Chapter 6

Alright this story should be ending in a few chapters. Just so people are aware of this, when I'm writing and two people are talking, I will put who's saying what for the first few lines and then drop the names when they are just in an exchange. If the order that they are talking in gets changed or someone else joins in then I'll write their names again. This is so I don't reuse the word "said" because I like being creative and not using the same words over and over again. There have been a few problems with this so I'm pointing it out now to avoid further confusion. Thanks to all my readers.

Dante continued to fire his pistols. If they ran on actual ammunition, he would have ran out long ago. Which was the very problem that Lady was having. She had been running low on ammo ever since the fire assassin and now she was out. The only reason she was still alive was because Dante was protecting her and he had also loaned her one of his Devil Arms, Alastor. She quickly adapted to using a sword and was standing back to back with Dante. A masked demon wearing a cloak and carrying a scythe swung at her. She tried to block but it broke though and slashed her arm. A bolt of lightning flared of of Alastor and vaporized it. Two more stepped forward to take its place.

"This is just ridiculous! How many are there?" Lady yelled.

"Not enough," Dante said before leaping into the air. Lady disappeared with a flash of light as Dante turned into a giant orb of demonic energy and crashed down into the battlefield. The force of the explosion cleared all but a few of the remaining demons. These were dispatched with a few shots as Lady materialized. She looked at Dante with a raised eyebrow.

"What was that?" she asked.

"I don't know. I saw you get hurt and then I just kinda," he made an upward motion with his hand followed by a fierce downward sweep.

"Why would me getting hurt cause you to do that?" Lady asked.

Dante hesitated for a second before continuing.

"Lady, you mean a lot to me. We've known each other since Vergil rose Temen-Ni-Gru and I've grown feelings for you. Your one of the few people who know what I am and you're okay with it," he started.

"Look, I return your feelings but right now we're in Hell. We can continue the romantic crap later. Alright?" Lady asked.

"Fine with me," Dante replied.

They started to walk in a random direction when Lady felt something grab her hand. She looked and saw Dante's hand holding hers. She looked at him and he smirked. She laughed and returned the hold. Together they walked through Hell, happy to have each other.

Dante was happy. Even though he was walking through Hell, he had recently admitted his feelings to the one closest to him, fearing that she would laugh at him. He was pleasantly shocked to find out that she returned his feelings. Now all they just had to make it out of Hell.

"You know, I thought Hell would look different than this. I know that everybody says it's supposed to look like this but I couldn't help but think that they were just making it up," Lady spoke up.

"Everybody can have a lucky guess. I guess they had theirs," Dante replied.

"Haven't you been here before? Was it like this last time?" she asked

"Nope. Everything was like a giant church," he said with a confused expression. "I didn't pay it that much attention so the details are kinda hazy."

"That sounds weird. Why would hell be a giant church?"

"I don't know. Maybe Capcom was making a not-so-subtle religious joke."

They both shook their heads and continued walking. Now that they had time to take in their surroundings they noticed a tunnel on the far end of the cavern. They decided that this would be the best way out and were walking towards it. When they reached it they started to walk through it.

"So, Vergil and Trish are a couple now. Nobody saw that coming," Lady spoke up.

I did

"You're the author. You don't count," Dante pointed out. "Besides, shouldn't you be working on your other story?"

Dude. I'm a high school student. I have no time to do anything

"What about weekends?" Lady asked.

Volleyball manager. I wake up at 6 in the morning for a long ass bus ride to film like 6-9 games

"Then why don't you type at those?" Lady suggested.

*Scoffs* I'm not taking my laptop to those. I don't want it stolen or broke

"Whatever. Just get this story done. The fans are probably pissed," Dante said.

I'm trying. Shut up. I gotta go. HPatCoI needs a new chapter.

"Why does he keep putting in these little breaks of the fourth wall? There is no point to them," Lady asked.

"I don't know. He either thinks they're funny or he's just using it for space so he keeps his 2000 word average," Dante answered.

By this time they reached the end of the tunnel. They found themselves in a small room with a treasure chest about 4 feet wide and 3 feet tall and a portal. The walls were lined with torches that gave off a white light. Dante walked up to the chest and started to open it.

"Wait! What if it's a trap?" Lady exclaimed.

"That's why I'm opening it," he replied. He bent to open it and a strange jingle started to play. It continued as he opened the lid and reached inside. It gave way to a triumphant fanfare as he quickly spun and held up an emerald pendant in the shape of angel wings on a silver chain.

"What is this?" he suddenly said as he pulled his arm down and stared intently at it.

"Forget the pendant, what was that about?" Lady asked.

"Link does it," Dante replied defensively.

"Fair point," she responded.

The amulet caught their attention again when it started to pulse faintly.

"Is it going to blow up?" Lady asked.

"No. If it was it would have already done so," Dante replied. He moved it around in the air and noticed that the closer that he held it to Lady, the more it pulsed.

