I don't own Devil May Cry, Buff the Vampire Slayer or Angel.
Sorry about the short chapter, if I'm lucky I'll be able to start another one and have it out be the end of the Easter holiday
I want to again thank the people who have review my story.
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Buffy and Spike arrived late that night, or early that morning, depending on how you looked at it. Only Dante and Vergil were left up. Buffy had wondered if they ever needed more than a half hour sleep a day. Walking inside, the four made silent greeting, or in Virgil's case a small nod barely acknowledging they're presence.
Whispering Dante said, "Angel was here."
Buffy nearly slapped him for making the joke before she realized he wasn't kidding. "Where is he?"
"Went to a motel, said he didn't want to take up any room. Pretty nice of him seeing as we have next to none."
Buffy slowly nodded. She tilted her head towards the kitchen and they went to get something to eat. "You want anything?" Dante asked his brother as he passed by. Vergil simply grunted and went back to his thoughts.
Once in the kitchen Dante found some coffee and chocolate. He brought them out to Vergil. When he re entered the kitchen Buffy said, "I thought he didn't want anything."
"He grunted. It was a C sharp so that means he wants chocolate. The coffee was a bonus."
Buffy wondered if they had made a bloody system. She imagined Dante and Vergil having a full conversation with only grunt noises and nods. She chuckled at the thought. She was never that close with her sister Dawn.
"We should get some rest." Spike said.
Dante nodded and let Spike past as he opened the door to the basement. Buffy backed out of the room, her eyes never letting the two men out of her sight for some reason. After Buffy left Dante alone in the kitchen, he turned and stood beside where his brother sat. "You sleeping tonight?" He asked.
"Hmm… yes. What time is it?"
"Almost two in the morning."
Vergil's head sunk a little calculating the numbers; neither he nor Dante ever needed more than four hours of sleep and only a minimum of half an hour. If he went to bed at three then he would be able to wake up at the same time as Buffy and hopefully most of the others. "I'll be asleep in about an hour." He said.
"Fine bro, but I get the bed." Dante said as he rushed downstairs into the basement and flung himself noisily onto the bed, abruptly waking Spike and had him mumbling for the next few minutes about damned kids.
Vergil chuckled to himself as he closed his book. His plan would work perfectly. Well, it would if they all agreed. Getting up he put the coffee cup back in the kitchen and went to lay on the coach.
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Vergil had forgotten that the next day was a Saturday, which meant he was awake long before anyone else. Cursing to himself as he poured coffee into a mug. He sat at the table, the sun barely coming in through the windows.
Finishing his coffee in one gulp, he poured another cupful, 'Hmm, I wonder if anyone would like breakfast. The smell at least will wake some of them.' He thought.
Rummaging through the kitchen, he found a couple frying pans. Finding the eggs, bacon, sausages and bread, he began cooking like mad.
Aside from being a master swordsman, Vergil was also one hell of a cook. He began learning from his mother when he was five, since him getting burned wasn't really a problem. After Sparda left on some mission and never came back, Vergil had done all the cooking for the family since Eva needed to pick up a second job. Vergil didn't mind, he and his brother had gotten along then and his brother was all that mattered.
Dante and Willow were the first up. Willows room was the closest to the stairs and therefore to the kitchen. Dante had smelled the food with his heightened senses and knew his brother was cooking it. It had been so long since he had sat down across from Vergil and ate together.
Soon the potentials in the house were flocking to the kitchen for firsts and seconds. Vergil had attained two assistants in the form of potentials who could barely cook themselves, so they were little help.
Smiling Dante sat at the kitchen table opposite Willow. Finishing the last of his bacon, he silently rose and put the dishes into an ever-increasing pile in the sink. "You don't remember do you Dante?" Vergil asked as he took more bacon and put it on a plate for anyone to grab.
"Remember?"
"I cook, you clean."
"Oh bugger."
Vergil smiled as Dante began to wash the dishes in the sink, wiping them dry so they could be used again.
This breakfast buffet went well into a lunch buffet, with Xander and Anya outside cooking hamburgers and Vergil inside making both pasta and salads. Dante was still cleaning by the time Buffy got up.
"Took you long enough. This things been goin' for hours." He said as Buffy took one of the plates and got herself a helping.
"Whose idea was this?" She asked.
Vergil raised his hand as he put another batch of pasta into a pot. "So you just decided to use up all the food in the house in one big extravaganza."
Vergil had no time to reply before he felt her lips on his cheek. Smiling he turned to face her, but she was already outside talking to Xander.
"Well whose the ladies man now?"
