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 10: The Siege, Part 1
Shopping... The only one true activity which disconnect you with the troubles of your life. The only real stress killer. The only real meditation practice. The... Dawn could go on thinking forever about the advantages of shopping as the only free time activity. But right now, she was too busy thinking about the new tank top she was wearing. One of her friends called for her.
"Dawn, when are you finished with the wardrobe. You spend ages in there!"
"Just a second!"
She looked herself in the mirror again to admire the top on her, deciding to buy or not to buy. Shakespeare in the mall! That would be a good one. She took it off and got her own clothes on.
"Finally we were just about to leave you in there!"
Dawn giggled. She took the top and went to the counter. Suddenly the "M-I" tune played out of her purse. The tune stopped playing as she took out her phone. Looking by the number, she knew what was coming up.
"OK look girls, my sis is going to pick me up at the ice-cream store."
Her companions stared at her surprisingly.
"Oh, woman? Whats with her picking you up already!?"
"I don't know, but I don't want to mess around too. You know her from counsulling."
"Yeah oh well, we just come with you for an ice cream."
They left the store after Dawn had paid.
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The parking lot was hot and full of cars. Finding a spot was close to none. Everyone fought for a spot. Like the black "Sqeaky" van that just pulled up and rammed into the free spot. The other SUV driver was sticking his head out to scream the standard "&% you" before he continued on to find another spot. The driver went into the back of his van. Four of his other colleagues were sitting and waiting for the go-code. The driver took out his radio.
"West 1-1 in position, awaiting go-code."
"Roger that, West 1-1."
The driver looked at the other four in the car. They were all nervous, especially one who was shaking continously with his leg. He clapped him on his back to quiet him down. He immediatly stopped staring at the driver. He just smiled.
"All teams, alpha go,go,go!"
"Alright, nice and clean guys, lets go!"
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Dawn was sucking at her spoon. The banana-choc combination tasted better than ever. She already had finished half of her banana-chocolate split less than four minutes.
"Damn, you must be in trouble."
Dawn looked up.
"Huh? No why..."
"Aha...."
A hand locked her right hand so Dawn would not cup up more ice-cream.
"Honey, whats wrong..."
Dawn paused a little before giving them a reasonable answer.
"Well, its family you know... Devil's family..."
She could not tell them the whole truth. Strictly forbidden by her all-knowing sister Buffy herself. The hand lifted up and went through her hair.
"Dawnie..."
"Speaking of the Devil, look whos coming."
Everyone looked to the incoming person. Dawn didn't care. She knew that Buffy would pick her up so she took some more the the banana-split before she would have to surrender it to her girls.
"So trying to ruin my fun again?"
"I am just doing what your sis told me to."
Dawn turned her head after hearing the masculine voice identifing itself as Dante. Buffy seemed to trust him more than before. The other four girls meanwhile were staring at him like some kind of movie star. One of them whispered something into Dawn's ear.
"Oh my god, isn't that your hot uncle?"
Dawn still could not believe this. Whatever she had felt for this man was gone now. Now there is just confusion, questions and hate. Yes, she hated him and what he had done to her.
"Uh yeah... I gotta got to the bathroom."
Dawn stood up and left the table. She was sick of this. Dante let out a sigh and followed her. The other four at the table could not stop staring him leave.
"Dawn is sooo lucky to have such a sexy uncle."
"Lucky!? What are you talking about. She would have married him if they weren't related. We should be lucky girls!"
"Too true!"
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"Dawn, Dawn...wait!"
Dante grabbed her arm before she could enter the bathroom. Dawn immediatly shook it off and looked at him angrily.
"Whats wrong with you? For the past weeks I think that you are actively avoiding me!"
"Well, what can I do about it?"
Dante shook his head.
"Look, why can't we just make peace here and go on with life?"
Dawn did not say anything. Dante continued with his speech to see if it worked.
"Look, we have talked about this. I mean it was a spell. I was affected, you were, your sister..."
"So? I remember that the spell only worked when you had that stupid jacket on. And what was that when I found you split naked in the master bedroom with my sister?"
Dante rubbed his forehead with his hand.
