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Note: My first attempt at a fan fiction, hope you enjoy this as much as i did writing it.
Round 1: Worlds apart
Underneath an abandoned bar, within the parking lot which was equally forsaken were several figures moving in quick succession in the dimly lit space.
Dante furrowed his eyebrows once again when Ryu had accidentally tagged Dante for a crossover assist only to find an array of bullets, katanas and deadly traps flying towards Dante.
"This is what I call, out of the frying pan and into the fire!" Shouted Dante while jumping away from his adversaries and trying to avoid a stray missile.
"You know that I'm bad with words and I rather talk with my fists" breathed Ryu as he re-adjusted his gauntlet on both fists. "How was I supposed to know that my Tatsumaki Kicks were ineffective against bullets!?"
Dante sighed under his breath. Dante was more used to fighting against muscle headed foes then working together with them. Dante breathed another sigh only to have Deadpool throw a "pineapple bomb" towards where Dante was about to land.
The metallic item bounced once from the earth and recoiled back towards Dante's face, at which point the metallic item had instantly exploded in mid-air. The bomb was only a few inches away from Dante. The Demon hunter could even see his reflection upon the metallic surface of the bomb before its inevitable detonation. Without thinking, he pulled his arms up against his face to shield the bomb explosion, the bomb had impacted Dante and shrapnel had embedded itself onto him, thus creating a cloud spreading throughout every corner of the room.
The room was filled with smoke choking the lungs of each fighter; regardless the psychotic mercenary emerged from the bomb's debris. "HOW'S THAT YOU PUNKs?!" Screeched Deadpool. His finger's were already poised on his dual machine guns. "DEVIL MAY CRY MUCH?!"
Dead pool emitted a low dangerous voice from under his black and red mask. He always enjoyed using his pineapple bombs on his unsuspecting foes, they were both lethal and humorous as the unpredictable explosion radius from the lethal shell would catch any person off guard, be it friend or foe. His mask symbolised the black abyss fallen enemies were destined to face when challenging this menace and the crimson red of the fallen adversaries he has felled. His machine guns were still marked where Dante was once.
Meanwhile Deadpool was staring towards the fog of clouds and dust. Scanning for the remains of his foe to confirm his victory. Slowly he inched towards the site of explosion and looked around his surroundings. The ground had a surprisingly large crater formed from the explosion, forming a pit large enough for several people. Deadpool cautiously peered to see the suspecting corpse only to find to his utter surprise nobody was present.
Suddenly a Massive Blade had cleaved through the air above Dead pool and had slashed across his back. He felt the force of the sharp edge cutting his flesh and digging into his shoulder. Searing pain was flashing throughout his whole body, Dead pool's knees could only buckle underneath the force of the slash and his gasp for air came a moment after his shoulder was rendered useless. Dead pool kneeled on one knee and had to support his body on the earth with his fist clenched weakly. He could only turn his neck to face this overwhelming force which had appeared behind him and to glimpse who had felled him so easily.
"Heh if you thought you could have finished me with that plaything then I wouldn't be called the Son of Sparda, king of demons." The chuckled voice came from the towering figure now behind dead pool. Menace filled the air and the very blade which cut through dead pool was once again raised towards the sky "Dante. Demon hunter extraordinaire". Smirked Dante, the surrounding smoke had cleared, Deadpool turned his head one last time and the view of Dante's blade filled his eyes with fear. Dante brought the blade's tip towards Dead pool's spine and cleaved through his torso in half.
Dead pool was only moments ago filled with blood thirst, had suddenly turned cold. His body failed to listen to him and his body had become limp from the pain. Now dead pool was the one laying on the Earth's soil and was barely holding onto reality. His voice came out surprisingly like a sickly child.
"The jokes on you POPS... because I'm not going without a bang" Dead pool's strained voice barely escaped his lips. Before Dante could even question what Dead pool had said his voice was caught in his throat as his ears strained to listen to the silent battlefield.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Dante's eyes flew from Dead pool's body to wherever the source of the sound was coming from.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Dante then paused and his head turned slowly towards dead pool's lifeless body. The Realization flew into Dante's mind immediately from where the resonance of the sound was.
BOOM. The explosion of the pineapple bomb was a mere fraction of the explosion coming from Dead pool's corpse and force of impact was equivalent to a Level 3 hyper combo. This time Dante had no time to teleport and could only feel the shock, shake his very core. His feet were no longer planted on the Earth but in fact his entire body had blown 45 metre's away and was momentarily flying in the air.
Dante's body had collided onto the ceiling of the car park which had most likely broken every bone in his body. Dante had coughed up blood from his throat and was ready to lose his consciousness, but his second collision was ready for Dante's return back to the Solid Concrete floors.
"Damn I won't be able to make this second Drop!" Dante shut his eyes and braced his whole body for the incoming impact ready to meet hard Earth with Soft flesh. The contact never came but instead Dante had felt his body floating in the sky. It was more like a pair of hands from an unknown entity who had prevented Dante's inevitable crash.
Dante is surprised by the sudden intrusion of another entity and open his eyes to see who or what had rescued him. But his first collision from the ceiling had blurred Dante's vision and he could only see silhouettes of shadows.
The Shadow had reacted to Dante's movements. Both Dante and the shadow had hovered for another second before Dante was abruptly released from the figure's grasp onto the floor. This was Dante's Second impact and as expected the pain revealed itself but at a lower magnitude. Dante was thankful and turned his head slowly towards the figure.
The shadow had already turned its back on Dante and moved towards the exit of the car park. Dante had mustered what energy he had left to shout a single order.
"WAIT!"
Dante's voice had ringed across the car park but the figure merely stood in front of the exit. For what felt like an eternity. Dante thought he was held in time and that his world had stopped. Only the soft breathing of his own breaths was heard.
The shadow turned towards Dante and hesitated before it walked towards a ceiling light which was emitting above between the two.
Dante's mouth dropped open and his eyes diluted upon the image in front of him. "It can't be... Your not supposed to be here, You're not supposed to be alive!" Before Dante could finish his words Ryu Who had shyly been licking his wounds finally arrived on the scene unravelling in front of him.
"DANTE WHERE ARE YOU!"
Ryu had stumbled upon a wreckage of bricks and torn walls. Ceiling lights were separated from their sockets and stationary cars were no longer in their four wheeled forms. Ryu had half expected Dante to be standing victorious over Dead pool. But instead found Dead pool and Dante severely wounded and were lying on top of rubble as a result of battle.
Ryu saw the only person who was not in terrible condition and decided the source of destruction must have came from this adversary. His passion for battle was ignited once again and before his mind was ready; his muscles had already sprung into action. Running towards the shadow at speed that would have matched a cheetah.
"SHORYUKEN!" But before Ryu's fist had contacted anything. Dante had grabbed ryu's ankle and disrupted the shoryuken completely.
"Don't You dare do anything to her!" Dante had grabbed ryu's ankle and his nails were digging into his skin harshly.
"What are you doing Dante!?" But before Ryu could escape Dante's sudden seize. The figure had already escaped through the Exit and left both fighters in the lot, allowing silence to once again fall on the abandoned car park.
"Why did you stop me Dante, I wanted to battle that person?" Ryu slapped Dante's hand sharply disregarding Dante's Condition.
"I can't allow you to battle that person no matter what!" It seemed that Dante was also neglecting the condition he was in and continued to speak under his strained voice.
"That person was not who you thought it was." Dante had paused and gathered his breath before speaking again.
"That was my sister. Isabelle"
Author's notes: Tell me what you think and leave your comments please :3
