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~Rogue~
By: Aerys Krystie.
"Why the fuck am I your weakness?" Dante asked as he stood back-to-back with Krad, keeping his eyes on Vergil and Krad doing the same with Dark. He ignored the stinging in his back as Krad's feathers cut into him.
"Is this really the time or place to be asking such a retarded question?"
Dante and Krad leapt at their rivals. The metal of the swords clanging rang through the desert air as the sun beat down on them. There was blood splattered on the cliff top and Krad glared at the body of his brother. Dante had received a cut to his chest, which had healed over and Krad was still bleeding from his temple. The angel needed rest to heal, unlike the half-demons.
Krad jumped into the air and kicked the Nephilim into the ground, liking the dent that was made around the evil angel on impact. The Nephilim recovered quickly and Krad cursed. It was going to be hell trying to remove that thing's heart if it didn't feel any pain. Krad hissed as he received a shin to the gut and coughed, trying to regain his breath. He jumped back from a fist and brought out his blades, watching as the Nephilim did the same. Krad retracted his wings, not wanting to slice up Dante's back anymore if they were to go back-to-back again.
Dante ducked as Vergil swung his sword at him and tripped his brother. The older half-demon rolled out of the way as Dante went for the kill shot. The younger twin cursed and glared over at his brother. He decided to go on the defense until Vergil was worn out enough for him to kill. He ended up back-to-back with Krad again as they caught their breath. Dante glanced over his shoulder.
"I thought you were all-powerful and shit? You're getting your ass kicked as badly as I am!"
"Can it, douchebag or I might turn against all three of you."
Dante charged at Vergil again and slipped to the right of his brother, cutting him shallowly along the throat. He deflected an attack Vergil made and went in with his own. He growled when Rebellion was knocked out of his hands and switched to Ebony and Ivory. He fired mercilessly at Vergil as he tried to locate where Rebellion had gotten to. He couldn't see his sword anywhere near him and cursed again. Just his luck.
Krad narrowed his eyes as he caught the fist heading towards his face. He blocked the kick with his leg and broke the arm he held. The Nephilim laughed at the pain and Krad took that opportunity to reach into the insane angel's chest. He looked over at Dante when the half-demon cried out profanities and saw that Vergil had managed to shove his sword through his twin's shoulder. Krad's eyes widened and he gasped as the Nephilim cut his throat. Krad held it as he fell to his knees and glared at the bastard. They couldn't lose! They weren't allowed to.
Krad released his throat and with a blood covered hand, removed the bracelet. It was time to see if his uncle, father and Lucifer were right. The Nephilim's glowing amethyst eyes widened with fear and it stepped back. Vergil also stepped away from Dante, who stared the half-angel. He smirked when he saw what Krad did. It seemed to be enough for the Nephilim and his twin to back away. They obviously weren't expecting Krad to do that.
Dante got to his feet, the wound in his shoulder healing and he called Rebellion to him. He was going to attack Vergil but was distracted by the weird light show that was going on. He looked at Krad and saw that the blond was hovering in the air, with wisps of white, gold and violet lights wrapping around him. When Krad landed, Dante's eyes widened. If there was an angel that could put Lucifer to shame, it was the golden blond that the three of them were staring at. Krad turned to Dante and Vergil and the normally glowing gold eyes were still glowing but swirled between gold and amethyst. His wings that usually reflected all the colors of the rainbow were pure white. The wounds he had endured were gone and his normally straight hair was curled slightly. He was the most beautiful being Dante had ever seen.
Krad smirked and Dante grinned. The blond was in control of the entity. "Now we can fuck them up."
Dante laughed and turned back to his brother, who was still staring in shock at the blond. There were screams of pain from the Nephilim but Dante ignored that. Vergil seemed to have lost his will to try and win and closed his eyes, shaking his head slowly. He was a fool and he knew it. He had tried to do something that wasn't going to work and sometimes, Vergil had to question his actions. Why did he want to make another hell? So he could be ruler of it. He opened his eyes and stared at Dante. If his twin didn't finish him off then the angel would and Vergil would rather be taken out by a demon than by one of god's lapdogs.
