[A.N.] One little review has kept me happy and writing A single good opinion does wonders for me :D

This is segment two of the three parts of Miseria Cantare. Look ahead to all the gore in part three! - Expect longer chapters after this first part is done, my writer's ADD has given me a short attention span =P And I am trying to avoid writing the damned battle scene - I've tried so many times! ::sobs and looks at the basket full of first drafts:: ::is shot suddenly with a Ritalin dart by the Angry Lawyers:: XX Oww…Hey, I already said I was sorry for the horribly short chapters you damn lawyers! ::shakes fist:: AND I PUT A DISCLAIMER ALREADY! ::lawyers slink away::
Anyways, heres part 2! :D

Devil May Cry: Losing Heart

Miseria Cantare

Dante rounded the corner to his living room, Alastor pointing threateningly at the unidentified intruder. Dante was taken aback by the figure that loomed before him. Enshrouded in shade, the edges of his raven cloak melded with the shadows of the room encased in night –It appeared as if he was part of the darkness, merely coming into existence by whim or convenience. Down to his shoulders, silver hair stained the obsidian of his full length leather cloak. Only the edges of his slender face were visible from the shreds of light sifting through the windows. And his eyes, his never fearing, piercing eyes were sapphire flecked with ice: Dante's own.

The thing that frightened Dante most was that this stranger was a near perfect facsimile of his 17 year-old self. The Hunter considered this to be the trickery of Hell but swiftly dismissed the idea; the way this young man's eyes sifted through him told Dante that he had nothing to do with The Inferno. Dante noticed a curious weapon clutched in the stranger's hand. The way it was constructed resembled that of a key. The length of the blade was of the deep black and the handle encasing the outsider's hand was a sinister red. The shape of a heart was cut out of the end of the weapon. The Dark aura surrounding this weapon was also unknown to Dante. It was the same mysterious atmosphere surrounding the stranger. The Hunter tried not to let it faze him but the shadows collecting around the outsider spread throughout the room and strangled him.

Mentally shaking himself Dante took a step forward, his grip on Alastor growing tighter.

"Hello Dante," the intruder said with no emotion, "I was starting to wonder if I would have to kill you in your sleep…" the Unknown looked to the floor as quiet laughter escaped him.

"Who are you and what do you want of my death?" Dante demanded forcefully, "You're not from Hell so what are you serving?!"

"Darkness…" he replied, seeming to cradle the word. His eyes slowly panned up from the floor to meet Dante's. "My name is Riku, an Unknown of Heart … I serve the True Darkness and control the Heartless Ones…"

Dante stepped back, his eyes narrowing slightly. An amused smirk played at Riku's mouth.

"What are you talking about…?" Dante asked with a disgusted and confused expression.

Riku ignored the question and moved through the shadows towards the unmoving Hunter.

"Hell and the Darkness are really no different you know," Riku began, "One in the same actually…"
"Darkness, devised of the Lustful, those yearning for power…" Riku sneered. "There are the ones being punished, those who oppose us… They are the Shades, tormented for Eternity…"
"We have our own legions as well," Riku continued, his arms outstretched, "Our servants."

Suddenly a cold expression that almost showed sadness came across Riku's face.

"We smother Light and bring suffering to fill our own emptiness and desires."

The two only looked back at each other, their gazes the same unwavering stare as both tried to decipher each other's contemplations. There was a sense of respect between the two that they both kept inside. It made them look at the other in silent, curious reverence. But the feelings were pushed aside as Riku spoke again.

"And now Hunter," Riku sneered, raising the ominous weapon towards Dante's heart, "I will relieve you of that which makes you so powerful." The smirk on Riku's face grew as his faint laughter rippled through the room.

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[A.N.] Yep that's it :D More avoiding of the combat scene - Please tell me any and all errors/typos I have made! Now go be nice and review for me ::hugs::