Disclaimer: I don't own Mortal Kombat either. It's only mentioned but still.

Marzanna woke up in an extremely soft bed, something that hadn't happened since Agnus caught her. For a moment she just lay there, trying to figure out where she could be, when she realized she didn't remember the full car ride after escaping hell, she decided she must've fallen asleep. She rolled in her back with a look of contemplation on her face, yesterday she'd met her father and his family. She wasn't sure what to think of that to be perfectly honest, on one hand they were family, on the other she didn't know these people at all.

Deciding she wouldn't reach any solid conclusions just laying there, and that her rumbling stomach needed attention she got up. She needed a shower since she was covered in dried blood, but she didn't know where it was. So she went to find someone and ask. Luck was on her side momentarily, as hesitating for a moment unsure which direction to go led to her still being in the hallway when the younger guy from yesterday came out of another room down the hall, she thought the others called him Nero.

When she spoke up to get his attention he turned around and stared in shock for a minute, then after regaining his composure he said, "So you're awake. That's good, though we all expected you to sleep longer with your injuries, and low magic and demonic energy. Oh well, what did you need kiddo?"

She shrugged then said, "I'm sure you already know demonic energy regenerates rather quickly, obviously it's even faster when it's not being used. Magic is similar, so rather than use either, I healed myself with my angelic abilities and let the others regenerate. Anyway, I just wanted to know where a shower was, I'm still caked in dried blood from that foul ritual the bastard Agnus used me for."

Her nose wrinkled at the last part, and he seemed rather understanding of her plight if his expression was anything to go by. So he was quick to show her where the bathroom was, though he warned her they hadn't had time to get her any cloths yet, and was promptly confused when she said she already had it covered. He just shrugged off his confusion though, and told her where the kitchen was so she could go get something to eat when she was done.

After showering she pulled some cloths from her mother's trunk, she'd had a suspicion she'd be out on her ass if she tried to help her mother, so she's packed all of her belongings in it beforehand. She figured it was probably safe to say it was her trunk at this point. Though technically if she were being honest, some of that stuff was Potter's, like the dark arts books he wouldn't miss, or even appreciate properly if he did, those were stored in the library compartment of her trunk.

Now showered and dressed, she headed downstairs for some food. Upon entering the kitchen she found what she assumed was everyone in the house having breakfast. When they all turned to her Dante said, "Ah. Nero told us you were awake. Though I'm kinda curious were you got the clothes. Whatever, we should get you back to your mother soon, she's probably worried."

From their expressions, it seemed they'd already talked about returning her home, though some of them didn't seem happy about it. She hummed then replied, "I had my clothes with me." Rather than properly elaborating at their obvious confusion, she only said, "Magic. Though you're probably right, she likely misses me, but taking me back might be a problem."

Dante huffed at her purposely vague answer, but asked, "Why would there be a problem?"

As they'd been talking a woman with reddish brown hair had ushered her to the table, where she'd sat in the only available seat in between Dante, who was at one of the corners, and Nero, then the woman got her a plate of food. She'd smiled in thanks and stared eating as Dante was asking his question, so she swallowed her food before answering, "My mom's married to a fucking asshole, and he kicked me out almost three months ago. He's not going to let me go back. Not to mention I'm British. While I doubt you'd have much problems getting me back to the UK, you'd have to take me back, and then convince douche bag to let me stay there again."

Dante frowned, looking thoughtful before seeming to remember something, and began murmuring, "Evans. Agnus' recording said your last name was Evans." When Marzanna nodded her confirmation to her name, he hummed before continuing, "Your mom wouldn't happen to be Lily Evans would she? I remember her, lovely woman rather feisty too. Didn't know she was a witch."

Marzanna nodded again, but strangely Vergil choked on his drink, most of the others looked startled too. Once he noticed their incredulous staring Dante barked a sharp, "What?"

Vergil just tilted his head still staring before finally explaining, "You don't usually even remember your, Ah, " Quick glance at Marzanna, "companions name the next day, much less anything about them, but this would've had to have been six, perhaps seven years ago. Just- It's strange for you to remember her and her name."

Dante huffed as though offended, and looked off to the side, then shocking the others further, gained a fond smile, before quietly saying, "Ya well, there was something special about Lily, alright?" Turning back to Marzanna he looked thoughtful for a moment before continuing, "Now that I think about it, didn't Agnus' recordings say you'd been abused. Lily isn't the type to do something as despicable as hitting a child, so I'm assuming it was her husband, though Lily didn't seem like the type to even put up with that shit either, so maybe I pegged her wrong. I-I'd actually somehow forgotten about that in the panic to destroy the Hell Gate, so I can't really send you back in good conscience anyway."

