This is really great! Another chapter! You know…it actually only took me three days to write this story. –Nods- But it's coming along great! Well, I should like to think so anyway…I mean…I've been trying my best to stay true to characters and whatnot…and then there's the part about trying to think up what I want the characters to do and say next. But it's fun. I mean, that's what this is all about, having fun! Yeah…and for some, it's a cure for boredom. That and writing is just my passion. –Nods-

(I dedicate this chapter to Midnight Guardian Angel and Reifujinmurasakitora for being the first two to review my story! And my many thank yous will begin on Chapter 8…only because I was working on Chapter 7 when I checked my emails and saw the reviews…gomen! .)


Disclaimer: I told you before…I'm telling you again…I just don't own Devil May Cry 3…or anything affiliated with Devil May Cry 3, okay? Capcom does. I'm sorry, I really am. I really do wish that I did own that game…so that I could claim all the rights for it…and then I wouldn't have to put this disclaimer up on every single chapter…-sigh- But I just wasn't thinking! Damn, why didn't I think up Devil May Cry! –Bangs head against the wall- Stupid stupid stupid!


Me: -Panting- Wait! Slow…down…good…grief…are you…trying…to kill…me?

Dante: I thought you ran track?

Me: I do! But it's not as though I have a natural talent for it!

Dante: What? What talent, I thought it was all about running?

Me: Well, it's a lot more work than you think…plus I'm just lazy, and I eat the wrong foods all the time. Yeah…it really kills me…and anyway, I'm not really an Athlete…I'm a Writer…

Dante: Okay, enough chit chat, let's go.

Me: Okay…just bring it down to a slow jog will ya?

Dante: I don't think so. We have to get my sword back, and we need to move as quickly as possible.

Me: What's so special about that stupid sword? Can't you get another one?

Dante: My father gave it to me! NO we can't get another one! –Starts running again-

Me: Okay…-Starts running after Dante- OW! Stomach! Stomach! Stomach cramp over here! Oww….

Dante: Fine, you know what, you stay here. You're only slowing me down.

Me: Ow…okay…that's a good idea. I hope you get your sword back…

Dante: Yeah yeah…-Takes off running once again-

Me: -Snickers- Haha sucker! My stomach wasn't really cramping up…mwahahahahahaha….

Vergil: -Grabs from behind- Come here you little brat!

Me: Ahhhh! Oh come on! I thought I got rid of you guys…sheesh…

Vergil: Well…I need someone to hold hostage…

Me: And you couldn't have chosen someone else?

Vergil: -Holds sword to throat- You were the closest thing by, now shut up and stop questioning my actions!

Me: Oh, I would never do that. You're the bad guy, of course all your actions are going to be…hm…bad. You know…in some cases, that's not actually a bad thing. Is there going to be rape involved?

Vergil: With you? I wouldn't even think of degrading myself in such a manner…

Me: Well…don't think of it as degrading…think of it as you showing me dominance and hm…superiority…-Looks at audience and winks-

Vergil: Really? Do villains really do that?

Me: -Grin- You bet. And let me tell ya, I won't enjoy it one bit. –Talks behind hand to the audience- Yeah riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight…

Vergil: -Sits in thought- Well…I guess so…plus, it'll be awhile before my idiotic brother finds me anyway. Let's go.

Me: (Monotone) No wait…don't take me with you…and do horribly erotic things to my body against my will…really…

Vergil: Will you shut up? –Smacks with the back of hand-

Me: Ow! Oh…that was great…

Vergil: What! Are you some sort of masochist!

Me: Er, I mean, OW! That really really hurt like a freakin' bitch! Damn you!

Vergil: -Pulls Author along into a motel-


"WHAT!" Obsidia screamed at a guard, "What do you mean she's not in her room!"

She got up from her throne with the aid of her wings. Then she landed near the guard.

"You goddamned oafs let her get away!" She said angrily. She pulled out a dagger with her tail and stabbed the guard until he was dead.

She sighed with relief. "I feel so much better." She said with a smile, "Who needs an anger management class? I've got all the tools to manage my anger right here, the dagger being one of them."

She looked at the other guards in the room. "And let that be an example to you all! Find the girl and bring her back to me! If there is anyone hiding her…kill them on sight. No hesitations."

"Yes Mistress." They all said in unison, bowing.

Obsidia smiled. "Good. And whoever brings her back in one piece gets a higher ranking as officer."

They all cheered rowdily, and filed out of the throne room.

Obsidia sighed. "What will I tell Vergil? Well, I suppose what he doesn't know won't hurt him…in the meantime, I ought to check on my sister at my mansion to see how Dante is doing."

She turned into her human form and disappeared.

When she arrived at the mansion, the sun was setting.

"Ah, perfect. The real danger has only just begun Dante." Obsidia said, "Oh wait…I'm supposed to bring Dante to Vergil aren't I? Well, if he's really as good as I've heard…he should make it out alive."

