Phew, just beat Dante must Die mode on Devil May Cry 4 and man, it was tough. However, it wasn't as tough as I expected, but then again it's probably because I'm comparing the difficulty to the time I played DmD on the original DMC3 which I've been told is much harder than the special edition of DMC3. Super Dante and Super Nero sure kick ass in bloody palace. I actually cleared it with Super Dante, but it sure took a while.

And thank you to everyone who's reviewed this fic as well as giving me advice. I hope that I can use the advice you gave me to make this an even better fic.

However, things are going to start getting hectic at school, so chances are I'll have less time to update and I also plan on starting my other planned fic To Fight a God soon after this and then alternate between that and this fic, but hopefully I'll be able to come up with a decent schedule. I will try to update in three weeks or less hopefully.

Chapter 6

The group stood before Souichirou as he stared at them, trying their best not to flinch. A moment later though, a man came up to him and whispered something into his ear. They couldn't hear it, but Takashi was able to just a bit, something about a commotion by the gates. "Why should I do something like that!" Souichirou suddenly roared.

Saya flinched from his voice. "If you speak with them, my daughter, I will know that you are not a fool!"

Saya's mother stepped forward. "Saya, your mother is asking you as well. Those people would be too careful about what they say if your father or I were to go."

The others were lost by the conversation, but Takashi knew what they were talking about, which was for Saya to go talk to the people stirring up trouble and calm them down. "I-I'll go with her," Kohta said.

"I'll go too." Takashi carried a shotgun in his hand. Rei was about to volunteer to go as well, but Shizuka stopped her and said that she had to put on more ointment, to which Rei responded by trying to run away.

"I'll accompany you as well," Saeko told Souichirou.

"No. I would like to speak with you for a time, daughter of Busujima-sensei," Souichiro replied. Meanwhile, Saya's mom took Alice with her to get a present for Zeke as the people who were causing an uproar took notice of something.

At another part of the city, Shido and the students were on their bus still. Shido sighed as he leaned up against one of the seats. "There is no better aphrodisiac than fear," he remarked with a smile as the students with him continued their sexual ways with each other.

He clapped his hands. "Everyone, your attention, please! Attention! Free time is over!" After everyone settled down somewhat, he continued. "I have news from our heroic friend who went out on his own. I just spoke with Kurokami-kun. We'll be welcoming a group of refugees! It sounds like they're a rather large group." Everyone seemed to cheer at this.

"But as the teacher who is supposed to be guiding you all, there's something I've been worrying about! Unlike when we were at school, I'm encouraging you all to love freely now. Why is that? I've determined that you're all qualified to do so! I take serious pride in being the teacher of a group of such wonderful students as yourselves! But please look outside. Look at this pitiful situation!" Shido pointed theatrically outside the bus.

Many of Them littered the streets, wandering around mindlessly, blood dripping from wounds they've suffered when they were alive and from those that they've eaten. Some were close to the bus, but seemed unable to hear them inside.

"This world has become filled with the living dead who wish to bring harm to others! And most of the people who are still alive think it's okay to only be concerned with themselves! How dreadful the reality of this world is! Excluding us, of course, that's how everyone in the world is now! No, the world has been that kind of place for a long time now..." Shido paused for dramatic effect as the students soaked up every word he spoke.

"This tainted world is being brought to ruins by such sinners! But all of you are different! Still young, you've faced travesties and had your relatives torn from you! You are the angels that will create the new world." The students had tears of happiness in their eyes. "I'm just a dirty adult who cannot hope to match you, but..." Shido had tears flowing from his eyes. "I'm begging you, I want you to purify me of my sins."

He motioned to the students. "Everyone, please guide me somehow! I want to see the new world you will create after this chaos! To achieve that ends, as an adult and as a teacher, I am happy to take on the burden of being our leader! Now, our hearts are as one! We can only overcome this crisis with strength as a group! Let's build a new world together with just us and continue to grow closer!" Everyone cheered at Shido's speech. Everyone except one student.

Shido noticed this. "What's wrong, Yamada-kun?"

The student named Yamada sat there, his nervousness evident. "It's weird. What you're saying is weird."

"Oh?" Shido smirked darkly.

"I don't care about this new world or whatever. For now, I just want to make sure my family is okay..."

He was interrupted by another student."Family? Who gives a shit about them! You've just been quiet this whole time! You haven't even been playin' around with any of the girls!"

"Yeah, but still."

"Shut up!" a girl that was next to the student yelled.

"You think if you were with your parents, you'd be able to do shit like this," the student said as he groped the girl's huge breasts. She moaned as he did so. "Ha ha, I love this! Shido-san lets us do this all we want! He's fuckin' awesome! I'd follow him anywhere!"

"That's exactly what I'm talking about; it's weird! I want to see my mom and dad!" Yamada retorted.

