Devil May Cry; Main Office.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

Nyx face contort into a look of confusion then offenses at Dante's words."I'll have you know I've hosted many parties long before you were born. Why my parties were-" she stopped herself. "Wait a second, you're trying to distract me! I won't fall for that again!" She looked down at Dante. "You're trying to distract me while you come up with some plan! I won't let you!"

The horse Dante patted jerked his head down. Nearly biting Dante. Only missing by the skin of it's teeth. The horse grimace. Showing off large vampire like fangs.

"That so called demon king holds nothing over the power of night." Nyx opened her wings. "I control the very darkness it's self! I could swallow you all-"

"Let's just cut the chatter." River foward and summoned her scythe. "You're trying to escape the underworld so you can get revenge on the people who fucked you over. I'm here to stop you, and these two just kinda got roped into it." She point the scythe at the goddess. "Let's get on with it."

"I see you share your father's showman spirit." She grabbed her whip. "No matter. Shadow! Shade! Rip them to pieces!"

The two horses charge at the brothers. There mouths open widen all the way. Attempting to bite into the brother's and tear them apart. There hooves smashing down repeatedly.

Throwing his right leg back...he summons the Balrog! using raw force to COAT his whole booted leg with powerful flames that were hotter than the SUN! all before he THRUSTS his leg upwards at the horses face and SLAMS it upwards! forcing the horse to THROW it's head back! The Son of Sparda took this moment to use the TRICKSTER style to vanish, and speed his way onto the horses back! Summoning King Cerberus, he transforms the weapon into a thundering three-section staff before he hoists the weapon up and SLAMS the middle pole between its TEETH! pulling HARD before he FORCES the monster horse into his grasp and makes it run WILD! riding it while it's hoofs SLAM super HARD against the ground! The Legendary Devil Hunter was having a BLAST! riding the horse with excitement in his voice! "YEEEEHAAAAAAW!~ Yeah! YEAH! Get it--GET IT! HAHAHA! WoooHOHOOOooo--GIDDY UP HORSIE!!~"

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

"The gods have plenty of there own terrifying artifacts." River lead the way. Her bronze arm lifted up. "Years ago, someone stole Zesu's thunderbolt. Imagine if someone had just stole a nuke. That's about as much as people were panicking." River looked back at the two. "Let's hope that artifact doesn't have the same potential damage, otherwise I don't think any of us are gonna leave alive."

The darkness began to grow thicker as they reached to top of the tower. The wind began to pick up. Till finally, they made it to the peak.

The peak was consumed by darkness so thick River thought she would choke on it. She took a deep breath. The daughter of Thanatos stepped foward, opened her wings, and raised her prosthetic arm up. "NYX!" She shouted, hoping no one would be able to notice the fear she was feeling. "SHOW YOURSELF!"

A laugh echo from all around them. The darkness blew past River with hurricane like winds, gathering in front of River, just off the edge of the tower. The darkness began to take the form of a woman with large black wings. "So you finally arrive!"

Nyx was massive. Nearly 40 feet tall. Her body shift like smoke, never truly staying in one place at a time. Her face constantly shifted, except for her blinding white eyes. Her hair flowed long and held the beauty of all of the stars above. She wore a dress that looked like it was made up of the milky way. At her side was a pitch black whip.

On her back were two massive wings. Each beat of her wing sent darkness falling over. The only shielding they had was River's arm and Dante's light. River brought her wings up to shield herself from the wing beats.

"It's so nice to finally meet you two face to face." Nyx looked down at the twins. One of her hands, looking like it was made up from the cosmos, rested on the tower. "I've heard so much about you two. Demonspawn." Her voice dripped with disgust. She raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

Did she trust them? She trusted Dante, at least right now she did. Vergil however? He felt like the romans or those who had sided with Kronos. Enemies she had face on the battle field but now was expected to break bread with. To forget about all the lives lost, the battles fought, her fucking arm. Like it was just a minor disagreement.

He'd yet to harm her personally, but from the pieces she put together she got an unsettling picture. She wanted to trust that he changed, but- "Trust isn't easy for someone like me." The half-blood finally spoke. Her voice grim as the room they were in.

"I've trusted you two so far because you've been the only presences who haven't tried to kill me since I begun this quest." Her prosthetic hand tighten into a fist. A constant reminder of the cost of the war. The cost of her own hubris and cowardice. "But I don't know what will happen once we finally get back to the world of the living. If we even get back at all."

"I've faced horrors since before I entered hell. Titans, the giants, and the Triumvirate Holdings." River closed her eyes. "I've spent the past three years trying to live a normal life after the wars I've fought in back to back. This is the first quest I've been on since I was 16." River's heart pounded like the drums of war.

"I don't want this quest to be the catalyst for any more bloodshed tied to the gods." Her feathers puffing up. "I saw how you two were with Nemesis. Nyx is against us but Nemesis she's not." She squeezed her eyes shut. "Yet I saw the glow in your eyes and I saw you linger on where she disappeared to."

"And while I trust you Dante, I don't know if I can fully trust V-" River cut herself off. A sob reached her throat. Giving a sliver of vulnerability. Of a child scared of what is to come when they finally leave. Salvation? War?

The two brother's were so strong she had no doubt they could pose a serious threat to Olympus. River took a deep breathe. A whirlwind of emotions inside her. Was she dooming the world? Or maybe she could trust Dante to keep Vergil in check?

