Virgil In The Divine Comedy Novels & Stories

“Are you satisfied with your earthly visit?” I hesitated, the weight of my emotions crashing over me like a wave. “I… I am not,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. “It was beautiful, but I do not want to be parted from Virgil. The moments we shared haunt me, and now, returning here, it feels like a cruel twist of fate… knowing now what fate he endures in that camp.”

Everything led back to her and our kiss and I wanted to do it over and over again, and more. I fell on the bed, kicking my shoes off and picking up my favorite book. La Divina Commedia, a three-part poem about the travels through the three regions, Hell, Purgatory and Paradise. It was an immediate distraction from my tormenting thoughts and the fact Emiliana was only down the hall. Or so I thought. Soft knocks, almost inaudible, tapped on my door. Louder ones followed before the door swung open.

Virgil gave his hands again slowly and Hayley guided him saying. “Close your eyes and let’s go back to your past.” Virgil shut his eyes and was taken aback by his past. He gasped but remained calm as Hayley guided him into the space of time. Hayley discovered that he was exiled and lived in the outlands for a few years before moving to the world of the humans. She also saw that Virgil made a human female friend while in the human world. She was called Anna and she was beautiful.

A slow, taunting grin spread across his face. “Well, well. If it isn’t the infamous Melucci brothers... oh wait, just one of them,” he sneered. “And you brought a human? How quaint!” “Your reign of terror ends tonight, Virgil,” I said, keeping my tone steady despite the adrenaline surging through my veins. Virgil chuckled, baring his fangs. “You really think you can take me down in my own den? Cute.” The tension snapped like a coiled spring. Declan fired his first shot, the stake whizzing past one of the human women and embedding itself in Virgil’s shoulder. He roared in pain, tossing the women aside as he lunged at us.

That's why most of them take shelter in the caves. Virgil was one of the oldest people in the Caligo. He was a traitor who tried to overthrow the King of Hell. That's why he was still serving his punishment and redeeming for his act. "Hello Virgil" I greeted as soon as I entered the cave. Three hellions were sitting beside him, shaping the iron wires which I'm sure they use in their dark magic. The cave was bright with blue coloured lights everywhere. Fang was standing at the entrance, refusing to step inside.