Ok been a while, but I'm back to share in the fantastic art of fan fictions. I don't own any part of DMC; even these OC's have their own individuality that may seem familiar to you or maybe not. Let's get this show on the road!

Lady Hunter V

The Sparda twins are in the demon hunting business and business is good. It was a late night of the usual business and Vergil was in almost top form. Moments earlier a handful of demons appeared before the brothers while they were walking in a park, some were looking to offer the boys some pay back for their dear old dad's legacy. While other's just wanted to have some raise some hell at the wrong moment. So under the pale light of the moon the party was just getting started. "You know you need to get out of the office more often Verg." Dante said as his guns blazed a trail through two demons who tried the sandwich attack. Their plan ended in an epic failure with a side of demon dust. Vergil sighed as he beheaded two demons with one swipe of his blade before speaking. "Is this on of your frivolous excuses to get me out so you can throw another one of your pizza parties? Don't you remember what happened last time?"

Dante paused for a moment and thought back to the last party. "Hey" he snapped "I didn't know Kevin Fenderline was going to show up and start singing and it's not my fault your room is the farthest from that horrible voice. Besides you had some company that night so it was cool." Vergil glared at his brother before carving up a demon like a holiday ham and yelled "Britney Spears is not my idea of good company!" Dante started laughing at his brother's seething angry "Oh yeah you tried to grab Yamato but you ended up grabbing Paris Hilton's leg instead" Vergil shuddered at the thought of that night and took his frustration out on the last demon who must have heard the conversation cause with its last breath it coughed up a laugh. Vergil's face showed a faint smile "At least the payback was sweet; you did enjoy your alarm clock right?" Dante turned and gave his dear brother the finger upon remembering how Weird Al started singing in his room at four o'clock in the morning. The two pondered the question of how some of these people even found out about the party. Vergil just thought to himself, "When Dante throws a party be weary of uninvited trouble."

After the battle the guys made their way back to the Devil May Cry shop. "It seems like we act like this whenever our coworkers are on vacation." Vergil stated. Lady and Trish were on a cruise to the tropics as a way of getting away from the twins. Though every time he and Dante looked at their wallets they were reminded that they were the one's who really paid for it. Dante walked in and laid on the couch with a magazine. He was muttering to himself about the high price of fashion these days. Vergil made his way up stairs to his own little library to indulge himself in a few new books he ordered online. As he read a story of war torn lovers in feudal Japan he sighed at the mere thought of their situation and their commitment to one another. Then his thoughts drifted to the memories of his mom and dad telling him and Dante how they met, their father's lame pick up lines and the finally realization of true love. After all love is what saved him from the pits of hell, Dante never stopped believing in him. Vergil closed the book as a knock on the door disturbed his train of thought.

Vergil opened his door to find Dante grinned like some red clad jester. Should I even ask or should I just close the door now, thought Vergil. Dante spoke after hearing his brother thoughts "Hey Vergil don't be so hasty, I'm just here to invite you to a night on the town a local band needs my skills at a club and you need to get out of this tomb of a room for a few hours anyway. Vergil was about to turn and walk away then out of no where Dante's doppelganger shadow grabbed him. Dante just smiled "You never did like taking the easy way out of things did cha? Oh well let's go." Vergil had never cursed at his brother so much in his life. He made sure it was a battle all the way from his room to the car as Dante had to use all his skills to dodge sword after sword his brother projected his way. Once they were both seated in the car, Dante's doppelganger released a very unpleased Vergil. Vergil just growled at his brother "Let's just get this over! Dante smirked since Vergil had no idea what the coming nights had in store for him.

They reached the club which was appropriately named in Vergil's case The Hand of Fate, just as Dante's friend Eddie was about to get on stage with his band. The club was filled with people some who had come for the concert and others who had just come for the drinks. Vergil looked around to see sailors in strong man contests, a few unlucky guys drinking their problems away and even a picture of his dear brother the resident drinking contest champ. Ever the showoff Dante jumped on stage and started a guitar solo before being introduced by Eddie. "Here he is everyone my best mate and special guest for the evening who's skills are as hot as his jacket, Dante!" exclaimed Eddie over the room full of cheers. Vergil hinted the British accent of Eddie and thought, maybe this won't be so bad I'll just sit down and have a cup of tea or a glass of wine. He motioned for the bartender and asked "Can I get your finest glass of wine." The bartender was a burly Brit who must have seen his share of fights. There were scars on his hands and cut by his eye forcing him to wear an eye patch or at least that's what he told people.

