8 years pass.
Dante spun Rebellion like a buzz saw blade, butchering the poor demon.
"Come on!" Dante waved his hand at the other demons, who charged in a rage. Dante leaped high in the air, grabbing a demon's face with his hand as he rose. He slammed his right fist into the demon's chest, cracking it's armor, a simple kick sent it higher into the air, and Dante flipped upside down and spun to deliver bullets into the other demons. Instead of landing, Dante bounced off a demon's head and impaled his sword into the still airborne demon.
Now Dante landed, striking a Jeet Kun Do pose. The remaining two demons attacked. Dante's foot hit the first in the jaw, spinning to deliver a backfist to the second. He followed up with a three stage kick, then grabbed the demon's arm and throwing it into the other. Dante finished them both off with an axe kick so hard, it shook Rebellion out of the ceiling. The blade landed perfectly in Dante's sheathe.
"Second floor, clear." He muttered into his blue tooth.
"Good job Danny." Tony replied. "Now return to the.....oh, ****." Over the Bluetooth came the sound of gunfire and demon screaming. "Son of a- They were hiding underground! Danny, get here now!"
Dante responded instantly, taking off down the hall.
A small army of demons arrived. Ordinarily. he would have loved to take them apart, but not when Tony was in danger.
Dante fired both guns into the demons, never breaking his run even as he struck poses to hit more demons..
The Dark-Wing jumped down the stairs, landing neatly on his feet, with his red and black coat swirling from the force. Dante stumbled as he ran. Over his Bluetooth, he heard the sound of gunfire. Then it stopped.
"You......It can't be you! I killed you, you son of a bitch!" Anthony was scared, but Dane didn't know why.
There was more gunfire, the sound of flesh being pierced. Then silence. Dante ran faster, finally arriving at the mouth of the tunnel in the basement. And there he was.
"Hey, Danny." Anthony tried to smile, but the effort just made him cough up blood. One hand clutched futilely at the wound in his chest. The other held the broken horn of the demon that had hurt......the demon that had killed him
"Tony...." Dante set down his twin GMI Model 3 handguns, affectionately called "Ebony and Ivory".
"Didn't expect to see him here." The demon hunter laughed bitterly. "Looks like you'll be on your own from now on, Danny."
"No. C'mon" Dante reached over to pick up Tony, carry him to a hospital, but Tony waved him off.
"Danny, relax. I taught you everything I know about killing demons. But do me one favor." Anthony handed him the horn. "This horn belongs to a bastard by the name of Koschei. He used to be an assassin...for Mundus."
Dante's eyes morphed at the name, turning icy blue inside of blood red. Ice inside of flames.
"Yeah. Find him, you find Mundus. Good luck, Danny." And with that, Anthony died