I downloaded a demon?!

Rose colored glasses (not)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN DEVIL MAY CRY OR IT’S CHARACTERS! JUST MY OC’S.

Recap: Once we got into the house though, those plans went down the fucking drain. Cause there was Claude sitting at the kitchen table with his hands weaving tunes around the Theremin, a sad nostalgic smile on his face. “Ah Josslyn, so glad you could come.” He said with a wide closed mouth smile.

Okay, that last sentence made no sense, but I’m sure scattering Claude’s face onto the walls with Samh will. I had the shotgun devil arm out and pointed at his face as Dee appeared beside him with Hallow in hand. Claude paused in mild shock at Dee and then back at me. “I knew that you were turned into a half demon, but I didn’t know you had this power.” He waved his hands around the Theremin to make a few dramatic wavy noises. “A whole bodied doppelganger, quite… interesting.”

Dee raised the corner of his mouth in annoyance and disgust. “Doppelganger my ass, I’m the real deal bitch.” He growled darkly and started pulling the trigger. Claude stared at him wide eyed and stopped moving his hands. Dee smiled wildly as I started to inch towards the hallway. “Now then, where’s the old lady?”

I turned to go down the hallway and head for my room when Claude was standing in front of me. I twisted and brought Samh up in an attempt to cut him, but he wasn’t there anymore. “Well my, my.” He said, I turned to see him back at the table looking at Dee as he attempted to touch him more. “An actual sentient doppelganger with it’s own personality.” Claude turned to me and nodded approvingly. “You are indeed a special case.”

Was that a compliment or am I just being slow enough to take it as an insult? “Dee, mid-”

“No need to activate any other power.” Claude said from behind me. I turned and slashed at him, but he stopped the blade with a single finger. “I’m actually here with a definite offer to help you.”

“STAY AWAY FROM THE MIRRORS!” Dee shouts as he attempts to smash the one on the opposite wall above the bar. The kitchen layout was odd, there was a passage way in the middle of a dividing wall that separated the front door entrance for a short bit. On the other side of the entrance is a large bar/storage area/extra seating space. On either side of that wall was a mirror of different sizes, because the sunlight would come in and reflect into the kitchen. Wait, if Claude could travel through mirrors.

“DON’T BREAK IT THEN DUMBASS!” I yelled back and jumped away from the demon at hand. Dee paused in mid swing and stumbled slightly into the bar, demon or not physics applied, I think. Lot of impossible shit has happened, so you never know. “Multiple points of entry and exit, besides he could just use reflections instead of mirrors.”

“Oh no, I require mirrors.” Claude announced as he leaned up against the wall behind him, guarding the hallway to my room. “After all, mirrors are key tools to illusions, and that dear Josslyn, is my ability. But I am not here for a fight.”

Dee was the one to snort, I simply rolled my eyes. “Right, and I’m straight as an arrow.” I retort as Dee launches forward with a manic smile as he attempts to cut Claude to pieces.

“You seem to forget that arrows bend, even if to the slightest degree.” Claude said as he simply disappeared and reappeared in front of the fireplace. Okay, mental note of mirrors…. Too many to count. “I am here to offer up my services to you both.”

I looked at Dee and he simply shrugged his shoulders. “Go get Grandpa’s joke.” He nodded and in a flash he was back holding the trisecting holsters by the leather straps.

Claude chuckled. “Oh yes, Love, War and the unbeatable Fair. Quite the joke Step-” I shot him in the foot to shut him up, he stumbled as the appendage disappeared and seemed slightly pained.