Disclaimer: I do not own devil may cry, Annette belongs to WindWarrior89, only Kyle and Jim are mine

A Hunter's Life

Learning The Ropes

Devil May Cry 10:00 A.M.

In the office known as Devil May Cry, Dante, the owner, was meeting with his new partners, Kyle and Annette. In the front room, Dante was sitting at his desk, Annette was seated on the couch, and Kyle was walking around the office, Checking the place out.

" First, We should pick up some gear, then we should hit the range for shooting practice, grab some lunch at Jim's, and come back and wait for a job to come in," suggested Kyle, the new devil hunter, walking up to a jukebox in the corner of the room.

" As expected, that's a pretty good plan, Kyle," chimed Annette, another new addition to the business, who joined the team with Kyle, Her head bobbing with the beat of the song.

" Then it's settled, First, to O'Malley's outpost, follow me." Dante shouted, and grabbed his signature handguns, Ebony and Ivory, and his over sized sword, Rebellion. Kyle picked up his knife, multi tool, and the two berettas he took as trophies from his first job. Annette simply stood up and adjusted her dark hair, so to not be in her eyes. When all three were ready, they left the building.

" Driver!" Kyle shouted, in an attempt to get the wheel.

" Shotgun!" Annette called, not wanting to get stuck in the back of Dante's car. After all, who knows where that's been.

" Fuck." Dante swore, stuck in the back of his own car. They jumped in their respective seats, and Kyle shifted to first gear, and burned out of the space they were parked. As soon as Dante's car was on the road, Kyle shifted to second gear, the car screaming on the pavement.

O'Malley's outpost 10:30 A:M

The car pulled into the alley in front of every devil hunter's one-stop shop, O'Malley's outpost.

As soon as they were out of the car Dante Immediately gasped, " That. Was. Insane!"

" Insane doesn't even cover it." Annette sighed, still impressed by the great time they made with Kyle's crazy driving. She honestly had never seen anyone drive like that

" Hey, I got us here, and in twelve minutes, that's pretty good." said Kyle, in a mock insulted tone, as he walked in the front door, followed closely by his companions. As soon as they were inside, both Kyle and Annette's jaws dropped at the sight of the walls lined with blades and guns. Dante simply

walked up to the counter, and knocked on the counter top. An older man, about 50, came out the door behind the counter.

" Hello Dante, What can I do for you?" the shopkeeper asked in a fairly strong Irish accent.

" I'll cut to the chase, Josh. Kyle and Annette here just recently got into the devil hunting business, and I'm getting them everything they'll need. Anyways I've got two berettas I'd like to get the same treatment my you gave my guns" Dante requested, confusing Kyle, who simply shrugged it off and handed Dante his pistols, who handed them to Josh.

" While I'm working on these puppies, feel free to look at the blades, find something you like, I'll throw 'em in with the guns. You can use the dummies in the corners for practice." Said Josh, and he walked into the back with Dante.

" Hmm, any blade I like," purred Annette, a devious look in her violet eyes, and a smile to match. She looked around for a few seconds before picking up an English rapier off the rack, and went to work on one of the practice dummies. Kyle could only watch in awe at the precision with which she struck. In a few minutes the unfortunate dummy was reduced to a pile of scraps.

Kyle asked her a simple question, " where did you learn that?"

" My aunt, on my father's side, taught me fencing whenever we visited, saying my manifestation devil arms will most likely be a rapier style weapon, like my father's. Always scared mom whenever we practiced," Annette replied. Kyle simply nodded, and examined the racks. He picked up a simple combat knife, and started on another dummy. Annette was impressed with the quick, aggressive strikes Kyle was using, Finishing with a punch that went right through the already damaged dummy.

" Where did you learn That" Annette quipped, Emphasis on the last word.

" Picked it up from my dad. He was former special forces" Kyle answered.

" What do you mean "was""Annette asked, a tint of concern in her voice.

" My parents died a few years ago, they got caught in the cross fire of a gang war" Kyle responded, sadness in his voice, and a tear in his teal eyes. Annette regretted ever asking, having opened up old wounds.

" Oh. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up." She said, remorse in her voice.

" It's okay. You know, your the only one I've ever talked to about this," Kyle replied, a weary smile adorned his lips. The door behind the counter opened, both Dante and Josh walking through the opening. Dante handed Kyle his handguns, one now pure silver with the Greek symbol Alpha, the other black with the symbol Omega.

" I've enchanted your guns so they'll never run dry, and added my own personal touch, I call 'em Alpha and Omega. I'm also adding two jackets, and your choice of blades, free of charge, 'cause I owe Dante a favor." Josh called, gesturing toward the register. Kyle paid for the equipment, and handed Annette his silver pistol.

" I want you to have this, that way you can always keep safe" Kyle said, his smile wide, his voice caring. She accepted his gift, also wearing a grin

" You sure know what to give a girl." Annette Teased, Causing Kyle to blush.

" If you two are done, Let's get down to the range" Dante called, unaware of the mistake he had made. Kyle and Annette quickly glanced at each other before calling out.

" Driver"

" Shotgun"

" Fuck"

Dante really should have seen that coming.

Author's note: I have a plan for 40- 60 chapters in an Action-Intermission-Action pattern. If you have any suggestions, or want to submit a character, leave the comment in the reveiws section. Use the button right.................about..........................................................Here.
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