trunks69420
May 8th, 2002, 11:40 AM
This was my Senior story that i had to do for Creative writing. Not really a true sequel just a fun thing to do w/ DMC.
Devils’ Never Cry
Prologue: “According to legend, 2000 years ago while snow was falling on a clear, freezing night on Earth, a fierce devil prince was born deep in the darkest pit of the netherworld.
“He grew rapidly. Within a short time he gained his full powers and took over the Devil Throne. His first act as ruler of all devils was to declare himself emperor of the Devil Kingdom. His next feat was an invasion of the human world. His plan was to conquer it and rule over both the lower and upper realms.
“But a powerful devil-knight known as Sparda took pity on humans for their brief, transient lives. In fierce battles he defeated all the Devil ruler’s armies and finally imprisoned the emperor himself in a sealed vault.
“Having achieved his victory, Sparda abandoned the Devil Kingdom to live in the human world. He married a human woman and soon fathered a half devil, half human son.
“But beware, mankind. After 2000 years, the cursed Devil Emperor will be released and will return to invade the human world once again...
“Sparda’s son must be our protector!” - 2001. From Capcom USA “Devil May Cry”.
DMC 2001- “The evil emperor Mundis returned in the year of 2001, challenging Sparda’s son Dante to take control of the human and the netherworld. Needless to say, Dante defeated Mundis, once again sending him to captivity once again in the underworld prison. Along with defeating Mundis, Dante met a new friend, Trish, who had an eerie resemblance of Dante’s mother. Now, Dante and Trish wait for the next out-break of Mundis’ evil that he vowed would return...”
PRESENT DAY, 2006:
It was a overcast night in the town of Helatio. Dante and Trish remained at their quaint little shop, that fronted as a souvenir shop for the black arts that actually held the purpose of a bounty hunting service of the supernatural persuasion. The shop was filled with ancient relics that were stained with the blood of ages, that were resemblant of pagan gods from the times of the occult. There was an unusually thick atmosphere about the shop, which seemed to add to the invisible tension that was as dense as a sea full of blood.
The rain beat down on the windows as though they were invaders, trying to penetrate the impenetrable barrier of glass. Dante sat relaxed in his chair, staring out the window with thoughts of his mother, looming ever near in his mind. He glanced over at Trish, and with her overwhelming resemblance to his mother, his thoughts dwelled even greater on her. Why had she been killed so mercilessly? What reason did Mundis have for butchering her with no apparent logic? Possibly more prudent, Would he try to ruin his life once again as Mundis had vowed only five years prior?
His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden ring on the telephone. Dante reached across the desk in which he was seated, and grabbed for the phone. As his flesh touched the surface of the phone, it jumped from his hands, as though the phone was aware of the being that had reached for it. As the phone sprung back, there was a deep rumbling that shook the entire foundation of the shop and even into the walls. Dante and Trish jumped back in shock at this cataclysmic series of events, that seemed to originate from a phone call. As they looked at each other in utter confusion, there was a deep rumbling which quickly turned into a high pitch yell that shattered the glass of the windows like the cracking of ice that was introduced into a warm environment. With the ear shattering squeal at an end, suddenly a black smoke rose from the phone that billowed upward which soon took the form of some unknown demon. The shadow demon uttered the words that for five years, Dante had expected, but still feared hearing... Mundis was back. The voice described the location of Cantery Island, a place where few dared travel, which was the new gateway to the underworld. As abruptly as the demon appeared, he disappeared. What was going to happen now, and how would Dante and Trish get to the fabled Cantery Island??
Suddenly the rain came to a screeching halt, revealing a blood red sky, that seemed to mourn with the blood of time that had been spilled to ensure that the evil Emperor Mundis would never come to power again. Dante and Trish looked at each other, knowing what had to be done, but the ever premenant question was how were they going to get to Cantery Island? Walking outside of the shop, Dante looked over at the back shed, which was more like a giant barn that stored the bi-plane that he and Trish escaped from Mundis' evil the first time they confronted him. Deciding that it was the most efficient method of travel, they decided to take the plane to Cantery Island. The plane was a little run down due to the fact that they hadn't touched the plane since the time when they escaped. Dante had an innate sense of direction, so he was instantly inclined to head to the south western area over the Pacific Ocean.
