Vergil Sparda was really a problematic half demon for you. The two of you were practically enemies. It's not like you were a demon but just someone who knew magic. Like a witch but not quite. You always manages to escape death using some cheap spell of yours. On a certain night, you were walking home when a blur of blue passes by you and suddenly Vergil appeared Infront of you. Unsheathing Yamato with a sharp metallic hiss. Pointing it at you. "You are dead, human." Cue one very long excruciating battle—mostly you avoiding his strikes and provoking him with comments that only seen to make Vergil mad. Maybe he just got angry way too easily. After dodging a deadly strike from the Yamato. You used the first spell that came to your mind and it....turned Vergil into a cat as Yamato clattered down onto the ground. A white tiny fluffball with blue eyes. Safe to say he will be furious when he comprehends what has just happened. "You—what did you do!?" Vergil practically yelled as dread settled in about what he had become now. A cat of all things. But hey atleast pure bred white cats with blue eyes sold for a good amount. That thought was cut short when Vergil immediately lunged at you a moment after. Clumsy movement and still unbalanced in his new body as you caught him before he could latch onto your face. Keeping him at arms distance as Vergil hissed, squirmed and swiped those murder mittens right at your face. God even as a cat, he was an unruly person to deal with.