#[ like the idea that snatchers able to summon someone's soul to have it appear

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Hopeless - Chapter 3: The Search

Warnings: Gore and Language

Devil May Cry - V x Gender Neutral Reader

Fanfic summary:  You have been kidnapped by a Soul Snatcher clan that used to reside within Red Grave. They’re torturing you for more information about the one who helped you kill their leader. While being held captive you begin to think about how to escape, how this all started, and if someone will find you. Then again, what would happen if you escape?

Hopeless Masterlist

Present Day

V grew more irritable and anxious as days passed. V asked Trish and Lady to keep an eye out for you when they went on missions. Kyrie offered to keep an eye on things in Fortuna. V had Vegril search the Underworld. Dante and Nero chose to stay with V. Not only to help search for you but to also keep him sane. V was distressed and more so each time anyone told him they had nothing to report. The only good thing to V was that your death wasn’t all over the news. 

Morrison casually waltzed in as the group returned from today’s mission. Dante’s eyes darted to the envelope he was holding. Morrison with an envelope meant one thing: Devil May Cry has a mission. Morrison explained the mission would be taking place where the Qliphoth once stood. Ever since Urizen was defeated, the government had the whole area on lockdown. They were gathering samples and studying what remained. Someone within the government hired Devil May Cry to eliminate the demons attacking the scientists.

Dante took the envelope from Morrison only to find a couple hundred bucks. Before Dante could ask, Morrison put up his hands. Majority of the money went to Dante’s debts (bills, bets he lost, payments owed to the others). Dante sulked in his chair, partially disappointed his pay wasn’t bigger. He knew this would happen but he wouldn’t mind having some extra cash once in a while. Dante already knew Nero would want in on this. He decided to ask V since he didn’t believe he searched that area yet. “V, want tag along?”

V was reading Creatures of the Occult and How to Summon Them hoping to find something he may have missed. He went deep in thought with Dante’s invitation, debating if that area was worth searching. After defeating Carmilla, it appeared all the other Soul Snatchers within her clan fled. Ever since he hasn’t seen a single Soul Snatcher in Red Grave. Would any of the Soul Snatchers stick around? V was unsure. His worry for you along with lack of sleep was affecting his judgement. As V opened his lips to answer, Vergil appeared. “I have an inkling of where (Y/N) is. They may be hidden somewhere within the area where the Qliphoth was.”

“If they were there, wouldn’t someone have found them sooner?” Nero wondered.

“Not if they’re killing whoever ventures too close to their hideout….We should get going.” V knew this bait to lure him to the Soul Snatchers. He didn’t care. All he wanted was to find you. 

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You couldn’t tell how much time has passed since you’ve been captured. A day could have passed yet it felt like eternity. Day and night didn’t exist to you any more. Your prison’s light was on at all times. You attempted to sleep whenever you could. Majority of the time your captors would wake you with torture. Whether it was a slap, punch or stab. You were thankful when you were able to get an hour's sleep.

Ever since your torture began you pleaded for it to end. Until now, you thought no one could hear your silent pleas. Yet for some reason you knew the end was coming. “How” was the question. Would they just kill you? Would your body give up from the torture? Would you reveal everything you know about V? No, you couldn’t do that. The reason was because your torture would worsen. You would be tortured with the guilt of ratting out the only person you ever became close with. You would never forgive yourself if you betrayed V.

You hung in the air taking deep breaths. You needed to calm yourself. To keep your sanity. You wanted more than anything to ignore the pain and suffering inflicted upon you. You could feel every strike, every punch. Hell, your stab wounds felt as if they were made seconds ago. You needed to focus your energy on escaping. Even if death was the only option. 

You wouldn’t deny you were afraid of dying. But you knew you danced with death more times than you should have. If death was the only way out, you would gladly welcome it. Although you did not want to die in this shit prison. Which meant you had to get the fuck out of here before death made its way to you.

You closed your eyes to block out your surroundings. At first you heard the buzzing of the lights above you. As you focused more, you could hear a muffled conversation. They were talking about planting a seed to lure who they suspected to you. They never said a name so it was a safe bet they still had no idea V helped you. They intended to lure him by revealing where they were located. Someone joined in saying they believed Vergil Sparda got word of their location. A small piece of relief for you. The possibility of you leaving was plausible. 

