Part 1

Of Angles and Devils

Author comment: I was reading through the list Devil May Cry stories last night and found that there was an existing Angel/DMC crossover. Firstly, I would like to say that I had not seen this story previous to writing and posting my story, and I apologize to the author of said story if they felt that I was copying off of them; I assure you, I was not. Secondly, if anyone still thinks that I have copied this person, let me point out that this is a DMC crossover with many other things. I will not mention what they are at the moment because they'll ruin the surprise, but they will be mentioned in disclaimers in other chapters. Another thing, I can tell that people are reading this story by the hit count in my stats that I've seen, but the lack of reviews concerns me. I like it when you read my story, but I'd like it more if you would review as well. Reviews are always appreciated, so long as they aren't flamers. In other words, justify your complaints if you have any. Once again, I don't own DMC or Angle, blah, blah, blah, this is the last disclaimer I'm writing for this section. Now, onwards to chapter two…

Angel hacked onwards into the demon army. He looked over to his companions. Spike was faring well, but looked like he had split his lip and had busted his knee open. (Find out name of other person. Spike call's here 'Blue') looked the same way except for a slash across her chest. Gun was no longer standing amongst them; he had been taken off to the side and placed in one of the vacant warehouses behind them. He was too busted up to help them out anymore. Gun might pull through, if they could get out if this, that is.

After assessing that everyone was still standing, Angel turned back to the battle. Fire exploded overhead, causing Angel to dive down to the ground. He said that he would take the dragon out, but he couldn't seem to ever get close enough. Instead, he had busied himself with helping the others. Angel got back up and sliced another demon in half from his shoulder to his hip. The demons seemed endless. Angel had no clue where they were all coming from. The Wolf, Ram, and Heart guys must have been really pissed to send this many their way. Then again, they had eliminated The Order of the Black Thorn, the group that was practically Wolf, Ram, and Heart's legion of doom on earth. Angel supposed that any evil group would be pretty mad it they had than done to them. Anyway, it looked like they weren't going to live through this one. Angel sighed. Well, dieing wouldn't be all that bad, would it? It was supposed to be some sort of eternal rest, right? And they had taken out the Black Thorn, a group that could take hundreds of years to reestablish, so their deaths wouldn't be entirely pointless. It wasn't that that worried him; for centuries, Angel had been a killer, soulless and evil. Could he really expect to have eternal peace after that? Angel had already been to a hell dimension. He had spent nearly a hundred years there as a matter of fact. It wasn't pleasant.

The dragon circled and came back around. Angel dove again. When he looked up, he saw a demon getting ready to hack his head off. Angel prepared himself for death…but it never came.

A loud explosion was heard, like a rocket being fired off. Sure enough, a missile hissed through the air and struck the score of demons in front of Angel. He was thrown back onto his butt. Getting up, he check himself. A bit burnt, but none the worse.

Angel looked to his supposed rescuer. The silhouette of a woman with a rocket launcher and a lot of guns could barely be seen in the distance. The woman put the rocket launcher on her back and began to open fire on the demons with a handgun and a SMG.

Then, there was another noise. Angel could hear the revving of a motorcycle engine a street down. The motorcycle screeched to a stop out of view and another figure seemed to shoot into view. The figure landed in a roll and got to his feet next to the woman. The figure looked to be a man wearing a long red jacket and having…white hair?

The white haired man slid some sort of weapon from his back to his front and grabbed it in his hands. Angel was just thinking about how strange the weapon looked when he heard it. He was so surprised he pinched himself to see if he was dreaming. The weapon was an electric guitar! The synthesized melody rang out throughout the alleyway as the red jacketed figure jammed on the instrument. Electrified bats flew fourth from the guitar and shot out at all of the enemies around. The demons were taken out so fast that Angel and the others didn't even have to fight anymore. They just watched as the bizarre spectacle went on.

The man playing the guitar slid forward and speared a baddie on the end of the guitar. The body of the demon shot off of the guitar and into another demon as a wave of energy catapulted the limp figure off of the strange weapon. The man then put the guitar back onto his back and drew an ordinary looking sword. Even though the blade looked simple, this guy knew how to use it. He slashed and hacked every which way, sometimes even knocking enemies into the air and keeping them suspended with shots from his twin pistols.

Meanwhile, the woman was faring equally well. Her two guns seemed to fire everywhere at once as she pointed them at any demon daring enough to get in the way.

The two carried on in a perfect attack maneuver until the dragon came back. Angel was a long way away from the figure, but he could have sworn he saw him smirk and egg the creature on. The dragon went into a dive and split the cement into rubble as it came crashing down on the man. The man was too fast. He seemed to disappear and then reappear on top of the dragon.

Seizing the dragon around the neck, he managed to make it turn where he wanted it to. The white haired man tricked the dragon into reducing a few enemies into ashes before beheading the beast and jumping off.

Then, another surprising thing happened. It was so surprising that the other two figures turned to face the disturbance when it happened. A third figure, seeming to be clad in a blue jacket, was cutting through enemies by himself. This figure fought with a katana. Strangely enough, he would slash enemies in two, but instead of falling apart, they just seemed to freeze and shudder in agony. During a lapse in action, the figure slowly sheathed his sword, stopping as the blade was two thirds in. He then thrust the weapon the rest of the way into the sheath, savoring the 'clink' noise it made when the crosstree hit against the sheath. At the sound of the 'clink' all of the demons that he had cut in half fell apart finally.

It now seemed as though all of the attacking demons were now killed. The third figure approached the other two.

Dante gave a start as he saw the figure approach. He then got his sword ready in preparation for a battle. "Vergil?"

The figure with the blue jacket nodded. "Yes, brother, I have come back."