A/N: So I already had Chapter 2 and 3 done for a couple of months already and I didn't think there would be so many responses already, kinda humbling. So I'm gonna go ahead and post these 2 chapters that get more meaty. But don't expect for a SECOND I can pump out content at this rate.

So enjoy lovely people.

Edit 05/28/2016: Fixed line break issues. Should be good now

Chapter Two

"You want me to do WHAT?" Dante kicked his legs off the table and sat up straight. Leaning towards his work desk and looking incredulously at his…agent. The woman before him had short black hair and carried a rocket launcher with a bayonet attached to the front. Unflinching and unfazed by the question, she repeated her job offer.

"I want you to attend this school and act as a…Risk Reduction Officer."

"Lady, you've given me some interesting jobs. Baby-sitter not one of them," Dante leans back against his swivel chair and grabs another slice of pizza. "I'm gonna pass."

"It's not that simple, Dante. These people are training Huntsmen. They can basically be called Devil Hunters when it comes down to it. But they're in training."

"I was in training since I was a kid, look how well I turned out. Pass."

"I didn't want to have to say it, but I have heard word that trouble is brewing in that area." Lady sighed and walked over to the wall of weaponry that acted as decoration. The souls of demons, reduced to mere ornaments. Such is the fate of demons who crossed Dante's path in Tenmen-Ni-Gru.

"They're just a bunch of kids. What kind of trouble could they possibly get into?" Lady shot him a book that seemed to scream "Really?", unable to tell if Dante was intentionally trying to be ironic.

"They have creatures that they call Grimm. Demons, basically. There are your normal everyday small fry that I can take down with a shot or two," Lady ran a hand over the glowing gauntlets. "But then there are things that rival the demons in that tower."

"Well there you go, that's a great final exam." As he tried to take another bite of the pizza, Lady snatched it out his hand.

"Can you take on all those things at once?" Lady questioned as she pointed to the 4 Devil Arms that were on the wall.

"I'd live." Dante declared confidently. Lady knew the truth in those words as well. Few demons could truly pose a problem to the legendary Son or Sparda. A few of the exceptions being his brother and what was her father. With both gone, there were few demons that Lady could think of that would pose a serious threat to Dante. Then again, it wasn't Dante who was going up against the Grimm.

"But they're not you. Now imagine a whole group of those demons being released on a town or school." Dante fell silent. Lady was being really aggressive with this job "offer" for some reason. He stood up and paced around for a before turning to face Lady again.

"You said it was a school of Devil Hunters right? They'll be fine," He took another slice of pizza from the box and began munching away, slumping up the cheese. "There isn't enough in it for me."

"Did I mention free lodging and access to food?" Dante promptly choked on his pizza and began hitting himself repeatedly across the chest to clear his lodged throat.

"Say that again?" Dante asked as he cleared his throat loudly. Suddenly, the Devil Hunter as all ears.

"You will be a student after all. You have a dormitory and access to a dining hall." Dante rubbed his his chin pensively.

"How long is this mission?"

"One semester. Four months."

"What kind of dorm?"

"Undecided, but you can negotiate."

"What kind of food?"

"Buffet style. Unlimited access 7 days a week and the dining halls run from 6am to 12am."

"You drive a hard bargain, Lady." The prospect of unlimited food certainly brings some worries off his mind. Still, something was bugging him. Why was Lady being so…adamant about this mission in particular?

"Tell me Lady, why are you so interested in this job? You could easily lead me by the nose with your debt slavery… So what gi-"

"I'll cut your debt by half if you go through with this."

"Sold to the highest bidder. When do I start, Lady?" Dante announced as he slapped the surface of his desk.

"Things always gotta be complicated." Dante mumbled as he recalled how he wound up where he was.

"Did you say something, Dante?" Ozpin took another sip of his own coffee.

"Nothing. Just thinking about my agent." Dante looked around the office, admiring the sheer size and grandeur from the comfortable chair he was seated in.

"How do you take your coffee?" Ozpin grabbed a mug from his drawer and proceeded to pour his own special brew for the Devil Hunter.

"Uhhh 6 sugars, milk and honey." Glynda cast a look of disgust at the request and looked to her long time friend. Not even fazed, Ozpin delivered on the request and slid the mug over to Dante.

With a loud thud, Dante brought his feet down on the table. The coffee mug took off and arched towards Dante. Miraculously, without spilling a drop, Dante caught the mug by the ear and took a sip. Gagging slightly, Dante extended his arm towards the Headmaster.

"One more sugar. please." Ozpin chuckled in amusement and obliged.

"Much better," Dante commented as he took another sip from the creamy concoction in his cup. "Not much of a coffee person, but this is pretty good." Ozpin beamed with approval at the remark. His brewing ability is one of his prized skills after all.

