Fan Fiction ❯ Vergil and Dante ❯ Lions tigers and bloodgoats, oh no? ( Chapter 4 )
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By: M. Masters 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action / Angst / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.21.2003 | Updated On: 09.12.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 389 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action / Angst / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.21.2003 | Updated On: 09.12.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 389 | Status: Completed
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And again, I'm going to do my typical quoting thing:
Chapter four: Lions, tigers, and blood goats…..oh….no?
Dante at once gave Trish over to Matier, and the poor old woman shook from the weight. "Oooof!!" Not that Trish was in ANY way heavy or anything, it's just that the tiny ancient woman could barely hold up her own back! Trish moaned a bit, becoming awake, and Dante turned back, "Oh, let's get you two down under"
With that taken care of, Dante and Lucia were already behind Vergil, whose eager self used his gift of instant translocation to stand on top of one of the buildings closer to the entrance into the small village. "Oh yeahhhh," he drawled out, "they're on their way." Then he squinted, "what the-"he stopped, "well, well, Lucia, your high and mighty Arius has sent them in every directional path. The left side, hoo boy!" he whistled long, "We've got your garden variety four legged creatures on their way," Vergil glanced to the right, "and to your opposite end, we've got blood goats!"
Dante casually walked towards the approaching noise, a daring devil hunter if ever a body could see, a guy with silver hair, white as the moon, eyes teal blue as the sky, his….
A gun shot out towards the author:
Author: Through the smoky haze, stunned, I see Dante, his gun, ivory pointed at my direction, a trail of smoke drifts out. "That's enough descriptive imagery on my part, Masters." Dante intonated warningly.
Author (me)*Ahem*
Takes a deep breath. Ok, back to the scene:
Lucia ran off ahead, screaming, "You two take care of them, Dante take the left and Vergil take the right. I have something to take care of first."
"What?" cried Vergil, "OHhhh sure, leave on us why don't you while me and little brother take care of blood goats." He grumbled, "Never could understand why they're blood-goats anyway."
"Well, they're sure as hells aren't as attractive as our last enemies." Dante called out.
Vergil snorted, "I was just beginning to like them too. It was the first time I thought of a ménage a twaa."
Dante looked at his brother in that funny way, "This coming from a guy who can say tête-à-tête and NOT ménage a trois?"
"Like I took any French in the Underworld!" Vergil called back, then disappeared as he located himself right smack in the middle of the enemy's path. Anyone can hear his grunts and battle cries as he started to hack and slash away with vigor.
"Show off."
Dante grumbled.
Just as Dante headed off in the same direction, the outline of a red circle appeared in front of him, and in the shape of a huge rooster, clanking and clucking its way through, its beak opened and fastened speedily to dip into our demon hunter.
"WTF?" Dante didn't hesitate to move out of the way, shooting at it with deliberate speed.
After its demise, he shook his head, wondering what kind of sicko Arius was. First, automated secretaries, then chickens? A distracted Dante he was not because in that instant, flying goats shot at him from behind, appearing in the invisible structure of the sky. Yellow white sparks hit at his person, causing him to slide back twenty feet up against the corroded wall. "UGH!"
Dante leapt forward, causing a double somersault, evading the attacks left and right, a viewer could note he definitely had two right feet. They gave him no quarter, since they kept showing up several at a time, almost as near enough as the numbers of secretaries, and Dante skipped his way to and fro the assaults, becoming nearly bored of the consistency of their banter.
"Alright, you fucks! That's all the dancing you're going to get out of me.
Play time is over."
BOOM! He never carried around a grenade launcher much, but somehow it conveniently emerged in his hands, blasting away several blood goats, temporarily setting them back, then abandoned the launcher, switching to his pistols, swinging them in that cool manner, a flash of a grin and a free styling flip in the air, empty shells dropping to the ground, one, two, three, and several more to go.
Through all the haze, the blood and the noise of bullets and swords embedding into flesh and machine, Dante had a light bulb flash in his head. At this rate, Arius will just keep sending more and more. Maybe……if. He grinned as the thought brought him a little closer to an insight and as he swung his blade back and forth, setting back blood goats moaning away, disintegrating into dust.
And what was going on with our little redhead Lucia? Lucia decided to confront Arius, (not like that's been done before)
She had him, alright, at least right where she wanted him. The silly excuse of a god had his back to her, and in her cute French accent, tried as she might, sounded deadly and tough for this time, there was a deal to be made. Arius turned to greet her.
"Arius, I offer you something you cannot refuse to end this silly charade." Lucia's right hand extended outward, a curved blade pointed at Arius.
Knives embedded in the area around him and his minions surrounded him. Arius didn't easily get amused for he amused himself with antics constantly, so he snickered, twirling the black mustache with his visible hand. "Oh rea-aaalllyyyy??" he twittered. The other hand had stilled the movements of his underlings preparing to attack Lucia.
"What could you possibly give ME to make me want to stop what I'm doing? I rather like your little recruitment of devil hunters. They give me such entertainment!"
"You fool! Do you think that creating and recreating your minions will stop them?
