Changing of the guard

Buffy/Devil may Cry crossover

I don’t own any of the Characters or places in this story. Characters may act a bit different then you think they would but I hopefully explained any odd reactions. If not it is just a story so get over it and enjoy……………………..

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Cold eyes looked around the Magic Box. He sat back, blond hair covering part of his face as he took in all they were telling him. Apparently he some how ended up in an alternate Universe. What his Father did must have span the universes not just their own. The way they described the old world was just as his father had known it. They did not have the real story about how the tide turned on this earth but he could read between the lines.

A half demon of some kind, like himself, birthed a child in whom she sealed her soul making the girl stronger, faster, better able to fight the evil ones. He was lucky enough to be grown before the power took hold of him. He lost his family to evil and swore never to let himself fall to it, but to fight against it.

He had died after resealing the door a final time. He left his legacy to live on with a child, not made by him, but created from him. Sarah was to be the ultimate weapon against him, his own flesh and blood cloned into the child he never had. They did not count on her having a mind and will of her own. She found out the truth and joined him in the fight. He hoped he had given her enough of him to help her continue on the family legacy.

The warrior who keeps the door shut here is a young girl called a Slayer. The current one died by jumping through a portal to close it. It was at the same time he died closing another one and instead of an afterlife, he ended up here. He was not sure exactly how or why but here he was and he was needed. They had taken him to the actual hellmouth and he saw it was closed but could not be shut or it would cause a backlash of energy that would destroy the universe and open all the doors. He looked at the people who had been fighting for years and made a decision.

“Rupert, I don’t know how I got here but I will help if you will let me. First I must tell you my own story as you have trusted me with yours.” He said in a soft voice. Once he was a wild and some what reckless youth. After looking after Sarah he had grown up a lot and it showed. The people in the room of course did not know him before and would not realize the difference five years can make. Yet they did in their own way as they all had grown up fast in the last five years themselves.

He sighed and began telling them his story, “Along time ago demons ruled my world to. One of them turned against the others and joined the humans. With his help they turned back the demons and sealed the door. He guarded the doorway and kept it closed. He had twin sons by a human woman. She raised them after their father returned to hell to lock the gates. The boys grew up and took sibling rivalry to a new level. One wanted power, the other wanted to be left alone. They fought and ended up killing each other, yet they only died a human death as it awoke the demonic powers in each of them. The power is neither good nor evil, much like any sentient creature it is the intent behind the use of such a tool. Virgil thought he should use it to rule. I came to use it to help save and have been for over ten years. The demons on my world cloned a child from my flesh to use against me. She turned against them much like my Father did. I closed the portal on my world and ended up here. I hope I taught her enough to have her live on in the family legacy. I will give you time to figure out if you still wish my help. What I am, is a demon killer, who I am is Dante son of the Legendary Dark Knight Sparda.” With that he stepped outside the door to wait for what they would decide.

He did not notice that Giles, Anya and Spike all went a bit green at his name. Giles gave a ‘dear lord’ and polished his glasses while he searched for a book. Spike wanted to find a place to hide but he was already hiding during the meeting he was ease dropping on. Anya was shaking and sat down in a chair. “Anya, are you okay?” Willow asked.

Anya blinked, “It’s really him! I thought he looked like him but he really is him! Oh my GOD, that was Dante son of Sparda! If he is here the little demons we deal with are toast, but that also means the big fish will come looking. I mean you fight a slayer and live you got bragging rights, you kill a slayer and you’re a bad ass, you take on Dante and live is like a human saying they took out a hundred vamps toe to toe with a toothpick. If one of them managed to take him out for good they would be elevated to god status in most circles.” She finished her Willow worthy babble as every one watched in shock.

Tara slipped out the door. It had been just a few days and she was getting back to feeling herself after Glory had messed with her brain. She looked up at the man she had just met and smiled, “You know some of them have heard of you. I don’t have a problem working with a half demon. What I need to know is if you have a problem working with others who are not totally human? We have had a werewolf, vampire, witches, mages, and a few “normal” humans in the group over the years. We all work together to have a life and to make sure that everyone else does too. I think Giles remembered a prophesy and Anya is really worried you might kill her or that bigger bad guys will come hunting you when they know you’re here.” She said softly, yet her voice carried to his ear with no problem.

