DISCLAIMER: I do not own Buffy or Devil May Cry.
Dante walked through the school. In the few weeks since Angel had lost his soul, everything had changed. Dante had destroyed the Judge, using his devil magic to do so, guaranteeing that the Judge could never return again. Jenny had been revealed to be a gypsy, and there spying on Buffy and Angel. Buffy was stricken by what was happening, but Dante reacted with an entirely different approach. With much agreement from Xander, Dante had been searching for Angel, planning to kill him.
Dante heard a scream, and he ran towards it, moving at a speed that took him to the computer room before Angel had even reached Jenny's desk. Angel had clearly arrived with the idea of killing Jenny. Dante picked Angel up, flinging him straight through the nearest wall. Jenny grabbed Dante's shoulder. "Wait! I have what we need to curse him again. We can restore his soul."
That night, Giles returned to his home to find Dante and Jenny sitting on his couch, Dante easily restraining a struggling Angelus.
Spike paced around angrily, thinking about how much he wanted to kill Angel. Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned to see Dante, who held an unconscious Drusilla. "I'm giving you a chance. If you can love Drusilla as much as you do, there might just be hope for you yet. Get outta here. You and Drusilla just leave town."
Spike ground his teeth. "You're joking? I don't walk out on a fight."
Dante shrugged, smirking. "It's up to you. You can walk outta town, or get swept out by a morning breeze."
Mayor Richard Wilkins III sat in his office, reading his paper. "Now that's interesting! This guy here in the picture of Sunnydale High School's staff looks so much like Sparda! And oh look! He's the library assistant, working with the watcher. And his name is Dante!" The Mayor slammed his fist on the desk. "The last thing I want is the Son of Sparda hanging around when I undergo my ascension. If anyone can destroy a pure demon, it's that Devil Hunter."
Trick shrugged. "Demon's a demon. I don't see why you should worry about a demon and a slayer. Myself and Kakistos had no trouble killing that Kendra girl when she attacked us. Her replacement, Faith, was a little more rowdy, though. I'm guessing you know she's what brought me and Kakistos here in the first place."
Richard glared at Trick. "A slayer, or even two slayers, is merely a hindrance. Certainly no match for the demon I plan to become. Dante the Devil Hunter is another story. He could ruin everything!"
Buffy and Angel sat at Angel's place. "Things have been so quiet lately, Angel. Apart from Spike turning up and wanting the love potion, anyway. I feel like we're in store for some big evil that's gonna just rear up and wreck my senior year or something."
Angel shrugged. "Maybe. Whatever appears, we'll face it together. You know you got me. Always."
Buffy fought with a vampire in the cemetery. She threw him onto his back, when she suddenly felt faint. The vampire tackled her, pulling her stake from her and started to shove it through her chest. Buffy rolled to the side, taking the vampire off balance, staking it in the process.
The next day, Buffy saw Cordelia arguing with a jock, who proceeded to roughly grab Cordelia. Buffy attempted to pull him off Cordelia, but the jock easily shoved Buffy to the ground. Cordelia started hitting the jock, and he backed off.
Buffy ran into the library, terrified. "Giles! I just got beaten up by a no-neck, and rescued by Cordelia! What's happening to me?"
Giles shook his head. "Perhaps you're sick, Buffy."
An argument ensued, in which Buffy ultimately left, feeling miserable.
Dante moved forward, standing next to Giles. "What's going on, Ripper? I can tell when someone's lying."
At an old abandoned arms museum in the corner of town, a group of watchers were working at bricking up the whole building. Giles sat in the lounge with a man in a formal jacket, who was aged about sixty. "This is a time-honoured rite of passage. When the slayer turns eighteen."
Giles ground his teeth. "It's an archaic exercise in cruelty."
The two looked up as the door flew open, and Dante stormed in. The other two watchers attacked him, but were punched unconscious in an instant. Dante ripped open the wooden box that contained the insane vampire that Buffy was to face in her weakened state. The instant the crazed vampire was exposed, Dante's sword flew into his hand, and, moving so fast as to be invisible, he hacked the vampire, and the box that contained it, into several pieces. The vampire was in at least twenty pieces before it even had time to turn to dust. Dante turned to face the watcher Giles had been arguing with. "I think she just passed her test. Her opponent's pretty friggin' dead."
The watcher, Travers remained silent, while Giles smiled grimly, pleased that Buffy would be in no danger, but angry with himself for not having the courage to do what Dante had just done.
Dante and Giles stood in the library afterwards. Dante had told Travers that if he tried to put Buffy or Faith through the test again, he would not live to regret it.
Dante crushed the vials containing the muscle relaxant Giles had been giving Buffy. "She never needs to know. She needs to believe you've got her back. She trusts you. You can't destroy her like that."
Buffy entered the library, to see a man in a formal suit standing next to Giles, or more accurately, over him.
"Hello. Buffy, I presume. My name is Wesley Wendham-Pryce. I'm the new watcher."
Faith walked in close behind Buffy. Wesley looked at her with a snobby, condescending look in his face. "Ah! And this is perhaps Faith."
"New watcher?" Asked Faith. Buffy and Giles nodded. "Screw that." Faith walked out.
Off to the side, Dante started laughing, clapping as he did so. "Couldn't've said it better myself!"
The Mayor, Richard Wilkins III, opened his liquor cabinet, and a vampire dressed as a crusader jumped out. The vampire attempted to attack Wilkins, but Trick easily threw him off.
In the warehouse, Balthazar screamed at his minions, the duellist vampires. "Vincent made a noble effort. He had honour, and I have jack to show for it!"
As he screamed and ranted, the door flew open, and Dante entered. "It was nice of you to make all that noise to help me find you, as if that smell wasn't enough."
The vampires attacked, but Dante effortlessly butchered them. Balthazar started to scream more, but Dante pulled his pistols and filled the grotesque demon with bullets, rapidly reducing him to a pile of parts floating in the pool the vampires had him in. "If that's a vampire's version of a fish in a bowl, I'm glad I'm a half-devil instead."
Wilkins completed the ritual. "I don't understand why Alan would miss this. He's usually so punctual."
Trick rolled his eyes. "Did it work?"
"Let's find out. Open the cage."
Trick let the vampire out of the cage, and the vampire slammed his sword on Wilkins' head, splitting it in half. The vampire then watched in horror as the head welded itself back together.
Trick staked the vampire, while Wilkins laughed.
"This officially commences the hundred days. Nothing can harm me until the ascension. Gosh, I'm feeling chipper!"
Wilkins then took out a to-do list, ticking off 'become invincible' on his list.
