I've decided to rewrite this story. Mostly it is the same so far, but I wasn't happy with how it had been written originally. Please be patient with rereading it as some features are different. Read and enjoy please.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything involving Devil May Cry. I do own Rose and Anabell.

Anabell will talk like this. Any talking she does is actually singing!

A Demonic Rose

A young female looked at the store in front of her; her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. It was just a regular brick building with a neon sign above the front doors. There was really nothing special about the look of the place, just like the rest of the city. "Devil May Cry... why in the world would he be hiding in a place like this?" She asked herself as she pulled the collar of her jacket a little closer to her neck to cover her bare skin from the cold wind of the night. With a sigh she walked up the steps while pulling a gun from under her jacket. She then proceeded to kick the doors open and fired a shot. Red splattered the wall as the bullet made contact, but the target wasn't what the girl was expecting.

Slowly an eye appeared in the hole in the pizza. It blinked twice before its owner stood up, "Come on, I just had those fixed." The girl got a quick glance at the man who had been sitting down: white hair, cyan blue eyes and no shirt. Blinking the girl's eyes widened and as quick as possible she pulled one of the doors in front of her, using it as a shield against the sudden barrage of bullets that were now being shot at her.

There was a second when there were no bullets being shot, and two new women used that moment to their advantage to walk into the store while the girl and man's attention were on each other. One of the women had black short cropped hair, she was dressed in a white shirt, white shorts, black gloves and a pair of black boots. Sunglasses rested on top of her head along with a giant gun on her back. One blue eye and one red eye looked around the mess before her. The other woman was much different from her companion. She was tall where her friend was not, and she had long blond hair and bright blue eyes. The very air around her screamed 'look at me,' and her outfit matched that air perfectly. She was dressed in black pants, corset and heels. "Really Dante? You're shooting customers now?" The woman in white asked.

"She shot first," Dante said with a shrug. He glanced once more at the girl who was sticking her head out from behind the door. Finally he just placed the silver and black guns that he was holding down onto the desk that he had previously been sitting at.

The blond turned to the girl standing next to her and smiled. "It's alright, he won't shot now. I suggest that you just ignore Dante, he doesn't like new clients." She had such a sweet voice that made the girl almost want to smile. "I'm Trish and the one in white is Lady. Dante's the owner of Devil May Cry."

The strange girl slowly lowered her gun and slowly released her hold on the door, allowing it to fall to the ground. "So none of you are a scientist? No scientist here at all?"

Lady turned to look at the girl as she now stood by Dante at the desk. "No scientists here."

The girl put her gun back under her coat and turned to walk down the stairs, not saying a word to any of them. She twitched when she heard Dante say something. Turning her head back she saw Trish and Lady talking and Dante reaching to his desk and grabbing another slice of pizza. The girl smirked and quickly drew a dagger from her sleeve, throwing it straight at Dante. The black dagger became imbedded in Dante's chest... alongside the now ruined pizza. "That was the last piece!" Dante grabbed Rebellion from next to his desk and threw it, not aiming in the least as he pulled the dagger out. A few blood drops splattered onto Lady's face and she just merely wiped them away. Trish though starred out of the doorway, right at the still figure that had been slammed into the wall across the street with Rebellion hilt deep in her back. Trish walked over and jumped onto Rebellion's hilt. Leaning over she placed her hand onto the girl's neck, checking for any type of pulse. She soon walked back inside and straight towards the desk once more.

"Dead."

Dante merely sighed as he threw both of the ruined slices of pizza away and sat down. He placed his feet onto the desk and tossed the girl's dagger to the desk next to his guns. "She's not dead Trish and you should know that. A lot of Demons don't die that easily." He glanced over at his ruined doorway, "and she's gone and made a mess of the place."

"She doesn't feel like a Demon Dante." Suddenly a groan came from outside of the store and the three of them turned their heads and watched as the girl's body twitch a little. Her chest soon began to move backwards and forwards as she slowly took deep breaths. "How?"

"Not sure, but does it matter? Think about it for a moment, neither of you would have known that I was a Demon if we had met differently."

Both Lady and Trish did think about it for a while before Lady nodded her head. "Guess that leaves you with babysitting." Lady then walked out of the store, throwing back one last comment. "And don't think that I'm paying to have your store fixed, you already owe me a lot." With that she was gone and Trish was quick to follow after.

