When I started this story 5 years ago I was so proud of it. However I was hardly sixteen and I never expected it to get so big. After a while I writing it I really lost interest in this story because my writing had improved. However I couldn't give it up. The gamer, the writer and the artist in me wouldn't let it end. So I did what I thought I should do. I improved it.

I took chapters in this story; added, deleted, and combined them. I want this story; my first story to be the best it can be. The only way I could do that is fix my mistakes and add more depth to the storyline. So I give you all the same old Dante story but a better version of it.

Please note the story might end up shorter in chapters but I am trying to avoid it by having the new chapters take up the space of the old so please look for the memo that say "New" because that where the new chapters start also I added more details so please reread if you would.

These chapters are slightly longer than the original but that is because of the slight combining and details I added in. So yeah. I am so glad I am able to do this.

Thank you again everyone who has been sticking with the story from year one

~Orion

P.S THIS STORY IS UNDER MAJOR REWRITE!(Everything from plot holes; missing details, and grammar are currently being fixed!)PLEASE BARE WITH ME FOR THE TIME BEING!

Chapter 1

Title: This Shouldn't be Happening to Me

"Almost; almost; I think I got it! I think…"

I didn't have it. The screen darken and a 'Yes' or 'No' question appeared on the screen. Glaring at slammed my thumb on the 'X' button of the controller to conform that I wanted to try again. Sadly the same thing happened again. Attack, hit, attack, rollover, attack get hit, die. It was getting on my very last nerve. Everyone I knew had beaten this game and I was the only one among my friends to fail at completing this game. Hell I beat one and two without a problem but DMC 3 just didn't want me to win.

Finally having enough I threw the controller on the floor and rose from my chair went into the kitchen grabbing a soda while leaning on the table and started messing with my long dark brown hair.

"Damn video game."

For those who don't know me, my name is Amy Sue Spring. I am what you call the total tomboy. All you have to do is look at me to see that; my skull shirt, jeans that were cut into shorts and sneakers that were made for playing sports such as baseball or basketball. However because of my big gaming nature I would totally consider myself as a gamer. I love playing games and I loved coming up with ideas for games. Hell I even start forms on online games filled with suggesting changes or add-ons; but I was totally for biking and the rocking out at a rock concert.

Looking around I found a robber band and tied up my hair. Hell if I was going to play that game again I had to make sure my hair wouldn't get in the way. Walking back up the stairs to my room I passed my mom's room. Going to the mirror I checked myself out; to make sure I didn't leave any bumps in my pony tail. Sure enough I did and I ended up fixing it. I soon sighed and stared at myself; I was freakishly tall; around five foot eight and my eyes are a honey brown color. Its tough being a girl my height; it landed me without a boyfriend for many years but many guy friends. It also made it easy for me to play sports but mom just said it took away from me ever being a lady. Hell what did she know.

As for right now, I am just taking a year off from school; college can wait a bit and I don't care if it causes me to stay with my mom, hell! Free food! Yawning I walked back to my game and sat myself in front of the T.V with a glare on my face. I would beat this game! I would kill this boss and die five hundred times on the next one but I will still complete this game even if it killed me. As I started the whole mission over in order to get a good rating my determination that I had started with started to turn into annoyance as I nearly escaped death from the distraction coming from the hall. The phone had started ringing and I was not about to leave my seat and answer it. Soon whoever it was hung up and I sighed out of relief but the person only called back a minute later.

Ok just ignore them and they'll go away. They will give up once they noticed I was not going to answer.

My eye twitched as each ring seems to get louder and louder. I really didn't want to leave the game. But suddenly silence made me more relax. So the person finally got the fucking hint and left me the hell alone. Leaning back in my chair I started playing more normally again. The silence was short lived; the phone started ringing again. Slamming my finger on the pause button I dropped the controller. Stomping over to the phone I answered it with a very clear attitude.

"Who is it and what do you want?"

"Is this Ms. Spring?" That was the reply.

I rolled my eyes. Just my god damn luck; someone was calling as if someone was dying for my mom. Why the hell didn't they just call her office? Like damn.

"If you're looking for my mother she's-"

The person cut in. "I'm looking for an Amy Sue Spring."

