A/N: Kinda, sorta, back? Maybe? I don't know. Anyway, here's a chapter! An important note regarding this fic, is on my profile. I do not own either properties. They belong to Capcom and Naoko Takuechi and Toei.

I do however want the new Sailor Moon figures coming out later this year. All five of them, but now, read this chapter!

LET'S ROCK!

Vergil carefully studied the faded, yet rusted golden door that stood several feet taller that him. He traced the elaborate designs with his eyes when he stopped walking, for a just-in-case scenario, before letting Arkham step forward. "So this way leads the way then?"

Arkham looked over his shoulder. He saw the skeptical look in the half breed's eyes. "Yes," he answered back. "Once we've past this lock, we'll be close to where the ceremonial grounds is."

"And that's where my father's seal will be broken?"

"Yes."

Vergil turned his attention to Usagi, who still wore her white princess gown expect now it was slightly dirty around the edges. Her cerulean blue irises still remained lifeless. Even though, he didn't mention it, but he was still frustrated that she and Arkham has interrupted his earlier fight at the top of the tower. He told himself not to dwell on it—since he got he wanted from his twin—but it still bothered him. His reliance on her had also annoyed him. All that he was told was that she had the power to break the seal that the Matriarch Queen of the Moon had placed. The moment he was told of this, his mind was riddled with questions. Why did his father needed another seal on top of his, in the first place? What type of seal did she was over his father's seal? And how would she, someone who housed a soul that had died more than a thousand years ago, would break it? Would she even be capable of breaking it? More importantly, how did he even contact her to even agree to this? If what he remembered was true, the Moon Kingdom were not to come directly in contact with anyone on Earth.

His prussian hued oculars looked over her. 'Was it you that caused the fall of your kingdom?' His eyes wandered down to her hands and immediately noticed that the Silver Crystal was no longer in her hands. "And her power will help break the seal?"

Arkham turned half-way, hearing the skeptic tone laced in the younger male's voice. He saw Vergil still studying her, judging her capabilities. "Of course. The Silver Crystal is more than just a healing aid. It's the most powerful weapon anyone and anything could get their hands on. If it wasn't the Queen's seal, countless demons would be after her crystal to overthrow even the most fearsome of demons, including the Prince of Darkness himself," he reassured the half-devil. "But even then, without her, using the crystal would have been useless. The crystal only reacts to her lineage alone. You cannot have one without the other. Fortunately for us, even though her seal is still strong, it has weaken. Anyone with sizable knowledge of the dark arts could have created a small crack in her barrier to get the Princess."

The older twin nodded. 'Well, that explains why we were able to get her, as well as her usefulness.' He had asked something similar before they went to her world, if kidnapping her was necessary if they needed the Silver Crystal alone to break the seal. He must admit that the Queen was smart to only have her bloodline being able to use the crystal. Although, it provided her use for him to be much longer than he anticipated.

The older, heterochromic man saw the lingering skepticism fade in accomplices' eyes, before he returned his attention the door in front of them. With his book opened to a specific page, he walked straight to the door and spoke the ancient demonic language just barely above whisper.

Vergil stood off to the side, listening to him recite the text. He didn't fully trust Arkham, that much was known. All he needed for him to do was open the seal and then cut his ties off with him. Then of course, was the blonde captive as well. He still had to use her power to open the hidden seal, and he sensed the strong power resonating within. In the back of his mind, an old legend had resurfaced as soon as Arkham mentioned 'Lunarian Princess'. The very same that the Half-Japanese, half- Romani woman(1), Setsuna Meioh, told and the same one his mother was very fond of. After Eva's untimely passing, he immediately dismissed everything told to him about the legend as a fairy tale. If that old tale was really, then he could use her and her crystal, for his own needs. Not that he would want, or even think, of relying on a foolish girl as herself, but she does a lot of power. There's also to take into account that one of her guardians that was looking for her with his brother aiding her. His original plan was falling apart and he needed to make a new one, and fast.

Arkham finished reciting the text and quickly inhaled and exhale, before he went back to unlock the faded gold door. They were soon going to reach to where will change; where everything would start anew. "People once cried out in fear of this tower. Temen-ni-gru, a foundation that brought out fear. Fear... Yes, fear."

The half demon frowned at his bald accomplice. His sadistic obsession with fear that Temen-ni-gru causes and the history behind it was another reason that he wanted to cut off his ties with him as soon as possible, but he had to wait. There was only so much patience the older twin has, and it slowly, but surely wearing thin.

