A/N: Okay...this is my first,slight AU, fanfic! I am so new to this, so I hope this will go well. Its going to be a Devil May Cry(DMC), Final fantasy XIII(FFXIII), Resident Evil(RE) tripple crossover, but it will center around DMC and FFXIII characters. This is more inspired by the RE movie rather than the game, but it also depend on your view and it will not include movie characters.

M: Violence, Bad Language, Disturbing Imagery, Blood and Gore, Death(tough it'll pain me)

I don't own the characters and locations from DMC, FFXIII, & RE. Capcom owns DMC & RE! Square Enix owns FFXIII!

A Selection Unnatural

The air stench of death. Trash was scattered everywhere, wrecked cars were piled up or spread out in the middle of road making it impossible for anyone to drive through, bloodstains were everywhere. The residents were either hiding or dead. The town of Raccoon City was completely lifeless and the only 'living' being that would roam the city was the dead.

Two devil hunters stroll thorough the dead city to investigate the murders. Thinking that they are just there to banish demons, they are ignorant of the real situation that they have yet to uncover.

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It has been an hour since their arrival from Dante's shop from Limbo City to Raccoon City. They have been walking for 30 minutes without any luck of finding anything. Or anyone alive. Dante had to leave his car on the outskirt of the city due to the wrecked cars that were left abandoned in the middle of the damn street and it was running out of gas. He was stubborn enough to thinking that he can reach the next gas station while he passed by one when he was driving. By the time they had reached a gas station before getting into the city, it was closed. Gas stations don't just close! He needed to pay inside and Dante most certainly didn't own credit cards nor a picture id. He lived incognito and that was the way he liked it.

Three hours ago, around eight in the morning, Dante received a phone call from his ally, Lady, informing him about the bizarre murders that has taken place in this very city. Assuming that this was the cause of demons, she had dumped this dirty job on him while she took on a less challenging assignment. Apparently, her job description was almost similar to this, only that she didn't have to drive 200 bloody miles.

To lazy to drive your sorry ass here! Dante smirked at the thought. And now he and his comrade, Nero, were involved in this shit hole. And the weather was 41 freaking degrees, partly cloudy. Supposedly, they were to meet Trish here too, but Dante didn't feel her demonic presence anywhere.

Dante had to step over a couple streetlamps that had been knocked over and hop over overturn garbage cans. It looked like the city had suffered a horrendous earthquake, but Dante already knew that this was not true. His eyes traced the freshly crimson stains and blotches on the broken pavement, buildings, and cars. There's the blood, but where are the bodies?

The half-demon looked over at the younger hybrid who was following behind Dante. Although almost similar in appearance, Nero was a hot-tempered fellow that would usually mix to his sardonic side, which Dante secretly enjoyed. His eyes were more of a pale blue, unlike Dante's crystal cold blue ones. Strand of white-silver hair would often hides Nero's left eye. To Dante, the juvenile was probably two inches smaller than him, even with Nero having long legs. His indigo trench coat flowed around him as he observe his surroundings, mouth slightly hanging open from the dreadful sight.

"Damn, this place is dead. No fun here. You see anything, Kid?" Dante shouts had snapped Nero's eyes from the scene towards Dante. He had an irritated look on his enticing face.

"No! And stop calling me 'Kid,' you're beginning to really piss me off, old man!" Nero glared daggers at him. Apparently, he was still angry at the older slayer for not stopping for gas two stations ago.

Dante couldn't help but grin at him, but he had to hide it to avoid getting impaled by his own sword again. Aren't I'm lucky to have such a courteous companion with me. Honestly, haven't the brat heard of the term 'respect your elders'? Dante sarcastically thought to himself, even though his appearance didn't look like he was even past his thirties.

Although Nero lives in Fortuna, he was staying and working at Dante's place for only a few weeks to make more money for him and his girl. The Devil May Cry was a perfect job for the young hybrid, since Fortuna had fewer demons to slay and the Order of the Sword mostly handled the easy stuff ever since the fall of Sanctus a years ago. No one will never see Nero working near a Burger King, Harkins, or any other of those social hangouts. His demonic arm would frighten people since demons are known to be very hostile and common these days. Nero had told him that he sometimes felt ashamed of it. Dante couldn't help but admire his unique arm and often felt a little envious. People just didn't know how extraordinary the kid's arm was and they don't even give him a chance. And that really irritated Dante.

