Devil May Cry: Revolution

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"This is ridiculous." Dante huffed in irritation as he tossed a book on the table, startling Nero out of his own book. "Once again, I'm not finding ANYTHING." He shoved the book down to the other side of the table towards Vergil. "YOU read it."

Vergil simply reached out and caught the book before it could hit the floor, his eyes never leaving his own book. "Need I remind you of the courtesy you are presently /lacking/ while in this establishment Dante?"

"Just read the book. I'm getting headache just looking at it." Dante sighed in frustration. "....Anyone else get the feeling we've done this before?"

"Honestly Dante." Vergil closed his book and huffed, looking to his little brother and ignoring his question. "HOW do you EVER get anything done without researching it first?"

"It's simple." Dante propped himself back in the chair, feet draped over the table in front of him as he usually did back at Devil May Cry. "I learn on the fly."

"Imbecile..."

"At least I didn't lose my coat on a train."

"We've been over this; I left it AND my scarf in a library last year." Vergil growled and closed another book forcefully, his bare arms exposing the tension he now held in his muscles beneath his black vest. "And that was AFTER your little stunt."

"So why didn't you go back and get them?"

"There was nothing to go back /to/, you fool!"

"Seriously?" Night gestured with his hands again and looked between Dante and Vergil. "You guys can't be ANYWHERE without fighting? Not even a LIBRARY?" He shook his head, rolling his eyes and returning to his own book when Dante just chuffed in response.

"How does this work anyways?" Dante looked to Night and then Nero.

Nero paused mid-sentence in his book and looked to Dante. "...How does what work?"

"This." Dante gestured to the Order's symbol on the wall with his head. "Your leader and officials are dead. How is the Order still around?"

Nero shrugged. "Someone stepped up and took over." He sighed when Dante made a face at him like the hunter wanted a better explanation. "Sanctus and most of the officials are dead but the Order is all the city has known for years."

"So?"

"So." Nero huffed. "Someone stepped up to pick up the pieces."

"What Nero's NOT saying is that TECHNICALLY he was made an official in charge of his own unit when the new leader stepped up." Night commented.

"Yeah." Nero made a face at Night like he were telling him to shut up. "A unit that YOU are technically a part of Night."

"You work FOR Nero?" Dante snarked in amusement. "Ha!"

"No, I work WITH Nero." Night waved him off. "He's not an official anymore."

"No?" Dante looked to Nero for an answer. "What gives?"

"I guess you could say I demoted myself." Nero huffed, turning his attention back to his book in an attempt to remove himself from the conversation now.

"Why would you do that?" Dante squinted. "You could do a lot of good with that kinda power."

"I didn't want it." Nero rubbed his right arm out of habit before he looked back to the red clad hunter. "I'm no leader. All I wanted to do was make sure everyone was safe; that Kyrie was safe." He sat back in his seat for a moment. "I can do that as Knight. I don't need to be an official."

"And THAT'S why they initiated the Senior Knights program." Night snorted. "Nero is pretty much the ONLY Senior Knight that's left so all the newbies, like me, look to /him/ for answers." He smirks at Nero's glare. "Technically I'm his 'protégé' but he calls me his partner."

"You ARE my partner."

"So much for the Lone Wolf."

"Shut up."

"I believe I've found something." Vergil's comment pulled everyone's attention to his end of the table as he laid a book out in front of them and motioned to the symbol Cassandra had spoken of earlier. "This symbol has appeared at least twice in this book." He glared at Dante for a moment. "How you managed to miss it is beyond me but here it is." Vergil pointed to the words on the pages as he spoke. "The Underworld Order of the Black Web was the original name of the cult at the time of its inception thirty years ago. Since then it has become the Black Web Covenant; a religious cult that practises under the laws of the Underworld."

"How would they know about the laws of the Underworld?" Dante flipped to the other page where Vergil had noted the other instance of the symbol.

"I assume this is where the demon comes into play." Again Vergil pointed to the words on the page. "They work through their leader called a Channeler who somehow 'channels' the Underworld through some form of magic."

"The demon."

"My thoughts exactly. The book goes on to say that through this Channeler they receive all kinds of information from which to base their OWN laws, but they had never coordinated attacks like this before." Vergil leaned back and sighed in irritation at this. "So it would appear that whomever this Channeler is now has summoned a demon they are using to turn this cult of his into a very dangerous weapon." He lets his arm fall back to the table. "The only problem is finding out who and what they have summoned and dealing with it before they can make matters worse."

"Just got a text from Cassandra." Night suddenly pocketed his phone and started packing up, the young Order Knight heading to the door with Nero. "The guy she wants us to meet is in town now; she's waiting for us at the Inn to meet with him."

"Great." Dante was probably a little more visibly excited to leave than he meant to be when he got up and started for the door. "Let's rock!"

"Contain your enthusiasm Dante." Vergil rolled his eyes, collecting his things and following after him. "Idiot."

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Catch the rest of this chapter in the sequel story, Devil May Cry: Restitution.