Hey everyone! Alito here! Sorry I took so long to update. I've been so busy with other fanfics to write that this one didn't get as much time, but when I did have actual time, I made sure to be devoted to do well on it. So without further ado, let's get right into it, shall we?

Anyway, here we go!

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Chapter 9: Visit to Kyoto


JAPAN

TOKYO DOCKS

21:35 p.m.

Fist and sweat flew through the air as the two Amazon-like women exchanged blows with one another in a great display of skill in their respected martial arts.

Helena deflected Christie's attacks as agile as she could, but the lack of training over the course of years has dulled her reflexes to counter. She cursed her neglectfulness in properly keeping up her training while running DOATEC. She could already hear Bayman scolding her for being right.

"Got her!" Christie thought with an evil smile as she saw Helena distracted for a brief second and took this chance to strike for Helena's stomach, but Helena snapped out of it and deflected that attack to bring her other palm into Christie's cheek which connected, but had no affect on the white haired beauty. In fact, she pivoted from the impact of the punch and spun to the left to catch Helena's side. The sideway chop was blocked by Helena's arm and with that, swatted Christie's arm away. Helena then used this opening to perform a combo on Christie by doing a mixture of palm strikes, mixed with inward jabs and kicks.

This seemed to be in her favor, until Christie disrupted her flow by striking one of her hands in motion! Helena's groove was missed and Christie took her chance to attack with a cocked back jabbing hand and sent it right into Helena's gut. The attack threw Helena off her feet and push her back a distance.

Helena was able to make a quick recovery, but was now on one knee; exhausted and clutching her stomach in pain with a bit of blood dripping from her pink lip.

"D-Damn…I had her…!" Helena thought.

The heavy panting from the platinum haired woman was almost a bit of a turn on to the white haired woman. The blond woman's sweat slowly glistening off her creamy, peach skin; slipping in-between her firm cleavage. Her body put into a single knee position right before the snow white haired assassin. It was the dominance that she felt over the French woman that was leaving her absolutely euphoric. She couldn't help it; that was just the kind of sadistic beast she was—A demon behind those beautiful eyes of hers. But now wasn't the time to be euphoric. Now was the time to strike and kill her little crablouse.

Christie had to admit; she was impressed that Helena had lasted this long. Christie herself was suffering from exhaustion as well, and felt she wouldn't be able to go on if this kept up. Of course there's no way she'd show it. Christie, instead, kept a sardonic smile on her face and didn't allow one pant or one drop of sweat to show upon her face.

"Well, this is disappointing." Christie said mockingly, "I honestly expected better from you, my dear Helena."

"Shut up…! I can still…! I can still fight!" Helena said between breaths.

"That's not what I'm seeing, luv." Christie noted, "Though I will say I'm not surprised you're tired so quickly. You've lapped in the DOATEC life of luxury for so long, you've begun to fester in it. The result has left you weak." Christie then placed a finger on her cheek in a mocking tone, "Quite a shame really."

Helena couldn't sit and take the verbal abuse from such a harpy. She stood back up and ran at Christie, determined to continue fighting her head on.

When all of a sudden, Helena stopped.

She felt her body quickly tense up and freeze. Her legs quit on her and she fell on her hands and knees, unable to stand anymore. Helena tried to move but she was shocked and confused as to why her body wouldn't respond to her properly.

"W-Wha…?-! What is…What is happening to me…?-!" She thought.

"Aww, you poor thing.~"

Helena struggled to look up at her opponent who was reveling in her victory over the platinum French woman, while the blond's eye sight was slowly becoming distorted and hazy.

"It seems the poison has taken its affect already." Christie smiled. She removed her left glove and threw it to the ground. Christie bent over and cupped Helena's chin with her right gloved hand. Helena tried to resist, but Christie forced her to look into her grey menacing eyes. "You look tired. Why don't you just take a nap already?"

"Y-You…!What…What did…you…!" Helena tried to yell, but her drowsiness was preventing her from connecting a sentence. Plus, Christie's small giggle was becoming faint to her ears.

