Forever Hunters
Devil May Cry/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Dante gets called by Giles to Sunnydale to train Buffy in order to highend up her skills. Unknown to the Buffy gang though is Dante's true being and the new danger both of them will face.
Chapter 3: The training begins
Buffy smacked the alarm clock. She forgot to turn it off since there is no work on Saturday (duh!). It was still dark outside Still tired and confused by the events from last night, she pulled the covers over her again and tried to sleep. However, she could not get her mind off that Dante guy. What in the hell is he really? Completly human would not be the right definition. The way he killed off those vamps out there was not human at all. Though Giles used his explanation of intense training and experience, she would say that it has to do with dark powers. Might be that he is a human with dark powers like Willow. But her keen Slayer senses were going wild around him, like he is some sort of higher demon or something else. Huh, might be the strong dark powers too. And that sword. Completely organic. And brutally heavy. Dawn asked to hold it once and she almost sliced the floor in two if it weren't for that Dante. He said that he found this useful thing in one of his jobs. Though it might apart from his sword Buffy woundn't believe that he is "human enough". She would find out sooner or later.
There was also something else. Giles briefed them about the increased demon activity in the world. The number of incidents over the world increased slowly and unnocitible, but they were increasing. He set the example on her usual hunting yesterday and the incident outside her house. They were only on one day, but another count for the increasing world incidents. But if we were talking about the whole world, then why the hell was Sunnydale the same as usual? Vamps killing people, her killing vamps. Dante thought that she would not notice the difference cause she is blonde. Buffy would have killed him instantly, including her sister who was laughing all the way. She could have sworn that he was becoming more an ass the longer he stayed here. Anyway Dante also mentioned that he would normally have a shitload of jobs to do then, but there were no calls at all. Also the number of deaths of demon hunters were increasing. That was very strange since he was a demon hunter after all and he had no big fights before he got to Sunnydale. Giles drew an early conclusion that the powers of darkness would be going after demon hunters first. He might be going back to London for a while to check with the council.
"Click, click..."
Buffy did not move at all, though anyone would have jumped up, grabbed a saw-off and blew the first guy right away. She knew that sound to well now. They were from Dante's guns. He was probably cleaning them. But why outside her window? Was he doing this intentionally just to piss her off? Probably... She ignored the sounds and tried to get to sleep.
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Leaning on the wall adjacent to the window, Dante was cleaning his guns while humming a song along. He had these guns since he started the business long ago. Ever since his loss of his mother and brother, he swore revenge on those who did this. A greenhorn at that time, he started with only the sword, that his father left him and went rampage on every monster he saw. During one of those rampage nights he crossed swords with a cloaked hunter. Though his strength and speed were unmatched, the hunter beat him easily with 6 shots off his colt single action army. Though he did not let him rott. Instead he took him under his wing and tought him the skills of combat and handling battle situations. The guns themselves were modified from 2 old colt 1911 45ers. But Dante modified the guns so much that it would almost looked brand new. New slide, increased mag capacity, robust material, better accuracy etc. Even the hunter was surprised by the work of his student. His sword skills were also partly form him mixing Japanese Samurai sword techniques with pure strength, Trash-it-Dante style the hunter used to call it. After a couple of months of intense training and hunting, the hunter left Dante after he learned everything he could. He said that his work is done here and he would pass the torch onwards to other hunters. "We must pass on what we learned, otherwise who would be there to protect this world!" These were the last words before he left. Since then he had no contact, no word, not even a postcard from him. And now he is going to pass on skills to that Buffy girl. Seems like it was predestined already. Maybe that is what we were here for. Someone does it, someone remembers, everybody passes it on.
"Damn, hope that I don't get too soft. But that is some chick I gotta work on."
With that in mind, he continued to clean his guns and waited for the sun to rise.
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"Aaarggg!!" Buffy cried out in pain after she fell on the floor again. Dante walked around, waiting for her to get up.
"Ah comon, Slayer! Is that all you can pull off? Seems like a wonder that you are still alive!"
Buffy couldn't stand this any longer. They already fought against themselves more than half an hour nonstop and he still can't let go of his trash-talk. Shit, he is even better than her in that!
