DVYL May Cry

Jaune Dante Arc was lying in a queen-sized bed, looking up at the ceiling above him. He was, annoyed to say the least. For the past five years, he has been on a mission. A mission hidden from the whole of Remnant. The people of Remnant were naive, they believed that the Grimm were the greatest threat to human and Faunus-kind, they were wrong. There was a far greater enemy, hidden in the shadows, controlling everything from the dark. He was one of very few who knew of this battle and one of fewer who could do anything about it. Since that tragic day five years ago, he has been fighting this war and has made no step closer to ending it.

He was pulled from his thoughts when he felt two hands land on his chest. He looked down with his smoky blue eyes to see two pale hands resting on his chest. He turned to see two women laying on either side of him, naked as the day they were born. Militia and Melanie Malachite, his friends with benefits for a lack of better term. He smirked at the two as they slept deeply after their fun. He sat up and carefully untangled himself from their limbs before making his way to the end of the bed. He felt a series of deep scratches on his back. He felt his tattoo between his shoulder blades, an upside-down sword that had a circle near the hand guard with three curved lines on either side, looking like wings, heat up and started to glow as the scratches were healed almost instantly. He sat at the end of the bed as he ran his hand through his blonde hair, it was longer on top with the sides shaved, as he looked around the room. The clothes of all three of them were thrown around the room. He got up and soon collected all his clothing.

He was soon back in his grey tank top, black faded jeans and his black military boots. Along with his black fingerless gloves and his signature three-quarters length, hooded faded black leather jacket with red interior linings. The Arc symbol was sown on the left arm, as well. He grabbed his pistols from the nightstand, Ebony and Ivory. They were identical beside the fact that one was black and the other was white, they resembled Desert Eagles with stylized grips twisting into sharp points. Near the bore of each pistol were engravings of scrollwork and each had a ring hammer. He placed them in their holsters on the back of his belt, under his jacket.

Lastly, he made sure he still had his necklace around his neck. He reached for it and held it in his hand as he looked down at it. A red crystal attached to a silver half ring that was attached to a black chain. His most precious possession. He then caught himself in the mirror, standing six feet with a lean but strong body. The only thing that stuck out was the small scar going across his right eyebrow and cheek. He smirked, "Looking good, Dante." He said quietly as he made his way out of the room.

He soon made his way down the stairs and through a back door into the club he came to. The room he was in was just a private room for the two girls that worked here. Junior's Club, his favorite hangout when the universe decided to kick his teeth in. A good place to drink and have fun with two lovely twins. He made his way over to the bar as he maneuvered through the other patrons of the club and listening to the music blaring in the background. He looked over to the DJ wearing a bear head and nodded to him. He gave Dante a two-finger gun salute in return.

He sat down at the bar and a seat or two down on his right sat a man in a white coat and a bowler hat, talking to Junior. He saw Dante and spoke up to him, "Do you mind? We're having a business meeting here, I suggest you leave." He said cockily.

Dante looked at him with a raised eyebrow before he rolled his eyes and turned to the bartender, "My usual." He said casually.

"You got it, Dante." The man replied.

Dante just sat there and waited. "You little…" said bowler hat as he raised his cane.

Luckily for him, Junior stopped him. "I wouldn't advise that. The kid could bring this entire place down if he wanted." That was true. He almost did the first time he was here. But Junior realized that the kid always paid heavily, and he never bothered anyone, unless they bothered him first. And after he got cozy with the twins, it made those two more excited for work. Honestly, Dante was Junior's favorite customer and really didn't want to piss him off.

Dante ignored the rest of their conversation as the bartender placed a bottle of Everclear and a glass in front of him. He opened the bottle and poured a nearly full glass before he took a sip, enjoying the burning from highly alcoholic beverage. This was exactly what he needed after the day he had. Weeks of planning for a mission turned to shit when it was another dead end. He needed to unwind, and what better than some fun with his favorite girls and a bottle of Everclear. He enjoyed his drink for a while until he noticed that someone stood beside him and ordered a Strawberry Sunrise. He looked over to see what could only be described as a blonde bombshell. He looked her up and down before he had a thought, 'She is definitely a ten.' She looked over to him and gave him a flirtatious smile and a wink. Dante grinned at her before turning back to his drink.

