AN: I first want to thank all the 12 reviewers and people who have read this fic. I greatly appreciate the reviews and I take them to heart. Epically to TyrantHamster, Yoshenga-san and Poison girl sweet 666. I want to apologize for not updating this fic. I had an unfortunate crisis in the family and that needed to be taken care of. Everything for the most part is ok now hopefully. Anyway here is the next chapter. It's pretty short but an old "friend" of Dante comes back.

Oh and to answer Yoshenga-san's question (might I add a very good one). The way I see it is that V didn't Purge Evey of her fear. It's human nature to still have "fear" within some one. It's impossible to be completely "fearless" in life. He just made her face it a little better. But since this is more of a supernatural aspect, this is out of Evey's expectations. Because everything that happened in V for Vendetta was still within the human realm. Now that we've crossed into DMC, we are getting more into the supernatural aspect. But enough jabbering from me.

Chapter 4: Return of an old sibling.

Creedy closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead as his frustration began to pile up on him. He had just received news from one of his henchmen saying that they failed their attempt in apprehending Evey Hammond. He stared at the young man who had just delivered him the bad news.

"When did this happen?" Creedy asked with a disgruntled groan.

The young man nervously fidgeted as he began to answer his superior's question.

"Umm. This was about two hours ago sir."

Creedy let out a disgruntled groan from his throat as he closed his eyes tightly. Failure was something that he didn't take lightly. Ever since his encounter with the terrorist known as V, he sworn to himself that he would get his revenge and find a new means of having England under a new rule of parliament. His rule.

"Who was he?" Creedy asked. He could feel his temper rising within him.

"We aren't sure sir. We only caught glimpses of the assailant. Silver hair, tall man, strong build. Uses dual hand guns and a what appears to be a sword sir. Whoever he is, he's very good. He managed to Dispatch our most powerful demons that we unleashed on the girl."

"I'm not interested in your opinions Mr. Jones. I want this man taken out. And I want the girl. The ritual of Temni Gru is about to start and she plays a key element."

Mr. Jones nodded quickly understanding the mission at hand "Yes sir. I understand. We are calling in a specialist as we speak. He will take care of the situation."

"See to it that he does."

The young assistant took his excused him self as he quickly exited Creedy's office.

"Your specialist is going to fail Creedy. You are way in over your head. " A Mysterious voice called from one of the shadowed corners in his office. The mysterious figure stepped from the shadows and revealed himself. He wield a yamatto Katana on his right side and he wore his sliver hair in a slicked back Spiky manner. His dark blue coat draped over his dark black vest that framed his muscular body.

"And I suppose you are an expert on our new player?" Creedy scoffed as he walked over to one of his banzai plants in his office. He began to snip it carefully still not taking his eye of the mysterious stranger.

"Actually I do…" the mysterious stranger exclaimed quietly. He rubbed the amulet that hung from his chest. "He's my brother."

Creedy put down the pair of clippers that were in his hands. He continued to glare at Dante's other half wondering why this man, the brother of their new enemy would help him of all people.

"What are you getting out of this Vergil? What's your story?"

Vergil just glared at the former right hand man of the late Chancellor Suttler and smirked.

"Sorry Creedy. I'm not much for self reflection.

The young well built spikey haired half demon stared out into the pitch black night and clenched his fist. A malicious smirk came over his lips as he thought about the last encounter he had with his twin brother.

"It's been a long time Dante…"