Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or any of its elements. They belong to Capcom/Ninja Theory. If I did…DmC Dante would be naked…all the time. I do however own Sera ( Who is very slightly based on Trish) Don't sue. I has no monies! D:

This is an "M" rated story. That means no kiddies! Then again, why would you be a kid reading a Devil May Cry fanfiction anyway?

Dante, and Vergil are kind of a cross over between DmC and their DMC counterparts…. Personality mostly. I'm still trying to decide how I want to write Kat, if I even add her to this story anyway. I'm trying to keep all the characters in character, as well as not write Mary Sue/Anti-Sue characters so sorry if it seems that way. This story also contains a lot of religions references.

Sera[1] opened her eyes, her vision adjusting to the darkness. The sound of her cellphone vibrating against her bedside table could only remind her of nails on a chalkboard at this time of the morning. She had popped a sleeping pill so she could sleep without the huge bruise on the side of her ribcage keeping her awake. Such injuries were common in her line of…work. Wincing at the pain, she sat up, and glanced at her phone, reading the caller ID. Vergil…This better be important.

"Vergil? What the hell do you want? " She yelled into the phone slurring her worlds slightly. Her eyes darted to the clock. "It's 2:00 in the fucking morning! You woke me up!"

"I need your help, and I am very aware of the time." Vergil said his voice even, slightly monotonous. Vergil had a way of keeping his cool, and staying level-headed, even when someone was yelling at him. It was almost as if her anger has flew right over his head. The young woman rolled her eyes.

"What? No hello? No what's up? How ya doin'? " Sera replied, irritated.

"I have no time for such pleasantries. " Vergil replied, voice still soft. "We've found a lead."

The sleepy young woman rubbed her eyes, and sighed. "Couldn't this have waited until the morning?"

Vergil, his voice still smooth replied, "We have a lead on Dante...but we've also found that they have a lead on him, too. We need to get to him before anyone else does."

Chills went up her spine. She knew exactly who he was talking about. Legion[2]. That damned demonic crime syndicate. She couldn't stand them, and the fact that the whole world is blind to what they really are sickened her.

"I'm listening." She said, her nostrils slightly flaring in anger.

"Meet me in one hour." Vergil said, hanging up the phone. Short and sweet as always.

She sighed. "Dammit Vergil..."

Vergil had helped her out so much. Did she really have the right to complain? Her blue eyes scanned the apartment he had bought her. It was a nice studio apartment with a modest kitchen, a nice size bathroom, and a huge bed, and he completely furnished the place for her! Others in The Order believe she had slept her way to the top, which was not the case. She had talent, and he trusted her. They were like-minded...to an extent.

Sera climbed out of her warm bed. She might as well jump in the shower, and throw something on. She didn't have much time to get ready. Turning on the water, she stepped in the shower. Warm water cascaded down her body, making the bruise on her side feel a little bit better. She ran her hands through her long blonde hair, washing it with the strawberry scented shampoo she loved. She always smelt like strawberries, and vanilla. Quickly, finishing her shower, she grabbed a pair of sweats, and a hoodie, some shoes, grabbed her key card, and walked out the door. Hurrying through the lobby, she scanned her key card, exiting the building. She waved at the night shift door guard James. James was used to her late night/early morning trips, so he just smiled back, no questions. Vergil had made sure to get an apartment in a very secure location that included security…not that it would help protect her against the demons. Plus, she could handle herself.

Walking through an alleyway, she felt the chills return. She scanned her surroundings, but saw nothing.

"Well that was weird." She said to herself, as she continued on her way to meet Vergil. Little did she know, something was watching her from the shadows…

A/N:I'm keeping a lot of religion references in this story, because DMC is based on Dante's Inferno…which is a whole religious story to being with.

[1] The name Sera is short for Seraphim. A Seraph is a six-winged angel, and is the highest rank in Christianity as far as angels go. Seen in Abrahamic religions.

[2] Legion is a group of demons referred to in the Christian Bible. In the New Testament, Jesus runs into a man possessed by multiple demons (Which is why I went with that name for a 'mafia' )

"And He (Jesus) asked him (the man), "What is thy name?" And he answered, saying, "My name is Legion: for we are many." – Gospel of Mark 5:9

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