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Author 's quickie note again: Okay, gotta stop this chapter for now. Another on its way that is still connected to this but won't post it yet. SO until next time, DMC lovers. Please R/R if I should post more?? Thanks so much!
And again, I'm going to do my typical quoting thing:
Chapter four: Lions, tigers, and blood goats…..oh….no?
Dante at once gave Trish over to Matier, and the poor old woman shook from the weight. "Oooof!!" Not that Trish was in ANY way heavy or anything, it's just that the tiny ancient woman could barely hold up her own back! Trish moaned a bit, becoming awake, and Dante turned back, "Oh, let's get you two down under"
With that taken care of, Dante and Lucia were already behind Vergil, whose eager self used his gift of instant translocation to stand on top of one of the buildings closer to the entrance into the small village. "Oh yeahhhh," he drawled out, "they're on their way." Then he squinted, "what the-"he stopped, "well, well, Lucia, your high and mighty Arius has sent them in every directional path. The left side, hoo boy!" he whistled long, "We've got your garden variety four legged creatures on their way," Vergil glanced to the right, "and to your opposite end, we've got blood goats!"
Dante casually walked towards the approaching noise, a daring devil hunter if ever a body could see, a guy with silver hair, white as the moon, eyes teal blue as the sky, his….
A gun shot out towards the author:
Author: Through the smoky haze, stunned, I see Dante, his gun, ivory pointed at my direction, a trail of smoke drifts out. "That's enough descriptive imagery on my part, Masters." Dante intonated warningly.
Author (me)*Ahem*
Takes a deep breath. Ok, back to the scene:
Lucia ran off ahead, screaming, "You two take care of them, Dante take the left and Vergil take the right. I have something to take care of first."
"What?" cried Vergil, "OHhhh sure, leave on us why don't you while me and little brother take care of blood goats." He grumbled, "Never could understand why they're blood-goats anyway."
"Well, they're sure as hells aren't as attractive as our last enemies." Dante called out.
Vergil snorted, "I was just beginning to like them too. It was the first time I thought of a ménage a twaa."
Dante looked at his brother in that funny way, "This coming from a guy who can say tête-à-tête and NOT ménage a trois?"
"Like I took any French in the Underworld!" Vergil called back, then disappeared as he located himself right smack in the middle of the enemy's path. Anyone can hear his grunts and battle cries as he started to hack and slash away with vigor.
"Show off."
Dante grumbled.
Just as Dante headed off in the same direction, the outline of a red circle appeared in front of him, and in the shape of a huge rooster, clanking and clucking its way through, its beak opened and fastened speedily to dip into our demon hunter.
"WTF?" Dante didn't hesitate to move out of the way, shooting at it with deliberate speed.
After its demise, he shook his head, wondering what kind of sicko Arius was. First, automated secretaries, then chickens? A distracted Dante he was not because in that instant, flying goats shot at him from behind, appearing in the invisible structure of the sky. Yellow white sparks hit at his person, causing him to slide back twenty feet up against the corroded wall. "UGH!"
Dante leapt forward, causing a double somersault, evading the attacks left and right, a viewer could note he definitely had two right feet. They gave him no quarter, since they kept showing up several at a time, almost as near enough as the numbers of secretaries, and Dante skipped his way to and fro the assaults, becoming nearly bored of the consistency of their banter.
"Alright, you fucks! That's all the dancing you're going to get out of me.
Play time is over."
BOOM! He never carried around a grenade launcher much, but somehow it conveniently emerged in his hands, blasting away several blood goats, temporarily setting them back, then abandoned the launcher, switching to his pistols, swinging them in that cool manner, a flash of a grin and a free styling flip in the air, empty shells dropping to the ground, one, two, three, and several more to go.
Through all the haze, the blood and the noise of bullets and swords embedding into flesh and machine, Dante had a light bulb flash in his head. At this rate, Arius will just keep sending more and more. Maybe……if. He grinned as the thought brought him a little closer to an insight and as he swung his blade back and forth, setting back blood goats moaning away, disintegrating into dust.
And what was going on with our little redhead Lucia? Lucia decided to confront Arius, (not like that's been done before)
She had him, alright, at least right where she wanted him. The silly excuse of a god had his back to her, and in her cute French accent, tried as she might, sounded deadly and tough for this time, there was a deal to be made. Arius turned to greet her.
"Arius, I offer you something you cannot refuse to end this silly charade." Lucia's right hand extended outward, a curved blade pointed at Arius.
Knives embedded in the area around him and his minions surrounded him. Arius didn't easily get amused for he amused himself with antics constantly, so he snickered, twirling the black mustache with his visible hand. "Oh rea-aaalllyyyy??" he twittered. The other hand had stilled the movements of his underlings preparing to attack Lucia.
"What could you possibly give ME to make me want to stop what I'm doing? I rather like your little recruitment of devil hunters. They give me such entertainment!"
"You fool! Do you think that creating and recreating your minions will stop them?
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Author 's quickie note again: Okay, gotta stop this chapter for now. Another on its way that is still connected to this but won't post it yet. SO until next time, DMC lovers. Please R/R if I should post more?? Thanks so much!