AN: Hey ppls! I'm back with another chapter! It's been so llllllloooooonnnnngggggg! I have been writing since I've found a keyboard since. Please don't be mad.

Nero: I'm mad at you.

Me: *falls off the chair* How'd you get in my house!?

nero: I don't know. I forgot. * shugs*

Dante: Hey Nyomi, Kid. Have you seen the kid.

me: Hey Dante, since you're here, do the disclaimer. This is only the second chapter and you shouldn't be here.

Dante: I know that. DMC, Nero, and I don't belong to this bitch, luckily.

Me: HEY! I let you stay and say the disclaimer, Jackass.

Dante: I don't care. Nero and I belong to capcom. But her OCs stay with her.

ME: Thanks Dante. As a reward for being a jackass, I will play some Marvel vs Capcom3 and beat your ass with your brother.

Dante: * glares and leaves*

Me: He's gone. Now say thanks to my favorite writer VIIIxXIII, who wrote Sharing is Caring UPDATED. She helped me start up writing.

Nero: Thank you. YOu got lazy ass writing. Now on with the story. Oh and uhh… Neko Serena, start chosing your character 'cause you guess right. It's was Ib, Nyomi's favorite RPG.

-x-

-Dante's pov-

'That bitch was right. She said the kid would come soon and now here he is. Damn it.' Dante thought.

-flashback-

Dante was napping in his chair behind the oak wood desk at Devil May else would he be. He slept in his signature pose, legs up on the desk. He was napping peacefully until someone burst through the door. " We're closed.' he said, his eyes still closed. " Sis, can I wake him up?" asked a feminine voice." No. He'll wake up on his own," said another feminine voice. Dante slowly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw two women standing in front of his desk. One of them was short, about a foot under Dante, she had bright green hair with black streaks. She was wearing a dress that stopped at mid-thigh with a green and black piano pattern and had green and black converse. She also had bright green pair of cat ears on her head and a tail. She kinda looked like a Toxic DJ he met once. The other woman looked about two inches shorter than Dante. She had dark blood red hair and she had a black crop top with two buckles, it looked like his shirt he wore for the fortuna mission cut in half, and she had purple skinny jeans. She also had orange combat boots and a blood red dragon tail. Dante could feel the power coming off of them. He knew who they were and went to reach for Ivory but the dragon demon put her hand up.

" We are not here for trouble, just your help. I'm Sol, and this is Kat. You know who we are," Sol said as she bowed. Kat just waved. " Ok, what does the first and third princesses of hell need," he fake bowed." Well, here," Sol threw three roses onto the desk. One was blue, another one was red, and the last one was white.

Dante looked at them closely, " It's sweet that you got me rare flowers, now what with them?" He had a bad feeling about them. the roses had a strange aura to them.

" These are part of a prophecy you must fulfill. We don't know anything other then the roses. They are life sources. Damage one and that will cause the host pain like this" Sol picked up the red rose and plucked a petal off. That cause pain to go through Dante. " Ow!"

" Told you." she grinned and handed the rose to Dante." This one is your's and the blue one's uh… What's his name?" she turned to Kat , who was playing with a yoyo.

" I think his name's Nero." Kat said. " Yea, Nero! And we don't know who's the white one." Sol turned to him.

" Wait, then what do I do with it?" Dante stood from the chair.

" You're supposed to summon someone with it, but we don't know how," Kat frowned.

" We have to go. Meet us at the City Gate Diner by the city's gate. Remember, Nero will be coming soon, so keep an eye out. Bye." With that, they disappeared.

Dante stayed standing there for a minute. Then he walked around the desk, grabbed his car keys and pushed past the doors. He walked over to his car and got in the driver's seat. Dante sat there thinking for a while. 'Why is the kid involved? Probabily they're just joking. They are known for their pranks and jokes.' He thought and put the key in the ignition and spead down the street at top speed.

-flashback over-

next time ppls. Until then keep wondering what's going to happen next!

Pie,

Nyomi.