The room was cold. It was damp and dark. What looked like a mouse skittered across the floor leaving a faint trail in the grime. It stopped in front of the man that was laying face down on the floor. It squeaked in surprise as he twitched and groaned.

How much more of this would he have to take. He was looking count of the time that he had been here, he had also lost count of the times he'd been dragged to and from different rooms in the dungeon. He assumed it was a dungeon, it looked like the prison under the Council hall but smelt a damn sight worse.

Dante pressed his hand to his forehead and felt the sticky mess of blood. He hissed in pain as he gently touched it exploring the wound. He was still without his demon energy to heal and the pain would almost make him pass out. His captors were too good to let that happen though. They would inject him with just enough to dull his senses.

He rolled onto his back and yelped in surprise and pain. He sat up as quickly as his aching ribs would allow him and craned his neck trying to see the damage. Red welts were all across his back and arms. He hung his head between his legs trying to breath in a large lungful of air to steady himself.

"Sucks to be you don't it, sweet cheeks?" A soft female voice cooed from the darkness. Dante's eyesight swam as he spun his head into the direction of the voice. He knew he shouldn't have moved so fast, the dizziness almost made him stumble over again once he had clambered to his feet.

"Really, you didn't need to get up…" The voice purred again from the shadows. Dante strained his eyes trying to see who was there and took a few unsteady steps forward leaning against the cold rough wall for support. He gasped in surprise.

"Nev…?" His guitar was standing before him in demon form, the clouds of bats around her were making it hard to distinguish her from the surroundings. He coughed and wiped at the corner of his mouth. He grimaced as he saw more blood on the back of his hand.

Nevan came closer and put a hand on his shoulder, it stung where she touched the welts and he growled at her. "Why are you here?" He leaned against the wall pushing her hand from his shoulder.

"Master…" Nevan looked hurt.

"Don't call me that, you know I don't get off on it" Dante snapped at her.

"But you are, you defeated me, you bound me…" Nevan trailed off and paused looking out the high window at the swirling colours outside.

"That really isn't the issue now is it?!" Dante fell back against the wall and glared at her. "What do you want?"

"I just wanted to say sorry for your rough treatment… Daiki is a harsh creature… he only will employ the best."

Dante rubbed his throat. He knew quite how harsh he was, in quite an intimate way. He was just glad that was the worst thing that had happened to him so far. Being thrashed by a fire whip was painful. He winched as he sat on the floor the welts on his back rubbing against the brickwork.

"She was just doing her job…" Nevan knelt next to him. "She's not a bad demon really."

Dante sighed and looked up at Nevan. He was surprised to see tears glimmering in her eyes. "What are you talking about? Its just a few whip marks, I'll be ok in a while just watch me. I've had much worse happen to me before remember."

Nevan nodded her head. "Nbushe doesn't know her own strength. Were as I would rather break the man with pleasure… she is an artist of pain…"

"Nbushe?"

"She's my sister, my older sister. She was recruited to fight back before your father was the man he would become, strong, handsome…" She trailed off lost in memories.

Dante's head was spinning again. This time from confusion. "Sister? There's more than one of you?"

"There's three actually, Nerina is my twin, she prefers pleasure as well… we were very close…" Nevan gave Dante a wink, he smirked. He looked Nevan over and smiled again to himself, he knew exactly where she was going with that and he had no problems thinking up the images in his head to go with it.

"I'm sorry Dante, but I have to use this" She held up a seeing stone, it seemed to be filled with liquid.

"No, no more games, Nev. I'm not about to suck anyone else off." Dante shook his head and rested it on his knees. "Leave me alone ok? Tell them to back off. Vergil will just get all the more angry… You're all going to die anyway don't you know?"

Nevan nodded and held the stone up. "Nerina has been sent to destroy his guards…"

Dante's eyes shot open. "You what?"

"To overthrow his grounds?" Nevan filched away from Dante, he had a mad glint in his eye.

Dante threw his head back and laughed. "You have got to be kidding me. Firstly you guys cheat by getting me in a trap, then you're so scared of me that you inject me with all sorts of shit to make me human, and then, you decide it's a wise move to try to take out the demon army that just to happens to be willing to die for my brother?" Dante rocked with laughter gasping with the pain but unable to stop himself.

Nevan looked at the floor. "I didn't say it was a good plan." She couldn't help but laugh slightly.

Dante wiped his eyes and carried on. "AND, to top that off your goatsnakeman wants to be the new Hell Lord?" He slapped his thigh. "Yes, sending Vergil images of me in pain will make him come here, but I don't think treecock knows quite just how much pain he is bringing onto himself."

The door flew open and with a sharp crack of orange light a burning fire whip had wrapped itself around Dante's neck cutting off the circulation. He struggled to breath and clawed at it. The smell of burning flesh was filling his nostrils and the pain was almost too much. The user gave it a sharp tug and Dante collapsed against the wall clutching at his bleeding neck gasping for breath as it snapped back to the owner.

"Just take the images and transmit them…" The female voice was cold.

"Yes sister" Nevan held the orb high and recorded Dante cowering against the wall. She stored the images and held it out to the other person. "Vergil is going to kill us for sure."

"Don't bet on it" The other person paused the stoked Nevan's hair gently away from her face before bending to her and kissing her full on the lips, nipping at her bottom lip before pulling away. "Sister".

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Vergil – Capcom

Dante – Capcom

Alice – OC TwistedAlice

Kestrel – OC Blackiriss

Carver – OC Vrejusnor

Daiki – OC Jezzann

Tia – OC Blackiriss

Nerina – OC TwistedAlice

Nbushe – OC TwistedAlice

Nevan – Capcom