"Simple little princess." Christie whispered into her ear as she placed her ungloved left hand on Helena's neck, slowly guiding it down her chest and into the slit of her breast. "Did you really think I would force my hand that easily? I'm not so sloppy that I wouldn't have an alternative to use."

Amongst tender feeling that she was feeling on her mound, Helena couldn't help but notice the distant stench of a strange toxin fill her nostrils so suddenly. Helena tried to pin point the aroma of the stench, but she just couldn't discover what. She would've given up, if not for the slight moist feeling she felt on her cheeks. It almost seemed to sting her very cheeks the tighter Christie's—At that moment, Helena figured it out.

"Y-Your gloves…They're—Ugh!" Helena's words were replaced with a small whimper from the slight pinch of her breast, courtesy of Christie. "Y-You…bitch…!"

"Oh, feisty, are we?" Christie grinned, "I've been to see such resistance from me. It's quite a change from your hum drum revenge story." Christie then used her index finger to slowly spin her finger on her mound quite sensually, which was making Helena feel both uncomfortable and warm. "Now to answer your question; yes. My gloves were responsible for your predicament. You see dear, my gloves have been spiked with a special toxin of chloroform mixed with unique recipes that I picked up from old Wiccan books."

"W-Wiccan…?" Helena uttered, trying to deny the unwanted pleasure she was feeling along with her consciousness slowly floating away from her.

"Yes. A little thing I picked up in my research. This is a new game we're playing, Douglas…And for your sake you best read up on the rules." Christie finally removed her hand from Helena's breast and slowly licked her fingers clean. Helena could no longer fight the poison's affect any longer…Her eyes were heavy and her body could no longer respond to her. She slowly fell to the side as her eyes shut completely and she heard one last word from her mortal enemy;

"…Otherwise…you'll lose."

Helena felt the impact of her body hitting the ground and herself drifting to a deep slumber of darkness…

JAPAN

CONSTRUCTION SITE

21:39 p.m.

Mila was having a hard time not gasping or making a peep while staying hidden from a fight. Whenever she saw people throwing fist at one another, her blood starts pumping and her heart beats faster and faster. It was an adrenaline high that she's felt whenever some interesting fight occurs. And that was exactly what was going on at the scene as a black suited ninja and a mysterious woman do battle right before her eyes.

Ryu was throwing kunai at Lisa, hoping to dull her moments, but that did no good as she dodged each one with great accuracy and procession. Lisa then charged at Ryu and unleashed a barrage of jabs and high kicks that Ryu had no choice but to be on the defensive of. At the last second, Ryu grabbed Lisa's leg and whirled her over his head and she was within the air! Ryu took this chance to jump up to her, grab her arm, and bring her close so that he could get behind her and embrace her tightly! Finally he spun in rapid speed as they both tunneled into the ground head first with a damaging blast!

Mila covered her mouth quickly to mute her gasp and shock. An attack like that would be dangerous for a human to experience. And she certainly didn't want to be the next.

Ryu jumped from the damaging crater, looking to see if that really have an effect in the tanned woman. The dust covered the spot they landed and was hard to determine anything.

Mila also was curious as to whether she was okay or not…But Mila knew she was just fine. How she knew?

Because she was already behind Ryu.

It seemed she was so quick, that Ryu didn't notice at all! Lisa quickly pulled out a knife the second she appeared behind him, and was about to stab him.

In that instant, Mila reacted without thinking.

"WATCH OUT-!" Mila yelled as she threw a large rock at Lisa.

Lisa's attention was directed towards the incoming rock. She quickly dodged it by jumping out of its path. She turned to where it came from to already find a red-gloved fist, hurtling right towards her face! Lisa dodged the punch and stepped away from a possible second one.

"Oh my, we have a guest." Lisa smiled, seeing Mila in her red MMA fighting stance, "Took you long enough to reveal yourself."