"Can't you feel it?" Arkham spoke aloud, as the door began to crack open, rumbling the ground beneath them as it did. "The rage and agonies of the people. Those who confined here with their of Evil being unfulfilled. It was because Sparda," he said with a mild disgusted tone. "Slammed the door to the Demon World in the their faces."

With the lock broken and the door opened to them, Vergil began to walk through. He stopped just before the entrance when Arkham didn't follow. "What's wrong?"

The older man looked over his right shoulder for a moment, before he answered. "Nothing."

'Nothing as in that woman right?' Vergil thought to himself before he continued on his way.

Arkham glanced at Usagi. "Let us be on our way, princess."

Usagi obediently followed.

After managing to ascending the side of the tower until she find an open ledge to land on, and killing off any and every demon that got in her path, the nameless devil huntress(*) made cautious steps outside the entrance of the tower, armed and ready, to investigate the enormous, monstrous cry she heard not to long ago. She took a couple of steps when felt the ground tremble, along with a slew of dust headed in her direction. Her arm immediately went to shield her eyes as she fell on her knee.

The force was so great that even floors below the huntress stood on, Arkham, Vergil and the dazed Usagi had stopped in the path, experienced the rumble from above.

Once the quake had finally ceased and the dust had settled down, the huntress stood back on her feet. Right before her was the whale-like demon that she seen flying on her way to Temen-ni-gru. She aimed her gun high at the fallen demon. It was on its side, with dust still billowing around it, with one of its huge maroon eyes staring at her. It wasn't moving or breathing, for that matter. However, the devil huntress still had to be on her alert. She took a few slow, careful steps towards it when the eye started to move with blood seeping from its sides. The huntress was on full alert and re-aim her gun at the eye above her. She noticed that it was unnatural how the eye moved with more blood seeped from the eye as it moved as if something was trying to burst out of it. The devil hunter took a step back when the eye suddenly slashed opened.

Two people jumped out of the opening, entirely covered in blood with more of it raining down on them and the area below. The nameless hunter stared at the bloody pair safely land of their feet a couple of feet away from her, with her gun now aimed behind them. She immediately recognized one of them - the demon wearing the red leather trench coat that she encountered earlier. His ivory hair was now dyed pink, thanks to the blood. The girl beside him, her white bodysuit had also turned pink, but she didn't recognize her. She couldn't make out what the girl was wearing, other than it was questionable. Then she remembered the female voice she heard earlier.

The huntress stood silently, watching them converse with each other. 'So, that's her... but is she really a demon, too? If so, than demons have a horrible fashion sense.'

Dante shook his head, shaking the excess blood out his hair and off his chest and cargo pants. He turned to brunette beside him, with his signature smirk. "I told ya that going through the eye was faster."

Sailor Jupiter turned her head, with her limp and blood soaked ponytail whipping behind her. Her jade colored irises narrowed with into slits. Without warning, she punched his arms and watched him step back. "You ass! We're covered in blood, thanks to you!"

"We're outta that damn thing, right?" Dante countered, glaring back at her. "Besides, it's the fastest way out."

The brunette placed her hands on her hips, with her glare still present. "Do you want me punch you again?"

As soon as she finished speaking, his tongue felt the missing space of where his tooth used to be on the side of his mouth. "And have another tooth fall out?" he scoffed loudly. "No, thanks."

'I can't stand him!' Sailor Jupiter folded her arms across her chest with glare intensified from her vexation and scoffed. "You're so fucking annoying."

"The same goes for you." Dante shot back, just as bitterly as she did.

'These two are idiots.' The nameless huntress thought with disapproval, watching them enter some sort of glare-off. Her nose wrinkled in disgust as the heavy stench of blood assaulted her sense of smell. 'As ridiculous as these two are, I can't let either of them live.'

"Anyway..." the hybrid looked away from the blood soaked brunette and continued to ignore other one. He knew she was behind them and, most likely, aiming at them, as well. Even though, he acknowledged that she was still alive, she wasn't his highest priority to talk to. Let alone in the mood to even see her at all. It's not like he forgot that she shot him either. Dante shifted his attention to the couple of messages written on the wall, all in blood: Welcome. The message greeted. With an arrow underneath pointing to the entrance. Jester even took the time to even draw his face underneath the arrow. There were one other message, but he couldn't make out what it is, so he ignored it. "So, this is next stage?"

Sailor Jupiter scanned the area in front of her. 'Is this the actual front entrance? I guess it is, judging by the looks of it.' Her emerald irises spotted the writing below Jester's Welcome sign. 'No way...' She walked past Dante towards the message on the wall.

"Wait, where you going," he called after her.