Plus, seeing the speed that the angel moved at and the pain it was inflicting on its own brother was enough to make Vergil want to die by the sword. As he watched, Krad was melting parts of Dark's body with his feathers. He was torturing the Nephilim instead of just killing it and that was something that made Vergil shudder. There was always a fate worse than death and once he and the Nephilim returned to hell, they would have to deal with Lucifer. Vergil sighed and ran at Dante, wanting to put up some sort of a fight so he could out in a blaze of glory.
Dante easily evaded the attacks his brother sent his way, knowing that the older twin's heart wasn't in it anymore. They really should've known that Krad was going to go all celestial on their ass. But they continued on with it anyway? What were they thinking? Dante's eyes widened as the ground beneath them began to quake and crack. "Now what?" he demanded, jumping to the side and Vergil doing the same. He looked at Krad just in time to see the blond rip the Nephilim's heart out and crush it. The Nephilim fell to the ground and into a crack that was opening.
The smell of brimstone was more potent than normal and Dante had to hold his arm up to his nose as waves of heat and the stench came up through the cracks. Cries of torturous pain floated up in the waves and Vergil paled. He knew that was soon going to be his fate. Dante raised an eyebrow as it all disappeared and the ground looked like it had five minutes ago. There was a fourth person with them though and Dante groaned. Lucifer had risen from hell to take Vergil back personally? Dante couldn't believe the star treatment his big brother was receiving.
"Inventory finished, huh, Luci?" Krad asked as he stood beside Dante.
Lucifer smirked at Krad. "I finished it the day you two left. I never mentioned how much of it was to be done and eventually I gave it to a lower demon." He turned his dark blue eyes to Vergil and he lost whatever amusement was playing on his face.
Vergil shifted. He wasn't ashamed of what he had tried to do and he wasn't going to beg forgiveness from the first of the fallen. He would go down with his dignity still in tact. Of course, while he was in hell whatever dignity he had left would diminish. He waited patiently for Lucifer to speak to him as he knew the longer it took, the longer he was out of hell for. Vergil had already clawed his way out more than once. Doing it again didn't seem that difficult.
"There is one thing I cannot stand," Lucifer began, pacing back and forth. "And that is foolish half-casts that believe they can pull the wool over my eyes. I am the fucking devil, you twit. I invented pulling the wool over someone's eyes. Did you really think you could fool me long enough to complete the ritual and make your own hell?" Lucifer shook his head and glared at Vergil. "You are only the son of a demon. You would not be able to run a hell. You should stick to getting your ass kicked by your baby brother. It seems to be the only thing I can count on you to do."
Krad chuckled which turned into laughter when Vergil glared at him. The older twin really wanted to try and piss him off? Krad would be more than happy to kick his ass back into hell and make him Lucifer's bitch. Of course, he decided that maybe Lucifer wanted to do that himself and quieted his laughter as he waited for Vergil's rebuttal.
"I thought it would've been something you would like. To have all these mortals as your servants." Vergil shrugged. It wasn't the truth and everyone there knew that. But to be told he was only the son of a demon was a kick in the pants. It wasn't just any demon. He was the son of Sparda.
"Lying is a sin, Vergil," Lucifer taunted and walked up to the half-demon. "You will not only become my bitch but I know that your demon blood will make the tortures I could put you through seem like a walk in the park. So, for one thousand years of hell time, you will be mortal. Yes, I have the power to do that. Sparda was one of my fallen brethren. I ruled him as I will rule you."
Vergil's eyes widened in fear. He was going to be a mortal in hell? He should've seen something like that coming but even if he was expecting it, it didn't make the punishment seem any less nerve wracking. A thousand years in hell was going to kill him but he knew what a heartless bastard Lucifer could be and just nodded. He would accept any punishment that asshole gave him and he would do it with honor. He hissed as Lucifer placed a burning hand on his shoulder and forced him through the earth.
Lucifer turned to the other half-breeds and smirked. "Krad, you look very beautiful like that. I told you that the 'evil' you harbor can be used for good. I would not stay in that form for too long, however. It might just try to overrun you." The earth opened and Lucifer stepped towards it, stopping when Krad cleared his throat. "Oh, yes. And thank you for your help."