"I think it likes you," he pointed out as he held it up to her and its pulse became a glow. He put it around her neck and she felt a surge of energy run through her body. White light surrounded her, healing her arm, and she heard Dante gasp. She looked down and saw that she was wearing a flowing white robe. She felt something move on her back and she looked over her shoulder to see angel wing had sprouted from her back.. Then just as sudden the light was gone and she was back in her normal school girl outfit.

"What the hell was that?!" Lady asked.

"I think it was a trigger," Dante said with an astonished look on his face.

"What? I'm not a devil and even if I was that sure wasn't a demon."

"I don't think it was a devil trigger. I think it was an... angel trigger." Dante said. "It probably has to do with that pendant. It probably amplifies your priestess blood allowing you to use powers like mine, only on the other side of the spectrum."

"As crazy of a theory as that is, it makes sense," she said with a thoughtful expression. "If you're saying that I can do similar things that you can do, than that means..." She drew her pistol and pulled the trigger. She felt energy coarse through her hands and the pistol fired. She fired a few more shots before the gun broke into several smoking parts. She stared at it incredulously before turning to Dante. Sensing her confusion, he started to explain.

"Normal weapons get damaged by energy shots if they don't have time to cool down. The bigger the gun the more it can take before it needs to cool down. That's why the only guns I constantly use are Ebony and Ivory. I made them myself so I could fix that little problem," he punctuated the last sentence with a few shots from his pistols.

"What about the trigger? I don't think I've ever seen you use that."

"Well, seeing as I can fly and yours has wings I think it would make sense if you could to. I also am able to use my devil arms to their full extent and use powers I couldn't before. Which reminds me. You should be able to obtain angelic weapons like my Devil Arms."

"How do you normally get those," Lady asked with some hope in her voice. She had seen Dante fight with them and was a little jealous.

"I normally either find them like I did with Alastor, although the damn thing impaled me, or I morph the souls of the more powerful demons into a weapon like Cerberus," he replied while twirling the said nun-chucks around. The air suddenly became colder. Dante put away Cerberus but the chill lingered. He was about to comment before a barrier appeared in between him and Lady. It pushed him backwards against the wall. Lady could barely hear him shouting his surprise and concern. She drew Alastor (for she hadn't given it back to Dante) and looked around. She her a feminine giggle and a small orb of light split from one of the torches. It floated to the middle of the room and turned into a scantily clad woman typical of the modern video game industry in a flash of light. She had long white hair and black feathery wings. All she wore was a strap around her breasts and a thong.

"Well would you look at that. The little rats walked right into the snake's nest," She said with a small giggle.

Lady just shook her head and hefted Alastor.

"Oh sweety. You don't think you can defeat the Harpy Queen all by yourself? You don't stand a chance. Any last words before I kill you?" the demon asked.

"Why do they never wear armor?" she asked. She swung the lightning blade at her opponent and sliced open her stomach.

She screamed before Lady impaled her through the chest. She sent a burst of angel energy through the sword and electrocuted her. Her body disintegrated and all that remained was her soul. Lady reached out towards it and the soul started to change. A long shaft six feet long formed and was followed by a pale blue blade suddenly jutting out from one end. Lady grabbed it and twirled it around before leaning it on her shoulder. She turned to Dante and noticed that the barrier was gone.

"How's that?" She asked slyly.

"That was stylish. And very sexy," he replied before walking up and taking her hand. They walked up to the portal and after a brief pause stepped into it.

Vergil had never experienced anything more annoying. Even all of his experiences with his brother paled in comparison to this. Every time he tried to reach the cloud with their way out it disappeared and he was warped back to the start. Then several pink clouds materialized and hopped around without any strategy or pattern while making the most annoying peeping sounds imaginable. A thick curtain surrounded the cloud he was on and no matter what he tried it wouldn't budge. The only way to get rid of it was to slay all of the pink clouds. Trish watched his progress with a critical eye and took note of what was happening.

"I think we should hop to the nearest cloud instead of trying to reach the one at the end," Trish spoke up as Vergil got ready to try again. "I'm a little surprised that I had to supply this obvious solution."

Vergil stopped and blinked.

"Yes. That will probably work better than what I am doing," he admitted.

They both walked over to the nearest cloud and lightly hopped across to it. A strange glyph appeared above the next cloud as it vanished. Ten moths the size of a man appeared in the center of the cloud they were standing on. Trish and Vergil shared a look before the latter disappeared. He reappeared on the other side of the moths with Yamato drawn. The moths fell to pieces and disappeared in a burst of smoke. Ten more replaced them in random spots around the cloud. Trish shot a lightning bolt that chained half of them and electrocuted them. Vergil cut the remaining five down with practiced swings from Yamato. More moths appeared, only this time there were twenty.

"They never learn, do they?" Trish asked as she continued to decimate them with lightning.

"No," Vergil answered as he continued to cut them down.

