A/N: Alright so I just fought tooth and nail with word cause my license went up and so Microsoft was trying to get me to buy a subscription and I was like "fuck that" and so I had to search for the one time pay download and then fight with it cause my computer confuses a lot of download since my OS isn't on the same hard drive that I download things onto since the solid state isn't big enough to support most downloads… anyway, done ranting… I think. This fanfiction is probably only going to have a chapter or two left, I'm pretty ready to be done with this one, I've been working on it for soooo long, it's about time I wrapped it up.

Disclaimer: After fighting to own word I don't want to lay claim to anything…

Yeah, Let's Go Home

The priest flew down at them at a speed that surprised both hunters. He had the appearance of a frail old man, not someone who'd be flying at you at a breakneck speed from hundreds of feet in the air. Nero blocked the flash of fiery energy with Ifrit, the flaming devil arm reveling in the heat that came it's way. The partial devil grinned at that, there was some good things that came from having a large array of devil arms at their disposal, one of them was going to be a fantastic match against whatever they were going to fight. At least, if one of them didn't forget half of them nearly every mission they went on… he looked over at his partner who jumped in to join the fray, driving Sanctus back. The old man didn't seem ready to fight off two devils at the same time. That didn't stop him from throwing absolutely everything that he had at the two of them, fire, lasers, large rocks, he seemed to have anything and everything at his disposal. At one point Dante just sighed

"All right screw this." and he pulled out a weapon that the partial devil didn't expect to see that day. Dante rarely if ever brought Sparda along for missions as the old devil arm was a bit too much power all at once. Nero had picked it up only once and had nearly been overwhelmed by the force that tried to take him over. Dante triggered then and charge forward, his form sparking with red lightning and the pair started clanging together at a breakneck pace. Nero took a few deep breaths and then charged forward himself, pushing into the fray. Sanctus soon found himself with his back against the statue that he had tried to turn into a god. He looked back at the pair, eyes widening as he realized that this was it… there was nothing that he could do to save himself. Nero snarled and shoved his demonic hand forward, straight into the man's chest and clenching the old man's heart still. He slumped forward and let out one last breath, body slowly beginning to disintegrate as many devils did when in the human realm. The partial devil yanked his hand out of the body, flicking blood and gore off to the side.

"It all started with this, good that I got to use it to end it." he sighed, some of the adrenalin fading from this system, though his heart was still a jackhammer in his chest. It was hard to believe that it was all over… He looked over at Dante, who was still triggered, breathing heavily, hand clenched around Sparda. Nero took a step over to his partner, whose head snapped up to meet his eyes as soon as he moved.

"Dante…" the blue hunter said softly, holding out his human hand "It's me. Let go of the sword." Dante's breath hitched once, twice and then the red lightning faded and he flicked the weapon back into the pocket dimension where it belonged. The partial devil let out a relieved sigh as he did.

"I can't believe that you did that…" he laughed "That was really risky." Dante laughed a little himself.

"I wanted this to finally be over." he said, rubbing a hand through his messy hair. "It seemed like a decent risk at the moment." Nero just shook his head and wrapped his partner into a hug.

"This is why I don't let you gamble." he laughed, still shaking a little bit. It slowly subsided as his partner's arms wrapped around him to return the hug.

"Let's go home." Dante whispered.

"What about our payment?" Nero teased, pulling back, a couple tears collecting at the corners of his eyes. He felt like a massive weight had been lifted from his chest. He had nothing tying him to this god-forsaken island anymore… Dante couldn't help but laugh at that.

"I really couldn't care less about that right now, let Lady deal with it, I have a ferry and a plane and a really good nap calling my name right now."

"How about a shower? Cause we're both disgusting right now." Nero ran a hand through his hair and winced as the whole thing stood on end and didn't fall back as it was so coated in grime and sweat and gods knew what else. He didn't want to think about what he actually looked like right now…

"That can wait… I just want to be at home, besides I don't think anyone's going to let us just jump into their bathroom after how much we just disrupted the local power struggle…" the half devil laughed, flicking some grime from the ends of his own fingers.

"Yeah well you didn't just shove your arm through a gross old man." Nero eyed his devil bringer with distaste, dismissing Ifrit in hopes some of the gore would go with it. It didn't. He sighed.

"Yeah, let's go home." he agreed, walking off in the direction of the ferry with his partner.

A/N: Alright, that's all I got for now, there'll be at least one more chapter, maybe two.

Till next time,

-Winged Element