"What a predicament." Shido now stood before Yamada. "What should we do with you? I just don't know. Everyone, how should we with what Yamada-kun is saying? Everything he says is corrupt. Should we return to the world that is trying to rob us of our freedom? Or... must we direct him along the right path and to our new world of freedom?"

"Why don't we kick him out" the girl suggested.

"Yeah, let's kick him out and leave him on his own!" the student from earlier said with glee.

"Kick him out, kick him out," the other students began to say over and over.

"Here? Sensei, please. At least let me stay until we're a bit closer to my house," he pleaded.

"I'm afraid that decision is up to everyone else. What should we do?" With that said, the student grabbed Yamada and opened the bus door and kicked Yamada out onto the street. He landed with a heavy thud, attracting the attention of Them nearby.

"Damn it," he muttered as he got back up, but then took notice of them. "I-I'm sorry, I was wrong. Help me!" Yamada begged, but the only response he got was the students smiling and laughing at his predicament.

Shido sat in the driver's seat and slowly began to drive away, Yamada trying to follow the bus as he continued to beg. However, before this could continue any longer, the undead that were approaching Yamada stopped suddenly. They seemed to stare up at the sky for a brief second before turning around and shambling away.

Shido stopped the bus, intrigued and somewhat angry at this. Yamada seemed happy, thinking maybe there was a chance for him yet, but then he heard some kind of scrapping sound that sent chills down his spine. He slowly turned and saw something, some kind of creature that looked like all of these sacks sowed into one with a blade for an arm approach him.

It was a Scarecrow, but of course, he didn't know that. Everyone on the bus noticed it as well. "What the fuck is that?" one of them asked, feeling afraid even though they were not in danger. The Scarecrow continued to move towards Yamada, seeming ignorant of the bus.

Yamada stood still for a few seconds longer before finally regaining his wits and began to run, but that pause was all it took for the Scarecrow to move in on him, moving faster than anyone could have expected. It leapt at Yamada and impaled him through his side. Yamada opened his mouth to scream from the pain, but only blood came out.

The Scarecrow lifted its blade arm, picking up Yamada in the process and threw him into a nearby wall, cracking it. Blood gushed out from the wound in large quantities from the force of the throw, splattering all over the place. Everyone stared in horror. They've seen people being eaten and it goes without saying that it was a gruesome sight, but what they were witnessing now seemed worse.

The Scarecrow stabbed Yamada through his leg, then in the other leg. It then worked its way up, stabbing him in the arms, stomach, and chest. Amazingly, Yamada was still alive as the Scarecrow seemed to be avoiding stabbing him in his vitals. The stabbing continued, Yamada letting out barely audible, but horrible groans until with one swift motion of its blade, the Scarecrow cut him straight across his gut.

Yamada's intestines poured out along with all of the blood that had gathered in his stomach from all of the stabs. They hit the floor with a sickening thud that made some of the students puke in their seats. Shido merely watched this whole thing with wide eyes that clearly showed his shock.

They all heard scrapping sounds and turned to their right to see a small group of Scarecrows approaching them now. The one that had been stabbing Yamada now focused its attention on the bus and began to move in its direction. Shido sat back down behind the wheel and drove as fast as he can to escape the Scarecrows, leaving them in the dust.

Back at the Takagi estate, Saya was trying to talk some sense into the crowd that was causing such a ruckus. "How many times do I have to say it for you to understand!" she roared. "The idea that a disease is turning people into murderers is total bullshit! They can't arrive at any definite conclusion regarding Them so it's just a lie spread by the government to keep the chaos from increasing!" Saya was getting increasingly frustrated by these people. They have no idea what they're talking about.

"So you're saying that dead bodies really are running about? Don't be ridiculous!" one of member of the crowd said.

Takashi and Kohta stood nearby and they could feel Saya's frustration as well. These people just don't know when to give in. The whole world is turning into something out of a horror film before their very eyes and they still refuse to believe it.

"It does certainly look like an epidemic of a new disease, but I'm serious! They aren't even remotely human. Couldn't you see that in my pa..." Saya paused for a brief second to calm down a bit, "in Don Takagi's demonstration? I saw it at my school... couldn't you see it in the city! You should have at least been able to see that they started to move again after they died!"

"It is a bit unbelievable that they just keep getting back up, but there has to be a perfectly reasonable explanation," another one of the crowd said.

"If there's one thing about them that has to be admired, it's their tenacity," Saya muttered.

A woman, the apparent leader of the group, agreed with the man. "Yeah! The reason is that they never died in the first place!"

"If that was the case then that'd be great, but do you think amateurs can really make any kind of judgement here? Until the specialists can become settled and research this then we won't know anything! I'm sorry, but it's just not possible for us to say. Do you disagree?" Saya had them there.