When Lucifer stepped into the crack and it closed, Krad went over to the bracelet and put it onto his left wrist again. He sighed as he felt like himself again, instead of some killing machine. He looked over at Dante, who was smirking at him. Krad lowered his eyes and headed for the base edge of the cliff top, wanting to get home so he could take a shower and sleep for a week. Dante joined him and they climbed down in silence. As they walked back through the desert, Dante glanced at the blond.
"So how was I your weakness?"
Krad shook his head. "You've got a one-track mind at times." He smiled at the half-breed. "As your brother was wording it in his head: how clichéd for a half-angel to fall for a half-demon."
Dante frowned slightly and let the words sink in. He blinked and looked at Krad who was walking with his eyes closed, enjoying a random breeze than came up. Glowing gold eyes opened and Dante shrugged. Of course it was clichéd. That's the way the world worked sometimes and Dante wasn't going to fight it. As long as he got laid at some point along the way, he would be more than happy to live out the cliché.
Back in town, Dante and Krad checked into the hotel and stumbled up to their rooms. They showered and hit the bed. Krad fell asleep instantly but Dante was thinking, something that would've shocked the half-angel. Blocking out the sounds on the street outside his window, Dante wondered about Krad. He had Patty to go home to but Krad had just killed whatever family he had left and Dante doubted the blond had any friends that were waiting for his return.
Dante was aware that being a half-breed was bound to be a lonely life. But why would a half-angel have a lonely life? Aren't angels meant to attract people to them, like flies to honey? Or did Krad repel them, out of fear he would let down his walls and lose the person he cared for? That seemed like the only logical reason to Dante. He was the same. They were never going to age and quite frankly, watching everyone you care about grow old and die is a tormenting process. They were never going to find someone that was immortal to fall in love with and have a happy life. With that thought going through his head, Dante closed his eyes and fell asleep. Being an angel sucked just as much as being a demon.
Dante woke the next morning feeling refreshed, like he had slept for a week. He was starving but that was to be expected after the battle he had the previous day and the walk back didn't help, either. He showered quickly and headed downstairs to the dining room of the hotel. There was some sort of party going on and Krad was doing his parlor trick for the children again and most of the adults were watching with interest. The adults lost interest when Krad stepped off the chair and grinned at the children, who 'tackled' the blond to the floor. Krad laughed and the kids looked up as Dante joined them. Krad looked up at the half-demon from the floor and greeted him. Dante just raised an eyebrow and asked what he was doing.
"What I normally do." Krad shrugged and got to his feet. "I'm making children happy and in a world like today, they need all the happiness they can get." Krad picked up a piece of paper and folded it into a butterfly, handing it to a little girl that looked like she was six years old. "And just because I can't be happy doesn't mean I should make them unhappy."
Dante nodded and went to a spare table, ordering the entire breakfast menu. He hadn't eaten the previous day and had to make up for the lost energy. As he drank his coffee, waiting for the large order to come, he watched Krad. The blond was always the happiest when he was making other people happy. Dante had noticed that. Everything Krad did was to make sure that another person was smiling, even if the blond was dying on the inside. Krad was the complete opposite to Dante in a lot of ways.
Dante was quite selfish; Krad was selfless. Dante couldn't stand children and only kept Patty around to clean up his office; Krad adored children and went out of his way to make them laugh. And the biggest one so far, Dante was a demon and Krad was an angel. They would cancel each other out or die trying. Dante was curious how long he would last in a relationship with Krad before the blond killed him. He lost that train of thought as his order was placed in front of by three waitresses and two of the cooks.
Dante ate his breakfast quickly as Krad continued to entertain the children. As Dante finished, Krad said he had to leave and hugged each child before joining Dante at the table. Krad got himself a glass of orange juice and asked Dante if he was ready to leave. Dante was more than ready to get back to killing demons instead of saving the world. He honestly hoped he would never have to do that again but also knew that he had pissed one or more of the fates off. The half-breeds stood and left the hotel, heading to the train station.
Krad got their tickets and as they waited for their train, Dante asked, "Where are you heading to now?"
Krad shrugged. "Any place that needs some hope breathed into it, I guess." Krad smiled as he thought about the small differences he could make in a town. He and Dante had just made a huge difference but no-one would know that. No-one was aware of the apocalypse that had almost happened and Krad liked it that way.
