Right, I've just decided to bring this back. To hell with it. I don't know what the hell I was thinking in changing it to a normal story the first time, but THIS time... it ain't going away. yeah, this was inspired by that Naruto/PJO crossover A Father's Love, and I'm going to try my damn hardest to make it different, no matter what. Now let me make this perfectly clear: Yes, this is inspired by A Father's Love by Kyoka Suigetsu Totsuka, but I do not intend to copy that story. I just want to try my own version of it... or however it's put. Yes the OC is paired with just Aphrodite and Athena, but I'm not copying and pasting from A Father's love, I'm doing this all in my own words and with my own ideas... whatever they are.

Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or Percy Jackson and the Olympians. I only own the OC Damian Redgrave.

Walking down an empty street was a 27-year old young man. The man had short white hair in a faux-hawk like style

His attire consisted of red pants with two black belts wrapped around his right thigh, a black, leather belt, black gloves, and high, black boots. He also wore a hooded long coat with Western and Italian features, that was a deep red, almost crimson color. The coat is short-sleeved, with numerous gold-colored studs decorating the shoulders, collar, and chest, with a single zipper on the front. While underneath the coat, he is wearing what appears to be a black long-sleeved shirt, with a red vest with black clasps over it.

This was Drake Redgrave, a half-demon who slays demons.

Turning down an alley, Drake went down a set of stairs, arriving at a door at the bottom and entered inside the now revealed bar. The bar was mostly empty, aside from the bartender and three of guys playing a game of poker.

Sitting at the bar, Drake clasped his hands in front of him.

"What'll it be?" Asked the bartender, cleaning a glass.

"Strawberry sundae." Drake answered, with the bartender chuckling as he turned to face him.

"This is a bar, kid, no place for someone like you." Stated the bartender.

"Really? Just trying to sweeten up the air in here, it smells like shit, or more like, blood. And that's fine with me." Said Drake, as the bartender stopped cleaning his glass.

"Cause what I'm interested in, is this rumor I heard. They say that somewhere around here, there's a bar, more like a dive, a place where they'll take someone's life in place of money. Kinda scary." Drake stated, looking over his shoulder when one of the players snickered

"Sorry, forgive me pal." Said the player.

"Royal straight flush, is it? Playing a hand like that could kill a guy." Said Drake, before looking forward, while reaching into his coat, while the player set down his cards and stood up.

"How about, I buy you a round!" He said, walking towards Drake, only to be met with the end of a black handgun pointed at him, before he was shot in the forehead.

The guy's body flew back with blood flying out of the bullet hole, but rather than dying, a monster seemed to burst out of his body and charge at Drake.

Ducking under the attack, Drake slid back, just as the other two players also transformed into monsters, as well. Pulling out a second handgun, being white in color, and shot the two monsters three times in their heads, reducing them to bloody paste.

Going to aim at the first monster, Drake gave a small grunt, when it suddenly lunged and bit his arm.

"Not bad, Mr. Royal Flush." Drake stated, dropping the gun in his free hand and held his now free hand out.

Immediately, a large demonic sword fell out of the sky, crashing through a skylight. Grabbing the blade, Drake swung the sword and sliced the monsters ahead off.

The sword was massive with a heavy double-edged blade, notched on both sides near the tip. The grip is plain, but the guard is skeletal, with a skull-design on each side leading to the rib cage from which the blade emerges; on one side of the blade, the skull is that of a human, while the other uses a horned demon skull.

This was Rebellion, a sword given to Drake by his father, Sparda. (AN: It's the DMC 4 design of Rebellion)

With the monsters dead, Drake sheathed his sword on his back and holstered his guns. Walking up to the door, Drake paused for a moment, before drawing his sword again and stabbing it through the door, with the bartenders body falling through the window not a moment later.

Pulling his sword out, Drake opened the door, stepping aside, as the boy fell to the ground.

"Next time you open up shop, don't forget to add strawberry sundae's to the menu." Drake said, walking up the stairs.

However, before he reached the top of the stairs, another monster emerged from the bartenders body and lunged at him. Though before it could reach him. Drake spun around with his guns and aimed them at its head.

"Jackpot!" Drake said, smirking as he pulled the trigger.

BANG!