The woman tried to say something, but kept stammering. Takashi and Kohta shared a nervous smile; it's not every day they see Saya coming down hard on someone. Well, not over a matter like this.

"Wow, that girl's got some spunk," Dante said from nearby. He and Lady stood close by, interested in this little debate. Dante had to hand it to the girl because although she's young, she knows when the shit hits the fans.

"The people are just scared and are trying to find a way to retain some sense of sanity. You can't really blame them, but they do need to open their eyes eventually," Lady remarked.

"Well this place is just full of interesting people," Dante said back.

"And if I recall correctly, she was one of the people that was with him, right?" Lady asked.

"Yeah, she was. The kid sure does surround himself with a crazy bunch." Dante snickered at that.

Lady sighed. "I think the word crazy applies to you too, Dante," she muttered. Dante seemed to ignore the remark.

Saya sighed at the crowd. "You can't, can you? Then just worry about keeping yourself from becoming food for Them! That's all that matters right now! My papa already said he doesn't know what to do with you, didn't he?"

The woman seemed to realize something. An arrogant smirk crept onto her face. "... That's what you want to say isn't it! Now that I think about it, you're just a bunch of gun waving highschool brats!"

Takashi, Saya, and Kohta all shared the same confused expression. To them, it seemed as if the woman just went off her rocker even more.

The woman turned to the crowd. "It's obviously true! She's the daughter of a right-wing gangster! Threats and violence! They're using these despite all the trouble everyone in the world is going through. Everyone, listen to me! This girl is the daughter of a killer! They want to turn us into killers too!"

"What in the world are you talking about?" Takashi asked, trying to back Saya up.

The group turned to him, their fierce glares trying to burn a hole straight through him. "Children shouldn't interfere in matters like this!"

Takashi was more than pissed off by this. He suddenly felt a powerful urge to literally knock some sense into them, but was trying to fight the impulse. "Children? Is that all you see us as?"

"Quiet! From here on, the adults will be making all the decisions! Us peace loving adults don't need any savage gangsters or highschool kids high on violence. Everyone, let's decide on a representative! After that, we'll meet with Don Takagi and in order to help everyone, we'll donate our time and..." The woman continued to drag on with her little speech.

Takashi stood by with his head down, unable to bring himself to look at these people who have definitely lost it. Saya was exasperated, sighing as if to say that they're on their own now.

"Y-you're right! We have to solve our problems without resorting to violence!" one man exclaimed.

"Volunteers!" the woman shouted, now completely crazed, "let's collect volunteers! If we work together, we can treat the people who have the killer disease! This opportunity will allow us to create a world of true freedom!"

Takashi along with Saya and Kohta began to walk away. "Takagi-san, you did a nice job out there," Kohta said to try and cheer Saya up.

"That was a disaster," was her simple response.

"It's horrible. Everything in the world has gone to Hell and even here people are acting like idiots." Takashi surveyed the group as they continued their delusion as he considered it.

"It's because people view nationalist groups the same way they view the yakuza," Kohta explained.

"We're different! My papa thinks in a more pallid way like Mishima Yukio did!" Saya sounded rather defensive. "Rights-activist right-wing groups and the yakuza don't get along one bit and they've done a lot of things out of goodwill too!"

"But don't they need money to do things like that? When I think of nationalist right-wing groups, I picture people that collect 'protection money' from businesses..." Kohta said.

"You're forgetting that I'm a genius," Saya replied with a touch of arrogance.

"No, I know that very well by now," Kohta retorted and was rewarded for his smart remark with a kick to the gut from Saya before Takashi could stop her.

"My mama is a genius too! She used to be an amazingly talented trader on wall street. When she was returning from a vacation overseas, she met my papa at a party. They got married the next day. Since then, she's only used her talent for my papa. After getting married, the family's total fortune increased by 100 times," Saya expalined.

"Incredible," Kohta stammered.

A silence fell over them after that. "... Anyway, are those people out of their minds?"

"Yeah, they are and don't expect them to snap out of it any time soon," someone said.

The unexpected voice made them all whirl around see a woman dressed in white with more guns strapped to her than Kohta and a tall man dressed in red approach them. They didn't say anything, mainly because Kohta was too busy drooling at the weapons the woman had while Saya appeared to be sizing them up and Takashi recognized the man as the one he saw earlier.

He wasn't feeling scared like before, but rather calm yet ready for a fight. "I sure hope this is just some kind of coincidence. I don't think I can handle any more shocks for a while especially with what's already happened," Takashi thought.

"When such unexpected and unwanted change comes, people tend to close their eyes to reality and are just too damn stubborn to face the truth," the woman said to them.

"Who are you?" Saya asked.

"The name's Lady," she replied.

Saya, Kohta, and Takashi raised their eyebrows at that. "Don't ask," Lady said, seeming to read their minds. "That was a pretty good little debate you had back there by the way."