"Aren't you a little young to be in this club, Blondie?" He heard Junior say.

The blonde giggled, "Aren't you a little old to have a name like Junior?"

"So, you know who I am. You got a name sweetheart?" he asked.

"Yes, Junior, I've got several. But instead of sweetheart, you can call me sir." He then heard Junior cry out in pain. He looked to see the bombshell holding his groin rather tightly. Dante started laughing then and there.

The two turned to him and Junior spoke in a strained voice, "Dante, a little help?"

He just smiled, "Sorry, I'm curious on where this is going." He took another sip of his drink. "Please continue."

The blonde looked at him, clearly confused, before turning back to Junior. "People say you know everything." She brought up her scroll to his face. "Tell me where I can find her, and I'll let you go."

Junior answered, still straining, "I've never seen her before, I swear!"

"Excuse me?" she asked as she squeezed harder.

"I swear, sir!" he answered.

Junior's henchmen were beginning to gather around them. Dante just kept drinking and watching the show with unrestrained joy. "Looks like we have an even bigger audience. This must be kinda embarrassing for you, huh?" she asked him.

"Listen, Blondie, sir. If you want to make it out of this club alive, I suggest you let me go. Now!" Junior threatened. She decided to let him go and he sighed in relief before sending a glare at Dante. He just raised an eyebrow in response. He then turned back to the blonde, "You'll pay for that." He put on his sunglasses and walked away.

She followed closely behind him. "Oh Junior, I was just playing with you. Don't be so sensitive. Come on, lets kiss and make up, okay?"

That stopped Junior and he turned around, "Huh? Uh, okay." He leant in to kiss her before she punched him hard enough to send him flying across the room.

Dante chuckled at that before he said out loud, "Just went from a ten to a twelve." She activated her weapons which looked like some kind of gauntlets as the henchmen tried to fight her. Dante lent against the bar as he watched the blonde take out all of them until the DJ started to fire at her with a machine gun. He was about to take a sip from his drink when her heard a breaking sound. He looked to see his glass broken and turned to see his bottle of Everclear as well. He sighed before he dropped the remains of his glass. He looked at the DJ and next second was gone.

Yang was dodging the bullets as she was closing the distance between her and the DJ. She was about to launch herself towards him, when the blonde guy from the bar was suddenly behind him. He caught him with a roundhouse kick to the back of his bear head and sent him flying over her and into another group of about a half dozen henchmen. She was confused until he landed beside her with his hands in his jacket pockets. He looked at her, "These ones are mine, Spitfire." He casually started to walk over to them and Yang just tilted her head in confusion.

Dante was a few feet in front of the group as they were standing again. "Well you guys fucked up." They all looked nervous with that. "I had a really shitty day and needed to unwind, but you all ruined that plan. So…" He popped his neck to the right then the left before staring them down. "Now I have to go with plan B." Dante grinned before he shot off with his aura, he caught the front most henchmen with a thrust kick to the face, before he spun and caught the two on either side of him with a knee and an elbow. The force of each hit sent the poor men flying. Jaune dropped to the ground and swept the legs out of the next guy before he grabbed his leg and swung him into a second, sending them flying into the bar. Jaune rose from the ground with an uppercut, sending the last henchmen into the air before crashing through a nearby table. Dante looked around and sighed, "That was lackluster." He then dodged the punch from the DJ behind him, he grabbed his arm and tossed him over his shoulder and across the room.

He landed in front of the Malachite twins with both disheveled hair and clothes. They both looked annoyed. "What is going on down here!?" they shouted.

He just raised a hand with a grin, "Morning, Mel. Morning Mil."

"Dante?" Melanie asked.

"What are you doing?" Militia asked as well.

Dante just shrugged, "The goons ruined my night, so I ruined theirs."

