Hello one and all to another adventure to this great fanfic and just to make something clear, Holy weapons are not going to kill Dante but depending on the quality of the weapon, it will slow down his healing. I only got that idea because of Helluva Boss episode 5 made things a little clearer. Example: Given, Striker's sniper rifle is higher quality than Vaggie's spear. I wanted it to be a surprise for Vox to think it could kill him, but you guys kept asking me that I had to say it here now. So, yeah. Anyway, let's get to some Q&A.

Sonic(Guest): Lucky for you, this chapter will include I.M.P and there will be no Loona x Dante shipping here if that's what you mean. (Also if you're that one guest who is spamming me and being a little troll, I will have no choice but to disable all guest reviews from this story.) Also No Vergil or Nero or any of the other Devil May Cry characters

Pirohiko-Baltazar: Yes God is the only one who can kill Dante, but that's not happening anytime soon.

Wondering A.K.A, AlphaLoneWolf: I like that idea.

Alexander135: I didn't know I made that reference. Small World

Clown2107: Yeah I did change that up. As For the Devil Arm Lucifer, I'll mention it at some point. And there may or may not be a sequel to this story. And again, no one but Dante in this story.

That's all for now so let's dive into Hell!

Mission 12: Battle of the Bands

Part one: Sound Check

In Hell, you could barely call something a regular day with new sinners arriving in various ways. Their lives once taken or lost have been brought to a place where they stew in their own negative traits and suffer punishments brought on themselves. However, some demons and sinners have adjusted well enough to their new afterlife. One such woman was once a schoolteacher named Mrs. Mayberry, who was strolling along the sidewalk with a content smile on her face. While she initially felt screwed over for ending up in Hell, she felt glad that her husband and the woman he cheated on her with weren't alive in the Mortal Realm any longer. With a sense of satisfaction in remembering her choice to hire the Immediate Murder Professionals to kill the whore that slept with her husband. "You know, for a girl like me to be fine in a place like this, it really says a lot with how I'm fine with knowing I'm a shitty person. That bastard and the whore he fucked instead of me had it coming," Mayberry said to herself before she approached an alley that four individuals hid in.

"That's her. I know it," said a red succubus with a large pair of breasts and wide hips. She wore an off-shoulder black top that showed off her cleavage, a pair of ripped jeans, and a pair of skull earrings. "She's the bitch who tried to kill me and had to get those Satan spawns to do it instead."

"Don't worry, Martha. We'll help get her," said her husband as he put his arm around her waist.

"Thank you, dear," she said before kissing him, then turned to the two children at their feet. "You ready, kids?"

"Yeah," the kids said as they revealed a pair of butcher knives and the husband held some rope in his hands.

"When we get her, we'll be eating well tonight," Martha said as she and her cannibalistic family were ready to chase after the woman partially responsible for sending them to Hell. "Now!" With the matriarch's signal, the four jumped Mayberry, dragging her into the alley while tying her up like a Thanksgiving turkey and gagging her mouth shut. "Hey there, bitch! Remember me," Martha asked as she leaned closer to Mayberry, making her breasts jiggle.

Mayberry had a look of pure rage as she recognized the demon's face and tits, absolutely livid at the memory of discovering the woman fucking her husband. She could only spout muffled curse words at the demon whore. "What's that? We can't hear you," the husband mocked.

"I think she's still mad that she couldn't kill me herself after shooting her husband," Martha said as she wrapped her hands around her husband's arm. "Then again, we were going to do the same," she remarked, confusing Mayberry. "Oh, didn't those fucking hellspawn say anything about our life back home? I like to see myself as a dutiful wife and mother, providing for her family's meals. I do so much that I'm allowed to give myself some treats. Especially when I share them with my husband and kids."

"And you know how much we love your cooking, honey," the husband said as he made sure Mayberry's restraints were tight.

"You see, I may have been fucking your hubby's brains out since you couldn't get him off with your body, but I had to test to see if he was a good meal for me and my kin," Martha told Mayberry, clueing her in on the family's cannibalism.

Seeing her husband as nothing but an edible sex toy infuriated Mayberry even more and she was able to ungag herself. "IF YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA DO THE SAME TO ME, YOU HAVE ANOTHER THING COMING, YOU FUCKING SLUT OF WHORE," Mayberry screamed out.

