Me: Hey guys! It's NaNoWriMo time! This is what I'm doing for this month: 30 different short stories on 30 different days. Every two days I'll be adding another piece to this version, so the numbers will be wildly off. Also the category might be "X-overs" but there won't actually be an real cross overs. I just needed to pick some kind of category and since I'm taking from books, movies, video games, and anime I figured this would be the best tag. Anyway, all pieces will be labeled with what they are coming from so ya'll don't get confused. I hope you all like this one.

Category: Devil May Cry

Universe: Magical Mayhem

Characters: Dante and Chronus

Status: Finished but will be added to Magical Mayhem when I get to this part :)

Please read and review!

Two figures walked down a dark alley way. the shorter of the two stepped father in front of the taller, totally ignoring the fact that the other was hissing at him to stay back. As it was they were in enough danger just from their location and the fact that what they were after was attacking more than a few demons. Apparently just by being truly immortal made the other man think that he could take on a horde of demons and devils on his own. That didn't even account for the fact that he was constantly taking about how he wasn't nearly as strong as he should be without all of his powers in place.

"Dude, are you insane?!" the taller man whisper shouted as he finally caught up with the other man, grabbing his arm sharply.

"No," the other replied looking up at him with his odd two tone eyes. "I'm perfectly in my right mind."

"Then why do you insist on diving right into all of these situations head first without even trying to even think about how this could affect you," the other replied shifting slightly on his feet as he adjusted the large sword on his back.

"Look, Chronus, I'm fine. I'm not insane. Don't worry about it," the other replied.

Chronus gave him a slightly wide eyed look, "I thought we agreed to call each other by our bodies' names and not our minds, Dante."

"I know," Dante replied grinning out from a slightly more angelic face than normal. "I just like pissing you off. Besides, I now see why I have women falling all over me when I'm angry."

Chronus groaned as he passed a hand through his current body's white hair. This evening was not going as planned at all. It all started out easily enough. They had tracked one of the immortal's artifacts to this town and had set out to retrieve it. Once they actually started looking for it was when they started to hit snags. At first it seemed like there were more than one artifact simply by the virtue of the number of demons that were gathered in the area. Then, after Dante had carved a bloody path to the beast that held the artifact, it sneered at them before waving it around. The seemingly simple carved figure glowed brightly for a few seconds before light filled the area.

Chronus realized what was going on mere seconds before the half demon and tried to throw up a barrier. He was too late and the flash of light washed over the pair. When it cleared Chronus was the first to wake. At first nothing seemed to be all that wrong, but then he realized that his body felt quite a bit larger and quite a bit different. Sitting up slowly the immortal lifted a hand to rub at his face. As it fell back he froze as he caught sight of the long, black gloved fingers attached to a large, wide palm.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, NO!" he shouted starting soft before finally escalating to a yell as he found his voice hand changed as well.

Trying to spring to his feet ended up with him on his face as a great weight at his back pushed him over. That and the slightly disorienting fact of seeing his own body laying just two feet in front of him only served to prove all of his suspicions. Taking a deep breath he finally managed to get to his feet. The sudden change in his height caught him off balance but he managed to compensate long enough to get to his own body. Reaching out he gripped on shoulder and proceeded to try and shake the other awake.

"Dante, Dante!" he shouted finally restoring to pulling him onto his back and slapping him once across the face.

Silver and gold eyes flew open and the other sat up suddenly, trying and failing to flip Chronus over his head. When he ended up collapsed against the taller body rather than back on his back the other blinked slowly up at him. When their eyes met he swore explosively before trying to scramble to his feet. Unfortunately for him Dante forgot about the fact that Chronus hand hair that went all the way down his back to just about the tops of his knees. He managed to step on the ends of the long, dark tresses with enough force to yank his head back. Chronus suppressed a laugh at the sight but stopped when he received a sharp glare from the other.

"What the hell happened to us?" Dante growled but it didn't sound nearly as impressive coming from the immortal's body as it did from his own.

"The artifact. Apparently this one has the power to make two, or more, people switch bodies," Chronus replied almost consciously forcing his voice into the slightly higher octave he was used to hearing but it only served to make him sound like an idiot. "We have to get it back."

"No shit, Sherlock!" Dante shouted finally managing to get to his feet.

"I know, Dante. Calm down," Chronus stood as well, swaying slightly as the weight of Rebellion put him a little off balance. "We need to be calm about this though. You know that."

"Calm?! CALM?! How the hell am I supposed to stay calm when I'm trapped in your body and you're in mine?!" Dante was now to the point of practically screaming as he paced the ally way.

Chronus opened his mouth to try and say something calming but suddenly he heard something. Something that he almost never would have heard otherwise had he not been in the body of a man with heightened senses at all times. Reaching out sharply he grabbed Dante by the shoulders and mouth, silencing the man's rant. Dante tried to struggle free but Chronus hissed at him to be quiet. Thankfully the other remembered that he had heightened senses. It must not have passed over into his new body. Looking up slightly he tried to gauge just what was going on by the look on the other's face. Unfortunately Chronus was a master of the impassive mask and totally gave nothing away.

"What do you hear?" he hissed softly behind his hand.

"I have no clue. It sounds..." he trailed off for a few seconds before picking back up. "Like something is coming this way. Something big."

"Then we deal with it," Dante replied trying to shake himself free.

"Dante, we can't. You and I just switched bodies and we have no idea how the other's fighting style or bodies actually function. WE don't even know if I have access to your demonic powers or you to my magical powers. Also in case you forgot my body may be immortal but I'm not nearly as strong as I should be without all of my powers. If we don't have access to each other's strengths then we are both going to end up seriously hurt. We have to get away from here, now," Chronus said trying and actually managing to succeed in holding the other back.