"Don't talk boy, just die!"
"Thats the spirit! Come on, I am waiting!"
Buffy stood up again, while Dante got back into his fighting stance. Buffy started to throw a few punches followed by a set of roundhouse kicks and sweeps. However, they hit nothing but air. Dante was just too fast. Even with slayer powers, he just wouldn't get hit. It was like some bad dream. Or even a nightmare. Anyway, Buffy fought with almost every ounce of strength left in her. Even that though wasn't enough. Dante caught her last tornado kick and threw her up in the air. Buffy did not care anymore. Fine, he was much better than her, but why is he showing off so much? What the hell is the deal anyway with training her? Wasn't she good and experienced enough already? Didn't she saved the world more than countless times? It just made her sick! She returned back to reality when Dante caught her.
"You can punch and kick, but that is all you can do! Enemies don't fight in a pattern. You never know what they are up to next! Always be creative!"
Buffy was sick of his mouth and threw her fist towards Dante's face, which he caught easily. Dante smiled and released his student to rest. He threw her a bottle of water though she was too tired to even catch it. What a day! She was tired, got beaten up by some ass and her shirt was soaked in sweat like she would drown in it. She grabbed the bottle and let the water flow over her head.
"Is that normal how you treat your students?"
Dante didn't turn around. He was too busy drinking and wiping of the sweat from his face.
"You are my first one," he said in a monoistic tone.
Dawn appeared in front of the door with a bag full of water and bananas. She was grinning again after she saw the good work Dante did on her sister. Buffy looked up to notice something different on Dawn.
"Dawn, what are you doing in sport clothes?"
"Training, like you sis!"
"Go ahead then. I am done for now!"
Dawn got happy and ran towards Dante to receive her first training. Buffy walked back to her bagpack and sat down on the side of the door. The cool breeze gently blew of the sweat from her face. It was wonderful.
"Tired already?"
Giles leaned on the side of the door, effectively blocking the cool wind. Buffy couldn't care less. She let her head fell on the otherside while listening to Dawn's grunts.
"You weren't that tired when you trained with me! What is wrong?"
"What do you think? Dante drives me nuts! He could at least be a bit friendly like to her."
Buffy used her head to point at Dante and Dawn. He showed her the usual self-defense stuff. But more gently and easily. Buffy knew that Dawn was a greenie in fighting, but she would expect some friendliness at least. Not like this make-me-down and trash-me attitude she got when she fought Dante. Giles just shook his head.
"You are already experienced. He would not go friendly with you cause you know how it is when fighting enemies. I did not go and just pick up random people, Buffy. I chose him because of his knowledge and experience in this kind of field. And since the happenings that I told you last night, I thought it might be better that you would get some more professional teaching than from me."
"I would prefer your boring talk more than this guy's trash!"
Giles lifted his glasses a bit.
"Thats good to hear. And by the way I will be flying on Tuesday to a meeting with the newly formed council. They have recalled all surviving watchers. I hope I will get out something from there!"
"Lets just hope for the sake of all of us!"
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Buffy got up after she staked the last vampire back to hell. Dante and Dawn were leaning against a gravestone, while Dante looked deeply concentrated. He was analysing the whole fight against the vampires. Though he seemed neither happy nor angry at Buffy's performance. Dawn though was just focused on her neighbor. Buffy had let her come this time cause, one, she would be safe with Dante, and two, she would shut up for a while. Why did she trust her sister's life with him anyways? They didn't even know each other for long! Well, yeah a week passed by already but still.... She could not understand why she would trust him with someone important in her life. Anyways, no time to think about it now. She is safe alright, that is what matters. Buffy walked back towards her audience to receive her "report".
"What now? Good enough? See I killed everyone without a scratch!"
Dante raised an eyebrow.
"Scratch, then what is this?" He pointed at the small open scar on her neck. Buffy didn't seem to care.
"So? What about it? I am still alive you know!"
Dante started to walk around, beginning his insight.
