Devil May Cry ~ Fill Your Dark Soul With Light ~ {Dante x Reader}

Chapter 2: Demon's Gates of Hell

A few weeks passed and you and Dante are getting along just fine. ...kinda. The Devil hunter was not so bad to talk to even though you wish you could voice out. However he promised to find what your looking for. Your voice.

You'd never expected someone you had just met to take such an interest in you - to care for your well being the way that Dante, did.

So which means that you two are riding partners for life.

A man who introduce himself name J.D. Morrison greets you. He was the one who brings Dante most of his job requests. He got you a sign language book to read, that way it's easier to communicate with Dante, until you find  your voice.

You're both are demon hunters and Dante did all the work alone while you try to clean up the mess he made. A whole box of pizza he ordered and you had to come up with a way to make food for you and him.

You are studying all day long reading how to sign. You won't have to worry about wasting paper while throwing them to the garbage.

You heard the door slam that Dante has came back from another hunt.

"I see someone's comfortable," Dante's voice filled the room and you glanced up as the sound of the door shut behind him. He walked towards you placing a box of pizza onto the desk. The pizza joint down the street must have not wanted to deliver in the storm and Dante had for once gotten up to get it himself.

'I've been cooped up in this for quite a while. I should be able to fight.' you make hand signs.  'I should be able to equip some gear.'

Dante smirks. "You sure improve your sign language. Very good. And you're a fast learner, babe." you feel praised by him. "Maybe one day you'll make a sign with a heart next time if you have a thing for me." he added.

You roll your eyes and shut your book with a slam and stood up putting on your jacket on and head out the shop.

Dante followed after you towards a quiet street, you might as well find another weaponry shop that's strong for your taste. He remained silent and every so often his eyes would flicker towards you and he'd raise a curious brow in interest. Eventually you fell silent and then met up with the chubby guy smoking.

"Enzo..." Dante grumbles.

"Dante!" Enzo perks up. "Long time no see, who's this chick? You're girlfriend? You owe me money pal, wait scratch that- I don't work for ya. We terminated our partnership remember? you've already gotten Morrison tah help ya. So scram!"

Dante scoffs and cross his arms. "You don't need to remind me just because I didn't pay you enough. But I didn't came to pay a visit an old friend. You see this girl?" he jab his thumb at you. "She needs some assistant to see Rodin and discussed business."

Enzo laughs. "Ha! She needs help?! Well what she gonna do huh?"

Suddenly you thew a bunch of coins in his face which shocks him and when he looks up to your cold eyes he felt like he's gonna be melting like a sad ice cream puddle.

Dante smirks. "Exactly what she's doing? Better start giving her what she wants or she's gonna beat the crap out of you."

Enzo started to whimper and accept defeat. "O-okay, I'll take you to Rodin, just don't hurt me!"

That was too easy to persuade him. Him scared shirt-less and he lend you to the dark door way. The room is dark. Smaller on the outside but bigger on the inside

The Bar where all half-bloods would ask for any supernatural to take out monsters rather its demons angels or the ghouls.

The Gate's of Hell