My mouth was left hanging open in midsentence. Who would call me? I didn't recognize this voice. Maybe it's just a joke from the guys. They were known for doing the most stupid shit and I am not in the mood for it right now; but I didn't recognized the voice so I could have been wrong.

"Speaking, how may I help you?"

The phone silent for a moment; I thought they just hung up but then a low eerie laughed came through the speaker. I felt a cold chill run down my back as the laugh got louder and louder. I was two seconds from hanging up the phone.

"Time is up."

Then the line went dead. What the hell was going on? Was I being stalked or something. The lights in the room started to flicker and I dropped the phone. The lights wouldn't stop flicking and it was freaking me the fuck out!

Holy shit! Don't tell me I am being sucked into some Friday The 13th crap!

I ran into my room and locked the door and windows. Then I heard a kind of screeching sound behind me. Turning around I saw that the TV was fuzzy with the gray, white and black lines running across it. This scared the holy crap out of me! Of all things that were ever scary a T.V going nuts was the top of the list! And seeing how I just watched the movie "Haunting" last night this was not the best thing ever.

This is couldn't be happening. I refused to be in the same room with a crazy T.V! Walking over to it I pressed the off button but nothing happened. I figured it was because someone was playing with a electric. Taking a deep breath I moved behind the T.V and pulled the plug. Thinking it was finally off and smiled a little and moved back around. My smile then dropped and my eyes widen as large as plates. This fucking T.V was still on! This shit was possessed or something! It wouldn't shut off! I cut the power but it wouldn't shut the hell off!

As I backed away from it with wide eyes I ended up falling back on my bed. Then it happened, the screen went totally blank, then blue, next red. I crawled farther onto my bed completely wigging out!

I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die! I'm still a virgin and I'm going to die! Damn you world!

Next thing I knew hands; no bones covered in crimson blood came reaching out of the TV followed by a skull with no eyes and a long opened mouth. I kept backing up till my back hit the wall behind my bed watching as the monsters clawed its way out of my T.V. Soon the whole thing was standing in front of me in my room with a scythe, wearing a black cloak that is ripped up at the knees and made out of bones with pieces of flesh hanging off. Staring at it with my mouth open I was in shock; but once it raised its weapon I got into action and rolled off the bed. The tip of the scythe landed right into the mattress and was pulled back ripping my blanket and sheets right in half.

I quickly got up to my feet and ran for the door. I yanked at it and screamed in horror. I had forgotten I locked it and looking behind me to see how much distance was between me and the monster I dove out the way as its scythe came at me but landed it the door. I watched as the monster started to hack away at my door trying to get its weapon out and when it did a huge hole was left.

YES! I can now get out!

I got the fuck out of there. I ran like a bat out of hell down the hall and into a closet. The closet was the nearest thing that looked safe. I made myself fit inside it and waited in there. This was some crazy shit! Like really what the fuck man! Horror movies aren't real and video games aren't real! Yet it felt like I just placed right in the middle of one!

WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard gun shoot. There was now shit with guns in my house? I wondered how much worse things to get. A horrible scream from outside the closet screeched into my ears. It was so demonic! This couldn't be real. I refused to believe any of this shit was real. It had to be fake. This all had to be fucking fake! Then the door flew open and I wanted to faint. I couldn't believe who I just saw.

White was the first thing I saw. White soft hair; maybe because it was the brightest is why I saw it so fast. The next thing was those amused looking blue eyes followed by a very non-pixelated chest with a lovely eight pack being surrounded by a red jacked. Looking back up I faced the man known as Dante square in the eyes.

It's alright Amy. All those horror movies and that soda have gotten to you. In about ten minutes you will wake up in the corner of your room rocking yourself because you realized you've gone completely insane!

But it didn't seem like a dream. I watched as a smirk formed across his face.

"Are you ok babe? You look shaken up. Oh; I get it, you never saw a demon before. Well don't worry you don't have to pay me for saving your life right away. I'll take slow payments or a quick one depending on how you pay me."

