Dante looked over at the kid in front of him. "What're you talking about?"
"Exactly what I said, Dante." answered the teen.
"Why don't you take that hood off so I know who the hell I'm talking to?"
"In due time."
"Fine, then tell me exactly what you're talking about."
"You'll find out very soon."
Something began vibrating on Dante's desk. "Dammit the pager. Looks like Patty's in trouble."
Dante stood grabbing his supplies. "I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." He felt a tug on his jacket and turned to see the teen holding onto his sleeve.
"Afraid I can't let you leave like that."
Dante looked back at him and glared. "Either you let me go," he warned, "Or you and I are gonna end up in a fight."
"Then I guess we're going to have to fight then, Dante."
Dante slipped out of his grip and pointed one his guns towards the hooded kid and shot quickly. Only he had shot at the hood.
"Not quite the speed I was hoping for!"
Dante looked up, a black flash jumped towards him, what landed in front of him was something a little unexpected. A teenager, couldn't have been older than seventeen or eighteen. He had a leather jacket that went halfway down his torso, a black t-shirt with black jeans with a chain, his guitar case on the floor. He landed in front of Dante, his black hair covering half his face, his eye that was showing as black as a moonless night.
He grabbed Dante and flipped him, kicking him into the jukebox. "Stand up!" the youth shouted. "I know you can take more than that."
Dante slowly stood up, brushing himself off. "That's not good, you broke my jukebox." He glared over to the teen standing in the middle of the room. "I kinda liked that thing. Now I have to go get a new one." He pointed both guns to him. "You bastard."
The youth put his hands up. "Hold on," said. "Shoot those in here and you'll have to buy new stuff for your whole office. Look I told you what I came here to tell you."
"Then why not leaving?"
"I had to stall."
"For what?"
The youth grabbed his guitar case and began walking out. "You'll see soon. Things have to happen before the darkness even shows up. You've been warned Dante."
"Hey hold it!"
Dante ran to the door, but the kid was already gone. With a "tsk" Dante put his guns away and jumped on his bike. "Patty better be alright!"
That Night
"So what do you think?" Morrison asked.
"I don't know," Dante answered. "I need to get money for a new jukebox."
"That's not what I meant Dante."
"Yeah yeah."
Dante ate another slice of pizza and looked towards the ceiling fan. He had no idea what was going on. Lady ran off, some guy tried to kidnap Patty, and some kid just randomly showed up and picked a fight with him. All of them said something about darkness though. He looked to Morrison.
"Yo Morrison, go home. You look winded."
Morrison put his coat and hat on. "You don't have to tell me twice. Get some rest Dante. I feel like we're going to have a long day tomorrow." He walked by and flipped a coin towards Dante. Dante caught it and put it over his hand, uncovering it.
"A heads up penny huh?"
"For good luck. See ya."
Morrison walked out and waved off. Dante leaned back in his chair and shut his eyes. Good luck huh?
However, at the same time, under the city in a sort of plaza by the sewer system, Lady walked up to the center of it, there stood the man that tried to kidnap Patty.
"Ah," he chuckled. "I see you found me."
She ran up and put a gun to his gullet. "Tell me what you know or I shoot."
The man laughed and pushed her hand away, walking around her, circling her. The moonlight shone through the grates above, giving enough light to see the center of the sewer area. He chuckled as he looked her over.
"You are a very powerful human, Lady. One of the few humans who can look a demon in the eye and make them run away in genuine fear. Quite intriguing actually."
"Just who are you, and what do you know?"
He chuckled again and tipped his hat off to her, bowing slightly. "My name is Saito Aizen. It's a pleasure."
Lady put the blade of her bazooka to his throat. "As much as I appreciate the pleasantries, I think you should tell me what I want to know."
Aizen moved the blade away from his throat and wiped some of his long silver hair to the side of his face. He smirked as he turned away from her, putting his hands behind his back. "Tell me Lady, how does it feel?"
"What?"
"How does it feel knowing you are nothing but a human. A simple weak human. You are with Dante and that blonde woman from time to time, and even though they respect you for your strength you know all too well how strong they are compared to you."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"A lot actually. You see, I know what it is. You feel like you don't belong. You never have. They're demons after all, physically they're both stronger than you. Sure you can hold your own, but you know if they were to go all out you'd most likely die a horrible death. I seem to remember, you went your fullest against Dante when he was younger, more naïve. Yet he threw you around like a rag doll."
He held his hands up to the sky and smirked. "Then not too long after that you were tricked by your father weren't you!?"
Lady took a step back, her eyes wide. Who is this guy? How could he have known all this? He wasn't there was he?
"You were weak!" he continued. "You still are, aren't you? You may have gained in wisdom and strength, but those other two have just as well! When you take a step forward, they take two. When you defeat one demon they defeat one larger. You are weak Lady! Your own father was an inch away from killing you. There was nothing you could do. You had to rely on Dante and his brother didn't you? You couldn't kill him, you knew you couldn't. After all, he was still your dear old dad."
Lady fell to her knees and grabbed her head, it began throbbing again. "Shut up…"
"You had to watch as Dante defeated the monster your own father turned into."
"Shut up… shut up…"
"Then you continued to watch as Dante grew in strength. He began moving on to bigger and bigger demons, while you stuck with the small fry. Isn't that right?"
Lady jumped up and shouted. "I SAID SHUT THE HELL UP!" She grabbed two guns and shot them quickly, however they didn't reach him. Aizen turned around, and two electric strikes shot the bullets. Lady's eyes went wide. There was only one person who could do that. She turned as she heard the revving of an engine. Her eyes stayed on the white haired boy in front of her, she turned back to Aizen, a blonde woman came from behind him.
"You can't win," Aizen said. "However, I could give you the power to go toe to toe with a person like Dante. All you have to say is that you'll join me."
"Why would I say that?"
"To gain power! Power I know you want! Power you don't have. Power to defeat any devil that were to come your way Lady! I can see it in your eyes my child…"
The man walked over and kneeled, putting his hand on her cheek. "All you have to do is say 'I will follow you.' That's it. Say that, and I could give you the power."
Lady bit her lip, it was true. He read her like a book. She wanted that power to be able to go head to head with Dante. Who wouldn't though? She looked him in the eyes, they looked so sincere, but she knew better. Men like him, all they wanted was power. What was his plan though? She couldn't focus, her conscious was eating at her
Take the power! Defeat Dante. You know you want to.
After a few more minutes of internal conflict she finally slumped over. "F…fine," she stuttered. "I… I will follow you."
Her back arched, her eyes went blank and glassy as if she lost her soul. Aizen laughed as he stood. "GOOD MY DEAR!" He laughed as he walked to the center of the plaza, looking up at the sky, the moon again shining down on him.
"I'm coming for you…" he whispered. He smirked and yelled at the top of his lungs, making sure it echoed. "DANTE!"
That name echoed through the late night sky as thunder rolled and lightning flashed. All the way back at Devil May Cry, on an upstairs window sill a shirtless Dante opened his eyes and looked out. It was starting to rain.
He said one sentence before going back to sleep. "The parties about to start."