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Marcus stepped out of the Devil Hunters' hangout tent and looked around. The sky was black, lightning was flashing across it, Indra and Varuna were both telling him that demons were on the way, and Dante and the others were nowhere to be found. Even Kat seemed to have disappeared.
"Where are they?" Marcus asked.
"Your friends I don't know," Indra said. "But the demons are all around us."
Marcus growled in annoyance, looking around again. He shouted for Dante, for Nero, for Kat. Nothing. Military members were running around, a soldier with an HK417, a Marine with an M4. Several members of the Order of the Sword ran past and Marcus caught one's arm.
"Where's Devil May Cry?" Marcus asked.
"They're gone," the man said. "They disappeared before dawn."
Marcus growled in annoyance. That had been his experience too. He woke up and Kat was gone, her nephilim crystal lying in place of her head. The only good sign was that all of the others' weapons were gone too, which meant that they probably hadn't been kidnapped. He ran to the edge of camp and stopped, staring at the sky. It seemed the devils had finally grown tired of waiting. A massive ring of Bianco Angelos, Alto Angelos, and Death Scythes descended out of the clouds, circling the camp. Marcus's mouth fell open. It was going to be a very short war. There were thousands of them. And there were only a couple dozen lower class Devil Hunters along with a couple hundred military members in the camp.
"Great," Marcus sighed. "Well, might as well kick this party off."
He drew his pistols, firing into the horde of demons, corpses falling from it rapidly. All around the camp, other Devil Hunters, as well as military members, began to fire into the horde, killing devils by the dozens. But after a moment, the devils broke free, of the cloud, flying down in a trail then shooting along the ground at Marcus. Just before they arrived, Kat stepped up beside him, slamming Pandora down as a minigun and opening fire, shredding the devils and forcing them to scatter. As she retracted Pandora, Marcus turned to her.
"Where were you?" Marcus asked.
"I'm really sorry," Kat said. "I meant to be back before you woke up. Dante wanted me to come to a war meeting, but he said you needed to stay in case there was an attack while we were there."
"Great," Marcus growled, turning away from her. "That's just wonderful. You just got here and you're already more a part of my family than I am."
He drew his sword, shifting it to his scythe and sprinting away from the camp, the devils roaring and swarming at him all at once. As they reached him, he began to spin his scythe in a blur around himself, Kat firing Pandora into the massive cloud growing above him. Devils began to fly down at him and Marcus shredded them as they passed. They began to attack him faster and faster, more and more, until he was dodging and slashing with everything he had, devils' pieces flying past him on all sides. Then, just like that, they were gone. He turned toward the camp to see the tents had all been knocked down, and there were dozens of Alto and Bianco Angelos fighting against the Order of the Sword members, who were holding their own surprisingly well. Marcus switched back to a sword, charging back toward them. Just as he reached the camp, an Alto Angelo killed its opponent and turned toward Marcus, only to be instantly destroyed by Marcus's spectral arm. He sent the arm out, slashing a half dozen more and those members moved on to other devils.
Marcus skidded to a stop, spinning, and gripping his sword with both hands just as three Alto Angelos' swords crashed into it. He skidded backward before shoving them away, slashing one and grabbing another's foot, smashing him into the ground then grabbing his sword and slashing the last with it, stabbing his own sword down through the second devil's helmet. He ripped it back out just as a laser flashed past his shoulder into the cloud of devils above, exploding and vaporizing a dozen or so of them. Marcus turned and hurled his sword, the blade flying as straight as an arrow over Kat's shoulder, impaling the Hell Scythe that had been flying toward her from behind. He sprinted forward, rolling under a Bianco Angelo's lance and grabbed Indra and Varuna, spinning and slashing the devil several times before stopping, turning and slashing Indra, a sphere of lightning flying off the blade and blasting a pair of Alto Angelos that were heading for a group of Order of the Sword members. Then, he put the scimitars away as Kat reached him, handing him his sword.
"Marcus, I'm sorry," Kat said. "I didn't mean to worry you, or hurt you. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance."
"Then why did you leave your Nephilim Crystal?" Marcus asked, holding his sword out to the side just as an Alto Angelo flew past, the devil bisecting itself on the blade.
"It was supposed to let you know I'd be back," Kat said. "You gave me that necklace. I'd never willingly part with it permanently."