Upon hearing the request he started laughing. Then he raised a question "Which one of you pansy ass knob heads has the nerve to ask for a glass of wine in my club?" No one said anything, not out of fear of the bartender, out of fear of the man standing behind the bartender. Vergil was thinking up ways to the guy but then he remembered which side he was on now. "Wooh-sah, Wooh-sah" he whispered trying to calm himself down as he sat back down and wrote a small note. The bartender went in the back thinking he had just shut who ever ordered the drink up with his commanding voice. His next voice however was more like the shrill of a young woman. "Eeeeehhh!" he screamed as a seemingly blue sword that came very close to beheading him struck the wall in front of him. There was even a note attached which the freaked out man quickly read. "If you ever call someone a pansy ass irritating idiot the next one will hit you in your fat ass you walking pile of beer swilling shit. P.S. In the mean time might I suggest you start serving wine and probably a change of pants while your at it?" The bartender shook from his fright to notice the he had a fairly large mess on both sides of his pants. With all the excitement he ran all the way home screaming of ghost and wine. Vergil decided it was best to just listen to his brother do one of the things he does best besides finish off a pizza in less than two minutes. The first song was a nicely done remake of Dani California. If memory served him right it was the same remake Dante had sung for Lady at the karaoke bar a few weeks ago.

Then Vergil noticed it while he was enjoying the music, Dante kept motioning his head as if to signal someone. What in the world is he up to?, Vergil questioned himself. At that moment a young woman with a few tattoos that looked familiar to Vergil walked up to his table. "Hello and you are?" asked Vergil. She smiled and said "I am Zelena, your humble servant my dark master." Vergil was seriously confused by this lady not to mention a little concerned for his own well-being. "I'm sorry but you've got the wrong guy." Just as Vergil said this he noticed the tattoos looked like some of the various demons he and Dante had killed over the years, but he felt no demonic aura from the woman. The lady spoke in a gently yet creepy way like one of those ways that just screamed this chick was not in her right mind. "Oh no I've checked with your brother and after researching your family's history I knew you had to be the dark master I had been waiting for." Vergil's eyes were going everywhere. From the various exits to trying to see if he could spot Ashton Kutcher in the crowd. Even a chilled glare was given to Dante that seemed to scream one thing "Dante must die!"

Then his eyes focused back on the young Hispanic woman who seemed to have been speaking this whole time. "Dark Master? Have you heard a word I've said?" she asked. Vergil decided that maybe around this woman ignorance is bliss and calmly spoke "Of course I have and please just call me Vergil." Her voice hinted of joy "Oh yes! My Dark Mas . . . . uuhhh I mean Vergil so when shall we cast demons upon this world and cleanse it?" Vergil was awestruck and slightly amused, I wonder if I should tell her been there done that and failed. I just want to relax in the human world now. Vergil looked at her eyes and saw that she was dead serious and seemed to be moving herself closer to him. He thought that mind control could answer his problems so he started expressing his thoughts in her mind. You are very tired and confused, possibly heavily mediated. Go home or to the police and rest forget this place, my name and my face. To you Sparda and his legacy are some upcoming movie starring Johnny Depp, Antonio Banderrras and The Rock.Then under the table he snapped his hands. He saw she was in trance, but then she sprung to life asking so when are you free for spawning demon children. Vergil was in shock and made a mental note to hunt down every magician he had seen use mind control. Never once had he thought of kids and here this woman was treating them like an addition to his life schedule. Vergil decided, Ok time to lie like the devil I am. Stood up and in a demanding voice spoke to this crazy woman, "We'll need the head of a chupacabra, some bandages of the last pharaoh of Egypt, the blood of Jimi Hendrix and a box of Lucky Charms." Then she questioned his list "Lucky Charms?" Vergil holding in his laughter spoke "Yes didn't you know they really are magically delicious especially for releasing demons. And bring me these things by the next rising of the blue moon. After hearing his request she dashed off, but not before he saw her mark a V on her head with rum. Dante had just finished up for the night and saw how his twin had fared, not to worry Verg the next girl will be a complete opposite. All Vergil could think was, I hope thats the last i'll see of her.

Or is it? Reviews please and the next girl will be just as Dante said I promise.