This is my first DMC fanfic so flame me if must need to... I can't remember anything quote to quote so bare with me ok? Sorry i need to repay DMC a few times.


19 Years ago...

"Cuurse you Dante, I will returnnnn..."

"Yeah well when you do give my regards to my son, huh?"

"Graaahhhh..."

Dante looked over to Trish and thus came the love scean. Then they got into the plane and flew away, the Mele island blew up and they flew away. Dante landed the plane on a little sland little ways from there. Trish looked at Dante, and in return he looked at her, and thus love was bloomed...


19 years later...

A demon was chaseing a woman and her child as they escaped the slums (where DMC3 took place). A young man, golden eyes, white hair, and wearing a black leather trench coat, boots, and black leather pants jumped from the shadows killing the demon on target.

"Say good night, baby!" said the man shooting another one through the head thus allowing a blood bath to hit him and the ground. He sheeved his sword and looked back at the woman whom he saved, she was aparently rich, and she was most grateful, "Work don't come free lady, give me 50 grand and I'll take you home."

"R-r-r-right just don't let those monsters come near me again!" said the woman, as he escorted her home. Later on returning to the shop, Devil May Cry, he sat down on his chair and smiled, life was good as long as demons roamed the streets, he was in buisiness.

"I'm doing a lot better than my dad did, that's for sure, I just scored 50 grand more probably more than what he got on his first time." laughed the young man. Just then he remembered this was the day his grandfather was imprisoned in the underworld, he stood up and smiled, "Ain't life grand?"

He knew his father was around aloof some where, they separated along time ago. His father was probably returning to this town to where the gate to the Underworld was risen by his uncle. He laughed and walked out side, and looked at the city, it had gone to hell, human were to afraid to come out only when they need to, and demons cluttered the streets awaiting a human defenceless, and alone, life couldn't get any better for Dante's son. But indeed it got better...

A man approached him, he seemed powerful, infact almost demonic, he knew what this sence of power was, and smiled.

"Are you a customer too? Sorry I'm closed, but if you have to, the bathrooms in the back." said the boy.

"Are you the spawn of Dante... Virgil?" asked the man walking towards him.

"How'd you know that? You would think you'd mistake me for my father." said Virgil, (I know Dante had to kill Nelo Angelo who turned out to be Virgil, he wanted to honor him, and so he named him Virgil, ok?)

"Ho, but I know enough... About you... And your father..." said the man, he wore a blue outfit, with white hair, muscular build, and he had yellow eyes fixed on Virgil.

Virgil, took one step back, he smiled, he surely wasn't expecting an admirer to be a guy, none the less a tough looking guy like that, who definately was way older than him.

"What do you know about me?" asked Virgil sarcastically, as he smiled at the man.

"This much.." said the man, then a bunch of Nobodies appeared and attacked him. Virgil jumped out of the way and took out Avril and Avery, the guns his father made him, he fired both of them and the nobodies were falling into their heaps of blood. Virgil jumped back, and pulled out his sword and swung it with such style it made the man's eyes lighten up. He stopped, and sttabbed his sword into the ground.

"That all you got?" asked Virgil sarcastically.

"Well I could send a lot worse... But I am not your enemy." said the man.

"Well then, if your a client wait untill tommorow, today's a special off day for me." said Virgil.

"No, it's not that..."

"Well then what is it, old man?" asked Virgil.

"Today three of us will fight, you, your father and I." said the man.

"What! so he's comeing back?" laughed Virgil.

"That's right." said the man, he smiled and looked back, "It has begun."

Just then the Earth beneath Virgil shook violently, and cracks came from the ground, and a giant tower loomed over the city, and yet... It was far more worse and demonic than the one the original Virgil conjured up. Virgil looked up at the monstrocity that loomed over the once less chaotic city, now it seemed to be in Hell for sure.

"Hey, who the hell are you!" asked Virigil, he turned around and no one was there. Virgil snorted and turned to see the huge tower that nearly blocked out the sun.

"Well this looks fun, maybe I'll fallow the old fart after all." sad Virgil walking forward, "I can tell... This is gonna be one Hell of a party!"

Chapter 1 end...