"You are too open. Easy to hit! You fight too predictable. More easily to kill! Now this is just a wolfpack but when you are up against a large number, then you gotta refine your strategies. Improvise, Buffy! Improvise! And one more thing. Speed is all that counts in this. Strength, Endurance, Agility, count them all, are secondary. The faster you are, the faster you kill.
Buffy was impressed, but also pissed.
"Hmm, you know that is the first time you actually said something more appropriate! Did you had an enlightenment recently?"
Dante laughed. This girl was good!
"Dante, Buffy. I think we have more company!"
Dawn pointed at the rising vampires behind her sister. They were a number alright. About 14. Dante pulled out his guns and gave them to both Dawn and Buffy.
"Lean back and enjoy! I will take care of these suckers!"
Buffy remembered something. Normal bullets have never killed vampires before.
"Hey, you sure these are loaded with the right stuff?"
Dante clicked off both mags and showed them to both.
"Silver bullets, babe. I made some more while you were sleeping all afternoon. Now if you excuse me, but Sparda is hungry!"
Buffy and Dawn watched him speeding off. That guy must be hungry for demon-slaying, alright. Dawn took a look at the shining gun in her hands. Ivory. Wonder why he named them so. And that sword, he called it Sparda. An unusual name for it. Maybe there is something in the books about this sword. Dawn's attention though quickly returned to the deadly toy in her hands.
"Must have been like his life's work! Look at the design of it."
She handed it over to her sis, but Buffy seemed uninterested. She just watched Dante slaying the vamps to dust with that oversized sword. What a show-off! She took aim with Ebony at Dante. She wanted to pull so badly if it hasn't been for her common sense and her sister. If the world would really be "only the strongest survive" she would have pulled the trigger right away.
"Yeah well just hope they work!"
Buffy reaimed though and shot the vamp right next to her. Thank god for her reflex-like senses. Then she handed the gun to Dawn and drew her stake.
"Dawn, I will be trusting you that you don't shoot me. I think I will stick to my own style. Be seeing you!"
Dawn watched as the two hunters did their duties. Then she noticed a small group of three vamps approaching Dante from the left side. She took a look at the guns again.
"I guess I might be useful for something," she thought, while aiming at the vamps.
Devil May Cry/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Dante gets called by Giles to Sunnydale to train Buffy in order to highend up her skills. Unknown to the Buffy gang though is Dante's true being and the new danger both of them will face.
Chapter 3: The training begins
Buffy smacked the alarm clock. She forgot to turn it off since there is no work on Saturday (duh!). It was still dark outside Still tired and confused by the events from last night, she pulled the covers over her again and tried to sleep. However, she could not get her mind off that Dante guy. What in the hell is he really? Completly human would not be the right definition. The way he killed off those vamps out there was not human at all. Though Giles used his explanation of intense training and experience, she would say that it has to do with dark powers. Might be that he is a human with dark powers like Willow. But her keen Slayer senses were going wild around him, like he is some sort of higher demon or something else. Huh, might be the strong dark powers too. And that sword. Completely organic. And brutally heavy. Dawn asked to hold it once and she almost sliced the floor in two if it weren't for that Dante. He said that he found this useful thing in one of his jobs. Though it might apart from his sword Buffy woundn't believe that he is "human enough". She would find out sooner or later.
There was also something else. Giles briefed them about the increased demon activity in the world. The number of incidents over the world increased slowly and unnocitible, but they were increasing. He set the example on her usual hunting yesterday and the incident outside her house. They were only on one day, but another count for the increasing world incidents. But if we were talking about the whole world, then why the hell was Sunnydale the same as usual? Vamps killing people, her killing vamps. Dante thought that she would not notice the difference cause she is blonde. Buffy would have killed him instantly, including her sister who was laughing all the way. She could have sworn that he was becoming more an ass the longer he stayed here. Anyway Dante also mentioned that he would normally have a shitload of jobs to do then, but there were no calls at all. Also the number of deaths of demon hunters were increasing. That was very strange since he was a demon hunter after all and he had no big fights before he got to Sunnydale. Giles drew an early conclusion that the powers of darkness would be going after demon hunters first. He might be going back to London for a while to check with the council.
"Click, click..."
