Chapter Two
AN: Sorry it was so late. English finals and all ; Anyway, on with the show!
I gazed up in awe as Dante shot at the very last demon (who looked pretty damn ugly) in the face. Three times. It topped over and fell on it's back, twitching. Finally, it stopped moving.
He looked to me. "Watch your surroundings, okay, kid?" He put away his guns. "They're everywhere."
I slowly nodded, eyes still wide. "Um…" I was speechless. What could I do? How would I get home? Would I ever watch my favorite shows again? And how would I survive?
So many questions swirled around in my head I found myself dizzy. Shaking my head, I stared up into Dante's eyes. "Um… Mr. Dante? I have a problem…"
"Yeah?" He blinked, helping me up; this time without any demons trying to murder me.
"You see… ah… I really need to get home," I told him.
"And where exactly do you live, kid?"
I bit my lip softly, wringing the hem of my Gundam Wing t-shirt. "…Delaware, Mr. Dante."
He seemed confused. "Delaware, huh? Never heard of it, sorry." His eyebrows furrowed. "But, I can't exactly leave you here with demons swarming around." He handed me a pistol. "Come with me, kid."
My eyes went from fear, to shock, to amazement. Go with him! As in, go with him on an epic adventure of demon slashing— and shooting? Like they did in all the popular anime cartoons I watched? I couldn't believe it.
"…Sure." I grinned eagerly.
"It'll be dangerous, though." He warned.
"I can take them all!" I boasted, suddenly in a cheery mood.
Dante snorted. "Heh, sure kid."
We walked together to the front door. He opened it, and I was shocked—and afraid—to the sight before my eyes…
AN: Sorry for the cliffhanger. ; But Chapter Three is on the way! Hope you like this chapter. Please R&R!