"Ah, you're finally awake. I almost wondered you weren't gonna wake up."

Dante finally opened his pale blue eyes and the first sight that greeted him was an angry crowd of people throwing glares and disgusted looks at him.

"What the hell is going on here?" Dante uttered out loud the first thought that came through his head. Really what the hell is going on here?! How the hell did he get here? Not to mention, why and how the hell is he currently tied up to a log in the first place? He remembers fighting Vergil while also fighting demons in the Underworld but that's just it.

"No evil can survive The Holy Fire. The Holy Fire burns and cleanses!" A bald man in a strange almost medieval-like armor nearby spoke out. He has two guards with swords wearing similar clothing following him.

"Holy Fire! Enlighten, burn, and cleanse!" The crowd chanted.

"Behold! The flame of grace and mercy!" The bald man dramatically declared as he lits a torch on fire and raised it up.

Seeing all of this, Dante could guess that he's about to get executed by these people for reasons he currently doesn't know. They're more like freaks and weirdos if he was being brutally honest. Not to mention, he's surrounded by wood and that there's a scent of gasoline in them or at least similar to one.

"Death by fire, huh?" Dante muttered as he looks around. The crowd is enjoying it. Heck, everyone is enjoying it. These people really don't know what they're doing. Do they know he's immune to fire? Oh, well, "I might as well indulge them for now."

"Special pyre for you, freak! Nice, slow burning. You'll beg for mercy in all the voices known to you like all the others before." The bald man said as he's about to lit the wood surrounding Dante on fire.

Dante raised a brow at his words and insult, "Is that so? Oh well. Let's get this over with. I'm bored. I gotta be somewhere else than be here." Dante then yawns lazily.

Unnerved by Dante's reply and nonchalant attitude, the bald man spits on Dante's face and angrily lits every wood surrounding Dante on fire, "Burn, you cretin!"

"Ugh. Yuck! Why you have to spit on my face?" Dante complained as burning hot flames began to spread everywhere on his body, "My handsome beautiful face."

The bald man smirked sadistically as the flames have now entirely covered Dante on fire while the crowd cheered and chanted repeatedly.

However after a minute passes, everyone went silent and stood slack-jawed with surprise. They can't explain it. The white haired man in a red coat seems to be unaffected by the flames and the flames in turn freed his binds, finally setting him free.

"Ah, much better." Dante commented as he confidently walks forward while being completely on fire, "Can't someone get some water? I'm sweating here. Oh wait. Right. I'm on fire. Give me a second here."

"What is this?! How?!" The bald man shouted in anger and frustration.

Dante meanwhile performs a powerful uppercut which causes the flames within him to fly upwards where it dissipates instantly. He then looks at the bald man who seems to be in charge of this hullabaloo.

"So, does this mean I'm not evil? Your so called Holy Fire didn't burn me and it sure as hell didn't burn my clothes either. Oh, well. I'll take my leave. Adios." Dante mockingly salutes him and begins striding forward like nothing happened.

"Stop!" The bald man shouted however Dante ignores him and continues onwards. This quickly infuriates him. He looks to his two guards, "Kill the freak! He must have used a spell!"

The two guards nodded at his order. They pull out their swords on their hips and began charging at the red coated man.

At this, Dante quickly pulls out his trusty sawn-off shotgun Coyote-A and instantly shoots at the guards' swords, easily blowing it into pieces.

Seeing what it did to their swords, everyone backed away in fear and shock. Not to mention, the horrible loud sound coming from his shotgun made everyone pale in horror with some even pissing their pants. Dante dryly chuckles at this before looking around. It's pretty clear for him that he's in a city that's for sure. But many things doesn't make sense. Why do people dress like they're in the Middle Ages and the Renaissance Era? Not to mention, the city's aesthetics looks like a mix of both. Heck, it's almost like he traveled back in time. No matter, Dante will find a clearer answer sooner or later. However it's time for him to play a show.

"Alright, you primitive screw heads. Listen up. This is my BOOMSTICK!" Dante shouted as he raised Coyote-A in the air, smiling inside his head as everyone backs away even further in fear and horror, "And if you don't want to get shot by this thing, I suggest you get the hell outta my way."

"We will not be intimidating by you, freak! You're nothing!" The bald man spat venomously before he pulls out his sword. He then charges recklessly with his sword at the ready.

Dante sighs lazily and simply shoots the bald man at his left leg, eliciting a painful gasp from him and causing him to fall face planted. The horrible sound from his shotgun this time causes the crowd to panic. Everyone screamed in horror as they begin running away from the scene.

Dante meanwhile blows the smoke coming from Coyote-A, "Guess I don't have to worry about someone blocking my way then."

"Who are you?" The bald man weakly asked as he struggles to remain conscious while lying weakly on the ground.

Dante turns to him and simply smiles, "Sweet dreams, baldy." He then walks over him, "Now, which direction should I go? Decisions, decisions."

A/N: Since I noticed there's not a lot of Devil May Cry X The Witcher crossover. I should probably make one. Please do tell me your thought on this.