They had stopped walking in the middle of an intersection. Dante read the street address that was hanging from the traffic lights. Apparently, they were in the southern part of Raccoon City on the intersection between Ema St. and Flower St. He observed the gun shop, Kendo, that was in the corner. Judging by the shattered bloodstained windows and a pick-up truck that had crashed into the shop, the inhabitants must have been in desperate need of ammunition. The shop was completely empty and destroyed. Not a single firearm left.

It didn't take long for Dante to realize that something, other than the macabre scene, was really odd. He smelled fresh blood, but sensed nothing. Oh yeah, there was definitely peril occurring not to far from where they were standing. In fact, he sensed it all around him. This is new…

"I came here once to eliminate a demon that was terrorizing a religious family. And believe me, this place wasn't like this." Dante said, trying to detect what was going on.

"What the hell is going on? There's no one here and its way to quiet. But I can tell that there was a massacre here recently. Why can't I sense anything? This place is so fucked!" Nero protested.

"That's because this was no demon…" It was more of a whisper to himself, as if Dante answered unconsciously. He has the ability to sense demons miles away, but none existed in the ruined city. "But, yeah, you're right. Yep! Our little slayer was definitely here, at this very spot where we are standing. Must have sensed me and ran off, hehe."

Standing next to him, Nero glanced at Dante with a quizzical look. Nero sounded pissed off when he asked "So you are saying that this wasn't a demon? So what? There was a war here or something?" His expression turned into a repulsive stare. "Well, this 'little slayer' of yours just caused a mass massacre here! It obviously wasn't human. We have seen something like this before, old man. Not even Hitler could have pulled this off!" Swearing under his breath, Nero walked away from Dante. "This is Fortuna all over again…"

There you go with your little rampage again. Can the kid cool off just for one minute? ONE MINUTE! "Damn it kid, do you sense any demons around!" Dante was beginning to lose his patience. But because he sees Nero like a friend, a brother…a son, he dissimulated his annoyance from the kid.

Nero only stopped and stared back at him, looking more relaxed. Dante notice that he was calming himself down. "Sorry…" Nero muttered that Dante almost didn't catch that. He started gazing at the floor, unable to look at the older hunter's eyes. "Its just that the tension here is so…unpleasant. I just wanna get this over with and to get out of here. I hate the cold." The young hybrid finished as he tugged his coat around him.

The scent of smoke suddenly reached Dante's nostrils. "Do you smell that?" he heard Nero ask.

"I guess we're about to find out something." He started walking towards the smell, which was getting strong. It was close by. Nero followed behind him.

As they walked down to Flower St. and circled Gunshop Kendo, the half-demons found the source of the smell. A demolished helicopter blocked the path to a different road. Small flames engulfed only a small portion of the aircraft. So it was thanks to their demonic nature that they can smell just a minor odor from a distance.

"Would you look at that!" Dante said in awe. Judging by the looks of it, the helicopter will no longer operate. The tail boom was broken in half and the some of the rotor blades were bent and missing. He peered at the pilot seat. "Figures. No bodies."

"I wonder how this happened?" said Nero.

The trail of dry blood from the pilot's seat to the shattered pavement caught Dante's attention. The navigator must have crawled out and how he survived was beyond Dante. As he was about to point this out, a clatter sound can be heard not too far from them. They both turn to the location where the sound was coming from.

"It could be a survivor! Or maybe some real action!" Nero held up his Devil-Bringer, its bright blue glow engulfed his inhuman arm. Smirking to himself, Nero ran off towards the site of the sound. Dante couldn't help but have a bad feeling about it. Nero did had a point though: a single human could not have caused this. But what about a horde of humans?

"Kid, wait up!" Dante ran after him, pulling out Ebony and Ivory out of his holsters. When he caught up to him, Nero was just standing there. His blue hues were fixed on a girl who was sitting on the ground leaning on a damaged car. Next to her lay a corpse, whose neck look like it had brutally been torn apart. The girl's head was hanging low and her dark long hair completely covered her face. She was covered in blood and looked beaten. Dante can hear her shallow breathing and could have sworn he saw blood drooling out of her mouth. She was really fucked up. Dante wrinkled his nose. That odor!

"Hey, are you alright?" When he didn't receive an answer, Nero slowly started to approach her. Dante quickly put away Ivory and griped Nero's right shoulder before he can take another step. The teen suddenly stopped and glared back at Dante. "What gives, old man? Can't you see that she's hurt?"