Dante nodded and they waited for the train in silence. When the locomotive pulled up, they boarded and took a seat in a cart that would remain practically empty for the duration of the ride. Krad sat by the window, legs crossed, resting his chin lightly on his hand as he lowered his eyes in thought. Dante studied the blond. It was obvious to anyone that Krad looked angelic and people didn't realize just how right they were.
Dante lied down and closed his eyes. It wasn't up to him to think such nonsense and the sooner the blond was out of his life, the better everything would be. He wouldn't be thinking such gay thoughts and he could go back to his normal life of being shot down by women that secretly wanted him but didn't want to give in. Dante would take his payment, deciding it would be whatever he wanted and never think of Krad again. Of course, not wanting to think of the blond meant that he was thinking about the angel a great deal and blamed it on the lack of sex he'd been receiving lately.
Dante cracked an eye open when Krad got to his feet and left the cart. He closed it again when the door was closed. Whatever was eating the blond wasn't his problem and he was looking forward to getting a nap before having to deal with questions from Patty and Morrison. It was a four day trip back to the city he had set his business up in and he sighed. He was stuck with the blond until then, unless Krad got off at an earlier stop. Dante opened his eyes when Krad shook his shoulders. A grinning Nephilim was something that worried Dante, especially when Krad took his wrist and pulled him to his feet.
Dante sighed as he allowed Krad to drag him through the carts until they got to the dining one. It was empty, save for a family of five, a young and old couple. On one of the tables, there were two strawberry sundaes. Dante's eyes lit up and he hadn't realized how much he had missed them. He didn't even think about them and they weren't one of the temptations in hell, either. It was probably difficult to stop ice-cream from melting that pit but it still would've nice. Not that Dante could complain. He was able to have his fill of pizza and that was just as good as his sundaes.
Dante sat down and picked up the spoon. He glanced at Krad. "This isn't my payment, is it?"
Krad looked at him and shook his head. "You get to ask for whatever you want for your payment. That's what you decided, isn't it?"
Dante raised an eyebrow. Krad was going to let him ask for anything as payment? Dante shrugged. If he asked for a country to rule, would Krad give it to him? The blond snorted and slowly ate his sundae. Dante finished his before Krad was even half way through his. Dante reached over with spoon and sighed when Krad slapped his hand away. Instead, Dante grabbed the glass that held the sundae and licked the ice-cream, handing it back to Krad, who just raised an eyebrow and stared at him.
"Real mature, Dante. Are you going to pick your nose next?" Krad groaned in disgust as Dante removed the glove from his right hand and put the rest of his sundae in front of the half-demon. "Fine!"
Dante smirked. "I don't feel like it anymore."
Krad glared at Dante but the half-breed could tell his heart wasn't in it. "You will eat it or I will force it and the glass down your throat." Dante raised an eyebrow in a silent challenge. "Eat it or I will make that your payment."
That one Dante believed and greedily at the melting sundae. The driver announced they were going to be arriving at the next town in seven minutes and Dante sighed, dropping the spoon in the glass and staring out the window. He thought of a payment he would like or even just one he would need. His attention was brought to Krad as the blond stood and headed into another cart. Without knowing why, Dante followed him and saw that the blond was standing at the doors, waiting for the train to stop.
The locomotive stopped and the doors opened. Dante kept the doors open and grabbed Krad's wrist. "I want you to go on a date with me as payment," he said.
Krad looked at Dante and laughed. "Too bad. I've already transferred the money into your account. A date? Never in a million years, Dante."
Dante frowned. He was turned down by a guy that had fallen for him? That didn't even make sense! His eyes widened as Krad pressed their lips together. The blond stepped back and smirked. "But, I hope it doesn't take you that long to change my mind." Dante stepped back into the train and the doors closed. He nodded as he moved away from Krad. At least he had a new objective in his life.
End.
I'm sure you don't really care but there is a sequel in the works called "Inner Demons". So, if you enjoyed this, be on the look out for that one.
Also, I went over these chapters several times but I'm sure there are mistakes that I missed so...I'm sorry about that.
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