Chapter 9- The Return of a Nightmare
Nero ran towards the woman with his blade Red Queen in hand. As they were both getting closer Nero tightened the grip of the handle of his blade and swung, but to his surprise the woman disappeared. He sensed her behind him and ducked the roundhouse kick aimed for his head. He then jumped away to get some distance. Nero could feel the power radiating off her.
“Is she a demon too?” He asked himself this question. He didn’t have time to keep pondering on the subject when he noticed her running towards him. Nero then proceeded to take out his gun Blue Rose and aimed it at her. The woman still kept running, so with no other choice Nero fired at the woman. Noticing this she brought up her cloak to shield herself. After a few rounds Nero paused his firing when he noticed that the cloak had fallen down to reveal nothing. She had disappeared yet again. Spending his time trying to pin point her next location he didn’t notice that she had already appeared behind him. With a fierce kick to the side she sent Nero flying through the air.
As he was sailing through the air Nero flipped to land on his feet. As he landed he grabbed his side. The kick had hurt a lot, but in a mere second something else caught his attention. The identity of the mysterious woman was finally revealed. She wore black high heeled boots with blue leather pants. She also had a blue frilly shirt that hugged her torso and a black belt going around her stomach. She had a black silk glove in her left hand but in her right she had some kind of sharp looking black gauntlet reaching all the way to her shoulder. It radiated demonic power from it. Her long blue hair reached her back with one long bang covering her left eye. She held an aura of power but also elegance. She still had her dragon shaped eyes looking directly at him as she put both arms on her hips and gave him a smile.
“Tell me boy, do you prefer the night or the day?” She simply asked. Nero just looked at her dumbfounded.
“What does that have to do with anything?” He screamed back at her.
“Tis a simple question child.” She simply asked. Nero was really drawing a blank.
“I thought you came here to fight, so enough with the small talk already.” Nero was really getting pissed off.
“We shall only fight thee at your full strength, so release thy true power.” She had told him in a serious tone.
“What? No I won’t need my demonic power, what kind of fight would it be if I keep using it for every battle I fight, tough luck but I will defeat you without it here and now!” Nero said with motivation in his voice.
“Do not underestimate us boy, the difference between our powers is like the distance between the earth to the moon itself, you are years too early to stand a match against us.” Nero just smirked. This woman was being delusional. After a while they stood there just glaring at each other.
“What is the matter child, come at us, or did you come to the realization that you can’t win.” She mocked.
“Nah, it’s not my style to fight an enemy that is unarmed.” Nero responded. At this she raised an eyebrow.
“Very noble of thee, it is hard to see that kind of chivalric attitude now a day, but do not worry the weapon we seek is yet to be presented to us.” Now it was Nero who raised an eyebrow, but there was no time as he saw the woman run towards him. Nero got into a defensive stance trying to figure out his opponents attack, but as she got closer she used her magic to banish yet again.
“Stop using the same trick, gimmicks like that are starting to piss me off.” Nero told her. Regardless if she wasn’t there he knew she could hear him.
“It is part of our powers, so it is logical that it can be used to our hearts content.” She said as she appeared on Nero’s left side. She grabbed his left arm and twisted it. Nero didn’t have time to react as she kept twisting and applying pressure to his left arm. She had disarmed him of his blade and in that instant with both hands she threw Nero over her shoulder. Nero landed in the ground, but as he opened his eyes he saw one of her high heeled boots about to stomp him in the face. With his right arm he grabbed it, her eyes widened as Nero tripped her and with all of his strength he stood up and threw her. She flipped in the air and landed on the ground with no trouble. She looked straight ahead as Nero reached for his blade. As he was about grab the handle the blade glowed blue and disappeared from his sights.
Nero looked up to see the woman now holding the blade as she looked at it with a curious eye. She swung it back and forth to test it out. What caught her eye was the handle of the blade. It had some kind of gear shift. With curiosity she twisted the handle; it sprayed flammable propellant across the blade.
“Hey mind giving it back, I am not one to share my belongings, trust issues and what not.” Nero told her while watching her every move. She placed the blade on her shoulder and looked at Nero.
“Tis a fine blade to be handled by a pathetic being as yourself.” Nero saw as she pointed the blade towards him.