Damn kid, he is too distracted to notice! Dante had to point out the obvious to any devil's instinct (or in their case: half-devil). "Yo, punk! Can't you smell the decay? Don't you sense death? Kid, honestly, you have to be more aware of your surroundings."

"Fuck off!" Nero snarled as he loosened Dante's hold on his shoulder and gave him a dirty look. Dante knew that the youth didn't like to be told what to do and if they were at his shop right now, Nero would suddenly assault Dante without warning. But even the Nero knows that that would be unnecessary at this time. Good, I would have beaten him anyway, Dante conceitedly thought to himself. Oh yeah, he really would. He glared back at the young hybrid.

Taking a deep breathe, Nero closed his eyes, probably counting to five, and slowly opened them when he exhaled to stare at the girl. His grim expression suddenly turned into a puzzled look on his face and to Dante's curiosity, he glanced at what Nero was staring at.

The girl was on her feet, head still hanging. She was almost hunched and looked to be about no older than eighteen. Her bloody ripped up dress was past her bent knees. Slowly, she started lifting her head until hers eyes met theirs.

Nero's eyes widened and Dante just gawked at the horrid sight… The hell?

Revealing her face, the girl's necrotic skin was a pale gray. She had a huge hole on her right cheek, revealing the jaw bone and was covered with coagulated blood. The skin ripped away from her cheek now hangs loosely over her jaw line. Her eyes were clouded by a white substance that looked like it could be mucus and her light yellow iris can be seen through it. She had blood in and on both her tear ducts. Her limbs were torn open and had bite marks all over her. What was strange to Dante was that her tattered face shows no emotion, not even a hint of pain or agony. Her mouth was slightly ajar, revealing bloodied teeth, not fangs, and a piece of…meat?

"Aw man…" Nero moaned with a pity look on his boyish face.

Dante has seen many disturbing sights throughout the years he has been living. It was something he gotten accustomed to. This girl was one of those sights. It was clear that she had torn the laying corpse apart and ate half of it's throat. The evidence was right there. The only difference was that, this being was no demon. Shit, I don't even think she's alive!

Moaning lightly, the decayed girl started staggering towards the two hybrids, one arm stretched out. Looking like she was about fall, Nero had postured himself to get ready to catch her.

"Kid! Don't let her get close to you!" Dante warned, aiming Ebony and Ivory at the creature. Both hunters started backing up slowly.

"W-what happened to her? How can she have those wounds and still be alive?" Nero asked, eyes still widened.

A normal human being would be in deep suffering with those kinds of injury. In fact, she shouldn't even be alive, so Dante couldn't blame Nero for freaking out.

The bloodied creature started staggering at a faster pace towards Nero. She opened her mouth wide and with her outstretched arms leaped at Nero. With fast reflexes, Nero caught both her wrist with his human hand and devil-bringer before she could have a chance to bite his head off. Literally. He tossed her back and the creature wobbled, falling on her behind.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Nero yelled at it.

It looked back at Nero with its bloodcurdling stare and screeched. It quickly got up, only that this time it started sprinting towards him. With faster speed, he withdrew Blue Rose from the holster on his left thigh and fired. Two magnum rounds escaped from the double barreled revolver, piercing through the creature's chest and blasting from her back, thick blood oozing out. It fell backwards and lay on the ground, motionless.

"You better stay dead, ugly. That would put you out of your damn misery, shit…!" Nero taunted.

Dante stared at him with a dumbfounded expression. Whoa! This kid's having mood swings or something? What happened to his soft side towards the creature?

"Oh ho! Finally notice something wrong with it. Took you long enough…" Dante chuckled under his breath.

"I offer my help and this fucked-up bitch decides to attack me!" Nero was still staring at her corpse with fire and confusion in his eyes.

"Hey, your language is offensive. Never speak like that in front of a dead lady." Dante teased.

Nero turned to Dante, completely ignoring his jest. "Okay then. She isn't a demon, and she most certainly wasn't human. So, what the fuck was she?" Nero had never looked so flabbergasted.

Before Dante could answer, the she-creature was on her feet once again, only with two fresh holes on her chest to add a little more to the intense drama. Or at least that's what Dante thought.

Nero stared with dread in his eyes. "What the hell! She just wont stay dead!"