Dante then looked across the street again and thought about leaving the girl where she was as payment for destroying his store. After about a minute he stood up and started walking towards her, he just couldn't bring himself to leave her there. 'She seems like she's the Kid's age.' Dante reached up and removed Rebellion in a swift motion, catching the girl's body as it fell. She was lighter that Lady without her weapons on, and that was saying something. It was a silent walk back into the store to drop off Rebellion at his desk and then walk up the stairs. Dante placed the girl onto the bed in his room and carefully removed her jacket and weapons. He placed the jacket next to her, but took the weapons to look over. After that he walked back downstairs to order another pizza and clean up some of the mess that had been made.

Sunlight filtered into the room through the window, landing on the girl's eyes and bringing her back into the world of the conscious. Zings of pain flared through her back as she rolled over to stare at the ceiling. She tried to flex her muscles without moving too much and it did help a bit. Every time that she'd been injured she would feel this way and she hated it. Oh she knew that she'd be fine within a couple of hours. Suddenly she felt as though she were being watched. "Where am I?"

"Devil May Cry. You never left."

The girl turned her head to the right to stare at the shadows where a man stood. "Okay then, and who the hell are you?"

"Proper manners dictate that you introduce yourself first before you ask others their names," the man said as he walked forward. He looked a lot like Dante, but his white hair was slicked back and his features weren't all that kind. A three tailed blue trench coat with a snake like design on the right side covered most of his figure, pants and vest, golden fingerless gloves and brown boots. A sheathed katana was held in his left hand. The man sat on the edge of the bed and watched as the girl slowly sat up and rested her back against the wall with a sigh.

"The name is Rose, and yours?"

"Vergil," he stated plainly.

Rose raised an eyebrow but shook it off. "Okay so it's Dante and Vergil. Got it. You wouldn't happen to know where the bathroom is would you?" As soon as Rose was able to take a shower she felt much better. Thankfully the wound was completely healed, so her back was only stiff. As she was getting dressed again she noticed that her main weapons were missing. She calmly walked downstairs, thinking that she had just dropped them at some point. Surprisingly all of the damage was now fixed. Taking a look around Rose saw Demon heads mounted along the walls as well as various types of weapons. An antique jukebox sat in a corner, a pool table and sofa were near the stairs, and a drum set and guitar sat in another corner as well as a dart board. There were various boxes around the room and a desk in the back center. At the desk sat Dante while his brother was on the couch.

When Dante heard her footsteps he spun his chair around and whistled, "Now that I get a good look at you, you're pretty good looking." Rose didn't say anything, only because she saw the spark of humor in his eyes. She had waist length black hair with forest green highlights. Her lightly tanned skin off set her grey eyes that had the same forest green specks in them. She wasn't really tall, but her thin frame and proud stance made sure that she was noticed, whether she wanted to be or not. Rose had on a black tank top, grey shorts, black knee high heelless boots and black fingerless gloves that went halfway up her biceps. She had her gray trench coat with black trim currently draped over her arm.

"Why do the two of you have my weapons?" Dante shrugged as he went back to looking over her gun, Blue Briar. It was a pure black Beretta M9 with cobalt blue briar plant etchings covering it from the base of the grip and up along the slide. The pistol had an elegant and yet fierce look to it. Rose looked over to Vergil who was currently holding her own katana. Rose was a little more angry about that one. Her katana had been a present from her parents before they had died, so it was special to her. The katana itself was regular looking enough at first glance. The hilt was wrapped in black leather and once you unsheathed the sword you would find five symbols evenly spaced along the blade. The symbols were the kanji for water, fire, earth, wind, and shadow. The sword's name was Dark Riot.

"They're nice weapons," Dante tossed Blue Briar back to her, which she caught easily and slid into its holster on her lower back. "I cleaned it so it's good to go again."

"Thanks," Rose kept glancing between the two of them before walking the rest of the way down the stairs and sitting down on the couch. "So why am I here still?"

It was Vergil to answered her this time. His voice calm and even as he slid his thumb along the edge of the blade. "My brother is an idiot." A small cut opened on his thumb and Vergil ignored the blood, sheathing the katana and passing it over to Rose. "That's a decent sword you have there. Although there is power in it."