"Don't worry. I don't intend on doing the same to you. We'll just cook and eat you back home instead. No need for my man to bother with your dry cunt," Martha taunted, making Mayberry growl.

Just as the cannibals were about to head off, somebody new arrived with heavy footsteps. "I thought I smelled something rotten. Turns out it's the stench of blood on your breath. Might want to switch to a stronger mouthwash," Dante remarked as he approached out of the shadows.

"Who the Hell are you," the husband asked. "Doesn't matter, I'm sure you'll be just as good for dinner," he said as he dropped Mayberry, ready to attack Dante. But as he did, Dante simply dodged before smacking him aside with Valentino.

Seeing their father get hurt, the children transformed into imps with razor-sharp claws and teeth before jumping at Dante to bite him. But just like the husband, who was getting back up already, Dante used his weapon to knock them aside. But unlike last time, he used the flaming moths from Valentino to incinerate the devil children to ashes. "Looks like I overdid it," Dante said as he saw the ashes drop in front of the demon parents.

"I'll kill you," Martha's husband shouted as he drove the knives his children had before into Dante's chest. Grinning in satisfaction, he soon saw Dante's bored expression before a series of gunshots were heard. With Redgrave in his other hand, Dante peppered the demon with shots before using the claw on the firearm's barrel to slash at the man, ending his life while splattering blood everywhere, including on his clothes.

Martha was backing up until she had her back against a wall. "What do you want from us?! If it's money you can have everything we earned." Dante continued to move forward as he pulled the knives out from his chest and his wounds healed in seconds. "How about all of our possessions?" She asked as the Demon Hunter aimed his gun at her. "Okay, how about a good time, then" she bargained as she pulled down her top, showing off her goods. "I bet you would love to suck on these puppies, sugar," she said in a desperate, yet flirtatious tone while jiggling her funbags in front of him.

Dante looked at the succubus with a smirk and a nod before he spoke. "Sorry, lady. I don't think your husband would be okay with the idea," Dante said as he looked at the dead body. "They are nice, though. I'll admit that."

"Well shit," Martha muttered before Dante fired his weapon into her head, making blood and brain matter fly through the alley.

The Demon Hunter spun the gun in his hands, doing a small trick before putting it away in his bloodstained coat. His focus was now on Mayberry, who flinched as he approached her. "Wait, hold on. Don't kill me please," she begged as Dante got closer. Mayberry accepted her fate as she closed her eyes, ready for the worst to come when she heard a sword being drawn. But to her surprise, she only heard the ropes snapping.

"There we go," Dante said as he untied Mayberry. "You can get going now."

This made the former school teacher blink in confusion about what just happened. Wasn't this guy some kind of killer? Then again, he really didn't look like a bad guy, so she should be grateful. "Th-thank you," she said as she slowly walked away.

"Oh wait, do you know where the I.M.P office is," Dante asked.

"I.M.P? Yeah. I did business with them before, why?" Mayberry asked the silver-haired man.

"Let's just say I have my own business to work out with them," Dante told her.

"Ugh... So bored," Loona huffed as she was playing on her phone. 'Seriously, we haven't had any new clients in days. It's not like I get to see any action, except for that one time. I wish something would happen already,' she thought to herself. Her wish was granted when the front door to the office was kicked open. "Finally, some sap who wants another sap killed," Loona told herself as she was still staring at her phone, not bothering to look up. "Welcome to I.M.P. Need someone dead, we got you covered," she said, still looking at her phone.

"Don't need anyone dead, but I'm here to see Blitzo," Dante said as he approached the desk.

"He's not here, went out to probably fuck that horny owl so we can keep our jobs," Loona said, still not caring to look at the client.

"That's fine, I'll wait till he comes back, Loona," the Demon Hunter said the name of the hellhound.

This made Loona's ears perk up as she took her eyes off her phone. "Okay! How do you know my name?! Are you some kind… of... stalker," the hellhound started to shout when she looked up, only to grow silent when she saw who was in front of her. "No way... You're Dante."

"The one and only," he smirked as he made a joking bow. "Though I will say, kinda bland for a company that is made to kill corrupt humans." He took a seat on the sofa and only saw posters of Blitzo and an electric eel tank.

"No shit, Sherlock," Loona commented when she saw he wasn't a threat to her immediately. "So, what are you doing here and who did you kill? I can see and smell the blood on you."

