Prologue
Copyright: I don't own Dante nor the rights of Devil May Cry. This is out of my own imagination alone and nobody else's. So Peace out
The man in red ran through the dark complex, he was trying to outrun his pursuers. However they were quickly catching up to him and sooner or later he knew that he would end up fighting them. His pursuers were no ordinary individuals, there was something odd about them. What he gathered from them before he began running was that these men, they were all men, wore dark suits and had on dark sunglasses, he gathered that they were all government officials or government sanctioned hitman. Whoever they were, they just killed his contact in the building and now they were hunting him.
Better now than ever, he thought. He turned around quickly and drew his twin guns, ebony and Ivory. This man was Dante, a paranormal investigator who was the son of the legendary Sparda. The men in black drew their semi-automatics and came to a stop.
"Dante, you are under arrest for the murder of Art Conway," said one of them, obviously the leader.
"I saw you assholes murder him," said Dante. He twirled his guns around his fingers.
"That is what we won't tell the police."
"Who are you guys ?"
"We are your judge, jury, and executioners. How do you plead ?" The leader took off his sunglasses, his eyes were dark red, those of a demon
"Not guilty." Dante began firing his guns, he exhausted both his clips, but when the smoke cleared the men in black just stood there looking at him.
"You know Dante we were just going to kill you quickly, but now we'll just do it as slowly and painfully as possible." The men in black then popped the bullets that were embedded in them down to the floor. Dante noticed that none of them were red with blood. What are these guys, thought Dante.
Dante drew his sword and ran at them snarling. He swung his sword down at the leader of the men but he simply caught it with his right hand. Dante noticed that there was some blood trickling down from the blade.
"You made me bleed, I don't like bleeding," he said violently as his eyes grew redder and redder. The leader thrusted the sword upwards and punched Dante in the gut. Dante yelped in pain, but he was not fast enough to recover himself. His sword went flying into the cement wall and the leader kicked him into the cement wall. The leader rushed at him, but Dante blocked the hit. Meanwhile the other men in black were just cackling away at the sight of Dante being beaten to a pulp.
Dante was bleeding heavily as a result of his broken nose and the fact that several of his ribs were broken. And then finally a man interrupted his boss. The leader was not looking to happy and by the sight of him it looked he was going to pounce on his subordinate
" Damon, orders from the higher-ups, they want him alive," the subordinate looked scared out of his mind, he knew what would happen.
"Well I have to kill something now or my hunger will never be fed," said Damon, he quickly grabbed his underling by the throat and ripped out his Adam's apple. Blood went spraying everywhere and all the other men in black stared on in horror of what happened to their comrade. Dante stood there bleeding heavily and right as he was about to run, Damon came up and knocked him over the head.
"Leave AJ, take the fool to them," he directed several of his men to this task. One of the men took up Dante and began caring down the tunnel the way they came. Damon wiped off his sunglasses and put them back on.
The men in black who were later identified as "hitters" took Dante out of the tunnel and into a skanky looking hotel that was actually a demon stronghold. The man at the desk who appeared to be in his late 40's was actually a demon.
"The legendary Dante, you finally got him," he directed this statement towards Damon, but he paid no attention to the man at the desk. "Maybe with this capture, you and your men can finally become full-fledged demons like you always wanted." Damon just snarled at him and the deskman pointed them into the back. The man carrying Dante hooked up the conscious investigator to the table.
He strapped him down, tightly adjusting the straps. The hotel was only the halfway point to where Dante would end up being, however for about a week he would remain there.
A man came in and said, "Ed will see you now, Damon." Ed was the man who gave the order to keep Dante alive. Ed was also one of the human liaisons to the demon general assigned to America. Damon walked out of the back room and headed to the back office where Ed was located at.
The office was nothing special and neither was the man who sat behind the desk, however it was said that Ed was extremely powerful and was not to be taken lightly.
Ed extended his hand to a chair and Damon sat down. "I understand that you captured Sparda's son."
"Yes sir, may I ask why you are keeping him alive."
"Order was straight from Lucifer. Lucifer told Mundus and this is what I am telling you. Lucifer wants Dante to remain in sleep for a thousand years and when he wakes up he will wake up to our reign of five thousand years. When Dante awakes he will endure endless torture until the day that he dies. Mundus was the first lieutenant of Lucifer."
"But won't Dante be able to stop the apocalypse when he wakes up ?" Damon was not understanding what the orders were.
"It will be too late. And now on to different matters, you will not be a full-fledged demon until Dante reawakens in a thousand years, that is when your job is done."
"By then I will be dead." Damon began to grow angry, but if Ed saw his anger then he would end up dead.
"That is the point, Damon. Now if you would excuse me, I have a lot of work to do. The Apocalypse doesn't begin by itself. Now have a nice day." Damon walked out of the office after bidding Ed farewell. Dante would sleep for a thousand years and yet I will never become a demon, thought Damon.
Dante was sleeping on his table unaware of his predicament and even if he did wake up there would be no escape. And so Dante slept and in one week the people removed his comatose body from the hotel. They kept him in a warehouse keeping him in a chemically induced coma where he was set to sleep for a thousand years.
Apocalypse was complete in just five years and the legions of hell and Lucifer covered the Earth. The humans faced a thousand years of servitude and hell. And Dante was no where to be found. The hitters began their assigned job by taking out the humans who posed a problem to Lucifer and with each hit they thought they were one human closer to becoming demons, but alas Damon knew the truth.
Author's Note: I personally think it is a good start to a good story.