A/N: All right, all right, I'm gonna stop procrastinating tonight and get done with this, maybe after I finish this one I'll pour myself a glass of wine and finish up with fanfiction for the week, and its only Monday! So woot for that!

Disclaimer: I own some wine right now?

I Suppose

Dante paced on the streets outside, what on earth was he supposed to do? The partial devil just had to go and get himself captured didn't he? He grumbled and paced the strip of cobbled streets once again, cursing himself for not stopping the other hunter while he still could've. The sounds of boots caused his head to snap up and he darted onto the rooftops and watched the patrol walk by, their laps lit brightly and their words loud and jovial. He waited till they were out of sight and then leapt down onto the street again, he supposed there was nothing else to do except go out and check the other places that Nero had suggested, although the cathedral was definitely the center for something, he'd come back in the morning…

-Time Slip-

Nero didn't remember being knocked out but he came to in a cage, an honest to god cage. He blinked blearily and rubbed his eyes, sitting upright only to find that there was going to be no standing up.

"Hey guys?" he called "I think you ordered the wrong size dog crate, I'm most certainly an extra large mutt." There was no response from down the hall and the partial devil huffed, leaning back on the bars and hoping that someone would come down and start talking, he wanted to know what was going on here. He looked around, hoping to pick up some clues. The entire room was lined with crates of varying sizes and the half devil tilted his head, that was odd, had they just stuffed him in a storage closet? It was dark in the room, not that that was any sort of hindrance to him but it was a good thing to note. Now that he wasn't shouting down the hall either he noticed scrufflings and the sounds of breathing around in the different cages. He closed his eyes to focus further, once he did he noticed the tiny amounts of flaring up his arm was doing. Okay, so whatever was in this room was at least slightly demonic… it faded and with it the sounds of breathing. The partial devil sighed, so whatever it was had just died… that didn't help him figure out what was going on anymore…

Minutes passed with nothing happening and then footsteps could be heard coming down stairs and a light clicked on in the room, Nero continued to pretend to be asleep, at least until there was a clatter right in front of him. He opened his eyes slowly, hoping that he was at least partially imitating Dante's irritating glance up from not quite sleeping. A couple of scientists of the Order stood outside, one of them frantically picking up notes from the floor.

"So is this room service?" he asked with a smirk, the scientists just looked baffled by his statement.

"Y-you're supposed to come with us…" one of them stammered and Nero raised a brow.

"What if I don't want to? I mean, you've provided such nice accommodations for me…" the sarcasm was simply dripping off his statement but the scientist just shuffled, more than a little uncomfortable. Nero grinned, he had them right where he wanted them, he sighed dramatically

"I suppose if you must." He held his wrists through the bars. He could've easily just fought them off, though when he stuck his hands through he felt the buzz of a ward in the back of his head, so busting the crate would've been a no go… right now though… he wanted them to lead him through the facility, he didn't want to be trying to fight his way through, that was no fun at all… Well it was but it wasn't conducive to their plan to find out what was going on here.

The scientist clicked handcuffs around his wrists with shaking hands, visibly jolting when the partial devil's demonic skin flared at the feel of the ward wrapped into the metal cuff. When they opened the crate he stepped out smoothly, stretching as best he could and lightly testing the cuffs, the ward sent shifts of discomfort through his mind. Hmm…

-Time Slip-

Dante was about ready to have a conniption, there had been the feeling of activity at the other sites as well and Nero was still nowhere to be found. His blood was itching for him to take off and let go of all restraints and rip the entire town upside down. There was a commotion at the cathedral and the restless half devil made his way there, sticking to the rooftops to keep out of sight. Once he got there and saw the gathered crowd through the roof he began to get worried, the cathedral was packed to the very brim, it looked like people from every bit of town were there… He took a deep breath and tried to calm his worry, Nero was a big boy, he could take care of himself. He saw an elderly man who must've been the head priest, he couldn't hear what the man was saying but when he saw them bring Nero onto the stage, cuffed and a little scruffy but otherwise unharmed, he didn't need to. Feeling the surge of demonic energy from the priest was more than enough motive for him and he put one bullet through the glass before leaping in like an angel of death from above.

A/N: I couldn't help but set up for that scene again, it's just too good of a scene, I love the way there's no explanation, just Dante shows up and shoots the man. Too bad that was some of my first DMC stuff or I'd have been wondering why Dante was suddenly a bad guy XD

Till next time,

-Winged Element