"Some demonic family of insane cannibals. The mom had a good body. As for me being here, I'm just on business. Told your so-called boss/dad about the whole 60-40 thing. Here's the forty," Dante said as he held a large stack of cash in his hand.

"Wait, that's our 40%?! God damn dude, that's a lot," Loona looking at the bills in the Demon Hunter's hands. "Hey, since Blitz probably won't be back for some time, I can hold on to it."

"Depends. Got any beer," Dante asked as he put his feet up on the coffee table.

"Got whiskey," Loona replied as she pulled out a bottle with two glasses.

"Even better," Dante said, tossing the money to the hellhound. Loona caught the payment and put the bottle of whiskey down in front of Dante. Pouring himself a reasonable amount, the silver-haired half-demon enjoyed the drink before speaking to the wolf girl. "So, what's the circus imp's deal with putting what I think is a teenager in charge of the front desk," he asked as he looked at the old posters of Blitzo on the walls.

"Made me his secretary only because he doesn't want me up there so much. Says it's too dangerous and that shit. I'm over 18! I'm a fucking adult! He didn't even adopt me that long ago," Loona explained before getting mad at how Blitzo babies her.

Dante gulped down his whiskey before pouring another glass, along with an extra. "You look like you could use a drink," Dante said as he offered the alcohol to Loona. "Doesn't really look like much business today, anyways. Where are the other two I remember at the park?"

"Probably trying to fuck each other, but Moxxie's got such a shrimp dick that Millie's shoving a strap-on into him," Loona guessed.

"And with that image in my head, I need a new drink," Dante remarked as he downed his new glass almost immediately.

Loona chuckled as she saw the man already down his third glass. "You know, at first, I expected you to be some kind of bloody maniac who shreds demons and skins them like trophies, but you seem chill," the wolf demon said, taking a swig of her drink.

"Who says I don't do that back at my office," Dante half-joked, making Loona's ears droop and her tail go in between her legs. "But don't worry. I'm only going after the ones that attack me or nobody likes. You're just a moody young adult, so you're safe," he says, calming Loona down.

"Gee, I feel so safe," Loona said sarcastically while pouring another glass of whiskey, then slammed the bottle down.

"Probably safer than this table," Dante quipped.

Soon, the door opened up and the two heard shouting. "Back off, you sluts! He's my man! I will gut you like the cockhogs you are," Millie exclaimed as she shoved a panicking Moxxie into the office. "Moxxie! Speak to me!"

The white-haired imp caught his breath before speaking to his wife. "That's the second time they did that. Why are they here again?"

"What's this about," Dante asked as he offered the last glass of whiskey to Moxxie. The Demon Hunter looked at the imp as he was covered in kiss marks. "You got a fan club or something?"

"No, it's those damn succu-bitches from last time," Blitzo exclaimed as he stomped into the office and slammed the door shut. "I swear I thought I kicked that whore out of the building when she lost the bet to our parking space!"

"You made a bet for a parking space," Dante asked with a raised brow. "Do I even want to know?"

Hearing everything, Loona's expression changed from annoyance to curiosity. "Wait, Verosika is back?"

"Yeah, my fucking ex is back," Blitzo replied. "Still a drunk, too."

"I have a similar problem with two chicks back home, but without the alcohol. I feel your pain," Dante voiced as the thoughts of Lady and Trish entered his mind.

"Uh-huh. Well, no one's talking about your life, so how about you-" Blitzo cut himself off as an idea came to mind. "How much will it cost for you to kill that whore?"

"Sir, I don't think hiring Lucifer's hired gun to kill Verosika Mayday is a very good idea," Moxxie voiced. "Even if she were on his checklist of who to target, I'm positive that the King of Hell itself pays a lot more than you pay us."

"Moxxie shut the fuck up," Blitzo told his employee.

"Nah, he's right. I got like a million for Valentino himself. I'm out of your pay grade," Dante said with a smirk.

"Okay, fine. Can you at least scare the shit out of her? She has it coming for what she pulled up on that beach," Blitzo asked, remembering the whole challenge from before.

"Didn't that make the news," Millie questioned.

"You mean that giant fish? I thought it was when she and those sluts had to fuck the cops," Blitzo thought out loud and looked back at the Demon Hunter. "Scare her good and I'll buy you lunch. Sound fair?"