Marzanna shook her head, "No. My mom isn't the type to allow something like that to happen, but that's only when she's herself." Now they were confused again, so she sighed and continued, "You already know me and my mother are magicals, but my so called stepfather, James Potter, is too. He's a rather despicable man who will do practically anything to get what he wants. He isn't even above say, doping the woman he's obsessed with, with love potion for a dozen years so far." Everyone around the table had mixed looks of disgust and anger, mostly disgust for the guys and anger on the woman's faces, though Dante was strongly both, but she continued regardless, "Worse yet, Potter is a 'Pure Blood', the magical version of being a noble. Disgusting prejudiced British wizard law says that since he's of pure blood and my mother isn't, holding her under love potion is perfectly legal, though he hides it anyway."

Nero abruptly cut in exclaiming, "That's fucking foul! Just because someone isn't a so called pure blood it's ok to enslave them?! That's sick!"

It was obvious everyone else agreed with him, but she sighed again and explained, "To the British wizarding world in general, blood status is everything. Pure bloods are people who can trace their lineage back at least 300 years with no unpure blood 'staining' it. Non-magical born, or 'Muggle-Born' are those who are born to non-magicals, though technically there's no such thing as a true Muggle-Born since the ability to use magic is purely hereditary, which really just means these people are unaware of having a magical ancestor. Pure bloods often use the derogatory name 'Mudblood' for them, since in the UK a common bullshit mindset is 'Pure Blood superiority', and that belief says that non-magicals are filthy uncultured animals. Then there are half-bloods, they only have one pure blood parent. Their usually seen with scorn as living proof of a pure line being sullied. You've also got squibs, people who are born to magical families, but have practically no magic to speak of, some don't have any at all, but most have enough for any wards that react to non-magicals to leave them alone, though not enough to cast magic. The laws favor pure bloods heavily, since half-bloods have one pure blooded parent they enjoy most of the same legal favoritism, even if the people don't like them. Squibs are considered shameful failures for lacking magic, even though they can't help being born that way. Muggle-borns don't really have many rights, they'll always have problems getting jobs, will never get a high ranking position in any magical business of considerable size, and just generally don't have good lives in the magical world. Really, most wouldn't bat an eye if they knew my mother was under a love potion, honestly pure bloods can get away with practically everything but murdering Muggle-borns."

Dante scowled and said, "That right there is one of the few things I hate about humans. That they seem to have a need to degrade other people just because they aren't similar."

Nero huffed in anger than said, "I'm afraid there will probably always be people taking away the rights others have as sentient creatures, because they believe themselves superior."

Marzanna sighed then cut whatever Dante was about to say off by continuing, "It actually manages to get worse."

Before she could continue Nero butted in again demanding, "How could it possibly get worse?! That's already horrible enough!"

She gazed at him, clearly unhappy with what she was about to say, "Actually Nero, if we were in the British wizarding world, you'd be one of the people to experience first-hand how it gets worse, as you would be labeled by the British Ministry of Magic a Half-Breed, which basically just means you aren't fully human. See all those class differences I spoke about are only applied to humans, non-humans are treated even worst in the UK. Its complete fucking prejudiced bullshit, but to them even the supposed 'filthy uncultured animals' they believe non-magicals to be are better that you. Though to them since you're at least part human your better than Vergil, Dante, and the others, who would be labeled creatures, specifically they'd probably be labeled dark creatures, even Eva. To make matters even worse, even with your partial human blood, you'd have no rights whatsoever. If a pure blood walked up to you and murdered you in the middle of a crowded street, the only thing that would happen to the pure blood once the authorities realized you weren't human would be a questioning. Even then they'd just have to claim they felt threatened by your presence and they'd get away with it without so much as a slap on the wrist."

Understandably, everyone at the table looked horrified at her explanation, then Dante swallowed and said, "Then I suppose we should just be grateful the crazy asshole doping your mother didn't kill you."

