Smoke and a smell of gunpowder came out of the shotguns pipe. Dante stared at the dark haired girls face, and she stared back in surprise. Why did he do it?

He had dropped Rebellion on the floor and in a second rushed forward and pointed the gun towards the ceiling. His heart was beating fast and for a moment he had turned cold as ice in the fear that he was too late.

Now he let go of her arm and the shotgun and stumbled back. What was happening to him? He picked up Rebellion again. And now? What should he do? He shook his head. 'Focus!' his mind yelled at him.

Demens stared at the man in front of her. He saved her. She blinked. "Sister." She called out and turned around. And there she stood, smiling. "I'm so sorry, sister. I don't know what got in to me." Her sister just held out her arms and took her in. "It's okay now, Demens. It's all okay." She whispered and her smile was so nice that it was scary. "Now, let's get out of here." She started walking towards a door behind the altar with Demens hurrying after. Before the door closed she looked over her shoulder on Dante who was staring back at her.

When the girls had left the room Dante remembered why he came there in the first place. He hurried up to the cross and quickly cut Nero down, who had fallen unconscious at some point. He laid Nero's human arm over his shoulders and started to walk to the doors and out on the street again. Over the roofs he saw the sun starting to rise and he caught himself wondering where the two girls went. They really didn't seem like ordinary humans to him.

When Amens finally thought it safe to stop, they were in a dark alley, lighting up with the first rays of the sun. Demens had been trailing after her the whole time, her head bowed down. She was ashamed for not obeying her only living connection.

"I'm sorry. So, so sorry, Amens!" she said as tears once again rolled down her cheeks and she flung herself at the other girl. She continued muttering apologies while Amens only hugged her back, staying silent. Eventually, when Demens had calmed down, Amens spoke.

"It's okay, I know you were just confused. And don't worry; I'll be a better sister from now on. Can you do the same for me?" she asked, while holding Demens at armslength and looking her in the eyes. When Demens nodded, Amens smiled and giggled a bit.

"Now, let's find us a prey, 'kay?"

Demens had never been so confused in her entire life. This situation was exasperatingly impossible!

Amens had finally found prey; a few teenage boys lounging around the same alleys. They had been short work. After that, she had given Demens some time alone, since Amens had some sort of business to take care of.

Which found Demens at the roof of a high building, watching the sunset.

It was obvious what her decision should be! Amens and Demens had stuck together for their entire lives, relying on each other, sharing everything! She trusted Amens with her whole heart, right?

Right?

And yet, something so pathetic as a man had come between them. A stranger! Just someone she met the other day. But then, what was it about him? What was that strange feeling in her chest when he saved her?

Demens shook her head, trying and failing at figuring out her own mind. This was getting ridiculous. They had stuck together since their parents… since their parents…

Died. Dead. Gone. Never coming back.

Silent tears cascaded down her cheeks, for not the first time this day. Everything felt so lonely nowadays; she longed back to the days of happiness, with her family. And slowly, she fell into the clutches of a memory she wished to forget…

The sun was shining. Laughter echoed in the air. Demens looked around; she was back. At the house where everything started. And everything ended.

Instead, she focused on having fun with her sister and mother. She and Amens ran around in circles, trying to catch each other with mother watching. Beautiful, wonderful mother. Someone called for their attention and father stepped out from the house to them in the backyard. Strong, protecting father. In his hands he held a basket filled with blankets and food that he brought with him. Amens and Demens quickly changed their direction and crashed into him just after he set down the basket.

He laughed and told them to calm down as mother splayed out the blankets on the grass. They all sat down and ate while conversing. Suddenly Demens heard a strange noise; like a purring sound. She looked around herself but didn't see anything and discarded the noise.

Later that evening everyone gathered in the livingroom for a comfortable, homey night. Amens had forgotten something inside their room and ran to get it. Just as she disappeared behind the door, the purring sound appeared again. Closer this time. And this time, she couldn't shake the worrying feeling with it. Someone banged on the door suddenly and Demens jumped up to answer, but mother held her back. Demens looked questioningly at mother, who had a strange look in her eyes. Demens would later learn to recognize it as fear.

Father stood up as mother ushered her into a wardrobe and closed the doors behind her. A pained yell was heard and Demens strained to hear more, but mother leaned on the doors heavily as to keep them closed. Demens heard mother scream and shuddered at the sound, horrifying to her ears.

Demens realized the pressure had disappeared and curiously peaked out through a crack between the doors. The sight meeting her eyes was nightmarish.

On the ground lay father, chest ripped open without a heart. The blood was everywhere, stained everything. Mother hung over him, held up by some sort of monster gripping her neck. It had black talons on both hands, dirt-brown straggly hair, fangs dripping of saliva and wide-open eyes. In the eyes there was a swirling madness, almost like a real spiral.

A 'Crack' drew her attention as mother's throat started bleeding, eyes rolling back into her head and she stilled. But the monster only kept squeezing at her neck until nothing was left except the spine. The monster dropped her to the ground and licked at the blood and gore on his hand. Demens was frozen solid still; she barely breathed out of fear.

A single gunshot was heard and the monster dropped to the ground. Behind it stood Amens with cold, unflinching eyes, holding a hunting rifle still smoking. Demens screamed as she toppled out of the wardrobe and into the gory mess on the floor. She landed face-first and felt the blood in her mouth, prompting her to keep on screaming as she looked at her own hands filthy with blood and gore. She sat up and stopped screaming at the sight of Amens, lowering the rifle but still standing shock still. As if her actions just occurred to her.

Demens stood up and walked over the corpses on the floor, tears flooding her eyes as she made her way to her sister and hugged her. Amens slowly hugged her back, carefully dropping the rifle onto the floor.

Quickly she sat up. The moon was up and so were the stars. How long time had she'd been daydreaming? She heard Amens call for her from the ground and she easily jumped down to her as they went back to the church.