Part 1;
With a calm over the other realms. Dante took this precious time to seek on his own internal conflicts. That being the resonating force within his soul trying to escape. Diablo had to be dealt with before things reached dangerous heights. He had held it in well, though his outer shell was cracking. He often spend his time drinking himself into a frenzy. Lost in thoughts and searching for a way to rid himself of damnation. And through all of it, only one option seemed viable upon his thoughts. Yamato, the legendary and renowned sword his father, passed down to his older deceased brother Vergil. Through the years of battle and constant shifts in power. The sword had gotten lost in the times. But Dante had remembered long ago, that Vergil used Yamato to separate himself from his demon side as a form of resurrection. Dante sought this sword, for he thought it could be perhaps the key he needed to save himself and those around him.
Taking his return to the mortal realm, Dante had followed some old trails and sought old contacts seeking information on the lost Sword. Annoyed at himself that he lost it, thought with Dante. Nothing ever seemed to go his way. Lady Luck was perhaps his only true adversary, and she always kicked his ass more often than not. A chance meeting with an old friend, spoke that a opposing force, said to be demon was stock piling weapons and armaments. Having already ran into Belial, Dante knew to be extra careful. And when he heard of his new little demon force making the rounds. He instantly thought of such. But that was never Belial's playbook, as he choose to be more secret and behind the scenes. This had to be something different. Little did Dante know it was much worse than he had feared.
Diablo's faint and foreboding reincarnation attempt through Dante was unleashing hells forces in waves like a small trickling effect. Even the slumbering evils were one by one awakened, all itching and clawing to regain their powerful brother for a triumph return. If Dante failed, the mortal realm would fall in no time, the true depths of the burning hells would come alive. It was once again a save the world feeling. Dante had given up on saving the world gig, retired some could say. But, once again it pulled him right back, literally, as his own body was on the line to prevent such. He downed the last whiskey at the bar from talking to his old contact and felt a faint chill in the air. One might not notice, but it was odd for the temperature to drop so sudden when it was a hot summer night. "guess, it took you guys long enough..."
-Dante could feel a silence in the hole in the wall bar, as a few men stood up from the table, instantly jumping at Dante who dashed to the side as the bat stool flipped up in the air. The ringing sound of gunshots filled the room, and shell casings hit the floor to a clinking sound. The stool finally landed back down perfectly, each of the men had holes the size of baseballs stuck in them from one of Dantes revered sidearms, The Silver Ivory shined even in the dim bar as Dante clicked the ring hammer back one more time; "suppose you could all go for another round hey?" -Dante spoke as the bartender ducked down and what few people where there took off running out the door. Dante's contact, Morrison, stayed back watching the scene unfold.
The three men seemingly stood there before their bodies busted open in a flashing spray of blood and guts. Growing immensely in size, Dante had never seen these kind of demons before. They were grotesque and bloated, their flesh stapled together and rotting, as the smell filled the room instantly. Dante grabbed Morrison and the both of them went over the bar counter. "Dante...those ...demons.." -Dante watched them began to slowly move toward, as he could hardly breath from the toxic air, just their presence made it impossible to breath. Dante aimed Ivory once more and fired putting holes into their nasty bodies but each time he did so it released more toxic gas. The room was filling and while Dante would be fine, Morrison and the Bartender could not survive in this. Dante stopped firing and turned around behind. "You two get down!" -Dante had the bartender and Morrison get down low, as Dante began to grab bottle after bottle of liqour slinging it back at them; "this ones on the house boys!" -He then pulled a metal lighter from his coat and ran it aross his chest as it struck on and he tossed it across the side of the bar igniting the ghastly beasts as they screamed and squealed. The toxic stench of them finally subsided as it was replaced with burning flesh, maybe not a great trade but it allowed for Morrison and the Bar tender to get out of there. The demons burned and finally rotted into nothingness.
As Dante gazed at the burning bar now, as Morrision was making calls on his cell. "Dante ...thats the first time I ever seen you spooked...thats got me worried..." -He looked to Morrison; "yeah...I never seem them before...they looked very ancient...and thats not a good sign" -Morrison sighed; "this is about finding Yamato isnt it? you really think this plan of yours will work?" -Dante headed for his bike parked on the other side of the street; "its only the plan I got...thanks for the intel Morrison...I owe you one" -Dante got on his bike and headed straight for the location of this so called "demon stockpile", as he revved the bike up and it roared loudly. Dante twisted the throttle and took off as the bike raised up on its bike wheel before resting down after a long stretch. He could already begin to feel the world changing, the evils were here, their influence was already spreading. First Belial, and he was pretty sure when he found this place, he would wander upon another. Time was running out and faster than he thought.
