Dante sighed heavily. It broke the dreadful silence yet he still didn't speak. The quiet seemed to engulfed them all. There was really...nothing to say...
Kyrie spoke. "Why?" Everyone turned their gaze towards her.
"Why now..." She pushed herself off Nero's imbrace. Lady sighed deepily then answered.
"I honestly don't know...I'm not even sure what we should do anymore..." She commented firmly.
"We should leave. Thats what we should do!" Trish stepped forward. She held mixed emotions in her wake. Anger and fear being the roots of her passion.
"You're right..." Nero agreed. "I've seen enough..." He grabbed Kyrie's hand readying himself for their departure.
"Oh really?" Vergil spoke. The others looked. It was the first time he spoke off his own will. "And where do you intend to go?" He asked darkly. Nero and Trish froze.
"You are in the past. You are in wartime. And wheather you all like it or not were staying here until the demon that sent us back brings us home. So, when the hell do you think that will be?...My guess is never..."
The hunters went into a numb shell shock like trance. Everything went fuzzy and blurred. The words Vergil send rang in their heads like a school bell. For, they knew what he said was the truth.
Dante stood. "No...No! There has to be a way. A flaw. All we gotta do is find it." These words of hope were hollow.
"How long do you think that'll take?...Three...four years?" Vergil hissed. Dante's aura seemed to dim.
"Were stuck. So lets get used to it..." Vergil stated. Unforntunately for Vergil they never would get used to it...
Lady whispered. "Fine..." Her voice rose. "I can accept that. But were not just gonna wait around until we die or get outta this period...So..." Lady looked out the window to the Nazi's who stood at attention outside. "It's time for a history lesson..."
The hunters looked at Lady with fuiding emotions. They were determined and prepared but at the same time frightened and furious.
Suddenly, a short man entered the lifeless room of which the hunters resided. He glanced around quickly and rested his eyes on the crew.
Lady sighed. "Alright...Any of you lot took history in school? ...Did any of you go to school?" She added with curiousity.
"Well...Me and Vergil kept moving. So we never stayed at one school too long..." Dante shrugged. Trish was ruled out straight away as she was created by Mundus so obviously never even contemplated a humanised thing such as education.
Kyrie shook her head. Nero sighed and folded his arms looking to the others.
Lady moaned. "I guess that I'm the only one that can provide the information here..."
The man approached the group of people cautiously. He cleared his throat and mumbled quietly.
"Er...E-Excuse me?"
The hunters all turned to face the source of the noise.
What the looked upon was both sickening and enfuriating. Dante,Nero,Kyrie,Trish,Lady and even Vergil's stomachs churned and their hearts sank deep into their chests.
The man was short. He had brown greasy hair that was slicked to the side. He held rolled up canvases under one arm and a book labelled "Mien Kampf" in the other. His dark brown eyes lay deep into his head. They were weary and devoid of feeling. Worry lines were spread across his face and had a short moustache that lay on his lip.
"Do any of you know where the main hall is?" He asked.
The hunters were bemused, surprised, petrified, outraged, saddened and in awe all at the same time. They didn't know how to reply.
"Erm..." The man mumbled then looked behind him. "What is it?"
Lady shook her head to get out of the shock and stuttered weakly.
"Oh! Heh. It's nothing...Erm...If you don't mind me asking...A-Are you...Adolf Hitler?" She quietened as she said his name. Her eyes fixed on him unblinkingly.
The man smiled. "Yes. I am. But I'm in a hurry...So could you tell me were the main hall is?" He repeated.
"Suh...Sorry...Erm. We're kinda new here...So...We don't know either..." Lady didn't pick out her words carefully.
"New?...What do you mean new? ...We're in Berlin...Where else could have you been?" He said this fairly quickly and firmly.
Lady paniked briefly.
"We..." She was cut off. A man had walked past in the hallway in front of them. He had stopped and called.
"Hier Hitler!" Hitler turned from Lady and called back.
"I have matters to discuss with you!"
"Hermann! You have returned." Hitler approached the man warmly and smiled to him slapping him on the back. He looked to the hunters.
"Come see my speech tonight. We will all talk afterwards." He smiled and the men walked away talking of policies and political matters.
However, his departure did not entitle the utter shock to vanish with him.
The hunters were left. Prior to this they thought things couldn't get any worse, when they just did.