My fourteenth chapter. Well, last chapter didn't particularly do it for me…but I guess I don't want to rush things with Lady and Dante anyway, ya know? But it sparked another idea, which I will be using for this chapter. . So yeah, greatness—eh? Yeah…I have a track meet on Tuesday and Thursday. Wish me luck! Oy, I am not going to feel like running, but, I'm going to run as though someone dear to me is at the finish line…. That could work. I have to be focused on stuff other than running, or else I'll focus on how goddamned tired I actually am. Uggh. I really feel like I'm not an athlete but my coach says differently. He believes in me…but, I guess I would have to expect him to do those things because…well…he's crazy! Hahahaha! . But yeah, he said that if we win States this year, he might consider leaving us and going to coach a public school. –Sigh- Now why in the world is he going to do that? Well…what do I care? I might not even go out for track next year…but then…if I run over the summer, I might. –Sigh- Well, I won't worry about it 'til then I suppose. Hm…


Disclaimer: Ha! I am Houdini! I got out of my straight jacket and now I'm going to escape!

Nurse: Alright, you're free to go nutcase.

Me: Hey! Anyway…I'm going home. No more Capcom. –Whew- I don't own Devil May Cry 3! I don't own anything Devil May Cry! Thank you Lord! Wooooooooo Hooooooooooo! –Pulls up to house- Uh…this doesn't look like my old house…

Capcom and some doctors: -Examine, take notes-

Me: Hm…oh well. Hey, where is everybody? And why do I suddenly feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone? O.o Nooooooooooooooooo! This is the doing of Capcom! I thought I was freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!


-Gun shots go off-

Arkham drops the needle.

Dante: Let her go you ugly ass bastard.

Me: Oh thank goodness you're here Dante!

Dante: Do I know you?

Me: Uh…yeah…why, don't you remember me?

Dante: I can't say that I do…

Demons appear-

Dante: Okay little lady, let's get going…-Throws Author over shoulder-

Me: Here we go again…-Shakes head-


Obsidia smiled evilly as her army marched toward her. She was sitting on the edge of a stone water fountain. The army stopped a few feet in front of her.

"Where is my finest general?" Obsidia asked.

A woman in black armor stepped forward. She had dark red eyes and long black hair. She kneeled before Obsidia.

"Yes Mistress." She said.

"Ah…Dai." Obsidia said with a smile, "I need to speak with you. The rest of you can go home."

The demon army stomped twice and then disappeared.

"My mistress…what is your desire of destruction? I will bring it to pass as it pleases you."

"Nothing just yet. I have to do a few things first." Obsidia said, "But after I do those things, I will require an ambush from the army."

"I hope that I am not being out of my place," Dai said, "But may I ask what exactly your plans are?"

Obsidia laughed enthrallingly. "Darling, you are one of my most loyal subjects. Of course I'll share my plans with you."

Dai looked up.

"I am going to trick Dante again. When I get him where I want him, which will be in the underworld, I'll tell you to call upon Vergil, and to have the army in place. Dante will be ambushed by the army, and Vergil will have him. Then I will have no reason to be his servant anymore." Obsidia said.

"That idea sounds grand." Dai said.

"I know." Obsidia said, examining her nails.

"Is that all that you wish for me to do?" Dai asked.

"As of the moment…yes. You can leave so that I can put my plan to work." Obsidia said.

Dai nodded and disappeared.

Obsidia stood up and closed her eyes. "Time for a new look." She said with a smile.

Black sparkle dust swirled about her and she was transformed. She had soft, curly green hair that reached down to her shoulders, and delicate porcelain features. She was wearing ripped jeans and a white midriff. She also had on tan work boots. She smiled at her reflection, which showed utter innocence. She had dimples and her face was kissed with freckles.

"Now to go and get Dante." She said.

Dante stared at Lady, who was staring at the floor as she laid on the couch.

"So…you're still not going to tell me why you hate me?" he asked.

"Why do you care anyway? I hate all demons, get that through your fucking head—okay? You're no exception." Lady spat.

Dante glared. "I'm getting a little tired of your smart remarks." He said.

