Okay, first things first. I do not own any characters from the Devil May Cry games, anime series, nor the manga. If I did, well...I really do not know. But anyways. Who I do have property rights over are Shawna and any OC characters that appear only in this story.

With that out of the way, I do hope you guys enjoy this story. XD

The grogginess hit Shawna like a ton of bricks. Every muscle in her body screamed as they stretched. Once her eyes were opened, she immediate glanced around herself and found that she was inside a building. Trying to move her hands, she noticed that they were cuffed to a chair, the only chair in the entire room. Sighing irritatedly, she glanced around the room. A growling sigh escaped her lips in disgust at the condition of the place. 'Damn. Quite a place this is. Hell, even the warehouse was cleaner than this dump.' The tiled walls were dirty and covered in grime in a few places. Even the floors weren't kept clean. It made her sick to her stomach.

"God, what a dump," her voice echoed off the walls.

She glanced around and noticed a rather large window to her left. The glass was dark and had a few smudges on it. While she couldn't see anybody through it, it did not mean that someone else couldn't see her. She sneezed, then jumped a bit at the sliding of a heavy door. Heavy footsteps closed in on her, drawing Shawna's attention to a pair of clean, black boots. 'Hm. How ironic in a place like this.'

"I see that you're awake, child."

Shawna glanced up and was met with a large man. He was wearing glasses, so she couldn't see his eyes. Not that she really cared.

"You've been out for quite some time," he stopped in front of the window and leaned against it. "Sorry for the bruises, but you were resisting us. We had no choice."

Shawna didn't say anything. She just snorted and looked away.

"...Well, nothing to say? Hm," the man scratched his chin. "Then, at least tell me what you're name is. A pretty little thing like yourself ought to have a name or an alias."

"..."

"I won't bite, just here to get some answers. It's best if you do cooperate. It'll make it easier for the both of us."

"...Why the hell should I tell you people anything? My business is not yours."

"No, but you are here in the facility, so it would be smart to answer me. Now, I will ask you again. Who are you and where are the rest of the kids you were with?"

Shawna narrowed her eyes at the man. When the man didn't receive an answer, he pulled out a small device and pressed one button. That one button caused shocks of electricity to shoot through Shawna's body. She, refraining from screaming out in protest, bit her lip. The few seconds that passed felt more like minutes before the pain stopped. She could taste blood in her mouth.

"Now, why don't you start being smart and do as I say?" The man lifted the device so Shawna could see. "'Cause if you don't, I can send you through a world of Hell with just this single button."

"Bite me," Shawna groaned and spat at the man's feet. "I don't...give a shit."

The man shook his head, but not before pressing the button again. This time, Shawna couldn't help but yelp in pain.

"Think it over. The sooner you tell where the others are, the less pain you will feel...and I might let you go."

Shawna growled at the guy while his back was turned. 'No way in Hell, you bastard.' The door slammed shut, leaving Shawna in the room. Her body still ached, some parts now starting to become numb. She stayed in the chair for several minutes and tried to gasp for air.

"This is such a pain." She licked her chapped lips. "I'm not selling the others out. No way in Hell."

She lowered her head and closed her eyes, thinking if there was any possible way out of the place. There was only one window, which was obviously too thick to break, and the single door was most likely made out of steel. Unless, there was a secret door somewhere, there was no luck.

"Damn this place. Damn these shackles," Shawna yanked at the shackles on her wrists and ankles. "I need to get out of here?"

Shawna continued sitting in the chair, facing the window. She could faintly distinguish the darkened outlines of people entering and leaving the room behind the window, so she was obviously being watched. It unnerved her.

It had been quite some time since Shawna was brought in to the penitentiary. The officers had moved her to a different room down the hall from the original. If she had been complaining about the old place, she would definitely be cursing up a storm at the sight of her new 'dorm'. The walls were disgusting and mostly covered in mildew, and the floors were slimy, only a small pathway to the door was clean. The shackles were removed from her wrists and ankles, and replaced by cuffs connected to chains that hung from the ceiling. Shawna, herself, was in worse condition than her first visit, as well. Her skin were covered by the bruises of the torture, and her attire was torn slightly.

Not sure how long exactly, she did know that it had been more than a week. The same man would come in every day to interrogate her, but she gave no response. Only a few insults here and some smart-ass remarks there. Thanks to the guy, her body had become so numb from the pain, that she could only twitch her finger tips, and open and close her eyes. It amazed the officers at the recovery Shawna would undergo after her treatments. Whenever her skin would crack open from the shocks, they would close back up over the span of a day or two. All that was left behind were bruises that remained visible.

