This little tidbit I have is actually pretty old. I was trying to write a Halloween story for my birthday that never got finished. I also wanted to link DMC with another fandom I love. The TV series Supernatural. :) I can honestly say I was on crack when I wrote this...lol Don't ask about the Twilight references. lmao

Halloween

A knock came to the door as a small group of kids stood staring at the large double doors hopefully.

"I hear it's haunted," one girl in a blue Dorothy dress with ruby slippers said anxiously.

"No. There is a gateway to hell in the basement," another boy added as he pushed up his Jason Voorhees mask and rolled his eyes. "Duh. Everyone knows that."

They heard footsteps coming forward and all stopped breathing for what would come with the opening of the door.

Smoke billowed out making it hard to see as cries and moans came from within filling the children with dread. Then, from the smoke emerged a tall figure dressed in black. A cape hung snugly around his neck as vivid blue eyes stared down at them impatiently.

The kids stepped back immediately, wondering if they should flee the evil creature before them as the word vampire was whispered among them.

Then from nowhere came a yell and someone tackled the tall figure away from the door to much yelling and 'ows'. Another figure came to the door dressed in a simple western style plaid shirt, jeans, and holding a shotgun.

"Come on kids! If you want to live come with me!"

They stared oddly at the man in the oh-so-obvious brunette wig that was overly shaggy.

"What are you supposed to be?" Han Solo asked doubtfully.

The man's stature relaxed a bit and he sighed as he approached the group.

"Just play along kids," he said glancing to the corner where the fighting continued. The kids came inside glancing nervously at one another before looking at the place.

They could see the smoke had been coming from machines by the door and the shrill yelling from a stereo. They looked doubtfully at one another before coming back to their host who was beginning to lose character... Whatever that character was supposed to be.

Finally glancing to the corner they saw the vampire fighting with another man about the same height. He wore a worn, leather jacket in brown and ripped up jeans. He too wore an oh-so-obvious wig that spiked a bit at top.

"Eat it Twilight!" The wigged man said as he plunged a knife into the vampires chest. The kids just stared, unsure what to do until they saw actual blood seeping from the wound.

Screaming their heads off they all turned tail and booked it out of the place never even looking back as they literally wet themselves.

Back in Devil May Cry Nero shut the door and sighed.

"I told you this was a bad idea Dante."

"Did you have to actually stab me?" Vergil asked in a loathsome growl as he extracted the blade from his chest.

"I thought they'd think it was cool." Dante replied surprised. "I thought everyone loved Supernatural," he continued gesturing to his costume.

"We look nothing like Sam and Dean." Nero said crossing his arms.

"Maybe not you with that mop on your head, but I totally have the Dean vibe. Hell, I'm pretty sure Kripke made that show with me in mind." Dante continued smugly as he cocked his gun.

"This is stupid. Why am I the vampire? You and I are brothers, so wouldn't it make more sense that Nero be the vampire?" Vergil asked staring at the damage done to his costume.

"We're twins. So I needed someone who didn't look exactly like me. Besides, that look suits you." Dante replied clapping his hand on Vergil's shoulder and looking apologetic as it caused his wound to bleed a bit more. "Sorry dude."

"We've been doing this for four hours and no one has gotten in far enough to go through this shitty haunted house you thought up." Nero said as he pulled the scratchy wig off his head and sat back on the couch. "Think we could forego the vamp staking and wait till they are actually inside before scaring them off?"

"Maybe your right... We've been doing this all wrong... Trish! Lady!" Dante called. Within a few seconds the door by the stairs opened and a blonde figure appeared.

"What's up?" Trish asked decked out in what he called affectionately the "Ruby's first season" costume.

"Hot damn. You put the real Ruby to shame babe." Dante sighed contentedly.

The whole deal was to create a haunted house and filling it with characters from Dante's new obsession, Supernatural. Naturally Dante was Dean Winchester, Nero was his Sammy with Vergil playing whatever villain he wanted. Not knowing much he'd chosen the only thing he'd seen recently that seemed with the times. He was supposed to be Edward Cullen to Dante's chagrin. Rather than doing any research he'd bought a cape and called himself a vampire.

"Sometimes I really doubt your devotion to Sparkle motion Verg." Dante had sighed at his brothers lack of enthusiasm or hair 'fwoop'.

Trish would be the two alternate bodies of Ruby from Supernatural showing both the blonde and brunette options through out the evening.

Lady though had said she didn't care what she was as long as she wasn't dressed like a stripper. So, basing her costume choice on Vergil's he'd gotten her a wig, jeans and a sweater to be the Bella to Vergil's Edward. Seconds later Lady walked through the door looking displeased with the long, brunette wig on her head.

"I should've been Death," she groaned as she tugged on the shirt which clung too closely in her opinion.

"Death is only in two episodes. People wouldn't get it."

"I feel like I want to kill myself," Lady continued adamantly.

"That's the spirit! See Verg? Lady's in Bella mode." Dante replied with a smile.

"Dante..." Trish began.

"Call me Dean, witch." Dante replied with a wide grin.

"Maybe later. Can we go out now? The kids aren't taking the bait."

"But we haven't even shown off the fake blood and guts I spent all day making. Or the devil arms strategically placed to make the little ones wet themselves." Dante said in a five year olds whine.

Trish walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder, knowing all too well if they remained that the night would be lost to the fun they should rightfully be having.

"But if we go out, maybe we could do some hunting... You could be Dean for the evening... Mr. Winchester," she said adding a little flirt to the whisper of that name in his ear. Dante's grin grew wide as he puffed his chest out.

"Come on Sammy," he said cocking his shotgun again. "We got some evil sons a bitches to kill."

"My name's Nero." Nero sighed annoyed.

"Tonight it's Sammy, bitch."

"Jerk." Nero snapped only making Dante feel giddier.

"You two coming?" Dante asked looking at the gloomy Twi-two.

"No way." Lady said as she pulled off her wig. "Bad enough you saw me this way, let alone the creatures I have to slay on a daily basis. Don't need to give them ammo to make fun of me with."

"This is true. What about you tall, dark and emo?"

Vergil glared at his twin and purposely bared his actual fangs in a sneer.

"Right. You two stay here and hand out candy then." Dante said before ushering the other two out the front door.

"Why do we let him get us into these situations?" Lady asked as she sat back on the couch.

"I'm still attempting to figure that out. I try to fool myself by saying it has to do with the fact we're related, yet if that were the case I wouldn't want to kill him half the time." Vergil replied as he sat beside her.