The sound of snarls and growls echoed in the air. A figure jumped, landing perfectly onto a pillar. A twisted, demonic smirk shot across his face.

"Come on! Show me you have something!" Ami yelled down to the five hell hounds that circled him slowly. He reached out his right hand, which was now covered in pitch black scales and glowed a deep red; like his eyes. It shot out, grabbing onto one of the demons, flinging it into the air, only to be slammed back onto the ground. The boy sighed, shoulders dropping a bit as the demon let out a dying howl before turning into smoke. "You guys are no fun..." he pouted. "You never get any stronger."

With that he jumped up, holding up both hands; the left identical to the right, and shot out the devil bringers. They both grabbed onto one of the hounds, tossing them against the stone cliff hard, only to snap them back and smack into the remaining others. Ami landed onto the cold ground as the joined cries of death filled the air.

As he watched the smoke of his last kills rise into the air, his arms returned to human form. He sniffed the air, searching for any other demons that tried to enter the castle, or even the area. Nothing. He sighed, jumping onto a nearby pillar. He sat down, pulling one of his knees to his chest, resting his chin on top of it. He had been doing this for the last three years, same thing every day. Sit and wait for a pack of demons, fight them, then sit again and just think. He looked up to the top of the cliff, the old bridge just hanging there. How he wanted to run and get out of this horrible place. Since he had been thrown out here, he hadn't seen another human. He let his eyes fall, watching his boot as his leg swung lazily. He knew there was more to the world besides this empty field, but never even tried to escape. He was made to stay and do this for the rest of his life… never to see what was beyond that cliff.

He closed his eyes, only to snap them back open and sit up straight. He sniffed the air, remaining still as the scent of a demon hit him. He had never smelled this demon before… it was new, and pretty damn strong. He stood up, flinching as his boots made crunch noise as his weight was added to the snow. He changed his arms into his devil bringers, eyes scanning the area. He heard movement behind him, causing him to spin around quickly. Nothing. This demon knew he was here, and was messing with him. "Who's there?!" Ami yelled. He jumped down and slowly began to walk around. "Hey, I know you're here! No uses in hiding!" He growled, trying to hide the fear that was swimming in his chest. He froze as he heard rustling behind him. He spun, only to find a man. The man was taller and old than him. He wore a long red coat, and had white hair. Ami tilted his head in confusion; he could still smell that demon, and it was defiantly coming from the man's direction… but that was the thing, it was a man. Ami shifted, about to open his mouth, but was interrupted but a loud bang.

His eyes widened as pain slowly crept down his arm and through his shoulder. He looked down to see a dark stain covering his shirt. He snapped his vision up to the other man, who was just looking at him calmly. In his hand was a strange object, smoke coming out of the end pointed at Ami. Again the black-haired boy tried to speak, but instead of words, a yelp escaped as the older male was suddenly in front of him. Before Ami could react, he saw a flash of silver, then felt a burning sensation on his chest and stomach. He screamed in pain, wrapping his arms around his now cut and bleeding torso. He fell to the ground, watching as red mixed with red. He looked up at the other, watching him put his sword on his back. He vision began to fade and darken around the edges. "W-who are you…?" he choked out, blood falling from his mouth.

The man knelt, looking the dark-haired boy over before finally looking him in the eye. Ami shivered at the presence him those pale blue eyes. The man shrugged before standing.

"Sorry kid, but I had to do this. Can't have you messing up things in the future." He stepped over the boy. Glancing back as the boy let out a small whimper. "Names Dante." With that, the man left.

The last thing Ami saw was the large hanging bridge, before his vision faded into black. He was alone again.