Devil Trigger

Blood was pouring out from the mans wounds. He lowered his head. His wounds where healing, but very slowly. He was wounded badly and couldn't concentrate on healing.

He spoke with no fear or pain in his voice.

"This is not over, Dante Son Of Sparda is not so easily defeated."

The man let out a cry the sort that would make even the hardiest of men cringe. It was of pure hatred and anger.

Dante raised his sword but hesitated at the sound of lightening. He looked up, it was raining heavier than before and forks of lightening where striking the ground all round them.

The man in his knees started shaking his muscles having spasms. They seemed to be increasing in size; Dante knew what was going on. Suddenly the man was struck by lightening ripping his leather jacket.

His flesh was burned but his figure had changed. His body increased in size but now he had wings. His face was deformed and his arms and hands turned into burned demon claws.

Here was the devil Dante initially expected. There was nothing human left of the man. This was enough to worry Dante. Only he had Devil Trigger, the ability to control his inner devil.

The demon stood up, laughing madly.

"Now do you see what I am!" He screamed. "I am no mere mortal, I am the rightful ruler of this world."

Dante had dealt with things like this before, he would just have to work that little bit harder.

"No your mad" He said with a smirk.

"You dare mock me? Do you have any idea what I am." The demon replied.

"No but I would like you to tell me before I drain all the air from your twisted lungs." Dante was getting impatient again.

"I am you." The demon laughed. "I am what you would become with out your humanity. An all-powerful ruler, un defeat able. I have harnessed the evil inside. The demon I am. That makes me the better of us two." The demon laugh loudly and raised his hand, palm upwards.

In his hand there appeared a small fork of lightening, it danced around under his control. He launched his hand forward sending a bolt of lightening at Dante.

Dante calmly raised his sword, the lightening was drawn to it. The blade harnessed the lightening. Dante swung the blade sending the lightening straight back out at the demon.

It struck him clean in the chest and he let out a small cry. But it didn't appear to do much damage, it seemed this demon was the lightening type.

"So you think my humanity is a weakness do you." Dante smiled.

The Demon stepped back, hands pointed towards Dante.

"Your humanity tames the devil in side, I am what you really are, I am what you should be, I am perfect."

The Demon sent another bolt of lightening at Dante, this time he sidestepped it.

"For someone that's perfect you aint doin so good."

The demon attacked, it sent a flurry of punches and kicks at Dante. He had to puch himself to his limits, to block them. Still each hit was blocked or parried by his sword.

The last hit was a kick aimed at the right side of his head, He raised his sword and blocked it, pushing the demons leg up he let out a right side kick to its chest, and spun kicking out with his left leg, sending the demon at least 15 feet backwards of the ground.

Dante was pissed of now. He was slowly unleashing his strength. The Demon flipped up to it's feet once more. Kicking of the ground it flew straight at Dante firing burst of lightening his way, Dante jumped to the side just as the demon past.

He brought his sword down with un human strength cutting the flesh of the Demon. That wound would never heal the blade but too deep. The demon let out an ear-shattering cry, and turned slowly rising in the air.

Dante looked over at the girl lying against the door. Her body looked weak and fragile, and this monster had picked on her. He attempted to force her into doing his will, into being his pet.