Disclaimer: Devil May Cry is not mine, it is copywrite to Capcom. This has been written for fan purposes only.

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Wow there is no way I ever expected to get that many reviews! I love you all! Okay I tried to write this as fast as possible because I didn't want to keep you waiting but I'm not sure when chapter 3 will be able to be released since I'm really caught up in college work at the moment. However I doubt it will be too long, perhaps just a bit longer than what this one took.

Anyway now to thank all you kind reviewers:

Sasha - I'm really glad you enjoyed it and I totally agree, there needs to be more DxL

Kiki0303 - Thanks for your review, I'm glad you liked how I portrayed the characters, that's one of the things I was most worried about doing wrong, and yay glad to meet another fan of this pairing.

XXXkIkGkEnxXx - thanks for your review, this pairing hit me as being really interesting when I played the game too.

DKFighter - thanks for your review, oh just a random comment, when I type your pen name on word it keeps correcting it as: Knighted...go figure !

Hermisia - ahh woah! Scary person with knife! -hides- here look, I wrote more!

Silentsurrender - here's the next chapter, I'm so glad you liked what I've got so far.

Jaded Rose - Your comments are really appreciated, I'm glad you liked how I wrote their personalities.

Kaja86 - Yup here's the next chapter and it would be so cool if you could write your own, I'll definitely be there to read and review!

anonymous, with fries - Thanks so much for your review, it really meant a lot to me. I enjoy getting feedback like this so that I can improve on the next chapter and so on. I'm not sure whether I've managed to improve on the parts you've said though since I read through it and it still seems a bit jumpy in places. It'll definitely be something I'll try to stop doing though.

Chapter 2

The first thing that aroused the demon from his somewhat drowsy state were the battle cries of his minions as they caught sight of something that excited them. The roars waved from the outermost demons, flowing along the lines until they reached his position. He was settled at the far side of the once elegant town square, his dark form almost lost in the shadows which had been enhanced by the build up of black storm clouds. The electricity in the air excited the demon and his followers, the rain sliding over them as if they wore some sort of rain repellent on their shiny green skin. His eyes narrowed dangerously and finally the silentbeast shifted his great lanky form, reaching out to the statue with skeletal hands and pulling himself up onto it. For a moment he sat motionless and then he shifted once more, settling himself upon the great, bronze, outstretched arm of the warrior. His nostrils writhed and he inhaled noisily, the scent of human flowed on the air joined with another more strange scent that he found oddly enduring. The thrill of the hunt lashed through his body but for now he would wait and watch the events that were sure to unfold before his very eyes.

The female human was no threat he was sure. She looked a frail little thing and was slowed down by the large metal objects slung about her body. He licked his chapped, greenish lips with a forked tongue and smirked, the glint of fangs glistening in his slightly parted maw, this would indeed be amusing to watch. What place was there for a young human girl in a battle? Especially ones who were easily broken and torn. It would be fun to watch the fragile human body torn to pieces by his minions, the spray of blood as it joined the rain and turned the puddles crimson, the scent of death clouding this pathetic human settlement.

A perverse smile crossed his narrow face, veins visible beneath the green translucent skin revealing strange and pulsating organs working madly inside his bizarre body. His eyes fell upon the other attacker, a male who appeared human but at the same time demonic. His scent rang a familiar bell inside the demon's senses but for now he decided that it would be best to wait and see. No mere humans were strong enough to bring him and his army down!

For a moment his body flickered like a fading image on an old TV set, and then a few moments more his body shimmered from view. The demon had disappeared...

Dante swung his sword at the first wave of demons, decapitating the first with one hefty blow, a burst of grit and sand clouding into the air where the body had been just moments before. Its dying shriek shuddered briefly around before fading from existence and the devil tore forwards once more, flipping forwards over the next three demons that were coming for him andslicing them all across the back with yet another single swing.

They erupted into shrieks of pain and rage, all of them whirling around to face their opponent. Two of them bore no weapons except for their heavily clawed hands which were only useful in close combat, but the other held a strange weapon. It glistened from its place on the demon's forearm and then shuddered into life, a strange pulsating glow emanating from round pores in its sides.

The silver-haired demon paused in his attack to glance at the strange weapon in interest, there was no fear shimmering in his eyes, but a curiosity of what it could possibly be. A second later however the monster was shrieking in pain, doubling over before fading into nothing.

"What the hell are you doing?" Lady yelled, two smoking guns held firmly in her hands.