Marcus spun, sword transforming into a pair of shuriken, which went shredding through a Hell Scythe before shooting out to the sides, tearing through an Alto and Bianco Angelo on the way back before Marcus caught them, changing them into a gauntlet and using it and his Devil Bringer to rip a chunk of the ground free, hurling it into the air where a group of Bianco Angelos crashed into it mid-charge, all of them crashing to the ground in pieces.
"We'll talk about it later," Marcus said, turning as a Hell Scythe with a dozen scythes floating in the air around him stopped, staring at him with its ram horns burning. "Go and help the other Devil Hunters."
Kat nodded, turning and sprinting away. Marcus spun his sword once before sighing.
"You chose a bad time to attack," Marcus said. "See, my family just royally pissed me off. And the love of my life scared me by making me think she had left. So you see, you're all going to die!"
He shot forward, entering his full devil mode and instantly blasting straight through the Hell Scythe, flying up at the cloud of devils with a deafening roar, the devils shooting down to meet him as he spun the sword into a scythe, rapidly and easily shredding his way through them. As he cleared the top of the cloud, the devils all swarmed outward, rolling back on themselves as they flew at him from all sides. He spun the scythe, switching it into a pair of shuriken. Then, he spun, sending the shuriken spinning through the cloud of devils in a circle around him. Then, he drew Indra and Varuna, spinning as the blades began to shred the devils as they reached him. After a moment, he flipped, a pair of giant scissors snapping closed under him before he twisted, splitting the devil up the front. He flipped again as a pair of scythes passed under him. He spun, decapitating both Hell Scythes, then flipping backward under a Bianco Angelo's lance. He hurled Varuna into the air and caught the lance's handle, flipping and slamming it into an Alto Angelo. He spun, smashing another Bianco Angelo's helmet off, then turned, driving the lance through a Hell Scythe's skull. As soon as he had, he let go of the lance, catching Varuna and spinning, a ring of water charged with lightning forming and shooting outward, frying a dozen devils. Then, he put both swords away, holding out his hands as the shuriken finally returned. He caught both, placing them together and transforming them back into his sword, just as an Alto Angelo drove its sword through his torso from the back. He spun, driving his elbow into its head and caving it in. Then, he slammed his other hand into the point of the sword, knocking it out before spinning and catching it, slashing upward with it instantly and killing a Hell Scythe.
Just as he was about to kill another, a glowing arrow made of energy passed over his shoulder, drilling through a handful of devils, one after another, then exploded, clearing a space. A moment later, Dante arrived in his full devil form, wielding Rebellion with one hand and a broadsword with a dragon-themed hilt in the other, lightning streaming along the second broadsword's blade and then along his arm to the rest of his body. Marcus hurled the Alto Angelo's sword into the cloud of devils and shifted his own sword back into a scythe just in time to begin spinning it and shredding the devils trying to swarm him. Together, he and Dante quickly and easily began to shred their way through the cloud. Finally, the devils turned tail, beginning to flee. Marcus placed his sword against his back as Dante placed both there, Ebony and Ivory appearing in Dante's hands.
"I don't think so," Dante growled as Marcus formed his pistols.
Both began to fly in a circle, firing rapidly and slaughtering them as they ran. Then, finally, they stopped, the last devils escaping into the distance. Both floated to the ground and landed beside Kat and Nero, who had his sword buried in a devil's back. He twisted it sharply, then ripped it out.
"Busy day?" Marcus asked.
"Fairly," Nero said.
Marcus looked past him at the dozen odd devil corpses still fading behind Nero, including the one at his feet. Then, he looked back at the sea of dead bodies behind him that he and Dante had left.
"Looks like it," Marcus said, turning back to Nero. "Anyway, do we know anything about exactly what's happening here?"
"Just follow the plan, and we'll be fine," Dante said.
"What plan?" Marcus asked.
"Weren't you listening at the brief this morning?" Dante asked.
"Uh, no, I was here, thinking my family abandoned me and slaughtering devils to make up for it," Marcus said.
"We left him behind in case there was an attack," Trish said. "Really Dante, pay attention."
"Oh, right," Dante said. "Okay, so, the plan's pretty simple. Mundus and the Savior are all headed for the Bermuda Triangle, and Vergil is tearing open rifts to the demon world all over the planet to buy them time. Armies of devils are pouring out of each. The world's militaries are trying to hold them back, with varying degrees of success."
"Okay," Marcus said. "So what's the plan?"
"Simple," Dante grinned. "Kill everything we can find, and then head to the Bermuda Triangle to kill Mundus and the Savior. Again."
