Devil May Cry: Revolution

Chapter 13

" I'm about to make your life hell on Earth and when I'm done, you'll be begging me to end it..." Memphis growled in ire. He slowly circled the half devil's with a crazed look in his eyes making Dante swallow hard. The heat from the fires lit all around them made the demons sweat beneath their leather jackets, the salty liquid burning their eyes as it rolled down their faces. Memphis let out low deep throated growls the whole time he paced around making him look that much more psychotic. Dante couldn't help but growl a bit in return as he paced in the opposite direction of the enraged demon king. Finally Dante lunged at the dark haired one aiming a charged shot from the gun in his hand right for the kings head. Memphis simply side stepped him, grabbed his arm and tossed him over his shoulder into a statue behind him making the rock break apart and scatter all over the place.

" Ughh... Shoulda seen that coming... " Dante rolled over and spat off to the side before shaking his head free of the dust and debris from the statue he'd just collided with. The demon king merely turned his head with an icy glare still ever present in his orbs.

" Still want to fight half breed? "

" Course I do.. That was just a lucky shot... " Dante staggered up and cracked his neck before striding back into battle. " Alright Tennessee, round two. " Dante got into a fighting stance after tossing the gun to the side now realizing it wasn't going to do him much good at this point. Memphis was far too fast for him to shoot at.

" Tennessee... " Memphis hissed. " That's a good one, you think that up yourself kiddo? " The kings attention was immediately pulled to the sound of snickering behind him somewhere. He whipped his head around with a furious snarl on his face and barked angrily. " Summit, you either shut that mouth of yours or I'm gonna tear out your tongue and watch you eat it..! "

" Heh, sorry Tenn-.. Err, I mean Memphis... " Summit clasped his hands over his mouth to silence his laughter. The king huffed with a growl and turned his attention back to Dante just in time to sidestep his fist aimed to collide with his face.

" Huh... " Dante's eyes widened as Memphis suddenly lurched forward grabbing the back of his head as he smashed it against his own making the half devil hunter stagger backwards holding his head. He could feel the hot red liquid run down his face, mingling with his salty sweat as he wiped it from his eyes. That was the last straw for the hunter. He quickly charged towards Memphis, jumped in the air and planted his foot right in the center of his chest making the king howl in pain as his body was sent flying back a good twenty feet. Just like Summit, he spat out a mouthful of the black molasses coloured life coursing through his body. The sight of this made Dante stop rather stupefied for a moment.

" W-what the? " He looked closely at the black river pouring down Memphis' face as he rose to his feet. " The hell is that? "

" His chest Dante! " Nero broke in shocking him out of his thoughts. " You have to aim for the center of his chest! "

" Why the hell do I have to do that?! " Dante yelled back.

" Just trust me! "

" You're better off listening to the kid... " Memphis growled. Dante whipped his head around to face the man that now stood behind him only to find himself on the receiving end of Memphis' forearm making him skid across the ground before he flipped over and landed on his side shattering another stone figure with the severity of his fall. He could feel the bones in his chest bend, snap and splinter with the impact sending splinters of his ribs all through the crimson meat of his torso. He could feel the tiny needle like bone shards piercing his lungs making the life's blood pour out of his mouth when he rolled over to prop himself up. Just before Dante had time to fully react to the first blow Memphis lunged at him again, aiming to crush his skull this time. Dante however quickly rolled back and spring boarded off the ground landing on his feet a good distance from the king.