First of all, this story will change the lore in many points so if you dislike that, get the hell out now. If you don't mind however, than please, sit back and enjoy. This story will also include many characters from other franchises such as DMC. This story is also my first fanfic and was a bit rushed so bear with me here.

This is a story about Seven brothers and sisters in the world of Azeroth. Unknown to most around them, they are beings beyond god with much of their power sealed for unknown purposes.

Chapter 1: Demon

*Year 5 ADP(After Dark Portal) at the Dark Portal in the Southern East reaches of the Blasted Lands*

The armies of the Alliance gather at the Dark Portal after the armies of the Horde have been driven back. Knowing that closing the Portal was only possible from the other side in the lands of Draenor, six Alliance heroes have volunteered to sacrifice themselves in order to protect Azeroth from the invading Orcs. Alleria Windrunner, Commander Turalyon, Archmage Khadgar, 2 others and Dante, a human captain.

Standing together in a line, the six heroes looked at one another and back at the armies behind them, their eyes grim from the hard-fought war against the Horde.

Taking deep breaths, the five excluding Dante seemed to gaze at the army of the Alliance, taking in a last look of their comrades and friends. That is, until, they heard a loud cough from behind them and near the portal.

Looking towards the source of the sound, the group noticed Dante standing but a mere meter away from the portal. His red trench coat with a hood seemed to glide to his left as the warm summer breeze blew. He wore a white T-shirt under his coat with black pants, leather combat boots and a pendants, a shining Emerald. On his back was a giant blade with a hellish design, a human skull with bones decorating its lower blade, its name was Rebellion. On the back of his trench coat also strapped two advanced looking pistols, Ebony and Ivory.

Looking at him with slight confusion, Alleria noticed how he stood tall unlike his usual easy going self, seemingly a head or so taller than herself, his brown hair cut short and his handsome face slightly scarred. Gazing at the Emerald pendant that hung around his neck, Alleria's mind drifted back to the night before when she gave it to him as a gift after confessing her love, him accepting and giving her his own red pendant. Her mind quickly snapped back as he spoke.

"Take care. All of you." He spoke in a serious tone.

"What do you mean by that?" Asked Turalyon as he attempted to walk towards Dante, but quickly stopped as Dante raised his hand. However Alleria quickly walked towards him, grabbing him by his shirt with her right hand.

"Are you suggesting that you will go through alone?!" She yelled with disbelief. Putting a gentle hand on her own, Dante looked into Alleria's teary eyed yet angered gaze.

"Yes, Alleria." He spoke before using some kind of invisible force to push elven woman back into Khadgar. Turning around he took two steps forward before glancing back. "Goodbye, Alleria."

"No! Dante! Melamin!" Shouted Alleria as she was held back by Khadgar. Looking up at the old mage, she demanded him to let her go.

"I am sorry, captain. But I gave Dante my word." Khadgar's left hand suddenly shone with a magical light, creating a barrier that prevented anyone from entering the Portal.

"I Don't Care! Let Me Go At Once!" Yelled Alleria as she freed herself from Khadgar's grip, only to be stopped by the barrier. Punching and kicking the barrier, Alleria continued to shout.

"Khadgar. Let us pass." Demanded Turalyon as he drew his holy blade and held it at Khadgar's neck.

"It is too late already." Replied Khadgar. The Portal's energy suddenly began to dissipate, starting from the edges and drawing towards the centre.

"NO! DANTE! NO!" Shouted Alleria, tears flowing down her cheek as she looked through the small portal that's about to disappear.

The Portal disappeared with a soft 'whoosh' sound, silence quickly following. Alleria dropped to her knees, covering her eyes with one hand as quiet streams of tears flowed down her cheeks. Not caring for the crowd that watched behind her.

"Dante…" She whispered to herself in a choked voice. Her hand reached for the pendant that he had given her, its blood red jewel lined with gold.

*On the other side of the portal*

After closing the portal with his magic, Dante drew his blade, Rebellion. Its size bigger than two greatswords combined. Also drawing one of his dark silver pistols(Ivory), he aimed it towards the approaching Orc Army. Stabbing the blade into the ground next to his feet, red energy swirled around him as his left eye lit up with a fiery red, his right a dark, flowing purple, the marks of a demon. However the energy was not at all related to the fel energy the warlocks used.

As the fiery energy continued to swirl around him, a massive emblem appeared under and around his feet in a three metre radius. Raising his pistol and aiming it towards the approaching orc army, he spoke in a deep and echoed voice as the orcs began to charge. "Tier 12 magic. Inferno Rain."