"Um...okay," Marcus sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm going to say this as plainly as I can without flat-out insulting your intelligence. It'll take us longer to get to the next rift, than it'll take Mundus and the Savior to reach the Bermuda Triangle. Whatever they're planning to do there, they'll have done it before we've closed two of these rifts you were talking about."
"That's what we told him," Nero said. "He doesn't listen."
"Okay," Marcus groaned. "Trish, would you mind telling me the actual plan?"
"Yeah," Trish said. "Dante and Nero are going to the Bermuda Triangle to stop Mundus and the Savior. The rest of us are going to close the rifts as quickly as we can until we draw out Vergil."
"I might have another idea for that part," Kat said. "Vergil tends to respond to challenges by walking into them. His method of dealing with traps is to spring them and beat whatever wants him dead. It's how he and Dante fought Samael."
"So, what, we set a trap?" Nero asked.
"No," Marcus said. "You and Dante are still going to Bermuda. While you do, we'll work on sealing rifts. Each time we do, we'll let one devil survive to take a message to Vergil."
"What message?" Trish asked.
"I'm waiting for him in London," Marcus said.
"That's the biggest rift," Nero said. "There are at least five Class Twos there, and an army of Class Threes."
"Okay," Marcus nodded. "I'll deal with them."
"You'll be torn apart," Nero said.
"Don't drag me down to your level," Marcus snarled. "I'm not too afraid of my own power to use it the way it should be. And don't think I've forgiven you for trying to make me abandon Kat in the Demon World. I'm going to go to London, I'm going to slaughter the devils there, and I'm going to seal that rift. Then, when Vergil shows up, I'm going to tear him limb from limb."
"I'm going with you," Kat said.
"No," Marcus said. "I'm going alone."
"You'll die alone," Kat said. "I can't lose you."
Marcus grit his teeth, biting back what he wanted to say. He took a long breath before speaking.
"I'm going to fight Vergil alone, because anyone else who fights him will die," Marcus said. "I'm not losing any of my family, and I'm especially not losing you. I'll deal with London myself. Once each of you seals a rift, move on to the next. Kat, you'll be going with Trish."
"I'll be with you," Kat argued.
"It's not open for discussion!" Marcus snapped.
"You're right!" Kat agreed. "I'm going to London with you! I can't lose you any more than you are willing to lose me! I don't care what you say about it, I'm coming with you!"
He stared at her in silence before sighing, smiling in spite of himself. "Alright. Okay. Fine. You'll come with me. Lucia, Trish, Lady, you three try to handle the smaller ones, together if you need to, but be quick about it."
"We will," Trish nodded. "Be careful with London."
"How many total rifts are there currently?" Marcus asked.
"Five, not including London or here," Nero said. "There's New York, Moscow, Tokyo, Shanghai, and Paris."
"All major cities," Marcus said. "No point asking what his motive is. Okay. New York is on the way to London, so Kat and I will hit that one. Trish, you take Tokyo and Shanghai. Lucia, Moscow. Lady, Paris is yours. Anyone who finishes help Trish with her second city."
The others nodded and Marcus turned to Dante and Nero.
"Go," Marcus said. "Now."
"Hold on," Nero said. "Here. I know it's not your type but...I want you to take it. Just in case."
He held out a case and Marcus nodded, accepting the case. Once he had, Dante transformed, picking up Nero and streaking away. Marcus sighed, nodding to the others, the other three taking off. Marcus sighed. He drew Indra and Varuna, handing them to Kat before setting the case down and opening it, pulling out a sword identical to Nero's, except with dark blue where Nero's was red. He placed it against his back and sighed, sitting down against the side of a tent nearby. He rested his face in his hands, sighing.
"Are you okay?" Kat asked.
"No," Marcus said. "A little over a week ago, I was a freak of a college student. Now I'm a devil hunter, fighting a war over the entire planet against an endless flood of demons. I have a family now and I might lose them, and then...there's you. The love of my life. I'm so afraid of losing you that when I thought you left, I snapped. Even if I had died fighting those devils, I didn't care. Without you...I didn't care if I lived or died. I can't lose you, Kat."
"You won't," Kat promised, kneeling in front of him, cupping his face. "I will never leave you. And if you die, I'll come and rescue you from the Devil World again."
Marcus smiled and reached up, kissing her lightly. Then, he sighed as he pushed himself up, looking toward the city where a bloody light was beginning to shine from the streets, devils beginning to fly up from between the buildings.
"Let's get this party started."
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