I don't own Devil May Cry or Drakengard. I forgot to mention that this story will contain merciless Inuart bashing, so here's a message to all Inuart fangirls: STAY FAR AWAY FROM THIS STORY. Enjoy.

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The airship that contained Dante and his Imperial hostage soared across the sky, heading for the flying fortress.

"This goddess you mentioned, why is she so important to you guys?" Dante asked, jabbing his white handgun at the soldier's right kidney.

"She is a vessel for the power of the seal," the soldier explained. "The power of the seal negates the chaos that disrupt this world. But as the goddess carries out her duty, the burden of the seal gives her body constant agony."

Dante scrunched his eyebrows and twirled his fingers. "So you wanna kill the goddess to put her out of her misery? I don't know if that's compassion, or insanity."

The soldier smacked the steering wheel with his left hand. "We could care less about her pain! Once she's dead, chaos ensues, granting us the opportunity to recreate the world."

Dante shook his head slowly. "And how are you gonna do that?"

"Look ahead of you!" the soldier quickly replied.

Dante clicked his tongue, wearing a monotonous expression. "Yeah, it's a giant castle on top of a hovering rock. I've never seen those before!"

The soldier growled. "We've arrived at the flying fortress, dumbshit. I'm landing near the entrance."

Once the airship landed, both men leaped onto the concrete floor. Dante swiftly wrapped his left arm around the Imperial's neck and pressed the barrel of his white handgun on the right side of his temple.

"What're you doing?" the soldier gagged as he and Dante marched hastily to the inner sanctum.

Dante replied with: "I have a lot of questions for your boss. But first, I want to show him how pathetic his army is."

The soldier gasped in fright. "I can't do that! He could… He could-"

"And what makes you think I won't do worse?!" the demon hunter hissed.

When they entered the inner sanctum, Dante saw a blonde woman pressed upon a glass pillar, a little blonde girl in a red robe spinning around the room, and a brown-haired man in blue armor scowling at a brownish-red armored man who bore black arm guards and sported a dirty mullet.

"Do any of you know where General Inuart is?!" Dante hollers at the dysfunctional group.

They all diverted their attention towards Dante, whom just kicked the Imperial soldier to the floor. The mullet-haired man walked three steps forward before he asked: "Who wants to know? Why do you hold one of my soldiers hostage?"

Dante replied: "Because he has something to tell you."

The soldier stood up and whimpered at his broken finger. Inuart's eyes shot off an angry sneer. "He broke your finger? Why?"

"I have no manners," the soldier lowered his head in shame.

Inuart smacked him with his backhand. "Worthless weakling! You'll make my platoon look like clowns! Where are the rest of them, anyway?"

"I killed them all once they threatened my life," Dante gestured two thumbs up. "If they were so easy to kill, the Empire's technology must be outdated. Now I have two questions: What year is it, and why did you make a kill-all-loiterers-who-step-on-our-territory law?"

"1564, you fool," Inuart grinned. "The world needs to change. Once we remove the seal's burden from my Furiae, all Imperials shall use the Seeds of Resurrection to evolve into higher, powerful beings. With our newly adopted powers, we shall create a new form of paradise. We cannot allow anyone to interfere with our plans of reconstruction."

"Which is why you put the slaughter-on-sight mandate for whichever lands you own," Dante concluded.

"Precisely," Inuart's grin grew wider.

"You'd kill anyone to gain your selfish desires, especially children, I assume."

Inuart raised an eyebrow and scratched his forehead. "Why does that matter?"

"Humane generals would only attack their enemies," Dante approached the Imperial General with an icy glare. "You just admitted you'd strike anyone, including non-combatants. That alone makes you the weakest general and the weakest man in all of history!"

That word echoed within Inuart's head like the sound of drums. Weak. Inuart staggered backward. He clutched his head and released an ear-piercing cry. He refocused on Dante and unsheathes his ludicrously long sword. "I shall cleanse your mouth of that foul, primitive tongue!"

Dante chuckled and unsheathes his Force Edge blade. "Ooh, someone's a feisty boy! Well, once I sweep you off your feet, I'll give you the spanking of a lifetime."

