Author's note: Hello it's me Tsunami again, I apologize for the EXTREMELY long delay in getting chapter five up, but I've been a might bit busy and yes indeed a little lazy but the point is I finished, thank you very much to all our wonderful readers and reviewers chapter six will be up soon written by Danielle!

Vergil awoke the next morning, his stitches still managed to stay intact despite the thrashing he did whilst he dreamt. His dreams had started to become more vivid and active ever since he came to this horrid place, some of them showed horrifying visions…not of course that he didn't mind senseless killing if he was doing it on his own accord. These dreams seemed to be different, he didn't have any control over his actions whatsoever, he was a completely different person and the worst part of all was he seemed to be serving under that-..well...nevermind, they were merely dreams and nothing more. He sat up glancing at Silver who still laid on the floor beside him, her eyes still shut deep in her sleep. Although feeling as if he should thank her for patching him up Vergil simply shook his head…she could manage on her own and hopefully she wouldn't follow him.

Stepping outside he greeted the red dawn, the rocks and the city ruins casting long shadows on the earth beneath his feet. Securing the Yamato on his belt he began to wander away from the house he also began to wonder if Lucifer and his party were even looking for them. A faint growl caught his ears, he turned to see several hell spawn of lusts darting back and forth wielding their large scythes, the ground beneath him began to shake, he could see large bursts of sand and earth rise up directly in front of him. Two lizard like demons shot up from the ground like rockets, their sharp claws caked in dried blood, they to seemed to be dressed in some sort of armor. Vergil curled his lip back baring his teeth in a snarl he was NOT in the mood for this right now. Casually he unsheathed the Yamato its blade glistening in the hellish glow throwing his head back slightly in a come and get it gesture. Roaring in rage the demons charged, metal clashed with metal…and with flesh.

Silver's form stirred at the sounds outside, her eyes flittering open to the feet of several sloth hell spawn lurching toward her slowly. Eyes widening she quickly rolled out of the way as the circle brought their sickles down upon the spot where she laid. Quickly she unsheathed a small dagger from an ankle sheath glancing at their soulless faces.

"Fuck," She muttered gritting her teeth, "I fell asleep…" usually this wasn't the wisest of things to do, especially in hell, even if you shut your eyes for no more than a few seconds you could easily wind up dead before you opened them again. Silver growled at herself for letting her guard down so easily, her so called brother had left her out here to die while he went elsewhere. However, another sound caught her ear, she could clearly hear his grunts of frustration and pain outside.

"Vergil?" she cried looking up slightly then turned her attention back to the demons standing in front of her. They trudged sluggishly at her giving disdainful moans as they raised their sharpened blades once more, but she was too fast for them. Almost dancing around their attacks she slid the sharp knife across the demons repeatedly blood mixed with sand spewing from their wounds and staining her clothing, soon that was all that remained of them as their weapons clattered to the floor. More of the beasts respawned by the door blocking her exit, biting her lip she scowled darkly

"I don't have time for this shit…!" taking her knife into her mouth she made a dive toward one of the windows and rolled out onto the ground running to the front to help her brother.

Vergil snarled in an almost feral fashion, tearing asunder another armored lizard like warrior. He hadn't any experience with these creatures; Blades were quick on their feet and capable of doing some heavy damage. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Silver run out from the back and grimaced, another distraction. With a swift motion of his blade he tore a new one in another Blade that lept for him roaring in rage. A gleeful laugh dripping with insanity echoed in the air, Vergil knew that sound all too well, the same beast he had fought earlier made the exact same cry. Quickly his eyes scanned the cliffs above looking for the larger threat however he wasn't able to make out the form of a no-body anywhere near him. He heard the ground vibrate slightly beneath his feet, turning his head to glance at Silver once more, slowly the creature began to rise.

"Vergil? What's wron-" Silver looked down as her vision suddenly became darkened, her shadow had grown much bigger and bulky than before. Before she could react the demon's hand reached out and grasped her around the head and flew into insane cackling fits of glee as he shook her violently, viciously slapping her into the ground and the house wall. Eyes widening Vergil made a gesture with his hand a sudden urge to actually help her flew over him however he was yet again cut off by another demon beast. Silver felt helpless and numb, there wasn't even any pain when she struck the ground repeatedly, how she loathed these beasts! Her blood began to mix with tears her body was limp and worn, she began to think for the worst, a loud guttural roar interrupted her thoughts. In an instant she was forced down again, showered with the rancid blood and rotted flesh of the monster that held her. Wearily she opened her eyes she saw fragments of the no-body's skull scattered about her, a large black talon standing just above the fallen beast's neck. What could it possibly be now, something worse?