Dante blinked and raised an eyebrow, “Why would I kill her?” he asked. Tara shrugged, “She is human now but for a thousand years she was a vengeance demon who specialized in scorn women.” Dante’s mouth hung open for a moment and shook his head.

He looked into her eyes before speaking with laughter in his voice, “I’m the son of a demon. What I believe you call an Old One, a true demon. I have no problem working with anyone as long as they do not prove to be evil. Every one gets a second chance with me, but one wrong step and I’ll be there to take them out personally.” Tara nodded and told him they better get back inside.

Knowing someone was hiding Dante made sure his voice carried, “I was just talking to Tara. I have no problem working with anyone here. Those who are on the path of redemption, just know that you get once chance with me. I’ll try and keep you from falling but you slip and I will end the problem before it becomes one. That said, quit hiding and come out demon.” He said as he pointed a gun to the temple of the still hiding Spike, who came out hands up. The rest of the room sighed in relief. Xander spoke in annoyance, “Junior what have we told you about lurking? Remember I got a dust buster with your name on it.”

Dante removed his gun but didn’t put it away. He looked at Tara who smiled and nodded letting him know the guy way okay. “Vampire, I do not feel a soul on you yet you fight your demon and help. Why?” Spike spoke with more respect than any of them had ever heard from him.

His head was bowed and his eyes on the floor, “My Lord, I am of the Order of Aurelius. Many of our line have been unusual demons. You Father’s name is known to us though his story and the connection to our line has been lost over time. I am William, known as Spike. My current path is in part to technology in my head and partly because I fell in love with the enemy. The Slayer, Buffy. I promised to look after her little sister until I’m dust and that is what I will do.” As he made his promise known to Dante he looked up into the man’s eyes. The whole room was speechless at Spike’s behavior. His voice had even taken on an upper class tone that Giles suspected was his up bringing.

The Son of Sparda was surprised for the first time in a long time. “William, Aurelius was the name of my father’s brother. He died while quietly helping my father in his quest. If your demon is a descendant of him then that could be why you are different. He was very neutral. In his youth he did horrible things just to prove to the others he could, yet he took no pleasure in it. He did not help my father so much as stayed out of the way and provided information when he felt he needed to. Come to think on it you do look a bit like Virgil. It will take some looking into the reasons but as long as you do not actively do evil I will call you family and treat you as a cousin.” Spike blinked as the rest of the group gasp.

Giles was taking notes in his book already in research mode. Spike stood taller and looked Dante in the eye, “Oi! You mean that mate?” he asked softly. Dante smiled and gave him a brotherly hug. A surge of power pasted between the two and Dante saw the truth as a connection formed.

“Well, William it seems I am not the only one the demons tried the clone trick on. They made you from Virgil and placed you in your mother. You are for all intents his son and my nephew. The one who did it was most likely killed soon there after. How they got you to this realm I do not know. I know they never would have allowed you to be turned by that clan. We shall work to find what traits of your grandfather are active in you.” Spike nodded still unable to understand all that was happening.

The next night……..

The Son will come and awaken another warrior.
One lost will return from death’s hand a second time
A new champion will be born of two worlds
The newly awakened will journey to the world of the Son
The Dark Knight reborn in the traveler will take up his mantel
A new hope reborn in two worlds the balance kept in each

Dante was the only one who could read the ancient words. He told only Giles as he feared the group knowing would change the outcome. Neither was sure what it meant as a whole, but each had their suspicions. For now he would train Spike and help protect the hellmouth. As for the future and what it may hold he didn’t know. Yet he held hope in the comforting words that promised his Father’s legacy would live on in both worlds.

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I hope you enjoyed this little short story. I may or may not write more. It was a plot bunny that struck. If anyone wants to continue the story just please let me know first and I will post it here as and additional chapter will credit to the author (You can post it anywhere you like after that as long as credit is given). Thanks for reading…..Trinity (AKA Dragonvamp)