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A soldier was finding a place to take a piss. Stealthy a Soul Snatcher crept up to him. The Soul Snatcher latched itself onto the soldier's throat sucking the soul out of him. The soldier screamed as he attempted to get the Soul Snatcher off him. His screams faded as the Soul Snatcher fed. It fled as everyone gathered to see what was going on. Dante, Nero, Vergil and V, along with other military personnel, arrived at the scene. The soldiers immediately accused Devil May Cry of murdering the soldier. 

Dante was (miserably) explaining to the military they had nothing to do with the soldier's death. V knew Nero would be able to help Dante so he made his way to the body. V asked Nero for his phone so he could use the flashlight function. The body didn't appear to have any wounds. V pushed the head to the side then saw it: puncture wounds along the throat. V had no doubt that a Soul Snatcher got him.

"A v-vampire attacked him?" V sighed as he pinched his nose. He should have expected someone uneducated would automatically guess "vampire". He quickly explained that it was a Soul Snatcher that attacked him. V knew he couldn't waste even a second with petty stuff. If Soul Snatchers were going after the military then you wouldn't have much time left. That is if you haven't run out of any. V shook his head not wanting to think about being too late.

Vergil was searching the area with Shadow. Nothing. Not even a damned footprint. V sighed with irritation. He needed to clearly think about what he had to do. He knew he couldn't do it around the bumbling idiots. "Where did most of the attacks occur?"

"Over there. More attacks happen the closer we get to where the weird tree was."

V commanded Griffon to fly ahead of him hoping he would find something. V hastily passed the soldier sticking to Griffon's trail. Something within V was telling him you were near. As long as he had this feeling he was not going to stop until he found you.

Dante and Nero (failed) to coordinate who would go where. It didn't help that they didn't notice V left without them. Nero got into a small argument with Vergil for not stopping V. Vergil just went after V to avoid the argument. If anyone knew how V would act in a situation like this, it was Vergil. 

"You could have waited until we came up with a plan...except I know you well enough." Vergil shot V a cocky smirk. V ignored Vergil.

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You began to focus on yourself and your surroundings. You knew your ribs were cracked. You weren't positive if you could use your legs. You had no idea how long it's been since you actually used them. The most movement you got we're swaying them back and forth. You were lucky they decided not to keep you blindfolded the majority of the time.

You couldn't hear too much outside. The window was rarely open. More than likely this room was soundproof so no one heard you. You heard the Soul Snatchers’ frustration with you. Of course they were also threatening and insulting you. Those didn't matter, you needed to focus your hearing on what your captors' conversation was about. To listen for what could possibly be beyond the room you were prisoned in.

Your eyes snapped open when you heard something tap the window. Tears of joy ran down your face. It was Griffon, the most annoying fucking bird you ever met. But fuck that! You were instantly filled with hope...then embarrassment. You wanted to cover your wounded body. You didn’t want anyone to see you like this. You wiped your tears along your arm. You shot a small smile at Griffon, then mouthed "go". 

Your face was composed when the guard came in. Griffon automatically flew away making his way to V. The guard rushed over to you then pulled you by the hair. He pulled your head so far back you were gazing at him. His face was filled with rage. "Who the fuck does the bird belong to?"

"You’ll find out soon.” You were instantly knocked out by guard.

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V and Vergil weren’t having any luck finding you. All they saw were dust covered abandoned buildings. Cats and other animals fighting for food in the allies. Few intact corpses here and there. V ignored all of it. He made sure to stay close to Griffon except Griffon soon flew too far away. Shadow went after him. V wasn’t sure if they went further ahead because they found something or if something found them.

"V! I found them! They're not too far from here. You gotta hurry. Things are about to get uglier." V’s widened from panic. “Uglier”? What torture did they put you through? He couldn’t spare any time to think about what you’ve been through. V and Vergil closely followed Griffon. Vergil unsheathed Yamato preparing for an ambush. V was ready to kill each and every Soul Snatcher he encountered. But was he ready to see what they have done to you?

One Year Ago

Nero called to discuss his and V's plans for when they met up. You didn't want to sit around and do nothing. You needed to find the target and soon. You invested more time than you wanted tracking the damned thing. At this point you may be losing better paying missions by choosing to complete this one.

