Act 2 - The Message

Several weeks have passed since Dante's run in with the Order of the Sword at Fortuna, and Dante's life has become a little more relaxed since Lady is no longer complaining about others stealing her targets. Even now Dante is still amused when thinking about Nero, Fortuna's little upstart demon slayer with an attitude no worse than Dante's when he was at that age. Dante smirked laying down on his couch in the Devil May Cry office, musing to himself the kind of life he would grow into a few years down the line. He was even considering on sending the kid his own Devil May Cry neon sign if he could ever figure out when his birthday was.

"So you're Dante, the second son of Sparda." In an instant a cloaked woman was in his office, he could feel her presence outside his office for a few seconds before she materialized inside.

This girl has got guts, I'll give her that much. Dante wasn't concerned though; he could feel no hostility from her. Dante lazily opened one eye and became curious. This woman was wearing a scarlet dress like the women in Fortuna, she kept her head down and her face hidden by shadows and spoke in a blunt but polite manner. Dante thought that whatever she might have to say might be interesting enough to keep him entertained for a little while.

"So what if I am? Not many people call me by that name lady." Dante closed his eye moved around a little to make himself more comfortable for his inevitable nap.

"It's not a matter of 'if'; I know your face as it is the same as the elder son, your brother Vergil."

Opening both his eyes, Dante's interest in this woman grew even more. He can't even remember the last time anyone ever said his name, let alone knew that he was a twin and the older one at that; so how could she have known. The woman's kept her composure and despite Dante giving off an intimidating atmosphere, she did not return the hostility.

"And how would you know that, if you don't mind me asking." Dante was less concerned why she was here and more as to how she knew what he knew, he had to know.

"It matters not how, but as to where his current location." The woman replied.

What is with these people and their damn problem with giving a straight god-damned answer.

"Sorry to be the one to tell you, but Vergil's dead; he's been dead a long time."

How many times did he have to come to terms with those words, three? How long did it take him to accept those words, he can't remember. But he did and as much as he hates it, he had to. Dante couldn't let himself run his life into the ground further than it has already by refusing to accept reality.

"What proof do you have of his demise?" The woman asked.

Now I know she's just trying to piss me off. Dante sat up and gave to woman a mean glare as to mean 'how dare you'.

"I was there; I'm the one who killed him.

"What if I were to tell you that there is a chance that your brother still lives? It's not much but I have heard a rumor from the demon realm that relates to your brother."

"I'm listening" I'll humor her.

"In the demon realm there sits a construct that resembles a fortress, deep within its walls is a dungeon and arena. Inside that dungeon awaits your brother, their prisoner, being manipulated into their puppet. Deconstructing his mind in a way Mundus could not until he becomes their ultimate weapon to use in their plan against the Demon King, use Vergil to kill him and they will take his place with your brother being used at their attack dog.

I understand this is a lot to take in; I myself cannot validate the authenticity of this rumor. All I know about them is that they are members of the Orion Society.

But I believe that as his brother, who has lost just as much as he has, would like to know this piece of information and decide for yourself whether or not this information is too believed."

Dante sat in silence, there is a good possibility that this is another trap, similar to how Mundus used Trish. But why send someone as unsociable as her instead of someone else, and the rumor sounds a bit too informative to be a rumor. If it's true then there's no way Mundus wouldn't know about it and wipe out any potential threat with the full force of those under his command.

But what if it's true, what if all this time Vergil was still alive, there's no way he'd be happy with being another one's puppet again, maybe this time, this time for sure Dante can bring him back for good.

"Then I'll just have to go there and see for myself now won't I?" With his cocky attitude retuning he couldn't help himself. The woman smiles and for the first time looked up and stared Dante in the eyes and then disappears in a cloud of purple smoke.

"Purple eyes huh? Well…" Dante stretched out his arms and let out a loud yawn "Better get the gang back together for a road trip though hell."

In the forests outside of Fortuna City, Nero continues his training to master his new abilities as well as well as Yamato, it's been hard and he has progressed so little in the past weeks, but he is improving none the less. Dante sat back and watch a little bit before the kid finally took notice of him.

"Dante? What are you doing here?" Casually walking over Dante greets Nero.

"Well just I was relaxing back at my place and was wondering if you'd be interested in a literal road trip through hell?"