Disclaimer: I do not own any character but Rizua. The plotline is also not mine, only where I edit Rizua into the mix or go off original storyline which will happen many times. Enjoy.
Rizua sat in the shop on the longer couch. Her attention was completely focused on the broken television on the coffee table in front of her. Well, that and an annoyed Patty complaining every two seconds.
"Rizua, hurry up and fix it my show comes on at noon!" Patty wailed for the billionth time.
"Just get Dante to buy you a knew one!" Rizua said still tinkering with the insides of the damn thing.
"Umm, broke man here?" Dante said from his place behind the desk. Rizua huffed and stood up, "Oh what the hell ever, so Lady kept the money from that mission three days ago, but yesterday you got paid really good! Don't tell me you spent it all already." Her hands were on her hips, she knew she was nagging, but she already annoyed at Patty enough.
"I paid off most of my debt with that money, and not to mention my tab on the pizza." Just like that, she wasn't mad at him anymore. She couldn't lie that eating pizza all the time was amazing, and he was trying.
"Besides, with a demon lady taking all my money and a tight fisted bastard for an agent what else can I do?" Dante yawned out.
"Who are you calling a tight fisted bastard?" Morrison appeared at the door.
"Got more worthless jobs for me?" Dante said standing up.
"As always." Morrison smiled, holding Dante's coat in one hand. "I got the tear fixed." He handed Dante the coat back. And here Rizua thought his clothing was indestructible.
"I'll sleep on the way up, Rizua sit this one out. I have a feeling I'll be back tonight." He brushed passed Morrison who looking at me, mirroring my shock. The hell I was staying here when there was action.
~Dante's POV~
I leaned back in Morrison's car, hoping to get some shut eye. A bump from the trunk had me alert though. "Morrison you got anything in your trunk?" He looked over confused, "No, why?" Dante shrugged, "Oh nothing."
Somehow I knew she was going to come whether I asked her to or not. I smiled and shut my eyes.
~Rizua's POV~
There was nothing in Morrison's trunk for me to hold on to, so it was was a bumpy ride. After what had to have been an hours drive and an uphill road, since she was squished to the front of the trunk, the car stopped.
I waited a few minutes until the noise of them getting out of car and where I could no longer hear their footsteps.
I popped the trunk and warily stepped out. I was in front of a large white house, with a huge window right in front of me. I ducked next to it as I heard voices from inside.
"I want you to kill this man." A gruff voice said just near her, as though someone had moved to look out of the window. "Please, kill him, he is some drifter who wants to take my only daughter Angelina, away from me. You understand right?" His voice was slightly pleading.
"There's a killer running around here, the mayor believes this man is behind it." That sounded like Morrison.
"So you think this Brad is not only a murderer, but a devil in disguise? I'm not buying it." That was definitely Dante.
"I''ve seen him use his powers with my own eyes. I'm begging you kill this Brad!" The gruff voice from earlier said, only angrier. Whew what was stuck up his butt and not removed?
I sat there not exactly how I should act from there. A noise from my right caught my attention, a woman in a nightgown and glasses was running from the house. That was a start.
I followed her silently until she came to a balcony overlooking Capulett City, she knew this place well. The woman I was guessing to be Angelina ran into, well I guess this was Brad. My thoughts were confirmed with her next words.
"Oh Brad, my father has hired someone to kill you! He saw you do something and now he thinks your a demon!" Angelina cried into his chest. Had Brad not stunk of demon, I would havelooked at this like a scene from a movie. Brad, however, was the target. I found myself unable to draw my weapon, something didn't make sense. If this Brad was a killer, then why let her live?
"Go home Angelina, your father will be worried and I will be fine." Brad told Angelina, oddly smiling, If only Brad knew what was going after him...
"No, lets run away together." Angelina seemed to be fighting a losing battle. In the end, she began walking toward the mansions again.
I was about to move when Brad looked dead at me. His face wasn't unkind are alarmed, surprisingly it was like he accepted everything. Are you the hunter thats after my life?" His voice was just as soft spoken as when he talked to Angelina.
"No, I live with him, but I am nothere to kill you." How could she after seeing that? A devil trying desperately to be with a human, no matter the consequences. I didn't care much for humans, but I respected love.
"Who are you then?" Brad said, as I uncovered myself from the bush I had hidden behind. Brad wore glasses just like Angelina, and he was a rather geeky human. It looked like he chose his human form based on his personality.
"Rizua, I guess you could say I'm a hunter as well." I rubbed my arm subconsciously, not really sure why I was saying so much. Brad might be dead soon, if he was responsible for the deaths of humans. Dante didn't seem the type to kill a demon without reason, I was living proof of that.
"The only male devil hunter I've heard of is Dante, tell me, what is a half-devil like?" Brad said, and I was dumbstruck. "Well considering I'm just now finding out hes half human, hes very strange..." Not that I could say much. Being around humans I picked up a lot of undemon-like traits. I had only assumed Dante was the same, not part of them.
"He didn't tell you?" Brad seemed overly interested now. "No, I haven't been with him long and the topic never came up. So a human and a demon can be together successfully?" I asked, hinting towards Brad and his obvious feelings for Angelina. At this he seemed a loss for words.