You searched below the occult store where the altar used to be. The altar got shattered when you and V were attacked. Pieces of it were scattered everywhere. There wasn't anything worth investigating. You made your way to where the Soul Snatcher came from. Low and behold, there was a door down the hall. It was difficult to find even with your flashlight. Gun drawn you opened the door. Lower class demons were lurking beyond the door. Children's corpses, along with Soul Snatchers', laid sporadically on the floor. Their dulled lifeless eyes stared at you and beyond. Clothing and flesh were trapped between the demons' fangs. Blood ran down their jaws into the already formed puddles. “Of fucking course.”

The demons switched their attention to you, a fresh meal. You shot one in the head before it could make a move. The other you nicked. You jumped out of the way realizing you underestimated it's speed. You landed two shots in it's chest as you hid behind a pillar. You could hear it looking for you. A few more shots you took then hid. It sounded like the demon hit the floor. You knew your magazine was empty. So you put the gun in its holster then unsheathed your katana. You gave the demon a good stab to the heart, then proceeded to search the area. Your only achievement was finding a list of more possible locations. You cursed at yourself as you made your way back to V.

You and V searched another abandoned area and below. The building had nothing of interest. Below was a whole different story. Another altar greeted you. Before this mission you only saw them in movies. Now, you’re seeing more than you ever imagined under Red Grave. You were concerned about a giant cult hiding in Red Grave. Then again, if the cult consisted of humans, they’d be dead or run away if they were smart. Nothing special about the props. The altar itself had symbols carved into it. You took a couple pictures with your cracked phone hoping the book would have some information about them.

V was tapping his cane along the walls. Metallic rings against the walls were all that could be heard. Unwelcomed shivers ran down your spine. V froze stopping his tapping. Both of you heard a slight crack. Too soon after another crack, then rumbling from above. Was the building about to fucking collapse?! You both instantly ran. Up the stars, out the building then onwards. You stopped when you believed you were a safe distance away.

A giant sinkhole engulfed the building. You were beyond pissed. Every time you get closer to your target, something has to fuck you over. You made your way over to the sinkhole. You had to check if there was a path beyond the altar. A tap from the handle of V’s cane stopped you. Shadow manifested ahead of you then made her way to the sinkhole. You took a seat on the bench next to V. Waiting. For what, you had no fucking idea.

Before you heard the rumbling of buildings collapsing. Now complete silence. It was agonizing. You tried to keep your mind focused on your mission. You found more corpses recently except they weren’t drained by the Qliphoth roots. These corpses had punctures on their throats. It was evident your target was still in Red Grave yet you had no idea if the corpses were killed by your target or others within its clan. Honestly, you had no idea how big the clan was. Did they all survive during this time? Just thinking about the damned target irritated you. You were so close. Too bad yo kept getting pushed further back.

V’s head gently laid on your shoulder. He was taking a nap again. V resting and taking naps more frequently than when you met concerned you. This didn’t occur too often but too much for your liking. Was what the Soul Snatcher said true? Is V starting to die because he only has half of his soul? The thought upset you. He was probably the only person you ever got close to. He listens to you, shows interest in what you do and helps you when you need it. You weren’t sure if it was because of the partnership. If it was, you were happy to be with someone who cares even if it was only for a bit longer. 

You petted his hair while pushing a few of his black locks out of his face. He looked troubled. You didn’t think he was having a nightmare. Maybe he was dreaming of something bothering him. Your mind drifted to V. He found out everything he needed a while ago. You knew he stayed with you to hold up his end of the deal. You didn’t want him to die before accomplishing his goal because he was stuck helping you. For his sake, you had to tell V you no longer needed his help. So he could rest properly before going up against Urizen. You just had to figure out how without upsetting him.

Shadow returned with a mangled Soul Snatcher corpse. She placed the corpse in front of you. Gently you woke V by moving your shoulder. He looked at you with his emerald eyes questioning what happened. You tilted your head at the corpse before you. V sat up then examined the corpse with you. Claw marks, bite marks, missing limbs. The marks looked fresh. Too fresh. Did the Soul Snatchers become so desperate for food they ate their own clan? Maybe a herd of demons got them? Only one way to find out.

Shadow led you, V and Griffon to where she found the corpse. You wished she had the ability to talk instead of Griffon. You didn’t want V wasting his energy for nothing. The putrid scent of rotting corpses and who knows what else sucker punched your nose. You instantly covered it cursing it wasn’t helping. Piles of fly covered corpses made of adults, children, demons and Soul Snatchers, dried up blood, scattered limbs littered the area. You almost thought you were in an abandoned slaughterhouse. You wished you found what you needed below the occult store. You couldn’t waste any time so you sucked it up and got to work.