Part 2; A Rough Start
As the night crept on, Dante's uneasy drew even more. He began to become pissed at himself. He never felt like this, not since his younger days. He was always the cool and calm, never flinch. Nerves of steel. But everything about this night felt wrong. The spidey sense was tingling beyond extreme. Like that gut feeling a cop gets a week before retirement cliche but even more to the extreme. His heart was actually racing. Though he had to admit. He did like the feeling somewhat. A party just around the corner. One he might not actually walk away from. Course, he couldnt think like that anymore.
Dante stopped just a mile from the location Morrison had given him. Should he call for backup? There were people that cared for Dante. More so than ever before. His duties, everything he had gained. He was being reckless again. Diablo was causing it this way. Causing him to go in guns blazing like he always did. He was doubting himself?!. As he stood there along the street with Cavaliere still purring beneath him. Dante slapped his face for a second; "snap outta of it...focus...damnit.." -The place that Morrison revealed was a place Dante was somewhat familiar with. It was the small rural town of deadwood. A place far in the hills. A nice homey and small town atmosphere during the day with a long family established history. Course there was just a tiny small asterisk to that family history
It was a vampire established town. Which gave Dante even more confusion. Why would Demons be holding up in a vampire operated town stock piling devil arms? Questions that Dante just didnt have time to answer. Because regardless of what he thought, he could feel something was here alright. Something powerful. But it was hidden. "Yamato?..." -He took a deep breath and then stepped off the bike, unclicking a compartment along the side. Dante grabbed his trusty double barrel shotgun Coyote and took his long crimson coat off placing it over Cavaliere before walking off as the coat and his bike vanished in thin air.
-The old Voladaren estate was the location. How fitting, while the place looked abandoned and untouched it was often the main nest of the vampires that resided here. "suppose I could just knock?..." -He joked to himself before suddenly seeing movement down the street. Two young girls seemingly just standing there. He narrowed his eyes seeing beyond and he quickly tell somewhat was a foot. It was then his eyes raised up with a man appeared out a small house behind them yelling at them. The man was a bearded, older gentleman, yelling at them russian dialect that Dante quickly picked up on and realized who that man was.
"well well....little rat bastard Augie Blatz" -Blatz was a demon, who served in servicing other species, from guns, drugs, human trafficking whatever. That scum could get it. As Dante moved swiftly through across the street. One of the girls felt Dante behind her as Dante put his finger to his lips. "get your stupid asses in here....before you get eaten..oh shit.." -Blatz moved out to see Dante, and then instantly tried to run as Dante grabbed a cinderblock and chucked it at his head knocking him down. Blatz of course was a little slow in his days struggling to get up. Dante grabbed him his his collar and dragged up off the floor into the small house; "well well...look what I found...what a chance meeting you here.." -Augie put his hands up; "Please Dante..I have money....I have..women...anything" -Dante gazed at the women before grabbing one by the neck for a second seeing her bite marks; "feeding them off to the vampires...why?" -Dante questioned; "actually you know what...I dont have time for this...why dont we find out ..YOU coming with me"
-Dante grabbed Blatz and headed to the west side of the estate where a black metal door stood. Dante pulled out his gun Ivory and keeping Blatz hold he pushed him to the door; "go on..." -He knocked speaking in vampire dialect. The door opened as a guard answered only to get blasted into pieces as Dante pushed through using Blatz as a shield for fun. The vampires opened fire upon him as he screamed; "fuck!! PLEASE!!..." -Dante then pushed Blatzs down and fired back with both guns dropping the vamps as he grabbed Blatz again; "what ...please...I got you in...." -Dante smirked and pulled him along; "where is it?" -Dante asked as he turned a corner only to push Blatz to the side as three more vampires jumped Dante;
-Easily dispatching them with a kick to one and a gunshot to the head and the other two he blocked and grabbed one leg from the other sending it into one finishing one with a headshot then grabbed the other fired in his chest and in a wild burst of blood of guts. Dante pulled Ebony from out the mans chest exploding his body across the wall as he aimed the gun back at Augie who fell back terrified; "i..its...the Cellar.." -Dante grabbed Augie and headed out into a massive foyer, and before he could speak. Suddenly the entire room lit up as lights drew upon him.