"Look, lets not forget the alcohol..."
"IT DOESN'T MATTER! Look, I start to believe that the world has something against me. Everyone I met ended up in my sister's bed. And now what is getting better is that she has more trust and respect for you than for me. Why can't the world just do my a favour and grant me with some happiness at least?"
Then she slapped him and escaped into the bathroom. Dante looked around to see that everyone had looked at them arguing.
"Teenagers..."
After hearing that word, the stand-byers continued their shopping trip, without asking themselves what had happend back there. Teenagers answered it all. The weird and learning generation. And Dante himself went into the empty men's bathroom.
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"Dawnie, whats wrong?"
Dawn grabbed her things on the chair. Her friends stared at her as if she had commited a crime. Dawn did not care what was on their minds. All she wanted now, was to get as far away from him as possible.
"I'm taking a cab home. Someone want to join me?"
"I thought that your uncle wanted to take you home..."
"Umm... well..."
Dawn tried to think of an excuse. She did not want them to know what went on outside the bathrooms. It was too embarressing already.
"Well, he wanted to hang out here some more... You know, the usual tourist..."
"Ahhh, so well, go along. We are going to wait for hi.... auch!!!"
She was about to finish the sentence when her friend punched her. Both of them looked at each other giving themselves ununderstandable looks, at least for Dawn. She rephrased her sentence.
"Well, we are going to wait for my mom to pick us up. She would come by here a bit later."
It was stupid, but it worked at least. Dawn rolled her eyes and started to depart, when a tall man, wearing a "Sqeaky" cleaning company overall, blocked her way . She tried to escape through the sides but the cleaner won't let her go.
"Hey man, got a problem."
The man smiled.
"Oh, yes. The fact that I cannot let you go."
Then he pulled out his AK-47 and fired up into the air.
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Dante had just washed his face, when he heard the shot. He immediatly identified it as an AK. A reliable, simple constructed, assault rifle, favored and copied by many of the world's armed forces and, unfortunatly, terrorist cells around the world.
"No gun when you need one."
At the specific request from the slayer, he was to keep his weapons at home and never carried them in public again since the incident with the quarterback. So he stood there, naked, in a mall filled with hostages and terrorists. But he was not a hostage yet. He walked to the door and opened it slightly to have a look at the situation. Light blue overall suits with "Sqeaky cleaners" on their backs. All of them armed till their teeth. They rallied all the hostages together. Dante slowly closed the door again to think. They would get here in notime to check for hostages. He needed to get out of there right now. He looked around the room to find something to escape. His eyes widened when he saw the air shaft on the ceiling.
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"Dawn, honey your home?"
Buffy closed the door behind her. She was tired. Another more day at work in school would kill her instantly. At least it was a friday. Weekends were coming up. Just nothing but sweet quiet two days of nothing but fun and...
"Damn. I hate this..."
She remembered her "tutoring lessons" with Dante. They agreed to train on weekends. Again no more sweet quiet two days of nothing. She crashed herself at the couch and switched on the TV. Her favorite sitcom was airing. She leaned back and enjoyed the two characters beating themselves up. Even though it was her favorite sitcom, her tiredness overcame her will to stay awake. She was about to shut off the TV and take a nap as the newsflash appeared on TV.
"We come to you now live from Sunnydale, California, as the local mall was seized by an armed group. The identity of the group nor their leader is still unknown. Experts say though that it might be a terrorist faction in the US supported by many terrorist organizations around the world. The police have set up a non-access perimeter around the mall and await the assistance of the LAPD SWAT units, which are on their way now at the request of the Sunnydale PD chief."
Buffy immediatly grabbed the phone and dialed Dawn's cell. In return, she got the number-does-not-exist tone. She started to sweat. It was not usual that she would have to save her sister again, but this was a different situation. No monsters or ghosts involved. Instead it was a group of trigger-happy humans. She grabbed her car keys and her cell and ran to her car, while dialing Willow's phone number.