Drake's eyes opened to stare at the ceiling of his bedroom and he sat u, the covers falling down to reveal hair bare, muscular chest and he stretched with a yawn before getting out of the bed, dressed in only a pair of knee-length black shorts. Drake walked out of his bedroom and into the bathroom where he took a 10-minute shower, got dried, washed his face, brushed his teeth, then walked back into the bedroom to get changed into clothing.

Soon he was dressed in just his red pants, black boots, and his black long-sleeved shirt.

"Better get the girls up." Drake said after checking out his hair.

He left the bedroom and went to room next to the bathroom, gently pushing it open to see the teddy and plushie-filled room, clearly this belonged to a young girl. Drake walked over to the bed where a little girl of five years slept with a innocent, peaceful look on her face.

Drake crouched down to a knee and gently shook her. "Wake up, sweetie." He got a groan in response as the girl turned and buried her face into the pillow, making him chuckle. "Come on, Lacy."

"Five more minutes, please~" Lacy said tiredly.

"if I did that then you'd be asleep for more than five minutes." Drake said with amusement, watching as his youngest daughter opened her eyes, revealing the icy blue she inherited from him.

She lifted her arms up to him. "Carry me, daddy."

Drake chuckled and picked her up. "Sure you little troublemaker." He walked to the bathroom with her in his arms and set her down in front of the sink.

"Annabeth promised to brush my hair today," mumbled Lacy as she rubbed her eyes.

"I know, I'm right here", Annabeth Redgrave stepped out of her own room already showered and dressed for school; at the age of nine her maturity was far beyond her years. "Good morning, dad."

Drake smiled at his eldest and kissed her forehead, "Morning, Annie." He ran a hand over her combed blonde hair that she shared with him and her little sister. "Help your sister get ready; I'll make breakfast."

"Ya!" Lacy exclaimed.

"Dad, remember that permission slip needs to be signed."

"Already done, sweetheart, it's on the table."

Damian left his daughters to it and went to the kitchen that was joined with the living room. He happened to have an... odd building for a house. Upstairs was basically what you'd expect in a house, living room, bathroom, kitchen, bedrooms, but downstairs was Drake's office for his work. If one were to look outside, they'd see a sign that says 'Devil May Cry'.

It's a business Drake has been running since he was 17 years old, a business that helps him hunt down and kill demons. Do his daughters know about it? No. He just told them he gets calls in from clients that need some help with problems, and he wanted to have a cool name for a business and went with Devil May Cry.

They bought it, thankfully.

Drake snorted as he made breakfast. 'If Annabeth is anything like her mother, she may end up finding out what my business is actually for.'

About nine years ago, Drake started on a Business Administration Degree at the New York City University, which was where he met Annabeth's mother, Athena, who was one of his professors.

Now, when one hears the name Athena, they connect it with the Greek Goddess of Wisdom that's just a myth, well it's real, Drake has met the Goddess of Wisdom herself and she was one of his professors. He had a few minutes of hard time believing she was a goddess, but then accepted it easily since he deals with demons and monsters from Hell.

Though it was even harder to believe that even though he did not get laid, he ended up having a daughter with his gorgeous professor.

Athena explained to him that she can produce brain children with men she connects with at a mental level, like Drake after they shared a very nice semester talking about warfare, battle tactics and strategies. Because of his knowledge, Athena decided to have his child.

Drake smiled. 'She gave me one of my princesses. My pride and joys.'

Annabeth had inherited her mother's eyes, but she had inherited her grandmother's blonde hair. Drake's mother happened to be a blonde, and Annabeth had the same colour, the same shade as Eva's. Lacy inherited the same colour and shade as well, but she had his eyes.

"That smells great, dad!" Annabeth said as she walked into the living room and sat at the dining table where Drake had already put out glasses and filled up mugs of Apple juice or orange juice for them to pour into a smaller cup. There was also fruit laid out for them as well.

"Finished with Lacy's hair?" Drake asked his eldest.

"Yep. She's just getting changed as well." Annabeth said.

Drake nodded as he placed a plate down and snatched a book from Annabeth that she was trying to hide and read. "No reading at the table during breakfast, Annie. You don't want to accidentally spill something on it and ruin it, do you?"

Annabeth pouted. "No."

