Devil May Cry
The Party Crasher
Rated M for language and other things
Hello everyone! I am taking a break from my Azumanga Daioh fan fiction to write one about DMC.
I love the DMC series and I just finished the anime which inspired me to write a fan fiction!
For those of you who don't know my writing style, I'll let you in on my rules.
I don't do Lolita parings
I don't do twincest
I only do parings that make sense (Sorry no Dante/Patty)
I accept constructive criticism but please don't flame.
If you are offended by jokes easily, leave now!
This is for fun, so be cool.
Okay! Now let's have some fun!
CHAPTER 1: Block Party
"A block party?" Trish asked raising an eyebrow "Why?"
"To celebrate me finally paying off my debt to that manipulative harpy." Dante said smirking
"You are aware that I am in the room right?" Lady asked crossing her arms
"Yeah, why are you in the room?" Dante asked still smirking "I paid my debt to you."
"You invited me." She said dryly
"Oh yeah! Like I said, I'm throwing a block party with my left over money from my job in Europe." He said
The devil hunter remembered that mission well. After the defeat of that demon, Abigail, Morrison had informed Dante of a job eliminating demons overseas for an incredibly wealthy client. The trip had brought Dante and his two unwanted followers to Notre Dame. People were being murdered left and right in ways that humans couldn't pull off. Long story short, it ended with a bloody battle atop the
church. Even with the deductions from the damage caused, Dante was able to pay off his debt in full.
"Okay, I'll be there." Lady said walking out of the shop.
"Hey, Lady can I talk to you outside?" Trish asked following her out
"What?" Lady asked as soon as they were out of the shop
"Why don't you drop the stupid crap and be direct with him?" Trish asked sighing
"I don't know what you're talking about." She said
"C'mon, tell Dante you like him." Trish said
"What? I don't like Dante!" Lady denied defensively "Now I've got to go."
Trish shook her head as Lady got on her bike and drove off. She walked back into the shop annoyed.
"So, did you talk about me?" Dante asked playfully
"No."
"Did you at least find out the problem with that woman? She's been acting odd ever since I paid the debt. It's like she was disappointed that she got her money." Dante said reading a magazine
Trish smiled inwardly. These two were perfect for each other. They were both dumb as fuck.
"I'll see you at the party." Trish left the shop
"Finally, I'm alone." Dante said putting his feet up and drifting off to sleep
"Dante!" a voice yelled shaking him from his trance.
He looked up to see Patty Lowell standing in front of his desk with her arms crossed.
"Do you have any idea how unnerving it is to wake up with you standing over me?" he asked yawning
"What's this about a party?" Patty asked
"You can come too, relax." He said
"Okay, I'll wear something nice!" she smiled
"Great, now leave. I need to sleep." He mumbled
"I can't. Mom going on a business trip for a few days, she dropped me off here." Patty said
"Why would she do that? Why would she ever do that?" Dante face faulted
"She didn't want me to be lonely and she trusts you. Plus I asked her to." Patty replied excitedly "We can spend time together!"
"You didn't even bother to ask me." Dante said
"So what do you want to do?" She asked completely ignoring him
Dante just lifted his magazine over his face.
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN
"So, this is Capulet City? Nice" The young man said
He walked down the streets drawing stares from people on the street. He wondered why they would stare. There wasn't anything particularly odd about him. He was average height with jet black hair. Okay, he did have silver eyes that would cause people to look twice. Then he realized why he was drawing stares; he was wearing a cloak in Arizona and the katana sheathed at his side might have had something to do with it too. He just shrugged it off and continued walking.
"This was the best way to dress for this. I probably just look like some otaku cosplayer." He said to himself chuckling "If they could see what was under this cloak, I'd be getting even more stares. I don't need any more attention; it'll delay me reaching my destination."
He ducked down an alley as shortcut. He cringed slightly at the repugnant smell of garbage and sewage but again shrugged it off. This alley seemed innocent enough, but a bad vibe made him stop in his tracks.
"Okay you dodgy fuckers, come out." He said sternly
The ground in front of him started rippling and three demons emerged. They were cat like humanoids with rotting flesh in places.
"Lesser demon, pathetic." He sneered causing one of them to charge him angrily.
He reached into his cloak and pulled out a knife, flinging it into the vile creature's throat. It staggered and gave a half strangled meow before dying. He pulled out two more knives and held them at the handles forming them into a v. He flung them at another one, but the odd angle caused them to bounce off the demon's hide. They howled in annoyance and charged.
"Is anything from movies real?" he sighed drawing his katana "Well, just you and me as always Velox."
He swung the katana in a horizontal ark, cutting them both in half. They fell to the ground in a bloody mangled heap. He stepped over them and continued on to his destination. He looked at the katana affectionately. It was a beautiful weapon, with
a goldish blue handle and blade. Embedded at in the blade near the guard were two orange red gems on either side.
"That was easy, eh Velox?" He said
The sword glowed and vibrated lightly released a few panging sounds. He immediately understood and nodded. With the demons disposed of, nothing could deter him from his destination.
"On to Devil May Cry." He said with a carefree smile
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
It's slow to start off, but it will get better. Keep in mind that this story isn't primarily a romance. It will have parings, but the romance will be a side bar. It will be more action/humor like the DMC series. The romance will be there, but it will be down to earth and not "gushy-gushy."
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