Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry.

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"Was it really wise to come here?"

"C'mon Lady, lighten up!" replied a man with silvery white hair dressed in crimson. He was equipped with two guns, one was Ebony and the other Ivory. There was also a giant blade strapped on his back. He was talking to a woman with black hair and mismatched eyes. One was bluish green and the other reddish brown. "You know I can't get an invitation to a party and not accept it."

"Dante…" grumbled Lady, crossing her arms across her chest in annoyance.

"So which way it is to the party?" asked Dante, examining his surroundings.

"You tell me…" Lady muttered, rolling her eyes. "We're in hell. I'm surprised demons didn't come out and attempt to rip us to pieces yet…I think we should go back."

"You can't go. I don't want to be the only loser who goes to the party without a date."

Lady raised a rather bulky bazooka like object called Kalina-Ann that was held in her hands, aiming at Dante.

Dante laughed nervously, "What I meant to say was business associate…"

Lady lowered her weapon but not her guard, they continued walking. Strange glowing orbs peered out of the gloom of the darkness but did not threaten their safety.

'My boots are definitely ruined.' Lady thought in dismay, examining her blood drenched boots.

"This is probably a trap, you know." Lady said, trying to start a conversation again and break the awkward silence.

"Yet here we are…" Dante mirthlessly chuckled.

"Tell me, why are you really here?" asked Lady.

"We're not the only guests."

"Meaning?"

"Vergil was invited too."

Lady frowned, she remembered Vergil. He was the other son of Sparda, Dante's twin brother. The blue outfit wearing, katana wielding man she had mistaken as the murderer of her father, Arkham. Vergil didn't kill Arkham, it couldn't be since Lady killed Arkham herself to avenge her mother whom her father had sacrificed. Vergil couldn't be here though, he was off burning in hell the last time she had heard of him. Oh wait…needless to say the thought of him brought back unwelcome memories.

Dante turned around in alarm as he heard a noise. He prepared to blow the head off of… a hellhound puppy?

"Lady, behind you!" Dante fired a few rounds but the hellhound dodged them easily. The pup yelped in surprise, growling at Dante angrily.

Lady bent down to have a closer look, "What do we have here?"

The creature had silvery white fur and a blue collar decorated with an amulet around its neck. It also had ridiculously cute and round icy blue eyes and was about half the size of a wolf. It appeared threatening but somehow disarmingly puppy-like at the same time. When Lady tried to examine the amulet on the collar the hellhound barked, trying to snap at Lady's fingers when she reached for it. She stopped attempting to reach for the artifact. The puppy like creature changed its attitude suddenly, it rubbed against Lady's leg affectionately while growling softly.

"That's real cute…" scoffed Dante, getting out his blade, Rebellion.

"It's not cute…" Lady's voice began to soften, laced with honey. "…it's adorable!"

Lady laughed happily, scratching the hellhound behind its' ears. It growled softly in gratitude.

Dante raised Rebellion, "I still say we neuter it!"

The hellhound jumped out of harm's way easily, a guttural sound emitted from its throat that sounded akin to a laugh.

"Dante, don't murder him!" Lady yelled, trying to protect the silvery white haired hellhound puppy.

"Oh, so it's a 'him' now? What happened to 'it'?" asked Dante, reluctantly putting away Rebellion.

"I don't know. It just seems like a 'him' to me."

"How'd you figure that one out? Its sissy-ass movements suggest something else." said Dante, he was actually frustrated all his bullets missed. 'Hell, the thing prances around like a freaking ballerina.' Dante thought.

"What should I name him?" Lady said, ignoring Dante.

"How 'bout 'Dangerous-Evil-Dastardly-Demon-Dog-Creature-From-Hell'?" Dante suggested sarcastically.

"I'll call him 'Prince'." said Lady.

"Would you like that, Prince?" asked Lady, scratching the hellhound under his muzzle. Prince growled in approval, and began tugging at Lady's sleeve.

"I think he wants us to follow him." said Lady. The two of them followed Prince, Dante was more hesitant. Dante constantly muttered under his breath, cursing Prince and talking about how it was a mistake to trust 'it.'

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Author's Notes: Its been a while since I've seen Devil May Cry 3 so there may be some mistakes.

This is AU because I ignore character death. Basically the plot is Dante and Lady are invited to Hell for 'one hell of a party,' obviously it's highly suspected as a trap. Along the way they meet a hellhound that will serve as their guide. Can any one guess who 'Prince' is? It's pretty obvious. I thought the name was suiting.

The pairings are hopefully obvious enough.

Review please, feedback would be nice.

I just decided to write this out because plot bunnies just won't leave me alone! This probably will be updated irregularly. I need to develop the plot a little more. My description skills also need a little work.