"Well, that's how I got here..." Fiona sighed.

Dante, sitting rather comfortably in a dining chair, shrugged.

"Kinda weird you guys crashed like that." He sat up straight,

"But, y'know, you can't remember everything, like ya said. Maybe something-"

A loud crash was audible from the other room.

"What the heck was that?"

"I-I don't know." Fiona answered, wide-eyed.

Dante stood up and walked over to the nearby door, listening.

Fiona nervously glanced at the door, "Do... do you hear-"

"Shh..." He motioned a finger over his lips.

She nodded slightly, a bit nervous.

Dante... stay out of our way...

It's the devil's playground!

Dante squinted his eyes, then smirked.

"Devil's playground, eh?" He pulled out the longsword behind his back.

"Come out and play, then!"

In an instant, a horde of demons burst through the door, knocking Fiona back onto the ground.

"Ah!" She yelled, causing Dante to look back.

"Under the table, hurry!"

Heading his warning, she fled under the dining table.

"Let's get it started!" Dante took a dive and slashed at them, knocking one over.

The rest lunged at him, biting and tearing into his flesh.

"Whoa-ho, slow down there, dudes. Don't scratch the paint!"

He flung the creatures off onto a wall, slashing and slicing at them.

Blood splattered all over the clean walls, smearing into the rather expensive paintings hanging0.

"Glad I'm not payin' for this..." Dante said under his breath as he swooshed onto another pack.

"Breakdown!"

The scaly creatures' numbers were rapidly decreasing with every blow he delt out, but they seemed endless.

Fiona hugged onto her knees, resting her head on them, "Please... please kill them..." She whispered.

"Jeez, how many of you are there!" Dante impatiently yelled out, slicing two demons in half.

Suddenly, an ear piercing shriek shook the room.

Fiona shut her ears, wincing at the high decibels. "Uhn!"

"Who's that? One of your little friends?" Dante wagged his finger into a creature's face.

SKAAAWWW!

A giant, bird-like demon burst through the castle's wall, shrieking and flapping its massive wings.

"Now I'm REALLY glad I ain't paying for this."

Fiona peeked from under the draped the tablecloth, a bit rattled from the noise.

"Sorry babe, I don't think you're invited to this show either. Best keep yourself hidden." Dante pulled two swords from behind him.

She quickly resumed hiding.

Did you not hear my grunt? You are not wanted here, prawn!

Dante scoffed, walking closer up to the monstrocity,

"Look, buddy, I dunno what bone- er, feather you have to pick with me," He steadied his weapons,

"But I have a bad headache right now and you and your little posse ain't making it any better."

SKAAWW! Fool, I'll crush you!

The young man clicked his tongue, "You can't do that, it'll ruin my new pants!"

The huge demon roared, I have had it with your sarcasm, DIE!

It stood up on hind legs, destroying the remains of the wall and lunged towards Dante.

He leaped up into the air and swung the swords, slicing into the giant bird.

Roaring in pain, it fell back onto its forelegs.

Damn you!

"What's wrong, pal? You don't know how to dance?" He stabbed the swords into the giant's back, swinging around onto

Its neck, grabbing his pistols and firing them into the monser's face.

He landed on the cracked ground then pulled out a small shotgun, shooting at the massive legs.

The demon swiped him away with its wing, regaining a momentum of strength.

"Oh, don't worry. I'm just getting started!" Dante double jumped onto the creature's head, revealing an electric guitar-esque weapon.

"Let's ROCK!" He began vigorously strumming the guitar, emitting loud, electrical shockwaves.

The beast feriously shook its head, trying to pry him off but to no avail as he danced with the wind's sway.

Fool! Get off!

"What, man? Can't hear you!" Dante strummed even louder, the animal becoming dazy from the shockwaves.

As it weakened, he jumped off, facing it in mid-air and belted out one last electrical blow.

NOOOO!

Dante landed gracefully onto the grass, the giant griffin collapsing behind him.

With a big grin on his face, he loaded his weapons back into their places.

"Well that was fun."

Looking back at the destroyed dining room, he saw Fiona nervously looking back with a hand on her chest.

"You okay, babe?"

"Erm... yes." She said, impressed at Dante's performance.

He walked back inside, grabbing onto her hand, "C'mon, let's get some grub. I'm starving!"