"Lady, what are you doing here?" Ryu demanded in English as he turned to her. "This is no place for brats. Leave while you still can."

The authority in his voice was enough to intimidate Mila a bit, but disregarded his demand nonetheless. "I just saved your life, y'know. No need to thank me."

"I wasn't." Ryu stated while walking in between her and Mila.

"Oh, I see." Lisa said with a devilish grin, "So that's why you didn't react. You wanted me to stab you to lure out our little audience. If she saves you, she's on your side. If not, its another enemy or bystander." She placed an index finger on her cheek in thought, "Not a very smart plan."

"Well that was one of the reasons…and the second was to get you in proper position." Ryu said cunningly.

"Position?" Lisa questioned at first, however the question was immediately answered as she saw the past kunai that Ryu threw that she dodged. They had a strange dark aura about them. It wasn't until she realized What his next attack would be, that it was too late to move.

"Dakusufia keimusho!" Ryu proclaimed as he brought his palm to his chest and without warning, the kunai knives exploded in to a small sphere of darkness and wind erupted around Lisa and ensnared her in a deadly whirlwind that no normal human could leave uninjured.

"A-Amazing…!" Mila expressed in awe. She looked back at Ryu and asked, "Is it over?"

"No. That won't hold her for long. I'm sure she'll break free at some point." Ryu confirmed. "For the time being, we must escape."

"What?-! Why?-!" Mila objected, "I can take her no problem!"

"Trust me, that woman isn't the same woman she was before." The super Ninja confirmed, "She's become a test subject. She's faster, and more ferocious in combat. If you were to fight her as you are, you would surely lose…or worse."

"Yes. Listen to the grown up, Miss."

The two looked back at the black sphere, only to see it completely crumble right before their eyes into utter nothingness at the tan woman's feet. Ryu was almost impressed to find that there was not a single scratch on her. However her shades were off, revealing her brown hazel eyes, and there were small scrapes on her fur coat and pants but even those were small.

"S-She broke out!" Mila announced.

"So then, it appears you really have done something to yourself to make your body immune to any attack." Ryu figured, "Clever. However I'm sure that with such a unique ability, there are bound to be side affects with dire consequences. Am I wrong, Ms. Lisa?"

"In some cases, yes." Lisa said, "It's one of the basics of human nature; if something's too good to be true, it's probably not all good at all. However in this case, you thought wrong. I am more than capable of fighting with no restraints or restrictions then a normal human body would be able to. All this from tiring research and long term patience."

"Such patience should be dissipated if you're risking your own life." Ryu insisted, "Don't you see what Donovan is doing? He's using you as a guinea pig to further his own research. You're nothing but a tool to his madness."

"Whether madness or not doesn't concern me one bit." Lisa smiled, "All that matters is that I fulfill what is asked of me without fail." Lisa then proceeded to go into Luchadore stance once more, "Now then, I'm afraid one of you will have to die here. That's not a problem, is it?"

Both Mila and Ryu stood battle ready, as they were now locked in a fight with something that was no longer of human origin. Ryu had to be careful, as he could accidently miss and hit this red haired woman with one of his attacks. For now, he had to rely on hand to hand combat to deal with this matter.

Mila herself was starting to feel shaken up. Was she actually prepared to take on a woman who has survived a plummeting attack head first into the ground without a scratch? Though she punched a demon's lights out, this tan woman was definitely something different from them. Even so, she knew she had to hold her ground in this fight. For all she knew it could be her last.

Lisa made the first move and ran at the two in two seconds flat! Mila was caught off guard, but luckily Ryu was able to react as he stopped the incoming punch to Mila with his bare hand.

"I stopped her for you." Ryu noted.

"R-Right!" Mila nodded. She made her move and threw a single jab towards Lisa, however Lisa jumped back before it could make contact.

"An opening!" Mila thought as she ran in on Lisa and began her assault on Lisa. Each jab was faster to connect then the last, and her kicks were lighting quick in this deadly barrage of attacks thrown at the scientist. In her anticipation for another strike, Lisa was grabbed by Mila and from there Mila brought her other arm up under Lisa's extended arm and grabbed it with both hands. Finally Mila whirled Lisa over her head and slammed Lisa into the ground.

