Devil May Cry - My Reflection

By: Ashley McDarison

Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or it's characters. I pretty much own nothing expect the plot and I guess the mirror world.

Dante watched as the kid ran around his shop searching for his sword.

"Come on, kid." He glared at Dante and mumbled something like stupid old man. He smirked and just shook his head. He walked up behind Nero and touched his shoulder. The kid turned around and looked surprised to see Dante had Red Queen. He glared at him and took the sword, leaving the shop immediately. Dante laughed lightly before leaving as well.

"Old man! C'mon!" Nero was annoyed that Dante had decided to look at an antique shop after the fight they had. They were covered in blood and they could tell that the shop owner was very bothered by that.

"Hold on." Dante went into the back and out of Nero's sight. He shuffled as he waited for Dante to reappear. Nero looked around and saw this place still had some comb webs.

"I'd like to buy this." Nero turned back to see Dante with an old mirror. What the hell did he want a mirror for? He watched as Dante bought the mirror and left the shop with it over his shoulder. Soon, they were back at Devil May Cry and Dante placed the mirror near the couch. Nero laughed lightly and went to look at himself in the mirror. He looked swell.

The phone rang at that moment and Dante got it.

"Devil May Cry? … uh-huh … yeah … we'll be there." Nero looked over at Dante and saw he had written down the address and was moving for the door. He grabbed his things and moved over to Dante as well. He did not notice though that his reflection never left with him. He never noticed that it smirked as they left. And he never noticed it reach out and touch the mirror, breaking it into the spider web cracks.