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D.M.C. Devil May Cry AU: Mission 2

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MISSION 2
[Pizza Party]

Sonny's Pizzeria 6:53 p.m

The ringing bell positioned above the door of the rather drab looking pizzeria alerted everyone inside of Dante's presence. A cheesy grin across his face as the smell of his favorite delicacy filled his nostrils.

"No, not today Dante," declaimed the pizzeria owner marching towards the door while wiping his hands on his tomato sauce stained shirt.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute Sonny." Dante reached into his back pocket and pulling out a crisp twenty dollar bill, "Mr. Jackson says hi."

Sonny stroked his moustache shaking his head and sighed, "So? That's still not enough to cover the ridiculous tab you've already got. I've let you slide enough Dante. Not today."

"That's why Mr. Jackson brought one of his buddies along, Mr. Benjamin." Emerging from behind the twenty were bigger bills Dante fanned out in his hands, still wearing the cheesy grin now complimenting his proud, eager eyes.

"Picked up quite a reward on my latest bounty."

Sonny reached abruptly towards the fan of bills and took a small handful.

"Hey! Sonny, that's probably more than what I owe you on my tab man!"

"It's interest, Dante. You're lucky I like you because you're one of the few customers I even allow to build up such a tab," said Sonny pocketing the money and returning behind the counter.

Dante sighed crossing his arms, "Fine. You do make amazing pizza after all, so I guess that'll suffice." Sonny gave Dante a thumbs-up and motioned to his staff to get to work in the kitchen. "Hey Sonny, fetch me one of those new Virility sodas while you're at it."

From behind the counter Sonny reached over in to a small freezer and pulled out a soda bottle with carbonated blue liquid inside. Dante snatched it up with ease when Sonny tossed the soft drink over the counter, popping the top open within seconds. Lifting the drink towards the ceiling, he stared at the bubbling formula on the inside, the bright lights casting a wavy, colorful shadow on his face. "This stuff can't be good for you. Oh well, bottoms up."

As the bottle reached his lips, a loud startling bang is heard, the drink exploding before Dante could even take a sip.

"WHOA! What the flock?!" Dante's eyes frantically begin to scan the room and his body, "Well shit! You spilled soda all over my brand new shirt!" Across the room was a lean demon wearing denim pants and a leather vest, gray skin and one broken horn protruding from his head. He was holding a handgun nearly the size of his head, its sights set on Dante.

"That shirt won't be the only thing dirty if you make me scatter your brains on the wall. You're coming with me," the demon conveyed in an angry tone.

"Uh-oh. Stranger danger. I was always told not to go anywhere with strange lookin' folk."

"I'm not asking, Dante."

"Why don't you try saying please? Then maybe I'll consider it," Dante smirked. The demon was growing more irritated with each passing second.

"You really want to fucking die don-" The demonic being was suddenly interrupted by a loud bang coming from the pizza peel being slammed on the counter by an angry Sonny.

"IF YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE A PISSING CONTEST THEN DON'T DO IT IN MY GODDAMN SHOP! WE ARE TRYING TO RUN A BUSINESS HERE!"

Dante and the demon both stared wide eyed at each other, then towards the vicious pizzeria owner. Nodding, the two adversaries quietly followed the man's order in mutual action, calmly carrying their bout outside.
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Streets of Mallet 7:10 p.m.

The chilly night air gave Dante goose bumps as he and his newfound opponent stepped out on to the cobblestone streets of Mallet. It was decorated with nearly run down shops and buildings, illuminated by foggy lamp light; the kind of neighborhood where these kinds of altercations were quite the norm. Many times Dante found himself on the end of a gun from the unlucky bums and addicts who attempted to mug the only cambion in town. This situation was a little different, but Dante confidently thought the result would be the same.

Dante reached from behind his coat pulling out his two trusty firearms, Ebony and Ivory, "I hope you have a very good reason for interrupting me, and my date with pizza."

The demon with his handgun still directed at Dante, spat distastefully at Dante's attempt to intimidate, "You humans need to learn your place. You can't expect to fuck with our gang and get away with it. Barbariccia sends his regards."

"Ooooohhh, so you've come to get some revenge on me for throwing Barbie in the joint yesterday." A little giggle escaped Dante listening to the demon's retort. He raised Ebony and Ivory, dual sights aimed directly at the demon's head, "I'll give you a choice. Either get to steppin', or I'll kick your ass."

The demon cocked the handgun and let out a loud whistle. Within seconds, the pitch black darkness at the end of the street lit up with multiple single-set headlights that were now quickly approaching, the guttural, crackling sounds of motorcycles getting louder and louder. The demons all wore similar leather outfits with various weapons in hand such as guns, machetes, and other random blunt objects. There were at least eight bikes now joining his original foe, parked neatly in a line on both sides, now crowding the street. "You were saying, Dante?"

Dante just smiled as he adjusted his guns in his hands for more comfort, "Either you get to steppin', or I kick ALL your asses!"

Without any warning, the demons went on the attack. The one horned demon that originally confronted him fired a shot that made Dante quickly spring left. Responding with his own gunfire, Dante's precision shooting hit both the gun, and the hand wielding it. The demon howled in pain as he gripped his bleeding hand. Two other demons with machetes came around with horizontal strikes at Dante's head. He dropped to the floor and fired two more shots upwards in his attacker's equipped hands. After doing a backwards roll on the ground, he positioned himself upright and released a barrage of bullets. All of his enemies now were bleeding, each with their own non-lethal exit wounds given to them from the skilled gunslinger.

Dante's crossed his arms slightly as he fixed the smoking barrels of Ebony and Ivory back on to his attackers, "Alright, since you demon scum aren't gonna back down, here's a new proposition—hospital, or cemetery?"


"............I'd prefer...hospital," whimpered one of the demons now on his knees due to the pain. The one horned demon looked angry and disgusted, "What the fuck is wrong with you?! And you call yourself a demon?!"

Dante let his guns drop as he gripped his stomach due to the giggling. Collecting his composure, he adjusted his red coat back neatly on his shoulders aiming his guns once more, "Maybe you should let him be the leader bro. He actually seems like the smart guy."


The one horned demon glared at Dante as he picked up his handgun; however, he quickly turned the weapon towards his cowardly ally's cranium. The loud bang startled Dante. A portion of the cobblestone street was now painted red with demonic brain matter. The other demons looked just as shocked at their leader's sudden ruthless decision.

Analyzing the scene in anger, Dante's hands grasped the handles even tighter, "This whole thing was about avenging one of your brothers, yet you were so quick to sacrifice your friend like that.......You really are demon scum."

Far down the road, more thunderous motorcycle sounds could be heard heading their way. The one horned demon looked in the direction of the reinforcements and smiled. Turning back towards Dante, he spoke through his monstrous grin, "I'd be worried more about my own head if I were you."
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Nice, Chance! You updated!

The scene in the pizza parlor was rather nice and Dante finally paid for one of his debts! Then a demon spoiled it all!

Nice fight scene there between Dante and the demon motorcycle gang. Reminds me of ep 2 of the DMC anime!

And what an ending!

Keep writing, Chance!