“Hey, why don’t you zap these flies away? They’re getting in my way.” You were fed up with the flies flying into your face. One almost made its way up your nostril. Your annoyance with the flies would affect your work. You would find the quickest excuse to leave. Which you knew better than to do.

“What do I look like? A fucking bug zapper!?” Your bickering went on until Griffon swallowed a fly. If he was going to eat, he wanted something a hell of a lot better than a fucking fly. Griffon sent small sparks of lightning throughout the area. Zapping the flies one by one. To damn bad they were endless.

V found a note within one of the disgusting piles. He kept it since you would probably make it more illegible than it already is. You and Shadow were mostly covered in blood, sweat, and corpse juice. You don’t know how but you managed to not barf. You were impressed V was able to keep a composed facade the whole time. You couldn’t stand being here any longer so you decided to call it. Griffon was the first to leave bitching about how gross the place was. You were irked. The fucker didn’t search through the fucking corpses. He just did the one job you gave him: zap the flies.

You felt somewhat refreshed after getting cleaned up. You sat next to V while drying your hair with a towel. You could tell V was having trouble reading the note. He stared intensely at the note. You took the note from his hand recognizing the language: Enochian. If you remembered correctly it’s a dead language once spoken by demons. Very few creatures fluently speak it. You stared at the note wishing it would literally spell out (in English) what it said. You tried to remember what you learned about the language. Griffon flew onto V’s shoulder ready to jeer at you. V gripped Griffon’s beak shut not wanting him to interrupt you. 

“They’re hiding somewhere at the opposite end of town. But what fucking clues where left to reveal their exact location?” V faced your phone to you. He was showing you the symbols you took pictures of. You gave V a baffled look unsure how symbols for a ritual would lead you to your target.

“I’ve noticed a few of these symbols at the other locations we searched. I thought the same as you at first. Then it became clear these symbols were directions. Follow the directions from and you’ll find your target.” Lucky for you the previous owner of Creatures of the Occult and How to Summon Them left basically every detail of their findings in the book. V already saved the page explaining the symbols for you. You honestly believed you would find your target soon.

The mini celebration you started in your head soon vanished. You had to convince V to stay behind. You knew he would be persistent. You thought making him stay behind would anger him. You knew V never wanted to be seen as weak or helpless. Except he needs what strength he has for his goal. V helped you more than enough. You couldn’t think of any good possible outcome from doing what you had to so fuck it. You mustered what courage you could then got V’s attention. 

“Um, V?” V looked at you with his concerned filled emerald eyes. Your nerves were starting to take over. You tried to be still the best you could. (You never understood how you had no problem killing demons and other creatures yet had difficulty telling someone something they don’t want to hear.) “Why don’t you stay behind? You know, plan some more about how to defeat Urizen.”

“Nero and I have discussed what we needed to do.” 

“Oh...then maybe you want to get some more rest before meeting up with Nero?” V’s eyes darkened with anger and annoyance. You could see V putting together what you were trying to avoid saying. You bit your lip and cursed at yourself.

“I believe our deal was you help me gather information in exchange for helping you find the Soul Snatcher. Until then, there is no time to rest.” V left you to go to bed. Shadow and Griffon followed him. You were paralyzed by V’s harsh tone and his fury. You sat staring at the Qliphoth glowing red. The night approaching complemented the Qliphoth. You weren’t sure what to do. Empusas flew here and there searching for food. They were too far away so they never noticed you. Screams and cries could be heard. All too soon did they vanish.

You got up from the bench more than sure you V would be asleep. You gathered everything you needed except the book. Soft echoes could be heard as you made your way to V. V was sleeping to the sound of Griffon sleep talking. You giggled at Griffon’s argument about him deserving the greatest meal on earth. From the sound of it he was arguing with a chef and maybe V. Shadow was staring right at you the entire time you made your way to the book. You were thankful she wasn’t trying to stop you and didn’t wake V. You grabbed the book. You gave V one last kiss on his forehead which softened his sleeping expression. You gave Shadow a good scratch behind her ears. Silently, you closed the door, then continued your search.

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