A fic I wrote ^_^

[Shahal]

Welcome Home

You could've been all I wanted
But you weren't honest
Now get in the ground
You choked off the surest of favors
But if you really loved me
You would've endured my world

The woman stood on a large balcony, the French double doors opened into the bedroom that was hers alone in the large mansion that she lived in. She brought a crystal glass of the deepest red wine to her equally crimson, poisonous lips even as the corners tilted into a wicked smirk. She was dressed to kill on that night, wearing an embroidered taffeta high cut corset with a full black ballroom skirt and high heels that a woman would die for, she looked out onto the streets that ran red with blood and awaited his arrival, she knew he would come.

Well you're just as I presumed
A whore in sheep's clothing
Fucking up all I do
And if so here we stop
Then never again
Will you see this in your life

The man took off through the streets, the red trench coat he wore billowed around him as the wind caught it, he must have looked quite the sight, with a sword almost as tall as him holstered on his back, a pair of large handguns held tightly, his knuckles were white with the pressure but that was hidden by his leather gloves, and a look of determination, the look of a devil in his crystal blue eyes, his handsome face contorted into a deep scowl as he prowled through the chaotic streets of a city turned into a hell on Earth.

Hang on to the glory at my right hand
Here laid to rest is our love ever longed
With truth on the shores of compassion
You seem to take premise to all of these songs

It had begun to rain, as if nature wept for the countless that had been slaughtered that night, the wind blew a scent that held decay and burning to it, blowing her curled chestnut hair from off her pale naked shoulders. Yet even as the rain fell not a single drop touched the woman and she sipped carefully on the wine, simply waiting for what she knew was to come and looking with a certain twisted pride at the ‘masterpiece’ she had created, pure and total chaos, the woman had managed to unleash hell on this pitiful realm and it showed in the death that filled the streets.

You stormed off to scar the armada
Like Jesus played letter,
I'll drill through your hands
The stone for the curse you have blamed me
With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep
But if you could just write me out
To neverless wonder... happy will I become
Be true that this is no option,
So with sin I condemn you
Demon play, demon out!

He walked with a purpose, with a single intent: Revenge. Never had he been so completely deceived and never had it cost him so much, it was enough to make his blood boil, he saw his destination up ahead and felt his anger multiply tenfold. Gritting his teeth he stormed into the large, lavish mansion and pushed aside the nausea that hit him at the memories that sprung of the last time he had been here, this felt as if it would be the hardest thing the man would do in his life. But he steeled his resolve as he took up the steps before reaching the familiar door, her door, and flung it open.

Hang on to the glory at my right hand
Here laid to rest is our love ever longed
With truth on the shores of compassion
You seem to take premise to all of these songs

The sound of her ornate oak door slamming open pulled the demon out of her musings and again that wicked smile crossed her features. Of course he had come, not simply because it was his job but because he wanted revenge, revenge for his betrayal and for the lives she had taken. And she knew that she wouldn’t be able to win in a fight against him, she couldn’t beat the Son of Sparda in a physical fight. Even as she turned to face the man she had lied to and taken advantage of she prepared for her death, but it didn’t bother her. Even though somewhere deep down she had fallen in love with the man the beautiful woman was still a demon and she had accomplished what her Dark Master had sent her to this realm to do, there was nothing left now.

One last kiss for you
One more wish to you
Please make up your mind girl...
I'd do anything for you
One last kiss for you
One more wish to you
Please make up your mind girl...
Before I hope you die

His eyes flashed, the devil inside was raging in pain and anger. His emotions in turmoil because of this creature that stood before him, as she turned their eyes met and they both knew what was to come, both knew what needed to be done. He raised a shinning white and glistening black handguns took aim, even now with the sight of a blood red moon behind her his heart ached for the woman but he pushed all emotions aside and pulled the trigger. A pair of well placed bullets pierced the heart of the woman he once loved, and as she fell limp and lifeless to the floor he felt his heart shatter, there was nothing left now.

{Takes place around DMC 2 and the song is Welcome Home by Coheed and Cambria}

[Aria]

Two words for you Shahal.

Fucking. Awesome!! *tacklehugs*

Song = many luffs. x3

[Shahal]

Thanks ^-^