Master! Apprentice! Heartborne, 7th Seeker Warrior! Disciple! In me the Wishmaster Elbereth Lorien A dreamy-eyed child staring into night
On a journey to storyteller's mind Whispers a wish speaks with the stars the words are silent in him D distant sigh from a lonely heart
"I'll be with you soon, my Shalafi" Grey Havens my destiny
Master!..Silvara Starbreeze Sla-Mori the one known only by Him
To august realms, the sorcery within If you hear the call of arcane lore, your world shall rest on Earth no more A maiden elf calling with her cunning song "Meet me at the Inn of Last Home"
Heartborne will find the way! Master!...Wishmaster Crusade for Your will A child, dreamfinder The Apprentice becoming...
Master- "Wishmaster" Nightwish

Chapter III: Meeting Dante

Sy glances back only once then reaches in her purse and brings out a pixie stick as she pours it into her mouth her cut slowly begins to heal. She felt at peace for a moment until..."Enjoying the job?" It was Arkham.

Her eyes lit up and she walks over to the stove and pours the shredded cheese into the pan mixing it before she turns off the stove as not to burn the eggs. She took in a deep breath "Is everyone here rude and arrogant?"

Arkham smirked wickedly" Why do you say that?"

Sy said nothing at first as she grabbed two plates and forks then finished slicing the grapefruits, "Because I'm here to do a job and every ass hole inhuman shit keeps walking in while I'm trying to work." she took the plates for Dante and Vergil and handed them roughly to Arkham" Here gay clown take these to the spoiled brats"

Arkham slowly glares at her" You presume to order me?"

Sy said nothing and walked quickly passed him wanting only to take a quick breath of fresh air as she removed her cook's coat and tosses it down on a table as she walked down the dark halls.

Arkham lifted an eyebrow" Him….odd girl this one…" He chuckled to himself and decides to deliver the plates.

Sy meanwhile sits out by the sleeping three headed dog at the entrance of the tower watching the mighty three headed beast nap she smiled and began to think of what might have happened to the last cook. Was he or she killed? Was he or she murdered? Or perhaps the last cook killed themselves, the more she began to think about it she felt maybe she should just for her first day stop being closed up and obey at least for a while. She sighed in an annoyed manner and stood up and made her way back to Arkham.

Dante still had not touched his bedroom and still played his game when Arkham walked in. Dante smiled" Sweet grub." Then he'd noticed that Arkham was the one delivering the food he eyed him in suspicion" Wait what did you do to it?"

Arkham smiled:" Nothing... nothing at all"

Dante still stared with a suspicious look": Right...I don't want it....if your are the one cooking it...

"I did not cook it... the new cook did... and i would do nothing to the great sons of sparda food." He continued to smile even as Sy came running up behind him and grabs Vergil's plate. Dante had seen her as well.

"Hey good looking." Dante had begun in a sly sexy like tone.

Sy stares at him then looks at Arkham" That is this ass hole?" She asked gesturing to Dante.

As if not hearing her question Arkham begins to leave" I'm leaving... do your job girl

Dante not surprisingly is right there pressing one hand against the door frame and leaning close to her" To answer your question I'm Dante I am the more handsome one between Vergil and me."

Sy blinked" I thought you looked familiar*" Was she said with no amusement as she handed him some orange juice and the turned to leave the room.

"Hey good looking where you going the party is in here."

Sy sighs in annoyance" Don't you see I have another plate in my hand alright. Besides a messed up room and a game system doesn't seem much of a party." With that she turns to leave the room. She leaves him standing there staring perplexed for a moment.

Then he smiles" She wants me."

***

In his room Vergil sits at his desk his long blue trench coat is on and his eyes skimming through a book he reads the words to himself in his mind." Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them." His thoughts are quickly interrupted by the knock at his bedroom door. "Enter"

Sy slightly opened the door and walked in and placed the plate before him on his desk" The lesser servants told me it'd be wise to ask you what you'd like to drink rather then just assuming what you drink"

Vergil stared at her and smiles lightly "Anything you bring me is fine…don't let rumors change your mind about me."

She stared at him and returned the smile" I don't have an opinion of you." She then turned to leave. Vergil however touched her arm gently and stopped her for a moment.

He leaned in close to her and whispered" Why is that?"

Sy stared at him longer before inching away from him" Because I am just a peon ok." With that she leaves him to himself.