Her eyes trailed upward making out sleek muscled flesh covered in glittering red scales, much like a dragon's hide, claws, black under scales and gleaming yellow eyes. The slits within the eyeballs thinned as he glanced down at Silver, another growl sounding within his throat as the rest of the demons turned their attention toward them. Silver had never seen such a creature before, he had the physique of a man yet the features of a beast, yet there was something about him that seemed, familiar. Yes, it had to be it, that mane, that long black mane, it reminded her of the leader of the rebellion… the fallen angel himself. Then it became clear, Silver's eyes making contact with his own uttering a single phrase.

"Lucifer."

Vergil saw this distraction as an opportunity, taking his yamato and slicing through some of the weaker demons with a single slash. Crouching protectively over Silver, Lucifer challenged some of the larger demons bearing his sharpened teeth and growling ferraly. One of the agile blades stepped forward and he was on him within an instant clamping his sharp jaws down on it's throat slowly strangling it as it thrashed and shrieked it's sharp claws scraping Lucifer's back. With a final squeeze he silenced the creature and it's body fell limp. Vergil finished tearing through the other demons quickly panting and sheathing his sword when he stood up. Lucifer stood as well glaring over at him, several purple glowing circles surrounding his own body as he turned back into his more human appearance.

"Tch.." The blood of Sparda muttered, "you know I didn't need your help." He said coolly.

" You think I was helping you boy?" Lucifer sneered. "I don't like these demons anywhere near my territory." He growled then glanced over at Silver who got up weakly. " Besides not like anyone was going to do anything about your own blood being beaten into a bloody pulp."

"Hey! Listen! I had everything under control!" Silver snarled defensively glaring at the fallen angel. Another smug grin came across Lucifer's features as he turned toward silver.

"Temper, temper dear girl," his smile quickly faded glancing at the two. "Now unless the both of you would like to deal with more of those contemptible beasts I suggest the both of you follow me back. Silver exchanged looks with Vergil, stubborn as he was he didn't have much of a choice but to follow them, he was far too tired to keep this up. At least back at the camp he would manage to get a little rest, Lucifer started to walk in the direction of 'home' and the two tiredly followed.

"It is as I have said master Mundus…" A man murmured dressed in rich green robes with a black feathered collar, pushing his glasses up his nose. "The son of Sparda has fallen from the mortal plane. However I fear that we may see a repeat of what had happened so very long ago when the dark knight rebelled." He peered up at the large and eloquent stone statue sitting in front of him, staring directly into the face of a god was enough to make anyone nervous, especially knowing he could annihilate you with the mere snap of his fingers. He heard a deep hollow chuckle emit from the being and quickly hid his face again.

"So the rumors are true then, "Mundus boomed leaning back against the seat of the white throne and resting a cheek on his hand. "You have done very well Griffon." The man bowed his head again, dark brown hair falling over his face.

"I thank you lord that I am in your favor…however may I ask why there is no anger about such a matter?" He looked up again as he heard another deep laugh.

"Although it is true that Sparda had wielded his sword against me in the years past, the son of Sparda would be quite a prize to be had." Mundus sat up straight leering down at the humanized general standing before him. "We will lure him here, and use him to bait the other son into coming before me as well" he sneered "It will be quite a family reunion.." Griffon nodded slowly bowing his head again, a woman came up beside him having long blonde hair and carrying two machetes by her side. She reminded the general of the woman whom Sparda had fallen in love with upon the mortal realm. "Tallise," The god boomed turning his attention toward her. "You know what to do am I correct?..Bring the son of Sparda before me…make sure you keep him ALIVE, do I make myself clear?"

She remained unresponsive, her dark eyes glancing up to meet her master's and gave a nod disappearing within a sickly green flame. Griffon growled standing up again.

"Master, in all due respect, I do not trust this creation of yours, she seems very unstable and I fear that she may turn just as some of the others have. "

"Do not worry, if the child does decide to turn against me I have something special in store for her. She will learn the hard way that my wrath is nothing to be contended with. Understood?" again the general bowed.

"Yes my master, I will do well as to not question you again."