Inuart charged at his enemy, raised his sword and executed an overhead slash. Dante halted the impact by raising Force Edge and engaged the general in a heated deadlock. Their swords sputtered bright sparks as they violently scraped one another. Inuart pushed him back and lunged at him again, but was deflected again. Inuart lashed out three more times and was denied with successful parries. Dante lunged an upper swipe, knocking Inuart's sword to the air. He thrust five quick left jabs to Inuart's nose and took him down to the floor with a spinning back kick. Dante jumped and slammed the tip of his blade between Inuart's legs. Inuart somersaulted backward, conjured a dark energy bolt and hurled it at Dante, crashing him to the wall. Wearing a spiteful grin, Inuart lifted Force Edge off the ground and threw it into Dante's stomach like a javelin.

Inuart started walking away from his fallen foe, only to see the woman in the scarlet red dress, Furiae, motionless on the crystal pillar. The little blonde girl threw flower petals around her area, and the man in blue armor slowly raised his sword to strike her.

"Who's embedded a knife in Furiae's chest?" Inuart demanded.

The blonde girl pointed at her attacker. "He did! He hates the gods!"

A voice boomed behind Inuart: "Actually, the girl stabbed your chick. I saw the entire scene as you impaled me."

Inuart spun around to see Dante pulling Force Edge out of his body.

"You lie!" Inuart briskly waved his left arm. "The priestess wouldn't lie!"

"The Watchers never lie!" the blonde girl spun around maniacally. "Don't commit slander on the Watchers!"

"I'm telling you, the silent guy didn't stab her!" Dante protested.

"Silence your foul mouth!" Inuart outstretched his right arm in front of himself. "If you continue to defend a cold-blooded killer such as Caim, then I shall obliterate you!" He pressed two of his fingers on his lips and whistled. A second later, a black dragon swoops down from the gray sky and crushes the floor behind its master.

"So who's the ugly anorexic creature?" Dante asked, squirming. "It looks like it fasted too much."

Inuart licked his lips. "It's my insurmountable pact beast, the black dragon. Whoever you are, your powers are futile compared to his. Our souls have merged into one, so we cannot lose!"

The black dragon zoomed towards Dante and snatched him with both its talons. As it circled above the fortress, Inuart would cackle, jump small hops, and clap like a flamboyantly excited woman. As this outrageous aerial fight continued, the blue-armored man, identified as Caim, chased the blonde girl down a distant hallway where only darkness was shown.

"Yes, my dragon," Inuart pumped his fists in the air. "Squeeze him. Crush his bones. Rip out his brains. Devour his intestines!"

As the dragon twisted Dante's torso and legs in an alternating motion, Dante hollered to the sky as his bones snapped and flesh gurgled. He gradually pulled his right arm out of the strong vice grip of the dragon's talons.

Inuart sputtered a raspberry from his tongue. "You freed your arm. Now what?"

Dante drew his sword from his back and snickered. "Only this!" He thrusts Force Edge through the dragon's abdomen and unveiled its extensively, lengthy large intestine. While in mid-air, Dante made a quick swipe through the dragon's ankles, severing its talons. The dragon screeched endlessly until it collided into the glass pillar, where Furiae laid, as well as the floor.

Dust engulfed the entire area. When it cleared away, Dante only found the carcass of the black dragon. Inuart and Furiae's corpse were nowhere to be found.

He must be outside, he thought as he dashed out of the inner sanctum.

Once Dante exited the flying fortress' castle, he saw Inuart, with Furiae over his shoulder, boarding the airship. The demon hunter quickly sprinted towards his newfound enemy and threw him out. Inuart stumbled to the edge of the cliff and received two punches to his nose from Dante. Inuart slipped off the hovering island, but not before he grabbed Dante's collar, dragging him to the depths below.

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Your question might be: Why is Inuart acting like Osama bin Laden? You've played Drakengard 1, so I don't need to explain that part. Oh, and Inuart is also an asshole, which is why I lightly compared him to Osama. (Sorry for being a little political, dearest reader. I really hate talking politics.)