Note: Because those of you who gave your opinions seemed to like the idea so much, Rona is going to be a full demon. Again, this chapter is fairly serious. They should be getting more funny later on. Like possibly in the next chapter. And thank you for giving your opinions and ideas.

Rona ran through her apartment, not really caring that she wasn't wearing any shoes or socks. All she knew was that there was someone that she had to talk to and it needed to be soon. After all, he was the one who got her the necklace that was slowly becoming a part of her.

Dante and Virgil heard her running through and hurried to ask her what she was doing.

"I have to go. Please," She paused, thinking of whether she actually wanted to finish. "Please call the school and tell them I won't be coming in ever again. Tell them I quit." She quickly opened the front door and walked out, leaving the twins to wonder what was going on.

Virgil turned from the closed door and started for the phone.

"What are you going to do?" Dante asked.

"I'm going to call the school. Then I'm going to call her brother." Virgil took the phone off the receiver and searched for Aris' number.

"It's on the fridge." Dante said. "She keeps all the numbers on the fridge." He took a step towards his brother. "Is she going to be okay?"

Virgil paused before dialing the number for the school. He looked at Dante and whispered, "I don't know."

Rona ran down the street, the stray rocks and twigs biting into her feet. She ran as fast as she could without falling. She clawed at her chest, hoping to dig the crystal out but with no effect. She reached her brother's apartment building and climbed the steps to the top floor. The door was locked, forcing her to sit on the top step and wait for his return.

For an hour she sat alone, occasionally feeling a bloody tear as she tried to remove the crystal. She knew what she was becoming. She knew what could happen if it wasn't stopped. Every scratch she had inflicted on her skin had closed immediately after being inflicted. Blood covered her hands and flowed down her chest but with no wounds to show she had been hurt. She knew she was no longer human. But how long would she be able to keep her human form?

"Rona?"

Rona looked up to find Aris standing a few steps below her. He saw the blood and immediately helped her to her feet and opened his apartment door before rushing her inside.

"What happened?" He asked while leading her into the bathroom.

"I can't get it out." She said, forgetting she hadn't talked to him for nearly two weeks. "It's stuck."

"What are you talking about?"

She moved her shaking hands over the crystal. "I don't know how it happened."

Aris took an unsteady step back. He soon realized why she was covered in blood. But he didn't understand why her skin was as smooth as it had normally been, with the exception of the crystal.

"You called it a god's tear. It isn't. If it was I would be turning into an angel, but I'm not."

"It shouldn't be doing this." He whispered. "It wasn't supposed to change you."

Rona looked puzzled. What did he mean that it wasn't supposed to change her? "What do you know about it, Aris? What do you know about this devil's crystal? That's what it is, isn't it? It was never from a god, but the devil. And now…"

Aris forced her hands into the sink and turned on the water. "It was never supposed to work. It was only a necklace. I even wore it before giving it to you. It didn't do anything. It was just a necklace."

"You wore it?" Rona stayed focused on her brother. She soon realized he wasn't going to answer. "I had a nightmare last night. I was trapped in darkness with someone I couldn't see. I was so scared. I knew whoever it was, was going to kill me." She watched her brother's eyes. For a second she could have sworn she had seen a flash of recognition in his eyes. But it was gone almost as soon as it had appeared. "The dream forced the crystal farther into my skin. I could take it out before, but now the chain is almost gone and the crystal feels like it's a part of me."

"How long has this been going on?"

Rona was beginning to lose her temper for probably the first time in years. "I don't know. It was gradual."

Aris nodded his head with a strange understanding.

"Why did you come to me?" Aris looked straight into his sister's eyes.

"I thought that maybe there was something else you hadn't told me. Something you kept as a secret. Like side effects."

"You make this sound like a prescription drug." He looked down at Rona's hands.

"I wish it was. But it isn't. Instead this is turning me into a demon." Aris looked back to Rona, his eyes questioning how she could know.

"I can feel it." She said, answered his unspoken question. "I can also feel the human part of me dissipate. I'm not going to be half demon like they are. I'm afraid that Dante will have to kill me, one day."

Aris turned towards the door. "Clean yourself off. We'll talk when you come out. You can tell me what's been going on." He walked out, leaving Rona alone.

Rona had been gone for close to six hours before returning to her apartment where she found an angry Dante who had been pacing a trench in the floor, and an annoyed Virgil who was leaning against the fridge.

"Where were you?" Dante asked, trying to keep his temper under control.

"I was with my brother." She muttered as she closed the door and headed for her room.

Dante stopped her and nearly threw her back. "We called there and didn't get an answer."

"His phone was off." Rona was steadily becoming angry herself.

"Leave her alone, Dante." Virgil left the fridge and walked to Rona. "What did you learn?"

"That I want the two of you to teach me to fight." She looked him squarely in the eyes, her own eyes unwavering.

"Out of the question."

"Why?" Rona growled.

"Because you're a weak human. A demon would kill you within seconds."

"Not any more." Dante and Virgil looked at her with amazement. "The necklace is turning me into a demon."

"How?" Dante asked.

She pulled down the collar of her shirt to show them the crystal embedded in her flesh. "It's been doing this for a while now. Only this morning was the first time I was unable to take it."

Virgil gingerly ran his index finger over the crystal. "How did you try taking it out?"

"Like any panicked person would. I tried to claw it out. And, as you can see, I have no marks left on my skin. It's practically perfect except for this black crystal."

Dante took a step closer to see the crystal. "Did you try a knife?"

Virgil looked at him as if he was an idiot while Rona at least smiled. "No. I didn't try a knife. I didn't have one with me at the time."

Rona looked back at Virgil. "Please. I have to know what I'm capable of. Especially since I'm not going to have even a spec of my human self left. I don't even know if I'll have a choice between a human form or the form of a demon."

"You always have a choice between what form to take on." Dante took her hand. "Even our father had that choice."

"So you'll teach me?" She asked meekly.

Dante smiled. "I will. I can't answer for Virgil, though."

Dante and Rona looked to Virgil for his answer.

"I don't see much of a choice." He muttered.

"Thank you." Rona gave both an appreciative look.

"You'll need a good sword. You don't have any that can be used in fighting demons." Virgil turned away from her to think of what could be done about weapons for her.

"I'll make you a pair of guns." Dante volunteered.

"How will you get the parts?" Rona and Virgil asked.

"Don't worry about it." Dante gave them both a smug look, making Rona worry about what it could mean.

Virgil slowly walked farther away from Rona. "The only choice we have in making any close range weapons for you is if Dante or I make them for you."

Rona smiled and calmly said, "I would be honored if you made them."

Virgil turned to face her and nodded.