AN:WARNING HERE READ THIS BEFORE YOU CONTINUE. I've maniupulated the DMC3 storyline here. All in all, it still requires the blood of Mary, Dante, and Vergil along with the amulets to release the key to the demon world, but I changed the story a bit. Lady/Mary has NOT met Dante NOR Vergil. And She doesn't come in during their fight when the door to the lair of judgement is unlocked, but a bit later. Given this, I've rewritten the part where Arkham reveals hes actually Jester and his whole plans... differently to suit the story... so yes, its not entirley canon. Go on, bite me.

Also, I didn't throw a whole lotta detail here. you guys pretty much know how the temenigru looks, what Dante and Vergil are both out for and all that jazzaz. So yeah... not so important to be a detail whore on this particular chapter.

Part 1 - Intervention

Ugh. Just... ugh. How could this happen? How could she even let that monster get this far? Raising this tower in the middle of a blatantly inhabited city like this.

Mary could harldy beleive it. All this time she was hoping to beat that bastard to rising this... God forsaken tower (literally)- and here it was- not two weeks quicker than her even HEARING of his presence within the city, sprouting up right in the middle of NYC. All the more of an obstical for her to get to him and seal what needs to be done.

Her mission? Revenge... compensation even.. for taking the life of her mother and the hundreds of innocents in his filthy greed... she was so disgusted by him. Disgusted by looking at herself in the mirror and seeing his face reborn. Urgh. And somehow, she couldn't help but feel that she was so much at fault for all this... being related to him and all. Perhaps it was in her blood to feel this way.

She must have inherited it from her mother. There's just no way her disgusting father could hold any remorse for anything he's done... being that he only continues to do it.

Gathering Kalina Anne in its mass bundle upon her back, she slowly ambled up the steps within the one of thousands of rooms of the dark edifice- the ground literally stirring all sorts of dirt and dust with every one of her steps. This tower had literally... not been walked in for thousands of years.

Creepy.

Suddenly, she heard a slight stirr in the distance- instinctively whipping out one of her handguns, she whirled around and pointed the barrel in its general direction, fingers clicking the trigger in preperation to proceed fire... A slight flash of red fabric caught the corner of her eye- and within a split second, she shot at it fluently- expecting it to be a demon in hide... but alas- before the third bullet had been fired- it was gone; and the room had fallen silent again.

Huh. Odd. But then again, what about this tower wasn't? Temenigru was infamously known in legends to be filled with malicious booby-traps and bloodthirsty devils.

Giving it a final grimace, she returned her guns to their hoisters and continued walking ahead- wondering how much longer it would be before she could finally run into.. that horrible man.

What the heck was that, anyway? The young man in red suddenly stopped to take a look at the holes put into the very back of his coat. He could have sworn he hadn't seen anyone come in other than he (and.. his twin perhaps... but yeah duh- hes the one who rose the damn thing... but surly it wasn't him- he despises the use of guns..) Sucking his teeth in a fast, annoyed manner, he dropped the tail of his coat and shrugged. An odd irony. Who else could possibly survive in this tower that would use a human-made item such as a gun?

Weird.

Suddenly, Dante found himself infront of a massive door; along with the earlier obtained orachalcian in his hand ommitting a feirce glow. Bingo. No doubt this was the key to opening this large door. And something told Dante that he'd find exactly what he was looking for inside this very room.

Yes, Vergil. What a bastard... He had always taken his stuff when he was a kid, but weasling that amulet out of him a year ago with that... freak of a mad hatter. Downright slimy... only to throw it back to him and then steal it again once more in a rather... brutal matter earlier today...

But today... ah today.. he'd most certainly gain it back himself.

Maybe put Vergil in his place too. heh.

He had previously seen that his deviously annoying twin brother had an aquaintence with him... but as far as Dante was concerned, he would be of no bother.. except to MAYBE off and make him say he was sorry for flipping up his desk like that of how he so very rudely did so earlier today..

