Disclaimer: I do not own any of the original characters from Devil May Cry nor do I write this for money it's just for the fun and a pass time.
Warning: This story will contain at one point or another;
Blood and Gore, Violent Imagery, Graphic Imagery, Sexual Themes, Crude Humor, Alcohol and Tobacco use, {and most common for me} Lot's O' Sex.
Redemptions Reminisce
Prologue: Contractors
The world has changed since the time I entered Hell's gate. I thought that I would be stuck in the Netherworld for the rest of time; however that was not the case here. For all the time I spent in hell I hoped to run into my twin brother again but I found nothing there. Nothing but a vast ocean of blood-thirsty and mindless low ranking demi demons over populating the Netherworld. Imangine my surprise when I came back to the middle realm, humans hand changed since then; yes very much indeed. Trish was the first one to find me after the four gates appeared in the human world. Hell Gate, Heaven Gate, Crescent Gate, and Twilight Gate. Those are the names of the four that had opened no surprise I was found just outside of Hell Gate. When she found me I was completely unconscious and in rags of what my cloths hand once been. Taking the time to catch me up on events that have happened since the time I left. Funny how time passes slower in hell then in the middle realm…I can't believe two-hundred years have passed...
"I suppose I should tell you about this now, not all humans are as frail as others. Dante just remember my warning." Her voice was raspy and tired from ageing. Eyes tired and body no longer as youthful as I remember leaving her. "Some humans have evolved into what we now call Contractors, these contractors have special powers vearing from person to person but some are real nasty. Some have the ability to tear your heart out from your body without touching you. Others can even mess with time and the list goes on." She continued while sipping some black coffee, something bout caffeine helping to keep her alert.
"So I suppose they are as ugly as demi demons are." I snicker trying to lighten the mood; Trish has been in a foul mood the past few days. I only succeed in getting a glare from the woman. 'Guess she no longer has a sense of humor.' I think while inwardly flinching at her now icy stare.
"Two-hundred years and you still do not take anything seriously. Dante this shit isn't a fucking joke the world has changed more then you could fucking know Lady was killed by one of those contractor fuckers! You may be half demon but even you are in danger! You saw what they did to me so you better remember that!" She spat a dark growl following as she rubbed what is left of her right side. She's been wheelchair bound for about three months now; one of the nasty contractors had gotten to her. No right leg the left leg left horribly mangled and her right arm only partly functioning. Many scars litter her body even though they are covered under her outfit now. Time has not been kind to Trish at all.
"Yeah I know Trish but you can no longer keep an eye out for me as you are, you need to let me go." I say half heartedly sighing. For the past six months she's been trying to prevent me from going out again but that's just not the kind of guy I am. Right now I need to get back into work to keep my mind off of all the events that had happened so fast. I'm dizzy from having too much time to think.
"..." Trish says nothing eyeing me carefully. I see her lips move as though she was going to say something but she stops for a moment. Thinking to herself carefully choosing her words. Staring at me a while longer with intense eyes, I cannot help but fidget under the gaze. 'Talk about a soul piercing look.' Looking down at my feet, she; thankfully breaks the long painful silence between us. "You really are hopeless you moron... knowing you, you would most likely like to get back to the job you use to do." Another long silence before she continues. "I have made arrangements for you already unlike then Dante this is something you must do when they say or they will not give a second thought to either killing you or using you as some lab specimen."
I look up amazed at her tone, of all the years I've known the woman this has to be the most awkward I felt in all my life. Lady was also like that so it was easy to be the way I am around her but Trish... Trish is a different story. Watching me in that ever piercing gaze I nod in understanding. Swallowing the sudden lump in my now dry throat.
"Very well." Reaching into one of her pockets she pulls out a card and a cell phone with a pair of keys. "Haseo, will be waiting for you follow the directions on that card and tell them 'Halo' sent you. I will call when you leave to let him know you are on your way." Taking the items from her and turning on heal to leave I hear her call for me one last time. Stopping I listen to what she has left to say. "... Don't let me down demon hunter; they are expecting a lot out of you." I see her smile for the first time in a long time a real smile.
"You know me better then that Trish... you know better than that." I smile back at her turning around and waving my hand farewell... A new mission is about to start and for the first time I'm actually excited knowing that I'll have a real fight on my hands.
Author's Notes: I am very disappointed with my ability to write at the moment but that's what happens when you stop writing for four years. I am trying to get back up to where I once was. Feedback is also welcome it will help motivate me to write more for my stories up already.
Don't worry I still am working on chapter 2 of my Bleach story just having a hard time getting chapter 2 and 1 to work. I've written like 26 versions of chapter 2 for it now. Thank you for taking the time to read my stories and I pray that I will get my swing back for writing. Next upload will be ~Chosen of Zalder ch-2~ which will include my warnings and disclaimer.
