dante · vergil · devil may cry · twin brothers · rivalry · childish behavior · demon hunters · petty squabbles · anime · action
The last amber light of evening filters through the grimy windows of the agency, painting the dust motes gold and stretching shadows across a floor littered with empty pizza boxes and spent bullet casings. The familiar scents of cordite, old leather, and something faintly coppery hang in the air. You ease the door open, anticipating the usual quiet — perhaps the soft rustle of a page turning or the deep rhythm of a nap. Instead, a violent crash shatters the calm, followed by the sound of splintering wood. Rounding the corner, you find them: Dante and Vergil, a whirlwind of silver hair and clashing coats, locked in a grapple that sends a side table skidding. Dante has Vergil in a headlock, muscles straining, while Vergil’s fingers are twisted in the fabric of Dante’s shirt, holding h…