Marzanna shook her head before responding, "He wouldn't have risked it. I may be registered under my mother's maiden name in the non-magical world, but Potter made sure I was registered under his last name on the magical side of things. After all, it would be shameful if anyone found out his wife had a child that wasn't his. Claiming the child is theirs isn't uncommon amongst pure bloods whose spouses have kids with someone else. Even if people would've known I wasn't actually his or fully human after my body would've been examined, there would've undoubtedly been people who didn't believe it, and killing what some thought was really his child would've seriously damaged his reputation. It also doesn't help that my mother was subjected to a spell that allows a woman to get pregnant while she's already carrying a child, so me dying and being found to not being Potter's would've made people question how my half-brother could be his, since the spell also made us be born together as twins. No, Potter wouldn't risk any of that."

Dante hummed in understanding. Then he said, "Ah well, while all this is good to know so we know what to expect if any of us have to go to the magical side of the Britain, I wasn't going to send you back anyway." He glanced at Eva and frowned before adding more to himself than Eva, "Though I still don't think I'm capable of raising a kid."

Eva sighed in exasperation, then stated in a manner that made Marzanna sure she'd said it multiple times already, "I told you. Your father and I just got our family back, even if it grew in our absence. We won't be leaving anytime soon. So I'll help you, I'm sure you'll get some help from the others as well, you don't have to do it alone Dante."

There was a general agreement to her words, to which Dante rolled his eyes and looked back at her, then after a moment said, "Well kid, I suppose you're with me now. If you're ok with that?" She nodded, after all she'd been lonely since Potter kicked her out, and besides ever since the first and only time her mother told you about Dante, she had wished for a chance to know her father, and this was it. Dante smiled and nodded then continued, "Then I suppose we're going to need to make that guest bedroom you were staying in yours. I'm not complaining about my family being back, but between you, Mom, Dad, and Vergil moving in, I'm gonna need to expand again as that'll only leave us with one guest bedroom, since the rooms were originally for clients who needed extended protection, and Demon Hunter friends meaning we kinda need more than one." He was obviously talking more to himself than her or anyone else when he said this. Then shook his head and asked absently, "I suppose you're going to need clothes and probably other stuff too Marzanna?"

Marzanna shook her head then said, "Nope. I've got all my stuff." Vaguely the thought crossed her mind that she was strangely good at confusing the hell out of this group of angels, demons, and humans especially considering they were in the Demon Hunting business. She shook the thought off and summoned her shrunken trunk from inside her Devil Bringer then explained, "This used to be my mom's. It's enchanted to be much bigger on the inside, shrink at will, and has multiple expanded compartments amongst other things. The reason Potter kicked me out was because I found out about him using love potions on my mom, and then ruined his entire stock of the crap. I figured I'd find myself out on my ass when I decided to destroy his stock, but I wasn't about to just sit back and do nothing. So I just packed all my stuff in here. One of the compartments I told you about is a living area, apparently before Potter began giving her love potions, my mom used it to get away when she was stressed, I was staying in there before I got captured by that bastard Agnus."

Dante was looking at the trunk in curiosity after her explanation, and he wasn't the only one. Shaking his head Dante pulled his gaze from the trunk and looked at her while saying, "Kat designed the guest rooms to be impersonal, so other than getting some stuff to change that about your room your pretty much set. So I suppose since Vergil, Dad, and Mom need clothes, and you all need stuff for your rooms we should probably get going. Much as I hate to say it, we need to go shopping."

Marzanna understood exactly why he hated saying it when a strange gleam appeared in the eyes of Eva, Kat, a blonde woman, a black haired woman, and the woman who fed her. That gleam made her nervous, and it seemed she wasn't the only one, as Nero, Vergil, and Sparda seemed to be in the same boat. Though Dante looked less nervous and more like he'd resigned himself to death. She briefly realized how humorous this was, she'd learned a lot from Agnus about her family and their feats. To think the legendary dark knight Sparda, the legendary devil hunter Dante, the hero of Fortuna Nero, and Vergil who could go toe to toe with Dante, but whose feats up to this point were kinda evil, all terrified.

Correction, terrified of five petite women and shopping. She would've snickered, but she was scared of them to.

It had been almost two months since Marzanna moved in with her dad, and she was starting to get a bit frustrated. She'd wanted a chance to get to know her dad, but he was so awkward around her that it was proving... difficult. Not that it was entirely his fault, she was awkward when she was with him as well. She was fairly certain they were driving the others up the wall with their awkwardness. She'd been awkward and unsure towards the rest as well, but unlike Dante they refused to be awkward in return, because of this she'd already begun to get close to them. Nero in particular always went out of his way to make her feel welcome and get to know her, and she was rapidly starting to think of him as an older brother because of it.