Some of the prison doctors would be sent in to examine Shawna's injuries after the treatments to watch them 'heal'. It was a grotesque sight. One doctor in particular had gone too far, ignoring the warnings he was given, and got too close to Shawna. Taking this as an opportunity, she had managed to lift her legs up to wrap them around the guy's neck. One quick twist to the side had killed the doctor. No one had known about this until one of the officers came in to check on what was taking the doctor so long. Shawna had taken quite a beating after that.

The incident had happened the previous day, and Shawna's body still ached from it.

"Alright, kid," a voice broke the dead silence as the door finally opened for the first time that day. "I got you some food, so you'd better eat it before the others come back."

Shawna did not need to look up to recognize that voice. Still, it surprised her. 'Impossible. How did he?' The guy had walked over to Shawna and brought what appeared to be a piece of jerky. She instantly grabbed the meat and swallowed it whole.

"Shit. Okay, you're obviously hungry. That I can understand," Leon chuckled.

"What the hell are you–How did you get inside?" Shawna managed to glance up at the guy's unmistakeable golden eyes.

Leon put a finger on Shawna's lips, silencing her. He shook his head. If anyone had known that the uniform he had on was stolen, then he would be arrested on-the-spot.

"Tune it down a bit, would you?" he whispered so only Shawna would hear. "I just managed to get in. The other's were getting anxious. You've been gone for weeks, Shawna. Weeks."

"But what about the others? Who's keeping an eye on them?"

"Don't worry," Leon took out a key that came with the uniform and unshackled one wrist. "I've got Natalie watching them. Aside from you and me, she's the only one to keep them from going crazy."

Shawna had to chuckle at that. 'That girl always had it in her.' Leon managed to unlock both cuffs. But when he put another pair of cuffs on her, Shawna had to give her friend a look.

"It's for precaution," Leon shrugged. "Unlike you, I actually think things through before I decide to walk in."

"Tsk. Are you questioning my abilities?"

"No. I'm just saying that you tend to be really stupid." He gave her a deadpanned look. "Which, must I say, happens a lot. Oh, and by the way, you look like shit."

Shawna smacked him upside the head, growling as she was led out of the room. However, they were stopped by a few officers along the way.

"I was assigned to move the subject to a separate room for the time being. There happened to be a problem that needed to be fixed."

'Remind me to kick his ass for calling me that,' Shawna growled. 'A subject and getting fixed? That just sounds wrong.' Amazingly, it worked, and the police left. Leon leaned down to Shawna's ear.

"Okay, we're almost to the exit. There's security but I've got this."

"Oh, you got this? Do not forget that you're dead when this is all over."

"Just...work with me here. Okay? You should be thankful that I came to save your ass."

"Tsk. In case you've forgotten, I deliberately told you not to come after me. But still, I'm grateful. Did anyone else step up to the plate?"

Receiving a shake, she knew her answer. Sighing, she looked up only to see some guy strutting down one hall in nothing but his boxers. That caused Leon to curse, and a quirked eyebrow from Shawna.

"There he is! He's the one that attacked me!"

"Dammit. I thought I knocked him out," Leon grabbed Shawna and made a brake for the exit.

"Seriously? Wow. I would've never expected you of all people to hit anyone," Shawna had to laugh. "If I remember correctly, you were always the one to refrain from violence."

"Shut up and move it!"

"Okay, okay. God, why don't you shove a stick up your ass while you're at it?"

Leon ignored the girl beside him. Thanks to Shawna and her remarks, it was going to get her killed one of these days-he knew it.

They barely made it out of the prison when Shawna saw just how many officers were on to them. 'Tsk.' Unfortunately, the barbed-wire fence was locked, leaving the kids stranded in police territory. Shawna looked back and saw the masses of policemen closing in on them.

"Leon, I hope you have another idea because we're about to get screwed over to the police."

"Shut up. I'm working on it."

Shawna glanced over and saw that there was an officer that had snuck up behind Leon. Cursing, she leapt at the guy.

"Don't even think about it, you asshole."

Shawna aimed a punch at the officer, sending him backwards at least a good three meters away and crushing his ribs. The action caught Leon's attention from the gate to Shawna to the guy laying motionless on the pavement 15 feet away. He stared in disbelief at Shawna, who remained fine.

"H-How did you? No one can punch that far?"

"Shut up, you idiot. We've got bigger matters at hand."

