Devil May Cry

Dimensions to your world and the next

Chapter 27

Warnings: Language and Violence

*Author's Note: Hmm, I wonder what's gonna happen.......

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Dante's P.O.V.

When I finally woke up from getting completely knocked out from that guy, I found myself slouched down against the wall of the inside of a car, my arms were tied behind my back and tape was across my mouth. Oh, how nice. Did they treat all the people they know like this? I slowly lifted my head, trying to focus my tired eyes. Man, my body ached, what more can I say? I just had a fricken bookshelf fall on top of me. When I looked around the place, I noticed I was inside a car, another van, right to the very back of the vehicle. I attempted to get up, but stopped suddenly when I felt cold steel against my neck. That fucker with the scythe was right beside me. I smirked behind the tape and suppressed anymore movement.

I gazed ahead, seeing Aeon standing with balance while the car continued to drive. His arms were folded over his chest, keeping watch at __________. She was sitting on the floor, her legs against her chest, her arms tied up behind her. But she didn't have tape over her mouth. Really, I didn't talk that much. She was staring at the ground, her eyes glazed over, her eyebrows furrowed with worry. Man, she looked cute when she was scared. I looked back at Aeon, his eyes transfixed on her. Was he checking her out or something? Who knows, I sure didn't. He then noticed me for the first time and smirked.

"I see the son of Sparda has awakened," he spoke in that same annoying voice. Well, I found it annoying. Just the mention of Sparda caused _________ to jerk up her head. Her face lightened with relief when her eyes met mine.

Obviously, she had the hots for your man, here. Her face soon fell though when her attention focused on the sharp blade dangerously close to my neck. She frowned, but I tried to reassure her with my eyes, which didn't work so well. Man, I hated to see her like this. And I hated to wear this damn tape! I tried rubbing it off with my lips but like that would work.

I let out a muffled groan which caused the smirk on Aeon's lips to grow wider. Heh, dickhead. "Eerious remove the tape over his mouth," he ordered.

"Are you sure, my Lord?" he questioned. Aeon's face turned serious and he sent a glare in his way.

"I said, remove the tape over his mouth," he repeated in a firm voice. I guess he wasn't the guy you should cross, but then again, I wasn't the one to care for common sense warnings. Eerious gave an uncertain nod before lowering down to rip off the piece of tape over my mouth with one move. Shit, that hurt like a bitch. "I'm curious to know, son of Sparda, why do you care to protect this girl?" Aeon asked. What the hell kind of a question was that?

"Well, if you didn't know, I wanted her all to myself. It's kind of hard getting anything done with her when you guys always seem to interrupt," I remarked. He didn't give off the slightest bit of amusement and I didn't expect him to, but, _________, on the other hand. She simply glared at me. Hey, at least I thought it was funny.

"Where are you taking us anyway?" she spoke up, changing the subject. Aeon grinned in her direction before kneeling down and grabbing her chin with his hand, before bringing her face close to his. No doubt this pissed me off. Asshole, trying to move in on my territory- wait, territory? She looked at him with fright, trying to pull away but he kept a firm grip.

"Back to my home where we can start the ritual, but before we start with the ritual I'm going to force you to watch as I drain the blood out of your boyfriend's body to drain all his spiritual energy while he screams in pain," Aeon answered.

Damn, this guy was sick. _________ let out a gasp of horror, and he let go of her chin roughly.

"You promised you wouldn't hurt him if I went with you!" she shouted. When was this promised? Hm, probably when we got into the van, who knows?

"I don't do well with promises, dear," he retorted and stood up. She furrowed her brow in anger, probably saying profanities in her head. Okay, now she was super cute when she was angry. At least she tried to protect me, which didn't work well with me, I was supposed to be the hero and 'woo' her. Ah, well, whatever goes, goes.

"Please, I'll do whatever you want, just let him go," she pleaded.

"Babe, relax I'll be all right," I told her. She gazed at me.

"But-"

I interrupted her. "Did you forget who you're speaking to?" She stared at me with bewilderment.

"Dante?" she answered with uncertainty.

"Exactly," I smirked. She weakly smiled at my overly confident nature. I was just being myself.

"Don't be so sure," Eerious spoke up, "you don't know the full potential of Lord Aeon."

"Like what? He probably spends more time with his hair then anything else," I remarked smartly. Good, that sure to make him pissed if anything else. Eerious growled, ready to sweep my head clean off when Aeon stopped him.

"You amuse me, son of Sparda, maybe I can do much more with you then drain your energy," he said, unfazed by what I just said. Damn, that sucks; I thought I really got him. Oh well, I got way more chances, especially once I get these stupid ropes off and run away with _________.

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*Author's Note: Dante's point of view is so interesting, isn't it?