Heylo everyone! Well, this is my second attempt at a Devil May Cry/Hellsing crossover (I never uploaded the first one) so, hopefully, it'll turn out alright!

All of the main players will be introduced within the first 5 chapters, and there will be some appearances from Nero and Kyrie! (None of the Millenium crew sorry, I barely know anything about them XD)

So, I hope you enjoy the story!

"Dante? Are you listening to anything I'm saying?" Demanded Lady, leaning over the desk, with both hands flat on the wooden surface. Dante grunted a half-hearted reply, and continued to read his magazine. She sighed, and stood up straight, but still with one hand grazing the desk, the other one rested on the hip of her shorts.

"I'm not playing around, if you don't get your act together, you're gonna be in more trouble than you can handle" She threatened, slamming down her fist to emphasize the point.

"It won't work, he'll stay lazy until the bitter end." Chuckled the tall, blonde woman who had just entered the shop. She was wearing a black leather corset, with a white lighting bolt zipper. She had black leather trousers to match, as well as a belt which held two guns.

"It's been a while, Trish. How've you been?" Asked Lady, turning around to greet her.

"Not so bad, but I'm sick of all the low class demons that I've had to deal with lately. Not a single fight lasting over 5 minutes. It's pitiful," She started, walking over to the desk, and picking up an empty pizza box. She threw it back down on the table with a slight look of disgust "But not as pitiful as the state of this place" She continued "Honestly Dante, you really should clean up once in a while."

"Just moments ago you were saying he'd never change. And you say I shouldn't bother trying to convince him." Lady stated bluntly, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow with a smirk.

"Ladies, ladies," Dante said over the top of his magazine "Continue your squabbling somewhere else, I'm trying to-" He was cut off by the phone ringing. Lady reached over and picked up the receiver,

"This is Devil May Cr-" She towards Dante "It's for you." She tossed the receiver over to him. He caught it, and put it to his ear.

"This is Dante, waddaya want?" He asked, sounding bored, while still browsing through the magazine "I'm not interested, got it?" with that he threw the receiver back onto the phone. Lady and Trish gave each other a quizzing look, then directed their attention to Dante.

"Well...?" They said unanimously.

"Who was it?" Trish continued, snatching the magazine from his hands

"Hey! I was reading that!" Dante protested. Lady and Trish continued to glare at him. He slid down in his chair, and rolled his eyes "It was some English chick, waffling on about something or another" He said casually, trying to grab the magazine back from Trish, who was holding it just out of his reach

"England? If I didn't know better, I'd say you were famous. However, why anyone would hire a lazy, irresponsible and downright mad man such as yourself beats me." She pondered, waving the magazine to taunt him.

"Yeah, I'm useless," Dante said, giving up on getting the magazine back. Instead he began rooting through the stacks of empty pizza boxes on his desk. "Crap, out of pizza." He grumbled, slumping back in his chair again.

"He's hopeless..." Trish and Lady sighed.

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Integra put down the phone, feeling rather confused, after having just been hung up on.

'What kind of monster is he?" She thought, considering the blunt personality she had gathered from her short conversation with Dante. 'And is he really as powerful as the rumors tell?'

"What happened, Ma'am?" Asked Walter, who had just entered Integra's office with a tray which was covered in a selection of fine cigars "Did he do anything?"

"No, no...He's just. Hmm, I'm not sure. He seemed rather blunt, however, when I first called, a woman answered." Integra explained, still trying to make sense of the conversation. She had called in the hopes of confirming a tip that Dante, a legendary mercenary, was in fact, nothing more than a vampire.

"So, no luck confirming the rumors then?" Walter asked, placing the tray gently on her desk and picked up one of the cigars and lighting it

"No. I was hoping to lure him to England, where we could get more intel, however as soon as I said 'I've got a job for you in England' he cut me off. Whether this means that he is a vampire, and knows what kind of threat we would be to him, or whether he is simply a mercenary who doesn't wish to go abroad, I cannot tell. However, the most curious piece of information is that the woman who answered the call began by saying 'devil may cry'. I believe that is the name of his office, however it could prove a link to inhumanity..." She trailed off.

"But you also know that this is nothing more than baseless conjecture, yes?" Walter asked, passing the cigar to her. She nodded, took the cigar, and had a puff.

"Yes. However, even if we do confirm that he is one, then what? He's not in England, we cannot claim his as ours to kill. On the other hand, I cannot allow a vampire which is rumored to be equal if not more powerful than Alucard to wander around unchecked, no matter what country."

"Well, perhaps you could send Alucard on a 'vacation'. If he happens to encounter vampires on his journey, it is only fair that he should destroy them, no?" Walter suggested, picking up the tray once again.

"Well, even so, we have no confirmation that Dante is indeed as powerful as the rumors. And he still may be just an ordinary human. Sending our own vampires all the way to America for a low grade vampire, or perhaps a human, is a waste of time, money and resources. Not to mention the risks it would entail." Integra countered.

"Of course Ma'am" Walter said with a bow, being careful not to tip up the tray as he did so. He stood back up and left the room, leaving Integra alone once again.