Disclaimer: I don't own any character of Devil May Cry. They belong to Capcom and Sony Entertainment. I make no money from the writing of this story.
A/N:First of all I would like to thank my readers and reviewers (even though I know I didn't give you too much to work on).Secondly, this is the next chapter and as promised it is practically identical to that part of the game, sorry if you don't like it. I would like to say that this fic will be based on my interpretation of the DMC games and some things might be a little off, so be warned. Lastly, I have two questions, did anyone like the love story in the game and is Trish (or should be) romantically involved with Dante?
Place: Devil May Cry shop
Time: Night
The night had started serenely enough for Dante. He was lounging with his feet on the wooden table, while enjoying a piece of his favorite food…pizza. It would have probably gone on that way if Lady hadn't decided to drop by. Her visits were never simply social so it was natural to assume that things were about to get interesting. She didn't waste much time in "hellos" and casual chit-chat (knowing full well that no person in the room appreciated them) and proceeded to explain why she had deemed it necessary to swing by. As it turned out, the reason was to ask him to loan her his father's sword .From the little she said, he gathered that she wanted to use it to gain access to a cult.
"The sword huh?" Dante asked.
"Yes. Are you familiar with the cult?" Lady asked almost in surprise.
"Religion and I don't mix," he casually responded.
Lady took a deep breath before starting her explanation. "It is a small congregation that gathers in the castle-town of Fortuna…I guess the only people who would have heard of it are those who take interest in that short of thing," her tone was almost a reprimanding one.
"Like you?"Dante asked before taking another bite of the pizza slice in his hand.
"Exactly…So, how much do you know about Sparda?" she asked with a quirked eyebrow.
At that point Dante cast a side way glance at Trish, which she returned and simultaneously a slight smile appeared on both their faces.
"Well…from what I can figure there is a lot of confusion surrounding him," he answered vaguely.
Truth be told, Sparda was his father but there were few people privy to the information. Lady was certainly aware of his half human/half demon nature but was still ignorant regarding his lineage. Trish on the other hand knew, not because he had shared the information, but because once she was an agent of Mundus, the emperor of the underworld, who had sent her to lure Dante into a trap. Luckily for Dante however, Trish's loyalties changed along the way and in the end she helped him defeat Mundus. After that incident they decided on partnering up to hunt demons, something they have been doing ever since, with Lady as the occasional helper or informant.
"The story goes that Sparda served as the feudal lord of the city long ago. People who live there today take these legends as truth and worship him. Just like a god," Lady explained.
That gained Dante's attention "They worship a demon as a god?" he said with a laugh.
"Peaceful worship cannot be condemned," she said almost grudgingly "but the real problem is the order. Lately there have been running amok, catching demons. And they have even butted in some of my jobs."
Now Dante understood the real reason why she was so annoyed with the cult, as well as why she was so intent on closing them down. He resisted a chuckle but couldn't avoid commenting: "Heh…they might be starting a zoo."
"Not just demons. They have also been targeting devil arms…like the one you have," she said, grabbing Dante's slice of pizza from his hand in order to gain his full attention.
"Ok then…a museum. So what?" he almost mocked while eyeing her hand, or more accurately-his pizza.
In truth he had already decided to investigate that cult but didn't want to seem eager.
"What if their intentions are foul? And there is a diabolical plan behind these apparently random acts?" she persisted.
"Well then…I would have something to keep me occupied," he said, while laughter laced his voice. He was amused; situations like these were fun, especially since most of the jobs requested as of late had been quite dull and uneventful for his taste. He stood up with a mischievous smile on his face. He picked up his two custom-made guns, Ebony and Ivory, from the desk. Lady seemed extremely pleased both that her goading had worked and that someone else would be handling the situation. After all she had other jobs to tend to, since she wasn't as picky as Dante was when it came to demon hunting.
"Trish…" Dante started to say when both he and Lady noticed her absence. He looked around but there was no sign of her, then his eyes fell to the part of the wall on which his father's sword usually hung. It was empty. There was a message on the wall, apparently written with lipstick that read See you there".
"Hmm…things always have to be complicated," he said as he took up his own sword and headed to the door. "See you when this is finished," he said and walked out.
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A/N2:Ok, this is it. Review please. By the way, I know the part about Lady not knowing that Dante is Sparda's son might not go well with some ppl but that is what I have gathered from the dialogue. If I am mistaken, so be it because it works for me :)
