By Fang Wolfsbane

As it turned out, the Fury hadn't been the only one present during the day. As the old saying in the underworld went, 'if you see one Fury, a dozen more of those sons of bitches are right around the corner'.

Whoever had quoted that, had definitely not been wrong. Dante had been kind enough to ensure that the twins were well aware of that.

While the Furies themselves were relatively weak enough that all it took was a direct swing from Ares's sword, a generous handful of those were enough of a pain in the ass that Aspasia had to jump in after a while.

Even with his capability as a swordsman, even Ares could be overwhelmed with enough numbers pitted against him. Hell, even Dante himself had jumped in after rescuing a human boy that had stood on the side lines and watched, simply stood by and watched, while they battled the demons desperate for their next meal.

She had a good mind to try and find the boy afterwards to give him a good smack upside the head. If he had been in the underworld, he would have been expected to deal with the Furies on his own, and if he failed, well… there was a reason graveyards existed, especially in the demon realm.

The best part of all? The boy had known that he was in no shape or form capable of defending himself in case the demons decided to attack, and yet he had stood – just stood – there like he had gotten a front row seat to the Roman coliseum.

Oh how she wished it had been the coliseum. She still remembered her mother telling her and Ares about the times she attended and watched both humans and demons tear each other to shreds. It had sounded like nothing less than a dream come true at the time. In fact, Mundus had approved so much of the human pastime that he had it instated in their own realm, except theirs lacked the basic human element: humans.

Not that she cared all that much. Watching her own kind tear each other to shreds suited her just fine. She supposed that was why she wasn't against the thought of joining Sparda's kin in defending humanity.

She couldn't give two shits about the species, but the thought of fighting powerful beings, that was enough to heat her blood. Whether Ares had caught onto that or not, she didn't know, but that was his own prerogative. She wasn't going to force him to join her. He was old and informed enough to choose for himself.

Though after he had gutted a Fury through its stomach, she was almost certain that he wasn't going to make up his mind anytime soon. On their way back to the base building, he hadn't said so much as a peep, only sparing glares at humans curious enough to cast weary glances at his bloody appearance.

She had barely been able to contain her laughter when she caught sight of him after snapping a Fury's neck from behind with pure arm strength. She would have taken the opportunity if Ares hadn't thrust his sword past her ear and into a sneaky Fury's forehead. That alone had spared him her teasing. For now anyway.

None of them spoke a word to each other until the front door opened with the glasses-wearing human nearly tumbling right out.

"Ah! There you are!" The grin that was on her face upon catching sight of them quickly retreated into a grimace and a pinched nose. "Ugh! What happened to you guys? Did you decide to have a intestine feast or somethin'?"

"More like a Fury feast," Dante informed her as he stepped past Ares with a snarky smirk, earning a glower in return for his comment. If they had been younger, she would have warned the demon hunter about possibly waking up with a bucket of demon intestines at his bedside in the morning. There was only one problem with that prank, they couldn't afford upsetting their landlord.

"Ew. No wonder y'all smell like shit," Nico continued, stepping to the side as she waved her hand in front of her face as if that would somehow quell the stench. Not that she blamed her. She was close to asking someone to break her nose just so that she didn't have to smell the rotting blood.

"To hell with all of you," Ares muttered as they all gave him a wide berth on his way to the bathroom upstairs to try and alleviate the nausea his face showed. Even the strongest stomach couldn't handle a stench that foul. No wonder lesser demons avoided eating the Furies if they had a choice in their next lunch.

"Just don't clog anythin'!" Nico shouted after him, only to receive a raised finger in return, that she shot right back with both hands. "Yeah, you too buddy!"

Shaking his head, Dante headed towards the wooden desk that occupied his 'office space' and shot his legs right on it. "Right, I'd say that was pretty good for the first day on the job. What do you say we get some pizza to celebrate?"

"Not it!" Nico said almost faster than Dante's own words left his mouth. Aspasia followed suit directly after. Dante shot them both a frown just before Nero and Kyrie joined them.

"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" Nero was stupid enough to ask.

A smirk crossed his lips as Dante held his hand up as well. "Not it."

K yrie quickly followed suit just before Nero caught on to what he had just walked in on. His frown spoke before his mouth did. "Shit."

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