"Fuck." Dante was wandering through the streets, not even concerned about the bounty on his head. "How in the hell do these persistent fuckers keep finding me? Is it too much to ask for a little peace and quiet?" He kicked a can across the ground, hitting a stray cat. It stared at him and hissed. Dante threw his arms out, challenging the poor animal. It meowed, accepting defeat, and ran into a back alley. He smirked in triumph. "Pussy."

Turning around to head back home, something caught his attention. From a distance, it looked like just another ally cat, but the closer he got to it, the more he could tell how different it was. Its fur was as black as coal, with eyes an elusive green that almost seemed to glow. In his process of getting a better look at, Dante stepped on the can he had previously kicked. The crunching noise it emitted scared the creature, causing it to flee.

"Hey! Wait!" He yelled after the thing as it dashed off in the opposite direction. For some reason, he had an undeniable urge to follow after it. Cutting through side streets and back alleys, he eventually had to stop and kneel over to catch his breath. As he did, so did the creature; just watching him, waiting. When he finally got back into a standing position, the cat was gone. "Fuck! I said wait dammit!"

Just ahead of him, a light flashed followed by the sound of thunder. He quickly made his way down the rest of the alleyway, until it opened up into an eerie dead end. It was a one way in, one way out deal that Dante learned all too late. As the wall behind him closed, he cursed quietly to himself, wishing that his curiosity hadn't gotten the best of him. As the light eclipsed and the small space he was trapped in grew darker, the more noticeable a faint glow coming from the middle of said space became. He was drawn to it, like a moth to a flame.

Just when he was in touching distance of the light, he noticed it was illuminating form a half-naked girl. With the realization came a group of demons. "You guys wanna dance? Bring it on mother fuckers!" They took him up on his offer, lunging at him with the intent to kill. It was over within a matter of seconds as Dante had successfully drawn his sword and taken them out. Their bodies turned to ash as he turned to focus his attention on the girl. Her clothes were ripped and torn, barely leaving enough material to cover her areas. Her platinum blond hair was stained red with her blood, making look almost artificially colored. As he checked over her to assess her wounds, he felt the presence of someone sneaking up behind him. He was about to draw his weapon, when a familiar voice called out to him.

"She's an angel, you know." Dante stood up and turned around to stare at his brother. "We better get out of here quickly, or they'll find you."

"What about her?" He pointed at the injured angel. "We can't just leave her here. They'll rip her apart."

"She's not our problem, Dante. Besides, she'll buy us enough time to escape." Dante disregarded his brother's pleas, picking up the girl to take her with them.

"Tell Kat to hurry with the car. This girl needs medical attention." Vergil frowned at Dante, obviously displeased with his decision.

"I'm telling you to leave her. She'll only slow us down."

"And I'm telling you I'm not leaving without her." There was a silent tension between them before Vergil gave in.

"Fine. We don't have time to fight about this." He pulled out his phone, calling a number on speed dial. "Take her and head for the main street. Kat will meet you there." He started walking away, having a brief conversation before hanging up.

"Wait, where are you going? The main street's this way." Dante looked at him, confused.

"I'm going to hold them off and buy you some time to escape. Don't worry, brother. I'll meet up with you guys later." With those words, he vanished.

Dante rolled his eyes, hastily making his way to the rendezvous point. The second he hit the street, Kat called him out.

"Dante! Over here!" She waved, signaling him towards the car. "Hurry up!" He rushed over, gently laying the angel in the backseat. Kat caught a glance at her while Dante jumped into the passenger's seat. When he was safely inside, she floored it, driving away at a break neck speed.

"Okay, so where to?" She asked him keeping her eyes glued of the road.

"I would say the hospital, but…." He trailed off, thinking about his next move. "I know a guy. Turn right up here." In her haste, she almost missed the turn, just barely making it. "There!" He pointed to a secluded, run-down building a few yards down. The car came to a screeching halt as Dante jumped out, pulling the angel into his arms, and ran up to the building. "Fez! Fez, you in there?"

"Who the hell wants to know?" The door swung open, a sketchy, overweight man behind it. Fez was so freaked out to see Dante that he didn't even seem to notice the dying angel he was carrying.

"I was hoping you could save this girl." He directed Fez's attention to her, suddenly realizing how much he cared for her wellbeing.

"Bring her in. I'll see what I can do."