The ground began to shake, halting the advance of the Orc army as they looked around in confusion. As one looked up, he quickly noticed fires raining down from the darkened skies of Draenor.

As many orcs quickly shook out of their daze, they quickly resumed charging the man who stood before the closed portal. As the first orc reached Dante, lifting his axe above his head, Dante simply stood still.

Confusion took over the orc's mind, causing him to hesitate for a mere second. Dante smiled with a wicked grin, speaking in an echoed voice. "Tier 7 magic, Hell Cannon."

As beams of magic began to swirl around his left arm, the end of his pistol as well as the runes engraved on it began to glow a bright, sinister red. Taking only a moment to charge, Dante quickly pulled the trigger.

"An audible 'clicking' sound was all that was heard before a massive beam of red and black energy shot forward through the orc army, wiping out hundreds to thousands in the single shot.

As the beam dispersed, the remaining orc army looked in shock and fear at the scorched ground scattered with ashes approximately 20 or so metres wide.

During those few moments, massive balls of fire dived into the ranks of the orcs. Emerging from them were Giant Infernos burning with a fiery red, similar to that of Dante's coat. As they roared at the orc soldiers, many turned around, attempting to retreat as the Infernos' numbers continued to grow from 4-5 to 40-50 in mere seconds.

As fire continued to rain down upon the barren land of Draenor, Dante walked forward, stopping as he reached the many flights of steps. Stabbing 'Rebellion' into the ground, he let his arms drop to his side as he surveyed the battlefield with fiery eyes.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he continued to look ahead as he spoke out in a cocky voice. "About time you arrived."

"Apologies Master. I only felt your presence moments after you entered the portal." Spoke a gently yet seductive voice from behind him.

Glancing over his right shoulder, he saw a succubus standing a meter or so behind him, walking over to stand at his side. Her horns seemed to curl back into her long, purplish hair that was let loose over her shoulders and reached down her lower back. Her skimpy body armor revealed much of her legs, arms and her well-endowed chest.

Standing next to Dante, she seemed to be a mere head or so shorter than him, her black wings outstretching a little before she quickly pulled them back behind her.

"That's fine. It's my fault after all, that most of your powers were sealed." Chuckled Dante as he returned his gaze to the battle at hand. The Infernos continued to burn and sweep through the last few Orcs as they roared with fury.

"Your power is as impressive as ever, Master." Awed the succubus sincerely as she looked upon the battlefield, seeing an Inferno flatten an Orc shaman under its foot.

"And yours will return soon. It will but take a few days." Smiled Dante as he looked at the succubus. "You can feel it already, can you not Kinzi?"

"Yes Master." Replied Kinzi as she returned Dante's gaze. "If I may, do you fear the wrath of Sargeras? Or perhaps Kil'jaeden and Archimonde? For they may not respond kindly to this offense."

Giving off a genuine laugh, Dante arched his back slightly as he looked towards the skies of the barren lands. "Afraid? Of those little demon lords and their self-proclaimed ruler of the universe. Hardly."

Slightly surprised at his response, Kinzi quickly replied as she lowered her head. "My apologies for asking such a meaningless question."

To Kinzi's surprise once more, she felt an arm quickly wrap around her lower back, pulling her close to Dante as he smiled down on her. "You sure you're a succubus?" He joked. "You seem too genuine and obedient to be one."

"T-That's j-just because...well.." Blushed Kinzi as she looked away. Releasing his grip on her waist, Dante began to walk forward down the steps.

Quickly following her master, Kinzi walked alongside Dante as they descended. "Where are the rest of your sisters?"

"They await your return and command at a hidden citadel North from here." Replied Kinzi. "You will find that many more have joined our cause and followed our teachings since you're last visit Master."

"Sounds good." Stated Dante with a grin before he suddenly stopped in his steps, holding his right hand up as he raised his left, pistol in hand. Kinzi seemed to quickly stop in her steps as well, looking around for any threats. "I hear you, little demon." Shouted out Dante in a sing-song voice.

The Infernos seemed to continue to rampage off to god-knows-where in the background as Dante took a few steps forward. "Come out. Come out. Wherever you are."

Getting impatient in moments, Dante aimed in front of him and shot. At first, nothing seemed to happen. However, after a few moments of silence, a demon suddenly fell forward from the shadows.

Walking over and examining the corpse, Kinzi gasped softly before she spoke. "A spy."

Chuckling, Dante walked up behind her and looked down at it, using his foot to lift its head up. "Then I guess we better hurry." Turning to his right, he began to walk towards a 'road', following it deeper into Draenor. "Infernos. Carve a path to the hidden Citadel. Time to reclaim our lands."