Devil May Cry

Dimensions to your world and the next

Chapter 23

Warnings: Language and Violence

*Author's Note: Yay! A truck is gonna hit 'you'! Of course, the story probably won't allow you to die, so 'you'll' probably make it out of this alive.

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"Shit," Dante cussed as he tried to skid the motorcycle to a halt but the back compartment was coming at an unreasonable speed. It continued to flip in the air and land on the pavement, cracking it as it bounced and flipped once again, becoming nearer.

"Dante, we can't dodge it!" you shouted, freaking out more then ever.

"We can try," Dante replied. You shook your head, holding onto him tightly. "Once it gets close enough, we're going to jump, got that?" he asked. You shook your head again, tightly shutting your eyes, you weren't ready for this. "It'll be okay," he assured, knowing it was running out of time to talk you into this.

"Stop kidding yourself, we can't jump from that, even if you are Dante," you remarked, looking up at him with tearful eyes, "it was nice knowing you."

"Don't say that-" Dante was cut off with another loud bang from the back compartment was heard against the concrete. He furrowed his brow, letting go of the handles on the bike and wrapping his arms around you before jumping up from the bike. The two of you began to flip backwards in the air. You shot your eyes open, the compartment was only a few feet away. No... you thought. Suddenly, you felt an intoxicating power overcome you, making you feel woozy.

What's happening to me? A flash of light then appeared, engulfing both you and Dante. "__________?" Dante called to you, looking over him and you. Time slowly began to slow down as the two of you were upside down in the air, the back compartment only an inch from both of your faces. The power in your body became overwhelming, when suddenly, the light engulfing both of your bodies exploded like fireworks. You tightly shut your eyes again, feeling the both of you land back on the ground.

"We're dead, we're dead, we're dead," you chanted out loud.

"____________, what did you do?" you heard Dante whisper, slowly letting you go and looking down at you. You slowly opened your eyes, looking up at him then switching your view to your surroundings. You two were no longer on the road, but what seemed to be a roof of a high building. Sirens were still going off in the distance, beneath you. Your eyes widened.

"What did I do?" you repeated the question to yourself. You looked down to your hands. They were still glowing a white, faint light, until it disappeared in the middle of your palm in a little spiral.

"I think...I understand now," Dante spoke, slowly standing up. You gazed up at him with a questionable look.

"Understand what?" you asked. He looked back at you with a smirk.

"Your power works when you're scared," he answered, "just like the time Lucinda was revealing your energy to you."

"Would that explain how I got here too?"

"Maybe..."

"But your little theory doesn't explain how the hell you shot me from my own TV," you stated matter-of-factly. Dante shrugged.

"Maxis probably knows the answer to that, how about we go pay him a visit?" he suggested. Slowly, you began to stand up and walk your way to the edge of the roof, looking down at the cities streets, the many police cars driving by in search for the two of you.

"And how do you suggest we get down?" you remarked.

"Easy..." Dante replied slyly. Before you could question him he already had you in his arms bridle style.

"Dante, don't even think about it," you said, watching him with careful eyes.

"Too late," he remarked and jumped off the edge.

"Dante!" you shouted with disbelief, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck. You looked down, the two of you falling towards an alleyway below. You tightly shut your eyes, burying your face into Dante's chest. You heard him chuckle. "This is not funny mister!" you yelled at him, keeping your position.

"It sure as hell funny to me," he remarked as he landed on his feet firmly on the ground. You opened your eyes and shot him a glare.

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*Author's Note: Nice, the whole power-only-works-when-scared, thing. Yeah, the enemy is really gonna be able to use this, huh?