And another chapter uploaded! This ones a little shorter than the last chapter, but hopefully it will serve it's purpose.

But, and I don't mean for this to sound harsh towards everyone, but when your commenting on these stories, I was wondering if you could comment about what you personally think are strengths and weaknesses of the story so far. It will make things better for us all. Thank you in advance.

Disclaimer: I still don't own a single part of this franchise.

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"You think she'll find out what's wrong with him?" Dante questioned as he leaned against the wall, right next to the now closed door, his arms folded over his chest as he stared sorrowfully at the dull wall before him, trying to distract himself from his own thoughts.

Trish could only shrug her shoulders at the question, as she herself was still unsure of what would be the right thing to say to the red hunter, while a small and reassuring painted her pretty lips.

"Stop worrying!" Lady suddenly snapped at the son of Sparda in frustration, as she quickly stomped over to the older slayer, her fists clenched at her sides as she glared at the man. She was getting extremely sick of this!

Dante stared at the dark haired human, a confused expression upon his face.

"He's gonna be fine! We've dealt with way worse than this!" She exclaimed, seething as she uttered those words, before she stormed off into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her as she did so. The devil hunter sighed, then turned his gaze back to the wall, while Trish reassured him for the umpteenth time that everything will be alright no matter what...but he had heard enough times by now.

'I just hope that it won't end the same way it did with him.' He thought sorrowfully and hopefully to himself, as memories of the past came rushing back to him like a hailstorm of bullets in his brain.

Memories of events that he so desperately hoped would not be repeated in the present.

-Meanwhile inside the room-

'Okay, Sophie. Just relax, and this will all work out.' She thought to herself, as she took a few deep breaths, placing her bow upon the floor with the rest of her items. The blonde had to admit, that she had never been the best at uttering the spells correctly, and sometimes they had even backfired on her, her family and friends.

She sighed sadly at those memories.

Sophie then reached over and grabbed the artifact by it's glimmering golden handle, lifting the slightly heavy and eerie mirror up off the ground. She gave it a slow look over, as her emerald eyes darted over every detail they could see. The glass was completely see-through, yet said glass had a purple tint, while seven gold claws decorated the top of the magnifying glass, and four more decorated each side of the handle, two claws upon each side. There was a mystical pattern written along the outside of the glass, while there appeared to be a creepy cat eye upon each of the lower sections of the artifact. They always seemed to be looking straight ahead.

Her mother had obtained it from a crazy human scientist, back in her days, who had given it to Debrah, who had infused with demonic abilities, before then passing it onto her daughter.

Sophie finally flipped the artifact around in her hand, before she stepped over to her friend's almost lifeless form.

'What if it backfires on you again, weakling? What if it hurts him? You wouldn't want that on your conscious now would you?' Questioned a deep and cruel voice from within the blonde's own mind, and Sophie's hand gripped a touch tighter around the handle of the magnifying glass, as those words echoed in her ears.

"For once can you shut the fuck up." The blonde quietly gritted out, yet the unfortunately familiar voice was far from intimidated by it's host's words, as it just chuckled at the angered woman.

'On your head be it, weakling.' Whispered the voice, before it finally faded away to the back of Sophie's mind, leaving her alone for the time being.

The blonde breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that the beast had not won the battle between them this time, before she continued on, crossing her fingers, while she silently begged for the artifact to work in her favour.

And after closing her right eye, she peered deep into the mirror with her left...and then finally uttered the spell.

"Videam, per oculum, videt, omnia quae, potest!" She shouted, uttering the spell piece by piece, just as her mother had shown her, before the glass suddenly began to sway with purple ripples that disturbed the smooth glass before her very eye...until it finally allowed her to scan Nero's entire being.

And what she saw before her instantly grabbed her curiousity by it's throat.

Both demonic and human energy was flowing through the half-breed's body as normal, yet as she moved the mirror up his body and to his mind...the energy became extremely different and seemed to be fluctuating with an aura demonic magic, that was most certainly foreign to Nero's body.

"It's definitely a spell." She quietly muttered to herself, as if to keep the information as a mental note, before she took a closer look.

Each type of magic had a different colour, that could be easily seen through the mirror, along with the multi-coloured life force that flowed through every living being of earth, heaven and hell. And said life was indeed running through Nero's body, entertwining like thick ethereal strings from head to toe within the man.

But the colour of the magic, that had entangled itself around the half-breed's mind...was a bright shade of white.

She quickly deactivated the artifact and then placed it on the ground, before she rushed over to her little space of items and yanked one of the books off the ground. It was entitled: The Colours of Heavenly and Demonic Magic. She thenskimmed through half of said book, her eyes sharply darting through the knowledge upon each page of the book...until she finally reached the information she was looking for as she placed her finger upon the paper.

"White. The colour of dream spells and life spells. This energy/aura will appear within the brain and heart respectively." The blonde muttered at a fast pace under her breath, before she quickly slammed the book shut. Getting off the floor, she ran over to the door and yanked it open, surprising the other hunters as they turned their gazes upon their young friend.

"Have you figured out what's happened?" Lady instantly questioned.

"It's a dream spell." Sophie explained shortly to the others.

"A dream spell?" Trish repeated up, as she pushed herself off the wall on the other side of the corridor, her eyes fixed upon the younger blonde who nodded in affirmation.

"Yeah...but that's all I could figure out on my own." She sadly confessed, her ears low upon her head while a deep frown painted her lips. She desperately wished that she knew how to reverse the spell.

All four hunters stood in silence.

They knew what the spell was now, yet none of them were any closer to helping Nero, and god only knew what the spell was even doing to him while they were standing around. But suddenly, Sophie's body began to tremble with irritation, her fists clenched at her sides, before she suddenly stormed back into the room, shoved her things back into her bag and then stomped back out.

Dante and the two ladies held expression of confusion and curiousity upon all their faces.

"Come on you three! It's reading time!" She proclaimed through gritted teeth, her eyes suddenly blazing with determination.

"Uh, no thanks. I'll stay with Nero." Dante instantly answered, backing away from his companions, just as they all turned their gazes upon him, waiting for a reason as to why he would not assist them in finding answers.

"In case something happens." He easily explained to the others.

Sophie just shrugged, and simply strolled down the stairs with her items in her bag in her hands, Lady and Trish smiling at the older slayer before they joined the blonde at her sides, leaving Dante to enter his ansd his fiance's bedroom. He sat down at his lover's side, while the ladies, yet again, did all the thinking for our poor and concerned devil hunter.

But things would only get worse...before they got better.

Now things are starting to become clear to them now. But I wonder how Nero is doing at the moment?

Also, here is the translation of the spell: "Let me see through the eye, that sees all that I cannot."

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