Now though she was about to face what would probably be the most awkward two weeks of her life. Sparda and Eva, who were slowly getting familiar with her and getting her to call them grandpa and grandma, had been planning to go visit some of their old allies along with some of the safe houses they'd made to see who could still be called friend and if some of their more useful stuff was still intact and where they left it. Just a few days before they had to leave though, an influx of jobs had come in, leaving just her, grandpa, grandma, and her dad in the house. Even Kyrie had left, though she was just going with Nero to get any civilians out of the way since the jobs he'd taken were just a string off eliminating swarms of smaller demons, but most were in kinda public places. They were supposed to be the first back, but Nero's jobs would keep them busy for at least 12 more days.

Now it was time for grandpa and grandma to leave, Eva fiddled with her coat before asking for the twenty-sixth time, "Are you sure you two will be ok by yourselves? Because me and Sparda can put our trip off till some of the others get back."

Though he didn't seem worried like his wife, she figured grandpa actually was worried too, since he had agreed with her all previous twenty-five times she said this, and he agreed with her now. Dante however just sighed then with a reassuring smile said, "Mom stop worrying, we'll be fine. I promise! You and dad need to see the state of your affairs, so don't worry about us we'll be fine. Now I love you, but you need to get going."

Eva smiled in a worried manner at him, before saying, "Alright, Alright. We'll be leaving now, I love you too Dante." Then looking at her Eva said, "I love you as well sweetheart, behave for your father please. Not that you usually cause much trouble, but still."

Marzanna smiled and replied with a simple, "Of course grandma. I love you and grandpa. Be careful."

Eva placed a kiss on her forehead then turned and headed for the door. Sparda ruffled her hair and murmured a quiet, "Love you too kiddo." Then he and Eva left.

Dante gave a strange huffing sigh then looking at her wearily said, "So. What should we do?"

When Nero and Kyrie entered the house they expected at find an atmosphere of pure awkward. Instead they were pleasantly surprised to find Dante and Marzanna in the living room, two boxes of pizza on the coffee table, and the two playing video games. More specifically they seemed to be playing Mortal Kombat, and Dante seemed to be losing. Badly.

Dante had apparently come to the conclusion that he wouldn't win fairly, since he reached over and tried to mess with her controller. All the while laughingly shouting, "No! No no no no no! Stop comboing me! You're kicking my ass! This so isn't fair, your six for crying out loud!"

Marzanna was laughing to, but mockingly replied, "I'm not kicking your ass because in using combos. You just suck old man."

A yelped, "Hey!" from Dante. Then the iconic 'Finish him!' appeared on the screen, and Dante dropped his controller trying to mess with her in earnest, shouting all the while, "Oh no! Don't you dare fatality me again!"

His attempts were for not though, as a moment later Marzanna's character suddenly started shrieking, causing Dante's character to compress painfully before exploding. A second later the game announced, "Sindel Wins. Fatality."

Nero started laughing at Dante before saying to him, "Why Dante, I didn't know a six year old could kick your ass."

Dante whirled around and promptly told him, "Shut the fuck up brat. She's stupidly good at this game."

Nero just made a sarcastic, "Uh huh. Whatever you say Dante."

Dante glared before throwing the controller at him and saying, "Oh ya. Well then you try, and I'll laugh my ass off when she kicks your ass."

Nero caught the controller and sat down. As he was picking his character Kyrie shook her head at her soulmate/husband, before turning to Dante and saying in exasperation, "Really Dante, must you taunt him." When he just huffed she continued, "Also I know she's your daughter and you can raise her how you like, but really? Pizza? You couldn't make her something healthy, I know you are surprisingly decent in the kitchen. If not make something than you could've at least bought something healthy, she's a growing girl. She shouldn't be constantly eating stuff like pizza."

Dante seemed offended before he said, "This is the first time since we were left alone that I got her unhealthy food. Besides I needed to remedy a horrible act of cruelty immediately."

Nero was mostly focused on not getting his ass handed to him on a silver platter, Dante was right Marzanna was good, but he still managed to snort and ask, "Oh ya? What 'horrible cruelty' is this?"

Dante looked at him and whispered in a horrified manner, "She'd never had pizza."

Nero dropped his controller and gaped at Dante, then turned an equally horrified expression to Marzanna and whispered, "You-You've never had pizza? What kinda monster would deprive someone of pizza?!"

