-1HI, sorry it took so long!
Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry, I know, I know don't rub it in!
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-End of Last Chapter-
Lady placed the sword onto the wooden chest that sat at the end of her bed. She then dropped heavily onto her bed and let sleep engulf her in a peaceful rest.
"Dante" lay awake for some time. Having nothing else to do (considering he didn't have arms or legs), he watched as Lady slept.
She was even more beautiful than Dante remembered her being. Silky black hair framed her face. Her bicolored eyes were now closed under soft lids. Black lashes flowed from them and curled upward, reaching for the sky. Her red lips were parted slightly, the corners of them curled up into a smile. Freckles lit up her pale face like stars do to the dark night sky.
Finally, 'Dante', still watching Lady, let sleep take over him.
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-Chapter 3-
The smile soon fell from Lady's sleeping face. Horrid memories haunted her dreams. Memories of the night her life was changed forever.
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Tears slid down Mary's pale face unchecked, falling to the ground below. Her small body shook as she cried, her hands trembling as they grasped a cold, stiff hand. In front of her, lay the corpse of her dead mother.
Mary's father was the one that had slain her. She had watched, helplessly, as the disaster took place. There was nothing she could do, she had ran toward them but her short legs couldn't carry her fast enough. Her father had committed the crime and fled before Mary could reach them.
All the young girl could do was hold her mother's hand as she took her last breath. At that moment she vowed to someday get revenge against her father for her mother's death.
Now Lady had her revenge, her mother's revenge, but it didn't help. The painful memories still haunted her. The tears still fell. The hollow emptiness in her heart still lingered. She could never forget, never forgive.
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Lady awoke with a jolt. Her breath came in quick gasps. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest. She scanned her surroundings. She was relieved to find that it was just a dream, that she was still in her room.
An eerie glow coming from the foot of her bed caught her eye. The devil arm was glowing. Not red, as it had before, but with a demonic light that shone from deep within the weapon.
Lady, her mind racing with painful memories, paid no attention to it and, laying back down, tried to fall back asleep.
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Dante awoke with sweat clinging to his pale skin. The air around him was humid, suffocating. Sitting up Dante…
Dante froze.
'I have my body back. I'm not dead.'
After fully sitting up Dante surveyed his surroundings.
'Damn, thought too soon.'
Dante was literally in hell.
The red ground below him shone with a demonic brilliance but, other than the ground, everything was pitch black. The ground below him seemed to shift as if it were alive, yet it didn't move him. It was as if he were sitting on glass and the movement was underneath the glass. Only, he could feel the movement.
Dante stood and stretched out his cramped muscles. He then began walking in a random direction, figuring one was as good as the other since they all looked the same.
He was soon swarmed by a horde of demons. A large axe wielder came at him from behind. Dante, smirking, ducked, the axe whizzed over his head and into an oncoming demon's skull.
Dante rose up with an uppercut that broke a hell: envy's jaw and neck. An elbow took out another demon. Ebony and Ivory dealt with the last few.
Dante sighed, even in hell the demons were pushovers.
Once again he thought too soon.
In front of him was three orbs of red light floating in the air.
Mundus.
"Aw come on" Dante said, unsheathing Rebellion "If your going to have minions at least get ones that can put up a fight!"
Mundus gave no response.
The red orbs began to fade away, as did everything else until Dante was left in darkness.
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Lady picked up "Dante's" hilt and lifted him off the chest. Now that the horrid memories were banished from her mind this odd glow seemed of importance.
The demonic light soon changed back to its original red color as Dante was awoken.
"Dante?" Lady asked, curious as to what was going on but a touch of concern edged her voice as well.
"Morning" Dante responded, not wanting to explain due to not understanding all this himself.
"Morning" Lady mumbled, knowing something was going on but also knowing Dante would never tell her about it if he didn't want to.
Sighing, Lady carried "Dante" into the kitchen. Grabbing a bowl and a spoon, Lady poured herself a bowl of cereal.
"So Dante," she began, talking in between bites of cereal, "how did you die?"
Dante didn't seem to hear her. He was thinking about last night. Was he really in hell or was it just a dream? Did this just happen because he was a devil arm or was this more significant?
"Dante?"
Dante snapped out of his own thoughts and set them aside for now.
"Poison covered sword in the back." he said simply.
Lady shrugged it off, figuring Dante wouldn't tell her anymore than that so why bother arguing about it.
Lady finished eating and washed the dishes. After a quick shower she grabbed Dante and headed out the door.
The day was normal, as normal as it could be for a devil hunter and a devil arm.
The only fighting was against lesser demons which Lady was thankful for. She was glad to have a chance to improve her swordsmanship, which wasn't much.
By the time Lady got home she was angry and frustrated. Due to practicing with 'Dante' all day and her lack of experience with swords, she had innumerable wounds. Gashes, scratches, and cuts marred her skin. Blood and sweat dampened her clothes.
By the time she got home and had taken a bath it was nearly sunset. Pushing aside the blinds, she looked out of the window at the ball of fire that hung low in the multicolored sky.
Vibrant colors of light danced to the ground. Splashes of orange, pink, purple, and red lit up the sky. The clouds on the horizon glowed with the last rays of the setting sun.
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I was planning on making it longer, but I figured I should post before people give up on me. Hope you liked it!!