"Well that's a stupid question." He replied loudly, ducking beneath a clawed hand that swiped out in his direction, dropping to the ground and kicking out one leg to knock the demon from its feet. Another second later and the same demon was experiencing the pain of a sword to the face.

"You could at least thank me." Lady snapped, whirling around to a fire a round of bullets into yet another collection of dark cloaked beasts.

The rain seemed to increase its steady downpour, a great clap of thunder rolling overhead as the half-demon and human took down one after another. To their amazement however it seemed that their numbers never dwindled, never came to an end and it wasn't long before the pair had been surrounded, pressed back to back as they faced the onslaught together. Strange that two who fought so aggressively with one another could combine their strengths to become fluid, one motion that was capable of much greater heights.

"Okay demon, any ideas?" Lady sighed as she emptied yet another magazine and reached down to grab another, snapping it into the empty cartridge and continuing to shoot. The small kick of the doubleweapons were beginning to make her hands tremble slightly, trigger fingers beginning to ache even as she focused on a new enemy and sent a bullet through its ugly and elongated skull.

"Well as fun as this is, a party has to end sometime right?" He grinned, the sound of his own gunshots ringing through the air.

"I wish you would just shut up and act serious for once in your life!" Lady growled stepping away from him as she swung Kalina Ann from her back and shouldered it. "This should make a dent in their forces!" She screamed above yet another rumble of thunder. Her breath was suddenly ragged and hot in her lungs, misting before her as she exhaled. She gripped the powerful weapon and lowered her position, feet sliding against the dusty and wet ground as she strengthened her stance, ready to absorb the kick.

The effort of the missile being ejected from the launcher sent a shudder down her whole being and she watched as it soared through the air leaving a trail of smoke in its wake. The explosion was next to come, the shockwave rattling the teeth in her skull as she watched it consume everything in its fiery rage, a cloud of smoke wreathing the damage as the glow died down.

Lightning clawed its way once more through the sky, highlighting hundreds of pairs of aluminous eyes staring intently at them. It seemed as if they appeared from nowhere, their dark forms teleporting into battle and pointed fangs rippling with a demonic light.

Lady shuddered and clamped her teeth firmly on her bottom lip to try and calm her nerves, she hadn't felt like this for a long time and she couldn't help but wonder whether this time they had been a little foolish. They had stormed into battle without a thought about what skills their opponents might possess and now they were in too deep. She frowned and swung the Kalina Ann around to face yet more enemies and fired once more.

Blood trickled slowly down from her mouth, beads of fluid trembling down her chin and trailing lines down her pale neck. The soft flesh of her lip had been broken from thekick of the weaponand a steady throb emitted from the small wound, enough to dull her concentration.

"I think we should make a break for it!" She called out over the cries of the demons, turning her head to watch the silver-haired devil as he emptied yet another round into the flood of enraged beasts. She was never the type to leave a job unfinished but she was running out of ammunition fast and fatigue was beginning to gnaw at her.

"Run? I don't think so." He answered simply, turning the gun on her and shooting over her left shoulder. She closed her mismatched eyes tightly, the bullet whistling past her ear and worming its way into the unseen enemy that had manifested behind her. "You're bleeding." He said briefly, whirling back to face four smaller demons who had crawled up in an effort to take the red-coated man by surprise.

Lady frowned, reaching up to mop up the blood from her lip with the back of her hand, glad for the rain that helped wash it away. The floor beneath them was dotted with puddles and ash - all that was left of the hundreds of demons they had already slain. The rain eased in its thundering downpour, the pattering of the raindrops thudding gently against the cobbled street as the clouds began to race away across the sky. She herself was soaked through and through, the material of her blouse sticking to her skin in such a way that she was glad for the black t-shirt she wore beneath. Dark strands of hair hung limp against her face, water beading on her eyelashes and catching on her pale face. Her wise and yet slightly fatigued eyes fell upon the half-demon and she traced his somewhat elegant moves, his fighting style precise and to the point. At least when he was in battle he didn't beat around the bush, simply did the job needed and moved on. Rain hissed against his leather coat, bringing out a deep sheen reflected in the soft leather, water spraying up around him as he lowered his form and swiped his sword in a single movement. There was something almost beautiful about the way he moved, an elegance that reminded her of a dance, one that he had practised numerous times before.

A flash of lightning caught the deep blues and silvers in his eyes as he turned to glance at her, white hair flapping back to reveal his pale face. In that brief moment only one question came to her fuzzy mind; how could a demon look...like an angel? Then suddenly the look on his face changed, a hint of something that resembled fear in his usually tranquil eyes.