“But then again tis not the one we are looking for.” She then tossed the blade. Nero too distracted by the action that he did not notice as the woman appeared in front of him and grabbed him by the throat. He was struggling to breathe as she was applying pressure. With is right devil arm he tried to hit the woman’s arm but try as he might the blows had no effect on her. He looked at her face and saw how she was enjoying it. With one effort he threw everything he had in one last punch.
The next thing Nero knew was that he was successful in striking her in the face. The only problem was that no matter how hard he hit her she did not move an inch. His fist was implanted in her face. The face that had held a smile now held one with no emotion. The woman let go of his throat and let Nero fall to the ground. Nero was gasping for air trying to refill his lungs with that which they were deprived from. The woman then trapped Nero in a headlock. Try as he might the woman wouldn’t budge. Nero was losing consciousness. He only had one option left.
The woman felt a weird buildup of power coming from the boy. In an instance the area was engulfed in a blue explosion. She was sent skidding through the ground. As she got up she noticed Nero in his Devil Triggered form. In his right hand he had the blade yamato firmly in his grasp while the demonic presence hovered around him.
“You wanted to see it so bad well here it is plus some MORE!” Nero screamed as his Devil arm extended to grab her by the waist. He raised her to the air then proceeded to slam her to the ground, but then he lifted her up once more and threw her at the nearby wall. She had hit the wall pretty hard that she was left implanted in it. Nero was panting; he lost control for a moment there. As he led his guard down the woman freed herself from the wall. She raised her right hand which was covered with the gauntlet she had on and it preceded let out a black aura. Nero finally saw what was happening and brought yamato into a defensive stance.
“I shall save you the trouble and end this with one final attack.” She calmly said as her right arm was being engulfed with the black aura. Nero was preparing for the worst until she banished. He sensed her on top of him and brought yamato to shield himself. As she appeared above him she thrust her right arm forward to deliver a punch but her fist collided with yamato. That single strike let out a powerful gust of wind. She was using so much force behind her attack that Nero had to grasp yamato with two hands. With much struggle Nero was able to push her back to get some ground distance.
“Damn it! I can barely keep up, even with my demonic powers. Just what do I have to do to bring her down?” Nero asked himself as fatigue started to set in. He didn’t notice when a sphere was thrown straight at him. It hit its mark and sent Nero whirling to the ground.
“Magic? Just who the hell is this woman?” Nero struggled to get up. That last attack really packed a punch. He brought out his gun and started firing at her. Every shot he fired was in vain as the woman easily dodged through every shot. She reappeared in front of Nero and kicked the gun out of his hand then proceeded to knee him in the face. Nero grabbed his face in pain, but the woman did not stop there. With her right arm she punched him in the stomach. Nero doubled over as pain was surging through his stomach. Then again with her right arm she delivered a sickening uppercut.
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Kyrie looked around her to see the guards usher everyone into the cathedral.
“Miss Kyrie please go into the cathedral.” One of the guards told her.
“Is Nero still fighting outside?” Kyrie asked with concern etched in her face.
“Sorry My lady but you have to go inside the cathedral, everything is being handled by the boss.” The guard told her.
The wall North to them exploded. Everyone covered their eyes and ears. As everything settled Kyrie opened her eyes to see what was happening. She widened her eyes when she saw Nero lying on the floor motionless.
“Nero!” She screamed with worry as she ran to him.
“Ky…Kyrie?” Nero said with trouble. She then looked up as she heard some footsteps.
“So child, thus have come to a realization of the gap between our powers?” The woman asked. So was this the person Nero was fighting? Kyrie was trembling; she had no idea what to do. The strongest person in Fortuna lies defeated on the floor.
“I shall spare thee if you hand over the blade that was given to you.” Nero gave no response.
“Nero is unconscious, what do I do?” Kyrie asked herself as she started to look around. Her eyes landed on Yamato not that far away from them. She looked up at the woman and saw that she had also noticed the blade. Kyrie then proceeded to run towards it, but as she got close she noticed the blade levitated and flew in the opposite direction. When she looked around she saw the woman holding it.