The nameless demon hunter grinded her teeth and glared harder at the pair in front of her. 'The nerve of these two idiots! First they jumped out of the eye of that Leviathan. Then, get into some stupid argument, all while purposely ignoring me! Fine then.' She aimed at ponytailed brunette's head until Dante stepped in front of her, with his back facing her. 'What the-'

She re-aimed her gun when the cambion glanced over his shoulder, sending her a harsh, death glare—daring the huntress to pull the trigger. Their eyes locked into a glaring match of their own. 'That girl must be of some use to him if he's going out of his way to protect her, and it has something to do with this tower. Then, they must be involved with him. Hmphf. Either way, these two are going to be dead sooner or later. They're just obstacles in the way for completing my goals.'

The glaring match between both devil hunters came to a halt when Jupiter made a loud gasp. "Oh, my god!"

"What," the ivory haired hunter asked, still engaged in a glaring match with the second brunette over of his shoulder.

Sailor Jupiter stared at the words underneath the bloodied arrow. She checked and rechecked, and rechecked again, with the words in front of her. She even delved into her memories just to be safe. There was no doubt of it. "The message underneath the arrow," she pointed out. "It's written in Lunarian. Most of it anyway. The last sentence is written in ancient Jovian writing."

Dante was taken back by her comment. "You serious?"

She nodded. "Yeah. It says: 'If you don't hurry, your little rabbit will be given to a someone else! Best of luck, pet owner!'" Jupiter was seething. The message left a very bitter taste in her mouth. All she wanted to was to electrocute Jester, while endlessly beating him up into very bloody pulp. "What the hell does this even mean?! Does he actually want to die?"

"Whatever it the hell it means, we should hurry and find her."

Jupiter inhaled deeply before exhaling just as deep. She turned to him. "You're right. The faster we find her, the better."

"Wait!"(*)

Jupiter looked her shoulder to see a girl aiming at the back of Dante's head, who just rolled his eyes and shrugged. Making a shrug herself, she eyed the girl cautiously. The other brown haired girl looked no older than her, albeit a bit shorter. Her most predominant features were her eyes and the scar across the bridge of her nose. 'It's the girl from earlier, on that motorcycle. What does she want now?' The more she stared at her, the more angrier she was getting. She has a person to save and this chick was holding them up, regardless of what Dante said or did, earlier. Not that she cared, but Usagi came first. Unfortunately for her, she was at a disadvantage, so she couldn't just waltz up to her and punch the girl in her face. No matter how much she wanted to.

"If you're looking for a date," Dante turned around, forcibly moving the barrel away from his face, only to have it brought back to his face. "Forget it, because I make it a point to go out with women who shoot me in the head." He pointed to his forehead, emphasizing what happened earlier.

Behind him, Jupiter shifted her stare to the back of his head with disbelief. 'Is he fucking serious now?' Rolling her eyes, she headed towards the stairs. Once at the top, she leaned her shoulder against the wall and watched them converse, glaring down at them. It's not like she has all day.

"Date a demon?" The huntress chuckled. Was his ego that huge to think everyone and anyone would actually want to date one? How pathetic. Completely and utterly pathetic.

Jupiter made another impatient roll of her eyes. Why were they still talking!? Her foot began to tap in a light, steady rhythm while her arms crossed over her chest.

"I'm not that desperate." The bi-colored eyed hunter continued. 'Unlike your partner or whatever, over there.' she added mentally. "Besides, I really don't care for guys who stink like blood."

"Oh I do do I?" He knew full well that the heavy stench of blood and fish insides (mostly blood) cover him from head to toe, but that did not stop him from sniffing under his arms. "Whaddya know...you're right." he agreed nonchalantly, before whipping out Ivory from his back holster. 'Taking the longest shower when this is all over.'

Suspicion had spread throughout her body, watching carefully reach behind his back. The moment he pulled out his silver .45 calibur, her index finger begged to pull the trigger, but the ache was ignored when he leaned over to his right and leaned her left shoulder. 'What's this demon planning?'

Her body was rigid the second he invade her space. The scent of blood invaded her nostrils and the smell of behind inside the Leviathan for God knows why and how long almost made her gag. 'What the hell are you planning and how long are going to stand next to me?' she demanded as if the cambion can hear her mental lashing. Dark brown brows fell to a deep frown, barring her teeth. That's it! She was counting. Having him leaned over her with that atrocious, unbearable smell of fish insides and blood for mere few seconds was an agonizing torture! If he did not move 10 feet away from her before she counted to three, he's going to get more than one bullet through his head.