As soon as the last one disappeared, thirty more took there place. At this point the platform was getting very crowded. Vergil switched to killing the moths with his summon swords as each blade hit several of the moths at a time. Trish found no reason to discontinue her lightning barrage. Already expecting the next wave, the two devils stood back to back as an overwhelming fifty moths appeared. Trish fused Vergil's summoned blades with lightning as Vergil spun them in a whirlwind around them. The resulting maelstrom decimated the current wave and annihilated the next wave consisting of eighty. As soon as the last one fell, the glyph above the next cloud shimmered out of existence and the cloud reappeared.

"That was effective," Vergil stated.

"Yeah. It was. We need to do that more often," Trish agreed.

They continued on to the next cloud and prepared to fight. The next cloud in their path did disappear in a similar fashion to the last, however, instead of enemies appearing, several small hoops materialized a fair distance from the cloud. A pedestal raised out of the middle of the cloud with several small, golden orbs resting on top of it. Vergil walked up to it and picked up one of the orbs. He tested its weight before turning and hurling it through the furthest hoop. It tried to dodge several seconds after the orb sailed through the middle of it. The hoops disappeared one by one, followed by the glyph. Before they moved on, Vergil and Trish surveyed their current progress.

"Two down, two to go," Trish counted.

Vergil huffed in agreement and the two jumped to the next cloud.

As soon as they landed, black tiles materialized on the cloud. Each tile was roughly three feet by three feet. The tile that they were standing on had turned white when their feet touched it. This time a glyph floated upright in the air preventing them from jumping to the next cloud instead of making the next one disappear.

"Turn the color of all the tiles to move on," A voice said. A chain rose out of the ground and wrapped itself around Trish's right leg and Vergil's left leg. "Be warned, stepping on a tile twice will not be a happy experience."

They started to walk around the edge of the cloud and then moved towards the center only to walk in another circle. After they spiraled their way to the center, all of the tiles went black again. This time several rocks sprouted from the ground, each occupying a tile. They paused and looked over the floor before starting again. (I provided a chart. See if you can solve it)

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S= Start. F= Finish. x= Rock o= Tile

They came to a stop on the remaining tile. The remaining tiles flashed before rocks sprouted from all of them except for six leading up to the glyph. The walked up and Vergil suddenly felt compelled to touch it. He reached his hand out and the glyph flashed when he made contact. The chain binding the two crumbled to ash. The glyph fell away from the pair and stretched, forming a bridge. Trish cautiously tested it and found that it would hold their weight. They walked across to the last cloud before their destination. This cloud simply held a time god statue and a treasure chest. They both looked at the treasure chest. As Trish took a step forward to open it, it fell through the cloud and out of site.

"What was that about?" She asked.

"Probably an explanation to something that doesn't concern us," Vergil answered before he turned to the remaining object on the cloud.

Vergil walked up to the statue and held out his hand. A torrent of red orbs flew out. The flood continued to flow for a several seconds before it stopped. A significantly smaller but still impressive flood of green orbs flowed back and disappeared.

"Why are you stocking up?" Trish asked.

"We've already encountered a foe that inflicts wounds that are resistant to healing. There is a good chance this is all that will stop us from dieing and I am not accepting the risk of losing you," he replied. She smiled and walked up to the statue and repeated his action, although on a much smaller scale.

"Why don't I have as many Red orbs as you," She asked, offended at the very apparent difference.

"Which one of us was in the demon world for several years fighting the hordes?"

"...fair point."

They hopped to the final cloud and approached their goal. Both stopped and looked at the other. Vergil took her hand and the corners of his mouth twitched upwards in response to her smile. They stepped forward, ready to face any challenges, together.

Spyro stood on top of the wall surrounding Warfang. Cynder stood at his side, both gazing out to the setting sun.

"Am I the only one who feels our entire involvement in that affair was pointless?" He asked.

"No. I thought the entire thing was very unnecessary," Cynder replied.

Spyro grunted in agreement. They continued to watch the sunset in peace for several minutes before they flew off the wall and to the small house that is their residence within the city. They landed outside and entered. The inside was simple. The first floor was one large room that served as a living room, kitchen and dining room. Stairs led up to the second floor which consisted of a master bedroom and a room for any guests.

Spyro headed up to their room with Cynder following. As they got ready for bed, they couldn't help but think that they hadn't seen the last of a certain duo.

Holy fuck sorry for the wait. Call this an eary Christmas present. Next chapter shall be the finale in which the devil hunters reunite for an epic battle against the antagonists that I haven't touched upon at all. For those of you wondering where my other story went, I deleted it due to lack of creativity and the relization that it sucked, badly.

Anyway, Lady is now on the same level of badassery as the others. She might be a little OP due to the training she went through to make up for being only human combined with the powers I gave her, but, to be fair, this is in the series where Quicksilver and doppleganger are a thing. Whoever correctly identifies the pattern of the moths gets a cookie and a shoutout. On another note, I have the DMC HD Colletion now so I've also beat DMC3 and shall soon follow with 1. Adamthepyromancer out.