"Honestly, I don't know if Dante's parents were happy. I do love Angelina, she is kind and warm. Demons mistreat each other, and love is rarely the case. I'm sure you knew that." All I could do was nod at that.
"My master is coming, to this world, to this city. I fear Angelina will be slaughtered... could you protect her? I don't know if I will survive tonight, but could you please make sure she is safe?" Before I could think about it I nodded.
He smiled sadly, then began to walk away. I realized I didn't want him to die, but I trusted Dante would do the right thing.
Trusted...
Dante hadn't given me a reason not to trust him, and it was obvious he had some amount of trust in me. We slept in the same bed, I could pull a knife and cut off his head for all he could have known.
Before I knew it I was back at the mansion, most of the lights were out so I walked around the side of the large house. It seems like such a lonely place to live, being so big. Finally I saw a dim light and looked in, but it wasn't Angelina's room, it was her father.
He was dressed in pajamas and a robe, but he looked far from being ready to sleep.
I left his window and began looking into some of the darker rooms. Bingo. Angelina was sitting in her dark room, in a chair next to the window. I tapped my finger against the glass to get her attention. She looked startled to see me, but she didn't panic.
"Could I come in? I know Brad." I said, but I was already squeezing between the bars outside her window. She quickly opened the window itself for me, but stepped back when I stepped inside.
"How do you know my Bradley?" Her voice wasn't suspicious, but she was eyeing my sword, which was still attached behind my back.
"This might sound weird, but he asked me to protect you." No use lying, plus she was stupid enough to let me in her room without a fight or forcing my way in.
"Protect me from what? He's the one in trouble! There's a demon hunter after him, hes not even a demon!" She didn't really seem to be talking to me.
"What if he is?" I asked sitting at the window seat. She had backed up toward a small table near her bed. "Excuse me?" She didn't seem to register my words.
"What if he really was a demon? Could you love a demon?" I knew this really wasn't my job, but she had to know somehow.
"I.. how would you know?" At least she wasn't denying it immediately, I liked her already.
"I'm a demon." I said, my arms over the back of the chair. "You don't look like one, and why would you tell me? I could scream." She looked confused, but now she was ready to run.
"Some demons take a human form so they can blend it, easier to lure humans to their death, but your wrong if you think all demons want to kill humans. Brad may not be human, but he has the heart of one. So, if you don't believe me, ask yourself if it was even for a second possible that he were a demon... can you still love him?"
I didn't really know what I was digging for, maybe I wanted her to say no and that demons were abominations.
"Yes, I would love him no matter what."
~Dante's POV~
I sat in a bar next to this Brad guy. He was impossibly easy to find, almost like he wanted to be found... curious. "I'll take a large pizza and a cold beer, make sure the pizza has no olives." I told the bartender.
"So, whats this book your all into?" I said to Brad who looked interestingly at the book in his hands. He never once looked up, "It's a romance novel actually."
"Is it any good?" I folded my hands together on the counter.
"Oh yes, a person's love for another is a beautiful thing. Don't you agree?" I didn't answer him. Instead the bartender gave me my beer. "Took you long enough with just my beer, wheres the pizza?"
"They're making it." Damn, I hated waiting. "Oh well, cheers?" I said holding my glass toward Brad. "Yes, cheers." He seemed reluctant, but brought his small glass up anyway. "So, you seem like a drifter... where you from?" I said glancing at him from the corner of my eye. He tensed visibly. "Alright fine, you don't have to tell me." I shrugged, finishing my beer.
"I think I'll be on my way." I was about to say something when the bartender came back with my pizza... with olives on it. "Hey! There's olives!" I complained, "Of course." replied the bartender, Ugh.
I cowed down the pizza and paid the man, walking with the plate and last slice. I heard talking in the alley, hey I didn't have to go far.
"So your responsible for the string of murders going on around here." Brad said to a demon extending out of the alleyway. "I'm really fond of the warm and tasty blood of humans." Alright, my plate went flying into his face. They turned toward me as I swallowed my last slice.
"Did you follow me?"Brad said, slightly surprised. "Eating a large pizza in less than five minutes, a new personal record for me."I was slightly proud of myself, the demon that seemed to be able to reach through walls hissed, "Don't you mess with me!"
His hand disappeared through the opposite wall and found me, crushing me against the other wall. "Why that's a strong handshake you got there." I said pulling my gun out and took a couple shots right into his hand.
The demon screamed and reached out with his other hand, but he missed this time as I shot at his chest. He screamed again and disappeared through the walls.
"Your as strong as I heard." Brad looked a little scared, he didn't look like a strong demon at all. "Sounds like you know all about me." My hand at my gun's handle. "I've been in the human world for over a month now, I've heard storied of the devil hunter, Dante." My eyes narrowed, "So I can take that as a confession that your not human, right?" Brad didn't even hesitate to answer, "Yes."
I pulled Ivory out and aim it toward his head, but my focus wasn't entirely on him, but rather the demon just above him coming out of the walls. "Well then I guess you've got no objection." I said focusing back to Brad.