This cocky ass bastard! What the hell was that? You find a girl scared in a closet and that's the first thing he fucking says? Just like the game he is nothing but a pervert! Then it dawned on me. Shouldn't he be in my video game? Again I feel faint. This can't be real. Dante Son of Sparda standing in front of me with a grin across his face, so unreal!

"You're not real…" I said softly.

Raising an eyebrow, Dante frowned at me.

"And why can't I be real?"

But as soon as that question came from him Dante turned his frown into a smirk getting a stupid idea to why I would say that.

"Do I look too much like the guy from your dreams babe?"

My face had to be priceless. I looked like I met an alien who asked me to go square dancing in the middle of 34th street during the Macy's day parade.

"You; You are Dante; Son of Sp-Sparda!" I nearly screamed out.

Well that was stupid to say. As soon as those words left my lips I had a gun pointed at my head. Like damn I totally should have realized the only people he comes across in any game he is in only know that because they're a total bad guy! No one besides a demon would know who he was!

"And how do you know that?"

I gulped and tried to say something but the words just wouldn't come out. I didn't know how to say 'Excuse me you're a video game character!' like really!

"Are you a demon too? Thought you could hid the truth? Well sweetheart you just blew your cover!" His voice; angry and smooth at the same time.

I felt a heavy ball in the middle of my stomach getting heavier by the second. How; how are he call me a demon! I mean really! Would a demon hide in their fucking closet and look dumb as shit when they see him! I think not! Where ever my fear went it seem it was quickly replaced with anger.

"Now you listen here Mr. I-Think-I'm-so-great! You think your everything just because can you wave two guns and a big sword around don't ya?"

It would seem my temper caught him off guard, for he withdrew his gun and watched me as I yelled in his face.

"Well listen to me, you white haired demon boy! You belong to my video game! The video game named Devil May Cry which I brought with my own money meaning I own your lily white ass!"

When I finished yelling at him I was breathing heavy. I was even a little scared because hell! He had a damn gun and as I calmed down I kept wondering how dead I was gonna be!

Great Amy! Yell at a guy that can cut you up into little pieces and then sit down, start eating pizza while drinking beer afterward like nothing happened!

However his laughter caught me off guard.

"Wow, for a babe you have some hell of a temper. Do you really think I would believe you? Now I don't know how you got my whole background down but I well find out."

That was it. I mean come on! This guy really thinks I'm working for demons! So I did something about this! I decide that this was a dream and like one I was going to take control no matter what it may cost me! Grabbing him by his jacket; would have been by his shirt but this boy doesn't wear one; I pulled him back into my room; although he came willingly or else I wouldn't be able to drag him along. But before I could show him the video game disc I stared in shock on how everything was filled with bullet holes while there was sand all over the place.

"My room… what the hell did you do to my room?"

Now I was just pissed. Forget scared, that's beyond me now! He went to say something but I shut him up with a glare making him shrug and kick some bullet sells out of the way.

Just forget it Amy, you're going to wake up soon and everything well be back to normal. Just stay calm.

I kept thinking to myself as I went over to the now bullet wound play station. It's a dream don't get mad. As I forced open the system I found the game untouched oddly yet thankfully, for even in a dream my Devil May Cry would never brake and this just proved it!

Walking back over to Dante, I handed him the disc and he stared down at it. At first he started at it in shock then glared. But what he did next I was never ready for, he took the game and snapped it in half.

"What are you doing? That was first edition! It was over sixty bucks!"

He just glared at me cold and hard.

"Explain yourself?" Was all he said. Explain myself? This ass has to be kidding me! He just broke my game!

I was really having a hard time accepting all this. This couldn't be happening. This really couldn't be happening to me! I felt tears running down my cheeks. I was in a nightmare!

I want out of this dream, I'm sick of it! Why can't I wake up?

"Hey, don't cry.. I ah… oh damn."

Don't cry? Did he really say don't cry? How can I not cry when my room is a complete total mess, a demon tried to kill me and he broke my favorite game! I worked so hard to get so far and this is what I am rewarded with! A broken game a destroyed bedroom and my sanity slipping from me! This all had to be a very bad dream! I faced the doorway and ran out. I ran as fast as I could and I wasn't going to change in my direction. I crashed face first into the wall and the last thing I heard was 'babe'.

Chapter 1

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