"Well, we are," Evan said, looking up, "Not that I really care but I think that now that the introductions are over it's time for us to talk about what the hell we're going to do about that tower before everyone dies because of the demons."

"I agree," Aaron said, "But we really know nothing of this tower, it's capabilities or what awaits up within it, we can't go barging in only to get overwhelmed and lose before the game starts"

"But… But I like barging in," Dante sobbed, before twirling ebony in anticipation.

"Stop blubbering Dante. How long do you think it will take before the demons control enough to get off this island?" Jenn said urgently

Vergil and Dante looked at each other, discussing the question without words. "Quite a while, it's pretty big and from what we know they can't teleport far enough to simply get off. They might, however, have the power with the tower in effect but it's unlikely." Vergil announced.

"What we need to do is find out what we can with the time we have until action must be taken," Michaella said.

Dante and Vergil looked at each other, assessing the all too human group that stood around them. Michaella, Evan and Aaron certainly appeared to be the leaders, while Josef, Jordan and Jenn went along with what the others said. "So, Michaella, was this what you were researching?"

"Well, yeah. What of it?" she replied.

"Well since you obviously can't make your own decisions I'll do it for you. We are going to your house right now, we need to see everything you've researched and possibly if we can find anything else with Dantes and my own knowledge." Vergil said in a commanding voice.

"But I only researched how to stop it, not what it is or what to do once its here," She splurted quickly, obviously not liking Vergil's quick turn into their leader.

"Well then we're all going to have to cover for your mistake." Vergil continued.

"All right, fine. It's not far from here, but this better not be a waste of our time," She said, finally, if only partially, subcumbing to Vergils new leading role.

"And we're off!" exclaimed Dante, "hup two three four"

"Is he going to do that the whole way?" Josef questioned

"Shut him up right now," Evan said.

They all laughed, except Michaella, who seemed to think that the situation they were in did not call for laughter.

As they crossed the roundabout they could see a hell pride being beaten up by four of the football players on the school team, without its weapon the football players stood a chance. Vergil whistled, catching Dante's attention. Ivory sprung into his left hand as a flurry of expertly aimed bullets tore through the hellish creature. The football players jumped from the gunshots and could see the demon hunters leaving

"Shit, did you know they were in the army?" one asked

"No" the others replied. Obviously the title of demon hunters was too obscure for them to comprehend.

Dante hated to leave them to be killed. He didn't like it when a human died while he was on a job. Apparently the actual human didn't care, as long as their objective was completed. He concluded that once this was over he would have a talk to the higher ups of their order. 'Really, who works for an order nowadays? They should've called it a guild or something cool. Stupid people." He thought.

Lesser demons hoarded near them as the passed through the parking lot. "What a waste," Vergil muttered as he came upon his now burning sedan. He allowed the humans and Dante to take care of the lesser demons with their guns. He had gotten used to the drone of automatic fire with the louder continuous booming of Ebony and Ivory.

They had left the alleyway that lead to the school. Rogers's road was a disgusting site. Doors, windows, cars and everything else that once made up the street was destroyed. It was oddly deserted. The hunters moved cautiously while the Sparda twins strutted in an almost arrogant fashion. At the corner of Rogers and Milan sat Michaella's house. It remained untouched

"Nice house," Dante said, "Why isn't it wrecked like everything else?"

"Cloaking devices. The council gave them to use so that we could have a safe haven."

"How quaint, now get inside." Vergil barked.

"Oh sir, yes sir!" Dante said with mock enthusiasm.

"That's better Dante," Vergil replied.

"Dumbass," Dante muttered as they opened the front door.

Once inside Dante immediately started searching for the kitchen. With help from Josef he was able to find it, and some pizza pops. Michaella lived alone. Her expenses went through the Orders accounts, as with all other hunters in the field. Vergil peered into the living room, books were scattered everywhere but on the bookshelves. "Has some one been here?" He asked, turning to Michaella.

"No, it's always like this." She smirked.

As they moved through the house towards Michaella's room, where her computer was waiting. Jenn absently looked out one of the windows to see the destruction. By now the city would be in ruin, even with perhaps small pockets of police resistance. "They will be branching out to the rest of the island soon." She said.

Vergil looked to her, "No they won't. They won't leave the city until we are dead. Demons are absolute in everything they do. If there is even one person remaining in the city alive they will stay and hunt down that one person before leaving."

"How do you know so much?" Jenn asked. She was now far more suspicious of the Sparda twins. She could feel something wrong about them ever since they had saved Jenn's supposed elite group from being killed. There was some inhuman about them, she wanted to know what it was. Come to think of it she also wanted to know their last name.

"I read into things. I am also very experienced with demons and their beliefs systems" He replied coldly. 'They're getting too close to us. I knew we should have done this alone' He thought. Vergil was sure Dante and he would be able to confront the threat of the tower head on and be victorious but Dante wanted to be a good friend and stick with the demon hunters. Vergil continued to think of their situation until they entered Michaella's room.

Dante was shocked to see her closet open, with shelves and shelves of guns, stakes, small spears, short swords and even a trident. "Nice setup" he said absentmindedly as he swayed him eyes slowly over the walls of the room.

It looked like any other eighteen year olds room. A bottle of vodka sat on her dresser, next to it was a cup. The walls were a Barbie pink colour while her bedsheets were red. Michaella rushed into the room before he could get his eyes focused on the floor. She swung the door closed and they could hear her moving about inside. After a few moments she re opened the door and ushered them inside. "You missed one," Dante said smirking. Michaella flushed into a deep red as she strode over and swiped her blue underwear away from Dante as well as suddenly smacking him across the face.

"Onto business I supposed. Good luck." Evan said as he flung himself into Michaella's bed and started to snore

"Asshole." Josef mumbled as they all lounged near the computer as Michaella signed in.