River looked at Vergil. Really looked at him. She thought about what he had told her, when the two were sitting in the library. About how he had once forsaken his humanity. She thought on the promise he made her. It wasn't like an oath on the styx. No fear of divine punishments if it's broken. Choosing to take fate into his own hands. Finally, she came to a decision.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

River looked at the door. It was all finally coming to an end. After what felt like eons in the underworld. Flying through tartarus, finding the two brothers, bumping into horors that she didn't even know existed. Beyond this door laid one final challenge. Nyx. All they had to do was open it. And yet...

"Wait." River stood in front of the door. She opened her wings as wide as she could. "Before we stepped through this door, there's something I need you to do. Both of you." Death's daughter turned to them.

Dante looked over towards Vergil...looking at him for a few moments...before he lets out a sigh and smirks, scratching the back of his head as he also saw fit to speak. "Jeez...I'm surrounded by drama queens...But, Vergil is right...We don't exactly have time to make any "Oaths"...On top of that, it's just not our style! If I wanted to make an Oath to anybody, I woulda quit Devil Hunting altogether and shot off to live in the mountains as a hermit, or something along those lines anyway."

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

"I've seen you're office before. Never been in it." River paused to think of how to phrase her next words. "I assume it was a place for... adults. Did I mention that already?" She shrugged. "Either way, living to 44? I think I might end up monster chow long before then."

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

"I got a couple extra hairties if you need them." River offered Dante. "I should probably put my own hair back. Don't want to choke on it while fighting." She grabbed her hair and quickly braided it before putting a hair tie in. "I was gonna get a haircut now that summer was here, but well, I got caught up with this whole underworld mess." She explained.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

"Wish I had deep pockets like yours. If I did I'd be able to fit so much more supplies here." River slashed at a few more marionettes. "I know someone, back at my camp. He has this magic tool belt." River took to the air. "I'm not sure how exactly it works. But it seems to be bottomless." She dived bomb a few of them. Landing on the ground next to Vergil. "Maybe your coat works like that or something?" She suggested.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

With the cage Dante punched, a blue skull came falling out. River quickly caught it before it hit the ground. "Got it!" She smiled, but that smile faded quickly.

She stayed focused on fighting the puppets. The new weight of her scythe didn't impact her swings as much as she thought. She didn't have to put as much effort in them as she use to. It was a change, but a welcome one.

She managed to stay out of the twins of Sparda's way, but it wasn't easy. She finally understood why people complained about her 'taking up too much space' when they fought next to her. The half-blood needed to be cautious about not to get into Dante or Vergil's way.

"Eh! I like to think I have deeper pockets! But then again, if I did...I'd have a trillion lines of cash on me right about now! THEN I'd be paying off all my debts without a care in the world!...Sadly however--" He spun around and placed Spiral away! using his open right hand to summon...Nevan! A Demonic guitar that can transform into a scythe! He STRUMS on the thundering strings and summoned an army of bloodthirsty lightning bats! ROCKING away until the Infernal flying beasties had their fill! "--Not everybody is perfect! and believe it or not...nether am I! Though I guess that depends on who you ask~!"

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

With the cage Dante punched, a blue skull came falling out. River quickly caught it before it hit the ground. "Got it!" She smiled, but that smile faded quickly.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

Sacrifices were nothing new to her. She had been sacrificing portions of her food to the gods for most of her life. But why would they just be piled up here?

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

She then turned to Vergil. "Before you ask, no I don't know how it works and I don't want to think about it." She explained quickly. "Let's just get that skull and get the hell out of here."

River pushed the door open to the skull room. Her wings stiffened as she pushed against the heavy door. "Danm door..." she finally pushed it open with one last shove. The room was filled to the brim with bones and cobwebs. Her mind immediately went to the lair of arachnid. How she had the bones of those who had found her covering her lair. Hopefully she wasn't here.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

She stepped closer. Her eyes growing more intense. "You can try to hide it all you want, we both know the truth. You're alone, without a place to belong. Your only family a brother you can't trust and a nephew who resents you."

River got between the two. Her heart in her throat. Nemesis was testing them. That or she just wanted to break them down. But why? "Thank you, Nemesis. But we really need to keep going."

Nemesis sighed and clicked her tongue. "So be it. I won't stick around for when your father shows up." She began walking towards a shadow. "Don't forget River what the prophecy says, 'Death shall be the livings' escape or end.'" She smirked before stepping into the shadows; disappearing.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

River relax slightly, folding her wings back behind her back. Her eyes keep looking over at Dante. Watching him pace around. "Of course Nyx mom. My father is her son after all." She shrugged. "So Nemesis is my aunt, kinda. It's complicated." River clarified.

River noticed Vergil taking a closer look at Asteroth. "It's pretty convenient, being able to turn a large scythe into a small form." She took the cube back out. Up close it looked like just a normal cube, with a few different bits and bobs on the side, mostly for fidgeting. "It was a gift from my father when I was young. There are a few weapons like it out there, at least that I've heard of. But I've only ever seen one other, own by a child of Poseidon. It's name tide terror or something like that. But instead of turning into a scythe it's a sword." She carefully tossed the cube up and catching it with her hands with a few times before putting it away.

"I hope that trinket still works. I've had the feathers on my wings nearly burnt off plenty of times before. It's not exactlya fun time." River rubbed her wing. It still hurt from the manticore's venom, but less so now. Even so, every time she moved it it sent waves of agony down her spine. But she'd have to keep going. She would get it properly looked at if they managed to get out of here.

Dante of course would simply act his usual self, slowly walking back and forth as he extended his arms! gesturing to the whole tower. "So Nyx is a Mommy huh? How about that! Based on how "charming" she has been since we came here, I honestly would NOT have guessed her to be the type! Buuuut I get the feeling you're here for MORE than just a "Bring you're daughter to work day" event...So why ARE you here exactly? I know it's not to catch the sixth train."