Spawn was going through alleyways and condemned buildings very quietly. He was scanning the streets for the demon slayer while trying to stay out of the public's view.

As he came to another condemned building at the end of one of the many streets he had already searched down, he was stopped by Cogliostro. He came to an abrupt halt in the main entrance of the building.

The building was a condemned factory. Rats scurried around Spawn and cockroaches climbed over the rats to be close to the death they smelled on him. The floor was covered in small fragments of dirt and glass. Old rusted machines were the décor of the broken down facility. Chains hung from the rafters almost looking like they were trying to reach for Spawn just like the rats and cockroaches.

Cogliostro starred intensely on the Hell Spawn and in his old, rough voice simply said, "Your going the wrong way."

"Out of my way, old man." Spawn walked by him and Cogliostro followed with his eyes.

"I can lead you to somebody I think you should be more worried about."

"Then the white boy in the red coat? I highly doubt it."

"The Clown?"

Spawn stopped. He looked back at Cogliostro and said, "The Clown? He's here?"

"Yes. He never left Spawn."

"What kind of game are you playing, old man?"

"Just the game that you have been thrown into."

"Where is he?"

"You'll have to find him."

"You said you could lead me to him!"

Cogliostro extended his index finger past himself in the opposite direction that Spawn was heading before. Spawn just looked at Cogliostro and then back to the way he was pointing at.

"Alright, but then the slayer."

"Then the slayer."

Spawn took off in that direction and from out of the shadows of the broken building came Ryshi. He looked at Coglostro and he back at him. Then the old rebel just said, "Your turn."

Ryshi re-entered the shadows with a slight smile on his face. Cogliostro just watched him disappear back into the shade. He wondered if Ryshi could actually get Dante off of Spawn. He definitely knew that he would have a more difficult time with the slayer then he himself had had with Spawn.

Dante was calmly walking down a long narrow sidewalk looking for the demon. He couldn't sense his power anywhere. He saw a library and went in there. He sat at one of the desks inside and figured to take a break. He was only expecting to sit there for about five minutes. Little did he know it would turn into half-an-hour.

"Interesting book, isn't it?" Came this old oriental man's voice. Dante quickly turned his head in surprise knowing exactly who it was.

He saw Ryshi standing in one of the bookcase aisles. Reading a book called Extermination: a recollection of one man's service in are CIA Black Ops Division.

Dante got a half-cocked smile on his face and said in his bold, cocky tone, "I wouldn't know."

Ryshi put the book up back where it belonged and pulled out another one. "Ah, now here's something really interesting!" Ryshi pulled up a chair next to Dante. "Karl Attests: German decent, American assassin. Now I think this one you might want to read."

Dante cocked a brow at him, "Why?"

Ryshi flipped to one of the pages in the book and read off of it. "Karl was having lunch with his new supervisor that day. The day before mission 49. The mission where 49 innocent people lost there lives due to order by his new supervisor. For the sake of national security his name has been changed. Head of Civil Defense: Andrew Axler." Ryshi glanced up at Dante, "Ringing any bells?"

Dante gave Ryshi a strange look. "Head of Civil Defense?"

"Look at the date, demon slayer." Dante glance down at the copyright. It read 1971. The same year Jason Wynn took over office of Civil Defense. Dante looked down at the table.

Dante raised his head back up to look at Ryshi, "I'm not really surprised. I could smell the stench of brimstone in his office. After I get that demon, I'm going after that madman!"

"Oh yeah! Listen to this!" Ryshi grabbed another book. This one was copyrighted 1988. The title of the book was The Dough Boys. Ryshi read off the back. "This book is a factual documentation on the existence of a secret killer squad that exists in S. Korea. Approved by the S. Korean government and orchestrated by the Civil Defense department of America. A squad of about thirty boys little over fourteen. Trained for the sol purpose of war. Trained killers to eradicate the North Korean element in South Korea. This is there story."

Dante looked at the floor.

Ryshi got another book out of the same section. "This one's a little more up to date." Copyright on the book was 1992. The title was Billy Kincaid: The child murdering son of Senator Martin Kincaid. Ryshi opened up the book and flipped to a page and read aloud from it. "The child was found with her intestines wrapped around her…"

"Enough! Why are you doing this?"

"Because you need to know the monster that hired you. That you need to stop him first."

Dante gave him a questioning glare.

Ryshi couldn't believe that he wasn't making the connection. "Don't you get it? The demon was on his case before you got here, remember?"

Dante did.

"Well, if that demon is aloud to kill him he will go down to Hell and become a more powerful demon then the one you fought!"

"All the more reason I better find him!" Dante got up from the table and walked out of the library. Ryshi followed. "Don't you understand? Your enemy is not the Hell Spawn - it's this maniac."

Dante turned and jeered at Ryshi. "What are you talking about? Hell Spawn? Is that what he is? I've heard of them but never had the pleasure of facing one." Dante turned back down the sidewalk from the library.

Ryshi still tried to stop him. "Look Dante, you can't fight him! You'll open a doorway into Hell and the entire whole of humanity will be destroyed!"

Dante turned back at Ryshi.

Ryshi continued. "Listen, I didn't want to bring up that fact but it was the only thing I could think to stop you!"

"Why didn't you bring that up before?"

"I didn't want to worry you."

"Is there some other world ending, cataclysmic news your not telling me Ryshi?"

"Nothing." Ryshi lying through his teeth. Dante could tell it to. "I think you just need to think before you go fighting him again."

"Oh trust me, it'll be over before that gateway opens!" Dante walked off and Ryshi tried to stop him but it was no use. Dante was down the street and not listening to anything Ryshi had to say.

He could not believe that Dante was acting so foolishly. He didn't know whether it was the thrill of the hunt for taking down such a powerful demon or if Dante had a more secret agenda.

Ryshi turned back and didn't noticed the man with head phones and a directional microphone in one of the alleyways. The man pulled down a small microphone on his head set and spoke into it. "Mr. Wynn, did you catch all that?"

Wynn's voice came back over from the other end. "Yes. You may come back now."

The guy nodded to himself and took off his gear and skulked back into the shadows.

Meanwhile, Wynn put down the phone that he was talking to the guy from, folded his hands under his chin, and began to go deep into thought.

He then pushed a button on his phone and picked up the receiver. A deep machine-like voice came from the other end. "Yes Mr. Wynn?" It was Overkill.

"I think are little, red-cloaked errand boy is a little confused on which person he seems to be working for. If you could Overkill, I would like for you to straighten him out for me."

"How do you want it?"

"Just a few broken bones, a loss of bladder control maybe, but nothing too serious. Otherwise he may not be able to finish the job I'm paying him for."

Overkill just gave a slight pleased grunt and Jason hung up. He swiveled in his chair and awaited for Overkill to confront the demon slayer.