"Ack! This is getting boring already." Slowly pacing towards the walking corpse, Dante deposited his twin firearms back to their holster. With his free right hand, the older devil hunter went for the hilt of Rebellion on his back. Once he brought it out in front of him, and with a quick swift, Dante decapitated the grotesque girl before she started to attack him like it did to Nero. The blade easily sliced through her neck as if it was slicing through butter. Her head went rolling away from the body, as the cadaver landed on the floor with a squishy thud. Thick blood slowly oozed from its headless form, which look like red cottage cheese, giving out a foul odor.

"Bitch ain't standing now!" Dante beamed at his artistic work.

"Hypocrite. I was going to do that…"Nero mumbled, remembering what the older hunter had told him earlier.

Dante turned to face the kid. "Sorry, didn't mean to steal your spotlight. Got carried away. You were too slow anyway, Hehe."

Nero only rolled his eyes. "Shut the hell up, old man." Putting away Blue Rose, he let out a deep sign and examined the corpse from where he was standing. "So she was the cause of all this?"

Dante shrugged. "It shouldn't be. Honestly, this doesn't make any sense to me, kid. Like you said earlier, a single 'human'- and I quote 'human,'" Dante held up his index and middle fingers on both of his hands to mimic quotation marks, "couldn't have done this."

"Yeah no shit." Nero agreed.

A deep dull moan was heard from behind the two hunters. They both turned and raised their weapon at the source of the noise. This time, it was a male with decayed and cracked skin. If it wasn't for bloodstains and the shredded suit, it would had looked like he just came from the office. It seems that some kind of ailment was eating away his flesh. Its white eyes were so murky, that only the shape of the iris is barely visible, making it impossible to determine its actual eye color. Its lipless bloodied mouth revealed its missing and some decaying teeth. This one looked like it had been 'dead' long before the she-creature Dante had just slain. It started shuffling towards the two men. Dante couldn't help but make a grimacing face when he noticed that its ankle was awkwardly perpendicular to its left leg

"Ugh…you poor thing." The older hybrid looked at it with disgust. It was just dead hideous.

"I got this one!" Nero growled, walking past Dante. He heard the confidence in the younger hybrid's voice.

Resting his Rebellion over his shoulder, and one hand on his hip, Dante raised an eyebrow, smiling at Nero. "Alright. Go for it, lets see what you got."

With a sneer on his face, Nero stood between the devil hunter and the grotesque figure. He raised his Blue Rose at the monster with his Devil-Bringer. He carefully aimed the beautifully crafted weapon in between the creature's missing eyebrows. His demonic aura flowed from his extraordinary right arm to the revolver. When the inhuman being started tottering towards him, Nero pulled the trigger. With the help of his demonic energy caused by the Devil-Bringer, the revolver blasted as if it was a shotgun. Its head and brain exploded from the gun's impact. Coagulated blood, brain tissues, and the shattered skull pieces flew behind the standing corpse. Nose and jaw still attached to its neck, the body fell to the ground with a hard thud.

"Ehh, that was too messy…mine was more stylish." Dante gave the youth a playful smile, even though he enjoyed the sight of the extermination.

Nero ignored Dante's gratuitous comment and grinned to himself, more relaxed since their arrival into the demolished city. "Looks like we're done here!"

This was too easy. They weren't even a big treat. Dante was about to make a statement when he was once again interrupted (Man, this is getting old!) by faint moans…Wait, moans?

The hunters looked up at their surrounding, only to be surrounded by more of those gruesome things. They were also bloodied, their clothes torn, and mindless like the two from before. Some were missing limbs such as an arm, eye, ear, and…throat! Among them stood the pilot, its helmet totally deformed. With a dismay look on his face, Nero sighed "Ah shit, guess I spoke too soon…"

"I knew there had to be more of them!" Dante advanced toward the center of their surrounding, swinging his Rebellion around and landing its tip on the ground. With a smirk on his face, he chattered "Guess they couldn't wait for their dessert!"

Nero proceeded to where Dante was standing. Now both hunters standing back to back, Nero raised Blue Rose and tighten his Devil-Bringer into a fist. "We must've taste extremely sweet, then." Nero went along with Dante's comical remarks.

"Good to see that your in a better mood." Dante told Nero, glaring at the infestation. The teen's lust for bloodshed must have made up his day. He felt Nero grin maniacally at the horde, meaning that he was going to take Dante's statement lightly without throwing a fit.

The older hunter replaced Rebellion for Ebony and Ivory, twirling them around his gloved hands. They readied themselves when the gruesome humanoids scuttled towards them. Their arms stretched out, ready to devour the fresh meat of the two half-devils.

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