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Dawn and her friends kept themselves close together as the "cleaners" brought more and more hostages into the store. The cleaners have split the hostages into different groups and stored them in different places. Dawn has been almost split from her friends if she did not stay together with her friends. One of them was already crying, as do other girls and women in the room. Dawn tried to calm down her friends as another man walked into the store, wearing a different outfit of that from the cleaners. He was clothed completly in black with a leather jacket. He shot one bullet into the air to get the attention of his hostages.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. As you know by now you have been invited to be my guests at this party. Nobody will get harmed in here if everyone do what I want. Believe me, when this is over and it will be over soon, you will all get to see your loved ones again. And, I don't want to say this cause you know it already, please no heroes ala Rambo or McClane in here. That would really be bad for him but worse for you."
Then he left to spread his message to the other hostages. Dawn almost memorized the message word by word. She continued though to calm the others down so she would have something to do. But then she asked herself where Dante might be right now.
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Buffy meanwhile arrived at the site. She exited her car and started to call for Dawn. The street was full of people, Police cars and TV vans. It was a mess of confusion. Everyone shouted and screamed for their loved ones. Some of them banged on the door to the CP the police has set up, a small bugalow, to get info about their missing persons. In the crowd, while continuing to call for Dawn, Willow and Xander appeared behind her.
"Hey Buff, whats up."
Buffy was relieved to see them. She needed their help now, both physically and mentally.
"Hi, thanks for coming. I suppose you heard the news."
Both of them nodded. Willow put a hand on her shoulder.
"Buffy, we don't even know if Dawn is in that mall. Let me do a locator spell to find her, OK?"
"I thought Dante was supposed to pick her up."
Buffy put her hand on her head.
"He does not even own a cell, otherwise I would have called him in an instant. But I mean if he did his job, then they shouldn't be inside that building. I would kill that idiot if he..."
Xander calmed Buffy down.
"OK, girls let keep it cool. We should split up and search for them, while you keep us informed when the spell located her OK."
The gang agreed and split to do their jobs.
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"I love this, just like old times."
Dante continued to crawl in the endless shaft. With nothing for defense and a house with full of bad guys, how will he be able to deal with that situation alone. He needed help. But first, he needed to find out where the hell he actually is. So he went on in hope of an answer.
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 10: The Siege, Part 1
Shopping... The only one true activity which disconnect you with the troubles of your life. The only real stress killer. The only real meditation practice. The... Dawn could go on thinking forever about the advantages of shopping as the only free time activity. But right now, she was too busy thinking about the new tank top she was wearing. One of her friends called for her.
"Dawn, when are you finished with the wardrobe. You spend ages in there!"
"Just a second!"
She looked herself in the mirror again to admire the top on her, deciding to buy or not to buy. Shakespeare in the mall! That would be a good one. She took it off and got her own clothes on.
"Finally we were just about to leave you in there!"
Dawn giggled. She took the top and went to the counter. Suddenly the "M-I" tune played out of her purse. The tune stopped playing as she took out her phone. Looking by the number, she knew what was coming up.
"OK look girls, my sis is going to pick me up at the ice-cream store."
Her companions stared at her surprisingly.
"Oh, woman? Whats with her picking you up already!?"
"I don't know, but I don't want to mess around too. You know her from counsulling."
"Yeah oh well, we just come with you for an ice cream."
They left the store after Dawn had paid.
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The parking lot was hot and full of cars. Finding a spot was close to none. Everyone fought for a spot. Like the black "Sqeaky" van that just pulled up and rammed into the free spot. The other SUV driver was sticking his head out to scream the standard "&% you" before he continued on to find another spot. The driver went into the back of his van. Four of his other colleagues were sitting and waiting for the go-code. The driver took out his radio.
"West 1-1 in position, awaiting go-code."
"Roger that, West 1-1."
The driver looked at the other four in the car. They were all nervous, especially one who was shaking continously with his leg. He clapped him on his back to quiet him down. He immediatly stopped staring at the driver. He just smiled.
"All teams, alpha go,go,go!"
"Alright, nice and clean guys, lets go!"
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Dawn was sucking at her spoon. The banana-choc combination tasted better than ever. She already had finished half of her banana-chocolate split less than four minutes.
"Damn, you must be in trouble."
Dawn looked up.
"Huh? No why..."
"Aha...."