Dante looked at the imp before the group heard a knock on the door. "Hey, Blitz-shit! Open up," a woman's voice shouted.

"Blitz isn't here right now!" Blitzo said as he tried to sound like Millie.

"I don't sound like that," the imp girl complained.

"Well, I'm not doing Looney's voice," Blitzo retorted.

"Vortex, rip the door off," the woman in the hall said before a muscular Hellhound destroyed the door and shattered the wood to splinters. Seeing what happened, the members of I.M.P gawked for several reasons while Dante just had a bored look on his face.

Blitzo was suddenly on the ground and tried to shake off the feeling of his dizziness. He shook himself as a pink-skinned succubus was standing right in front of him. "Do me a favor and lay there like the limp dick worm you are," she said with rage in her eyes.

But Blitzo started to get up from the ground and stare daggers at her. "Verosika, you dirty whore! You know how much that door is going to cost me!?"

"I'd say your entire salary," Verosika laughed. "You'll have to sell this entire room just for that one door!"

"Why are you even here," Blitzo shouted.

"You slashed the tires on my car," Verosika screamed at the taller imp.

"You can't prove that," Blitzo said just before a dagger fell out of his pocket. "I thought I got rid of you after that whole bet on the beach. Didn't you go back to rehab after that?"

"Like I said, rehab is for sad loser washed-ups," Veroskia told her ex. "Your sister says hi."

Blitzo was growling as he thought up a retort, but Dante was the first to speak up. "Was that before or after you passed out from sleeping with her?"

Verosika's face contorted with anger before she turned her head to see who said that. When she did, her eyes widened and she saw stars. "Hello handsome," she purred when looking at Dante.

"Oh, you slu-" Blitzo didn't finish his sentence as the pink-skinned succubus pushed him down and approached the silver-haired half-demon.

"So, what's a good-looking demon like you doing in a shit hole of an office like this," Verosika said as she made circles on his chest with her index finger. "I find a guy with blood and guts on him attractive."

"Well I'm flattered but I'm here on business with your ex over there," Dante said, pushing her finger off of him.

"Aww, why waste your time on that pile of dog shit when you can have fun with a pop star like me," Veroiska said as she slipped her hand inside his jacket, then started to feel him up. "My, my. What's this hard thing?"

"My gun," Dante said as he pulled out his handheld gatling gun, Redgrave. "At least one of them," he added before Moxxie became intrigued by the firearm and inspected it carefully.

"One of them? What are you? Some kind of hitman," the succubus questioned.

"In a sense," Dante stated. "I take it you don't watch the news."

"With that report of her blowing the cops after that failure of hers, I doubt she would," Blitzo stated.

Hearing that, Verosika threw her flask at Blitzo's head with an intent to kill, but it only bounced off the imp's horns and the contents spilled onto the floor. "Stay out of this, you douche," Verosika told Blitzo.

Soon, the two demons got into another shouting match and Dante stepped away to stand between the two hellhounds in the room. "Are they always like this," the demon hunter questioned.

"It was kinda like this the last time," the male hellhound said as he looked at Dante, then Loona. "Sorry about the door, by the way."

Seeing the other hellhound speaking to her again, Loona blushed and fiddled with her hair as she looked away. "I-it's not my job to worry about that," she said. "I just answer the dumb phone and stuff since I don't go up much with them."

"Too bad. I bet you would do well with this guy," the hellhound said before greeting Dante. "Hey. Name's Vortex."

"Dante," the red-clad half-demon responded.

Hearing that name, Vortex thought it sounded familiar before he remembered where he heard it from. "Wait, the Demon Hunter Dante? The Son of Sparda?"

"The one and only Dante," he responded, catching Verosika's attention away from insulting Blitzo more.

"Wait, demon hunter? Sparda's Son? You gotta be shitting me," Verosika asked with her jaw dropped.

"What? Did the fact that he looks human take you by surprise," Blitzo asked rhetorically. "By the way, close your mouth. You don't want flies to have an orgy in that dick sucker of yours."

Quickly, she closed her mouth and bared her teeth, growling at Blitzo in anger. "Go choke on a horse cock," she told her ex, flipping the bird at him.

"I would, but you took them all for your dildo collection," Blitzo retorted.

