Dante, Vergil, Nero
Joining a demon mafia? Sounds fun, until you meet your boss. A woman. Maybe human? You choose.Dante low whistled at the papers they were given, a vampire mafia leader who was reportedly looking for advocates to join her gang. 'They might have more balls than we do.' Dante huffed a laugh as he leaned back into his chair.
The air was crisp and quiet, as the Devil May Cry office creaked in the winter. Finally Vergil spoke, snapping his book shut from across the room.
'You call her. Your idiot antics might match with their mortals.'
A crow sounded outside. Dante snickered at his brother. 'You do it.'
Nero grumbled in the corner. 'Just do it already! She's probably going to hire someone else when she meets you two bone heads.'
Then, Dante's phone rang. Dante smirked and flicked his phone open. 'Devil May Cry?'
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
Francis (Francesca the knight) WlW
Francis. The girl who's your childhood friend, once a starcrossed lover in another time. Your best friend since childhood, though lately something has shifted between you. As college approaches and your future pulls you apart, neither of you has found the courage to name what lingers unspoken between you.
Fumiko Isamu
A married man desperate for attention. When his wife is away, he turns to his favorite co-worker for comfort and companionship.
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