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Lady looked out the window as she thought of what had happened in the last week. She never thought her view of humans could change, but it was. Now, they seemed almost alien to her. Why did she never see how similar they were to sheep? They even had to be led out of a room when it was time for them to go. They walked through halls with a look in their eyes that made them seem both innocent and clueless. Was this what she had been?

She shook her head, trying to clear her mind of these thoughts. What did it matter? She had to protect her own kind no matter the cost.

Her eyes drifted to Rona. She wondered how she could stand to be what she was, to have the blood of a demon flowing through her veins. Why did she live long enough to give birth to her daughter? Why did she live long enough to become what she was?

After a few moments, Lady thought of what Dante had to do to convince Vergil to let her guard Rona. It wasn't easy. She actually had to promise with her soul that nothing would happen to the girl while she was sleeping. It's not like anything could happen to her, she was tied to the bed. Her freedom was taken from her because she wanted to get her daughter back. She was a prisoner because she had become a mother with strong maternal instincts. Was this one result of the demon blood? It had taken both the twins to hold her down so she could be tied. Was Vergil's blood strong enough to make her instincts just as strong?

Rona moaned and turned her head, alerting Lady to her waking. She calmly stood and sat on the edge of the bed. Did Rona deserve to be tied like this?

"What are you doing here?" She asked as she looked up at Lady.

"I'm supposed to be guarding you. Vergil would have done it himself except that Dante wouldn't let him… How are you feeling?" Lady answered, showing her trust of the girl.

"I'm tied down. How do you think I feel?" She asked sarcastically.

Lady smirked. "Dante and Vergil have left to figure out how to attack Banith. It might be a few days before they come back."

Rona nodded and thought of the fact that she could get them in without much of a problem. "They believe they need to see where to go before they can actually believe anyone, don't they."

"They're only trying to protect you."

Rona glared. "And they've put my baby in danger. How could my life be more important than Neenah's? You know she isn't Banith's daughter. She's mine. We have to save her from him. I have to get to her before it's too late, before he realizes who she is."

Lady looked at Rona who had now begun to struggle against her binds. Did Dante and Vergil even realize how much this had become a torture to her?

"I'll help you." Lady said as she began to untie Rona.

Rona looked at her with shock. "You will?" She asked.

Lady nodded. "I would never be able to handle having my own child taken from me. I'll help you get your baby back, but afterwards, we let Dante and Vergil handle Banith. Deal?"

Rona smiled and nodded. "Deal." She answered, rubbing her wrists and watching Lady untie her legs. "What will we do about weapons?"

"I don't know." Lady paused and began to consider the idea of stealing a few from Dante.

"I know what to do." Rona said as she stood and closed her eyes. "It's about time I get to use one of the tricks Banith taught me." She muttered as she moved her hands over her back as though she were reaching for two swords.

"You look rid—" Lady stopped and gasped as Rona pulled out two swords with red and silver blades. "How did you do that?" She asked breathlessly.

Rona just smirked and planted the swords in the floor before reaching behind her and pulling out two pistols, one silver the other gold. "Banith taught me to summon weapons that I had used before. He usually had me use daggers or any other light weapons, but I missed these." She looked at the two swords and guns with pride as she remembered who had made them for her.

"Why didn't you do that before?" Lady asked.

Rona looked back to her, seeming to realize she wasn't alone in the room. "Because, Banith would have known and it would have been too dangerous for that reason. Now, I don't care. He has my baby, I don't care if he knows that I have weapons or not."

Lady nodded and turned for the door, only to run into Vergil.

"Why is she untied?" He asked as he pushed Lady back.

"It's none of your concern." Lady growled as she shoved him back.

Rona quickly grabbed her weapons and walked to Vergil. "Leave her alone. She hasn't done anything."

Dante walked in and immediately thought Rona was about to escape. He lunged at her only to be thrown back by an unseen force. He looked around to see Lady lying on the floor and Vergil standing in front of Rona. "What the hell was that?" He asked. A second look at Rona was enough to tell him. She had sprouted a pair of black angel wings and her eyes had become a fiery red. Was this what Vergil's blood had turned her into?

"You're a demon again." Vergil said to her with a calm face but eyes that seemed to show excitement.

"I am what you made me." She whispered, her voice still the same but somehow deeper and more musical. "Another dark angel."

"You're not getting past me." Vergil growled.

"I don't need to get past you in order to get to Banith." She answered before grabbing Lady's hand and jumping through the window.

Dante ran to the window and yelled to her as she soared into the sky. He whispered so silently that Vergil couldn't hear him, saying, "I should have been the one to save you. I should have been the one to give you my blood."

Lady held onto Rona's hand, she wasn't sure of why she had taken her with when she could have gone on her own.

"You said you'd help me." Rona called to her. "You're going to keep your word."

Despite what was happening, Lady smirked. "It looks like you trust me now." She muttered.

Maaned perched on the top of a skyscraper. She knew Rona was after Banith, just as she knew Banith was expecting it. He wouldn't let her take the child back, not without a price.

With a sudden leap, Maaned was falling from the roof, facing the distant ground that was rushing towards her. She quickly flipped and landed gracefully on her feet, calmly walking away, in the direction of Devil May Cry, as though nothing was amiss. Everything would turn out as she wanted. She would finally be whole and in control. She would have the power of Sparda in her blood and the power of the fire demon that was still a part of her. She would have everything.

Banith waited as he listened to the scuttling of the demons. Rona was drawing near, fast. He could feel her presence and another's. A new slave for him, one that was strong enough to be the messenger after he was finished with her. Or maybe he should just keep her and let Maaned warn them.

He smirked. Maaned thought she was the one running the show, but there were a few things she wouldn't have thought of. Like, for example, his knowledge of the twins. They would come after Rona, but what Maaned was planning could put both of them in danger. It didn't matter to him, as long as Vergil's blood was in Rona's veins, he could keep her strong.