Before the hate.

Chapter One : Beginning of a legend

"Eva!" A tall man with platinum white slicked back hair was running through the halls of a hospital. Dodging doctors and nurses alike as he stormed though. Eventually he became fed up and grabbed a doctor by the collar. "A woman, long gorgeous blonde hair. Where is she." "Sir we aren't allowed to tell just any-" "SHE'S MY WIFE!" He yelled at the doctor. Immediately after losing his composure with the doctor he released his grip on his collar and brushed a hand over his hair. "Her name is Eva, find her for me." The doctor nodded and gestured with his head for the man to follow. They reached a receptionist and the man looked to the woman behind the computer. "Search the rooms for a woman named Eva," "She's having my child, please miss, make haste." The old fashion way of speaking threw the woman off for a moment but quickly got to work. "Second floor, room two thirty four." She went to look to the man again but to hers and the doctor surprise he was already gone. "Two thirty four" The man bypassed the elevator without a second thought and ran straight to the stairs. Not wasting anytime he ran up them dodging the occasional person who passed by. Soon the sound that to him was like that of a angel who was being tortured. "Eva!" He ran to the room. "S sparda!" She screamed for her love. The man whom stole her heart and gave his in return. Reaching the room the white haired man looked in to see his love on the bed in pain. He'd rush to her side taking her hand in his. "Eva my love," he said softly "how far along are you?" He'd ask feeling worried. She'd force a smile and lay a gentle hand to his cheek. "M my dear, no need to worry, they'll take care of me. Having you by my side will make it easier." The man could feel his worry lessen but know it wouldn't go away until they were out of the building. He couldn't stand human organizations. He vowed to protect the humans but so many were corrupt and twisted. He wanted his wife and his child so they could leave, but he knew it wouldn't be that simple. Eva would scream in pain, bringing his thoughts back to hers and taking her hand in his. "I'm here my love." He'd feel a tightness on his hand from hers which would bring most human men to their knees. The doctor in the room who Sparda ignored completely spoke lightly "the baby is coming, we just need a few more good pushes." Sparda would look to Eva again. "You can do this love." Eva would force and smile before screaming again. "Okay miss, one more push and you're golden." Eva would take a few deep breaths and squeeze Sparda's hand roughly. Moments later the sound of a baby crying echoed through the room. Sparda's eyes widened slightly and he slowly looked towards the doctor. The new born baby in the doctors arms. The baby had, although it be only a small amount, the same white hair as Sparda. The baby's hair was tossed and spiked back. The doctor handed the baby off to a nurse. As he heard Eva struggle again he looked to her. "Eva?" He said, fear clear in his voice. "I I wanted it to be a surprise." She said weakly. "What?" He said moving his other hand to the hand he was already holding. "T twins." She smiled faintly. Sparda's heart raced. "Twins?" The word rolled off his tongue. Eva nodded slightly as she pushed more. Moments later the sound of another baby could be heard. Sparda looked to the doctor again seeing him stand with the second baby. This child as well as the first had the same hair as Sparda, however his hair was matted down to his head, like a small mop on his head Sparda thought. The nurse brought the first son to Eva, wrapped in a blue towel. The doctor handed the second to Sparda, wrapped in a red towel. "Red?" He said softly "there was a mishap when some of the towels were being washed, but there is no reason to worry sure I assure you." Sparda chuckled lightly "I'm not worried." Eva smiled "what should we name them my love?" Her voice had calmed now sounding as smooth as silk. Sparda smiled unconsciously. "Well my love, what do you think?" She smiled softly and looked to the baby boy in her arms. "Vergil." She said with a smile. Sparda kissed her head. "And this one will be...." he smiled softly "Dante."