Fortunate | A Dmc5 Reader Insert [On Hold]

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Events - Dmc5

Point of View - Vergil

Blue eyes gazed back at (e/c).

His own kin, was behind him. One that he hated with his own being, two that he left behind in suit of power. They were all finally here.

"What is this?" The second man with white hair similar to his questioned, the shards of the sky falling down around them. His question meant nothing to him, the only one that mattered to him was the (h/c) girl in front of him.

They held their gaze for a while more. Just enough for him to hear his name slither out of his brother's mouth like a hiss from a wild cat.

That didn't matter to him.

His blue eyes glanced at the sword ok the girl's hip, it was sheathed and protected by the leather that surrounded it. It looked like like his sword. How curious.

He turned towards them fully, noting the names of the people in front of him. His own kin, flesh and blood.

"Book..." The girl's voice almost chirped.

He looked down at the ground, a copper book with the letter V in gold sitting at his feet. A smile painted his lips as he kneeled down, picking it up, studying it.

"Ya got some pretty big cojones for coming back. Just don't know when to give up, do ya!?" Dante growled, racing towards his twin brother with the mission to fight.

With a second glance his brothers attack was knocked back with his own sword, a soft chuckle escaping his lips at the sight. Quickly, his sword connected with Dante's stomach knocking the two back as the devil hunter attempted to rip it from his grasp.

His blue eyes gazed at the girl, who took cautious steps to reach him. What was her plan?

"Get out of my way, (Y/N)!"

Without a second thought he teleported forward, getting a hold of (Y/N)'s hand - moving her back and parrying Dante's attack all the same.

Sparks of light flew, glistening in a (e/c) eye as she sucked in a quick breath. "Defeating you like this has no meaning." He spoke, a chuckle escaping his lips.

"C'mon, Vergil. Let's do this!" His brother snapped back.

Vergil shook his head. "Heal your wounds, Dante. Get strong. After that, we'll settle this matter."

With two successful attacks, Dante was pushed back.

The other male with white hair turned back to stare at him, eyes glowering with rage as his sister stood next to him.

One slash.

Two slash.

"Hmm, this'll take us..." Vergil trailed off, the portal he made opening in front of the two of them. The hand he held in his grip squeezed his own.

A smile tickled her lips. "C'mon..." (Y/N) chirped, taking a step into the open portal.

Looking over his shoulder, his blue eyes trailed onto the silently raging Nero. "Thank you, Nero." He thanked, the portal closing behind him.