Tick Tock CHAPTER 2

SirenaLoreley: Yes Nero has been thrown back in time to hang with young Dante! I'm glad you like so for and I hope you enjoy the fight! Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies and popcorn*

furesesse1: Yeah, haven't seen many time travel fics on here ;) Glad you like it! Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

Yoshi333: This fic is totally different from the others that I've written and actually quite a bit harder! XD Hopefully I can pull it off. Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

Pushka: Yeah, I only read the first one with Dante in it, but it inspired me none the less ;3 And I love Dante without the shirt *drools* oops! Sorry! XD I would suppose that after going to that castle two or three times Nero might be a little irate XD And the kid does catch a break, but it takes a while XD Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

Haha! I'm suppose to be working on a Sociology paper right now! I thought I'd give you guys the next part of this though. I'm pretty happy with the way this chapter turned out so-remember I don't own Dante or Nero and enjoy!


Dante lightly smirked. "I like your style kid. Although I hope that arm of yours has upgraded something other than your attitude." he put his feet on the floor with a 'thump' sweeping Ebony and Ivory off the desk as he stood, and holstering them behind his back. He grabbed Rebellion out of the wall and placed the blade on his back.

"I think you may have even underestimated my abilities." Nero grinned.

"We'll see then. This probably isn't the best place to test you though, I have enough holes in the walls. I know a place nearby where we can let loose some chaos though." he said, strolling towards the door.

Nero made sure to pull his sleeve down over his right hand as they walked out. He was still pretty puzzled as to what had happened to the older slayer…but this was definitely him, same clothes, style, weapons, gait…everything he remembered but in a younger package. He thought back to the owl demon in the castle. It must've had something to do with this.

"So where you from?" Dante asked.

"Eh…pretty far away. I won't bore you with the details." he replied, not sure how he could explain how he ended up here anyway.

"Mm, so what did you do there?"

"The same thing I'm trying to do here. Hunt demons."

"I'm guessing that's how you got that arm then."

"Yeah. I was defending the city I lived in from them. After I got this though…" he flexed his devil bringer. "They decided they didn't really want me around."

The other male nodded in understanding. "People don't really like things that are different."

"You're preaching to the choir." he stated simply, looking around as he wondered where Dante was taking him. He blinked when red-clad devil hunter stopped leaving them in a deserted area littered with broken bricks and half crumbled walls.

"This work for you?" he asked un-holstering Ebony and Ivory.

"Let's go to the gunfight." Nero smirked, whipping out Blue Rose and firing less than a second. The man in red twisted out of the way but the bullets were so close he almost heard them whizzing past his ear. Ebony and Ivory released a barrage of their own, but Dante was surprised to find that the other teen had already leapt out of the way, as if he had predicted the attack.

Nero quickly holstered his revolver and grabbed Red Queen swinging his blade towards Dante's legs, the man in red rolled away before the sword could slice him open and got onto one knee, firing at the younger teen again. Nero lunged to the side to avoid the attack, though a few struck his right shoulder, he didn't seem to be bothered too much, he got out of the way of the direct attack and ran forward, blocking the other gunshots from his face by holding up his devil bringer.

Dante just barely managed to dance back out of the way as Red Queen sliced into the place he'd been standing. As he leapt back however, the blue-clad hunter lashed out his devil arm, grabbing Dante's ankle, and quickly spinning in a circle, throwing him into one of the crumbling walls effectively destroying it. It took the older male a moment to get his footing and get upright again seeing as the bricks didn't make very stable footing as he did however he holstered his prized guns and grabbed Rebellion's hilt. Once he was stable he drove forward with his blade straight out in front of him. (Stinger)

Nero was basking a little in his tiny victory when he saw the older hunter driving towards him. He smirked and held his ground until Dante was close enough before twisting out of the way and smacking the flat side of his blade over the other half-devil's shoulder blades.

Dante stumbled, trying to turn back around his foot getting twisted on one of the bricks and falling backwards. Once there on his back he felt a foot on his chest and heard Nero's gun being cocked.

The man in red blinked before lightly smirking. "Not bad."

Nero grinned, holstering his revolver, and taking his foot off the older teen's chest before holding his demonic hand out to help him to his feet. Dante clapped his hand into the one being offered without hesitation.

"What's your name?" he asked as he was pulled to his feet.

"Nero."

"You're hired."


Nero was allowed to live in Devil May Cry, Dante giving the younger teenager the spare bedroom. The only problem with said bedroom being that there was no furniture in it. The red-clad devil informed him he'd have to buy the stuff himself, and that he didn't run a hotel. Dante got half of whatever Nero made for rent, food and his company supposedly.

Nero was okay with sleeping on the couch until he could afford a bed, which was definitely going to be his first investment if he was staying for longer than a week, at least that's what he thought to himself as he laid on the lumpy couch with a hard pillow and a blanket the older teen had tossed down to him from the stairs.

The half-devil lightly sighed to himself as he closed his eyes.


Nero's eyes cracked open again when he heard a shrill whining sound. He groaned as he rolled off the couch, his back twanging with discomfort. He looked around, wondering where the hell he was for a moment before his eyes landed on the huge rotary phone on Dante's desk. He padded over and picked up the receiver.

"Um, Devil May Cry."

"Eva."

"…Okay." he blinked, having no clue what the person was talking about.

"There's a flock of demons congregating by the fountain downtown, there's a reward so you better get your ass down there before someone else does."

Nero blinked awake quickly with these words and scanned the desk for a pen-of course the older man wouldn't have a pen.

"Where at?"

"I told you the fountain downtown."

"Street address please." he grumbled impatiently with a roll of his eyes.

The man on the other end rattled off an address that meant nothing to the devil hunter.

"Alright-I'll be there." he growled before hanging up the phone.

The hunter quickly slid his feet into his boots, threw his coat on and grabbed his weapons before walking out the door.


Okay, in case you're wondering my logic on how Nero won that battle-I figured that Dante is a little less experienced and a little cockier, not only that but Nero has the experience of fighting Dante when he's at his peak. ;) In case you didn't notice I made a lot of references to their first fights together Dante making a few of the mistakes that Nero made in DMC 4. Until next time!

Ja ne!

~Bitbyboth March 23, 2010