"Chronus..." Dante began but the sound of something getting closer got loud enough that he could actually hear it himself.

Dante was about to say something but stopped as something filled his system, something that was rather alien to him. Shaking his head sharply he looked down at the ground. The only sound to be heard for a few moments were the sounds of feet getting closer before the half demon looked up and nodded at the immortal. Chronus let out a breath of air at the nod and nodded back himself. The two gathered themselves for a few seconds before taking off down the alley way. By now the sound of footsteps turned into the sounds of scuttling claws and footsteps pounding on the walls and ground as another horde of demons approached them. After maybe twenty minutes of running they arrived at their current situation, with Chronus and Dante all but squaring off in the dark.

"Yeah, I know we did but there is something in my head that is telling me that we really need to go this way. Are you going to just let me go by myself or are you going to come with me?" he said with a grim look.

Chronus blinked slowly before letting out a bark of laughter, "It's the artifact! It's calling to the rest of my powers! We might actually be able to get out if this intact and with my power."

"Well, with that being the case let's go then," Dante grinned at him.

Chronus nodded and the two took off once again. After taking a few more turns and Dante getting more than a little upset about being quite a bit shorter than normal they arrived at a decrepit abandoned building. They shared a look for a few sounds before nodding. Chronus drew both of Dante's guns gingerly as they headed up the steppes but before he could actually go into the building Dante stopped him with a hand on the arm.

"Let me take those. You stick with Rebellion. I think you're more of a sword guy any way," Dante explained taking Ebony and Ivory from the other.

"Thank you," the immortal replied with a smile as he pulled the massive blade from his back.

"Any time. I mean, this is why you hired me, right?"

Chronus laughed softly and shook his head, "That is true. Let's get my artifact back."

Dante nodded back before he stepped up and kicked the door in. Dante stepped in a head of him. If something jumped out at them then he would have a slightly better chance of taking it out before I did them any real harm. They walked through the entire building before arriving at the basement. The demon was lounging on top of a large pile of corpses. Dante found himself gagging slightly as he did, Chronus' body wasn't all that used to dealing with death and decay. Once he got the reflex under control he nodded at the immortal.

"Act like me and move in," Dante whispered and the immortal nodded slowly at him.

Taking a deep breath Chronus stepped into the light, "Hey, short, squat and ugly!"

The words jerked the demon's head up, "Well, damn it's the half-breed devil hunter! What can I do for you?"

"I need that glowing thingy in your hand. It's rather, important to a client of mine," the immortal called back not missing how the demon reacted to hearing him speak like Dante.

"This?" The demon held up the carved figurine. "I don't actually think that it even works right. It was supposed to make two people switch places but I guess it's just a dud. Take it then."

Chronus watched him warily but didn't move to take the item. The demon just watched him for a few moments before its smile faltered slightly. Smirking Chronus stepped just a little closer to the demon, Rebellion glinting in the light. Bulbous eyes widened sharply and darted to look around behind him. Before the thing could so much as turn Ebony was shoved into the thing's face. Its throat pulsed nervously as it swallowed, sandwiched between two demon hunters.

"I hate to say it, freak, but yeah it worked," Dante said pushing the gun even father into the back of the thing's head. "Even so we kind of need it back. Dante, if you will."

Chronus smiled evilly as the other managed to actually replicate his condescending attitude perfectly. Dropping one hand off of the massive sword he reached out and snatched the artifact back from the thing's nerveless fingers. Tipping his head slightly at the demon he stepped back, sliding it into one of the long red coat's pockets. Before the thing could even try to get it back he stepped well out of the thing's way just before Dante blew its brains out. The demon collapsed to the ground, sans head, and lay there twitching for a few seconds before it finally died.

"Well, not what," Dante asked lowering the guns.

"First trade me, guns for the statue, and then I'll walk you through it. Hopefully by absorbing the magic the spell will be reversed," Chronus said with a shrug as he held out a hand for the guns.

"Hopefully? Hopefully?! What happens if it doesn't change us back after I… you… reabsorb the magic what do we do them?" Dante replied slowly handing over his beloved guns and taking the statue from the other.

"Then, I'll have to walk you through activating first my base magical energy and then the actual magic that controls the switch," Chronus replied stepping around behind the other after holstering the guns.

Dante sighed and nodded slowly. Smiling softly the immortal carefully walked the other through the process of absorbing the spell. Thankfully, by some great miracle, just reabsorbing the spell the two switched back in the same instant that the spell was absorbed. Chronus shook his head slowly after the light faded. Even with his eyes closed he could tell that he was back in his own body. Behind him he felt Dante give a full body shudder as he reconnected with his inner demon. Turning around he gave the other a raised eye brow.

"OK, next time something like this happens, you tell me how to get this shit back to normal before shit goes wrong. You got that?" Dante growled, but it held no real bite if the smirk on his face was anything to go by.

"You got it Dante," the immortal laughed as they headed out of the building. "Are you ready to go after the next artifact, then?"

Dante groaned and hung his head. Even so he followed the immortal back to his car. Chronus smiled softly at the other. Despite all the complaining Dante was the best option as his companion for this mission. No amount of grumbling or complaining, or even getting their bodies swapped was going to change that and Chronus was grateful for it. Still smiling he slid into the driver's seat. Dante was stretched out in the passenger seat, half asleep. Shaking his head slowly the immortal resolved to wait until a little later to tell him about the next artifact. For this one, he was really going to need Dante fully in the loop. If not then there were going to be some serious consequences. Consequences that he wasn't sure the other would be able to handle, even with his demonic powers.