Verosika glared at the imp before walking back to the demon hunter. "Since you're a big shot demon killer, how much for you to strangle my ex right in front of me?"

"I tend to not kill my business partners unless they stab me in the back first, so you're out of luck," Dante shrugged to which the succubus huffed.

"He will one day, you can bet on it," Verosika assured the half-demon.

"How many times are you going to bring up that night," Blitzo groaned.

"EVERY TIME, YOU MANWHORE," the pink succubus screamed.

"Well, I got news for you, bitch! If you think he's going to fuck you or those sluts in your entourage, you got another thing coming! He's with someone," Blitzo exclaimed.

Moxxie and Millie both looked at each other as they remembered the moth demon that showed up looking for them after the battle in Lu Lu World. "What is he talking about? I thought he was single," Millie asked her husband.

"I think our boss is just assuming stuff again because of the princess being involved," Moxxie assumed.

"Oh yeah? Who? Because it sure ain't you, Blitzo," Verosika grinned as to challenge the taller imp.

"I don't swing that way," Dante pointed out.

"Well, if you must know, he's screwing the big man's daughter. The princess of Hell herself," Blitzo declared, making his employees and Dante facepalm.

"Wait, Princess Charlotte? Little Miss Sunshine and Rainbows? HA! Don't make me puke," Verosika said as she didn't believe Blitzo. "Well, that's fitting since I'm having a battle of the bands with her mother."

"Why the Heaven would the Queen of Hell actually get on stage with you," Blitzo asked in a dumbfounded tone.

"So that I can prove to that hag that I'm way more popular than her," Verosika boasted. "Also check your pocket." She told the demon hunter as he did and felt something that wasn't there. Turns out it was two VIP tickets to the show. "Bring the slut with you. That way I can humiliate both her and her mother."

"HA! Good Luck with that bitch! Her Royal Highness will kick your ass so hard that you'll pretty much have a shoe imprint as a new tattoo," Blitzo declared. "The Son of Sparda's girlfriend would just love to rip into you as well."

'I'm going to put a bullet in him later,' Dante thought to himself.

"We'll see about that. Vortex, we're leaving," Verosika shouted to her hellhound before facing Dante. "Catch you later at the show, big boy," she said flirtatiously before leaving through the hole in the wall.

"Again, sorry about the door. Just doing my job," Vortex said to the members of I.M.P. before following his boss.

"Well, that takes care of that. Now let's clean up this mess," Blitzo said, only for Dante to pull out Ivory and shoot him in the foot. "MOTHERFUCKER!"

"That was for opening your big mouth," Dante said while he spun the gun in his hands, then put it back in his coat.

"Oh, come on! I did you a big favor before going out with a whore like that," Blitzo reasoned.

"I could have handled it myself. Say I'm not interested, and if she continued. You know what would happen next," Dante told the taller imp. "Now that got me wondering how something like that fell for something like you."

"That's what we said when we first found out," Millie said to the demon hunter.

"I still think that she has some form of brain damage," Moxxie stated. "Can I look at the gun by the way," he asked Dante.

"Even better, I got you a bonus," Dante told the white-haired imp as he pulled out the sniper rifle of Redgrave's minion from behind his back. "You'd be amazed how I kept this hidden away," he joked as he handed the rifle to Moxxie.

The marksman of the Immediate Murder Professionals was in awe at the rifle's make and modifications as he held the weapon in his hands. "Incredible! How did you get your hands on this?"

"Occupational secret," Dante responded.

"Yeah yeah, nice fancy gun. I'm sure Moxxie will stick his baby peen in Millie's ass tonight," Blitzo said, still clutching his foot. "Now can someone get me a first aid kit!"

"Charlie and Vaggie are not going to like this," Dante huffed as he stared at the tickets while walking back to the hotel. "I'm sure I'll get off easier if I said it wasn't my fault."

Soon, the sound of a motorcycle engine roaring caught Dante's attention and he saw Cruiser riding a bike. "Eh, Dante. How's it going," the greaser asked as he stopped his bike nearby the Son of Sparda.

"Decent. About to go in to see if I'll get impaled again or not," Dante said, which prompted a look of confusion on the biker. Rolling his eyes, the demon hunter showed tickets in his hands. "I ended up getting these earlier."

