zane ran down to join the fight "BLOOD OF SPARDA..." he starts to say then he thinks in his head "this fight...looks like 3 on 1...i'll even the odds more" zane runs down and stands beside nocturnal "do you need some assistance, defeating the blood of sparda and his followers"?

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"Looks like we might have our selves a good ol' fight."

Terry looked at the two scanning them getting as much as he could out of there physical apperence, they looked strong. He got ready as he would ever be vergil got up and got in his fighting stance also.

"Well you make the first move." Vergil said with a smirk and suddenly his leg was healed like nothing had ever happened to him.

 Terry thought to himself, i knew they under estimated his power.

"Oh one more thing, and this time i wont go easy on you." Vergil said.

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Dont speak, just die!

"So why did you and Vergil fight again?" Asks might sitting in a chair at Dante's office luckily for him neither Lady or trish was around.

"We are brothers after all, Brothers fight you should know that better then anyone else, kid" says Dante putting his feet up and grabbing a slice of pizza.

"You're going to stop calling me 'kid' especially when I'm way older then you." Says Might grabbing a slice of pizza.

"You may be far older then me going by your demon side but, that body of yours is only around 23." says Dante

"So what i could still kick your ass!" Says Might.

"For such an old man you still act like a kid." says Dante with a smirk.

"That's it!" Says Might as he points one of his pistols at Dantes head quickly matched by Dante.

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"All psychicchers must die"

"Easy?" Noctural gave his sickening laugh and got into his fighting stance

You do not know my power. thought Noctural

He took one step and immediately disappeared. His hand was around Vergil's neck. Vergil with Yamato, severed Noctural's hand. The demon didn't even flinch.

"If that is your healing ability with only half demon lineage, imagine mine."

Noctural's stump began to grow fingers. Then slowly his hand regenerated.

"Are we going to fight for eternity? Huh? We obviously can both heal. We almost have even power. You and I don't age like humans do."

Noctural locked blades with Vergil.

"I want my revenge!"

"Then help me take back what is rightfully mine from my brother."

Vergil could see the thoughtfulness in Noctural's eyes. This was starting to piece together. Noctural had just become a pawn in the giant chess game called life. 

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Death comes swiftly to those who fear

Alien smirked and still sat, it was not a good demon - but it was a biased demon. It much prefered the morals of Dante. Now... if that were the other brother..." it thought. It - although a demon - hated the lust for power that most had.

This fight may well get interesting after all...

Hey guys, its not ot interupt but I was wondering if theere was space for me to join?

 

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Choose your death: The sword, the twins or the bouble barrels.

Nevermind

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Choose your death: The sword, the twins or the bouble barrels.