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Vergil smirked and accepted his two shard of power. He then put each in his pocket and thought silently to remember to give the second one to a certain little blonde girl that was in town. He then looked over as the elder woman walked in behind them and referred to them by some random nickname. Though he could tell that Dante was the 'hot head' she referenced without even knowing him, he thought it actually fit him quite well. Though he did note that his 'knight', Nelo Angelo was referenced, he received none. A small blow to his pride that he ignored.

Vergil then raised his head and his attention to the direction of his red clad brother Dante who did not seem happy at all to see him again. He simply smirked in the same manner that Dante usually would and took a few steps in his direction. "Oh brother dear, that hurts. Aren't you glad to see your big brother?" He held out his arms in false disappointment.

Nelo Angelo, the dark armor clad knight simply stood where he was with his plated arms crossed over his chest and simply looked over to Bahamut, waiting on any orders that Vergil might give him.

Instead, Vergil spoke a little louder to Dante so they could all hear him more clearly. "Of course I'm not here for a simple rematch with you. I'm actually here to extend invites to my Mansion for the reunion. It's been far too long since the Bount have gathered together in one large place. I'm inviting you and of course your new little friends o come as well." He nodded to the woman who had passed behind him to walk outside and then to the twins and the old woman that had arrived and finally, the stronger Bount known as Allen. "I'm sure you still remember where it is to lead them there of course. It'll be in two weeks today so do try to remember and show up."

A Thousand Years of Memories, Chp. 14: Reuniting with Dante

Ridel was breathing hard, that blow the tail had given her knocked the wind out of her. But she wasn't dead yet then a familiar voice reached her ears. "A hundred years and you're still getting in trouble." Ridel heard Dante speak, and she struggled into a seated position against the wall hoping to see the stranger once again.

Dante cracked his neck to each side and swung his black claymore, the Rebellion, around his head before placing it firmly on his back again. He turned around with a smirk to face the little girl and held out a hand to help her up off the ground. "Do I need to bail you out every time something goes wrong?" He asked her simply and in a slightly teasing way.

Ridel grabbed Dante's hand and he pulled her up and then she slumped against the wall again. "I don't think I'd mind that..." Ridel said to him with a smile. "Uh... I'm Ridel." She said her face red, though most likely it was from having just ran around for her life. They had never introduced each other before. "He... did a damn good job of knocking the wind out of me..." Ridel gasped out steadily. "Would you mind giving me a lift?" She asked with a sheepish smile.

Dante grinned as he lifted her up; the thought of her wanting him to save her again was a little amusing to him. At her introduction he smiled and gave his own name. "Name's Dante…" He cracked his knuckles and looked out the window. "Well, I guess I could help. Where were you heading anyways?"

"I don't really have any plans" Ridel said as he picked her up. "If you don't mind I think I'll travel with you for awhile." She said relaxing in Dante's arms, he felt warm and kind even if he seemed to be a bit unorthodox, and then again she had just been running around an abandoned church for twenty minutes as if that was normal everyday activity.

Dane just grinned a bit as she put herself into his arms with a request to join him. "Well you an' me both. I wasn't headed anywhere in particular either. I guess letting you tag along couldn't hurt." He then turned around and knelt over for her to get on his back. "You're still a little banged up. Get on."

Ridel looked at him for a second and examined his back He had strong shoulders and a broad back but she was hesitant to get on because his blade was there. “Uhm Dante..." Ridel started. "Are you sure your sword is... um there. Isn’t that dangerous?" She asked "Couldn't you just put me in your arms or something?" Ridel asked him.

Dante looked up and turned back at her. "Heh, yea sorry, forgot about that. Not used to having to carry much else." He stood up and walked up to her. He then bent over to pick her tiny form up in his arms, bridal style, as most guys carry women. "I'll just carry you until you're all healed, alright?"

"Thanks..." Ridel said as he picked her up in his arms. Ridel rested her head on his shoulder and drearily stared at his face. This Dante was quite attractive, Ridel could feel her feelings for him deepening a little which made her blush though it was still covered by her exhaustion. She looped an arm around the back of his neck for extra support and she closed her eyes.