In a relatively short time, Dante and Trish made their way to the horizon of the undeniable appearance of Cantery Island. As they approached, they saw the ungodly smog that surrounded the island where Ipsens' Castle was located. Behind the castle there seemed to be a new sun that was behind the northern tower. The sun burned with the radiance of the normal sun, but this one seemed to be much, much closer. The temperature was considerably higher on the island as well. It reminded Dante of the South African jungle where he hunted down the demons of the Aztec civilisation that plagued settlers in the rain Forrest, only this area seemed much more humid. The smell of the area was of a pungent nature. It was the smell of stagnant death, that seemed to roll as abundantly as the fog itself. The sight of the castle was something that would almost indefinitely instil fear in the hearts of millions, just by the sight of the castle, not mentioning the atrocious evil that lurked inside the evil castle. The exterior of the castle walls seemed to be made with bone and sinew, from various creatures, some unknown to Dante, and some all to familiar, such as rotting human corpses, infested with the endoskeletons of rats and other rodents frozen in time that had been crawling through the corpses. As if those images weren't disturbing enough, the facial expressions were a sight that repulsed even a man with an iron stomach. The faces seemed to be tortured with the torment of hell fire, burning them from the inside and all the way to their skin. Their faces seemed to melt away, as if they were under some kind of intense heat and some unknown force that seemed to stretch the skin into usually unachievable positions.
As they got within a few thousand feet of Ipsens Castle, there was a visible wave of turbulence that came toward the plane, rattling the plane to its core. The wave seemed to go on forever until Dante finally pulled the plane downward and into the water, escaping the turbulence, yet smashing into the water with such an incredible force that it jettisoned both Dante and Trish from the plane and onto the rotting and decrepit shore, which was littered with the rotting corpses of many marine life. As they crept up to the castle, they constantly were searching for an opening so that they could get inside. When Dante and Trish got to the front of the castle, they decided that they should split up. Dante decided to take the front entrance, but Trish would roam around the outside of the castle, and search for another way in. In doing this, Trish was hoping to find an easier route to Mundis’ chambers so that Dante and herself could destroy Mundis in a significantly less amount of time.
Dante entered into the front gate of the castle blinded by the fury of hatred that had swelled inside his mind. He was contemplating killing Mundis so much that Dante forgot to prop the door open and with a loud bang, the door slammed shut, locking him in complete and utter darkness. In the distance Dante saw a faint glow. He decided to travel over carefully through the thick darkness to investigate, being ever aware of what dangers lurked in the darkness. As he navigated through the darkness, his acute sense of vision allowed him to see things that no ordinary human being could ever have seen. Dante wasn’t sure what he had seen in the shadows, but he was sure that they were still and not moving. When he finally made his way over to the glowing mass, he discovered a spherical figure inside the wall with an unknown text surrounding it. Amazingly, Dante was able to interpret the ancient text. It read: “Show me your true power, and I will show you my true horrors...”
Devils’ Never Cry
Prologue: “According to legend, 2000 years ago while snow was falling on a clear, freezing night on Earth, a fierce devil prince was born deep in the darkest pit of the netherworld.
“He grew rapidly. Within a short time he gained his full powers and took over the Devil Throne. His first act as ruler of all devils was to declare himself emperor of the Devil Kingdom. His next feat was an invasion of the human world. His plan was to conquer it and rule over both the lower and upper realms.
“But a powerful devil-knight known as Sparda took pity on humans for their brief, transient lives. In fierce battles he defeated all the Devil ruler’s armies and finally imprisoned the emperor himself in a sealed vault.
“Having achieved his victory, Sparda abandoned the Devil Kingdom to live in the human world. He married a human woman and soon fathered a half devil, half human son.
“But beware, mankind. After 2000 years, the cursed Devil Emperor will be released and will return to invade the human world once again...
“Sparda’s son must be our protector!” - 2001. From Capcom USA “Devil May Cry”.
DMC 2001- “The evil emperor Mundis returned in the year of 2001, challenging Sparda’s son Dante to take control of the human and the netherworld. Needless to say, Dante defeated Mundis, once again sending him to captivity once again in the underworld prison. Along with defeating Mundis, Dante met a new friend, Trish, who had an eerie resemblance of Dante’s mother. Now, Dante and Trish wait for the next out-break of Mundis’ evil that he vowed would return...”
PRESENT DAY, 2006:
It was a overcast night in the town of Helatio. Dante and Trish remained at their quaint little shop, that fronted as a souvenir shop for the black arts that actually held the purpose of a bounty hunting service of the supernatural persuasion. The shop was filled with ancient relics that were stained with the blood of ages, that were resemblant of pagan gods from the times of the occult. There was an unusually thick atmosphere about the shop, which seemed to add to the invisible tension that was as dense as a sea full of blood.
The rain beat down on the windows as though they were invaders, trying to penetrate the impenetrable barrier of glass. Dante sat relaxed in his chair, staring out the window with thoughts of his mother, looming ever near in his mind. He glanced over at Trish, and with her overwhelming resemblance to his mother, his thoughts dwelled even greater on her. Why had she been killed so mercilessly? What reason did Mundis have for butchering her with no apparent logic? Possibly more prudent, Would he try to ruin his life once again as Mundis had vowed only five years prior?
