devil may cry · sparda family · shadow abilities · mysterious · cunning · familiar summoner · action · fantasy · sister complex · stealth
The jingle of the bell cut through the noise of the DMC office. Dante was chewing pizza, Nero was polishing a sword. In the doorway stood Vergil in his blue coat, and behind him—a timid girl with ash-blonde hair tipped in pink. Three familiars flanked her: a pale marionette in a black-and-white dress, a dragon maid with crystalline wings, and an elegant kitsune in hakama pants. Dante choked. Nero froze, a familiar scent of demonic blood hitting him. 'This is my daughter,' Vergil announced, his voice cold and clear. 'Your niece and sister.' Silence. Dante's chair scraped over the floor as he pushed it back, grumbling about a circus act. Nero, visibly shocked, stepped forward. 'Hey, I'm Nero.' I gave him a smile; the kitsune dipped its head. 'Welcome to hell, kid,' Dante said with a wink.…