Dante was still holding me in a bridal style position in his arms as he headed down the sidewalk. I had gotten my cloak on before we left, making me feel a bit more comfortable. God, I swore I'd never take it off and look what happened! I did! Someone hit me for taking it off!

Dante looked down at me as I sighed and crossed my arms under the cloak. "What's wrong, babe?" He asked.

"Oh, nothing. Just in the arms of a pervert." I answered as Dante chuckled.

"You love it though."

"I do not!!" I yelled, blushing.

I was enjoying it, but I wasn't gonna admit it!!

Dante only shook his head, smirking.

Damn his smirk...I closed my eyes, preventing myself from looking up at him. God, I could still see his face with that heart melting smirk planted on it! Why must I be tortured like this?

It felt like ages before Dante finally came to a stop. "Hey, NoName." Dante spoke, shaking me softly.

I cracked my eyes open, having fallen asleep. I looked up at Dante before out towards a warehouse. We were in a lumber yard; the place smelled of pine and other stuff. Logs were pilled up neatly everywhere, and trucks; empty and full with logs were parked around the place. The warehouse looked newer; nothing really out of place. No broken windows, no spray paint all over it. But it had this ominous feeling to it; one that would make anyone run for it.

I looked up at Dante as he slowly set me down. I stumbled slightly before regaining my balance; my limbs still hurt, but I forced myself to stay standing. Dante started towards the warehouse. I took a deep breath, before limping after him. I really wish I could've stayed at Devil May Cry but nooo I had to get dragged along! I should stab him in the leg and make him feel the pain that I feel right now!

...Hey, a shiny piece of metal!

I looked around before snatching up the shiny metal bar, and grinning before stopping and blinking.

What the hell!? I was going nuts over a shiny metal bar!?

...Oh well, finder's keepers!

The noise of a metal door shutting caught my attention and I quickly hobbled over to the door. I pushed it opened and limped inside. I stood on a metal landing; large machines and what not were poised inside; shut off. Sawdust was in piles and scattered along the ground. Looking around, I spotted Dante looking around the place.

I started to go down the few steps there but instantly stopped when the sound of metal hitting the ground caught both mine and Dante's attention. I looked at the metal bar in my hand; I was clutching it tightly, so it hadn't fallen. I swallowed. God help us, we weren't alone. I swallowed hard again as I looked around. I wanted to turn and high tail it out of there, but I couldn't...

"Well would you look who came." A rather familiar voice suddenly spoke.

I jumped and jerked up head up towards the metal ceiling rafters as Dante did the same. The man who attacked me from before was standing up there, his cloak covering his body. "You again?!" I choked out.

He looked towards me and smirked. "Yes, me again."

Quick! Someone shoot him!!

"So you're the problem here? Tch, I was looking forward to something stronger." Dante said as the man looked at him.

The man chuckled, "You have yet to witness my power, Dante." He said as Dante shrugged.

"The only power I've witness is the power of boredom."

"Then allow me, Silvius, to make do with you!" The man, who I'm presuming was Silvius, lunged down at Dante with his sword drawn.

Dante whipped Rebellion off his back and both swords clashed together. Silvius's feet hit the ground before he jumped back from Dante as he made a swing at him. Both men lunged at each other, getting into fast pace battle. The sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the warehouse and all I could do was watch.

God, I was, again, useless as a fly.

Dante and Silvius locked swords, but trying to push the other back. "Why attack NoName anyways?" Dante asked.

"I was told to." Silvius answered before shoving him back and then jumping back.

Landing on the ground, Silvius held his sword hold to his side as Dante held his in front of him. "Told to?" He asked.

"By someone..." Silvius brought his gaze towards me. "Named Michelle."