She grabbed Leon and ran for a small ledge that overlooked the city. It was the only area not blocked off by fencing. Only problem was that there was a fifty-foot drop to the ground below.

"Shawna, we're not going to-"

Shawna cut him off. Instead, she grabbed his collar and jumped over the ledge, causing Leon to scream at the top of his lungs. Thinking that they were either going to get crippled, if not killed, Leon was surprised when he landed on Shawna's back as she hit the ground. He stared at his friend, disbelieved at the fact that she was unharmed from the jump. She had landed gracefully. Not a single bone was popped or snapped out of place.

"...H-How?"

"Run now, talk later," Shawna motioned at the helicopters hovering above their heads. "Move it!"

The two of them ran down the alleys for minutes, only having to stop for Leon to catch his breath. Eventually making it to a run-down train station, Shawna and Leon managed to lose their pursuers. Shawna sat down on a bench, while Leon didn't care about getting dirty as he just fell to the ground. It was several minutes before Leon finally spoke up.

"H-How is it that you were able to do that? No human alive can do the things that you just did," Leon gasped.

"...It's a long story. I don't want to talk about it," Shawna looked away.

"Don't try that with me," Leon glared up at her. "I know you're keeping secrets. You've never told me why you would run. You're always trying to do things on your own, never asking for help. And whenever I do come to help you, you'd always run away. That's not normal! Start spilling!"

Shawna sighed before glaring at the boy.

"You really don't know how to keep your nose out of other people's business. Those cops back there were more than enough. I do not need you demanding answers that I won't give you."

"We been together for eight years, Shawna! Eight fricking years! I've told you everything about me, but you've never done the same! How do you think that makes me feel? How am I supposed to trust you when you don't tell me a thing?"

"I've told you before not to trust anyone," Shawna stood up and grabbed Leon. "Aim to keep yourself alive. Keep other humans alive. I am not one of you, so don't treat me like I'm human!"

Shawna realized her mistake and widened her eyes. 'Dammit.' She let go of Leon and walked a few feet away, cursing at herself stupidity. Leon remained in his half-standing, half-kneeling position. Shaking his head, he gazed at the shaking female.

"...Y-You're...not human? What-What the hell are you talking about?"

"It's nothing," Shawna growled at him, without turning to face him. "That's not the point. I'm dangerous. Everyone around me dies, so just get over it."

She inhaled sharply, hearing Leon stand up.

"... And what about your parents? Did they die because of you, too?"

"You keep my parents out of this. They're dead. I don't need to hear this shit about all of this being on their heads."

Leon continued to stare at Shawna. It unnerved Shawna, so she turned away. She was afraid that he'd hate her. 'What will the others think? Will they treat me like dirt, just like back then?' Thinking the answer to her question was evident, she started walking away only to be stopped by a hand on her shoulder.

"Where do you think you're going? Are you just going to leave all of us...just like that?"

"...What else can I do? You heard me. I have no place in the gang. The Government has my picture. They know what I look like.."

That remark earned Shawna a punch to the jaw. She stumbled backwards and glanced up in surprise at Leon, his fist still in position from hitting her. The look on his face seemed like as if he, himself, couldn't believe what he had just done. Leon slowly lowered his arm and glanced down at his hand, shaking.

"Heh. I guess I deserved it, eh." Shawna swatted the feeling off and stood up.

Leon glanced at Shawna. The disbelief still in his eyes. He managed to regain his composer and relaxed.

"Look, Shawna," he shook his head. "We still need you."

Shawna, focusing her attention on the midday sun, glanced away.

"You shouldn't leave. The others still need your guidance-"

"Tsk. Guidance?"

"I hate it when you do that," Leon smacked Shawna upside the head.

"H-Hey! Do what?"

"Interrupt me. You're lucky I'm a kind guy." he received a glare. "Don't give me that look. You still have a heart, Shawna. But if it suits you better, at least stay 'til some one else steps up to take your place."

Shawna sighed and scratched her head. 'Just like that, Leon? Just like that?' She shook her head.

"Okay, okay...I'll stay a bit longer." She was instantly squeezed in a bone-crushing hug. "Only a bit, but right now... Let. Me. Go."

"Okay," Leon instantly let go, smiling all the while. "What do you say we pretend that none of this happened? To be honest, what happened back there still gives me the creeps."

"Good. Cause if the others hear about this, you're the one I'm coming after first."

Wow. Chapter 2 already? Damn. Hope you like it. Thanks to Spazzums for being a great Beta. You rock, girl! XD