Cruiser was so surprised at what the tickets were for that he nearly fell off his bike. "VIP Tickets to a battle of the bands with Lilith vs Verosika?! How did you get those things? I heard they were sold out," he exclaimed.

"I'll tell you all about it inside," Dante assured the greaser as they entered through the front door. As they entered, both of the men saw no one but Husker and Alastor at the bar. "Did everybody leave somewhere?"

"Nah, everyone else is a few floors up, in a big room doing trust exercises or yoga," Husker said, taking a sip of his booze.

"And why were you outside," Dante asked Cruiser.

"I prefer to relax by working on bikes," the 50's demon said before combing his hair.

Shrugging at the response, Dante and Alastor decided to go check on everyone upstairs. When they made it, they watched everyone involved trying to do yoga with Charlie leading. "Okay, now to go from a mountain to a tree," Charlie instructed as she put her hand in the air together while putting her left foot onto her ankle as the others followed her instruction. Angel, Candy, Dia, and Summer fared a little easier in balance than the others, who were wobbling and failing to balance well on one foot. Whenever Applejack fell, it made the room shake slightly and knocked over the others that struggled. "This seems tricky, so let's just go into downward dog," Charlie suggested.

"I'm sure a few of us know this pose well," Angel remarked, earning a slap from Vaggie.

"That's a little insulting on my part Angie," Bullet said to the spider demon.

"I thought that would be your favorite position," Angel teased the Hellhound.

While everyone transitioned onto the new pose, Terry's face turned red for yet another time when Applejack's ass was in his view. 'Why did I have to be behind her,' he thought to himself as he tried to not stare.

"Like what you see, handsome," Applejack asked the bull demon behind her as she shook her huge booty in front of his face. "Or are you more of a tits guy? Lucky for you, both are big, sugar," she told him.

Immediately after Applejack finished flirting with him, Terry bolted out of the room and headed to his room for an obvious cold shower. "I thought that class would never end," Candy said.

"But we aren't finished yet," Charlie said as she stopped everyone from leaving, only to see Dante at the door. "Oh, when did you get back, Dante?"

"A few minutes ago," Dante said. "I actually need to speak with you and Vaggie in private for a minute or two."

"Can it wait until class is over? I want this to be part of redemption training," she pleaded.

"Alright, I guess I can wait a few minutes," he reasoned with her. "But just be prepared. It's something the two of you should hear."

Charlie nodded her head as she got back upfront to face everyone. "Okay, now this one's a little bit harder as we go from a downward dog to cat position to a camel." She stretched her head and back all the way as the others tried to copy her.

"So... much... pain," Salvia said as he tried to stretch his back all the way until he heard a snap. "Uh oh," he said as he suddenly fell forward. "Help."

As everyone worked to help Salvia, Alastor chuckled to himself. "Hahaha! If this is what her redemption program is going to be like, I'm going to enjoy it even more than I originally thought," the Radio Demon said as he wiped a tear away.

"And I think this is where we are going to end this session for today," Charlie said sheepishly as she led everyone out while Bullet and Candy carried Salvia out. "Vaggie, can you stay? Dante needs a word with us."

"Might as well. I might have a feeling that it's going to be bad," Vaggie remarked.

"It can't be that bad," Charlie voiced as she brushed off any bad ideas.

Vaggie lowered her one eye as she felt something was about to go wrong. "Let's just get this over with," she said as Dante walked in. "Alright Dante, what did you do?"

"Vags, before I tell you, try not to impale me again. Or hit me. Or anything that might do me any harm. I'll live from it, but it still hurts," Dante told the moth demon.

"No promises, but I will try not to," Vaggie told the white-haired half-demon.

"Good enough," Dante said with his guard still up. "You see…" He began to tell them both what happened back at the Immediate Murder Professionals building in Imp City. After he finished, Charlie was stunned while Vaggie's pupil looked like it turned into a flaming skull.

"That little turd! How dare he run his mouth like that," Vaggie roared in anger. "And you didn't stop him!?"

"He and his ex were having a heated argument. I was hoping it would settle down, but if it makes you feel better, I did shoot him in the foot," Dante told the moth demon as he leaned on the wall.

"That doesn't cheer me up at all," Vaggie screamed but thought it over for a second while Dante stayed silent. "Okay, maybe a little. B-but still! You couldn't have told that pop princess wannabe whore that you're not interested!?"

