Int. Outside Warehouse(Night) October 23, 2025 11:50 PM
Two people in red cloaks, Rose and Dante, landed next to a car parked outside of the burning warehouse. The smaller one, Rose, stumbled almost falling flat on her face. Luckily the taller one, Dante, was able to catch her before she fell. "Seriously come on, Rose, after all these years you still can't land on the ground without almost falling," the taller one sighed, his tone annoyed as he glanced down at Rose. A sweat drop appeared behind his head.
"Haha, sorry, Dante," Rose spluttered, her face slightly red under the hood.
Dante just looked down at her before grabbing the bridge of his nose. "Forget it, these things can't be helped, I suppose. Let's just find Lucious and get the hell out of here," he grunted. He quickly began making his way towards the warehouse. Even from outside, they could still see the remnants of the flames that had engulfed the entire building. This warehouse was where they would gather to help their boss with ritual after capturing a sinner that fit a certain requirement.
Lucious's job was to watch over the warehouse when the entire group wasn't meeting. Of course someone like Lucious would eventually fuck, having trigger the silent alarms around the building. They had maybe thirty minutes before the fire department showed up along with the police. Unlike Dante's stern face, Rose's face looked tired, with black bags under her eyes.
Rose stretched out her arms, letting out a huge yawn, she quickly began to walk in step with Dante, her small frame barely reaching up to his hip, skipping as they walked up the long driveway. "Do you think the boss man might be upset with his warehouse now burned to the ground?" Rose questioned Dante, her head cocked to the side.
"We both know what this factory meant to him. It wasn't only something that we used for the rituals. Lucious better hope he's been sent back to the underworld, because the boss would probably torture him or something," Dante explained his tone neutral as if not caring in the slightest "Right now, just grab Lucious and let's get back to headquarters."
Rose pouted, "Fine, fine. Don't have fun, you spoilsport, always so serious."
Dante snorted in response, not really saying anything. The duo stood right outside where the entrance used to be. The smell of smoke was prominent in the air as the inferno continued engulfing the entire building. The crackling sounds of the flames were almost comforting for Dante. He remembered trying to break into hell way back to save his love that was captured due to his first sin. Dante's pride wouldn't allow anyone to take her from him. Even after saving her from Lucifer, her soul was sent to heaven, but he decided to stay and become a demon, becoming the demon of pride under Lucifer's first general Abaddon. Those were years ago. While his heart still ached for his lost love, some days he regretted not going with her, but the ability to have eternal life was too tempting.
"Ugh, come on, old man, let's hurry up. My skin is losing moisture standing this close to the flames!" Rose whined, her voice echoing from inside the warehouse.
Dante let out another sigh, but followed after her, thankful that he's not a human anymore. Things like smoke and fire didn't affect them as seriously as it would humans well, affecting Dante. Dante's strength is just one step lower than the general himself. He quickly walked through the warehouse, wanting to get this mission over with, wanting to get back to sleep. Quickly catching up to Rose, the duo made their way to where the merchandise was kept—a front to stop the warehouse from being investigated.
"Ugh, look at everything burned, all of our hard work getting Blake here went to waste," Rose complained.
Dante glanced down at Rose, not caring about the warehouse. His senses were screaming that they should leave, but he didn't get why. It felt like holy magic was used, but there shouldn't have been any movement from the church to the city yet. He'd have to doublecheck their sources, but Dante hasn't heard of any exorcists being dispatched to the city yet. They've been purposely keeping a low status for that very reason, or at least until they could grow their army. Ignoring Rose's constant muttering and complaining, Dante began walking, the feeling of running away growing strong as he walked past where they drew the message in blood.
Rose slightly jogged to keep up with Dante's long strides. "Slow down, Dante, what the hell." Rose had a slight sweat drop going down the back of her neck, though whether it was from her lack of exercising or the heat in the building, she didn't know. She grumpily followed behind Dante, annoyed with the fact she was forced to be here. "Being forced out of my damn beauty sleep to go help out that creep Lucious," she muttered to herself.
Dante stepped over multiple boxes, amongst other burnt objects littering the ground. Feeling like the building was going to collapse at any time, he sped up his walking, following his sense of the holy energy he felt earlier. He also noticed the lack of feeling from Lucious. Usually, Dante would feel an overwhelming amount of lust in the area Lucious would be, yet this time there was nothing at all besides the small pulse of holy energy. Dante had a bad feeling, a sinking feeling in his stomach as he continued onwards.
Rounding another corner, with Rose hot on Dante's heels, she didn't realize he stopped until she collided with his back. "What the hell" Rose shouted before trailing off. In the middle of the room, Lucious was pinned in the air with a spear going down his throat. The body was so burnt that small flakes were falling to the ground. Rose took note of the two bodies on the ground. Wanting to get a closer look at them, she walked forward before being pulled back roughly by the back of her head by Dante.
"Stop moving forward, you idiot," Dante commanded as Rose continued to keep trying to walk forward.
Rose kept struggling, her face becoming set in heavy anger. "Let me go, you fucking freak, ahh!" she yelled in anger.
Dante used his strength to pick her off the ground, a small smirk on his face at seeing her legs kicking in the air. "If you would've walked forward, the holy energy surrounding those two and Lucious would fully kill you," he explained.
Rose quickly stopped struggling with a look of confusion on her face. "Explain now, Dante!"
"What a drag," Dante mumbled under his breath, trying to hold back his anger at dealing with the little gremlin. "That much holy energy is rare, but it is enough to kill demons as strong as us," he explained, setting Rose back down on her feet.
Rose looked at the two men, noting the one with a darker skin complexion was cute, but decided not to voice her opinion out loud. "Does that mean that Lucious actually died?" She asked, turning to face Dante, looking up into his face. "What would've happened if I would've kept walking?"
Dante looked forward, a small white barrier barely noticeable appearing in his sight. He took a moment, not because he didn't know the answer, but he didn't know how to phrase it."The holy energy is a direct opposition to what makes us. While we can corrupt priests, bishops, and members of the church, the strongest members of the church, different from believers, by the way have the strength to kill us, not just the body but the soul," he answered.
Rose turned and looked back at Lucious' body, her mind racing as she put the words together. "You're saying that Lucious died, like he's completely gone."
"Exactly, it could happen to us if we would've gotten closer," he added.
Rose just nodded, not concerned at the fact Lucious died; she never really cared for him. He was very creepy, and is fifty percent of the reason the myths about Zeus existed. No, the thing that made her pause was the fact she never knew that she could die permanently. It was almost infuriating how she could've easily died if Dante wasn't here to stop her from walking foolishly into the barrier.
Dante turned around, walking away from the barrier, knowing there isn't much left to do here but report back to the boss.
"Ugh, old man, wait up," Rose shouted and quickly followed him out of the warehouse.
The sound of burning still echoing in the air as pieces of the building fell around the barrier, though as if by magic anything that touched the barrier would disintegrate, protecting the two bodies from anything that would endanger them. A small fairylike creature circling around them floated around the two men as the building continued to fall apart.