Thanks for the response: XD
Ah! WTF?!
As Dante tried to process what is going on, he tries to review what just happened.
One : someone claiming herself as a Goddess crashes in his office out of a freaking window.
Two: that he's entitled to wish for anything his heart desired.
Three: That the said "goddess" will not be leaving, until he says and has his wish granted.
Then again, may I ask,
Why are we in this part already?
Let's go back a few hours now shall we?
Chapter 2 - Ah! The Unexpected Call Back!
Dante comes around with the smell of someone cooking breakfast,
Finding himself lying on the couch, he groggily remembered that he collapsed the night before.
A subsequent voice told him who put him there.
"I see you're up already." A familiar voice greets the currently dazed devil hunter.
"Oh, it's just you." Dante joked, upon seeing who's busy at the small kitchen just with her rather curvaceous back facing him.
Her long blonde hair is put up in a rather simple knot behind her as to not get in the way of her work.
It was Patty, now a 16 year-old girl, who still visits Dante's office from time to time.
"Don't you speak to me that way; I mean here I was expecting to see you at work, only to see you passed out on the floor. It was hard work just putting your lazy bum ass on the couch, you know?"
The young lady sighed before continuing the lecture.
"You should take care of yourself more." The young lady chided the recovering devil hunter.
Dante wondered about what happened last night.
Being currently an extremely powerful existence, Dante has a pretty strong resistance against normal fatigue. It was the first time that he actually passed out due to trifle thing as hunger.
Though before when he was a mercenary, there were times he would pass out from drinking at Bobby's Pub usually during the legendary drinking bouts that Bobby held, with the red-clad mercenary often finding himself as the main event.
Anybody drinking a whole keg of beer tends to end up that way…
But then again, what kind of a beer-drinking dude would refuse free drinks?
That fun times seemed to be far off now, since that tragic massacre, and his subsequent job change from mercenary to…
And now it seems that he can only get himself drunk for three minutes or so.
'Yay! Growing arch-devil powers!' Dante sarcastically cheered in his thoughts, he still very much missed being thoroughly buzzed with his friends.
The only thing left now is the mission…
And the occasional 'fun times'
XD.
After all, all work and no play leave Dante a pretty cranky guy.
Though at the moment thinking about the past events, particularly last night might be just a waste of time, since he himself has no idea what exactly happened the night before…
"Well, since you're up and all. You might explain to me why on earth you were plastered on the floor…"
Dante shrugs as he said, "No clue, the last time I remember is ordering pizza on the phone…and don't go telling me off like you're my mother."
Patty pouts a bit with the 'mother' statement, then she returns back to her chore.
"Sheesh."
As long as she had known Dante, he has never talked about much about his past life, especially with regards to his family.
But then again, she had the gist of her rather dysfunctional family.
The two had breakfast afterwards, discussing various stuff regarding their usual lives.
But then suddenly, she said, "Dante, I have something to tell you."
Dante looks up from shovelling breakfast. "Hmm?"
The young girl's face looks rather serious as she said, "I will be leaving this city soon."
As a rather quirky nature of Dante permitted, he remained impassive at the news.
CLANG!
Only to have his efforts rewarded with his face getting smashed with a frying pan.
"Ow!"
And a very angry girl.
"Uu, Do you have a better respose than that?" she growled, standing over the devil hunter who is currently nursing a bump in the forehead, "I'm going away from here."
"What do you expect me to do? Cry a river for you?"
That put a moment of awkward silence between the two, as Dante noticed that the girl is in the verge of tears.
Yeah, he's being a friggin' jerk, and Dante himself realized it as well.
He gives an inner sigh, 'Girls.' He thought.
He slowly grins, stands up and gives the nearly distraught girl a pat on the head.
"Sorry for being a jerk, it's just the way I am."
Wait, did Dante just admitted being a jerk?
But then again, Dante himself knew that he is rather bad at handling relationships.
That it's a miracle that he managed to gain friendship of sorts with the current people he knew of.
Who can blame the guy?
Having a life filled with hordes of demons trying to kill you and everyone else related to you since birth tend to leave you with a rather thorny personality.
"Well, what can I say?" Dante asked, "I mean…well…Where will you be going then?"
"I'm going abroad."
"I see."
Dante was dazed throughout the rest of the conversation as Patty rambled on about a Neko. something like that.