Lisa was about to recover herself back to her feet, but was stopped by the sudden pounce of Mila who was on top of Lisa, and proceeded to wail on Lisa with her fist, disabling Lisa to properly defend herself. She was simply receiving brutal punches to the face, reacting in the smallest manner with not even a drop of blood visible on her. Lisa stopped one of her punches and brought her legs up to wrap around Mila's neck to bring Mila to the ground and Lisa on top of her. Lisa got out of that position and switched to a pining grapple of grabbing one of Mila's legs and bending it up while Lisa layed on her.

Mila gritted her teeth in agony at the unbearable bending of her leg. In a ditch effort, Mila punched Lisa in the jaw, weakening Lisa's hold, and allowing Mila to push her off. Both stood back up, having distance from each other to properly scoop one another out.

"Heh, not bad." Lisa smirked, whipping the blood from her lip. "You're quite the fighter."

"Thanks." Mila nodded with a focused expression, "You're a tough one yourself."

"Oh no. I'm just a simple test subject, like ninja boy said, for the bigger picture. But you; you have something that I haven't seen in such a long time…" Lisa stood normal with a dark smile on her face as she spoke those words; "Oh yes…you're just like your father."

Mila's focused was blown out of the water and was replaced with a dreaded astonishment to the revelation that was put out in the open from Lisa. Mila's hands slowly dropped. Her face went pale with stupefaction and her heart beating rapidly in her chest so hard, she had to clutch it.

"W-What…? " Mila swallowed to be able to speak, "W-what…What did you say?"

"Melina Rodriguez; daughter of Victor Rodriguez. I figured you had to be his daughter from the style you use, to the red hair. It's definitely your father's genes down to a T." Lisa speculated, "Who'd of thought he'd actually settle down enough to have a kid..."

"Wait a second!" Mila interrupted, "How do you know about my dad?-!"

"Well—"

Lisa was interrupted by the sudden chiming coming from her pocket. She reached into her pocket and pulled from it her cell phone to answer it.

"This is Lisa Hamilton…Okay…No, keep her alive. We may need her in the future…Don't complain. I would've thought you liked a good game to play…Well anyway, don't kill her. Just bring her back with you. I'll be there as soon as I take care of business here." Lisa hung up her phone and looked back at Mila while slipping it back in her pocket. "So sorry Ms. Mila, but I'm afraid I'll have to disband from this fight."

"What?-! Wait! You can't leave yet!" Mila pleaded, "At least tell me this; if you've seen my father before, do you know where he is now?-!"

Lisa was actually surprised that Mila didn't know where her own father was. "You don't know…Guess I'm supposed to keep that a secret. However instead of worrying about me, you should be worrying about the little scuffle you ran from."

Mila was about to ask what she meant, but then remembered that she did leave Helena to fight Christie on her own. Mila also had a hunch that the woman Lisa was talking to on the phone was definitely Christie! She cursed herself for leaving her behind like that. "Ninja guy! We gotta—huh?"

Mila turned to Ryu only to find that he was gone. Could it be he was gone this whole time? But to where? No matter, Mila looked back at Lisa, only to find that she too had vanished from the place she stood. Mila was now alone in the small construction site, forced to be hung up on her father's whereabouts finally being discovered, but the only person who knew where had vanished from sight the second she turned her back.

"Shit…!" Mila cussed as she ran back through the alley way, running as fast as she could to reach the docks before she was too late and Helena was captured. She jumped over garbage cans and turned lanes in order to reach back to where the submarine was parked.

Finally Mila found the docks by the sound of the sea's waves and turned one last building to see the open area of the docks again. Upon her discovery, there was no sign of the white haired woman anywhere. However what she did see was a tall black figure holding a blond haired woman in his arms.