"HI DADDY!" Lacy came running in, looking adorable in a yellow sundress with her hair tied in a braid. "Is breakfast ready?!"

Drake chuckled at her. "Yes, your plate's laid out."

Lacy sat beside her sister at the table and both started to delve into their breakfast while Drake went to work on making himself some coffee while watching his daughters with a smile.

'Lacy is so much like her mother.'

Drake didn't know if he was lucky, but he had met two goddesses and had a child with them. The first of his relationships was with Athena, but that was purely intellectual – he had never even kissed her once. But the second was very different. Lacy's mother happened to be Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love, and his relationship with her was very intimate.

They had met when they bumped into each other at the mall, Drake had been out shopping while Annabeth was at Kindergarten, and Drake had accidentally bumped into Aphrodite and helped her up, only to feel his breath leave his body when he looked at her. She was stunning. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and that included Athena. She had long red hair that reached her lower back and the face of an angel, and her eyes was a shade of purple that made his heart flutter.

The woman apologized and introduced herself as Aphrodite. Drake, naturally suspicious after encounter Athena, asked her right away: Are you a goddess.

Well, let's just say they got along very well very quickly. Long story short, Lacy was born a few months later.

Drake smiled as he watched his children, the two children he had with two goddesses. He hadn't seen their mothers since they dropped their children off at his place after they were born. Athena explained to him that monsters will come after them and he had to prepare himself for that. Athena gave him a sweet smile and a hug before she vanished, but Aphrodite's goodbye was a much more intimate and steamy, but she had not shown herself to him afterwards.

To be honest, Drake missed them.

Drake didn't really like leaving his daughters on their own at school even though there's adults there to watch over them, but considering the life he's had, hunted by demons that pop up when they feel like it, he feared for his daughters' safety in fear of a demon coming after them to draw him out as demons hated the Sparda bloodline due to Sparda's rebellion against demon kind.

But Drake vowed to protect his children with all the power he has.

"Well, we're here." Drake said as he parked his pickup truck outside the school and got out with his children. "Have a good day, Annabeth."

"Thanks dad." Annabeth leaned over and kissed her dad on the cheek before getting out. "See you later!"

Annabeth ran off to meet with her friends while Drake took Lacy out and brought her over to the kindergarten section of the school. Along the way, Drake noticed the leers and lustful glances from single mothers, especially ones with their children right next to him. Drake sighed, this was not something new to him. But when you meet two beautiful goddesses like Athena and Aphrodite, mortal woman beauty doesn't hold a candle to theirs.

"Okay princess; remember to listen to your teacher." Damian leaned down to kiss her little princess on the cheek, smiling as she giggled. "I'll come pick you up in the afternoon."

"I know, bye-bye daddy." Lacy hugged her dad around his legs and grinned up at him. "I love you."

Damian smiled and kissed her forehead, "I love you too, sweetie." He smiled as he watched his little girl skip into her classroom, happy to see all her friends again.

He tuned to leave when he froze as a familiar, foreboding presence was felt.

"Sparda..."

Drake's eyes sharpened as he looked around for the source of the voice before he saw movement on top of the school roof and looked to see a demonic creature looking right at him, hiding enough so that no human would spot it.

"Your bloodline ends here! Starting with your children!"

The demon then ran into the school through the rooftop access door. Drake cursed and ran for the school, using his great sense of smell to track the demon down and followed it's putrid scent to a hallway. Classes were not in session yet, so Drake didn't have to worry about anyone coming across the demon... he hoped.

He had just passed an empty classroom when the demon popped out from the room across from it and tackled him into the another, which happened to be a storage room from the looks of it. The demon picked Drake up and threw him into a shelf, toppling it and sending stuff everywhere.

"Ow." Drake said casually as he pushed a box off his legs and started getting to his feet when the demon grabbed the back of his head and slammed him into the ground repeatedly. Drake growled before he elbowed the demon in the face, causing it to stumble back, Drake then whipped out Ebony and Ivory, whirled around and fired.

BANG! BANG!

Two shots, one for the head, one for the chest, killing the demon instantly. Drake placed his guns in holsters on the back of his waist underneath the coat, watching as the demon's body dissolved until nothing remained, showing no trace that there ever was a demon here.

Drake sighed and leaned against the wall.

"What a way for a day to begin..."

And that's it for the start of this.