"The Headmaster is a good man. Stoic and calm, he has a good head on him. You won't have an issue with him." Lady explained as she lay her mission brief to Dante out on the table. There was a map of Beacon and a number of the faculty members who worked there.

"That's good to know I guess," Dante commented as he mulled over the documents with sheer boredom. "How about her?"

"That's the one you need to look out for. She's a cold bit-"

"OW!" Dante yelped as a riding crop connected with his thigh. He dropped his legs immediately and sat up to see Glynda's arctic glare meet his eyes.

"Watch your manners, young man. You are in Beacon Academy, not some backwater hick school for uncultured curs," Tapping her riding crop impatiently against her hand, Glynda was not pleased. "Ozpin do you honestly entrust assignments to someone of this caliber?"

"The file was definitely accurate about you." Dante mumbled as he massaged the area the crop connected with.

"You saw him in a duel with a team of four Glynda. I assure you that he is capable. He is the famed Son of Sparda after all."

"I do not approve of this decision, Ozpin, Reconsider this. You would be starting more fires than putting them out," Glynda looked over at Dante with a disparaging expression. "How old are you anyways?"

"Old enough to be your grandkid, but that's besides the point now isn't it, Madam Frost?" Glynda's usual calm expression remained, but Ozpin could have sworn he noticed a vein bulge and pulsing in an alarming manner. Before Glynda would retort, Dante cut her off with a dismissing wave of his hand. "Lady told me about you. So how's this for my credentials?" Dante reached into his haversack and drew out a pair of stingers and tossed them at Glynda. Balancing them on her crop, Glynda examined the specimen briefly before looking back at the Devil Hunter.

"Two Death Stalkers. Alone. Fairly impressive, I suppose. But hardly proof of aptitude. You must be able to take on things much worse than-" A large fang was then placed on the table. It was at least as long as a human and dripped with a vile liquid.

"Got that from some big twin-snake thing. Piece of cake. Did I mention they jumped me at the same time, by the way?" Returning the menacing glares that he had been receiving, Dante lounged back in his chair arrogantly.

"Glynda, I believe he has demonstrated his competence. Would you excuse us as I discuss his responsibilities?" Glenda begrudgingly accepts. She approaches Dante and offered a hand to shake. Dante gripped Glynda's hand and immediately felt a disturbing cold spread through his body.

"It was a great displeasure meeting you." Glynda candidly exclaimed.

"Displeasure's all mine." Dante returned with a grin. Glynda proceeded to exit the room. and the room temperature seemed to rise a few a degrees.

"Well, down to business then." Ozpin seated himself across from Dante and rested his elbows on the table, allowing his fingers to cradle his chin. "Lady informed you of my intentions, correct?"

"I got the gist of it. Guard the place and get free food and accommodation, right?"

"Indeed," Ozpin chuckled. "That and act as a regular student. You will operate as per a normal student and only be activated upon my requests."

"Woah, woah, woah, " Dante sat up, objecting violently. "That wasn't part of the deal. I still need to attend classes and take tests and all that nonsense?"

"You are supposed to be an incognito guardian, Dante. Besides that is part and parcel of being a student after all."

`You watch TV right? Doesn't the guy with the responsibilities always exempt from all classes and seemingly does whatever he wants?

"A fine riposte," Ozpin laughed at the remark. "But this is no television show, now is it?" He proceeded to stand from his seat and went to retrieve a file form a nearby drawer. He placed it before Dante and his eyes filled with worry.

"Lady has been a good informant for me for a while. She was right about all the looting of Dust shops across the Kingdom and several other things as well. With her most recent piece of intel, I fear that war is not just a distant question is quickly changing from 'if' to 'when'."

"That's where I come in right?" Dante closed his eyes and threw his head back in the chair.

"Obviously, we aren't asking you to fight a war by yourself. But we need a skilled operative to take on the tasks of protecting the school as well as performing missions for me."

"And I guess most of the info on this little war is classified till I choose to join you 'Cool Kids', right?" Ozpin reclined in his chair and nodded.

"Do you accept this responsibility?"

"Well I'm here aren't I?" Dante stood up and gave his signature grin. "One question though." Dante walked over to the mahogany desk slowly. He placed both palms on the table and looked at Ozpin with a look of grim determination.

"Do your dining halls have strawberry sundaes?"

A/N: So there we go chapter 2. Again call out any OOCness or whatsoever that burns your eyes. Critiques on style, diction etc is always welcome. But let me reiterate, I already had chapter 2 and 3 done for a while now. So don't get used to this rate of content creation. It'll be a while before more stuff is up