"Hey! Ninja guy!" Mila called to Ryu as she ran to him. She stopped the second she could get a good look at Helena with a suspenseful expression on her face. Helena seemed to be unconscious and had a bleeding lip and her side was badly damaged. Not only that, but the torso of her outfit was tampered with; like it was forced open by hands.

"Don't worry. She'll be fine." Ryu assured her. "She's been poisoned, but nothing a special anti-biotic can't fix from someone I know."

"Thank you." Mila sighed of relief, "Would've been real bad if that white haired woman took her away. By the way where is she?" Mila asked while looking around cautiously.

"Gone." Ryu answered. Mila was going to question him more, but he turned away before more could be said with Helena still in his arms. "Reach into my pouch on the back of my waist and get my phone. There should be a number on it that says "Zack". Call it and tell him to pick you both up."

"This Zack guys in Japan?" Mila asked.

"Yes. Scouting for DOA contestants. Just as Helena ordered." The super ninja answered. "Now hurry."

Mila wasted no time and reached into the back of the black suited ninja's pouch that was so close to his back side that she couldn't help but blush, hoping she doesn't let her hand slip. Who knows what he'd do then.

She successfully acquired the phone; it was a rather simple cell phone by design. Not even a flip phone. Not bothering to sweat details, Mila clicked the button on the phone and found Zack's number right there. She clicked on it, and held it to her ear for a response.

"Hello!~ This is the super fly Zack on the phone! How ya doin'?-!"

"Hello Zack! This is Mila! I—!"

"Ha-ha! Gotcha! I'm not here at the moment, so please leave a message!"

Mila heard the beep and groaned irritably as she ended the call right there. "He's not there."

"Hmmm…No choice then." Ryu sighed, "You two will have to come with me."

"T-To where?" Mila asked cautiously.

"Don't worry. I'm just taking you to a man I know that can help your friend." Ryu assured her, "The poison coursing through Ms. Douglas's veins is infused with a Wiccan recipe; more than any normal doctor can heal."

"Wiccan…Wait. You know who Helena is?" Mila questioned.

Ryu was getting annoyed with the questions as now was not the best time to be asking. Still, he could at least understand why she would be nervous. She seems like a normal girl who's been caught up in a dangerous world. But then again, if she is just a normal girl with MMA skills…what about her father? He may have left their fight, but Ryu did over hear the talk of Mila's father. Victor Rodriguez…There had to be more to that name then he's thinking.

"Um…hello?"

Ryu turned his attention back to Mila from his train of thought to at least answer her previous question. "To answer your last question; yes, I know of Ms. Helena Douglas. But that's another matter all together." Ryu then took a knee and looked over his shoulder at the red head. "For now, just get on my back. We need to go to the man I know and quickly. The poison in Ms. Douglas's veins may be weak, but if not treated soon, she could potentially fall into comatose."

Mila gasped and ran to Ryu without warning. She grabbed on to him with her arms over his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his waist. Ryu stood up and turned to the building in which Christie last stood.

"There's still two more questions I really need to ask." Mila asked before Ryu took off. (To his chargin)

"What are they? And make them quick." Ryu ordered.

"W-Well first; how are you able to have a phone if you 're a ninja, and how do you know about Wiccan recipes? I thought Ninjas didn't know about that stuff."

Ryu guessed a ninja with a cell phone was a bit out of the ordinary, but the Wiccan knowledge was a more obvious reason.

"Simple. I just have friends in high and low places…or maybe the better term is friend…Anyway, let's go."

Mila nodded as she held on tight and all three of them vanished in the blink of an eye with black crow feathers flowing in the wind from their wake.

JAPAN

Kyoto

22:03 p.m.

The two ladies and the black haired demon killer finally appeared off the long train ride from Tokyo to Kyoto with no issues…well except with a bunch of dudes trying to flirt with Kasumi and Kokoro, and Dante deciding to start something with them after a side comment on Dante's fohawk-like hairstyle. The result was brutal. Dante was lucky Kokoro knew the train driver as a worker of her mother's DOATEC Corporation in Japan, otherwise getting home would be even more difficult.

