'It's been 10 years since I found her out in the street... She was beaten on the outside and broken on the inside but still managed to get back up and try to fight had enough guts and courage. A true potential devil hunter. She fought and killed many devils over the years even though she's a demon herself.'

The annoying ring of the telephone knocked me out of my thoughts. After two minutes of the nonstop ringing I kicked open the bathroom door while running my hand through my wet silver hair. I narrow my eyes at the phone then sigh softly as I see the brown haired girl I've come to care about curled up on the couch still sleeping. Her face showed no hint of anger or arrogance but instead held the rare peaceful smile she only had when she was really glad about something. RING! RING! RING! RI-

Kicking my chair upright and casually sitting in it as my booted feet slammed hard enough on my desk causing the telephone's receiver popped up into the air. Catching the receiver I answered with a casual, "Sorry. Not open for business yet" and tossed the receiver back in its usual position.

"I haven't picked a name for this joint and I'm already getting call," I muttered in low voice then lookerd at the sleeping girl," Hey Iyame! It's time for your lazy ass to wake up!"

Her ears twitch at the mention of her name. Iyame yawned and stretched languidly. Her dark blue eyes then landed on me as she stood up and slipped on her black leather combat boots. Her shorts stopped mid-thigh and her tank top was torn at the bottom showing off her flat stomach. She wore thin black hoodie with a red belt on in it. She ran a gloved hand through her chocolate brown hair as she let out another yawn.

"How long was I out?" she asked as she walked over to my desk and picked up a piece of pizza.

I shrugged, "What time did you go to bed last night? Cause I got back two hours ago."

Iyame started counting on her fingers, "Let's see... carry the one...twelve hours... damn!Oh god I'm becoming as lazy as you! I think I might have a heart attack!"

I rolled my eyes at the eightteen year old girl who sat on my desk," I'm not that lazy."

She snorted and patted my head, "You keep telling yourself that Dante."

"Grrr!"

"Bad devil hunter. No!" she smirked as she took my pizza.

I frowned at her knowing exactly what she was doing," Seriously? Do I have to?"

She giggled again," Yes, now be a good puppy and beg."

I groan and look up at her, "Please master," I say poking out my lower lip.

She smirked and laughed," Ok. Ok Here"

Taking the pizza I mutter," You annoy me to no extent..."

She laughed," That means I'm doing my job."

She stopped laughing when the door opens. A bald man with a messed up scar and two colored eyes walked in. Iyame's happy face turned grim the moment he walked in. The atmosphere of my office turned cold and harsh as the man stepped closer.

"Are you Dante? Son of Sparda?"

"Where'd you hear that?" I growled.

"From your brother."

I refused to show it but I was completely shocked. What in the hell could Vergil want with me? The man stared at my amulet for a moment then spoke.

"He sent this invitation for you. Please, "his hand grabbed my desk, "Accept it."

He flipped up my desk causing Iyame and I to jump up. We flipped and landed on the desk which crashed into the wall and pulled out our guns.

"He's...gone?" Iyame whispered as she hopped off the desk.

Her face was tense as I caught the pizza. I was about to take a bit when four hell prides appeared and slammed their damn scythes into my torso.

"Dante!"

I smirk and lightly tap one of the demons' heads severing it from its body with my (inner) demon energy. Walking with the sickles still in my body and one demon still clinging to a scythe, I head to the jukebox in the corner.

~Iyame's POV~

I watched Dante carefully as he made his way to the old jukebox that surprisingly still worked. The silver haired man, who was wearing only black jeans, combat boots that were left unzipped and black fingerless gloves, kicked the remaining demon off him. I thought that he was walking over there to grab his other gun, Ebony, but sadly I was wrong. Instead he grabbed a slice of pizza. The hell prides followed him slowly. Dante pulled one of the blades out of his chest and chucked it up towards a ceiling fan, cutting the chain that held it up. The still spinning fan hit the demons and leaving them in a mangled way.

"This party's gettin' crazy! Let's rock!"

Click. Click. Click-click. Well that failed...at least until he chopped it and loud music began playing. He bobbed his head to the beat with slice of pizza in his mouth then went into action. Using the scythe blade that was still in his arm he blocked and cut through demons. He lifted his leg and kicked a demon, knocking it on the floor. Pulling out Ivory, his other hand gun, out of his back pocket blocked two scythes, placed the barrel of the gun in a Hell prides mouth and fired a round killing the devil. He then jumped on the demons back and used it the slide around and grab his other gun, while firing them and randomly hitting demons.

"Hey watch it!" I snapped as a bullet whizzed past my head.

He just laughed in response as one demon slid and broke a leg on the pool table, allowing him to use the demon he was joy riding on to slide up it. He jumped of the demon as he got closer to the wall and landed on the edge of the pool table sending billiard balls flying. He smirked and fired his gun at the white ball which collided with others. The billiards rammed into the skulls of the Hell Prides. I grabbed his blade and mine. Tossing the Rebellion in the air I used my blue demon scythe and slashed a few Hell Lusts that lunged at me. Dante caught his sword and cut the pool table in two (sadly I fear this will come out of his NEXT paycheck...). He kicked both halves at the demons and let out a laugh.

"The end? Heh. Don't bet on it."

Dante and I locked eyes for a moment then-

"Ha!" We lunged at the demons with our blades.

Twirling my scythe around I decapitated five them causing them to burst into sand. Dante, on the other hand was toying with them. A few taunting words and he was letting out a barrage of bullets which rained down on our enemies. Pretty soon the battle was done and Dante's office was destroyed completely on the inside. He sat down on his mutilated desk, twirling his blade the stopped when he noticed his unharmed pizza. He reached down to grab his unfinished slice when one last hell Lust stepped on it. Obviously this pissed off the devil hunter greatly. He shot the demon in the head and growled slightly as he grabbed his red leather trench and put it over his shoulder while walking up to me. I looked at the door knowing exactly what he was going to say and do. Slipping my sub-machine gun in their holster and Kōri no Kama on my back. I stuffed my hands in to my hoodie's pockets and looked at Dante through my eyelashes.

"I can already tell...looks like this is going to be one hell of a party!"