Dante, the well known demon hunter, had finally met his match. To his own clone, as one would put. It was a show down between them. Locked down, Dante was already losing his temper wanting to end this little battle. He had better things to do than fight a wannabe clone of himself; like eat pizza, drink beer, you know? But here he was fighting a mirror version of himself.

"Okay that's it!" Dante exclaimed. "I am ending this once and for all don't hate me okay?" He was ready to give the last blow to end this.

"WAIT!" said his clone.

Dante stopped and replied, "What is it now? It's already too late for apologies."

"But mommy! I love you!" He said back to him in a childish tone of voice.

"What the hell?" Dante had a dumbfounded look on his face as his clone proceeded to hug him.

"You summoned me so that means YOUR MY MOMMY! I have been suppressed for so LONG! I am your doppelganger! A very underappreciated one! You're having fun without me!!" the doppelganger pouted as he said this, while Dante was just thinking of this as a joke. A very bad one.

"Y-your kidding me, right? This is some kind of a twisted joke isn't it?" Dante gave an aggravated look to his doppelganger. "Stop CALLING ME MOMMY DO I LOOK LIKE A WOMAN TO YOU?!"

"Maybe...You can call me Donte!" He yelled back.

Dante was getting annoyed, but he knew that Donte could be useful in battles. He also knew Donte was going to annoy the hell out of him.

"So, so, so you going to take me with you!? Huh! Huh! Huh?!" Donte proceeded to yell and jump in the air like a hyper-active kid. "Ohh! Shinny swords!" He began poking at Dante's rebellion now.

"Okay, I'm taking you with me, but can you please shut up?!" Dante asked.

"You're so mean to me, mommy.." Donte whined as he followed Dante into the depth of night.