And then it happened...

His warning had come too late and a searing pain erupted in her right arm so fierce that she thought she was going to black-out. Stumbling forwards she lost a grip on the Kalina Ann and let it fall from her usually deft fingers, it clattered against the ground noisily and left her feeling somewhat vulnerable. With a small gasp of desperation Lady tilted her head to try and catch a glimpse of what had caught her.

Anger rose up to join in with the pain as she spotted the demon, its tremendous jaws latched around her arm, two golden fangs sinking deep into her vulnerable flesh. Blood bubbled up from the wound, streaming down her arm and dripping from her fingertips to splatter against the ground. Her vision blurred drastically but she simply pushed away the feeling, determined not to be brought down by one simple injury. She shook her head, ridding herself of the light-headedness - if only for a short while and tried to tug herself free. Suddenly the beast exploded into a cloud of dust, covering her with its ashy entrails causing her to stagger forwards, legs buckling and bringing her to her knees on the cold, wet ground.

Her vision doubled and then tripled, and she reached up to try and steady her head, resting a hand firmly against one temple. Any moment now the demons would attack her, their ugly claws slashing her body and tearing her to pieces...but as she knelt on the ground trying desperately to stay awake she suddenly become aware of how quiet it had become. Were they finally all dead?

Fate however gave her no more time to ponder on this. Lady had fallen unconscious...

What the hell was she doing! Dante's mind raged as he turned to glance at the dark-haired girl who seemed to be trapped in some sort of trance. Her usually stern eyes had softened out and seemed a little unfocused but it wasn't like her to be so unprofessional. He knew how much pride she had for her skill in battling demons, so why would she be so careless?

"Watch out!" His voice seemed harsh against the cries of the demons and even as he turned to make his way to her the snake-like beast lashed out at her. His heart pounded violently against his ribs as he dashed forwards, a spray of blood rising up against the rain as the sharp fangs caught at her arm. Too late! He had been too late! He raised one arm and sent a bullet streaming through the air, watching with relief as the demon burst into nothingness.

Then suddenly all around him the snake demons paused in their fight, clawed feet clicking against the cobbled ground as they backed up, turning elongated heads up to the sky. The glow in their eyes dulled, revealing slitted pupils as they parted their jaws and gave a screech of fury, cloaks flapping back to briefly reveal their ugly serpentine bodies. In the next second they were gone, faint cries nothing more than echoes of what had once been emanating before finally fading into silence.

The sound of dying rain pattered softly against the ground, and a trickle of sunlight streamed through a parting in the clouds, catching on the blade of Dante's sword as he swung it up onto the sheath that was strapped to his back. Strange...the demons had given up so easily. With a shake of his head he dismissed this and quickly moved over to where Lady was knelt, rain trembling down her arms to mingle with the blood that was pooling down around her.

Stupid bitch, not concentrating on what she was doing!

Without warning the girl crumpled forwards, eyes fluttering closed as unconsciousness overpowered her tired mind and with that speed which set him apart from humans he dropped to his knees, catching her in his arms before she hit the ground.

"Now look at what you've done!" He spoke in a somewhat softer tone, "You're getting blood on me." A smile touched at his lips as he remembered words the she had spoken before...

"I don'tdate guys that smell like blood..."

He tugged her up against him, leaning forwards to try and shield her from the rain which was still fighting to remain known. She was cold to the touch, and the wound on her lip had clotted and become swollen. With one arm wrapped around her, holding her limp body against him he reached up with his other, tracing the line of her jaw with his fingertips. Now that her face was relaxed and smooth he could truly appreciate how truly youthful she was, how much suffering she had endured by the ones she had trusted the most. They were more similar than he would care to admit. Cupping her face gently with one hand he let out a long breath, leaning further over her in attempt to keep her from getting too cold.

Stupid bitch!

What had she been doing standing there like that, totally unprotected? Had something happened to her?

His eyes flickered briefly from her face to the wound which was still bleeding freely and he cursed, reaching with his free hand to grip at it and stop the flow of blood. Leather wouldn't pose as a good bandage and he wasn't sure what else he could use.

His eyes darted from side to side as he raised his head to glance around, trying to catch a glimpse of something that could be of use, sharp eyes fixing on a piece of torn black material. It had gotten caught on a piece of twisted metal that protruded from a fallen chunk of rock and was flapping like the wings of a frantic crow. Dante lay the girl down on the ground once more, keeping one hand under her head as he reached over and tugged the material free. It was a bitdamp but it would do for now, at least until he got her out of the rain. He lifted her torso up onto his lap once more and tended to the wound. knotting the makeshift bandage quickly around her arm to help slow the bleeding.

