Devil May Cry: The Sirens Call
AN: I don't own Dante I wish I did cause he is soooooo hot, ahem… This is another co-effort from the disturbed minds of CazzaCat and KalanSlytherin! Only the few people who actually read our work will know who we are and please review! We don't slave away in the Australian heat over a sticky keyboard for nothing you know! We don't care who you are, what you do or what you say just please review… It'd make our day!
AN: 2: Warui Usagi I'm so sorry that I didn't post my poem on Christmas day but I ended up flat out, and just forgot about it. I promise it will be posted but when I figure out what I did with it. O.o. N e ways I hope this doesn't spoil your devil may cry days to come…
Since the dawn of time, from the very beginning there has always been a fragile balance between good and evil. For countless centuries they have fought for the right to decide the fate of humanity. Demons to bring the world of humans into chaos and enslave them. And Angels to wipe the world clean and new.
But though humanities plight seems hopeless, one has averted it once before.
You've probably heard of it, The Legend of Sparda? Over two thousand years ago he stood up to the forces of darkness. He stopped the Demon Prince Mundus from enslaving humanity. He united the nations of the world and helped humanity defeat the demon armies.
He stood up for humanity and all for the love of a woman.
A human woman.
Inspiring isn't it?
Maybe, but not as inspiring as the story I'm about to tell you. The story… no legend of his son, the devil hunter…
Dante.
This is his story…
AN: I know that this is really short but its just a prologue! If you all think it sounds good so far... lemme know k!
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