Lady Deadly Nightshade: Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or anything that pertains to them. I only own the character Gabriel and Amara, but she will not show up much in this fic.  Blah, blah, blah. ^_^

Lady Deadly Nightshade: I finally got around to updating and here is Chapter 8.  I hope you guys enjoy reading it, please read and review! So no more blabbing, on to the story!

Chapter 8- Shadows In the Dark

            "No! Please!" Someone screamed, disrupting the peacefulness of the otherwise silent evening.

            Trish headed back to the plane. She saw Gabriel tossing and turning in the seat. She walked over to him and shook him awake.

            "Ahh!" Gabriel screamed, startled. "What?" Gabriel asked panting, slightly irritated and slightly relieved. It had been a nightmare. He pushed back the sweat-drenched hair that rested on his face.  

            "You were screaming in your sleep." Trish replied. "Are you all right?"

            "I'm fine." Gabriel replied shortly.

            "Want to tell me what you were dreaming about?" Trish prompted gently.

            "No," he gave her a half smile. "It was just a silly nightmare." His tone was hard, definite on the subject. He wasn't really up for a discussion on it.

            Trish got the hint. "Well we're here." She said changing the subject.

            Gabriel nodded in acknowledgement, got out of the seat, picked up his things and followed Trish out of the plane. The night's cool air hit him in his face, relaxing him even more. He stretched his legs and arms as he gazed around at his surroundings. The night sky was very dark, but they had a full moon and stars to guide them on their mission.

            "What now?" Gabriel asked and turned to face Trish.

            "We walk. There is a mansion near by. That is our destination; the keys to the underworld are in there." She replied, meeting his eyes. "I believe we already have one key."

            "What? Me?" He asked incredulously.

            "No, I believe its something you have on." She replied in a mysterious tone.

            He pondered her words for a few seconds and then it hit him. "This?" He asked, revealing the amulet from underneath his shirt.

            "Yes, now let's go. The cover of darkness will help conceal us from the creatures that roam here."

            They walked away from the plane and through the half-fallen chain linked fence of the airport. They walked in silence, but fully alert for anything that might move or attack them. They reached the mansion with no trouble. They entered through the wrought iron gate and walked into the front door. They entered the mansion and headed downstairs to the basement.

            "That was too easy." Gabriel observed as they walked around in the basement.

            "Yea it was." Trish agreed and led them to large double doors that had weird symbols on them.

            "What language is that?" Gabriel asked as he eyed the weird symbols.

            "They are the symbols for an ancient language of the underworld." She replied.

            "What do they say?" He asked intrigued.

            "It says, 'Those that seek the keys to the underworld must defeat all that lurks in the darkness'." She read aloud to him.

            "We haven't fought anything here. What do you think the message means?" He contemplated.

            "I think it means we have to go through this door and fight something, like a trial." Trish pushed and pulled against the doors. "It won't open." She grunted still pushing against the door.

            "Stand back." Gabriel instructed. She moved back and with a couple of quick slashes from Alastor, the door swung open.

            "Nice." Trish said approvingly. Gabriel smiled and they both walked through the doors. When they were in the room, the door closed behind them with a loud bang.

            Gabriel checked the door and it wouldn't budge. "Locked in." He informed Trish.

            "Great." She replied dryly. She unsheathed Sparda and held it firmly in her hand. "Stay alert and on your guard." She advised Gabriel. They stood side by side, swords at the ready, but the semi-darkened room seemed empty. On the opposite side of the room, under a lighted area there was a podium with a light blue crystal and a small stone.

            "It's the keys to the underworld." Trish said looking at the podium.

            "Then what are we waiting for, let's get them." Gabriel sheathed his sword and quickly ran over to the podium to get the keys.

            "Gabriel, wait!" Trish called out to him urgently. "Don't grab them!"

            Her warning came too late; Gabriel had already picked up the crystal. He held it in his hand and was about to tell Trish there was nothing to worry about when the room plunged into total darkness. Ferocious growls, sounds of claws clicking on the marble floor and menacing, glowing red eyes appeared all around them in the room.

            "This isn't good…definitely not good." Gabriel said nervously.

            He heard Trish over the creatures. "Shadows! How I hate them!"

            So these piercing red eyes belong to Shadows. Whatever these things are must be bad if Trish hates them. These thoughts ran through Gabriel's mind as he heard the growls surrounding him. There must be many of them.

