The Countess and The Demon (Resident Evil X Devil May Cry)

Chapter 5: A Crazy Party

Laughter.

The one thing Heisenberg never expected. As Dante started laughing, impaled to the wall in several places, everyone turned around, horrified. As they watched, he looked up at them, no sense of pain or anger in his eyes, only amusement, as he slowly pushed himself off the wall, landing on his feet. "Cute party trick, grease rat," he said, pulling the fence posts out of his legs, tearing apart the flesh that healed almost instantly. "How the fuck are you still alive?" Heisenberg asked, taking a step back, shifting his hammer nervously. "Well, that's for me to know, and you to wonder, isn't it? Adds to the mystery," he said, pulling 3 of the fence posts out of his arms and chest, stepping forward. "Now, you've got 2 choices. Either I turn you into a snowboard and ride you down this hill until you're just a red stain on my boots, or you can man up and apologize for ruining my coat," he continued, slowly pulling the last fence post out, which had gone clear through his heart. "And just why would I apolog-AAAAAAAAAAAGH!" he didn't get a chance to finish his sentence before Dante drew Ivory and fired 3 rounds into his chest. The bullets tore clean through, leaving holes the size of quarters, but due to being a mutant, Heisenberg's wounds were already closing, but that didn't mean they didn't hurt like hell. The Ladies watched, both intrigued and horrified, not sure what to do. Eventually, Dante offered Heisenberg a hand up. "You owe me a new coat," he whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. When Heisenberg was finally on his feet, fully healed from his wounds, Dante swung, in a full backhand, sending him skidding face first into one of the walls surrounding the vineyard. "And that's for impaling me to a fucking wall, dumbass," he called, now some 20 feet away. Eventually, Heisenberg stood up, apologizing. "OK, fine, I'm sorry about your fucking coat, now can you quit smacking me around like a punching bag? It's starting to get annoying!" Heisenberg said, rubbing his jaw. Whoever this guy is, he's definitely not human. And not a mutant, either... what the fuck are you, Dante? The 3 lords thought, almost simultaneously. He'd just made the strongest of all the lords look like a little bitch without even breaking a sweat. If they didn't know it before, they knew it now: this guy is not someone to fuck with, and he does not take kindly to having his coat ruined. "That's more like it," Dante said, holstering his gun. "Now, this little uprising, where do we start?" He said, clasping his hands together. Heisenberg started to say something, but then they all heard something: gunshots, followed by the sounds of an older man yelling, coming from the village. Dante looked at the 3 lords, who merely shrugged. He turned towards the village, breaking into a sprint. Even Lady Dimitrescu, who was taller than the others, had a hard time keeping up with him. Eventually, they heard an explosion and started heading towards it.

When they finally arrived, the scene before them was an absolute massacre. Before them was a house with a wall blown out and within, the corpses of over 20 lycans. They found Dante leaning over the corpse of an elderly man, a large 8 guage double barrel shotgun in his lap. Slowly, Dante closed the man's eyes, whispering a prayer and taking the shotgun. "Old man went out fighting... I can respect a warrior, even at his end. But this, however," he said, holding up the shotgun, "still has a long life ahead of it." When he tried to eject the spent shells, the handle broke off. "Ah, we- well. What's this?" He asked, reaching towards something behind the old man. He pulled out a heavily damaged grenade launcher. The barrel and firing mechanism were damaged beyond repair, but the frame was still intact and resembled that of the shotgun he'd just picked up. "Hmm, this gives me an idea," he said, showing a mischievous grin. He leaned in, whispering something to Heisenberg, whose face went from calculating to realization and finally to having the same batshit insane look in his eyes that Dante had. He nodded eagerly, eyeing the shotgun and grenade launcher like a kid would something he'd just won at an arcade. "Ladies, I ask that you two return to the castle. Karl and I have a playdate at the factory, but rest assured, you'll see what we've got cooking soon enough." Dante said before grabbing the grenade launcher and shotgun and running towards the factory, with Heisenberg at his heels, laughing like a mad scientist. Lady Dimitrescu and Donna just looked at each other before shrugging and turning towards the castle.