Disclaimer: I own Devil May Cry 1, 2, and 3 games, a poster of Dante done by an amazing artist that I'll look up for next chapter, and a signed Fanime pass of the voices of Dante and Virgil from the third game. The franchise? Yeah, don't own any of that stuff
It had been a normal start for the night. Wake up, grab a slice from the mini fridge with a beer, then kick his feet up on the desk and wait.
Thankfully, this night brought demonic business and with a flash of silver and flair of red, Dante was out the door.
The job itself was child's play; arrive in alley way A next to dingy bar B and wipeout low level demons C through Z.
But hell, it was something to do.
Luckily, or, with hindsight's 20/20, the worst decision of his life, the owner of the local establishment repaid him with free drinks for the night as payment and he accepted.
After ten beers, twenty shots, and a flirtini (he was by then trying to hit on one of the pin-ups lining the walls) it was nearing three in the morning and, maybe, time to leave.
It was at that moment, when Dante was so close to stumbling out the door, a young women entered.
Noticing the girl was giving him the eye, when really it was the look a predator gets when they have found their pray, he moved in, wrapping an arm around her slender shoulders and grinning like an idiot.
"Hey babe. Whattsya doin' in this fine, uh, place?"
There was a coy smile on her face.
"I've been looking for you sexy buns-I mean Dante."
His grin was even wider now.
"How'd ya know m'name?"
She was nearly giggling now.
"Oh, you don't need to think about that. Just keep smiling and ignore the needle I'm about to poke in your neck."
"Wait….wha-"
There was a sharp prick in his neck and in the time he raised his hand to feel what was there to cause the pain, the girl had gone.
"What just happened?"
He looked around the bar quickly. No one had noticed his whole interaction with the girl.
He shrugged it off, deciding that, yes, it was time to go home and sleep off the hangover that was sure to come with this nights heavy drinking.
If only it was just the hangover he felt when he woke up the next day.
Super short? Yes. Super awesome? Ye-okay, it was fine, maybe even good, but it's really up to you guys. Second chapter? Already written but won't be posted until I write the third chapter.