"Oh yeah? Well do something about it. What, are you going to shoot me or something? Yes, that would be very heroic of you to shoot a human. Or better yet, you could slice me up into a thousand pieces with Rebellion, oh, that sounds even better." Lady said sarcastically.

"I could if I wanted." Dante said, "And I'd do it in such a way that no one would ever know, much less find out."

Lady looked at him. "I dare you." She said with a glare.

Dante raised an eyebrow. "You're bluffing. You don't really want to die."

"How would you know?" She asked.

"If that were the case, you'd kill your own damn self." He said.

Lady held out her hand. "Give me Ebony." She said.

"No." Dante said.

"Why not? Afraid that I'm really not afraid to die, and that I'll kill myself?" she asked.

"You have some weird ways of getting attention—do you know that?" he said.

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

"That's all this is. You just want attention." He said with a smirk.

"Oh shut the hell up and leave me alone." She said, turning away from him.

She heard footsteps and cold steel on her arm. She grabbed it and saw that it was Ebony.

"Go ahead. If it's really what you want." He said.

Lady held the gun to her head and looked up at Dante. "Don't try and to stop me." She said.

"I won't." he said.

She closed her eyes. She pulled the trigger. Nothing happened.

"Do you actually think that I would be stupid enough to leave the gun loaded?" he asked with a laugh, "You knew, that's why you pulled the trigger. To put on a little show."

Lady glared and threw the gun to the floor. "Are you done toying with me?" she asked.

"No…but I want to go out for a drink. I'll be back later, okay?" he said.

"Whatever. If I'm lucky, you probably won't come back at all." Lady said.

"Perhaps…but I will eventually…after a good lay…" he said with a smirk.

"Sick bastard." She hissed.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with sex. I have needs too you know." He said with a smile.

"Okay, that's understood. Now leave." She said.

He rolled his eyes and picked up Ebony. He reloaded and holstered it. Then he walked out.

Lady felt a tear roll down her face. 'I can't take this anymore…' she thought, 'I want to tell him…but the pain from my past…chokes me with fear every time…the words just won't come out…'

Dante walked into the bar. The smell of alcohol soothed him. It had been awhile since he'd had a good drink. He sat at a table in the corner of the bar and waited for a waitress to pick up his order.

Instead, a girl in tight and ripped jeans walked over. Dante couldn't take his eyes off of her full and supple breasts.

She looked about eighteen…to say the least…

She smiled as she walked over to him with two beers in her hands. She set them down on the table and took a seat next to him.

"Hey." She said with a grin.

Dante raised an eyebrow of interest. "And what might your name be?" he asked.

"Heidi." She said with a smile.

"Sounds very foreign." He said.

"That was my grandmother's name." she said, "She was Polish."

"I see." Dante said, continuing to stare at her shirt…was that a hot pink bra she was wearing underneath it…?

"How about you and I get out of here and have some fun?" she asked.

Dante stared into her soft grey eyes. 'Something about her…seems so familiar…' he thought.

"Have we met before?" he asked.

"I don't think so…I mean…if I would have met someone as sexy as you…I'm sure I'd never forget them." She said, licking her lips.

Dante smiled. "Name's Dante." He said, "Let's get out of here."

She got up. A napkin on the table fell to the floor. "Opps." She said innocently. She bent over and Dante saw her hot pink thong. She picked up the napkin and put it back onto the table.

"I'm ready." She said.

Dante arose and took her by the hand, escorting her out of the bar.

Heidi pulled him into an alley and kissed him passionately. He kissed back…but something just didn't feel right…

He pulled away.

"What's wrong?" Heidi asked.

"Nothing…I…I just…remembered that I have to go do something." He said.

"Well…can I give you my number? You can call me…whenever…" Heidi said.

"Okay." He said with a smile.

Heidi smiled and pulled out a tube of light pink lipstick. She wrote her number on his stomach. Then she placed a kiss upon it, leaving an imprint of her lips.

She pouted. "I wish we could have had some fun." She said.

"We will." He said.

"Well, bye." She said, flouncing away.

Dante sighed. "What was that?" he said, looking at his crotch.

Heidi glared. "This was supposed to be easy. Hm…oh well…there's always next time…"

She turned a corner and disappeared in black flames.