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Okay, because I'm so kind I'll let you into a to the next part of chapter 2!

My eyes shot open in fear from the vision and my head rolled slightly at an angle over what felt like a spring barely covered by fabric, Where am I? I thought gasping for air only to feel a searing pain in my chest. The scent of blood clouded my mind and got up making well damn sure I didn't cause another cut to my already wounded body, my gaze trailed over my wounds which were healing due to the … needle that was carrying blood from a blood pack which was laid on the table with a picnic box full of more blood packs. I got up of the couch and ripped the needle from my arm as I looked around … I was wanted that's why someone had found me or kind of saved me or was I for left overs. My vision took in what I was wearing … err this is not my shirt because it is too baggy and just not my size, I proceeded to look under the black shirt and realized my tank was ripped in shreds because of the wolves. The blood rushed down to my legs feeling the coldness of the wooden flooring underneath my feet, the floor board creaked and I cursed under my breath. My gaze travelled around the room which was oh so familiar but couldn't place my finger on the right thought in my mind, it was dingy and dark the only light that was coming in was from the setting sun which obviously meant I had been out for most of the day, "great" I whispered.

The nearest object that I could use as a weapon was the axe that was placed on the wall for a medieval look, to be honest it didn't work. I reached for the axe on my tip toes and as quietly as I could I pulled it into my grasp, the floorboard lifted a few inches into the air and I knew I am not alone in the office like room. I took in the scent of the nearby … demon, my vision became suddenly unsteady and my head span like it was on fire, I can't and won't let fail again my eyelids shot open, the pupils contracted. The anger boiled inside of me, "what am I doing here Vergil?" I questioned him as my other side kicked in.

"Well talking about being polite," he said in his gentle voice which subsided with laughter.

I turned to face him, "Vergil how could you do this to me?!" I protested, seeing him made my heart feel at home but this wasn't the time to feel at home.

"I need your help Karina and I think you need his help." He simply implied.

Okay, he is too relaxed and I am the complete opposite… oh well doesn't surprise me.

"No" I also simply replied crossing my arms over my chest, "and there is no way in heaven or hell you're going to make me stay here." I was standing my ground.

He sighed moving to sit on the desk that seemed as if it was going to break any second, "Karina it's only for a few weeks" he pleaded. I shook my head, "days then."

"Find someone else." I moved over to the couch as I saw my things neatly laid out on the elbow of the couch.

"No, who do you think saved you last night?" he asked with a smug look on his face.

"Why no?" I protested further.

"Don't ignore me!" he was getting annoyed.

I smirked, "I can say the same… fine Dante did like always his name is imprinted on my ass with a "property of …" I stated. "But why out of the blue … it's been 10 years … 10 bloody long years for him to appear out of nowhere… I left him … for good Vergil" I added.

"You thought you did but he didn't" he smiled at the sorrowful story of our life. I shuddered to the thought and looked up at the ceiling, "childhood friends don't forget each other that quick and you should know that." I bite my lip trying to ignore the memories inside my head. I grabbed my stuff and walked over to the door and turned to face Vergil, "you know where I am" I sighed "oh yeah the shirt" I remembered slightly embarrassed.

"Keep it." He smiled sweetly.

I nodded mechanically "and it's not a yes and it's neither a no" I responded to his smile.