Devil May Cry

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It's impossible.

We're demon hunters.

Getting killed by the impossible's an everyday hazard.

This time is different.

We have no recorded cases of any demon higher than Type 2.

But these demons, what they could do...

Their power level marks them as Type 4s.

At least.

The real question is, where's this apocalypse at, huh?

After all the hype, I'm almost disappointed.

Whatcha mean?

I mean, the Rabbit has Sparda's sword and both halves of the amulet.

That's everything it needs to blow our world wide open.

So, why is this wall still standing?

You can ask it in person.

The amulet stopped a few miles north.

This dumbfuck devil spawn has no idea it's leading us right to it.

Grab what you need, we leave in 60.

- I'll admit I had doubts about you. -

But the way you charged in to take the Rabbit on solo...

You've got some elite-sized balls. Can you stand?

100%, Lieutenant. Absolutely. Good to go.

Maybe just a little longer.

Sit tight. We'll call Evac for you.

I can take his place, Lieutenant.

That blast from the Rabbit's sword laid me out, but I'm good now.

I want to see this mission through to the end.

- - Shh.

If you hadn't gotten me out of the way...

I know.

Just try a little harder not to get yourself killed this time.

All right?

No promises.

Let's go get this carrot-munching motherfucker.

["Rollin' (Air Raid Vehicle)" by Limp Bizkit playing]

You have to keep this safe, always.

You promise?

I promise.

Where's mine? I want mine now.

- Vergil, do you promise to take-- - Yeah, I promise. Give it.

There.

Two perfect halves of a whole.

I think mine's bigger.

No, it's not. Let me see.

Hey.

Okay, boys, that's enough.

I said enough!

I'm not sleepy enough.

You're never sleepy.

Why can't you be more like your brother?

Okay, what story do you want tonight?

Tell me about Dad.

Do we get to meet him soon?

All right, I'll tell you a story about Dad.

But after that you have to go to sleep.

Your dad...

Your dad...

Son of Sparda.

Why does my head feel like this?

I'd say it's a miracle it feels like anything.

Enzo?

Hey, good news, kid.

Looks like you're still alive.

The bad news is we're prisoners again.

So, you did survive the bomb.

By his hand, all things are possible.

I know your voice, and your face.

Aren't you the guy in those mattress commercials?

Close.

- He's the vice president. - Oh.

You're awake.

Remind me again,

which of you is the Human Torch knockoff, and which is the talking leaf blower?

You sure you want to be insulting us right now?

And he's obviously the leaf blower. Come on!

Agni, the video.

Right. Rabbit left a video for you.

Trust me. It's a good one.

- You've got to put the thing in the-- - I know!

It's not my fault the humans made the hole too small.

Dante, have you considered what I told you?

You mean what you said about my soul being dirty?

I said that God may yet redeem you, regardless of your origins.

Surely you see how he must have a plan for you,

to bring you back from the brink of death.

No disrespect, Mr. Vice, but these guys knew your exact location

and jacked your plane like it was nothing.

I think death's still very much on the table for all of us.

No.

This isn't where my death will come.

How do you know?

Because God will not allow it

until the purpose he intends for me is fulfilled.

We are all servants of the Lord's plan,

willingly or not.

Got it!

Welcome aboard Air Force Two.

We ask that you please pay attention to the screen

for an important safety announcement.

You're all going to die.

That is, unless the son of Sparda can save you.

Son of a what? Huh?

Looks like the amulet's on the top floor.

Along with the Rabbit, I'm betting.

Strange hideout for a demon bunny.

What did you expect? Some sort of giant underground burrow?

I mean, I don't know.

Kinda.

Backup's still four minutes out.

We can't wait.

That thing could put the sword and the amulet together

and end the world anytime it wants.

We go in now.

Take the stairs and stay sharp.

We have to be ready for any kind of fucked up demon bull--

...shit.

This is Ninja for HQ. HQ, do you copy?

Anyone? God damn it.

Attention all residents.

A terrorist group known as "DARKCOM" has just entered the building.

Their intentions are extremely hostile.

I'm not asking you to fight them.

I'm simply encouraging it.

Anyone caught engaging with them in a friendly or neutral manner

will be subject to immediate execution.

Have a great day.

God damn.

Who the hell else does he have locked in here?

We walked into his own personal fortress.

The mission hasn't changed.

We get to the top floor, we get the amulet, we get out.

However we can.

We're with you. Let's move.

Even cut off the communication line.

This is way more sophisticated technology than we've seen any of them use before.

What kind of demon is this?

One slightly worse than your usual landlord.

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Sentry?

An energy sword.

Fascinating.

Fire!

Damn it.

I...

Stay with me. Please.

No!

No!

Yes, watch them die.

After all, it was you who marched them straight into our warm embrace.

Embrace this.

Shit.

Yes, Dante, I've known your true origins for some time,

and if you're honest with yourself, you know it too.

You must have accepted by now you have demon blood.

Would just any hybrid,

the child of some common brute and a frail sapien,

be able to do the things you can do?

Why did half of the amulet that Sparda used to seal the rift between realms

end up as a piece of your jewelry?

The deadbeat father you never met,

who abandoned your family without a thought,

was the noble and exalted demon knight Sparda.

Right, Sparda.

Sure thing.

- Can you believe this guy? - Huh?

I could go on and on listing evidence, but really, look at you.

Everything about you marks you as a child of aristocracy.

You know nothing of the pain and misery in our world,