All three of them exited the train station and were met with the city of Kyoto in its entire splendor. The culture was practically pouring all over the city as there stood buildings that have been standing since the edo period with smooth wooden texture and the very streets still being sand. The shops and other attractions were stationed in the old Japanese style as they were long ago, carrying a sort of cultural enlightenment for the eyes to see. Sure there were telephone poles present, but even so it was still magical. To make this scenery even more believable, there were also people who wore kimonos of beautiful variety from old to young. And to make the time even more magical, the night breeze rolled in and in the air blew ripe sakura petals through the city, really creating the significant beauty that showered the city streets.

"Ah Kyoto." Kasumi smiled, "Still as beautiful as I remembered."

"Oh no." Kokoro blushed with a smile, "I-It's the same old city as it was for a long time. Anyway, let's get going. Mother should be waiting for us."

"Right." Kasumi nodded, "Let's go, Dante…Dante?"

Both Kasumi and Kokoro looked back at Dante. Dante didn't move at all, nor did he say a word. He had an impressed and at the same time amazed expression from being captivated by the beauty of the city and all it had to offer.

"Dante?" Kasumi called.

Dante quickly snapped out of it and once again looked back at the girls. "What? Oh, sorry about that."

"I know. It's quite beautiful, isn't it?" Kokoro smiled brightly, "That's the magic of Kyoto."

The three continued to walk down the streets of Kyoto, seeing the beautiful scenery that was being displayed to them. Kasumi and Kokoro decided to let Dante take the lead, as they both smiled at how Dante was so captivated by the city. He truly was like a kid at Disney world for the first time; speechless.

Dante himself couldn't help but look in curiosity and interest at the city. The sakura petals blissfully flying on the air, the culture being so rich and righteous, the people sharing their interest in a wholesome and happy way; even though there's so much terror in the world, they still somehow are able to find that silver lining that allowed them to hold strong to their traditions and let that guide them through their history to bring here. He didn't know why, or what it was that was doing it, but for the first time in a long time…he felt safe here...almost peaceful.

"Dan-chan!" Kokoro called.

Dante quickly turned to see Kokoro, but for a brief second before his eyes, Kokoro looked younger; at least the age of six or seven years old, wearing a cute little Kimono and the sun shining brightly in the sky with sakura petals breezing through the air.

A small petal got into his eye and upon brushing it out, Dante saw Kokoro as her older self again along with Kasumi being there as well. Dante was confused as to what he had just seen, and wondered if what he saw was real or not. Obviously not real, but…did he really see that, or was his mind playing tricks on him.

"Are you coming?" Kokoro called as she and Kasumi were making a turn down another lane.

"I'm coming!" Dante called back as he ran to them and continued walking down another path. On the other side of this long pathway was a large home that stood taller than most of the other homes and held a more wealthy air about it from the actual cemented building and long guard wall that surrounded the building inside its boundaries.

"There it is!" Kokoro presented cheerfully as she stood before Kasumi and Dante with arms out at the large building, "My home!"

"Wow!" Kasumi exclaimed, "It's a lot bigger then when I last came here!"

"You've been here before?" Dante questioned.

"Yes. It was a few years ago, after…after I ran away." Kasumi confessed.

"Ran away from what?" Dante curiously questioned.

"It's in the past now." Kasumi waved. "It's not important now."

"There you go again. Keepin' secrets from me, and not givin' me answers." Dante vexed with his arms crossed, "And you still haven't answered the questions from before."

"Look, I'll answer those when I can." Kasumi insisted, "But for now, just trust me. I know what I'm doing."

"Which is?" Dante asked.

Kasumi thought about it thoroughly for an answer that was half baked, and quickly came up with the words; "To protect Kokoro from danger and to also find out if Christie has something to do with all this."

Dante stared her down for a few seconds before sighing and dropping his arms in surrender. "Whatever. But don't think this is all done. You got some explainin' to do after all this."