Marzanna gazed at him in bemusement before explaining, "In the magical world they're creatures known as house elves. They can't survive without being bonded to someone with magic. So usually in return for bonding with them along with giving them a place to live, house elves serve the person their bonded to, kinda like live in housekeeping. They get the bond, food, and a place to stay, and the person their bonded to gets someone who cooks and cleans. They do more than that, but those are their primary jobs. Of course while their treated with respect in most countries as sentient beings, prejudiced Britain usually treats them as little more than slaves. Anyway, Potter like pretty much all pure blood families had house elves bonded to his family. However while all house elves are amazing cooks, most don't know how to make stuff like pizza, so since I got my meals from them I never had it. Normally house elves wouldn't take care of someone who wasn't either a guest or member of the family their bonded to, but since Potter forced his last name on me they always took care of me. It certainly didn't hurt that they liked me more than James or Mike since I was actually nice to them and treated them with respect."

The lighthearted mood dampened a bit at the mention of yet another species the British magicals treated poorly. Kyrie shook her head before saying with forced cheer, "Well I was going to make lunch if you guys hadn't eaten yet when I got home, but since you have and since Nero's probably just going to get into the pizza I'll just make something for myself. Unless you want me to make you some food Nero?"

She said the last part like she knew the answer was already going to be 'no' and she was just being polite. Sure enough Nero grinned sheepishly at her as he picked up his controller and said, "No thanks Kyrie. Thanks anyway, but as amazing as your cooking is I haven't had pizza in a long time."

She just nodded and left. While she'd been making her food she'd been able to hear shouts from Nero, and laughing from Dante and Marzanna. He was obviously losing, especially since he kept proclaiming things like 'Rematch!' and 'I'll get you this time kid!'. She also heard quite a few 'No!'s from him, along with Dante taunting him and Marzanna laughingly teasing him about sucking. She smiled, it was good to hear Marzanna finally getting along with her father. Kyrie's heart was warmed by her family's laughter.

When she came back it was too the sight of Nero finally winning a match. Before he could do one of those 'Fatalities' though Marzanna abruptly exclaimed, "Oh no you don't!"

Then her character, Sindel, did a back flip right onto her head, snapping her own neck and crushing her skull as well, if the digital puddle of blood was any indication. A moment later the game announced, "Scorpion Wins. Hara-Kiri."

Nero yelled and demanded of Marzanna, "What the hell was that! I didn't do that!"

Marzanna laughed and said, "Hara-Kiri. In Mortal Kombat Deception if your opponent is about to fatality you, you can deny them by performing a suicide move, also known as Hara-Kiri."

Dante snickered at Nero's pout then rubbed it in by saying, "Even when she loses she manages to win."

Nero just glared. Then flipped him off with a sharp, "Oh fuck you Dante!"

A week later when everyone was back Kyrie was talking to Eva in the kitchen, Dante and Marzanna were in the living room playing video games again. Since the others, expect Nero who was busy making fun of every mistake Dante did in whatever game they were playing now, was in the kitchen to get away from the loud shouting, they could hear everything the two were saying. It didn't hurt that they weren't trying to be secretive, so they weren't whispering.

When Dante shouted again about something Marzanna was doing, Eva smiled vaguely then said, "I'm glad they're not awkward anymore. It's nice their finally getting along. Though I must admit, I thought that I'd come back to a war zone of awkwardness, not, well this."

Kyrie smiled before saying, "They were like this by the time Nero and I got back. I guess they just needed to be left alone to deal with their awkwardness, not have us interfering in an attempt to help."

Eva hummed and nodded, then before she could say anything Vergil butt in saying, "I just wish them getting along wasn't so... loud."

Eva smiled gently, but didn't deign to respond. Vergil maybe complaining, but they all knew he wasn't really bothered by it. Not yet anyway. He was just as glad as the rest of them to hear the two laughing and having fun together. Though it was Vergil, so he was bound to get fed up with the volume eventually.

For now though he was just as happy as the rest of them to hear Marzanna shriek with laughter, and Nero laughingly exclaim, "Oi! Tickling your six year old competition is not only cheating, but also completely depressing that you have too, to have a chance at winning."

Dante huffed loudly and proclaimed, "It's not cheating, it's tactics! And she's ridiculously good at games so it's not depressing either!"

Vergil couldn't help himself, he called to Dante, "Tactics? Since when do you know anything about tactics Dante!"

Dante didn't miss a beat, immediately yelling insults back. Eva and Kyrie shared a smile. Their family was bigger than Eva expected it to be, and that larger than Kyrie thought it would become, but it was happy. Indeed, for now at least, life was good.