A/N: Here's the second chapter to my BR/DMC fanfiction story, I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far, I have a good idea as to where I want this to go. I don't own anything except for the plot idea. Enjoy!

Chapter 2: The Ill-fated Book

"Death," Dante stated, not flinching when he mentioned such a word.

"Wait," Rayne started.

"I need a place to rest for the night, gather all my thoughts," The half human, half demon remarked as he turned back towards the red head.

"I can let you stay at my place, but only if you explain to me what is going on," Rayne replied. "And no bullshit."

Rayne took Dante along several alleyways, down by the zoo, and into a lonely looking building. She instructed Dante to follow her to the top floor.

"Normally, we could take the elevator," Dante grumbled as they approached the 20th floor.

"Normally, I would kill anyone for even attempting to get into this building," Rayne growled at him.

"You don't like me very much, do you?" Dante asked, smiling at the thought of annoying someone.

"What's not to like?" She replied with sarcasm. "You come into my turf, you take over, bring your brother along for the ride, and now I get involved. Oh yeah, you're going to become my new friend."

He could see the scowl on her face, but he knew that she was willing to help him. From everything he had heard about her, he knew that she would do anything to stop Vergil from attempting to do what he was planning. Dante, on the other hand, was willing to sacrifice his life to stop his twin. And he knew all too well that it might be a real possibility that it could happen.

"We're here," She stated as she pushed her door open. "Sorry about the mess."

As the pair stepped into the room, Dante could only look around at the destruction in front of him. It appeared to be some kind of holy room, or throne room, with a rather large seat at the head of it, and what appeared to be a fountain…of blood.

"This is?" Dante asked.

"This would be where I killed Kagan," Rayne stated, hiding the small smile on her face.

Dante took a seat next to the balcony, staring out into the darkened sky. Pulling his sword out, he grabbed at the curtain, and pulled a piece of cloth away. Noticing that he was beginning to polish his weapon, Rayne walked up beside him.

"So, care to tell me what the hell is going on between you and your brother? I've heard of sibling rivalry, but this is taking it a step further, don't you think?" She asked.

"He was after the book of Corprelius." The white haired man replied.

"Wait, the book of Corprelius? I thought that was just a myth, a fairy tale the humans came up with to tell their children."

"Unfortunately for us, it's real. The book holds certain incantations to open the gates of hell, to unleash the demon that is said to give you immortal life."

"If he wanted to be immortal, why didn't he just ask a vampire to bite him? It would have been easier. I mean anyone can become immortal if they really wanted to." She huffed as she sat down next to the demon hunter.

"It's much more than that. Vergil wants to open the gates of Hell, he wants to become the next ruler of not only this world, but the underworld as well. He thinks he can become a full demon if he does that."

"What do we need to do?" She asked, leaning against the wall.

"We? I thought you didn't like strangers?" Dante asked as he placed his blade in his lap.

"I don't. But I hate people who try to fuck with my city even more."

"Vergil isn't someone you can just beat around like these mere vampires." He noticed the scowl on her face as he continued. "He's become very strong, a lot stronger than I could have imagined. It's going to take a lot to stop him."

"That's what you meant by death?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'll leave you to your thoughts. I, on the other hand, have to gather some energy. All of that running around and arguing made me tired."

Rayne stood up and walked towards the fountain in the middle of the room. Dante could only sit and watch in fascination as the vampire woman slid her body into the stream. He could tell they had a connection of sorts, besides the fact that they were both stubborn and bull headed, and was interested to see where it would lead. He tried to keep his concentration on his blade, tried to make sure that it was as sharp as it could be, but he could only do so much before his gaze drifted back to the pool. She was an interesting creature, he had to give her that much. Like him, they were both partially human, and partially wild beings.

"If you're going to stare, you might as well talk." She yelled over her shoulder.

"How did…"

"How did I know you were looking? I'm a vampire, I can sense things you know." She remarked. "I guess you're not used to seeing a half mortal, half vampire bathe in blood."

"No, can't say that I am. Can I ask how it happened?" He replied.

"How I became what I am? Simple. Kagan forced himself on my mother, beat her to a bloody pulp, and then left her to die." She sighed. "Little did he know that she survived, and nine months later, I was born. He really should have killed her when he had the chance. Before I was born."

"That must have been harsh, at least my father cared for my mother." He answered back, truly sorry to hear about her past. "It was the demons he had betrayed that later killed him, and my mother. Ever since then, I've been killing their kind."

"You mean your kind," Rayne remarked as she stepped out of the fountain, covered in blood. "Don't forget, demon hunter, you're still half of which you despise."

"Seems we have something in common." Dante stated back.

For a moment, the two said nothing. Rayne grabbed a curtain, and pulled the rest of the fabric down off of the wall. She wiped the rest of the liquid off of her face and slowly ran the make shift towel down her body. Suddenly, she noticed something different about Dante. His eyes appeared empty, almost catatonic like. He placed his blade on the ground next to him, and stood up.

"Dante?" She asked, looking at him with questioning eyes.

He walked towards her, never taking his eyes off of her, and quickly placed his hands on her shoulders. Rayne wasn't sure what was going on, he wasn't himself, and she knew that he had no control over whatever was doing this.

"Im no steandat sar mi toran."

"What?" Rayne asked, but before she could do anything, Dante pulled her close.

Before she could react to the situation, to his closeness, his lips found hers. Shocked, she stood there, almost as if she couldn't move. It seemed like hours as he pressed his lips against hers, the moistness of his mouth leaving a mark on hers. Finally he let her go, as she slammed her fist into his face.

"What the hell was that!" She screamed. Then, she felt a coldness seeping through her veins, and soon found her hands holding her body up on the floor.

She felt as if something was different, but she couldn't tell what. Her body seemed to shake, as if by some unseen force. She looked up to see Dante rubbing his face.

"Why did you just hit me?" He yelled.

"You…you don't know?" She asked.

"Know what?"

She placed her fingers on her lips, and found them to be burning. What had he done, or better yet, what was that he had said?

"You said some strange verse, and then…kissed me…you remember nothing?" She asked.

"Oh god, he didn't…"

"Didn't what?" She asked.

Meanwhile, Vergil stood upon the top of a high rise and smiled to himself. He closed the book in his hand and turned to leave.

"It is done," He remarked, as he jumped off the building.

Ok, chapter 2 is done! And that verse that he said, I just made it up, it is in no connection to any ancient civilization. I just made it out of my little brain. So what do you think? Wonder what Vergil did to them? Just have to keep reading!