Then carefully he slipped his arms beneath her and stood up, cradling her body against his chest as he straightened and glanced about, an indecisive look in his eyes. He had no idea where the woman stayed when she wasn't fighting demons, or whether she even had a place to call home. "Guess this means you're crashing at my place." He grinned, a flash of white teeth revealed as he swung round and headed off towards the place that he himself called "home".

The clouds rolled away from each other, sunlight streaming down into the town square and sending sprays of gold across the floor. Puddles sparkled as if they were encrusted with diamonds and the tails of Dante's crimson coat flapped in the wind as his tall form disappeared into a shadowed alleyway.

The demon shifted again, a growl bubbling in his throat as he watched the man dressed in red fade from view, the silver of his hair bright where the sun played along its length. How dare they! How dare they kill that many of his followers and walk away without a single fear playing in their hearts! He snapped his teeth together and ground them angrily, he would not let them turn their backs on him and get away with it!

He gained little comfort from the fact that the human girl had been injured, what did it matter that the pathetic creature would die. She could have suffered much worse fates than that if he had his way with her and instead she would simply whither away like a rose in the desert. His lips pulled back to reveal sharp fangs as he snarled his aggravation, skeletal hands clenching at the thought of his fallen minions.

"You didn't really think he would fall, did you?" A coolly amused voice rippled through the air, causing the demon to jump to attention, his head snapping up to glance towards the top of the statue. Upon the great bronze shoulder stood the only creature who this snake-beast would ever take orders from. "You ordered them to commit suicide."

"M-massster?"

"Come now Nyoka think rationally, your simple and mindless snakes against Dante the son of Sparda?" A harsh laughter sounded and the snake-demon huddled up, a scowl playing on his grotesque features. He was not one to be teased, but he knew that this was truth, even he was no match for the devil's might unless he already be weakened.

"I apologissse." Nyoka spoke through gritted teeth, his tone guttural and slow, forked tongue adding a hiss to his words which were hard to form with his strangely shaped mouth. So... he thought to himself, that was the son of Sparda, we finally found him!

"Although the battle hasn't been an entire failure."

"I am glad to hear thisss." Nyoka's mood brightened a little, glad to have been of some use to the Mightier One, especially when it had often proved a great task. He was tempted to question further but was a little nervous about the reaction he would get. Really it was no place for a snake to ask such a thing, especially to one's Master. However it appeared that he was willing to share this without a prompt.

"I have discovered a weakness we could use against the silver-haired one."

"A weaknesss?" Nyoka tilted his head in confusion, lids flicking quickly over his golden-slit eyes as he prodded for more information. He had seen nothing of that in the half-breed's show, it had been quick and deadly showing nothing that could be described as 'weak'.

"The girl."

"I do not underssstand."

"I would not expect one as yourself to comprehend it, was the wound she received serious?"

"Oh yesss." The snake chuckled, "ssshe will die a ssslow and painful death."

"Is there a cure?" The Mightier One snapped, eyes narrowing with impatience.

"W-what?"

"You heard me snake! Is there a cure?"

"Well of courssse, but Massster I do not underssstand why you would wisssh life upon her."

"Do not question me!" The Mightier One boomed, a flash of anger searing through his dark eyes. "We can use the girl to manipulate him, now about this cure..."

"Ahh I sssee!" The snake's eyes brightened, a pleased smirk spreading across his scaly face as he lapped up the words that he was being given. True pain was that of the heart and although Nyoka had never experienced it first hand he had heard of what it had done to others...what it had done to the great Sparda. "I ssshall sssend my mossst trusssted follower to deliver the cure. Doesss thisss fit well?"

The Mightier One gave the snake a stern glance, knowing very well that this 'follower' would not live long enough to explain what the cure was for and growled with frustration. Dante would kill the demon on sight. Why is it that most of the demons he seemed to meet had the brains of a sickly toad? He scowled and watched as the snake demon disappeared from sight, his form shimmering into nothingness as he teleported from the city.

With a sigh he stayed a moment longer before he leapt from the statue, landing neatly on his feetbefore heading off across the cobbles, reaching out his hand to catch the last few drops of rain that fell from the brightening sky.

"Little son of Sparda will suffer a wound that even he won't be able to heal, a wound tothe heart." Throwing back his head the Mightier One filled the now empty town square with his harsh laughter.

Things were looking up.

to be continued...