Here is a non-Yaoi DMC story with the three devils we all know and love.

Characters belong to Capcom. Made up characters belong to me.

The world spun around as the man tried to grasp what just happened to him. First red flag was that he was in a hospital. Second there was an actual IV in his arm and three, he did not spot his weapons. So one of two things happened; Vergil came back with a vengeance and beat the hell out of him, or Trish did some freaky voodoo shit and effed him over. He wanted to go with the second choice because Vergil died a long time ago. The firm hospital bed moved as he tried to sit up. There was a light green curtain with a leaf pattern all over covering his view of the door. He heard it open, the sounds of beeping and mumbling became louder. The curtain was pulled back by a pale hand and a face that he recognized all too well. He smiled seeing, at least, someone he recognized in this damn place. She pulled a bag of morphine from her cart to switch it out with another one. He noticed a pain in the center of his chest. What the hell happened to him? Now he was seriously considering the whole Vergil idea. He sat up again except this time Kyrie helped him.

"Hey Kyrie," He said surprised at how weak his voice sounded.

The girl frowned. "You shouldn't Talk Dante."

"Where am I?" He asked ignoring Kyrie's warning.

She sighed as he picked up the thermometer r from her station. She slipped a clear tube on the rod then placed it in Dante's mouth under his tongue.

"You're in Fortuna," She answered typing in the result into the computer records.

"Wait. Why the fuck am I here?" Dante asked.

The girl pulled out the blood pressure band and snapped it over his arm. "Trish didn't explain much when she and Lady brought you in." Kyrie put on her statoscope, placing the circular part a bit under the fabric. You don't remember anything?"

Dante nodded no. Then she sighed again at this rate she will be dead.

"Well from what I can gather about your condition. Last week Trish brought you in with Lady. You were torn up with gashes everywhere. Trish asked if she could stay at my place while Lady stayed with Nero. I think you guys may have come here to hunt something because your gashes where unusually deep. Like if Yamato cut you." Kyrie explained.

"And how would you know what the cuts look like?" Dante asked. Nero better not have cut Kyrie with that sword or he was going to take it back.

"Nero left it at my place once. I was going to take it back to him but as soon as I touched it a flash of blue appeared on my arm and when it exploded it cut me." Kyrie explained.

"Oh, I see. Any word from the girls?"

"Other than they'd stop by today," Kyrie said. "I have to get back to work. Um if you need anything just call me by pushing that button on your bed." She pointed.

"Thanks, Kyrie. I owe you." Dante smiled.

She smiled before leaving. Dante lay back on his bed staring at the window. Fortuna really cleaned itself up. Especially Kyrie, she became a nurse. The elder assumed that Nero probably paid her tuition to go to school, which was sweet in his mind. Just showed how much the Kid loved her. Getting lost in his thought, he did not notice the door opened. The person walked in with a heavy demonic aura that almost scared him which was rare. Nero appeared with his left arm holding Dante's clothes. The teen placed the garments on the edge of the bed.

"Hey, Oldman how you feelin' ?" Nero asked hesitantly.

"Honestly? I feel like my brother just kicked me in the nads and shoved Yamato in my chest." Dante explained leaning over to his clothes to find his boxers.

Nero looked up towards the door and sighed. " I told you he'd notice you kicked him in the Balls."

The door opened and then shut. Dante has never been more scared in his life before. Appearing was none other than his twin. Vergil looked just about the same age as Dante but with a much smaller build. He didn't wear his signature blue silk coat. Instead, he wore an indigo blue turtleneck with silver buttons going down both sides of his shirt, the sleeves stopping just below his elbows. Oh, he thought he would never see the day when he would see Vergil wear jeans. They looked like Nero's jeans too.

"I did not think he would remember." Spoke the male.

"Oh. My. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!" Dante yells.

"That was a friendly hello," Vergil mutters.

Nero wanted to laugh. He has never seen Dante so riled up before.

"Verge why the hell aren't you dead? Didn't I kill you on mallet Island?!" Dante said loudly.

"Apparently not. I ended up here on Fortuna's beach. That's where I beat you to a pulp in my corrupted state." Vergil said to his twin.

"And now you're normal?" Dante asked.

"For the majority I am. I have random episodes but it is nothing you should preoccupy yourself with."

Nero sat back and quietly observing how the twins interacted with each other. There was little to no difference between the twin's faces. In personality, they were polar opposites. Dante had a laid-back attitude towards everything. Vergil carried himself with pride and such proper actions, Nero almost felt ashamed for having his beloved Yamato. Still the twins shared something that he believed went beyond family genes. They were both arrogant. Nero knew he was arrogant himself, but nothing compared to the sons of Sparda.

Having Vergil over his apartment along with Lady was a bit of a challenge. Turns out the two do not like each other; he could almost consider them mortal enemies. The thing is that they actually can have a conversation without riling up the other. Nero did not want to pry and ask why they disliked one another so much. Lady had told him that she does not like Vergil much, but for Dante's sake, she will pretend to play nice with him as long as he did the same. Vergil was aware that his brother and Lady were best friends; though they would never admit it aloud. Keeping that in mind he would hold back his level of rudeness to a ten.

"I swear on our father that if you try to open the Temn-Ni-Gru one more time!" Dante began.

"Dante I already have obtained what I desired from the tower." Vergil explained. "I have father's power."

"You better not go off killing people again." Nero muttered already knowing Vergil's story.

"Nonsense, my only desire is to protect my last blood relative."

Dante wanted to throw a book at his twin. Oh, now he wants to be all I-wanna-protect-you-Dante. If he were like that about twenty years ago maybe, they would not have such a shitty sibling relationship.

"All crazy shit aside, Kyrie said you might get discharged today or tomorrow," Nero said to the bedridden Dante.

"What sis happen to me anyway?"

Nero looked to Vergil. "Your brother, you explain that shit to him."

The older twin sighed and began. "I attacked you in my corrupted state. I did not realize it was you until I was thrown into the ocean. I cut you up to the point of mutilation. You only recovered because I gave some of my blood to you."

Vergil lifted up the jackets right sleeve. There was a white cotton ball with medical tape on it.

" I am not as cruel as I use to be Dante."

Okay so for safe reasons Vergil might be a little OCC. I'm going to try to keep him in character as much as possible. The same goes for the others.