"Are these friends of yours?" The blonde walked over to him with a questioning look.

"With benefits." Dante answered, unashamed. He turned from the blonde to the twins, "Look, I really don't wanna fight you two. Especially because you're on shaky legs." He stressed the word and caused them to have mild blushes. "So, mind if we don't?"

The twins looked at each other before answering. "We'll let you slide." Melanie started. "But she needs to pay." Militia finished.

The two blondes looked at each other before Dante shrugged and took a step back. Yang had a cocky grin before reloaded her gauntlets and charged the twins. The two seemed to push her back with the two on one odds but soon she managed to knock out Militia. She seemed to have trouble fighting against Melanie's fighting style, but she eventually won against her as well. Dante applauded, "Very nice." He complimented, and she grinned at him.

That was until Junior stepped out with his bazooka, "You'll pay for this!" was all he said as he fired a salvo of rockets at her. Yang was about to dodge when Dante stepped in front of her. He drew both his pistols and fired at extreme speeds, taking down all the rockets before they reached them. Junior fired a second salvo but Dante never stopped firing, unfazed by the rockets. Junior quickly shifted his weapon into its bat form and charged forward. He broke through the smoke and was about to hit Dante, when Yang stepped in front of him and blocked the hit. It sent her skidding backwards, but Dante used the moment to kick him into the air with a vertical thrust kick.

Dante turned to see her standing before she slammed her fist together and her hair looked to be on fire. Dante's eyes widen. "Fifteen." He was pulled from her image when Junior sent another rocket at him. He jumped past it and got above Junior before he open fired downwards and sent him crashing into the ground. Junior got back to his feet just as Yang charged him. He tried to hit her away with his bat, but she dodged every one of them and landed several devastating hits to him. Her last punch sent him back and broke his bat. Dante landed beside her when he saw that Junior had several strands of her golden hair in his hand. Junior grinned, until Yang's eyes turned red and more fire came off her. Dante raised his eyebrows and turned to him, "You fucked up." Yang charged forward and hit him so hard that he broke through the wall and into the street. Yang jumping after him. He just whistled before following her.

When he made it to the hole in the wall, he saw her talking to a shorter girl in a red hood. "It's a long story." He heard her say.

Dante walked forward, "Short version. She just took out everyone who runs that club. With a little help from me."

The small girl turned to him in shock before turning back to the blonde, "Yang! How could you?!"

She spoke up with her hands up in surrender, "I know I went overboard but I had a good reason, sis."

'They're sisters?' He thought before he spoke up, "They kinda had it coming." They turned to him and he shrugged. "Junior can be an ass."

The younger girl gasped, "Language!"

Dante just looked at her with a deadpanned expression before turning to the blonde, "Although, you did just temporarily shut down the only club that'll serve me."

She rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly, "Uh, sorry?"

Dante just shook his head, "Its fine. I've done it before." He pulled out his scroll to check the time. He sighed, "Well, I better go. Have a hell of a day tomorrow." He put his scroll away and looked at the pair. "Maybe I'll see ya around. Later Spitfire, Red." He started to walk away.

"What I can't get your name? Kinda rude after you gave me a hand." The blonde said jokingly.

He stopped and turned to the sisters, "Everyone calls me as Dante." He said simply.

She nodded, "Nice to meet you. My name's Yang. And this is my little sister Ruby." She said as she ruffled the younger girl's hair. She tried swatting them away with that.

"Nice to meet you two. Look me up if you ever wanna destroy another club." He told her.

"That's all? What if I have other things in mind?" she asked in a flirty tone.

Dante chuckled, "Just name the time and place, Spitfire." He gave her a two-fingered salute before he walked away. 'Not a terrible night, if I'm being honest." he thought.

Yang was shocked by the response but smiled slightly, "Dante, huh? Mama like." she said out loud. Causing Ruby to look very concerned.

A/N- Here it is, like I promised. Now before I post more, I need to say one thing. This is a 'mini-series', which to me means it'll have no more than 20 chapters. With that out of the way, I hope you all enjoy this! Catch ya all later!