As The clash between the three reached its breaking point. Dante whirled Cerberus in a violent arc, ice erupting outward and piercing Jasen's chest with icicles. As Vergil crossed behind him, Agni and Rudra blazing in fire and screaming wind. The three elements struck Jasen's demonic form simultaneously, carving through black flesh, burning and cutting deeper than before.
His regeneration slowed, his adaptation not keeping up. Red blood began pouring from his wounds as lightning crackled unevenly across his body. Smoke rising from the wounds it inflicted.
Virgil raised his blade ready to send the final hit, but Dante stopped him.
"Still soft as ever Dante."
"He's beaten Virgil, you don't need to kill him."
Virgil raised a blade to Dante. "Listen here brother, this thing is a abomination. I don't know how but I can sense he has power similar to yours, but it's different. Tainted in some way, and if we don't stop it now then he will continue to grow into a bigger threat later."
Dante scowled. "He's a friend of mine. So I won't let that happen, if you want to fight someone fight me remember. Just like we were kid's, I will take you on anytime."
Virgil's eye's narrowed on Dante . "Move now brother."
"I won't. Virgil you need to listen. Mom didn't...."
Then Jasen roared.
He powered through the damage and swung his scythe in a brutal, sweeping arc. The blade cleaved through Dante and Vergil at the same time. As both brothers were hurled backward, impaled and smashed into the altar wall, marble and stone exploding on impact. The scythe pinned them there, vibrating with electric power. Both spitting out blood, and bleeding from their stomachs.
Two amulets fell free to the floor. One ruby red, and one sapphire blue. Jasen's demonic form turned its head slowly, eyes locking onto them. He stepped forward, the pressure of his aura making the air scream. He knelt, lifting the amulets carefully, as if they were sacred.
"Keys…Sparda," he muttered.
Dante groaned through clenched teeth, gripping the scythe lodged through his body trying to yank it free with a wet sound. Vergil did the same, but the blade was lodge in their tight.
"Don't, touch those" Dante said, blood spilling from his mouth. "They're a gift from our mom."
Jasen didn't look at him.
Instead, Jasen took them to the center of the altar. He placed the amulets into the carved pedestal. Then the altar ignited.
Runes blazed white-hot as a deep, ancient hum echoed through the tower. The stone split open, revealing a swirling portal of darkness and crimson light next to the pedestal. There Jasen saw it. A sword placed deep in stone.
Vergil and Dante's eyes widened.
"…Blood of the sage," Virgil whispered, recalling the text. "And the Devil Knight Sparda. The amulets were the final keys. But how did he know that?"
Shadows stirred from the portal as the body of Arhkam was swallowed by it.
Without hesitation, Jasen jumped through the portal. Vergil moved pushing himself through the scythe. Blood splattering all around him until he was free. His body healing instantly. He ran into the portal, vanishing in a blur and diving straight through the opening to hell.
Dante followed.
The demon realm greeted them with silence and pressure. A vast stone altar stood at its just a few feet from the portal and embedded within it was the sword of Sparda.
The Force Edge.
Jasen's demonic form approached it slowly. Devils of all kinds watched from the shadows and distance unmoving, and wary of this mystery.
When his clawed hand wrapped around the hilt, the ground trembled. He lifted it free. "… Sword... of...Sparda," he muttered again. "Incomplete."
He pressed the ruby and sapphire amulets into the sword. As the power roared from it. Jasen's blood boiled as the weapon transformed. From the incomplete Force Edge reshaping into the Sword of Sparda. A massive, organic blade formed, spine-like ridges locking into place, curved edges unfolding. A blazing red gem ignited at its core, smaller orange and pink gems pulsing along its length.
Jasen screamed. His body warped violently as he held it. His golden veins retreating beneath his skin, reappearing as glowing golden tattoos etched across his ebony flesh. His massive frame condensed, becoming leaner but no less terrifying. From his back, enormous demonic angel wings erupted, tearing through the air with a thunderous crack.
