Status: not beta-ed again, complete
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Devil May Cry.

Note: Since Vergil's downfall is released I should tell you that I wrote most of this story much earlier, so Vergil's recent events are ignored in Perspective.

Epilogue

1 year later

Another demon infested town on the demon infested planet. People had been shocked about the creatures that were now swarming around but clever and adaptive as men were some of them invented a new business: devil hunting. Dante had laughed about that but soon Kat started texting him about the money she and the guys made. Human devil hunters - so that really became a job. It didn't take Dante long to jump on the bandwagon. He was much better in this business and he could use a bit of money. And it was the right decision. When he first had his trailer he now had a small house. It wasn't the best around but it was close to downtown and it was cheap. It was his HQ. The interior wasn't bad at all, too. He had bought an old jukebox and a set of new drums because he had always liked music, though his taste had slightly changed over the last year. Then there was a pool table - another part of his new luxurious life. The rest was the normal stuff. In a shelf up the stairs in his bedroom he hid his little secret: Phineas' notes. They had led him to this place, indicating that there must be a hell gate somewhere close. It was Dante's best guess where to find Phineas' first book and his brother. Of course he didn't really look for the latter. If he did he would have brought Kat with him. No, he was actually just putting her out of danger by moving away. He could've gone everywhere. But he was here now. And the text on his mobile phone read 'Found a trace of him?'. It laid on the nightstand where he used to forget it. Mainly the phone served as an alarm- clock. Kat had bought him this thing when she realized she couldn't stop him from leaving. He hardly ever answered her calls so they were just texting. Still she tried it. The phone showed her number and played the music of some Metal song but Dante didn't notice it this time either. He was showering downstairs, the rushing of water being the only sound he heard. When he had finished she had given up. But another phone had started to ring. It meant business. He took his time though, trying to dry his silver hair before he sat down at his desk and answered the call.

"Sorry, not open for business yet", he said and hung up. He was amused that he already got calls although he had not yet made any real efforts of building a reputation. The few demons he slayed to get his new home and the street clean had hardly been a challenge. Still he had been surprised that they looked quite different to what he was used to. New place, new people, new demons.

He relaxed against the back of his chair, picking up a slice of his pizza. It was cold by now but he didn't mind. Still water dropped from his hair onto his bare neck and shoulders. Yet he felt at peace - at least for a moment. Then the door opened.

"You're a costumer, too?", he asked but got no immediate answer. "Well", he exhaled, "If you wanna use the bathroom, help yourself. The toilets are in the back."

"Is your name Dante? Son of Sparda?", the bald- headed man asked while strolling closer, tracing the rim of the pool table with his fingers.

That caught Dante's attention. Was Vergil finally making his move? He had promised to inform him before he opened the gate. After a whole year, was this the day he would fight him again?

"Where did you hear that?", the hunter asked carefully.

"From your brother", the man answered, finally arriving at the desk. "He send this invitation for you."

A/N: So, that was my ulterior motive while writing Perspective: I wanted to link it to the other DMC parts. I know Capcom didn't meant to do that but hey, I'm not Capcom. There are a few adaptions to be made of course (Nephilim/ half devil; Sparda's banned/Sparda's dead; Vergil's blue amulet/Vergil's red amulet and so on) but the basic story would fit ... Well, at least I think so.

I decided to rewrite Perspective from Vergil's point of view, so if you liked the story you may want to keep an eye out for it. It will take a while though. I'll try to keep you entertained meanwhile with one-shots or other short stories but please don't stone me to death if I can't keep the stories coming. Vergil's side of Perspective will come. That's a promise. After this, I'm going to upload a little easter gift for you - and my first one-shot ever.

Thanks a lot for reading this story, for favouring and following it. And I can't say it often enough: Thanks for the reviews. Writing is a lot more fun with feedback.