Shade: Hello, everyone! This is my first fanfiction. You may know me from the character commentaries at the beginning of my sister Monzepelmoon's fanfictions.
Moon-chan: Hey sis!
Shade: What are you doing here?
Moon-chan: I'm here to make sure that you don't kill anyone for not reviewing as soon as you put this up.
Shade: Whatever! Dante! Do the disclaimer.
Dante: ShadeSparda does not own DMC. Wait Shade, why is your last name the same as mine?
Shade: I only own this story, and the suprises that it will have store for certain people (looks at Dante, with an evil grin)
Moon-chan: (giggles uncontrollably) Well let's get on with this story, shall we?
Chapter 1: Prologue
A young girl with blood red hair, eyes like emeralds, and porcelain white skin, lay surrounded by the bodies of the dead. Bodies everywhere you can see men, women, and children. You would think it that it was this girl's fault, but it wasn't though some may argue that it was. Demons were the ones responsible for this massacre.
Now this girl, the rescuers didn't know what to do with her, some were cruel and wanted to leave her for dead. They would hit her and yell at her, some couldn't believe their eyes and were in utter shock. No one would help the poor little girl, but who would, to them she was both a monster and responsible for the deaths of hundreds of people.
How old was she well, she was only five years of age.
After a week of all this abuse she ran away. All she could think of was, 'I'm not the monster, they are, THEY ARE!' She ran until she couldn't run no more, and then some more. Then she collapsed from exhaustion.
"Nuuva (Nova), I heard something, mmmm… maybe it's a lost kid," a woman so seductive and terrifying said softly. The girl woke with a start at the sound of the woman's voice. She stared at the woman and shook violently.
The girl was screaming in her head to run, that she was going to die, because this woman was a demon.
(How she knew this, well you'll find out later)
"You're scaring the girl Mistrell." Then Nuuva turned to the girl asking kindly, "What's your name, kid?"
The girl couldn't speak. She couldn't make a sound. Her voice would not come to.
Nuuva and Mistrell looked at the girl and noticed the dried blood on her dress that she was barefoot and she was hurt.
"Nuuva, we can't let this little girl stay alone. Just look at her, she needs help. I bet she's very adorable under all these bruses and stuff," Mistrell said to Nuuva with a pout.
"Fine, but you have to look after her. And get everything she needs," he told Mistrell with a soft expression. "Now, I'm not going to ask what happened to you, kid, unless you want to tell us. We just can't call you kid or girl though, so let's give you a name," Nuuva told his newest charge, or should we say Mistrell's newest charge.
"Hmmm…I know, why don't we call her 'Shade'. What do you think cutie?"
The girl nodded vigerously in happiness because she was finally being treated like a living being and was given a sorta family or at least a start to one.
Shade: So, hope you guys liked it….(looks around) Where's Dante?
Moon-chan: He went out to get a Strawberry sundae, I think.
Shade: (Twitches ) He did what?
Moon-chan: (Snickers as Dante comes in with a Strawberry Sundae) Somebody's in trouble!
Dante: (looks up from ice cream to see a very angry authoress) OH BOY! (Starts running)
Moon-chan: Well, I guess that's it for this chapter, see you next time!
Shade: (Shouting as she chases Dante) Hope you enjoyed this chapter, please R&R. Dante, get your pizza eating ass over here, BYE!