We are the Pokémon, and we don't need you anymore. What started as an act of revenge, something so simple as getting back at the people that killed our trainer, became so much more than that...and now what? Well, now...we are leading a rebellion. [Book 1 in the We Are The Pokémon series]

This Dmc fanfic is dedicated to all fellow dmc fanfic writers out there! I want to thank you all for making such awesome stories about Dante and the Dmc characters, and the best way to thank was to well, just write another fanfic! (oh, the irony!) Living with Dante would seem easy at first thought. After all, all he did was eat pizzas, turn down lousy calls with no password, and bicker with a ten-year old Patty Lowell. But it turns out, living with him is like hell itself. Maybe if you were just a stranger, looking for a job at Devil May Cry, or simply a place to stay, then living with Dante wouldn't seem so bad. But how bad would it be, if you were someone from another world, with the same face? How would it be if you were tortured by Devil May Cry fans, and forced to cosplay into Dante's twin, and end up being mistaken to be Vergil -by Dante himself? How would things turns out, if you were stuck in another parallel world, as Vergil, while you killed demons when all you have done before this was... drink and have fun? Such is the story of Damon Kries. Such is the story of the man cursed to Living With Dante.

Ever wondered what the Avengers tell each other when they're not on duty? Whatever the heck this is. Thanks for 1M! Bucks and kisses, CaptainUSA