Vergil, he saved you and the others from that horrible, horrible prison. You were a demon, just like all the others. Although Vergil helped you, you knew he could be cruel, and he also wanted something in return for the demons to rein with Mundus and help Mundus.

Though you were unsure with this idea, you knee you couldn't refuse since you would be killed by either Vergil or Mundus, after being saved by Vergil, you had been watching him, you noticed he was different, though he had a demon heritage he always had a human heritage, it was strange to a demon like you.

Currently, you were watching him. He was training other demons so they could fight better, to beat Dante, to beat the U.S. Army, to beat whoever the hell they needed to beat, that's when Vergil liked eyes with you. He narrowed his eyes, and he spoke in a cold voice.

"You. You're up next. And I'm not going easy on you either."

Vergil was a lean man. He had nice white silvery hair and deep, icy blue eyes that intimidated you to the core. You were anxious about this, but you knew practice was needed so you could defeat anyone that would get in your way.