One... Tw–

The aching in her trigger finger was finally released when a pile sand of fell before a hell demon took form. 'So that's why. Hmph. Like I need your damn protection.' However, while those two demons were killed, this triggered a wave of demons to appear. They stayed at the entrance for too long.

Jupiter watched the horde of demons arrive on the platform above and came to the same conclusion—all three of them had stayed here for too long. And that only triggered her short fused temper to return. "I swear..." she commented with her miniature lightning rod raising forth. Her right arm raised to the dispersing clouded night sky, concentrating on the remaining storm clouds. Lightning heeded her call and started thrashing around the tip of her rod. She felt the electricity surge back and forth through her raised her. Her dark green eyes shifted to the invasion below. With a downward swing of her arm, multiple lightning strikes struck the heads of all the hell demons and exploded on impact.

Below, the two hunters unshielded their eyes only to see all the surrounding demons gone. However, the sands left behind were already heading back to the underworld. In unison, they looked at ponytail wearing brunette who was glaring at them.

"You're welcome." Jupiter shouted, before storming inside.

Dante merely shrugged. "A little patience wouldn't kill you, you know."

'Lightning, huh? Formidable, but..' The nameless huntress eyed the leather trench coat wearing, white haired, egotistical bastard the second she realized that the strange outfit wearing girl was glaring directly at him. 'So his partner gets frustrated with him. I almost feel sorry for her. Almost.'

"These guys deserve medals for being persistent." the cambion remarked complacently.

'What?'

The huntress snap back into reality when a second wave of hell demons emerged from both the sands and from portals that mirror like portals that materialized on the walls. With many more demons frequently entering the human plane, the two were forced to stand back against each other. Shells rained down around their feet, reducing any demon that can near to sand. This second chance meeting, lightning girl and waves of more hell demons all within the span of few minutes was driving up the wall for the smaller brunette. Sadly, that didn't stop Dante from trying to talk to her. 'Can today get any worse?' The unnamed huntress cried out.

"So, tell me, what's your name?" he asked over his shoulder. To him, this wave was just another day of work. If he was getting paid for any this, that is.

"I don't have a name!" she replied back. 'The last thing I ever want to tell you is that!'

A disappointed, yet amused suck of teeth came from Dante's direction. "Okay... The what should I call you then?"

"I don't care! Whatever you want!"

"Whatever, Lady!" Dante nonchalantly replied before making a swift leap above the approaching demons and landing on the staircase. Placing Ebony and Ivory into his back holsters, he turned around. Did he feel bad leaving with the nameless hunter with a bunch of demons? A little, to be honest, but quickly faded away. She was well armed in a fortress full of demons. It was obvious she knew what she getting into when she entered. Nameless chick can take of the demons below. Was he impressed that she even survived this long? Quite a lot, actually, but it's not she would actually listen to his compliment anyway. He still had business to take care off.

"I'll leave this to you, cuz I don't want to miss the party."

With both of them finally gone, all remained the waves of demons that needed to be dealt with. Replacing the empty magazine bases, she made a quick survey of the area. More demons. Great.

"Who counted on you anyway?"

Mission 13. Cleared.

Not bad for being semi-back, huh? Anyway, here is some bits of useless trivia. I couldn't think of what to call the room where the seal breaks, so ceremonial grounds was the closest thing I can think of.

With the asterisks., It isn't really anything. Just a thought on how Lady actually got down from where she was at... from hundreds of feet in the air... with Kalina Ann in the side of fortress... with no nearby windows... How the hell did she even get it out?! When I watching the cutscene for the second half of the chapter, Lady never did get to say why she ask Dante to wait. Like what was her reason, honestly?! Well, that can be up for interpretation. Makes no sense in-game is all I'm saying. Anyone else have an idea?

1) In the manga canon, Setsuna is half-Japanese and half-Romani.

To be honest, I find it complete... useless, frankly. (Setsuna) could have made it up. Even this is from the anime canon (I like keeping both canons separate and it fits my headcanon of each iteration of Sailor Moon is different timelines that Setsuna has been to each of them/) Setsuna tells Chibi-Usa/Rini when they meet again in S, her name here is Setsuna. So it could be some alias that she used for THAT particular timeline and that same goes for her being half-Japanese and Romani. As far as we know, Setsuna has never been reincarnated. Personally I find her death in Stars doesn't count as reincarnated. It's like using Orihime's healing/repairing ability. The starseeds were back to where to their hosts were born and their bodies were brought back. Simple as that. This is just my headcanon by the way. Yours may be totally different from mine and that's okay.

Anyhow, hope you enjoyed this installment. Until next time! (psst, I'm also on tumblr!)