"It was a wreck, those people just won't listen to reason," Saya said.

"Still kid, we gotta hand it to ya for trying at least," the man in red said.

Takashi had to grab Saya before she tried to jump the guy. It took a minute or two for her to calm down. "I'm not a kid! And who are you anyway?"

"It's Dante, kid." Dante grinned as Saya tried once more to jump him, but Takashi stopped her again.

"Damn it, Dante, could you knock it off? We didn't come up to them to pick on them," Lady berated him.

Dante shrugged off it off. "Hey, not my fault she's got a short temper like Nero does." He paused for a moment after that. After the Order of the Sword incident in Fortuna, he and Nero came to become good friends after that and would work together some times, but he hasn't talked to Nero for a while before this whole thing went down. Although he'd never admit it, he missed the guy since Dante saw him as something of a younger brother given Nero's mysterious connection to Sparda and the fact that he reminded Dante a bit of himself a few years back.

Dante hoped the kid and his girl Kyrie were doing okay in this mess. Before coming to Japan for his job, Trish had told him that she was heading to Fortuna to visit them and that was the last time he heard from them. However, Dante wasn't too worried since Nero could handle himself, the times he fought him being proof enough, and Trish had probably stuck around for a bit so she was most likely there with him and Kyrie as well.

"Anyway, we didn't come up to you to tick you off, kid," Dante said.

Saya looked ready to try and attack him again, but seemed to think better of it and sighed. "Fine."

Dante and Lady looked at each other out of the corner of their eyes, both giving a small nod. Might as well get straight to the point, they decided. "You said you all came here from your school right?" Lady asked.

"Yeah," Saya responded. Takashi and Kohta figured to stay silent and let Saya deal with the two for now, but Takashi was feeling weary of this Dante guy. He stood perfectly still, but it was somewhat obvious that he was on edge.

"You ran into those zombies along the way, I assume?" Lady asked. Saya merely nodded. Lady hesitated for a few seconds before speaking again. "Did you happen to encounter anything else?"

That made them tense. Did she know that they ran into those... things? Did she and her buddy here see some themselves? Takashi and the others asked themselves these questions, feeling suspicious of the two before them. Something was up.

"Yes," Saya said slowly, "and I take it you know what those things are?"

Once again, Dante and Lady shared a look. Might as well tell them. "Yeah, we know what they are, kid," Dante spoke up.

"And what might they be?" This time it was Kohta who asked the question.

Dante stared at him for several seconds, making Kohta flinch. He took a quick breath. "Demons." Their reaction was exactly as he and Lady expected, one of complete disappointment and skepticism.

"Demons," Saya repeated.

"Demons," Lady confirmed.

Minutes passed as they stared at each other. "You don't actually think that we'd believe that, do you?" Saya asked of them.

"So you can accept zombies existing, but demons is just too much of a stretch for you?" Dante asked.

"There's simply no way that demons can possibly exist," Saya said, trying to sound calm, but it was obvious that she was annoyed.

Dante didn't say anything nor did Lady, they both didn't feel like arguing with these kids about this. Besides, Dante felt that he had a more pressing matter at hand, the guy with the same silver hair and ice blue eyes as him, the one he's been sensing for a while now.

"Okay, how about this? I show you some prove, you don't try to argue with us. Deal?" Dante stared at Saya. Lady, having worked alongside him for years, knew what he was about to do, but didn't bother trying to talk him out of it. She knew that something like this was going to happen sooner or later and she'd rather get it over with so that when things are said and done, there'd be one less problem.

Saya looked to Takashi and then to Kohta, both giving her a shrug. Saya turned back to Dante. "Deal."

Dante smirked and reached behind his back. "Alright then. There's no backing out of this deal now." He pulled out Rebellion, earning him looks from them, who've never seen a sword like that before. Before they could say anything, Dante stuck Rebellion into the ground and moved forward, cracking his knuckles.

"Hey kid," Dante nodded to Takashi.

Takashi unconsciously took a half step back. "Me?"

"Yeah, you. No hard feelings, alright?" And with that Dante moved in on Takashi, his speed taking him by surprise. Dante let loose with a left hook and Takashi although shocked by the suddenness of this dodged, albeit barely. He moved away from Dante as fast as he could.

"What the hell are you doing!" Saya and Kohta shouted.

"Giving you guys your proof," Dante said. He charged at Takashi once again.

And that's the chapter. Phew, school the past few days have given me less time to work on this chapter than I thought.

I had hoped to make the little interaction between Takashi, Saya, and Kohta and Dante and Lady a bit better, but for the life of me I couldn't think of a damn thing to do about it.

Well, at least I've begun the battle between Dante and Takashi a bit. To those of you who have been waiting for it, I hope that you'll like the battle in the next chapter.

I hope you enjoyed it and please review.