He forgot the rest of it, nodding at times and humming on cue.
Yeah, you could probably tell that Dante will be missing the little shrimp.
That Sexy Little Shrimp...
maybe 6 more years then?
XD
"B-But, Who's gonna take care of you when I'm gone?" sobbed Patty,
Since Trish's departure, Patty was Dante's unofficial babysitt..
BANG!
Oh, right, the office caretaker. Silly me.
"I'll be alright here kid, don't you worry about me."
After all, she still has a life to live and a future to hope for.
One of the things Dante has been fighting for, beneath that Revenge thing.
"Ah, what the heck, come here. Shrimp." Dante jokingly said as he gives the crying girl a warm, comforting hug.
Yeah, He'll definitely miss her as well.
As such he's still reeling about the events last night for some reason, then this one. Hence Dante took it to himself to take the rest of the day-off.
XD.
Later, after Patty left. Dante was once again plastered atop of his office desk, reading a year-old magazine about cars.
"It's nice to kick back once in a while." he said to no one in particular.
Well, to be honest, he usually is kicking back these past few days than kicking devil ass.
One would wonder. where the rest of the major devils went as of late. All he's been having as of late were small fries.
After Dante defeated Mundus and foiled the Corrupt Order of the Sword's plans on including the rest of the world in their conquest to spread their religion, did the rest of the devil hordes turned tail and hid?
Or is there something else moving, plotting another sinister plans?
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNG!
Then he suddenly got up and said, "Wait, the phone…"
"What the…?"
As he saw the old grandpa clock striking 12:00 mignight.
"It's midnight already?"
How time flies.
Riiiiing….Riiiiiiing….
The phone on the desk rings…seemingly with more urgency than usual…
"Yeah, Yeah. I'm coming, I'm Coming...Sheesh."
Dante turned to regard the ringing communication equipment, both feeling there is something different about this call…
Riiing…
Click…
"Devil May Cry, What can I do for ya,"
Dante greets like usual through the phone.
He hoped that this one had the password, or he'll just hang up.
The next reply utterly flabbergasted him.
"Is this Dante, the son of Sparda?" the voice from the other line asked, apparently a female's.
It ain't the password, but still...
Dante could easily discern that the said female on the other line sounds rather stiff for a call center agent but it sill has the professional tone to it.
With the mention of his father's name, the devil hunter's brows furrowed, but still kept his voice calm as he tries to keep the conversation going, since usually whenever possible clients has his father's name is mentioned, there will be devils.
Usually, he would reply with a scathing remark, a snarky comeback, or even a joke, but for some reason, he's compelled to tell the truth right off the bat.
"Yeah, I'm Dante. What do you want? Look, if you're one of those people selling me life insurance policies, I'm not buying."
Wait, he just did.
The irony.
XD
"This is the Goddess Relief Agency…I received your call earlier but the line was cut off. I believe you called, asking for some assistance?"
'Goddess Relief Agency? What the heck is that?' Dante thought,
"No. Not really, I was just looking for a place where I could order a takeout." He replied aloud,
He had never heard of a company of that name ever since he came to this city, and he's been almost everywhere due to his business.
"I see, I will go over for a consultation." The woman on the other line replied, apparently not listening to Dante's explanation.
Either that or she's probably reading out from a sheet of lines to say…
"Wait? What?!"
A sudden change of atmosphere occurred just as Dante left the couch, it felt nothing like the usual demonic presence, more like the something…
"Holy…" Dante murmured as he saw the nearby window glow with cool blue light,
The light was faint at first, slowly gaining brightness until it was so bright that the he had to shield his eyes from the brilliant light.
Being a guy who went through a lot of battles with unnatural foes, he can feel that the arriving entity is a formidable one.
"Of all the days this had to happen, it had to be on my day-off." He complained,
'But then again, almost all your days in the office ARE DAY-OFFS!'
Dante grins at his own self-depreciating retort, relaxing him a bit.
Though he still readies himself in case this being might be hostile.
At that particular moment, Dante felt no hostile intent in the air; he remained on guard anyway, just in case.
He's not the one who will get caught with his pants down.
As the light faded, in its place stood a figure.
And what a figure it is,
In his full view stood the 'visitor'.
Stay tuned...
For the next chapter... XD