-Staring down at an entire vampire coven, there had to be hundreds of them all standing along the next story balconies looking down below as he then heard laughter. "My oh my....and here I thought we had a little pest problem...but we got a much bigger prize.." -Standing high up in the crowds of vampires she stood. Her blood red hair stuck out like a sore thumb as she towered the others. The Queen Voladaren, A very old and very powerful vampire. Though, nothing made sense. Dante could very well feel something here. But it was all vampires. Was his just a wild goose chase? Though it seemed that Augie knew something, or perhaps he was leading him into this trap; "Mind telling me what you are doing here Sparda before I unleash hell upon your soul and drain every drop of blood of which you have..." -She called out in annoyance;
"are you keeping Devil Arms stockpiled or not?" -Dante cut to the chase, that made her seemingly raise a brow; "what in the hell are you talking about...we have been minding our own business for some time..so NO..." -Dante took a deep breath and grabbed Blatz and stepped back; "well then we shall be on our way" -Dante smoothly tried to back away; "heh...I dont think so.." -She revealed a small switch, that soon collapsed walls around the area then in a flash the whole floor seemingly emptied like a massive trap door into a dark abyss. Dante heard Blatz screaming as, he flew straight head first tryin to see what was blew. Dante then shifted himself to land on his feet, which he did, but all the debris and furniture from above followed right along collapsing upon him in a vast motion of darkness. Dante felt himself fall to the ground hard as objects rained down on him putting him right out cold;
Part 3; Azmodan Rising
-The bright flames all around, the heat on his face as his little blue eyes could barely see. "mommy!" -he screamed out running into the large living room, only for a fiery collapse to bring the little boy off his feet. He gazed outward seeing her. Draped in beautiful red robes she ran to him picking him up off the ground in a panic. Her long blonde locks in a mess as her matching ocean blue eyes in tears. "Dante!" -she held him close and then too off toward a large closet as she opened it and helped inside; "Dante baby you must listen to me...you need to hide here...no matter what happens you must not leave" -She kissed him on the forehead as she gazed upon her son weakly; "I have to find your brother...I promise ill be back....I know this hard....be a big boy...a man "
-She slowly closed them as Dante reached his hand out faintly; "If ..I dont return you must run....by yourself....alone....change your name..forget your past and start a new life..." -She closed it, turning around taking off down the long hall. "VERGIL! WHERE ARE YOU VERGIL! -The fires grew larger, and the screams of Eva followed. And that was the last time he ever heard his mother. The flames erupted all around. As the Sparda estate crumbled. Dante's eyes shot open in a wide panic gazing in the cold darkness of where he had been dumped from earlier;
-It was cold, and wet, his wounds had healed, but his head still was pounding. And the mysterious and hidden force he had sensed suddenly felt all around him even more. Trying to recollect his thoughts, he had remembered what happened. The trap door of, the vampires. It seemed odd that she didnt know of what Dante was speaking about. Most likely lies he suspected. Dante felt the debris over top of him, and he was about to burst out from under the nasty heap until the sound of movement made him wait. He wasnt entirely sure what this place was used for but when he saw what was wandering around the place it all made sense.
-They were nasty looking creatures, rotten flesh, zombie like in appearance. However they were vampire none the less. He heard about creatures like this. Uncommon to happen, but when a host rejects being turned into a vampire. The transformation is something far worse of a fate. They become bottom feeders, nasty ghouls. And they were hunting for their next meal by their master. His brow raised when they swarmed, had to been about five of them all at once. They began to scramble over something. And sure enough it was none other than the little rat bastard Blatz. Dante was impressed, he had managed to survive the fall as well.
