half-breed?" Krad nodded and Dante sighed, closing his eyes. It was a bit of an information overload for him. He didn't even know angels existed and now he knew there were angel half-breeds. Like the demon half-breeds weren't bad enough. "And you hunt Nephilims? Why?"
"I don't hunt all Nephilims, just the ones that want to create hell on earth, like some of the demons you've killed or try to bring heaven down, again." Krad watched Dante's face for any sort of reaction, happy when there wasn't one.
"So, how many Nephilims are on earth?"
"Two. Many of the Nephilim fetuses die or get aborted. Like, once every thousand years will a Nephilim be born. A millennium and a half ago, twin Nephilims were born and one went crazy. It was up to the other to kill the rogue brother and he thought he had succeeded."
Dante cracked an eye open. "So how do you kill a Nephilim then?"
"No demon or human or plant or animal or even bacterial matter can kill a Nephilim," Krad answered honestly, wondering if Dante would pick up on it.
Dante frowned and sat up, staring at Krad. "So how do you kill them then?"
Krad shrugged cockily. "I don't remember saying I was a demon or a human. But I never said I wasn't, either."
"So, basically you just hunt them down and don't kill them?" Dante shook his head. "What do you need me for then? Want someone to hold your hand during the train ride to find this other Nephilim?"
Krad rolled his eyes. How dense could Dante be? It seemed he was going to be rather stupid about the whole matter and Krad disliked the idea of having to ask his help but Dante was a powerful demon. And if the one that had summoned the dead Nephilim back to life was a demon…Well, Krad was going to be too preoccupied with the Nephilim to worry about a demon or a human. Hell, even if the stray dog that lived down the street was the one that did it, Krad still wouldn't care. The Nephilim was his responsibility, unfortunately.
"If it makes sense to you, then yes. That's what I want your company for," Krad retorted, not bothering to hide his sarcasm. "We'll have to leave as soon as possible. I would suggest you find someone to watch over Patty for a few months because finding the other Nephilim might take just that long." Krad stood and stepped off the desk.
"Hey, goldilocks? How do you know all of this?"
"Nephilim Hunter Association. You should look us up in the Yellow Pages some time." Krad threw himself down on the sofa and closed his eyes, wanting to get as much sleep as possible before spending a arduous day with Dante.
Dante stayed where he was for a while longer, dissecting the information he had just been given. It had been too long winded for his liking but he had finally narrowed it down to three factors. One, Krad needed him for his awesomeness. Two, Krad needed to find that other Nephilim and so it can kill the rogue one. And three, Krad was male. Krad had to be male. Then again, Dante had never heard of the Nephilim Hunter Association before, so they could allow females into their little club. Dante got to his feet and checked up on Patty, seeing that she was still sleeping soundly. He went into the little room that he called his own and kicked the door shut, throwing himself onto the bed.
Angels? Dad never mentioned anything about them. I wonder why…? Dante closed his eyes and had a series of weird dreams. All of them consisting of white and black feathers, red and blue energy orbs and a lot of sexual tension that would have him waking up grumpy.
Krad had woken a few hours earlier when Patty turned the television on. She grinned at him and Krad greeted her, sitting up so she had somewhere to sit. He noticed her grin disappear as she stared at him and Krad cursed quietly. He had forgotten about the battle with the demons and the fact that his clothing was still stained with their blood. He said there was a small accident and got to his feet, getting clean clothing and going to the bathroom. He showered quickly and dressed, walking out and pulling his shoes on. He waited until the show had finished before asking Patty if she wanted to go out for breakfast. She beamed and nodded and asked about Dante. Krad said something about the early bird getting the worm and they left.
They went to a little café and the waitress complimented Krad about how adorable his little sister was. Krad just raised an eyebrow and asked where the family resemblance was that she could see. Patty had sandy blond hair and blue eyes; Krad had golden blond hair and matching eyes. There was no way possible anyone could mistake them for brother and sister and Patty just laughed. Krad ruffled her hair and they placed their orders. Patty asked Krad if he had anymore of those picture books with a similar storyline as the one she had read the previous day. Krad nodded and said she could read his entire collection. Patty smiled happily and their food was delivered, along with the waitress's phone number. Krad quietly told her that he was gay and handed the slip of paper back to her.
