Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to this game, its characters, etc.
This event takes place After DMC 1 and many years before DMC 4...Nero, son of Vergil (according to my version) may have been born a year or two later.
Reference to Cover: Please go to my profile page for a link to my OCs fanart, I can't seem to put a URL here.
RETURN TO BABYLON
The phone rings during a lazy afternoon. It is 1745 now, thus an end to Dante's sweet nap. Both arms tucked behind his shoulder; both legs crossed over on the massive table and sitting on the old hard-wooden arm chair. He gives out a lazy yawn and looks at the time, ignoring the constant angry ringing.
"Yeah, Yeah, don't hold your breath." He picks the phone up while caressing his pale white fringes.
"Devil May Cry, Dante speaking."
"I got work for you tonight, with good pay. See Lady Violet at the 'Le Ciel Noir' 2330 tonight." It was Morrison on the other end. (Morrison makes an appearance in the anime series as Dante's agent)
"That underground Hell's club? What business does some she-devil want with me? Quite intriguing, but I hope I am getting paid for this Morrison. "
"She already wired half of the fee to your account Dante, and the rest when the job's done."
"Alright Morrison, keep me posted for anything else." Call ends...
"Hmm, gotta kill some time now...Might hit the diner for some pizza." He contemplates and nods his head.
Precisely 2303 He arrives and parks his bike in a nearby corner adjacent to the shady entrance of the club. He stares at the bright neon-glowing sign and says its name.
"Le Ciel Noir." He ventures inside.
Just like any other club, you would expect to see all walks of life here. Only that this club specially caters to other-worldly kinds, outcasts, demons, half-breeds and all the sorts you can imagine. An unlikely place to some, yet everyone is welcome here; a neutral haven.
Dante makes his way past tables of drunken men, strippers and many 'others' towards the bar to find a seat.
"A shot of vodka please." He calls out the bartender.
"Don't worry, it's on the house. She has business with you after the show." Lisa the bartender winks at him and points at the stage.
The crowd cheers wildly. Hooty whistling echoes in the club and some scream 'Lady Violet' aloud. Her show is about to start. Every Tuesday night, Lady Violet puts on a show.
Dante drinks his shot and shifts his attention to the stage. A similar stage you see in strip clubs. The music starts. Gentle fingers graciously pull the satin curtains apart with a show of slender legs coming out. Lady Violet makes her entrance. Clad in plush velveteen lingerie, barely concealing modest parts and matching Stilettos that can kill, she makes her way on the ramp, drawing out the souls and weak hearts of men. She grabs the pole and works her routine, melting with the music, sweat and heat within the club.
For a quick second their eyes met, and she licks her lips and smiled at Dante. He smirked and raised toast to her.
As her dance ended, more hooting and shouting continued with a lot of applauses. She then makes her way back stage, leaving an air filled with passion and arousal.
"She'll be seeing you now hun." Lisa asked Dante to follow her backstage to her dressing room.
Backstage, Dante gently knocks on her door.
"Come in."
He ushers inside and studied the small quintessential powder room filled with sexy unmentionables, dresses and playthings. A sweet lavender scent filled the air. She was sitting on a stool facing the lighted mirror combing her long black hair that curled down from the middle to the end. Red highlights streaked partially on her fringes and the left side of her hair. She was wearing a silk gown that draped over her sexy curved figure.
"So...Lady Violet..."
"Call me Dhalia." She cut him off and stands up turning towards him and met his gaze with her gleaming violet eyes while sliding a finger down his lips.
"Dhalia... I like that name. But what sort of business does a demon want with another then?"
"Well you are right on that part. I'm a half breed like you, but the other part...well you could say my mother fucked a demon for seven days and nights until she grew bored and slaughtered him."
"Interesting..."
"Anyway, I do need your help. Your world and mine."
The ground vibrates and screams could be heard from outside the club.
"Sounds like someone had too much to drink." He chuckled.
"No, come Dante, outside!"
A ruckus has started outside the club premises and no one was inside. Lisa was hiding under the bar with shattered glass everywhere.
"Lisa, what's going on? Are you alright?!" Dhalia ran towards Lisa helping her up.
"Some rogue demons, came out of nowhere, attacked everyone and more outside like they are stalking, waiting for someone..."
"Sounds like a real party outside. You both stay here." He grinned.
"I'm coming with you, I can handle myself. Lisa, make sure you close shop and let the boss know that I'll be on urgent leave. It's important..."
"Alright. Take care both of you..."
The street was dimly lit outside with debris scattered everywhere and blood smeared on the walls. The air felt menacing and hostile.
"Will you be fine dressed in that night gown?" Dante readied himself with his guns.
"Oh no, I won't be fighting with this on." She let out a wry smile and swiftly threw the gown up in the air.
She was now dressed to kill. (Reference to fanart)
The roar of unknown creatures echoed and glowing eyes gleamed within the shadows; their silhouettes slowly coming forth towards the Dante and Dhalia.
"So, are we dancing or what?" Dante beckoned at them.
The battle starts. Three dark figures rushed with great speed and lunged towards Dante. He swiftly evades the attack jumping high up and fires shots from Ebony and Ivory.
At the same time two more sprawled towards Dhalia but she knew what she was up against now and in a split second she unleased a fury of knives, hurling them towards her targets with precision. While doing this another figure stealthily manifested behind her...
Swooshh! Dante's Rebellion hurled towards the figure from her back and plunged the demon through it as it pierces the wall behind. Fighting alongside with his client did make things quite interesting.
Before the last demon drew its final breathe, it let out a warning.
"It will be too late to stop the convergence, nyahahaha! On the next full moon...*AMELSERRU ISHTAR!"
(*referring her as Ishtar's daughter, the Mesopotamian goddess of love, war, fertility, and sexuality)
"ANA SIMTIM ALAKU." (Die) She answered back with a stern voice as the demon exhaled its last.
After defeating eight of the unknown demons, Dante picked his sword out from the wall and questioned her.
"What were those things? And it mentioned 'the convergence'."
"They are the 'Rabisu'. Akkadian demonic beings that lurk in the dark corners and shadows that lure mortal beings then devour them."
"Okay, but I've got a feeling there's more of these things." He replied.
"In two weeks time the convergence of both our worlds will happen. One will have to devour the other. And this world will see more of those evil beasts until we put an end to the one caused this."
"Well I'd hate to see this world gone." He replied.
The ground shakes again...
"It has already begun." She pointed up to the eerie sky.
Clouds and mist cleared out and a vague form materialized out into the night sky which what seemed to be a floating city.
"Is it what I think it is?" He asked.
"Babylon..." Dhalia replied grimly.
This fanfic has been kept in the dark for almost a decade, and I finally decided to write a short introduction of my character.
Dhalia: my fan-made character who is the daughter of the goddess Ishtar and is Dante's client/guide in a mission to save both the world of humanity and hers by stopping the dark evil behind the convergence. Weapon of choice are infinite sacred knives and a chain whip. In future reference, she will also play a role in becoming Dante's romantic partner after the end of this journey when he helps save both worlds.
In DMC 4, where Nero son of Vergil fights alongside Dante, will turn out to be the current timeline of my other side-story where Dante and Dhalia's daughter eventually meet Nero.