Dante looked down and grinned as she seemed to fall asleep there. He didn't really mind the arm thing at all; though if she looked older, they could pass off as a couple. He chuckled quietly to himself and started to walk away from the half broken church now, and into what would soon await the pair in the future. Dante had carried the sleeping little Ridel through the night, not feeling the least bit tired from it. He was resilient like that. Then again, he did take frequent naps so that could have been why too. He walked with her in his arms until they came closer to a small village as the morning sun crested over the horizon. He thought to stop at an inn for them to get some food or something and he shook her a little bit in his arms. "Oi. Wake up. We're in a town now and I'm sure you'd like some breakfast, right?"

Ridel groaned a little as she flickered in and out of consciousness for a few seconds Ridel looked up at him and smiled a little. "Yeah... hungry…" She said in a sleepy daze. As she looked around, she blinked at the sun and nuzzled her head back into Dante's coat and chest.

Dante looked down at the little girl in his arms. She seemed much too cute and innocent to be in the situations he had seen her in, and even the ones he hadn't. Figuring that her nuzzling was just for warmth and comfort he nodded and continued walking with her. He took her to the town and found it's inn before taking her inside and asking for a two bed room and some breakfast.

Ridel seemed unwakeable as Dante set her down in one of the many simple oaken chairs in the hall of the Inn. Ridel was dreaming about falling again this dream wouldn't cease but Ridel noticed when she woke that while she was in Dante's arms she hadn't dreamed of it. But now that Dante had set her down it suddenly flashed into her mind and the fear was starting to show on her face as she started twitching and shivering in her fear.

Dante was about to take his own seat to recline back casually, with his feet up on the table until he noticed Ridel shaking and looking scared. He quickly looked around to see nothing near them, nor did he sense any powers of significant amounts. He lowered himself to her level and placed his hands firmly on her tiny shoulders to stop and calm her. "Oi, what's the matter? You're shaking like its winter, what's wrong?"

Ridel jolts awake, but not before Dante get's a flash of her dream, Ridel sits there breathing hard and she looks at Dante and smiles weakly. "Oh... Just a dream..." Ridel said. But this time the dream was a bit different. She was fighting someone and they impaled her... she was looking down at the sword in her gut when Dante woke her and that would have been the image that got burned into his mind.

Dante looked at her with widened eye for a moment and blinked rapidly at the image that flashed in his mind. What the hell was that? She shook his head lightly and dismissed it. "Alright then, you must still be sleepy then. You just need some food." With that, he went up and got their breakfast directly as it was about ready and returned to serve them up. He ate without really saying much, holding his plate while he reclined his chair back and crossed his feet up on the table.

Ridel smiled innocently at Dante before he got up and brought her back some food. She sat up extremely straight and showed great manners, especially when compared to Dante. Ridel wasn't sure why she felt a need to be so neat about it but if she wasn't this neat she felt as if she was doing something bad, like she was about to get whacked for being sloppy or something like that. She looked over at Dante and his slovenly way of eating. She kept looking at him as she ate her food cleanly and with great accuracy.

When Dante had finished, he leaned forwards and set his plate down and looked to Ridel. "Alright, now that we've eaten, I guess we should see if there's anything fun to do around here, eh?" He asked with a grin. Although he suddenly looked up towards the door to the inn with a frown and a serious look just as they opened wide and a tall man with slicked back silver hair stepped inside, wearing a blue overcoat and holding a black hilted Katana at his side with a smirk that matched the one Dante usually wore as his expression.

Both Bount twins Looked to Dante and to Effloresca before both hugged one another and they started crying.

Sophie stood and said in a tone as fierce as that of Ifrit, "Get back here young lady. You can't force two little boys to choose who they're going to go with out of two people they obviously care for. It's like a married couple telling their children to choose who they want to go with. Choosing one potential guardian over another is hard enough for teenagers, let alone toddlers like them. Get your priorities straight and remember that power isn't everything. I'm betting you haven't even noticed that the green thumb has has grown in power. Have you?" And then she slowly stood and patted each of the two boys on the head. It didn't help to calm them down. This was one thing the boys had hoped wouldn't happen. And yet it had happened. They were being forced to choose one or the other.