A hand locked her right hand so Dawn would not cup up more ice-cream.
"Honey, whats wrong..."
Dawn paused a little before giving them a reasonable answer.
"Well, its family you know... Devil's family..."
She could not tell them the whole truth. Strictly forbidden by her all-knowing sister Buffy herself. The hand lifted up and went through her hair.
"Dawnie..."
"Speaking of the Devil, look whos coming."
Everyone looked to the incoming person. Dawn didn't care. She knew that Buffy would pick her up so she took some more the the banana-split before she would have to surrender it to her girls.
"So trying to ruin my fun again?"
"I am just doing what your sis told me to."
Dawn turned her head after hearing the masculine voice identifing itself as Dante. Buffy seemed to trust him more than before. The other four girls meanwhile were staring at him like some kind of movie star. One of them whispered something into Dawn's ear.
"Oh my god, isn't that your hot uncle?"
Dawn still could not believe this. Whatever she had felt for this man was gone now. Now there is just confusion, questions and hate. Yes, she hated him and what he had done to her.
"Uh yeah... I gotta got to the bathroom."
Dawn stood up and left the table. She was sick of this. Dante let out a sigh and followed her. The other four at the table could not stop staring him leave.
"Dawn is sooo lucky to have such a sexy uncle."
"Lucky!? What are you talking about. She would have married him if they weren't related. We should be lucky girls!"
"Too true!"
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"Dawn, Dawn...wait!"
Dante grabbed her arm before she could enter the bathroom. Dawn immediatly shook it off and looked at him angrily.
"Whats wrong with you? For the past weeks I think that you are actively avoiding me!"
"Well, what can I do about it?"
Dante shook his head.
"Look, why can't we just make peace here and go on with life?"
Dawn did not say anything. Dante continued with his speech to see if it worked.
"Look, we have talked about this. I mean it was a spell. I was affected, you were, your sister..."
"So? I remember that the spell only worked when you had that stupid jacket on. And what was that when I found you split naked in the master bedroom with my sister?"
Dante rubbed his forehead with his hand.
"Look, lets not forget the alcohol..."
"IT DOESN'T MATTER! Look, I start to believe that the world has something against me. Everyone I met ended up in my sister's bed. And now what is getting better is that she has more trust and respect for you than for me. Why can't the world just do my a favour and grant me with some happiness at least?"
Then she slapped him and escaped into the bathroom. Dante looked around to see that everyone had looked at them arguing.
"Teenagers..."
After hearing that word, the stand-byers continued their shopping trip, without asking themselves what had happend back there. Teenagers answered it all. The weird and learning generation. And Dante himself went into the empty men's bathroom.
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"Dawnie, whats wrong?"
Dawn grabbed her things on the chair. Her friends stared at her as if she had commited a crime. Dawn did not care what was on their minds. All she wanted now, was to get as far away from him as possible.
"I'm taking a cab home. Someone want to join me?"
"I thought that your uncle wanted to take you home..."
"Umm... well..."
Dawn tried to think of an excuse. She did not want them to know what went on outside the bathrooms. It was too embarressing already.
"Well, he wanted to hang out here some more... You know, the usual tourist..."
"Ahhh, so well, go along. We are going to wait for hi.... auch!!!"
She was about to finish the sentence when her friend punched her. Both of them looked at each other giving themselves ununderstandable looks, at least for Dawn. She rephrased her sentence.
"Well, we are going to wait for my mom to pick us up. She would come by here a bit later."
It was stupid, but it worked at least. Dawn rolled her eyes and started to depart, when a tall man, wearing a "Sqeaky" cleaning company overall, blocked her way . She tried to escape through the sides but the cleaner won't let her go.
"Hey man, got a problem."
The man smiled.
"Oh, yes. The fact that I cannot let you go."
Then he pulled out his AK-47 and fired up into the air.
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Dante had just washed his face, when he heard the shot. He immediatly identified it as an AK. A reliable, simple constructed, assault rifle, favored and copied by many of the world's armed forces and, unfortunatly, terrorist cells around the world.
"No gun when you need one."