"It's not like I wanted to be put in this situation and she was getting handsy," Dante told the moth demon.

"Wait, she was touching you," Charlie asked. "And you allowed it!?"

"I wouldn't say I was allowing it. But this isn't the first time a woman invaded my privacy," Dante stated, remembering back when he was going through the Tenem-ni-gru and encountered Nevan at the Opera House. "Anyways, she gave me this after she and her ex finished having their very colorful argument," he told the girls as he showed them the ticket.

"Can I see that," Charlie asked. The Demon Hunter handed her the tickets and she read what was on it. "Mom's doing a show!?"

As soon as she exclaimed that, there was a knock on the door. "Hey, Princess! You got a visitor," Angel Dust shouted. "I think it's your mom!"

"Mom's here," Charlie exclaimed as she was in a panic. "Oh my grandfather, what should I do!?"

"Just go down there. It might be about the concert or she just dropping by," Dante told her.

"He's right, hun. Let's just go down and talk with her a bit," Vaggie said as she put her hands on Charlie's shoulders.

The Princess of Hell gave a small smile. "You're right, it's been some time since I've seen her," she said before she kissed her girlfriend and started to walk down to the lobby. 'Plus, I don't want her to embarrass me,' she thought to herself.

Down in the lobby of the hotel, Lilith Magne was happily having a civil conversation with the infamous Radio Demon while enjoying a glass of fine wine. "I must say, it's quite the surprise to have such a demon as yourself investing in my daughter's endeavor," Lilith told Alastor.

"Charlie has caught my attention from that whole rambunctious fiasco on the picture show and I just had to see her for myself," Alastor told the Queen of Hell. "It was a surprise to learn of that first successful client, but I'm still giving her my support to help the scum on this realm attempt to claw their way up toward redemption, just to see if and when they tumble down into yet another failure that kept them here in the first place," he stated with the radio filter in his voice clearing up near the end.

"At least you're honest about the intentions you share," Lilith chuckled before having another sip of wine. Soon, her attention was focused on the stairs when she heard footsteps. Looking over in that direction, she saw Charlie enter the area with Vaggie and Dante by her side. "I must say, dear, you definitely look the part of a princess in any attire. Especially with those two wonderful demons by your sides."

"Hi, Mom," Charlie greeted before taking in her words and realizing she was still in her red and black yoga outfit. "Whoops," she muttered with a nervous laugh. "I never got the chance to change."

"It's fine, my little Charlotte," Lilith said as she got up from her seat to hug her daughter. "I'm sure it was quite the workout," she whispered.

"Mom, it's not like that. I was doing a yoga class with the patients" Charlie said in a low voice only her mother could hear. 'I'm glad it wasn't out loud,' she thought before speaking up again. "So what brings you here? Doing a big show?"

"I am, actually. I'm competing in a battle of the bands against Verosika Mayday and I thought I would invite all of you," she said as she gave Charlie a backstage pass and several tickets for the show. "The pass is good for you and two guests. The tickets are for anybody who wants to enjoy front row seats at the concert."

"I'll take that," Candy exclaimed as she immediately grabbed one of the tickets. "I've always wanted to see a Verosika Mayday concert live! Maybe even make out with her."

"Probably not worth it. She's got the personality of Vaggie on a bad day times 1000," Dante snarked, earning him a slap upside the head from the moth demon. It also gave looks around the room.

"How do you know that?" Summer asked the Demon Hunter. "Did you run into her!?"

"I had the bad luck of meeting her when I had to run an errand. She and her ex think I'm dating Charlie," Dante stated.

Upon hearing this, most of the hotel started to laugh uproariously. This gave Lilith a look of surprise. "You didn't tell him," she asked her daughter, feeling a little disappointed.

"I did, we just didn't start yet," Charlie admitted as she forced a smile, being judged by her mother's serpentine eyes.

"I see. If I were you, I would bring Dante backstage to talk with him more," Lilith said in understanding before she went to speak with Vaggie.

"Yes," Vaggie asked as she was taken aside by the Queen of Hell.

"Vagatha, do you know about Charlie's infatuation with the Son of Sparda," Lilith asked. Vaggie only nodded in reply. "And are you okay with them?" Again, Vaggie nodded. "Then I'd like you to help her at least tell him about those feelings. Just give her a little push so she doesn't have that as a regret."

