Of Demonic Firepower

Author's Note: For those of you who like my story but are unaware of what material is being crossed over, this is Devil May Cry. Three. I've never played anything but three, so I don't really have any other knowledge prior to Devil May Cry 3.

With that out of the way, please enjoy!

Dante stood before the massive front entrance of Temen-Ni-Gru for a moment. It happened not too long ago, but he recalled the first time he's actually had fun in over a year or so was just in that room. His devil hunting ways, he was glad to see, had not gotten rusty.

What was just in the main entrance used to be one of several guardians of Temen-Ni-Gru. It was a three-headed dog named Ceberus that controlled the power of ice, hence why the room was named the 'Ice Guardian's Chamber.' It talked big, but it was less than a match for Dante. Once it was defeated, Ceberus surrendered and offered his soul to the devil hunter. When he accepted, Ceberus withdrew his life force (which destroyed him) and gave it to Dante, which, in his grasp, materialized into a three-way nunchaku infused with icy powers.

He pulled out the nunchaku and looked at it. "Hmph. Nice little gadget. Might sell well at the pawn shop." Dante snickered and started walking again. Putting up Ceberus's soul as he walked, he fluffed out the bottom of his coat.

He would've entered the Ice Guardian's Chamber, but the door began do glow with the red souls that prevent any living to proceed. Surprised, Dante smiled and turned to look back down the once peaceful 13th Avenue. To his fortune, a posse of demons came out from behind the destroyed ruins of business buildings and pedestrian apartments.

"Oh hey! Some guests! Good. I was startin' to get kinda lonely." Dante waved toward the angry souls, enraging them and making their approach faster.

Almost reflexive, Dante went to draw Ebony and Ivory, but was sort of thrown off that he couldn't feel the handles of his custon weapons. He grunted. He swore under his breath that the clown was going to Hell for this. Oh wait, too late.

So, Dante shrugged and drew Rebellion, the broadsword also passed down by Sparda. Rebellion was nearly as tall as Dante, with a skull etched into the hilt, and souls of millions of dead went into making the blade, making Rebellion not only amazingly strong, but several times more powerful against demons. Plus Rebellion was Dante's most balanced and familiar Devil Weapon.

"Okay! Come get some!"

With Vergil in a deep state of meditation, Arkham just sat back and scrolled through a red book he happened upon while in the depths of Temen-Ni-Gru. Something about the tower was nagging at the human-turned-demon, however. It was as if there was a familiar presence somewhere within the tower. Something he knew very well.

Vergil opened his eyes. "Arkham."

The assistant looked up from his book and turned his head toward the Dark Slayer. "Yes?"

"We have an uninvited 'guest.' "

Arkham looked up to the blood-red sky in thought. He knew what that presence was, and the way the demon half of his face festered when he thought it proved it. It was a soul that was thirsty for revenge on him for killing his own wife to become a demon. This soul was very similar to his wife.

"Indeed. I have felt it as well," Arkham eventually replied. "It's a human... ... A woman." Vergil turned to face him, which meant he was onto how he knew of such probablilities. In somewhat of a panic, he continued, "Let's see if I can't 'persuade' her to leave us alone..."

Without a reply from Vergil, Arkham began to walk toward the passageway that led from the top of the tower to the next highest floor. Even he himself did not know exactly how tall Temen-Ni-Gru actually was. Slightly disappointed, Vergil turned to face off the edge of the tower, looking down on the destruction the summoning of Temen-Ni-Gru caused earlier.

Twilight Sparkle. One of the most talented unicorns in modern-day Equestria. Earlier today, Zecora sent her a message regarding a new herb she stumbled upon within the depths of the Everfree Forest. She wanted help identifying it, and what better pony to ask than the princess's most gifted student?

Twilight was entering the forest now. Regardless of how many times she may ever need to enter this dark place, she always gets on edge when she does. Things never go nicely in this forest. Ironically, the second time she had, she had accused Zecora of placing a curse on them. One time, she was turned to stone by a cockatrice and rescued thanks to Fluttershy's brave efforts. Another time, she had a little run-in with a hydra that scared the living magic out of her. Recently, she went to seal off a place within called 'Mirror Pond,' since Pinkie Pie was mischevious enough to believe that having more Pinkie means more fun. Point is, this forest tends to make even the bravest ponies shudder. And Zecora's hut was in a ways, and according to the letter, the herb was even deeper...

"Relax, Twilight," the violet pony thought out loud, "Nothing's gonna happen to you. You've been in here several times before."

So she thought.

a frightful moment of walking occured before Zecora's hut became visible to Twilight. Relieved, she let out a long breath and prepared to knock on the door.

But she didn't. Because she didn't need to. Zecora was already in wait for her inside her home, and she had noticed her through a window.

The zebra started the conversation. "Ah, Twilight, so nice to see you, as you know. The incident at hoof has confused me so."

"Well, that's why I'm here!" Twilight replied in an upbeat tone. Twilight always enjoyed being useful. "I've brought several wild survival guides and plenty of herbal dictionaries. We WILL identify your mystery!"

"Actually, Twilight..." Zecora dropped her ears, "I'm ashamed to agree -- Lying to you was wrong of me."

Twilight tilted her head. "You did what now?"

Zecora moved out of the way of the door so Twilight could see into the house. Creepy as usual, she thought. All the traditional masks and the fancy ingredients appear pretty much untouched. It looks almost exactly the same as when she peared through the window with a 'curse' so long ago.

But as she entered the hut, something nagged at Twilight Sparkle. It was almost as if somepony else was in the room, other than Zecora and herself...

And she confirmed it when she saw the silver and the black unicorns laying near lifeless next to the fireplace.