Suffering Sins
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+A through F › Devil May Cry
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
3,766
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1
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Suffering Sins ~ Part Four: Paint It Red
Suffering Sins Chapter 4: Paint it Red
A heavy black boot steps forth into a city of the demon world once again to stir up trouble for the evil entities of this realm. This realm knew the owner of the boot, Hell could smell the trouble brewing. Following the mortal is a most pathetic denzing of the underworld. The blonde man motions for the creature to lead the way in a most menacing way to insure the little thing does as he is told without incident. Following the pair are eyes of differing sizes and colors, but all view the mortal with malice and hunger.
"Hey! Calling all little would be demon shits who want a piece of me! Come and get it! I'm kinda in a hurry, got other business you know." Taunted the slayer as Rebellion slides from its sheath. "Don't even think of running off somewhere, I might get excited and accidently end your so called life with a stray shot from the twins." Teased the young man patting the ebony and ivory gun on his back bringing a squeak from the small demon.
At some unknown signal the demons charge as one at the arrogant man. The charge is well organized and effective. The blonde man is driven out of the cover of buildings and into the path of many thrown projectiles ranging from small darts to large scythes. Hurriedly Dante whirls and deflects many of the weapons but many more get through. "Woah, something thinks you were expecting me!" The young blonde man yells out just before a few elite demons spear charge and impale the doomed man dropping him to the ground with a strangled grunt. All is silent for a few moments as the demon assault group admire their short work of the infamous demon slayer.
Blood is everywhere, on the man, the weapons and splattered on the ground all about. During the frantic whirling of the large sword only three spears were able to get through the defense along with a dozen or so thrown weapons. Rebellion was thrown to the side several feet away from its master's limp form. One large and particularly deadly spear went directly through Dante's chest with its many barbed tip protruding out his back. Two smaller, but still menacing spears impaled his left leg, one deep in the thigh, the other in his hip. One well thrown curved blade got Dante in the neck severing the jugular freeing blood to gush all over down his throat and chest to mingle with the blood from the other wounds. Not a sound could be heard from the man save the dripping of blood to the pavement in a large pool. Cautiously, for this was a well trained unit, they advance upon the fallen form. One particularly powerful demon, most certainly the leader, steps out to examine the body. When the large claw gets within three inches of the body it lurches. The large demon bounds back in surprise ordering another volley of weaponry to strike the body making it still once more and letting blood fly into the air. In the demon's guttural tongue the leader orders five subordinates over to the body. This time as they get within three inches the body doesn't move. One demon prods at the body's arm with a spear eliciting no response. More brave by the lack of movement from the body another demon moves over to grab the amulet revealed under the demon slayer's torn shirt, its claws almost get to it but then the body lurches up to a half standing position arms limp at its sides. The demons bound back fearfully as the body beings to quake and shudder throwing the demons further off guard. Suddenly the still quaking body doubles over and a red aura emanates from it. Maniacal laughter can be heard coming from the body, the laughter grows more and more crazed then suddenly the red aura pulses blinding the nearby demons as the body throws back its head. The burst of power is so great that the weapons fly out of the body at greater speeds than they originally got there. The body begins to quickly transform into a red scaled beast with wicked, formidable claws and large red wings.
The beast roars in laughter that makes the nearby demons scatter in fright. The laughter is far deeper and demonic than that issued by the man that is once was. "Not bad, better than I expected. Must have been a trap, but it doesn't matter, you all have failed and now you all shall discover true terror!" The red beast issues forth in the demon's guttural tongue.
What commences easily lives up to the threat. Demons flee left and right as the great red beast sinks its long fangs into the lead demon's throat and rips it out. As the body is still falling to the ground two great claws pierce into the demon's shoulders and rip it in half laying open its still moving organs to the air. Frenzying the great devil lord rushes to the right at the closest demons and enters melee before one heart can beat. The red devil raises its mighty wings knocking back and slicing into two of the demons coating the now glistening wings a darker red. Turning the devil lashes out with a round house kick into the front demon's head, knocking it clean off and into the crowd of fleeing demons.
The carnage reeking in the air seems to instill a blood frenzy to the red devil and soon not a demon remains in less than four pieces. Gore covers the incarnation of destruction from its devilish head down to its clawed feet. When the devil leaves his blood frenzy noticing the havoc reeked and the demon's blood and assorted parts all over itself it stops and with a pained cry resorts back to its human form.
The transformation ate up much of the white haired man's energy, sapping him of the strength and leaving him to sink to his knees in a pile of former adversary. The man stops and just breathes for a moment recollecting his humanity and sanity before exhaling a great sigh.
"Oh man, the dry cleaning bill is going to kill me!" The demon slayer shouts in dismay as he gazes down at his ruined and stained clothing. With a shrug Dante removes his over shirt and undershirt revealing perfectly healed skin where grievous wounds previously existed. "Well its all going to be perfect once I get out back Vergil, I'll get you back if I have to kill every last stinking creature in this place!"
With renewed energy and resolve, Dante stands up to retrieve his dancing partner and stopping briefly to pick up a shivering and completely mentally scared little demon from a pile of corpses.