-The ghouls pulled him out of the dump about to rip him to pieces. Dante acted fast, for he had more questions. "NO NO PLEASE...!" -Blatz called out only to have one of the ghouls completely turn to mush in a bloody explosion as Dante had risen from the cold mess with his double barrel aimed perfectly; "come get it!" -He called as the other four leaped toward him. Dante then in one swift motion, fired the other barrel exploding another then broke the gun down swinging it to his left as he reloaded all at once in a macabre like motion firing again and repeating. Swinging the double barrel shot gun in a nunchaku like motion. Before all of them fell to a dying heap;
-Blatz fell forward trying to get up and seemingly run away as Dante with shot gun in hand walked forward toward the dark tunnel and raised the barrel above Blat'z head; "you got nine lives it seems...and you lied to me!" -Dante clicked back the hammers; "NO NO NO...SHE WAS LYING!" -Blatz claimed out as he suddenly saw a warm stream pooling down by his foot as he was pissing himself. Dante took a breath and raised it back; "you said it was in the cellar...where are we..are we close?" -Dante pulled back; "these tunnels are full of those things...but yes...we can get out this maze and to the cellars from here..." -He pushed Blatz forward a bit more; "continue on then...you lead to the way...ill shot us out of here"
-Dante kept aim with his shotgun easily laying waste to what ghouls they came across. And while this place was or felt like a maze. It was all more and more odd that Blatz knew his way around so easily. Something that wasnt going unnoticed. They made it to a dead end, of sorts with bones laid along the floor. And chains along the walls. Blatz stared ahead as Dante looked; "are we lost?" -Pointing to the end wall he looked back at Dante; "the cellars are on the opposite side...there.."
-Dante smirked and taking aim with his double barrel shotgun he slowly let his demonic energy charge up, as red lightning pulsated from his arm and then Dante rushed forward in blinding speed; "GUNSTINGER!" -Dante fired his demonic energy through the double barrel causing a massive red explosion through the wall with ease as he know just as Blatz said appeared in a cellar like area.
-Wine bottles and ancient artifacts of the Voldaren family all strewn about as he walked. "where to nex.." -Dante looked back only to see Blatz had seemingly vanished; "what the..." -Dante could no longer feel him, all he could feel was that mysterious energy he had felt since he arrived. He moved deeper through the cellars. It felt like a ghost town, seemingly nothing around. Though, as he moved deeper, the place began to be lit with torches more and more. He was getting close. It was when he arrived through a large set of metal doors. There was at least ten or so hooded people all standing around in a large circle chanting.
-Dante took one more step only for the torches to completely go out and all of them turned to gaze at Dante. The snarled as their fangs shown; "more vamps....great.." -They all raised their arm up as large fireballs formed ready to fire at Dante; "oh...thats a new trick" -Dante fired Coyote back but one of them formed a mystical shield from the bullets. As others fired fireballs at Dante in unison. Dodging and stepping back and forth. Dante waited for an opening, as he holstered his guns for the time being only to leap before the next volley. All at once, his fists and boots lit up in red magic, forming around them in metal of gauntlets and greaves were the signature devil arms Giglamesh. Dante broke the shield with a powerful punch that shattered it as they all scrambled.
-He turned to kick one with a powerful red burst of energy killing it. Then unleashing a deadly combo of attacks on the others, spinning back kick to the next. Into a dodge of a fireball and a stern uppercut onanother. One by one, Dante disposed of these demonic vampires. And finally he stood as the gauntlets and greaves smoked. He gazed in the circle; "they were summoning...." -It was then he could finally feel the power he had sensed all this time drawing upon greater. It felt as if it was right below him. Dante reached up charging his gauntlet as red flames lit up around his fist and he slammed a punch to the ground below him. And with it followed a rumble, and the circle was a platform that moved into the room below.
-Sure enough, the room below was massive. Lit up with a few torches, Dante could see what was all within it. Swords, guns, weapons of all kinds and shapes and sizes. It really was true, this was a devil arm stockpile that rivaled his own back home. But there was no way in hell that a simple vampire coven could amass this! No matter how ancient the voldaren line was. As he reached the bottom, he heard a faint clapping sound from behind him. "congrats Dante...you found exactly what you been looking for" -Dante turned to see Augie Blatz staring him back though his skittish self was no longer visible. "yeah...though...im still a bit confused"
-Blatz nodded; "ahhh...of course...you mean this dont you?" -Suddenly the faint blue glow filled the room. And instantly Dante moved back slightly gazing. Yamato was floating within Blatz' hand, though only just a piece of it; "the sword has seemingly broken ...but we were able to find this..." -Dante charged his greaves up suddenly and smiled; "I think ill be taking that...thanks for the tour guide Blatz" -Dante ran with a powerful exploding kick to his face as the whole place went boom and aftershock followed knocking back everything. Dante's eyes widen a bit as Blatz took the kick right to his face as was unmoved; "still havent figured it out yet....Dante..."