Black vines began to grow outside of the mansion. Obsidia stepped inside. "Oh Catherine!" she said in a sing song high voice.

A woman appeared. "What? Who goes there?" she said.

She had fiery red hair and soft cream features. She had yellow eyes that were slit like a cat's, and purple lips. A curvy figure was shown in her dark purple dress. She bared her claws.

Obsidia snapped her fingers and the lights in the house came on. "Relax…it is only I, your sister."

"Oh…I was looking for my children. They ran off again. I swear, even the harshest beating can't make them do anything right!" Catherine said angrily.

Obsidia smiled, "Well…they are demons…they tend to rebel…"

"I think that someone entered this house." Catherine hissed.

"Oh, don't worry, it was only Dante. He's here by my wishes…and plans…" Obsidia said with an evil smile, "Shall we go cause some disorder?"

Catherine grinned. "Yes, of course."

Obsidia grinned, "I just don't understand why you don't love your own children…"

"They…it doesn't matter! Don't talk to me about my children! I have my reasons for acting the way that I do with them!" Catherine growled.

Obsidia held up her hands. "Alright. My, must you be such a crab?"

Catherine glared and disappeared. She ended up on the staircase. "Are you going to stand there all day, or are you going to help?"

Obsidia sighed. "Yes…I'm coming." She said, and she followed after her sister.

Meanwhile…

Linda was slowly healing. She smiled when she gently touched her face. "Alright!" she said as a cut on her cheek sealed itself closed.

"The pluses of being a demon I suppose…no visits to the doctor…" Dante said with a smile.

She sniffed the air. "Oh great…my aunt is here. That means only one thing." Linda said.

"What?" Dante asked.

"When my mother and Obsidia get together…they're basically a match made in hell." Linda said. "They like to dish out punishment together."

She scowled as she recalled a memory. She lifted up her shirt so that Dante could see her back. There were many scars that told each its own story.

"Yeah." She said, "And I can dislocate my shoulder. Both of them."

They came to a dead end, and Madeline pushed a stone in the wall. The wall in front of them moved, and they ended up in a room. They all heard a high pitched screech. Madeline held Linda for protection. Demons with scythes appeared, and filed into the room. Dante grabbed his guns and started firing away. Linda grabbed a sword off of the wall.

"Alright you bastards--come and get us!" Linda said.

One nearly sliced her arm.

Dante laughed, "I wouldn't provoke them if I weren't very experienced at fighting."

"That's not fair…you can say stuff like that!" Linda said as she stabbed the demon in the stomach and sliced it in half. It screamed in pain and died.

Madeline stood back and watched with fear. 'What can I do?' she thought. A screeching demon grabbed her. Madeline screamed.

Linda's head immediately snapped toward the scream. She froze. "Madeline…"

The demon began to squeeze Madeline's upper arms. "Ow! Let me go!" she said. She glared. "I'm tired of being thrown around like a rag doll!" Her red eyes began to glow, and she grew claws. She scratched the demon, and it released her. Dante took a few shots, and it died.

"Woah…" Linda said as Madeline transformed. She turned black, as though she were a shadow; the only thing recognizable about her was her silhouette and her eyes.

Demons ran after her and she held out a hand. They all died.

"That's a neat little trick young one, how about doing that to all of them?" Dante said.

Madeline walked through the room and sent out black orbs. They followed a demon individually and planted itself inside each one of them. Soon, all the demons were defeated.

"Alright Madeline! You so kick ass!" Linda said with a grin.

Madeline changed back into an innocent little girl. "It…was only because I had to protect myself."

"Shit, I wish I could do stuff like that. All I can do thus far is…heal myself, enter dreams, and I have a heightened sense of smell." Linda said as they walked out of the room.

"I think we should go back to the basement." Dante said.

"You might want to clear out the upstairs first, before you worry about the downstairs portion of the house." Linda said.

"Yes, but if there's a demon portal in the basement, and we clear out all of the demons in the house, they will still manage to keep getting inside." Dante said.

"Maybe so…but we can't just get downstairs now…I mean…we'll still be bombarded with demons. Let's just try to focus on the upstairs. If we make it to the basement before midnight, we should be fine." Linda said.

"What happens at midnight?" Dante asked.

"Well…that's when it gets really bad…almost like a demon happy-hour. Very bad." Linda said.

"What time is it now?" Dante asked.

"There should be a clock in almost every room. Why, I don't know." Linda said.

Dante looked around the room that they were in. He saw a clock hanging on the wall. "8:20 pm" he said, "We need to get moving. If it seems that all of us won't be able to make it to the basement in time…I'm going to need you to go instead."

Linda stared at him in shock. "What? What can I do?"

"I'll let you know when the time comes. But let's hope that it doesn't, and that we're able to make it on time." Dante said.

Linda gave a small sigh.

They continued out of the room.