At the specific request from the slayer, he was to keep his weapons at home and never carried them in public again since the incident with the quarterback. So he stood there, naked, in a mall filled with hostages and terrorists. But he was not a hostage yet. He walked to the door and opened it slightly to have a look at the situation. Light blue overall suits with "Sqeaky cleaners" on their backs. All of them armed till their teeth. They rallied all the hostages together. Dante slowly closed the door again to think. They would get here in notime to check for hostages. He needed to get out of there right now. He looked around the room to find something to escape. His eyes widened when he saw the air shaft on the ceiling.
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"Dawn, honey your home?"
Buffy closed the door behind her. She was tired. Another more day at work in school would kill her instantly. At least it was a friday. Weekends were coming up. Just nothing but sweet quiet two days of nothing but fun and...
"Damn. I hate this..."
She remembered her "tutoring lessons" with Dante. They agreed to train on weekends. Again no more sweet quiet two days of nothing. She crashed herself at the couch and switched on the TV. Her favorite sitcom was airing. She leaned back and enjoyed the two characters beating themselves up. Even though it was her favorite sitcom, her tiredness overcame her will to stay awake. She was about to shut off the TV and take a nap as the newsflash appeared on TV.
"We come to you now live from Sunnydale, California, as the local mall was seized by an armed group. The identity of the group nor their leader is still unknown. Experts say though that it might be a terrorist faction in the US supported by many terrorist organizations around the world. The police have set up a non-access perimeter around the mall and await the assistance of the LAPD SWAT units, which are on their way now at the request of the Sunnydale PD chief."
Buffy immediatly grabbed the phone and dialed Dawn's cell. In return, she got the number-does-not-exist tone. She started to sweat. It was not usual that she would have to save her sister again, but this was a different situation. No monsters or ghosts involved. Instead it was a group of trigger-happy humans. She grabbed her car keys and her cell and ran to her car, while dialing Willow's phone number.
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Dawn and her friends kept themselves close together as the "cleaners" brought more and more hostages into the store. The cleaners have split the hostages into different groups and stored them in different places. Dawn has been almost split from her friends if she did not stay together with her friends. One of them was already crying, as do other girls and women in the room. Dawn tried to calm down her friends as another man walked into the store, wearing a different outfit of that from the cleaners. He was clothed completly in black with a leather jacket. He shot one bullet into the air to get the attention of his hostages.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. As you know by now you have been invited to be my guests at this party. Nobody will get harmed in here if everyone do what I want. Believe me, when this is over and it will be over soon, you will all get to see your loved ones again. And, I don't want to say this cause you know it already, please no heroes ala Rambo or McClane in here. That would really be bad for him but worse for you."
Then he left to spread his message to the other hostages. Dawn almost memorized the message word by word. She continued though to calm the others down so she would have something to do. But then she asked herself where Dante might be right now.
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Buffy meanwhile arrived at the site. She exited her car and started to call for Dawn. The street was full of people, Police cars and TV vans. It was a mess of confusion. Everyone shouted and screamed for their loved ones. Some of them banged on the door to the CP the police has set up, a small bugalow, to get info about their missing persons. In the crowd, while continuing to call for Dawn, Willow and Xander appeared behind her.
"Hey Buff, whats up."
Buffy was relieved to see them. She needed their help now, both physically and mentally.
"Hi, thanks for coming. I suppose you heard the news."
Both of them nodded. Willow put a hand on her shoulder.
"Buffy, we don't even know if Dawn is in that mall. Let me do a locator spell to find her, OK?"
"I thought Dante was supposed to pick her up."
Buffy put her hand on her head.
"He does not even own a cell, otherwise I would have called him in an instant. But I mean if he did his job, then they shouldn't be inside that building. I would kill that idiot if he..."
Xander calmed Buffy down.
"OK, girls let keep it cool. We should split up and search for them, while you keep us informed when the spell located her OK."
The gang agreed and split to do their jobs.
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"I love this, just like old times."
Dante continued to crawl in the endless shaft. With nothing for defense and a house with full of bad guys, how will he be able to deal with that situation alone. He needed help. But first, he needed to find out where the hell he actually is. So he went on in hope of an answer.