Brothers
one wears red, the other blue. One wields guns and the other just a sword. One wanting to help humanity. One wanting to help the demons take control. Both willing to kill the other even thought they are of the same blood. Both sons of Sparda. Both remembering their pasts. Both a part of each other. Both tearing away from one another. Blades clang. Bodies bleed. One left living, fighting humanity The other left in the underworld fighting the prince of darkness. One red, One blue. Both devils. Both have hearts. One is breaking for his lost brother discovering that maybe some devil may cry. Some may have the gift of humans. Two brothers. Two fates. Two devils. Two hearts. One red. One blue. One is Dante. One is Virgil.