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Sounds of great battle and dying demons awaken a pale form chained to a wall. The white haired head hangs low, but his eyes open to slits revealing bright blue eyes.
"Dante..."
A heavy black boot steps forth into a city of the demon world once again to stir up trouble for the evil entities of this realm. This realm knew the owner of the boot, Hell could smell the trouble brewing. Following the mortal is a most pathetic denzing of the underworld. The blonde man motions for the creature to lead the way in a most menacing way to insure the little thing does as he is told without incident. Following the pair are eyes of differing sizes and colors, but all view the mortal with malice and hunger.
"Hey! Calling all little would be demon shits who want a piece of me! Come and get it! I'm kinda in a hurry, got other business you know." Taunted the slayer as Rebellion slides from its sheath. "Don't even think of running off somewhere, I might get excited and accidently end your so called life with a stray shot from the twins." Teased the young man patting the ebony and ivory gun on his back bringing a squeak from the small demon.
At some unknown signal the demons charge as one at the arrogant man. The charge is well organized and effective. The blonde man is driven out of the cover of buildings and into the path of many thrown projectiles ranging from small darts to large scythes. Hurriedly Dante whirls and deflects many of the weapons but many more get through. "Woah, something thinks you were expecting me!" The young blonde man yells out just before a few elite demons spear charge and impale the doomed man dropping him to the ground with a strangled grunt. All is silent for a few moments as the demon assault group admire their short work of the infamous demon slayer.
Blood is everywhere, on the man, the weapons and splattered on the ground all about. During the frantic whirling of the large sword only three spears were able to get through the defense along with a dozen or so thrown weapons. Rebellion was thrown to the side several feet away from its master's limp form. One large and particularly deadly spear went directly through Dante's chest with its many barbed tip protruding out his back. Two smaller, but still menacing spears impaled his left leg, one deep in the thigh, the other in his hip. One well thrown curved blade got Dante in the neck severing the jugular freeing blood to gush all over down his throat and chest to mingle with the blood from the other wounds. Not a sound could be heard from the man save the dripping of blood to the pavement in a large pool. Cautiously, for this was a well trained unit, they advance upon the fallen form. One particularly powerful demon, most certainly the leader, steps out to examine the body. When the large claw gets within three inches of the body it lurches. The large demon bounds back in surprise ordering another volley of weaponry to strike the body making it still once more and letting blood fly into the air. In the demon's guttural tongue the leader orders five subordinates over to the body. This time as they get within three inches the body doesn't move. One demon prods at the body's arm with a spear eliciting no response. More brave by the lack of movement from the body another demon moves over to grab the amulet revealed under the demon slayer's torn shirt, its claws almost get to it but then the body lurches up to a half standing position arms limp at its sides. The demons bound back fearfully as the body beings to quake and shudder throwing the demons further off guard. Suddenly the still quaking body doubles over and a red aura emanates from it. Maniacal laughter can be heard coming from the body, the laughter grows more and more crazed then suddenly the red aura pulses blinding the nearby demons as the body throws back its head. The burst of power is so great that the weapons fly out of the body at greater speeds than they originally got there. The body begins to quickly transform into a red scaled beast with wicked, formidable claws and large red wings.
The beast roars in laughter that makes the nearby demons scatter in fright. The laughter is far deeper and demonic than that issued by the man that is once was. "Not bad, better than I expected. Must have been a trap, but it doesn't matter, you all have failed and now you all shall discover true terror!" The red beast issues forth in the demon's guttural tongue.
What commences easily lives up to the threat. Demons flee left and right as the great red beast sinks its long fangs into the lead demon's throat and rips it out. As the body is still falling to the ground two great claws pierce into the demon's shoulders and rip it in half laying open its still moving organs to the air. Frenzying the great devil lord rushes to the right at the closest demons and enters melee before one heart can beat. The red devil raises its mighty wings knocking back and slicing into two of the demons coating the now glistening wings a darker red. Turning the devil lashes out with a round house kick into the front demon's head, knocking it clean off and into the crowd of fleeing demons.
The carnage reeking in the air seems to instill a blood frenzy to the red devil and soon not a demon remains in less than four pieces. Gore covers the incarnation of destruction from its devilish head down to its clawed feet. When the devil leaves his blood frenzy noticing the havoc reeked and the demon's blood and assorted parts all over itself it stops and with a pained cry resorts back to its human form.
The transformation ate up much of the white haired man's energy, sapping him of the strength and leaving him to sink to his knees in a pile of former adversary. The man stops and just breathes for a moment recollecting his humanity and sanity before exhaling a great sigh.
"Oh man, the dry cleaning bill is going to kill me!" The demon slayer shouts in dismay as he gazes down at his ruined and stained clothing. With a shrug Dante removes his over shirt and undershirt revealing perfectly healed skin where grievous wounds previously existed. "Well its all going to be perfect once I get out back Vergil, I'll get you back if I have to kill every last stinking creature in this place!"
With renewed energy and resolve, Dante stands up to retrieve his dancing partner and stopping briefly to pick up a shivering and completely mentally scared little demon from a pile of corpses.
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Sounds of great battle and dying demons awaken a pale form chained to a wall. The white haired head hangs low, but his eyes open to slits revealing bright blue eyes.
"Dante..."