            Gabriel stood perfectly still; he wanted to make sure he could hear the Shadows movements. Gabriel could hear Trish fighting with the Shadows and he prepared for an attack as well. He placed the crystal in his coat pocket. He gripped Alastor tightly in his hand, but left it hanging limply at his side. He could hear Trish, but no Shadows were moving toward him. Then he saw a Shadow's eyes zero in on him and he lifted Alastor, ready to strike.

            "Come on, sucker!" He egged it on. "Come and get me!" The Shadow lunged at him and he slashed at it with Alastor. The giant cat deflected the blow, its skin was too thick for the sword to penetrate, it released a light red rod and it propelled straight at Gabriel.

            The rod impaled itself deeply into Gabriel's shoulder, causing Gabriel to lose his grip on Alastor and it clattered noisily onto the marble floor. The Shadow growled at him and sprang forward again pinioning Gabriel onto the ground. The shadow dug his claws deep into Gabriel's shoulders, causing him to scream out in pain. Gabriel squeezed his eyes shut against the pain.

            He couldn't move an inch; the huge shadow was too big and strong. This is the end, killed by a giant cat, Gabriel thought grimly. He expected the giant cat to maul him to death at any second, but instead he heard the cat release a startled shriek. He felt the claws dig out of his shoulders and the weight lift off him. He lifted his head slightly and opened his eyes to see a red glowing light in his sight. It was moving away from him and Gabriel looked at it confused. "What the hell-" He began to mutter softly, but then his eyelids closed involuntarily.

            Where's Trish? He thought absently. He didn't hear any sounds in the room and it was deathly silent. He was exhausted but he forced his eyelids to open and he stood up. No time for sleeping, he thought newly alert. His adrenaline was still pumping and his breathing was fast.  His heavy breathing was the only sound he could hear in the darkened room. "Trish?" He called out gently. He took a few staggered steps forward and groaned in pain, he clutched his shoulder. The rod that had been impaled in his shoulder had mysteriously vanished. "Trish, where are you?" he called out again in a stronger tone of voice. "Where the hell is she!" He said panicked.

            "Trish!" He called out urgently. He groped around in the darken room. The silence that surrounded him panicked him deeply.

            Suddenly the room was flooded with light, causing Gabriel to shield his eyes against it. His eyes accustomed themselves to the light and Gabriel glanced around the room. The floor of the room was littered with the bodies of dead shadows, but of Trish, not a trace. Gabriel walked over to the podium and picked up the stone, putting it in the same pocket as the crystal. He would need the keys to open the portal after he found Trish. He patted his pocket, making sure the keys were secured in his pocket and headed out of the room through the double doors. What he saw when he emerged into the hallway shocked him to the core.

            A demon enveloped in a red hue was walking down the hallway away from Gabriel. The demon held something in his arms and Gabriel caught a glimpse of blond hair. "Trish!" He called out before he could stop himself.

            The demon turned and looked at Gabriel. The demon looked straight into those light blue eyes, but the demon's red eyes were distant, glossed over, possessed. Gabriel pulled his eyes away from the demon and glanced down to its arms. Trish was sprawled out in its arms, blood dripping off the side of her mouth. Her eyes closed, she was either unconscious or worse. Gabriel glanced back into those red eyes, waiting for the demon's move. The demon simply backed away, a portal appeared behind him and he stepped into it.

            "Father? Is that you?" Gabriel asked hesitantly. He recognized the demon from his dream and he just had a feeling, deep in his chest. In his heart, he knew that was his father.

            The demon stood there silently, looking blankly continued to walk back into the portal. "Father, wait!" Gabriel staggered forward, his vision doubled for a second. His wounds were still bleeding. The demon continued, nothing was stopping him. "Dante!" Gabriel called out.

            That stopped the demon in his tracks. The demon transformed into the figure of a man, just like the one in the dream. Dante's red eyes stared intently at Gabriel, but no recognition of who stood in front of him came to those red eyes.

            "It's me Gabriel." Gabriel said steadying himself. "Your son."

            Still no recognition in those red eyes. Dante was half way in the portal when he wiggled his fingers tauntingly at Gabriel and completely stepped into the portal. Gabriel made a run for the portal, but it completely vanished just as he reached it. Gabriel fell down to his knees in desperation. He was all alone now. He had finally seen his father, but for what, his own father didn't even remember him and now he had taken Trish.

            "Trish," Gabriel said softly. "What is he going to do with her." Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Lady Deadly Nightshade: That's it for Chapter 8. I hope it was an ok chapter. Please review it would be greatly appreciated! Thanks! ^_^