Devil May Cry: Revolution

Chapter 2

Nero sat on the end of the bed in his small suite staring longingly at a picture of his lover, his Kyrie. He hated leaving her for so long but it was necessary if he was in danger. Finally he got up and threw his sword up on his back and walked out the door waving to the old man as he left and headed back down to Devil May Cry. When he reached the office he motioned to knock, but then he remembered how the doors were unlocked yesterday so he shook his head and opened the door. As expected it was unlocked but Dante's office was empty.

" That's odd... He should be here... " Nero took a step forward and a paper crinkled under his weight. He bent down and picked it up, his eyes scanning over it. It was a note from Dante

' Sorry kid I had to leave earlier then expected so make yourself at home I should be back later on. Don't answer the phone and if a lady with a gun shows up tell her I'm out for the day

~ Dante '

" What a croc... He calls me down here only to take off... " Nero strode over to Dante's desk and tossed the note on top of it. He was about to look around when the picture on the end caught his attention. He picked it up and examined it intently.

" Looks just like... Trish... "

" That's because I was made to look like her " The voice startled Nero and he jumped dropping the picture as he span around to face the voice. The woman only laughed at him " You can relax I'm not going to bite you "

" Very funny... What's with sneaking up on me like that... And what do you mean you were MADE to look like her... Who is she? "

" You'd be better off asking Dante that... " Trish picked up the picture and studied it momentarily before placing it back on Dante's desk and sitting upon it. " So Dante's out I take it "

" Yeah he left early this morning I'm just waiting for him to get back... "

" You know you're an awful long way from Fortuna Nero... what brings you here to Devil May Cry? "

" I got a note from someone and I figured Dante could help me... "

" I see. What was this note about? "

" I don't really know but Dante has it somewhere unless he took it with him... " Trish smiled getting up and started walking toward the door

" Well in any case I'm sure it's nothing for you to worry about, but you might as well make use of your time here... Maybe you can help us on a few missions. " Nero rolled his eyes and shook his head as Trish spoke then she left leaving the doors open.

" Sure.... " Nero started scanning the room. There wasn't much to Dante's office, which seemed typical for him. A drum set and a few guitars, a few couches, a desk and an old juke box. Nero slowly walked around until he finally made his way to the juke box. He ran his fingers along the detail of the old box and scanned through the songs on it. " Least his taste in music is good... " A low rumbling sound made Nero turn his head to the open doors. It was starting to rain and it looked like it would be a bad storm. He walked over to the doors and looked up at the darkening sky as the rain began to fall. Lightly at first but then it began to pour down, falling from the sky like blood from a slaughtered demon. Nero crossed his arms and watched the rain a moment longer before shutting the doors and turning back to Dante's office. He had taken no more then five steps when the doors blew open with a loud crash and thunder boomed echoing through the city and the small office. Nero looked back at the doors and cautiously made his way back looking outside to see if anyone, or anything was there. " The hell was that... " He closed the doors and locked them this time. He turned around yet again but this time he found that he wasn't alone. Someone was sitting at Dante's desk, soaking wet. His hair was the same colour as Nero's own but it covered his eyes and a good portion of his face. Water dripped down and ran along his expressionless face. " How'd you get in here? " Nero questioned. The man did not answer, he didn't even move. He just sat there with his feet draped across the desk as Dante would have when he was home. " Silent type huh? Well that's.. annoying... " Nero looked at this man carefully, studying him. He wore a blue coat with an intricate design up one side of it. Underneath was a black vest of sorts followed by his dark pants and knee high brown boots. Suddenly the man lifted his head and revealed a face that looked identical to Dante's. " Dante? "