A/N: Update time! I'm going through all my fanfiction and updating chapters and such. Sorry it's taken so long, graduation and finding a job has been a little harsh on me, but now I'm updating! And that's all that matters! Read on my followers of the dark! ¬.¬ Don't ask…

"Didn't what, Dante!" Rayne yelled as she grabbed him by the collar. "What the hell did that brother of yours do?"

"If I'm correct, which I hope in all devils' names I'm not, he used a curse on us."

"Excuse me?"

"There is said to be a curse in the book of Corprelius that one person can be bound to another…through an act of transferring bodily fluids. It can be blood or through a kiss, such as the one you and I apparently just shared."

"So what does that mean? What kind of curse?" She asked, becoming more concerned.

"That if one person in the pact dies, the other will die as well." He remarked, grabbing his blade.

"Wait, maybe it doesn't apply to me. I'm a vampire…well half vampire, and there are only a few ways I can be killed."

"Doesn't matter. If I die, then you die." Dante growled, getting angry at his brother for doing such a thing. "Damn him!"

Grabbing his sword, he ran towards the door, only to find Rayne standing in his way.

"Would you get out of the way, woman!" He barked.

"Weren't you the one who said you had to train more? Didn't you say you weren't strong enough to fight him?" She barked back.

"What the fuck do you know!" He screamed, the very blood in his veins boiling over.

"Excuse me?" She remarked. "What do I know? Forgive me if I forgot my place, Lord Dante. But if I'm not mistaken, it was you who got me involved in this whole damn mess! So don't yell at me!"

With the last of her screaming, Rayne pulled her fist back and punched Dante square in the jaw, sending him flying backwards. Shocked from the impact all Dante could do was rub his face, the scowl on his face deepening. Standing up, he brushed himself off and straightened his clothes.

"I don't need your permission," He scowled. He turned toward the window and jumped out, leaving Rayne standing alone in the empty room.

"I'm going to kill that man," She growled, as she ran towards the window, following him closely. "There's no way in Hell that I'm going to let him go alone."

She watched him closely as he jumped from building to building, making it easy for her to follow behind him. At first, he didn't notice her, but it soon became apparent that even though he knew she was there, there was no point in talking her out of it.

Suddenly he stopped on top of a high rise hotel building. This was a building that Rayne knew all too well, for she had perched upon it many a night before. Stepping up next to the half demon, she could tell that he sensed something. And she could sense it too, could smell Virgil in the air. There was no doubt about it, the brothers shared a similar odor. Maybe it was the stubbornness that smelt so strong in their blood.

"He's close," Dante stating something that she already knew.

"I can smell him." She replied. "He smells like you."

"We're nothing alike," He growled at her.

Jumping down from the building before she punched him again, Rayne followed her nose to the source of the smell. Oddly enough, she found herself standing in front of an old church. The stone walls loomed over her as the stained glass seemed a bit faded and the doors looked termite ridden. Normally vampires wouldn't even step foot inside a church, but thanks to her human side, she didn't have to worry about that. She could feel Dante approach from behind her, and could also sense a feeling of dread come over him.

"Don't tell me you're backing down now," She said sarcastically.

Without saying a word, Dante pushed past her and kicked open the door to the church. Pulling his sword out, he scanned the room for Virgil. Rayne followed suit, bringing her blades in front of her, she made sure to keep her eyes and ears open to any movement.

"Ah, I see you got my message, dear brother." The sinister voice called from above.

"Come out and fight me! You have some nerve you goddamn…"

"Ah…" Virgil cut Dante off. "Don't use the Lord's name in vain…not in his house."

Suddenly, out of the dark corners of the cathedral, Virgil came rushing out and slammed his body into Dante, sending him crashing into one of the pews. You could hear the crunching of the wood as Dante rolled onto his side. A piece of the seat had clawed it's way into the man's arm, a fresh trail of blood finding it's way down to his fingers. Suddenly he heard Rayne gasp from the entranceway, and turning to look at her, he found her with similar wounds. Now he truly understood the extent of the curse which his brother had laid on them. Now he truly knew he had to stop Virgil, but how, he wasn't sure anymore.

So, what did you think? Let me know! And again, sorry for the delayed update!