"Yeah I knew that already," Rose stood and tied the sheath onto her hip. "I haven't figured out everything about it yet. Dark Riot was a gift that I'm still learning..." Rose trailed off as she looked out of one of the windows. "I guess it's time for me to go. The sun is going down and it's time to start getting back on the hunt." Rose began walking towards the new doors. Which in all honesty didn't look like they were all that new.

"You're chasing after a scientist aren't you? I was informed by Dante that is the reason that the front doorway was in shambles." Vergil stood as he spoke, walking over to Rose. Once Rose nodded to confirm what he had said Vergil turned towards the doors and opened them. Suddenly Rose was able to see a figure running towards them and jumping onto Vergil.

"Lord Vergil," the person who had jumped onto Vergil sang in a lovely alto voice. Vergil merely pulled the person off and dropped her, walking back over to the couch to sit down. Standing up from the ground was a 20 year old girl about 5'9". She had mid back length black hair tied up in a half ponytail. Her skin was slightly tanned and sapphire blue eyes seem to glow in the setting sunlight. Once the girl was completely standing Rose was able to see that she was wearing a red corset. An article of clothing that made her large breasts look even larger. Blue boot cut jeans were tucked into black combat boots that stopped at the top of her shins. She wore fingerless gloves, much like the ones that Vergil was wearing, though hers were black and matching goggles sat atop her head, the strap going under her ponytail. Upon her back, neck and left shoulder was a vine like plant with thorns and a red rose where the vines seemed to come from. An executioner's sword was attached to her right hip. "Hello my dear Lord Vergil, thank you for allowing me in," once again the girl was singing. Her voice seemed to radiate into every corner of the room.

"What the hell Vergil?" Dante stood up and marched over to his brother, grabbing him by the neck of his shirt. "My store isn't a place for your minions you know."

"Yes I do know that. Besides, I figured that you would rather not have your doors busted open because she tried to get in. Or do you want to pay to have them fixed again." Vergil pushed Dante's hand away and leaned forward to whisper into his brother's ear. "You do know that she is a Demon right?" Dante turned his head to look over at Rose. She was staring at the new girl as though she was an oddity.

"She's not a complete Demon though," Dante whispered back. "It seems like she's a half Demon, but what's weird is that it almost feels like she's not. I've got a feeling that she somehow wasn't born a Demon, but became one later on." Suddenly Dante's desk phone began to ring. Walking over to the desk Dante slammed his fist onto the desk and caught the phone when it jumped into the air. "Devil May Cry, what can we do for you?" There was silence as Dante let the phone move from his ear. "Hey, Brat, it's for you," Dante held out the phone towards Rose.

Rose quickly walked over to grab the old rotary dial phone from Dante's hand, her face filled with confusion as Dante left her. "Yeah what is it?" Rose asked as she glanced down and saw a framed picture of a woman sitting on Dante's desk.

"Are you Rose Darious?"

Rose's left eyebrow rose up. No one knew her last name. She hadn't even used it herself in years. "Yes... who is this?"

"The scientist that you are looking for is not as close as you were led to believe. Ask Dante to take you to Nero. From there the boy should be able to help you find the man that you are looking for."

There was a click and Rose could tell that she had been hung up on. She slowly placed the phone back down and turned towards Dante. "Dante, who is Nero?" At the name Dante's head turned towards the young girl.

"Well he's a friend of sorts. Why?"

"The guy who called said to have you take me to Nero. That I'll be able to find the scientist with his help." Rose unconsciously fingered the hilt of her katana as Dante shared a look with his twin. She jerked when she felt Dante reach around her to grab his two pistols. He now had a red trench coat on with Rebellion already on his back. Vergil was standing next to the new girl by the front doors.

"Well, since you need Nero's help and Vergil needs to speak to him I can take you both at one time." Dante walked towards the doors as he spoke. "You coming or not?" Rose smiled as she followed after him to open the doors. Night time was finally setting in.

"Prepare yourselves. Anabell here attracts Demons whenever she is out during the night so there is a high chance of us fighting." Vergil calmly walked away, leaving the others to follow after him. Anabell's voice soon filled the air as she began to hum to herself.