Patty mentioned that Dante had been trying to get her phone number for months. Krad smirked and called the waitress back over, asking for the number as he was sure he could change who he was for someone so beautiful. The waitress gave him a sultry smile and handed him the slip of paper again. Krad was going to enjoy flaunting that. As they ate, Krad told Patty that he and Dante would be leaving for an unknown amount of time. The girl just nodded and said she had overheard the conversation last night. Krad smiled. At least she was being mature about it. No doubt Dante would kick and scream the entire way and Krad wasn't looking forward to that. Krad paid for their meal, giving the waitress a generous tip. They sat there for a few minutes longer as Krad finished his coffee and Patty finished her hot chocolate.
As they left, Krad lifted a hand to shield the morning sun from his eyes. He could've sworn he just saw the other Nephilim on the rooftop a few blocks away. He took Patty's hand and said they were going to get the tickets. Patty nodded and took Krad to the train station. Krad was going to get separate compartments but inwardly smirked when he discovered some wonderful information. He got the tickets and they headed back to the Devil May Cry building. When they got in, Krad wasn't surprised that Dante was still asleep and told Patty to go watch the telly while he tried to wake up that moron brother of hers.
Krad went into Dante's room and shook his shoulder. There was a muffled 'fuck off' and Krad raised an eyebrow. "Dante, get your lazy, lopsided ass up before I return with ice," Krad threatened and Dante opened his exposed eye, glaring up at him. "Our ride leaves in a couple of hours and unlike you, I would like to get some clothing for the trip."
Dante sighed and sat up, running his hands through his hair. He looked up to yell at Krad but the blond had already left the room. Dante groaned and pulled on his shirt and jacket, stepping out into the main room, looking around. He asked Patty what she wanted for breakfast and was informed that Krad had already given her something to eat. Dante turned his eyes to the blond and only saw a piece of paper with a number written on it. Krad revealed that it was Tilly's phone number and Dante tried to snatch it out of the blond's grasp, which slipped it into the back pocket of white jeans and smirked. Krad walked out of the doors, saying that it was sad how a gay guy could get her phone number and he couldn't. Dante's blood boiled and he stared at Patty in shock when she said that Dante owed her twenty bucks and that there was some pizza from last night in the fridge.
Dante heated up the pizza and paid Patty for whatever it was that he owed her. Dante had learnt not to ask what the money was for, not wanting to deal with the drama that came from it. With the pizza done, Dante sat down at his desk and flipped through the magazines on there. He noticed that Patty was going through Krad's suitcase and asked what she was doing. She said she was looking for more of Krad's picture books as she liked the stories in them. Dante raised an eyebrow but didn't really want to know what tho…'Picture books'?
"What 'picture books'?" Dante asked as he stood behind the sofa, looking into Krad's suitcase, not surprised that everything in it was white.
"I think Krad called them manga. He gave me one to read yesterday while he did that." Patty pointed to the card castle on the table and Dante wondered how he was able to miss that last night. Stopping for a second, Patty handed Dante the manga she read yesterday.
Dante flipped through the pages, reading every once in a while. He raised an eyebrow. "He let you read this filth?"
Patty nodded. "Yeah. I really liked that one but I was hoping to see a bit more action. I mean, a peck on the lips? I see worse on the tube, Dante. Besides, it was a really sweet story of how two friends can be closer than anything else and how their love blossomed from that. They had known each other since they were born, as their mother's were friends. Of course, there was a falling out between the two husbands and the kids were banned from seeing each other but they always found a way. Score!" Patty looked at the four other books she had managed to find and grinned a little psychotically. Krad had no idea what kind of a monster he had created.