Pushing the Orachalcian into the fitted mold within the door, it the tower suddenly once more shook violently (it sure has been doing that alot..)- and the door had finally opened. Once the way had been cleared, Dante pushed up his coat collar and stepped inside, eyes lighting up at the sight of his dark twin clad in blue within.

"... It seems you're having a bit of a bad day, Vergil..."

A long fight... damn had it been a long fight..

The two boys were still feirce at eachother however; swords clanging, guns firing, magic stroking about- and blood... lots of blood, spewing over the floor from both teenagers. A backhanded hit from Dante to Vergil's side followed by a quick slash to Dante's hip had the two on the floor, head to head, panting, both aching and driven for further fight... until a different voice soon echoed within the large, circular chamber.

"Bravo.. Well done. I hadn't imagined things to go this smoothly..."

Dante sneered. "...y-you.."

Soon, a clown-like individual dressed in practical humor attire emerged out into the room, being extra cautious not to step in any of the gore that the boys had ommitted from one another; clapping, cackling like a madman as he paid close attention to the movements of the two hybrids.

The teen in blue let out a hack before looking up to the new guest within the room, a heavy scowl masking his features. "... insane moron- This is a family affair," Sneering up at him, he gripped the hilt of yamato tightly in his right hand, "you clearly do NOT belong here." Pushing himself onto two legs out of dire force, he poised Yamato in his deadly rapid-slash stance- "Now leave!!" Launching himself forward with supernatural speed, Vergil agilly worked the samurai keepsake in his favor against the intruder- but was brought to an abrupt halt when the blade was caught straight out in midair...

The clown darkly laughed as he held the blade between his fingers.

"my my, haven't we taken a bit of a beating today, hmm, Vergil?"

"D-Damn you!!" The teen cursed in his face, taking in the scent of the clown's, stale breath.

To both their sudden suprise, the clown's voice then suddenly grew deep.. husky;

"You have lost..."

Before Vergil could even process the connection of the tone, he was abruptly flung back and thrown across the altar, his spine hitting the floor roughly, causing him to let out a pained grunt. Shaking his head, he then looked up, only to then see the frame of the clown disintigrate, and leave behind...

Ar...kham...?

A dark laugh as both brothers shared the same expression of near stupified at this man's sudden acheivement.

"Foolish from the very beggining, my dear Vergil. Absolute shame on you... underestimating humans... and now, you'll learn to live to suffer the conciquences of your mistakes.." Arkham slowly walked close to where the two amulets had been set, alongside with the shedded blood that was draining towards the center of the room... almost.. in sortof a nostalgic-like manner.

"... for now that I have what I need, I do not want anything to interfere with my plans.." The dark preist let out loudly as he pulled out his small, pink book and started to chant some phrases in the native underworld language.

Dante spat out excess blood in his mouth and sneered; "What are you on abou-"

Vergil's eyes widened as he near instantly recognized what he was doing. It was a curse... more than likely one for demonic extermination.

He registerd it all- and it all began to make sense- They've weakened eachother, spewing blood from one another within the room as an offering of Sparda's blood to the seal... and now that it had been done and they were no longer needed... Arkham was finishing them off...

Vergil yelled over at Dante, pushing himself to his knees abruptly, "Dante you moron!! Its a-"

But he was suddenly cut off- for quickly afterwards, a bright flash of light filled the room; eminating from where the preist had let out his curse, and suddenly...

The twins could see no more.

AN: See? Not a lot of details. Only enough to show where I changed what was canon. But as I said- the main base of arkham wanting to raise temenigru is canon, and its not a total AU story, just... a different way of going about it than you totally see in the game. I know very well Arkham uses all three at once and yada yada no spell and jazz like that; but again. Not canon. Got it? Good. I'll honestly tell you I didn't much like this chapter... but ah well. Be sure to review when you're finished!