Buffy did not move at all, though anyone would have jumped up, grabbed a saw-off and blew the first guy right away. She knew that sound to well now. They were from Dante's guns. He was probably cleaning them. But why outside her window? Was he doing this intentionally just to piss her off? Probably... She ignored the sounds and tried to get to sleep.
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Leaning on the wall adjacent to the window, Dante was cleaning his guns while humming a song along. He had these guns since he started the business long ago. Ever since his loss of his mother and brother, he swore revenge on those who did this. A greenhorn at that time, he started with only the sword, that his father left him and went rampage on every monster he saw. During one of those rampage nights he crossed swords with a cloaked hunter. Though his strength and speed were unmatched, the hunter beat him easily with 6 shots off his colt single action army. Though he did not let him rott. Instead he took him under his wing and tought him the skills of combat and handling battle situations. The guns themselves were modified from 2 old colt 1911 45ers. But Dante modified the guns so much that it would almost looked brand new. New slide, increased mag capacity, robust material, better accuracy etc. Even the hunter was surprised by the work of his student. His sword skills were also partly form him mixing Japanese Samurai sword techniques with pure strength, Trash-it-Dante style the hunter used to call it. After a couple of months of intense training and hunting, the hunter left Dante after he learned everything he could. He said that his work is done here and he would pass the torch onwards to other hunters. "We must pass on what we learned, otherwise who would be there to protect this world!" These were the last words before he left. Since then he had no contact, no word, not even a postcard from him. And now he is going to pass on skills to that Buffy girl. Seems like it was predestined already. Maybe that is what we were here for. Someone does it, someone remembers, everybody passes it on.
"Damn, hope that I don't get too soft. But that is some chick I gotta work on."
With that in mind, he continued to clean his guns and waited for the sun to rise.
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"Aaarggg!!" Buffy cried out in pain after she fell on the floor again. Dante walked around, waiting for her to get up.
"Ah comon, Slayer! Is that all you can pull off? Seems like a wonder that you are still alive!"
Buffy couldn't stand this any longer. They already fought against themselves more than half an hour nonstop and he still can't let go of his trash-talk. Shit, he is even better than her in that!
"Don't talk boy, just die!"
"Thats the spirit! Come on, I am waiting!"
Buffy stood up again, while Dante got back into his fighting stance. Buffy started to throw a few punches followed by a set of roundhouse kicks and sweeps. However, they hit nothing but air. Dante was just too fast. Even with slayer powers, he just wouldn't get hit. It was like some bad dream. Or even a nightmare. Anyway, Buffy fought with almost every ounce of strength left in her. Even that though wasn't enough. Dante caught her last tornado kick and threw her up in the air. Buffy did not care anymore. Fine, he was much better than her, but why is he showing off so much? What the hell is the deal anyway with training her? Wasn't she good and experienced enough already? Didn't she saved the world more than countless times? It just made her sick! She returned back to reality when Dante caught her.
"You can punch and kick, but that is all you can do! Enemies don't fight in a pattern. You never know what they are up to next! Always be creative!"
Buffy was sick of his mouth and threw her fist towards Dante's face, which he caught easily. Dante smiled and released his student to rest. He threw her a bottle of water though she was too tired to even catch it. What a day! She was tired, got beaten up by some ass and her shirt was soaked in sweat like she would drown in it. She grabbed the bottle and let the water flow over her head.
"Is that normal how you treat your students?"
Dante didn't turn around. He was too busy drinking and wiping of the sweat from his face.
"You are my first one," he said in a monoistic tone.
Dawn appeared in front of the door with a bag full of water and bananas. She was grinning again after she saw the good work Dante did on her sister. Buffy looked up to notice something different on Dawn.
"Dawn, what are you doing in sport clothes?"
"Training, like you sis!"
"Go ahead then. I am done for now!"
Dawn got happy and ran towards Dante to receive her first training. Buffy walked back to her bagpack and sat down on the side of the door. The cool breeze gently blew of the sweat from her face. It was wonderful.
"Tired already?"
Giles leaned on the side of the door, effectively blocking the cool wind. Buffy couldn't care less. She let her head fell on the otherside while listening to Dawn's grunts.
