Disclaimer: I own neither Devil May Cry nor Viewtiful Joe. Don't even own copies of the games.

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"You're right, that is Alastor," Trish said, amazed.

"No it's not!"

"How did flyboy here end up in a video game?" Lady asked, frowning and pointing at Alastor.

"Alastor, did you show off again?" Dante frowned. Surely he hadn't skateboarded wearing armor, of all things. But the game boss was, indisputably, a mini version of Alastor. Even had his name.

"No more than 4 feet of air," Alastor nodded firmly, adjusting his goggles. He didn't want to get his skateboard confiscated again.

And Alastor wouldn't wear his battle outfit to skateboard, Dante thought as he looked thoughtfully at the black sweatshirt and white scarf Alastor wore among humans in imitation of it, any more than Nevan would walk around topless. They'd get stared at.

And Nevan topless would get a lot more than stared at. She'd used to wear a black tee, but then some jerk in a bar where they were meeting with the local poor excuses for criminal masterminds had tried to feel her up.

Luckily they hadn't been stupid enough to try to charge him to fix the wall the idiot had been knocked through and every single electronic thing in the place.

But that outfit was Alastor's default 'human' appearance, and the armor his demonic form, like Nevan always appeared topless when she changed back from the scythe.

Dante only looked in order to hand her her clothes. At least, now. So… was this a case of someone seeing him, like that Japanese comic magazine that had characters based on him and that jerk in England who'd copied his clothes?

Dante agreed with the Hellsing Organization on that one. If they think it's just fiction, then they're more likely to ignore you. Though he heard Integra'd come pretty close to staging a raid on the place.

They watched Ebony finish the stage, and then Lady asked, "Could you play that again?"

Ivory took over and they all watched it again, Lucia going over to her stuff to get a book at one point.

"Dante, your security has holes big enough to fit Temen ni Gru through." Lady sighed.

"When did this game come out?"

Ivory handed him the box. "We pre-ordered it, remember Daddy?"

"Capcom." Dante said, after looking at the box. "They've been spying on me to make video games? Okay, that's weird, even for my life."

"And that's saying something." Lady nodded. "If they're spying on you, who else are they spying on? Is this a plot to make people more familiar with demons?"

"So they know what to look for?" Dante nodded. "I can't believe someone would spy on me just for a game. They have to know I'm going to get medieval on them." He cracked his knuckles.

"Should I start gathering firewood?" Lucia asked helpfully.

They stared at her. "Wha?" Trish said finally.

"For the sacrifices?" They just blinked at her. "They have offended a god by disgracing the image of one of your servants, Son of Sparda," she added helpfully, "As a Priestess, it is my duty to wreak vengeance on them for you."

"Vengeance? What about Mundus?" Nevan was finally here. She must have flown in an upper window and changed back. Into that suit. She'd had it custom made, black, after meeting Integra. It had been custom fit, and she looked sharp and sleek in it, real sharp. Like a knife. Nevan was better at manipulating people than he was, so he'd quickly had her take over managing his father's bank. She looked more shark-like in that suit than a shark. Her eyes were narrowed at the thought of that three-eyed… she looked like she was ready to kill, as soon as he gave the word. In style.

He looked hurriedly back at the game. "Take a look at this. We're being spied on."

"By who?" She watched the game for a few seconds, than grabbed Alastor, who had been trying to look inconspicuous. "Dante, I apologize for my childish brother. I take full responsibility for whatever he's done now."

"I didn't do any…urk!" Nevan grabbed him by the throat, fingernails turning to claws.

"Shut. Up." Her eyes glowed red-orange as she glared at him.

"Not his fault." For once. He'd had to cast memory spells on a whole skate park just two months ago… again. "I found a camera on the property earlier today. I was going to ask you to check into it when you got back, but then Ebony and Ivory's game arrived, and we found this." Dante gestured at the TV.

"The camera's definitely Japanese, but then a lot of them are," Lady added. "I'm special ordering a lot of parts for my bike from Japan now."

"Someone's spying on us, despite all the wards and government agreements and checking over the property we have and do," Trish summed up, amazed, "And it's not Mundus trying to gather information to destroy us, it's not Hunters paranoid that we're on the other side, sorry Lady, it's a video game company?"

"Sigurd is going to be very unhappy when they are all dead. He likes the Resident Evil games." Lucia shook her head sadly. They all stared at her again. "Apparently they are very good games, although Matier does not let me play because it would distract me from training." They still stared at her.

"We're not going to kill them."

Lucia blinked. "But…"

"I don't kill humans. Unless they're like Arius." Dante paused. Was this another case of a corporation owner trying to steal the power of a 'god?'

"Not even really annoying ones," Lady commented. "Even if we shoot him, he saves us. He tries to act all tough but he's just a big softy." She grinned evilly at him.

Dante glared back.

Lucia nodded. "The Son of Sparda is very kind. Which is why I should repay him by sacrificing those who wish to steal his power." She'd made the connection too. Damn. She was just a kid, but she was a sharp kid. She'd reminded him of Lady, trying to be fierce and fight for her mother but not really enough of a bastard to succeed at it. She was growing up quick, though, just like Lady. Matier was very proud of her. "But I am not senior enough to perform sacrifices yet. I shall call Matier for permission. This is important enough to disturb her." Hopefully Matier would talk some sense into her.

Either that, or get the knives ready and lecture her on proper form. One never really knew with Matier… It had been strange to find out that there was a whole tribe of partbloods. He'd gone from being probably the only one of his kind to, well, having a kind. Although he was much more powerful than most of them.

"We'll keep playing to see if there's any more stuff with us!" Ebony said cheerfully.

"You do that." Dante nodded as Lucia went upstairs to call.

"I'll call our lawyers," Nevan said, heading for her room. Alastor made himself scarce as soon as she released her hold on his neck.

"I'll see if I can get any more clues from the camera." Lady headed for the door to the front office. Trish followed her, miming that she would answer the phone.

He loved competent women, Dante thought, as he grabbed the first opportunity today to grab something to eat.