Into the Shadows...

She whipped her blades around towards Dante as she heard him laugh “Oh fuck it.. let it out.” Her frustration was beyond her, she normally never took out her anger on her brother and closest friend but he hit a nerve with his light bantering and teasing. He slowly came to a standing position as she stood next to him.. her guns still drawn and her blades at ready as he tisked at her “temper..temper.” She scoffed as she looks to him “You of all people Dante…” she turned her back to him and crossed her arms grumbling about the “Vish the fish the bish” comment. Dante rolled his eyes and watched as she turned her back on him “and I’ll repeat.. temper temper..” She was being a stubborn mule as she practically threw her nose in the air snub nosing him. He took a seat behind her speaking softly “I’ve been through hell and back these last few days.. and am still in hell… a stubborn and bratty sister couldn’t compare..so you’re only wasting your own time doing so.” A sudden rush of guilt moved through her as she lowered her head and turned around to face him. Dante slowly raised his head to look up at her “finished with the tantrum?” She raised an eyebrow “finished insuiating I smell funny?” Dante sat back and got more comfortable as he continued to speak quietly ” light teasing, nothing compared to what’s been dealt your way by others.” She dropped down to the ground as she looked up to him “So I’m sensitive when it comes to you..” Dante nodded slowly “So I just witnessed..” his focus moved down to the snow remembering his first initial days within this place and he began to trace symbols and shapes with a finger tip. She stared down at the ground momentarily and then looked back up to him as she tilted her head watching him slowly “Im sorry.” Dante’s voice carried across to her, almost in a hollow tone, his eyes still fixated before him as his finger continues the pieces before him “it’s fine.”

She slowly stretched her leg out in curiosity as she sat across from him and tapped his foot lightly “watcha doing?” Dante blinked in timing with her tapping his shoe shaking his head slowly as if it was numb “nothing..” His eyes still fixated on the drawings before him he drops a second finger, swaying them in a forked motion to add to the symbols effortlessly, and as if even unknowingly “Redo”. The images before him grew larger, and his eyes seemed to tear downwards within shadow streams beginning to fill in the hieroglyphic like forms he etched in. She pulled her foot back wrapping her arms around her legs as she watched Dante with concerned eyes, she was unfamiliar with the symbols and she wasn’t sure exactly what was happening to him, she shivered slightly from the cold as she closed her eyes momentarily before focusing her attention back on him. Dante’s eyes continued to stream while the backs of his hands laid on the snow. The shadows washing over the symbols, he murmured “redo”.. they then began to split and rush back up and over his shoulders “presence” His palms now beginning to darken, shadows seeping up and out from the snow and washing over his legs “unity”. Finally the shadows rushed over him quickly in a violent manner unseen before.. this time not from his own control. They lashed over him freezing him instantly, not a single fidget, shake or falter could be noticed.

Dante remained still for what seemed like an eternity, then suddenly his head snapped up to what seems like a glare directly into her eyes. Only beams of a harsh but pale blue emitted from his eyes through the think shadow-like squall that rushed over him. A deep rumble was heard from his chest, almost that of something satanic “THERE IS NO LIGHT!” As quick as it had all happened it was over, his eyes faded immediately and his body collapsed onto his back while his legs spasmed and wiped out the markings before him, the shadows dissipated and escaped him to fly back into the night’s very own darkness.

She instantly jumped up and was by his side before she even knew how she managed to move so quickly, she closed her eyes as she kneeled beside Dante, shadows forming over her hands as she whispered his name softly. She took a deep breath and then forced her concentration on the shadows as she forced them towards him. Dante’s body rejected the darkness that was sent from her and faded more, he shifted back to his true form. His tentacles laid limp at his sides with his tail looped around a leg and laying at rest upon his stomach. She called his name as she tried to keep herself calm and not panic.. she was at a loss of what to do to help him.

Dante’s body continued to shift, his being slowly becoming nothing more then that of his true existence, a mist of hovering shadows. She stayed by his side. She had already made up her mind that she refused to leave him, no matter what she would be there for when he came around. She moved her fingers lightly over the snow as watched over Dante’s shadowy mist. A single tear rolled down over her cheek. She didn’t remember the last time she cried but she cared for Dante more then anything, and despite what he knew, she would sacrifice her own life and soul to help him. She laid her head on her knees as the tear rolled from her face dropping into the snow. Dante’s mist followed suit with the small breeze coming from the toxic water’s shoreline and swayed ever so slightly as they spiraled in within each other, crashing against oen another at times causing a quiet rumble and spark at the center of his darkness. It was there she laid down beside him, she shivered from the 30 degree weather as she curled up into a small ball going to sleep… waiting..