"You weren't that tired when you trained with me! What is wrong?"
"What do you think? Dante drives me nuts! He could at least be a bit friendly like to her."
Buffy used her head to point at Dante and Dawn. He showed her the usual self-defense stuff. But more gently and easily. Buffy knew that Dawn was a greenie in fighting, but she would expect some friendliness at least. Not like this make-me-down and trash-me attitude she got when she fought Dante. Giles just shook his head.
"You are already experienced. He would not go friendly with you cause you know how it is when fighting enemies. I did not go and just pick up random people, Buffy. I chose him because of his knowledge and experience in this kind of field. And since the happenings that I told you last night, I thought it might be better that you would get some more professional teaching than from me."
"I would prefer your boring talk more than this guy's trash!"
Giles lifted his glasses a bit.
"Thats good to hear. And by the way I will be flying on Tuesday to a meeting with the newly formed council. They have recalled all surviving watchers. I hope I will get out something from there!"
"Lets just hope for the sake of all of us!"
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Buffy got up after she staked the last vampire back to hell. Dante and Dawn were leaning against a gravestone, while Dante looked deeply concentrated. He was analysing the whole fight against the vampires. Though he seemed neither happy nor angry at Buffy's performance. Dawn though was just focused on her neighbor. Buffy had let her come this time cause, one, she would be safe with Dante, and two, she would shut up for a while. Why did she trust her sister's life with him anyways? They didn't even know each other for long! Well, yeah a week passed by already but still.... She could not understand why she would trust him with someone important in her life. Anyways, no time to think about it now. She is safe alright, that is what matters. Buffy walked back towards her audience to receive her "report".
"What now? Good enough? See I killed everyone without a scratch!"
Dante raised an eyebrow.
"Scratch, then what is this?" He pointed at the small open scar on her neck. Buffy didn't seem to care.
"So? What about it? I am still alive you know!"
Dante started to walk around, beginning his insight.
"You are too open. Easy to hit! You fight too predictable. More easily to kill! Now this is just a wolfpack but when you are up against a large number, then you gotta refine your strategies. Improvise, Buffy! Improvise! And one more thing. Speed is all that counts in this. Strength, Endurance, Agility, count them all, are secondary. The faster you are, the faster you kill.
Buffy was impressed, but also pissed.
"Hmm, you know that is the first time you actually said something more appropriate! Did you had an enlightenment recently?"
Dante laughed. This girl was good!
"Dante, Buffy. I think we have more company!"
Dawn pointed at the rising vampires behind her sister. They were a number alright. About 14. Dante pulled out his guns and gave them to both Dawn and Buffy.
"Lean back and enjoy! I will take care of these suckers!"
Buffy remembered something. Normal bullets have never killed vampires before.
"Hey, you sure these are loaded with the right stuff?"
Dante clicked off both mags and showed them to both.
"Silver bullets, babe. I made some more while you were sleeping all afternoon. Now if you excuse me, but Sparda is hungry!"
Buffy and Dawn watched him speeding off. That guy must be hungry for demon-slaying, alright. Dawn took a look at the shining gun in her hands. Ivory. Wonder why he named them so. And that sword, he called it Sparda. An unusual name for it. Maybe there is something in the books about this sword. Dawn's attention though quickly returned to the deadly toy in her hands.
"Must have been like his life's work! Look at the design of it."
She handed it over to her sis, but Buffy seemed uninterested. She just watched Dante slaying the vamps to dust with that oversized sword. What a show-off! She took aim with Ebony at Dante. She wanted to pull so badly if it hasn't been for her common sense and her sister. If the world would really be "only the strongest survive" she would have pulled the trigger right away.
"Yeah well just hope they work!"
Buffy reaimed though and shot the vamp right next to her. Thank god for her reflex-like senses. Then she handed the gun to Dawn and drew her stake.
"Dawn, I will be trusting you that you don't shoot me. I think I will stick to my own style. Be seeing you!"
Dawn watched as the two hunters did their duties. Then she noticed a small group of three vamps approaching Dante from the left side. She took a look at the guns again.
"I guess I might be useful for something," she thought, while aiming at the vamps.