Dante sat in his shop, coatless. A nameless shop, as he had never thought of a name for it. 'Dante's Demon B-Gone' was just way too corny. He leaned on his chair, and started to doze off. Nothing could stop him from doing so, right? Suddenly, Dante felt a cold breeze. Must've left the door open. He woke up, sat his chair down, and looked to see... a closed door. 'What the...' he mouthed to himself as he got up and walked closer to the door. Suddenly, he heard 5 loud stabs, and felt 5 sharp pains all over his body. He sighed. He looked around to see 5 Rabbids, their fur a dark, sickly grey, their eyes nothing but empty sockets, and their mouths hanging open and soulless. They each wore a black cloak, and held a scythe, each of which had a blade that was impaled in Dante's flesh. "Hell Prides? I hope this isn't your way of saying hello, whoever you are." He said, his voice giving off an air of disintrest. "No. It's not. It's my way of inviting you!" A disembodied voice retorted. "To what? A funeral? Well I hate to say it, but I don't feel like playing dead today. Come again let's say... never." The voice giggled cutely. Which Dante found undeniably... creepy. "Oh My, a feisty one! Have fun boys!!" "Don't count on it!" Dante shouted. And the disembodied voice faded away. The Hell Prides started to chuckle. They were told to have fun, well they were about to have the time of their lives with the famed Devil Hunter! But not in the way they expected.

Their already gaping mouths gaped a little more once they saw one of them get thrown across the room! When they looked back, the saw that Dante was spinning the missing Hell Pride's head like a basketball! He walked toward a jukebox, dragging another Hell Pride across the floor. He raised his hand above his head, and said "This party's gettin' crazy! Let's Rock!"


The WM ARC sat dormant, and silent. Edge has been living here since the least year's events. She was currently polishing her sword, the Flying Blade. All of a sudden, she felt a cold chill run up her spine. She sighed. She knew exactly what this meant, and it was annoying. "What do you want Midnite." The ghost-esque Rabbid faded into existence, waving her paper fan dramatically. "Nothing but to give you a little Invitation." "Not interested." Midnite's eyes widened. "But you haven't even heard the offer!!" "I don't care. I want nothing to do with the Spark Hunters. Not until you prove to me that you've seen the light." Midnite sighed. She knew this was gonna happen. "I hoped I wouldn't have to spoil the surprise, but I won't be joining the "light side" anytime soon. None of us will!" Edge lifted a brow. "And why is that?" Midnite giggled annoyingly. "Because Cursa has returned." Edge's eyes widened, and she picked her sword, bringing the blade to Midnite's neck. "Quit playing with me! We killed Cursa! This isn't a funny joke!!!" "You'll be happy to know that this isn't a joke at all! Cursa has truly returned! and with her new power, you and your little friends won't stand a chance in hell!!!" Edge slashed at Midnite, but she simply teleported before the attack connected. Midnite waved goodbye, fading away. Edge grunted in anger. Is it true? had all their hard work been undone? She stabbed her sword into the ground and screamed in pure, unadulterated Rage.


Devil May Cry 3 OST - Track 03

"Woo-hoo!!!" Dante shouted as he rode a spinning Hell Pride across the floor, shooting at its allies. He jumped off the Hell Pride and onto the edge of a pool table, causing to tip over, sending all of the balls flying. Dante stood upright, and took out his white and black gun, Ivory. He took aim, and shot the white pool ball, causing a chain reaction that sent the rest of the balls cascading around the room, hitting and injuring the rest of the Hell Prides. Afterwards, he turned around, and caught his coveted sword, The Rebellion, (which was sent flying into by a stray pool ball) by the handle, and sliced the pool table in half, kicking the halves towards the groups of soldiers.

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"So let-a me get this straight, Cursa somehow survived our full on ONSLAUGHT of attacks?" Mario asked. Edge nodded angrily. "How?" Rabbid Luigi inquired. "Midnite didn't say, she only said that she's back." Rabbid Mario chuckled. "Well what do we have to worry about, eh? We've taken her out once before, how about-a we just do it again?" Edge sighed. "It's not that simple this time. She also said that we won't have a chance in hell now that Cursa has a new set of powers." Rabbid Mario let out a quiet "crap". "Well, whatever new power Cursa has, we'll be able to handle it, won't we?" Beep-O the disc shaped, screen faced robot cheerfully asked in his (kind of pretentious) British accent. "Not sure. The prospect seems pretty scary. But, I have faith you guys, faith in us." Edge answers, encouraging the group.


Cont.

Dante continues to stylishly lay waste to his opponents. He Shoots and slashes each and everyone. He even manages to shoot the ceiling fan, causing it to crash onto a group of Hell Prides.

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Finally, only one is left. He stomps on his neck and starts to crush it. "Tell me. Who sent you, if you can even talk." To his surprise, the Hell Pride actually speaks. "I'll never talk! I serve my glorious master, and you are the enemy! I am not obligated to tell you a thing." Dante gains a smirk of pure evil. "Is that so? Then I guess you won't mind me stomping out that talking area?!" "...what?" "I mean, you most certainly won't need it!!! I mean, you aren't obligated to tell me anything!!! How about I help you... resist the temptation?" Dante says, stomping on the Demon's throat. "Even with this, you won't get me to reveal anything about master-


The Hell Pride gets sent flying out of the door.

Dante walks out, His face covered with his hair. "After all these years. I finally found you." He turns to his shop, and his eyes widen. "Ah! Those guys totaled my shop! And I don't even have a name for it yet!" He turns around angrily, before swinging his coat around and donning it. "You'd better hope you have insurance." Dante whispered to himself angrily before looking down at the note in his hand. "Because you're gonna have hell to pay." He says, walking into the night.

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