Devil May Cry is probably one of my all time favorite games and I just had this random idea to write this.
Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry or anything by them that may cause them to sue me.
It's been a month since the fiasco with Vergil raising Temi-ni-gru, and every demon seems to be trying to kill Dante. Dante, despite his party crazy attitude, is tired of killing demons at the moment and is taking a week off from demon hunting. He's basically just been lounging around, eating pizza, and watching t.v..
"It's only the third day and I'm already bored." Dante complained flipping off the couch. "I'm going for walk." The demon hunter grabbed his red trench coat, Ebony & Ivory, and slung Rebellion onto his back. He may have just been going for walk but he always took his weapons everywhere. Dante kicked the door to his shop off the hinges sending it flying into the street. "Oops. I'll fix that later." He waved a dismissive hand and walked towards the city park.
It was dark by the time Dante reached the park. It didn't matter to him though. He still just strolled right on in. When he reached the middle of the park he could feel a demon was following him. It jumped from tree to tree whenever it figured Dante wasn't looking. Dante stopped walking.
"Okay, whatever kind of demon you are, you can come out now and get your ass whooped." Dante yelled out.
"Oooh, you promise?" A sensual female voice cooed. A figure leapt from the shadows and landed a couple of meters away from Dante. A girl stood before him. She probably was the same age as the young devil hunter. She wore form fitting blue shirt, and khaki shorts, and no shoes. There was katana at her waist. Her copper hair rested on her shoulders, and shined in the light of the lamps that lit the park. Her eyes were brown but yellow at the very edges, and they were scanning over Dante's figure. "You're even more handsome than I thought you would be."
"What the hell do you want? I'm not in the mood for bullcrap." Dante demanded pointing Rebellion at the mysterious woman.
"Pointing your sword at me already, hmm?" The woman cooed walking closer. "Just as big as the rumors had me believe." The woman giggled.
"Hey, I'm the one who makes the perverted comments!" Dante swung Rebellion at the woman's head. The woman disappeared and teleported above Dante. She unsheathed her sword and brought it down on Dante with a Helm Breaker. Dante blocked the blow and pushed the woman back. He rushed forward with a Stinger but the woman parried the attack with her sword's sheath and swung her katana. A metallic sound rang out as Dante blocked with Rebellion. Their swords glowed red as the blades locked.
"You're every bit as good as Vergil said you were." The woman laughed. "He was hott too."
"My brother...hott? Humph. Shows lack in taste if you ask me." Dante said. "I'm way better looking."
"I agree." The mysterious demon woman purred. She pushed away from Dante and landed several yards back. Instantly, she teleported right in front of him and thrust her katana towards his chest. Dante parried with Rebellion which knocked the woman off her guard and sent her sword sailing skyward. She looked surprised. The son of Sparda pulled out Ivory and fired a few shots at the katana. A metallic ringing echoed out before the woman watched as her sword broke into four peices. While she was distracted, Dante swiped her feet from under her. She fell to the ground with a thud. The woman tried to get up but stopped when she felt a gun pressed to her head.
"Verge taught you Dark Slayer style, didn't he?" Dante asked pinning the woman down and pushing Ivory into her head.
"Mhmm, I love a man on top." The woman winked. Dante flushed slightly, but only scoffed at her comment. "Wouldn't you like to the know the name of the woman you have in such an interesting position, first?"
"Don't make me pull the trigger." Dante warned. "Answer the question." The gun clicked.
"Oh alright...such a party pooper." The woman pouted. "Yes, he did. He was my mentor."
"Mentor? Doesn't sound like the Verge I know." Dante doubted.
"There's a lot you don't know about your brother." The mysterious woman smiled. "And if you let me up, I'll tell you a few of those things."
"I don't make it a habit to trust demons." Dante said.
"Pretty please. I promise to be good." The woman used her best puppy dog eyes.
Dante laughed, "Well I can't say no to a face like that." He stood up and moved back a little from the woman. "But try anything and a bullet's going straight through that pretty little head of yours. Now start talking."
"Don't you want to ask me my name?" The woman asked getting up and walking over to Dante.
"Why would I care what a demon's name is?" He remarked.
"Well for one, I'm only half demon. Like you." The woman pointed out. She wrapped her arms around one of Dante's. "Come on, just ask, pleeease."
"Will you talk afterwards?" Dante sighed. The woman nodded her head vigorously. "Fine. What's your name?" The woman smiled and jumped back from Dante several yards. She spun around once and then threw her hands in the air. A white light flashed and blinded Dante for a few seconds. When he was able to see again he saw the woman still had her hands in the air, palms face up. But what was different about her was that her eyes were now all yellow and she had white, feathered angelic wings that stretched into the air from on her back.
"My name is Angela!" She shouted. She folded her wings in. "And I'm also half angel. This is my Angelic Trigger."
"Part angel, part demon, huh? Sounds like the beginning of a bad joke to me." Dante mocked. "You sure you knew Vergil, and not some other half demon freak?"
"Yes, I'm sure." Angela said defensively putting her hands on her hips.
"Prove it, then." Dante said.
"I know Yamato was once your father's sword. Vergil told me himself." Angela stuck her tounge out at Dante.
"Big deal. Every demon that matters knows about most of Sparda's Devil Arms." Dante said.
"Okay, well Vergil once told me this story about you and him when you were little." Angela began. "He said that when you use to share a bed as kids, you would often wet the- mhmphm mfff mfmf" Angela was cut off when Dante slapped a hand over her mouth.
"Okay, I believe you knew him. Just shut up." Dante growled. The woman licked his hand. "Ah, sick!" Dante wiped his hand on his coat.
"I like to think of it as kinky." Angela giggled. Dante whipped out both Ebony & Ivory and aimed them at Angela's head.
"You got 20 seconds to explain why you're here before I fill you full of lead..." Dante thought for a second. "And don't make a joke out of what I just said either."
"To be honest, I came here for your help." Angela said in a serious voice. "You're the only one I know who is strong enough to help me."
"Help you do what?" The devil huntered interrogated.
"Help me get my mentor out of the demon world." Angela said.
"Why can't you just ask for help like my normal clients do?" Dante holstered his guns. Angela smiled and teleported in front of Dante. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in close.
"Because this way was much more fun." Angela whispered leaning closer.
AN: Not sure if I just want to leave as a one-shot or keep going with it. Let me know what you think.
Also, I'm not sure if I got Dante's character right. Let me know about that too.