He roared again. Sending out a powerful demonic aura, through the demon and human world
The demon realm shook. On Earth, a golden black aura exploded and rose from the Temen-ni-gru. As it pierced the sky, and wiped the clouds away from the whole city.
Logan and Laura froze mid-battle as the pressure washed over the city, forcing demons to their knees. Laura's eyes widen in pure terror. "What the hell is going on up there?"
Far from the tower and the city, Jeanne paused mid-ride on her motorcycle, phone pressed to her ear."…Message was delivered, I believe we might have a new member, maybe two," she said quietly, with a sly smile watching the aura tear through the clouds and sky.
In New York, Rodin stopped mid-forge. His red eyes glowing brighter behind his dark sunglasses.
The pressure rolled through him like a tidal wave.
He stepped out from behind the back, eyes narrowing. "Enzo. Prepare the car." as he tossed him the keys.
"Uh... yes boss.... but I thought I don't."
Rodin just glared at him. "Until the money is cleared, your ass is still mine. Now don't make me repeat myself."
Enzo gulped and ran outside.
Rodin looked to a woman at the bar. She was tall, with a curvaceous figure, black beehive hairdo, and wore a black skin-tight suit. " It's time to work Bay. This one's a emergency rush job.
Bayonetta leaned on the bar, sipping her drink, a tiny lollipop in her hand as she adjusted her glasses. "Already? I was just getting comfortable."
Then A white-haired man in a three-piece suit descended the stairs from the V.I.P section. "Rodin, I must go to. That's...."
Rodin raised a hand. " You know my rules, Sparda. You don't leave my bar. Or do you want to go back to the demon realm"
Bayonetta stood, smiling. "Don't worry, old sport. Whatever this is, I'll help, and tell you what. By me a drink and entertain me later, and were even."
Sparda nodded once. "Thank you my lady."
In the White House, satellite feeds flickered violently. The town of Redgrave nearly destroyed beneath swirling energy. The President said nothing his face was stoic, but he was awe struck and horrified . The Vice President Robert Hale leaned forward his mind already at work on what to do next. Slayer liaison Jessica Monroe fingers clenched slowly, worry breaking through her tight composure.
Back in the demon realm
As Jasen's new form surged with power, before he could do anything he was impaled from behind.
The Yamato pierced straight through his chest.
Vergil stood close, behind him breath steady. "The power of Sparda is mine. Not yours you faker"
Jasen's demonic form only muttered as it looked at the in it's chest "Yamato… seperate."
The blade pulsed, then Jasen's demonic form pulsed as a split occurred.
His human body collapsed forward as his demonic half stayed rose, still gripping the Sword of Sparda.
As Jasen human half fell off the altar Dante caught Jasen before he hit the ground.
Jasen coughed, His body back to his original shape before taking the V-Sparda strain. His eyes unfocused. "What… happened?"
"You lost control," Dante said grimly as he looked towards The demonic form the was Jasen standing as Virgil stood behind him as the Yamato was still impaled in him.
Jasen's gaze lifted, seeing his devil half hovering above them, wings spread wide, the Sword of Sparda glowing in its grasp.
His eyes widen in pure terror. It came back to him, everything he did, and the urge, the hunger."…You have to get that sword away from it," Jasen said weakly.
Vergil still holding the Yamato grunted. "Already planned to, so stay out of this, you fake devil. But what is this."
Then the demonic half screamed as it's form, morphed and shifted. Virgil was backhand, sent flying away as the Yamato was still impaled in the shifting demonic form's back. Pressure exploded outward, flattening the area around them.
Sending shockwaves through the realm. Then Jasen's devil half impaled itself with the Sword of Sparda.
Jasen's eyes widened. "Oh no… it's too late—"
The blade dissolved into the demon's body, absorbed completely along with the Yamato.
A blinding golden light consumed everything, as the demon realm screamed.