The woman firmly grasped it in her hand. She smiled while she looked at it. The power emanating from it. She looked over at Kyrie as she swung the blade from a far. Kyrie closed her eyes as she felt a strong gust of wind blow past her. She opened her eyes confused that nothing had happened. She then heard some noise coming behind her. She turned around to see the top part of a building completely sliced off. She looked back at the woman. She had a smile on her face.
“Fascinating, the sheer power that this blade is emanating is unfathomable.” Kyrie then noticed her move towards Nero.
“GET AWAY FROM HIM!” She screamed as she ran towards him. As the woman got closer she noticed a couple of guards blocking her path.
“No one touches the boss!”
“Yea if you want to get to him you have to get through us first”
The woman raised an eyebrow. She then proceeded to smirk.
“We see you are very loyal to the boy, we nod to that deed, but alas none shall stand in our way.” With that she banished and reappeared behind them. She raised the blade upwards as it was dripping with blood; she then swung it to the side to fling the blood off of it. As she did this the guards fell forward motionless. She then noticed there was one more obstacle in front of her.
Kyrie did not know what she was doing but instinct had kicked in. Now she was face to face with the woman that had taken out basically all of the order. She was facing the woman with her arms stretched out and behind her was a badly wounded Nero. She was frightened to the verge of tears. What could she do? But even then she brought up the courage to at least try to protect Nero.
“Child do heed thy warning and step aside.”
“Please stop!” Kyrie screamed as tears streamed down her cheeks.
“You have what you came here for, please just stop.”
The woman just looked at Kyrie. She then gave a smirk. She raised Yamato up and channeled energy into the blade. Burst of energy was coming from the blade that it emitted strong winds. Kyrie looked in wide eyes.
“Do not worry we will make this quick and painless.”
“Nightmare!” The woman known as Nightmare stopped her attack. She looked behind her to the voice that called upon her.
“Ah, Maria what brings thee?” She said in a playful manner.
“Did you acquire the weapon?” Maria asked her.
“Do you not see it in our possession woman?” She retorted.
“Then stop wasting time, you got what was needed, we need to prepare.” With that Maria disappeared in a whirl of black flames.
“You are certainly lucky child, but do send a message, that the goddess of thy Night has come to rule once more.” With that Nightmare Moon banished using her magic. After that tidbit Kyrie fell to her knees and threw up on the floor. It was too much for her, she thought she was going to die in that instant. After she calmed herself, she went up to Nero and cried in his chest. She had to call him.
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1year later
“Hey so what would it be today?”
“Hey Cindy, the usual for me and the brat over here.”
“HEY!”
Dante was currently with Patty in the usual parlor they go to. Patty sighed as she looked at Dante. He seemed to be in a serious mood for some time now. Ever since he got the call from the Kyrie girl about the man named Nero and what had happened to him with the mysterious “Nightmare” woman and with the fallout with Lady and Trish, and the recent mission with a woman named Beryl, Dante’s attitude has done a complete one eighty. She took it upon herself to try to have fun with him and bring that cocky attitude back.
“Here you go, two strawberry sundaes.” Cindy told them as she handed them their ice cream.
“Thanks Cindy.” Patty told her.
They both hanged out for about half an hour until they decided to head back to the office. As they walked back Patty couldn’t help but to look at Dante as she was walking behind him. She felt bad for everything that has happened to him. The only person that she hoped could talk sense into him was well…somewhere else.
As they made it back to the office Patty was the first one to open the door. As she walked inside she noticed a woman sitting down in the couch with her eyes closed as if she was waiting for them.
“Dante we have a customer! Well hello there my name is Patty and welcome to Devil May Cry.”
Dante walked in and eyed the woman. She had long pink hair in a ponytail with a bang going down both sides of her face. She had a black blouse that said Overkill with a red flannel over it, blue skinny jeans that hugged her body and black high heels that exposed her feet. In other words she was smoking hot to Dante.
“Sorry babe would like to talk to you but we are currently closed, if anything comeback tomorrow.” Dante told her as he walked to his desk and sat down.
“Dante! You just don’t blow off a customer like that! I’m very sorry for his stupid behavior is there anything that we can be of service to you?” Patty asked the woman.
“I’m surprised you don’t recognize me? But then again a year has passed since we had last seen each other, hasn’t it Dante.”