"Nope, I have no intention of running away either, I couldn't get away if I bothered trying." Smart demon. "But I would like to ask you something... were your parents in love? A human and a demon, did they truly love each other?"
I didn't outwardly react, but I felt something in my gut twist, "I've heard stories where it seemed like they were in love, but inside their hearts were cold as ice." Brad's face looked crestfallen, but I wasn't finished, "However, I think they loved each other, deep in their hearts." Brad smiled, "You think so?" He said, then closed his eyes waiting for the bullet.
I held the trigger, then aimed upwards an shot. Blood started dripping above his head, and the demon from earlier dropped down dead.
~Rizua's POV~
I suddenly heard a cry from downstairs, and then I smelled blood. "Father?" Angelina was already panicking. I got up and ran to the door, "They locked you in here?" I said trying the door, "Yes there's an iron lock on the handles, I can't break it." I twitched a little.
"Come here Angelina, were getting out." I said holding my hand toward her. I said I would protect her, so I wasn't letting her out of my sight. She walked forward, but stopped just out of my reach. "Is it wrong to trust a demon?" She asked, her hand to her chest.
"That's for your heart to decide, you have to make up your mind on what is right or wrong. If you want to follow societies beliefs, then yes it is wrong." I stated, the smell of blood getting stronger.
She nodded and took my hand, I quickly swooped her up bridal style and kicked clear through the door. There was probably nothing left of the lock after the force I put behind that one. I wasted no time and ran with her to the stairs. Her father was in the middle of the floor downstairs, bleeding over some sort of symbol drawn into the wood.
"Father!" Angelina screamed, and twisted out of my arms and ran to her father. I saw what seemed like the butler pull a knife against Angelina's back. Oh shit.
Angelina ran to the front door, but it was locked. She turned to see the butler raise the dagger, but I was too fast. I ran in between them, the dagger went directly into my shoulder vertically. My hand was on my weapon, but I couldn't pull it against a human. My blood burned, telling my I could not threaten this human's life, forcing me to obey.
The butler pulled the knife out, ready to stab me again when bullets sounded from behind me, coming straight from the door. Dante had shot the knife out of the butler's hands, and even hit his shoulder. "Sorry, I guess I knocked a little too hard." He said looking at the ruined door.
"I knew you were trouble, but it's too late my master has been summoned!" The butler cried, Dante tossed him against the wall, and just like that the human was out cold.
I pulled my weapon out then, my blood stopped burning. Brad came in through a window and grabbed Angelina's father out of the way just as a huge demon arm erupted from the now open portal in the ground. Dante jumped to avoid getting hit and held on the the chandelier. How that thing held someone has heavy as Dante i would never know.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave!" He said jumping form the chandelier when the demon showed it's ugly face. He pulled rebellion out and it hit home on the demon's mouth. The ground trembled as Dante forced the demon back through the portal, which closed instantly over the demon.
I put away my weapon, and instead held my shoulder. It hurt badly, but I would live. My demon blood already repairing the damages. The blood loss made me a little dizzy though. I only watched as Brad healed Angelina's father, I knew he would be alright.
"Sorry, I can't grant your request mayor, Brad understands love. He will make a fine human." He said pulling his sword away. He walked toward my slumped form.
"I told you to stay." He said down to me, but he didn't sound angry. I searched for some excuse, but I didn't really have one. "It doesn't matter, I knew you would come no matter what I said, this is my fault." He said bending down and picking me up.
"No, me not listening to you is my fault, but I don't regret it." The world spun a little and he carried me, the trees seemed to circle above Dante's head, and it seemed Dante was the only stable thing I could see.
"A human and a demon... I never heard of such a thing, yet your living proof huh?" I let my head fall limp over Dante's arm.
"How'd you figure it out?" He didn't seem to react. "Well I ran into this demon who was madly in love with a human, he may have let it slip."I smiled a little. He chuckled slightly, his chest vibrated against me.
"Your a bit of both worlds, and yet you choose humans over devils. I'm beginning to see why. So, do you think you'll fall in love with a human?" I asked, not expecting an answer. I didn't get one.
~Next Day/Third POV~
"C'mon Morrison! My soap is about to start!" Patty said excitedly, crouched on the floor next the the coffee table. Morrison sat where Rizua had yesterday on the couch, fixing the television.
Dante sat at his desk chair as usual, and Rizua was laid up on chair next to the couch.
Her shoulder injury was nearly gone, Patty never saw hint of it. Dante wrapped it up on the way home to stop the bleeding, but other than that by tomorrow it would only be a scar.
"Whoever was trying to fix it last, failed badly." Morrison spoke as the television flickered to life.
Rizuasunk lower into the chair as Patty and Dante chuckled. "I'll take the repair costs out of your next pay." Morrison added, leaving a content Patty to her soap.
Rizua found herself watching the television with Patty, Dante fast asleep in his chair. "You know Patty, I think helping humans makes Dante happy, the pay doesn't matter to him as much." Rizua said to Patty, she only smiled and nodded.