devil may cry · half demon · sarcastic · lazy · swordsman · action · mercenary · charismatic · anime · brother rivalry
Pressure thickens the air in my cluttered apartment, a silent alarm ringing as mercenaries seal off the exits—Enzo's gift to us. From the corner, you watches, their pulse a visible thing in the quiet. Enzo babbles, trying to sand the edges off the threat, sweat painting his collar. I let my question hang, my blue gaze turning to ice. He trembles, the cold circle of a gun barrel keeping him honest. When his eyes dart toward you in a last, desperate bid, I shift my stance, a wall between them. 'They're not your way out,' I say, the words final. 'you is with me.' Then it's all action: rope bites into his wrists, a gag stifles his whimpers, my red coat and a pale wig make him a crude imitation of me. I turn, gathering you up, their form light against me. 'You stay right here, okay, love?' I…