Dante sighed and dropped the one Patty had already read into the open suitcase and took the other books from her hands. He wanted to make sure there wasn't anything too explicit in them. He read one and handed it to her, deeming it clean enough. One of the four weren't for young eyes and Dante kept that one, not wanting Patty to see any of the sexual positions in it. Dante wasn't even sure how one of the positions was possible but the characters managed to find a way. He went back to his desk and sat down, going back to his magazines.
Krad returned an hour and a half later, a new suitcase filled with everything he thought he would need for the trip. A lot of clean clothing and some cleaning cloths for his blades as he wasn't going to release his wings in front of Dante. No, Dante would have to work that one out for himself. Krad realized he was giving the half-demon a little too much credit about that and looked over at said half-breed, who had one the magazines over his face. Krad kicked the desk and told the half-breed that he had better be ready. Patty inquired as to who would be looking after her and Morrison showed up on cue.
"Krad already informed me of what's happening and I say the sooner you two leave, the better. Christ knows what that Nephilim could be up to. I'll make sure Patty and I go into hiding so she can't be used against you."
Krad smiled at Morrison. He had a feeling the Nephilim wouldn't sink as low as a hostage. Krad couldn't speak for its master, though. He shifted at the thought. What kind of a monster had resurrected the Nephilim? Whatever it was, it was powerful and had the ability to get its hands some ancient and dangerous black magic. Why was it interested in Dante, though? It couldn't be the Nephilim's personal interest so it fell to the master. Krad came out of his thoughts when Dante said his name. Nothing was making sense anymore and it was beginning to annoy Krad.
"So, you ready, goldilocks?" Dante stopped at the door and looked over his shoulder.
Krad hugged Patty and told her to be good for Morrison and if she was, he would make her something special the next time he saw her. Patty promised she would be on her best behavior but Morrison didn't look convinced. Krad made sure he had the tickets as he and Dante left Devil May Cry. Neither of them said anything, for the sake of the silence. Both got the feeling that the trip was going to be murder, metaphorically. Dante glanced at Krad, still finding it hard to believe it was male. In the late morning sun, Krad looked extremely feminine and that was when the silence was broken by Krad's snicker.
"You could make a lump of meat look like a female, Dante. You seriously need to get laid." Krad shook his head as they entered the train station and Krad led Dante to the correct platform.
Dante kept his mouth shut, simply because he didn't want to be arrested or kill an innocent. He suppressed a cold shiver and noticed the same feeling go through Krad. He must be thinking the same thing. Dante looked up as a train blew its whistle. Krad didn't stand near the yellow line but offered his seat to an elderly lady who had her grandchild with her. Krad smiled warmly and Dante looked away. So he can act human when he wants to. Dante caught the can of soda that was thrown at him. I might have to watch what I think around him.
Dante looked at Krad, again. The blond was keeping the lady's granddaughter amused with some slight of hand. As Dante watched, he noticed that Krad's aura was different. He had noticed the difference around Patty, as well. The blond seemed relaxed, like he was enjoying himself whenever he entertained children. Some people would see that as something sick but Dante knew there was a different reason behind Krad's patience for children. Dante was curious about it but it didn't last much longer as Krad stood straight and said goodbye to the girl and her grandmother as a train pulled up, handing Dante his ticket.
They both closed their eyes as the train hissed to a stop and stood back, waiting for the rush to die off before boarding themselves. They showed the conductor their tickets and Dante noticed the strange look the man gave them but showed them to their compartments. They were bid a good trip and Dante looked at his ticket before he glared at Krad. The blond was putting his suitcase away but Dante could see the smirk on his face.
"We are not a couple!" Dante exploded.
"You're so insecure," Krad sighed and faced the raging half-demon. "Calm down before you do strain something. It was cheaper to go couple than to get us separate ones."
Dante threw himself down onto the seat and closed his eyes. Already the trip was sucking and he only had another few weeks or months to deal with it. Without killing the blond? Dante doubted it.
End Chapter II.
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