My first ever Devil May Cry Fanfic
I don't own anything of DMC
Note: I added a character!!
Dante, looking like he could kill something, was standing in the doorway of the shop. He was angry because his pepperoni pizza was late and to him that's a crime. Bad thing for me too. I have to live with him. My name is Emily or Em. I am a demon, He lets me live and I don't know why.
"Dante, Wait a few more minutes before you go and kill someone!" I yelled as he was walking out of my view. I know that I've said that the past hour.
Trish turned around to see where Dante was going, "Do you have any money due to them?"She asked and we both knew that he was going to yell as hard as he could.
"I've been waiting and No I don't own any money!!"He screamed while storming up to me.
I wince because I think he's gonna kill me this time. He just looks at me and grins and walks to the phone. I sigh in relief. I'm happy for two things, One, he doesn't know who my father is, Two, he lets me live another day. He picked up the phone and dialed the pizza place number and started to scream into the phone. I gotta admit, I pity the poor sap on the line.
Trish looked at Dante and grabbed the phone and kicked Dante away from her. She apologized to the person on the phone and hung up. "You don't owe money to them?"She said tapping her foot on the wooden floor.
I saw the panic in Dante's eyes, but I didn't help; for I was having too much fun watching him panic. I stood there with my arms crossed across my chest. I looked at Trish and, well, I could tell she was angry and we found out where the money has been going.
"Dante," she said walking calmly up to him," Why didn't you tell us?!"
Dante looked around franticly and his eyes locked on me. He looked like a little child to me so I had to help. I moved in front of him, facing Trish.
"Let's let him off with a warning." I said with my hands up in front of my chest.
Yes, I'm a demon that has a heart and cares for people. Trish now looked like she could kill us both right now if she wanted to. Dante started to look for an escape route for us. I started to shake in fear of dying.
"I've gave him enough warnings!"She yelled ripping me out of the way and grabbing Dante. He started to kick everywhere; all I could do was watch. Until I, uhhh, tackled Trish.
"What the-" Trish said before she was cut off. Dante was flung in the air but he did a back-flip. Trish and me wrestled for a few minutes. Then I blacked out.