Vergil smiled, "I always was Dante. Remember Barbara?"
Dante's head sunk, "I don't wanna talk about it."
The food coming out soon overweighed what was being eaten so Vergil and Dante were able to join basically everyone in the house outside for a makeshift picnic in the backyard.
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Angel had arrived and went in through the garage so as not expose him to the sun. Resting against a wall once he got to the basement, he looked from the sleeping body of Spike to swords and other various weapons that littered the ground and shelves.
Hearing footsteps upstairs he went to the top of the stairs. Looking under the doorway he saw that it was in the shade. Opening the door he stepped into the kitchen. Looking outside, he saw a good twenty or so people eating together. Angel sighed thankfully when he saw that they were just finishing up.
He surprised the first girls coming into the house, sending them running, probably for Buffy. He found himself to be correct when Buffy stormed in and punched him in the face.
"Ummm…Ouch?"
"Don't ouch me. You were here yesterday and you didn't even tell me you're coming." Buffy said, hands on her hips.
Angel threw up his hands as Vergil and Dante came barging in, "What a pleasant reunion," Dante said. Buffy shot him a hateful glare while Angel seemed impassive.
Holding up his hands Vergil spoke, "Please. As we know it, we will not defeat Nero and his associates as we are. I have found a way to even the playing field slightly. Now please come with me. I have something to show you."
Motioning everyone to go downstairs into the basement, Vergil opened the door as they moved down the stairs. Once downstairs Vergil asked, "Angel, please take one of Dante's weapons."
Angel picked up Rudra, who protested along with Dante. Vergil ignored the two and told Angel to swing. Angel did.
"Now what did you notice?" Vergil asked the group, as well as the abruptly awoken Spike.
"I saw Angelus here swinging a bloody sword." Spike said.
Vergil nodded, "Your correct, now Dante, take Rudra and swing it yourself." Dante snatched Rudra from Angel's hands and gave it a powerful swing. A hiss of air surrounded the blade and stringer winds moved around the blade as it was swung. Vergil smiled as the others looked at him dumbly. "Now. This happened because Rudra is connected to Dante and will only work for him. Imagine if Buffy or Spike could use Agni and Rudra like Dante does. We would be able to even the field a bit, with a couple lessons from Dante and I."
The others still looked at him dumbly. They got the idea but Dante was first to ask, "And we do that…how?"
Vergil smiled and took Rudra from Dante. Using the enchantments he had learned from Giles' book he was able to force Rudra to work for anyone, not just Dante as he decided. Letting his consciousness leave his body and move about the room at will, he did the same to all of Dante's weapons. Except the Sparda, it seemed a huge force was knocking him away, it felt familiar somehow. Dante could use it anyway.
Spike spoke, "So now any of us five can use these weapons? So what?"
Vergil turned to him and nearly smacked him, "Adding our powers to that of these devil arms, we'll be nearly even matches for the Sparda students, if you guys can learn fast."
Spike sprung up and grabbed Rebellion, "I like this one." Rebellion agreed and Spike abruptly turned into a devil. Buffy jumped back and nearly charged Spike before he turned back, "Oh yes, we'll get along perfectly."
Angel saw what happened to Spike, excited beyond believe he grabbed Alastor and swung her…nothing happened, "Um, it's not working."
Alastor flung from his hands and straight into Buffy's. "Sorry baby, I like this girl more." Alastor said. Buffy's eyes shot open as she turned into a larger version of herself and grew long demonic wings. Abruptly all of the changes stopped and Buffy nearly fell to the floor. "I like her, just call on me anytime honey, and I'll help you out."
Angel, becoming increasingly annoyed that he hadn't been chosen, took Agni and Rudra himself. Swinging twice with each, a massive wall of flame and wind erupted in front of him. Looking at the two blades in astonishment he suddenly turned into huge demon with a massive chest and short and bulky legs. "Lovely look for you." Spike said, snickering.
Vergil loved it, his plan was working out perfectly. Despite having the additional power to even that field, he knew that with little time, they wouldn't be prepared to face devils as trained as Nero and Melko. The others were for those three. Only Dante and Vergil had the power even now to face Melko and Nero, and he still didn't know how powerful Melko was right then.
Dante came out with the Sparda, looking at it oddly, "V, what did you do to the Sparda?"
"Nothing, I couldn't get through to it. Why?"
Dante looked up at his and let demonic power surge through him. Exploding he grew a good four feet in height. Wasp like wings protruded out from his back and his body became covered in armour. Horns grew on his head, elbows and knees. In short, he became a walking mirror image of Sparda.