-His voice changed to a ghastly demonic tone, as his eyes lit up a glowing lava red. Then his entire body exploded, as a monstrous size demon emerged. It had four glowing red eyes, and its mouth wide and open looking like a pit of inferno. The body was huge and fat and covered in stiches in piercings. Its whole frame was on six huge spider like legs as Dante now seemingly looked like a tiny dog compared to him. Its mouth opened firing a huge laser into Dante's face that sent him flying through the huge undergound vault and slamming into the ground hard. Dante raised up with a burn face to a crisp as it healed back instantly; ".....Azmodan...."
-Azmodan Lord of Sin had risen, just like the other evils one by one flooding in. Dante's worse fears were coming full circle. He may have let Belial escape but he would end this here and now with Azmodan; "still keeping yourself so restrained ...you will never defeat us Dante..." -Azmodan raised his hands up as he seemingly was signaling to his forces. As it turned out, he had complete control of the Voldaren clan. As all of them even the leader Olivia turned into the demonic variants with a simple call. His influence had already grown steadily. "I will supply my subjects with devil arms and run complete destruction through this city and the next....and there is nothing you can do to stop me..." -His voice called through Dante's own mind as Dante took a deep breath taking a stance; "you wont see morning...." -Dante said once more before speeding forward in a red blur;
Part 4; Dante vs Azmodan
Deep within the underground vault of the Vampire Voldaren Clan, the slow rising tension of a epic fight was slowly forming. As Azomdan Lord oF sin had awoken ready to destroy the Legendary Dark Knight, Dante. It all came to this. Dante wasnt letting this one leave like he did Belial. He HAD to put a stop to this here and now. And with all the different weapons stored in this massive vault. Dante had more than enough fire power to do such. Azmodan slowly moved forward and ready to fire the wild laser from his mouth once again. At the same time Dante aimed Ebony and Ivory up. As he charge them with his demonic energy and both Azmodan and Dante fired their shots sending a wild explosion in the center wrecking the place.
-Just the first few blasts were already causing the vault to collapse around. As the smoke cleared, a sudden strange blackish pool began to grow from out of the smoke seemingly chasing toward Dante. "there is no escape!!" -Azmodan shouted as the pools drew larger, Dante leaped high into the air using his trickster style and manifested magical barriers to leap off. As the giglamesh gauntlets materialized around him once. Dante drew in for Azmodan looking to deliver a huge overhand right as the gauntlets charged up red hot.
-But Azmodan fired a massive bursts of literal magical meteors from his hands. Dante caught off guard punched through them and kicked another to land high above the vault. "damn...I cant get close to him..." -It was then that Azmodan walked toward some strange looking statues. Simply touching them with his hands they lit up brightly and began to float along the massive place. "my minions shall tear you to pieces!" -Dante watched with a sudden chuckle as those small black statues were demon portals now funneling demons into the room to attack as well. "cant face me one on one hey?....no cahonas at all"
-The demons were serpent looking creatures, massive snake like beasts that slithered in and began to ascend up the rock formations of the vault after Dante. Dante raised his hand up once they got close and in a faint sudden chime through the air could be heard. For within seconds all of the snakes were instantly sliced in half. The infamous claymore sword finally in its master's hand. Rebellion make quick work of the snake demons. And Dante leaped from the high rocks back into the fray over Azmodan as he easily sliced one of the demon gates in half destroying it.
"NO! YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT!" -Azmodan finally in full force charged Dante as he raised his spider like legs up attacking. Dante blocked each blow with his sword. While trying to get in a hit of his own, but the multiple legs of Azmodan made it too difficult. And to make matters worse. The sudden dark pool again was forming this time right near Dante's feet. Azmodan's own presence warped and distorted the very ground he walked. As the pool finally touched Dante, he could feel his life being drained almost instantly. Red sparks formed around his body as he struggled to fight off Azmodan's attacks and take damage from his influence.
