AN: I believe I will continue this story, but there is one thing I must make known. The OC being half angel and demon does not automatically make her stronger than Dante. Devil May Cry is, after all, a series where Dante is the main character. I just want to put that misconception/misunderstanding aside. Other than that, ON WITH THE STORY! Enjoy!
Dante's Place
Angela had nearly closed the gap between her and Dante when she felt cold metal press into her luscious lips. Dante's pistol Ivory were bewteen his and Angela's faces. She smirked and stepped back from Dante.
"I wasn't expecting to be kissing your pistol so soon." Angela joked.
"Geez, for an angel your almost as bad as Nevan." Dante chuckled. "If you really do need my help, then come on." Dante waved his gun to say follow him.
"I'm only half angel remember, and where are we going." Angela eagerly followed, basically hanging over Dante's shoulder. "And who's Nevan?"
"We're going back to my place, so you can explain this situation with Vergil." Dante informed, purposefully ignoring the quetion about Nevan. "Don't you think, you might want to put those away before someone freaks?" Dante waved his gun between pointing at Angela's large feathered wings, then holstered it.
"Who's even out at this time of night?" Angela questioned.
"You'd be surprised, babe." Dante said walking out of the park with a new companion in tow.
xXx Devil May Cry xXx
Shrieks filled the dungeon. Moldy, stale, blood soaked air surrounded everything. A demon with raven black hair strode into his favorite dungeon cell, containing the prisoner he most enjoyed irrating. He greeted him with the same phrase he always did.
"Why not succumb to the power Mundus wishes to bestow upon you." The demon's voice was harsh, deep, and raspy. "He can make you more powerful than you ever thought posssible. Surely that is your wish." The statement was addressed to the demon prisoner sitting on floor crossed-legged. His eyes shot open. The icy color of his eyes were enough to pierce any soul with fear.
"Why must you bother me while I meditate on the many ways I wish to kill you?" He ran a hand through his snow white hair, making his hair stand up in small slicked back spikes, though one stubborn strand hung curled down. He moved from his sitting position on the floor to stand to his full height, staightening his blue, three tailed coat in the process.
"Come now, is that any way to treat your warden?" The raven haired demon faked a hurt expression. "You know the punishment for disrespecting higher demons." The raven haired demon smirked cruelly. "You have yet to give me a reason to punish you, so I suggest you keep it that way. Plus I wish for lord Mundus not to be upset if he finds you injured."
"Your threats are meaningless. I am neither bound by shackles, nor magic; therefore, my stay here is on my own accord, and helps to serve under an illusion that you are more powerful than me. I stay in this cell for one reason, and one reason alone, which I will not reveal so soon, but fear of you or your rules is NOT that reason. Rest assured that I am more than capable of killing you and all of your weakling jailors here."
"I would love to see you try such a feat, Son of Sparda." The raven haired demon sneered.
xXx Devil May Cry xXx
"This is your place?" Angela frowned, looking around at all the demon bodies mounted on walls along with the Devil Arms.
"Yeah, what of it?" Dante took his place at his desk in the center of the room. He kicked his feet up on the desk and leaned back in his chair.
"Besides the pool table and the jukebox it's just as bad as a Motel 6." Angela continued to look at the Devil Arms. She stopped on one that appeared much like an electric guitar only a hell raiser would play.
"Hey, don't like it here, then leave." Dante stated matter-of-factly. He tilted his head to get a better look at Angela's ass from across the room. She was currently bent over examining Nevan.
"But then you wouldn't be able to help me save your brother." Angela pointed out. "This can't be a Devil Arm. It looks too weak." Angela said, speaking of the electroc guitar she was examining.
"Well then spill it. What do I need to do to spring my dear brother from the prison that is hell?" Dante mused. "And I wouldn't insult Nevan if I were you. She's a bitch when it comes to talking about power levels." The devil hunter warned.
"First off," Angela spun around to glare at Dante from across the room. "WE are going to get Vergil together, and unless you agree to that I won't tell you what you need to know to retrieve him." Angela said. Dante knew this chick wasn't going to give up the information she had without a fight, so agreeing to team up was probably the only other reasonable way Dante was going to find his brother. Dante sighed inwardly. He really did miss Vergil, despite the ass he may have been, but he wasn't going to let anyone else know that.
"Fine. We will go and get my bro." Dante agreed.
"Good. Secondly, I don't give a damn about some bitch in a guitar. I could probably whoop her ass anyway!" Angela stomped her foot on the ground. A white aura appeared around her, threatening to let loose her Angelic Trigger. Dante only chuckled and shook his head at the little display of power.
"Oooh, I like it when thay have some fight in them." A disemobied voice resonated from the guitar on the wall. A chill ran down the half angel's spine.
"Who the-?" Angela whimpered.
"Awwe, what happened to all that umph you had, sugar?" Nevan emerged from her guitar in a physical body. The succubus gave Dante a fanged smile. Dante just chuckled and winked in return. Nevan moved closer to Angela, who was frozen in place. Angela looked up at Nevan as demonic bats swirled around her feet, giving her an extra two feet in height above the frightened half angel. "Now what was that you were saying about kicking my ass, hun?"
AN: Thank you for your reviews. I really appreciate them. They help me put some things into perspective. Like Dante indeed doesn't blush from a perverted comment, lol. Also I was able to dispell any notion of Dante being out shined by his companion. I assure you I will do my best to ensure that does not happen.
Let me know what you honestly think of the second chapter. It was your reviews afterall that encouraged me to continue the story.