Vergil simply listened and grinned as his brother had guessed completely correct. Exept that he still had to give that last invite to Dante's age old friend of course, not that he would ever expect her to refuse at all. Though he was expecting quite a show when she did get there and see Dante again.

"It seems you already know more than I thought Dante. You are absolutely correct on all account there. And of course, not showing up is no longer an option for obvious reasons." He smirked, already enjoying his time here. "And it seems another friend of yours is here." He noted and looked back to the tall Blonde woman known as Trish who had arrived to greet Effloresca.

Nelo Angelo stood as silently as ever through everything. Whether he could actually speak was still unknown. But that only meant he never spoke against one of Vergil's orders. Though he did look back to the arrival of Trish.

Vergil then called back to Effloresca. "It would be quite hard to show up at the reunion without directions from Dante, just so you know." He called smugly to her. "And it's been awhile....Trish." He grinned, referring to the attractive blonde woman that was now outside of the cave. He already knew her to be one of Dante's other dolls aside from Bahamut. Though her personality could sometimes be considered a more feminine version of Dante's. With a little less of a temper.

The Old Woman returned to sitting on a boulder and said, "I know full well about your troubles Young lady. I've been watching you lot since I stopped in the city near bye. And let me tell you that you can't talk to me about losses. My Mother by birth was a soul reaper. She hid me from the others of her kind for as long as she could to give me a better chance at survival. Then One day I woke up and she was gone, her comrades had taken her to execute her for the crime of hiding a bount. Before they could take her she made this hat for me and preserved the rose on it with her spirit energy. She was on normal human power level by the time they killed her. I was 3 years old.That was over 1,000 years ago. I've lost every husband I've ever had because I am of the kind of bount that cannot have children. Try to imagine if you can having a lover who loves you emotionally with all their heart, and then leaves you for dead when they find out you can't give them a child. We all have our little problems young lady. " The Old bount was no longer angry sounding, just serious and sad.

The bount twins brothers Brutus and Judas hugged their big sister.

Vergil smirked, knowing full well how much Dante was bothered by the fact that he came to personally invite him to the party and just who he would be reunited with there, or perhaps even sooner. He was definitely going to be entertained to say the least.

He looked over then as Trish acknowledged him and he simply lowered his gaze to her as she walked past him to stand near Dante. It seamed that even Trish knew of Dante's imminent doom that had appeared in town. A thought that brought a smirk to his lips.

Nelo Angelo stared at Trish as she passed by him, as id inspecting her for the first time, despite having already been acquainted with her in the distant past before. However, his gaze shifted to the entrance as another familiar presence had arrived in a flash.

In a flash, appearing similar to the Shinigami Shunpo technique, a tall man appeared a few feet above the ground at the entrance to the ancient cavern and drifted to the ground as if he was floating. He wore a white and red patterned hakama of sorts and possessed a trio of katana tied to his left side. He had a small piece of armor over his chest and a fur like scarf of sorts trailing from his shoulder. He also had a pair of green cat like eyes, a moon shape on his forehead and long silver hair that went down to his waist.

He wore a rather bored expression on his face as he walked in simply and looked about at the occupants of the increasingly crowded cave that was now full of Bounts and their dolls. He was actually a doll himself, one of Vergil's, and one of similar personality to a less talkative extent. He walked in and simply stood just behind Vergil, paying almost no head to the others around him.

Brutus and Judas hugged their big sister strongly.

The old bount woman looked to Dante and said, "So young knight in red, Could you tell me something perhaps? I have been many places in my travels and I have met many people. Recently I met someone who said they were looking forward to seeing a Knight in red and a demon in blue. I could not figure out what they meant until now. I think they meant you and the one in blue, But I can't be entirely sure. What I wonder is what connection you have to them?" Then she sighed and continued, "The person was a young woman who referred to herself as 'The Dragon in Bloom'. Does that name mean anything to you? I've heard my fair share of strange nicknames and strange titles, But that one took the cake. Perhaps the name has some meaning to you and your doll, though I can't imagine what meaning there could be found in such a name. Dragons do not bloom, they hatch. Flowers Bloom. Oh my head..." and then Sophie clutched her forehead with her left hand, getting a head ache just thinking about the nickname.