Kasumi nodded in acceptance.

"Hey, would you two come on?-!" called Kokoro. The two looked to see that they were talking while Kokoro was already down the lane by her door.

"We better get going." Kasumi suggested.

"Yeah, yeah…" Dante said lazily.

Both jogged to the large and wealthy house, but Dante still didn't feel trust worthy of Kasumi. He didn't know what it was, but he knew something was being told to him besides the obvious questions. There was more than that and he knew it. However, he decided to play dumb for now to see more of what this Kasumi was keeping from him. "Still I wonder why these demons are attacking these set people." Dante wondered, "But I doubt she'd know…would she?"

JAPAN

Unknown location

21:43 p.m.

The red headed girl had heard another flush of wind soar through her ear and finally dissipate into silence. Now all that could be heard was a slight echo as if they were in some sort of cave.

"You can open your eyes now."

Mila did as the ninja said as she slowly got off of Ryu and looked around. There was nothing around them but complete darkness and the only light visible was the one that shined over her and Ryu like a questioning room. She looked back at Helena's unconscious body to make sure nothing looked wrong with her.

"W-Where are we?" Mila asked.

"You've returned."

Mila was caught off guard by the sound of a male voice from the darkness. It sound like he was a few steps away from the light, but she still couldn't see him.

"Yes. Unfortunately we've hit a problem in the plan." Ryu noted. He nodded down at the French blonde's body in his arms.

"Quickly take her to our specialist. She'll know what to do."

Ryu nodded and walked into the darkness, opposite to the voice. Mila stood there all alone within the light, looking around for any glimmer of human existence within the darkness. Alas, no luck at all.

"And you are?"

Mila was startled a bit by the sudden male voice asking her a question. She didn't want to be rude (or have something worse happen to her) so she complied with an answer; "I-I'm here with that woman…Is she going to be okay?"

"Don't worry. We have an expert in this issue; she'll take care of it."

Mila sighed of relief. She at least knew that they could be trusted enough to help Helena. Even so that still didn't erase the doubt that she felt of who she was even talking to.

"Thank you, but…who are you?" Mila asked.

"I'll tell you in a moment, but first, you must know this; forget the world you think you know. The reality you've been so use to is now nothing but a mirage."

"You mean…the demons?" Mila questioned.

"Yes. You're part of this now—You see them, they see you. Now you can either fight, or die."

"W-Wow...you guys don't beat around the bush, huh?" Mila said, "I guess this was the choices Dante had to make...Oh, hey, do you know a guy named Dante? He fights demons too."

The voice didn't respond. Mila was worried that she said something that infuriated him to not make him speak. The voice was replaced by the tapping of shoes walking closer and closer to the light. Mila was under suspense at what was going to happen when his foot finally stepped into the light above her.

Finally a foot entered the light and soon, his whole body appeared before her, bathed in the light foe her to see clearly; the man wore a black long coat with blue interior and a long collar. He also wore light blue gloves, blue slacks and black dress shoes. He wore a strange metal mask on his face that had its eyes tapped and a strange sharp toothed smile. But what made Mila actually cautious of this man was the fact that he had a long katana in his hands. Luckily for her, it wasn't drawn and still in its sheath.

"So…you know Dante." The masked man said. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised."

"Is he a friend of yours?" Mila asked.

"Something like that..." The masked man slowly reached for his mask and began to take it off of his face. Mila stared in anticipation for what his true face might reveal for her.

The mask finally came off and hit the hard ground with an echoing hit to the ground.

Mila looked at the man, and was completely taken back by the very face he wore. Though his hair was pure white and brushed back, there was no mistaking their same blue eyes in the slightest. Their facial expressions were a bit different and their complexity differed ever so slightly, but it was obvious that they were one in the same with their faces.

"D-Dante…?" Mila accidentally uttered.

"No…" The man answered with a stern expression and voice to match. "It's nice to make your acquaintance, Ms. Mila. My name is Vergil...I'm his brother."