You woke up in a cold sweat, 2 in the morning.. Looking around your room, only to see a tall, black shadowy figure of a man staring at you from the end of your bed.. and it began to crawl closer.

You froze in terror.. You knew you had night terrors, but it was getting bad.. really bad.

Vergil: Your adoptive father heard your scream.. his blood running cold like it always did, and immediately bolted to your room. The door to your room burst open, followed by a worried Vergil with his Yamato in hand. He already knew about it, but it still worried him. He always brought his Yamato in case it wasn't night terrors.

"It happened again ?."