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Q: Why are there breaks in your story but no character POV change?

A: The breaks in the story are only to inform readers of characters and their current positions and slight background info, whether mine or already existent.

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A: I hope so let's find out…

Alright, I'm Impressed

"I've been trying for three days to get in there and they just open a portal," the platinum hair devil ranted, pacing outside the large towering mansion.

His ice blue eyes mirrored that of Sparda's bloodline while his face appeared matured, now bearing specs of a recently shaven beard. He gripped the hilt of the long sword he boasted on his shoulder, driving it into the ground causing its blade to glow at the squeeze of what appeared as a motorcycle handle.

Nero's dark blue coat, now streaming with red lines, flew back into the air as he charged the mansion's demonic barricade with the Red Queen. But a strong demonic aura knocked him back revealing his black zip-up vest that matched his pants, in that it had the same design of red strikes crossing down the middle.

Sometime after Dante returned from hell with Laura on a mission Kyrie died, of natural causes. Nero, following her last wishes, has devoted his life to continuing what his now known father, Sparda, did before him. He constantly travels the world in search of sealing off all the gateways and portals linking hell to earth, his current site being no different.

Gehenna, also known as hell's mansion, is the only known area in which hell overlaps the human world. Unlike most areas that mimic hell the mansion actually is a section of the world brought over to earth. Unfortunately for the demonic world Gehenna's boundaries won't allow them to crossover as a portal would.

"Is he in there?" a youthful but direct voice asked from behind Nero.

"Caleb, what are you doing here?" Nero asked recognizing the young devil approach him from behind.

Like Nero and his father Dante the newly appointed demon slayer held a striking resemblance to the legendary dark knight Sparda. His white hair was slightly shorter than Dante's at his age, being eighteen, but gave him that daring cockiness in its spiked out state. His blue eyes shined with the same pristine glimmer as the night sky's stars as he focused on the demonic house before him.

The physically fit devil wore a sleeveless red coat very much like his father's perhaps to show off his arms. The coat sat open over a dark blue vest that carried into his black, blue-edged pants. Caleb finished off his outfit with a stylish pair of boots and an assortment of silver dragon print rings.

"I'm trying to find 'him,'" Caleb returned not giving any direct person in mind.

"Listen kid it's already being handled. Why do don't you go home and leave this to the grownups."

"He killed my mother!" Caleb roared his eyes turning red with hatred.

"I know," Nero replied almost sympathetic, "but I told you everything's being taken care of."

"You're right uncle," Caleb stated revealing his katana Impulse, sheathed within its dark crimson case, "I'm going to take care of everything."

Caleb ran towards the mansion's gate unsheathing Impulse into a raging lightning blaze with a crimson shine. Though the blade seemed like any other it was inscribed with magical runes that summoned red lightning when it was swung.

"That's one of Dante's blades, huh," Nero watched curious to see if Caleb could do what he couldn't.

Caleb approached the demonic aura radiating from the infernal fortress teleporting, in fashion similar to Vergil, in the air. As he made his descent upon the barrier with Impulse an outcry of crimson bolts shattered whatever obstacle stood before him. Within the shifting gap made by Caleb seemed like eternal darkness waving to escape.

"Nice job," Nero congratulated as he walked to Caleb's side, "I could have done that but I didn't see the need in wasting Yamato's power."

Caleb shrugged his shoulders and proceeded to walk towards Gehenna before the rip closed. He sheathed Impulse and made his attempt to jump in the tear when a familiar demonic hand 

reached out to stop him. Caleb turned to see his uncle's demonic arm shifting through space to halt his pursuit.

"Okay, enough with the rampaging devil act now," Nero instructed, "thanks for your help and when it's all said & done I won't forget you." He pulled Caleb back to where he stood then continued to walk ahead. "Go home and find your sister."

Suddenly the red flash and heated atmosphere of Impulse's blade sat near Nero's face.

"I'm going to find him whether with or without your help," Caleb threatened giving his surprised uncle an ultimatum.

"It must be those rebellious years for you. But if you want to take it there," Nero sighed quickly turning to grab Impulse with the devil bringer and drawing the Blue Rose to break Caleb's grip from his shots. "Damn that's hot," Nero expressed tossing Impulse to the ground while flicking his hands.

He walked towards Caleb with the Blue Rose held ready to fire. Caleb was coveting his hand from the shot he received from Nero.

"Are you done yet?" Nero questioned lowering his weapon.

"Hardly," the naive devil whispered.

All of a sudden five spectral blades resembling Dante's Rebellion materialized in front of Caleb circling their edges in front of Nero. One by one they shot off into Nero's body exploding on contact, though with little impact. As Nero balanced back from the blast of the last sword he focused on where he assumed Caleb would be only to his disappointment.

Caleb had teleported behind Nero in order to retrieve Impulse but was unable to collect due to the Blue Rose's rounds firing towards him. In response, Caleb reached round his back to draw forth Serine which spit a wave of ice towards Nero forming a barricade as he twirled around swinging its blade. Like Impulse Serine appeared as a normal blade, though being a cutlass, but was inscribed with mystical runes that invoked torrents of ice when swung.

"So he learned how to control both of the blades," Nero said impressed. "Guess I can step the game up."

Nero put away the Blue Rose and started to punch at the wall of ice with the devil bringer. When he finally broke through he saw Caleb running towards the closing rip to Gehenna. In a last ditch effort Nero unleashed the devil bringer towards Caleb but was unable to catch him, the rift closing before his hand could grab the flying red coat.

Nero brought back the devil bringer flexing it to ease the pain of its earlier encounter with the ice wall. He extended his arm out and called forth Yamato to his hand placing the blade on his shoulder.

"First Laura gets murdered and then Dante goes off the deep end with his kid following behind him," Nero thought walking with no purpose of going any faster than he did. "Kyrie, I'm going to need your help with this one."

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