"Give it up Dante....bow to my will!" -Everything felt hopeless, since the beginning of this mission. Dante had that feeling in his stomach. That this could be the last time, the last dance. He was left with only one last option. To save himself but, at what cost? He could feel his body sinking into the dark pool slowly. A feeling of death drawing near unlike anything he had ever felt. He held his sword over his head with both hands pushing back at Azmodan's attack. But it was useless.
It had been over a year since he had used it, since the incident that started all this. Diablo slowly breaching into his soul, the more demon Dante began the more Diablo could grasp his hold. It was why he invoked the seals upon his body. Why he ingested holy water to weaken him. Everything to keep a check and balance. He sought shelter in a whole other realm. So loosen Diablo's sight on him. A place he now loved. A woman he loved more than anything. And here it was all for lost?
-No, he had to try. He had to give in just once. Maybe he would be fine, or maybe he wouldnt be the same ever again. But he had to do it! He couldnt just let his new found life be thrown away. "Maya..." -Dante said it under his breath and then like lifting the world of his shoulders. He let go. The sheer temperature in the vault dropped beyond, turning everything to cold icy freeze over. As Azmodan felt the surge of power swelling with in. Dante's body began to glow white hot, the Chains of Mephistopheles/ While they did bound Dante's demon power. They did not stop his transformations.
-The sheer pain surged through him, as he grit his teeth hard and could feel his veins in his body burning hot. His skin began to turn charcoal black, as the veins in his body glow lava orange. And then, in a red flash. An explosion of energy released knocking everything in its wake. The vault no longer stable began to cave in, as Azmodan drew back; "What POWER!...IMPOSSIBLE!" -He vanished heading back topside into the estate. The Voldaren clan under his influence huddled before him. But the massive hole in the floor was glowing red more and more by the second and the demon flew outward. Instantly destroying the vampire demons in a swift swing of his sword unleashing a red blast with each strike.
The DevilTrigger of Dante was always a magnificent sight to behold. Covered in the black and red harden skin, covered in sharp horns through his entire frame. A set of four wings behind him, his eyes glowing violently red. And, the Chains of Mephistopheles no longer magical tattoos along his body. But literal physical chains around his frame. Still limiting his power to an extend but the sheer power he gained from the transformation alone was more than enough.
Azmodan fired his laser once again, but it faded off Dante's devil form and did nothing. As Dante then flashed and reappeared right before Azmodan in seconds. Azmodan lifted up to attack and Dante sliced one of his spider legs clean off with Rebellion. Black magical blood spilled everywhere. Azmodan growled in pain and continued his attacks but nothing worked. Dante finally pressed his sword deep into Azmodans body and then leaped up into the air sliding him completely in half in the front. The massive hulking demon collapsed over in near death.
-As Dante walked forward, red lightning firing from his body looking to deliver the final blow. Dante charged rebellion up and in one swift attack exploded Azmodan into pieces leveling the entire estate behind his body as well. The blast off his sword ripped through the entire place and even out into the town destroying a nearby few buildings. The battle was over. Yet, Dante's deviltrigger form was vibrant and he seemingly did not stop. Not a word spoken, as a dark magical object seemingly manifested from Azmodans body along with the broken legendary blade Yamato as Dante started to move toward it a strange reaction occurred by the black glowing object . And without pause instantly absorbed into Dante;s body.
-A sudden demonic laugh was followed; "One by one...till all 7 reside within...and the burning hells shall return...THIS ALL OF THIS SHALL BE MINE!!!" -Diablo's had creeped through as the chains began to snap around Dante's devil form to the ground. His power unsealed, the sheer force being released caused the entire town to warp and distort. Diablo's influence just in a weaken form was beyond fathomable. Dante channeling it all. His devil began to transform even more. More spikes along his body and his frame grew massive in size. Before a powerful explosion of energy followed destroying the entire estate and even the town to the very foundation.
-A Cataclysm Trigger, all of it was a trap set by diablo. Diablo knew Dante would hunt and kill the evils one by one. Making him stronger with each soul absorption. Otherwise the evils would wreck havoc and win. Either way Dante would lose. As the entire town was leveled. Dante was perfectly fine his body back to normal laid across the heap of debris completely unknown of what become. As the chain tattoos along his body began to fade. And the rain slowly started to pour down from below. This was just the beginning.