His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden ring on the telephone. Dante reached across the desk in which he was seated, and grabbed for the phone. As his flesh touched the surface of the phone, it jumped from his hands, as though the phone was aware of the being that had reached for it. As the phone sprung back, there was a deep rumbling that shook the entire foundation of the shop and even into the walls. Dante and Trish jumped back in shock at this cataclysmic series of events, that seemed to originate from a phone call. As they looked at each other in utter confusion, there was a deep rumbling which quickly turned into a high pitch yell that shattered the glass of the windows like the cracking of ice that was introduced into a warm environment. With the ear shattering squeal at an end, suddenly a black smoke rose from the phone that billowed upward which soon took the form of some unknown demon. The shadow demon uttered the words that for five years, Dante had expected, but still feared hearing... Mundis was back. The voice described the location of Cantery Island, a place where few dared travel, which was the new gateway to the underworld. As abruptly as the demon appeared, he disappeared. What was going to happen now, and how would Dante and Trish get to the fabled Cantery Island??
Suddenly the rain came to a screeching halt, revealing a blood red sky, that seemed to mourn with the blood of time that had been spilled to ensure that the evil Emperor Mundis would never come to power again. Dante and Trish looked at each other, knowing what had to be done, but the ever premenant question was how were they going to get to Cantery Island? Walking outside of the shop, Dante looked over at the back shed, which was more like a giant barn that stored the bi-plane that he and Trish escaped from Mundis' evil the first time they confronted him. Deciding that it was the most efficient method of travel, they decided to take the plane to Cantery Island. The plane was a little run down due to the fact that they hadn't touched the plane since the time when they escaped. Dante had an innate sense of direction, so he was instantly inclined to head to the south western area over the Pacific Ocean.
In a relatively short time, Dante and Trish made their way to the horizon of the undeniable appearance of Cantery Island. As they approached, they saw the ungodly smog that surrounded the island where Ipsens' Castle was located. Behind the castle there seemed to be a new sun that was behind the northern tower. The sun burned with the radiance of the normal sun, but this one seemed to be much, much closer. The temperature was considerably higher on the island as well. It reminded Dante of the South African jungle where he hunted down the demons of the Aztec civilisation that plagued settlers in the rain Forrest, only this area seemed much more humid. The smell of the area was of a pungent nature. It was the smell of stagnant death, that seemed to roll as abundantly as the fog itself. The sight of the castle was something that would almost indefinitely instil fear in the hearts of millions, just by the sight of the castle, not mentioning the atrocious evil that lurked inside the evil castle. The exterior of the castle walls seemed to be made with bone and sinew, from various creatures, some unknown to Dante, and some all to familiar, such as rotting human corpses, infested with the endoskeletons of rats and other rodents frozen in time that had been crawling through the corpses. As if those images weren't disturbing enough, the facial expressions were a sight that repulsed even a man with an iron stomach. The faces seemed to be tortured with the torment of hell fire, burning them from the inside and all the way to their skin. Their faces seemed to melt away, as if they were under some kind of intense heat and some unknown force that seemed to stretch the skin into usually unachievable positions.
As they got within a few thousand feet of Ipsens Castle, there was a visible wave of turbulence that came toward the plane, rattling the plane to its core. The wave seemed to go on forever until Dante finally pulled the plane downward and into the water, escaping the turbulence, yet smashing into the water with such an incredible force that it jettisoned both Dante and Trish from the plane and onto the rotting and decrepit shore, which was littered with the rotting corpses of many marine life. As they crept up to the castle, they constantly were searching for an opening so that they could get inside. When Dante and Trish got to the front of the castle, they decided that they should split up. Dante decided to take the front entrance, but Trish would roam around the outside of the castle, and search for another way in. In doing this, Trish was hoping to find an easier route to Mundis’ chambers so that Dante and herself could destroy Mundis in a significantly less amount of time.
Dante entered into the front gate of the castle blinded by the fury of hatred that had swelled inside his mind. He was contemplating killing Mundis so much that Dante forgot to prop the door open and with a loud bang, the door slammed shut, locking him in complete and utter darkness. In the distance Dante saw a faint glow. He decided to travel over carefully through the thick darkness to investigate, being ever aware of what dangers lurked in the darkness. As he navigated through the darkness, his acute sense of vision allowed him to see things that no ordinary human being could ever have seen. Dante wasn’t sure what he had seen in the shadows, but he was sure that they were still and not moving. When he finally made his way over to the glowing mass, he discovered a spherical figure inside the wall with an unknown text surrounding it. Amazingly, Dante was able to interpret the ancient text. It read: “Show me your true power, and I will show you my true horrors...”