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Ch.2 There for You

"Are you hungry? You look kind of pale. You are eating, right?" Eva asked, concerned.

"Yeah. I'm not hungry though." Dante replied.

A month since Eliza's funeral, Lady had disappeared. Supposedly, she knew that Dante was hunting her. Lots of hunter's knew, and Dante made sure that everyone was well informed. It was either that, or suffer the consequences.

"You sure you're not hungry?" Eva asked, frowning.

Dante stood from his computer desk, and walked past Eva.

"Dante?" Eva said.

"I'm going for a walk." Dante said, grabbing his coat.

Going down the stairs he spotted Cerberus lounging at the foot. He looked like a normal dog now because of the collar Dante put on him.

Cerberus raised his head at Dante as he came down the stairs. "Where are you going?" Cerberus demanded, swiveling his head around to watch Dante.

"I'm going for a walk."

"Then I'll go with you." Cerberus said, standing.

Dante stared down at the demonic Rottweiler at his heel. Even though it was he, who'd made Cerberus into his servant, he still remained ever faithful to Sparda. Dante couldn't help, but despise his old man for it. At least only a little.

"Fine." Dante said, walking away.

It was winter so it was cold, but for Dante it didn't seem to bother him. His jacket was light, but he might as well be wearing a tank top for all he was worth. It started to snow just as Dante and Cerberus made it to the end of the block. Not realizing where he was headed, Dante ended up at the doorstep of Cid's pub. It was where he first met Eliza.

Flashback

"What'd ya want?" Cid said, staring at the silvered haired new comer.

"Strawberry Sunday." Dante replied, curtly.

Cid raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"Strawberry Sunday…what, you telling me you don't have Strawberry Sunday's here?" Dante said, showing off his annoyance.

Cid almost looked like he was going to pop a blood vessel, if Eliza hadn't shown up.

"Come on, Cid. If you have it then just give it to him." Eliza said, smiling at Cid.

Cid said something unintelligible and stalked off to get the ice cream.

"So, you got a name?" Eliza asked, turning her golden amber eyes on Dante's. He gave her his trade mark grin.

"Dante. And you?"

Eliza cocked her head to the side a little, showing a challenge. "You can call me Eliza. Most people call me Bitch, though." She said, smirking. Dante laughed at her vulgarity. I think I'm gonna like her, Dante thought.

End Flashback

That was his first Impression of her, then. She was like some weird dream that just happened and kept nagging at the edge of his conscience. Dante was ever the reluctant one to wake up from it. And that, as he put it, was why she died.

Because he didn't want to wake up to reality.

It was a cruel fact that made him hate the world ever so slightly more. It didn't help that demons wanted his blood, but Lady had become crazed.

What she wanted, he didn't know and he didn't exactly care. Only that she died.

Dante walked into the pub, leaving Cerberus outside in the cold. There weren't many patrons here. Only two people at the bar, and one at the table having a meal. Dante sat at the bar away from the other two. Cid came to his side with a shot glass and a bottle of whisky.

"You look like you need it." He said, pouring some for Dante.

Dante gratefully took it. "I've heard a rumor a few days back from a couple of hunters. They've said that a woman with short dark hair and heterochromia eye's has visited a shabby motel down the road off of I-95. You know the place, right?" Cid said.

Dante nodded.

"You think its lady?" Dante asked, setting his gaze on Cid.

"Who knows? There plenty of woman out there who have short dark hair and heterochromia eyes. I thought I'd run it by you since it's the first rumor I've heard in six months." Cid said, pouring more whiskey in Dante's glass.

Dante nodded downing the drink. It burned his throat and left a horrible after taste, but Dante wasn't a stranger to pain.

"Dante…I want you to kill her. Make sure you do." Cid said, solemnly. Eliza was like a daughter to Cid. She hung out at his bar all the time, quickly becoming a regular. She helped bring in new business, helped out around the bar, and even gave his pub a reputation. When he was told that she had died, Cid couldn't even fathom why anyone would want to hurt her.

"I understand. I will kill Lady."

Author's Note:

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