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Hello, my fellow DMC fans and welcome to my rewrite of Ultimate Devil May Cry. So pull up a seat, grab a snack and enjoy.

Prologue

Chaos was the only word that could be used to describe it. The sky had dimmed to near-crimson, while lightning streaked across the dark canvas. The veil between the human dimension and Limbo was destroyed, both worlds were now one. Wayward spirits flew through the sky, shrieking and screaming loudly. The lost souls that were once trapped in the parallel world were now free to roam the earth.

Limbo city the once a bustling city was now engulfed in conflict. The demons in hiding were forced out into the open now exposed to the unsuspecting humans. Amongst the chaos, a multitude of different sounds could be heard. like the wailing of emergency sirens, terrified cries of people screaming as they were attacked. The shrieks of demons, the volley of gunfire and the faint sound of fighter jets in the background.

Within the cornerstone of the city stood its overlord, the Devil prince Berial in all of his glory. His form was that of a gigantic beast composed of hellfire and hardened scales of solidified smoke and ash. upon the Devils, brow sat a crown of flames that burned in the atmosphere like the fires of hell. He released a scream that triggered mankind`s primordial terrors, daring anyone to confront him. Around laid the remains of those who challenged him and lost. The bodies of misguided demons and foolish angels littered the battlefield.

Amongst the turmoil, two human females were on their last legs. One a hooded witch with a broken arm while the other was a fierce devil hunter who was no longer conscious. Kat the younger sister held on to her sister's unconscious form. Both women covered head to toe in cuts and bruises. With her back against a wall, she looked up only to see their demise.

Before the humans stood a trio of Dreamrunners, master demonic swordsmen. The fiends looked vaguely like humans wearing tattered tasset around its waist and a pale grinning mask. The leader of the group hovered over Kat and her big sister his blade raised high. He poised himself ready to end their lives in a single stroke. Kat squeezed her eyes tightly shut and bit her lower lip. They were aware of the dangers of fighting against demons but the thought of being cut down like a lamb to the slaughter never asked crossed her mind. If only she had some strength left she might have resisted the opposition in front and fled. However, she did not have that strength. Thus there could only be one outcome to this situation that would be their death.

The sword fell and yet there was no pain to be felt. Kat gently opened her teary eyes which had been squeezed shut. The first thing she saw was the stained saber floating an inch away from her head. The Dreamrunners were frozen in place their masked faces looking somewhere off to her side. Their completely defenseless posture clearly displayed the fear that filled them all. As though drawn by the swordsman`s gaze the young woman could not help but turn and look in the same direction as Dreamrunners and so the witch gazed upon despair what she saw was power.

It was a demon like no other. Twin points of blood-red lights burned brightly from its eyes. Its charcoal colored frame towered over them, as red veins trace the devil`s rock-like hide. While two sets of bat-like rested upon its back.

The creature scanned the hooded girl and the others present like a predator sizing up its prey but within its scaley hand, it grasped a sword comparable to it demonic nature. In an instant, the air seemed to freeze in place. It was as if time had stood still in the wake of a true Devil. Kat forgot to breathe as if the sight had stolen her soul away. Then she began choking and wheezing for air. This avatar of destruction must have manifested itself in order to claim dominion over the city. It was only natural for her to think so but then she realized something was amiss. The creatures who had been planning to kill her and her sister were now completely still.

The Devil slowly extended its hand towards them. Its fingers spreading as they're reaching for something .she wanted to look away from it but fear kept her gaze in place. she had the feeling that if she averted her eyes she would see a far more horrible sight instead. In the blink of an eye, she saw a quick flash of red light.

Suddenly a cry of pain crept into her ears from whose mouth had that sound came it felt like it comes from hers or that of her sister. Then Kat heard the familiar sound of severed flesh from behind. She was afraid to take her eyes away from the avatar of destruction. Curiosity got the better of her and the witch wrenched her eyes away. Whereupon she saw the severed bodies of the Dreamrunners. Their corpses were sprawled motionless on the ground bisected in half like a couple of broken toys. The danger that almost claimed Kat and her sister was no more but this was no time for a celebration.

The shadow of death that had pursued them had merely taken a more terrifying form. The Devil drew closer to the Kat who watched it with terrified eyes. Its shadow loomed over her, obscuring her view. Kat clutched her sister's motionless form tightly to her self. The notion of escape no longer existed within Kat`s mind. If it was a human she might be able to cling to some faint some hope that it would let them go but the Devil shattered that hope. All she could do was apologize for her weakness for being unable to protect her sister's life. she prayed that her sister would not be lonely as they went on to a possible afterlife. Then for some reason, she felt as if she had known or at least seem the demon from somewhere. The eyes and almost human contours of its face brought up an image Kat could not believe.

Dante?

A/N: And there goes the prologue. Let me know your thoughts on the added chapter. Old time reviewers what do think? The next Chapter will be much longer and should be uploaded next weekend. So until then take care