"I understand, my Queen. I'll do my best," Vaggie declared with a bow.

Lilith only laughed quietly. "No need to do that. You're my daughter's girlfriend. You don't have to treat me like a queen all the time."

"I know, I just did it out of respect," the moth demon said sheepishly. "And not to sound rude, but it seems you have a fascination with Dante."

Lilith let out a chuckle as she looked at the Son of Sparda. "It's just that he looks a lot like his father. I wouldn't be against Dante being the father of my grandchildren."

This made Vaggie red with embarrassment just the thought of Charlie and Dante doing it. "I'm sure Charlie would make a great mom. As for Dante, I'm not so sure. He's great and all, but he doesn't seem like the nurturing type," Vaggie commented.

"I'm sure you could pick up the slack for him," Lilith remarked with a giggle before heading off to speak with the demon hunter. "Dante, a word if you please," she asked the demon hunter, who got up from the stool he was sitting and walked past Vaggie to meet up with the queen. "Dante, if I gave you approval to date my daughter, would you?"

Dante raised an eyebrow at the Queen of Hell. "I would. I mean out of all the girls I've been with, she's the one that gets on my nerves the least."

"Even to the point of marriage," Lilith asked the Son of Sparda. "I will admit, Lucifer and I would like you to be a part of the family, both politically and choice-wise."

"Whoa, hold on. Isn't this going a little too fast," Dante asked as he put his hands up in front of her. "Don't get me wrong. She's nice and all, but she's with Vaggie and I don't want to break their relationship off. Especially since Vags would probably test my healing limits."

"Don't worry about that, she told me that she feels comfortable with you around," Lilith assured the demon hunter with a wave of her hand. "She actually trusts you with Charlie more than anyone."

"Does she now," Dante said as he scratched his chin. "Now that changes everything. Thank you, your Highness."

"Oh, no need to call me that. You can call me Lilith. Or Mom. Or Mommy," Lilith told him, saying that last part in a flirtatious tone.

If Dante was any other man, he would have jumped at the chance to fall for the Queen's lustful tone. But Dante was no ordinary man and the demon hunter simply smirked as he wanted to play along. "Whatever you say, Lilith."

This, of course, made the Queen of Hell giggle at his response. "You surely are your father's son. Any man would have drooled right into the palm of my hands. But here you are, resisting my charms just like him."

"Ain't I a lucky man. I bet even Luci has a hard time saying no to a face like yours," Dante said, which made Lilith chuckle again.

"Trust me, he does. I tell him I want something, he gives it to me," said Lilith. "He's putty in my hands, but he also makes me laugh."

"Sounds like a long, healthy marriage to me. No wonder why it lasted for a millennium," Dante commented. "If that is all, then I believe we have a concert to get ready for. Need all the practice before the big show," he told her, hinting that she should leave.

"That I do. Take care, everyone," Lilith said before stepping outside. The moment she did, a fancy limo was waiting for her as her valet opened the door for her. "I'll see you all later!"

"Bye Mom," Charlie waved as the limo took off. Her attention then turned to Dante. "Can I see those tickets Verosika gave you," she asked. The demon hunter stayed silent, but gave them to she held the tickets in her hands, she incinerated them with a wicked grin on her face that most of the hotel easily read as jealousy. "Okay, let's get ready," Charlie said with a chipper tone with the ashes scattering in the wind. "Now, what to wear?"

Meanwhile, at the concert stage, Verosika was drinking from her flask and tampering with several things. "There, that old bat won't know what will hit her."

"Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, she's the literal Queen of Hell. I think she can instantly kill you just by flipping her hair," a stagehand said as he watched her mess with the microphone.

"I'm the fucking best in Hell when it comes to music. Besides, when I win, I want to watch her struggle as her daughter's boy toy becomes mine," she said with a wicked grin on her face. "I think I'll let her watch as I suck him dry."

"Well, good luck with that," the stagehand muttered, taking out a joint and lighting it.

"Dumbass," Verosika muttered as she took another sip from her flask. 'Everyone will know who Hell's number one musician is after this show,' she thought to herself.

That's where we will be leaving it for right now. Thanks again to WaterDragonMaverick for editing and helping out. Next time it's the Battle of the Bands: Queen of Rock vs Demon Princess of Pop. Follow, Favorite, and review this story.