The two brothers walked into the ancient library and took a look around. By the look of it, it hadn't been visited for a number of years.

"Such a mess brother, don't you agree?"

"Yes, it is quite messy. Maybe we should help clean up after finding that blasted book."

Hector raised his newly acquired left arm. It was that of a demon, it once belonged to a demon made of stone. It was a claw with cracks emitting a red glow. This arm had  replaced his old one, and to augment its powers he had imbued it with the souls of fire demons. This new arm had proved to be an adequate replacement for his old one. His brother had never gotten use to it and constantly stared at it. Hector took offense at this and often had to remind his brother about it. His brother had never met Tony and since the day that Hector had lost his arm had been eager to meet him. Hector's brother, Antenor, waits and longs to fight Tony and prove his superiority, but their sister Penthisileia has claimed that she is the one to best Tony. The siblings often quarrel over this matter, but it was decided between them that a compromise would be reached. Penthesileia would find Tony and bring him to Antenor. 

"Brother, do you think sister has already found Tony?"

"Knowing how slow she is, I would guess she is taking her time."

"Is that a yes or a no?"

"That would be a no. It should have been easy to figure out."

Hector and Antenor continued to rummage through the many bookshelves. Hector had just been getting ready to move to the next bookshelf when he saw it.

"Brother! I have found it! I have found it!"

"Are you sure? That is the book?"

"Yes brother, it has all the characteristics. The text, it is here."

"Then, we must leave. Time to clean up brother."

"Yes, such a nice place shouldn't be in disarray."

Hector used the spirits in his arm and ignited the bookshelf nearest him, the flames would surely spread and consume the entire library. What a waste, all that knowledge would be forever forgotten and the authors never remembered. Hector and Antenor cared not about that, they only shielded the book in their possesion. 

"The ceremony can begin soon. Finally, we can be whole again." muttered Antenor under his breath

Penthesileia ran at full speed after a fleeing Tony. He had been nothing like the man whom Hector had described. He wore nothing but black and spoke little. The only things which she could recognize were the swords. They were unmistakeable. There was the two broadswords that were like twins, they rested on his back. Then, there was the katana at his side. The katana that should be hers, or at least that's how she saw it. She was him after all, Tony was merely his nephew. That was her main problem with this guy, he claimed ownership of her sword.

What is this, she had caught up with Tony. Penthesileia was but a couple feet away when she used her devil arm, Atlas. 

Atlas, an artifact from the demon realm, covered Penthesiliea's body with steel. She now had the appearance of being made from steel and having a metallic luster. She grabbed Tony's left leg and he fell. Tony was face down but was as calm as ever. Penthesiliea walked pver to the fallen Tony, and landed an axe-kick onto Tony's back. Before she could strike a second time however, Tony had rolled to the side and was on his feet. Where he had lain, there was a crater of small size left over from the missed kick.

If that would have hit me...

"Who are you?"

"Me? That hurts. You don't even know your own cousin?"

"Cousin... cousins don't try to kill each other."

"Well then I am Hector's sister. You do know him, don't you?"

"Yes I do. Last time we met he ran like a coward and couldn't face defeat."

 "Coward, wouldn't you do the same?"

"No, I would have accepted defeat and its consequences."

"How do you know that?"

"I know, because I have already died once."

Penthesiliea laughed at Tony's facial expression "The seriousness on your face makes you look oh so attractive." 

Tony gave her a cold look. "Attractive? Cousins aren't attracted to each other either."

"Well I am sorry if I am not a very good cousin." 

 Tony put his hand on the hilt of Rebellion. "Don't make me use this. Do you know what happened to Hector?"

"Oh, why yes I do. If I correctly recall, you severed his arm. He looked so pathetic when he came home crying. I had to beat the fear out of him."

Tony quickly drew the Yamato. Penthesilea looked at the sword, then at Tony with envy. Tony laughed. Penthesilea went into a fury and started throwing punches and kicking with lightning speed. Tony dodged every kick then jumped over Penthesilea. She couldn't turn around in time and Tony performed a downward slash, throwing into it all his strength. As soon as the blade touched her body, it was repelled with great force.

S**t!

The look on Tony's face betrayed his true feelings. Although he looked calm he was distressed by the fact that his prized sword wasn't working. Tony didn't have time to switch swords, unless he was willing to leave himself open. Penthesilea kept punching and kicking but each time was either blocked or dodged. Just as Tony put up his sword to block an axe kick, a sword made of magical energy appeared above Penthesilea's head. Soon she summoned an entire ring of swords around her so that Tony couldn't even get close. Then all the swords flew in Tony's direction. Tony was impaled by the summoned blades and flinched. In this brief second, Penthesilea landed a solid hit to Tony's face. Tony began to fall backward and dropped Yamato at the same time. Tony was on the floor and had no time to lose, he drew both his custom sword and the Force Edge from the holsters on his back and quickly got up. Penthesilea didn't mind, she simply picked up the Yamato and slashed in Tony's general direction. A bolt of demonic energy came from the sword and flew in Tony's direction. Tony was able to defend himself with his two swords, but the blast from the demonic energy sent him flying.

Tony was tired, but he couldn't show his cocky cousin. Penthesilea turned her back on him and started to walk away. Tony didn't like this at all. She had just stolen his prized possession and was walking away. The floating swords appeared once again and all impaled Tony. The pain was intense and he couldn't move.  

"O. I almost forgot. Antenor wanted the credit for killing you."

 Penthesilea knocked Tony to the floor and started dragging him by the leg. 

"You aren't exactly the lightest person you know."

Tony didn't feel like talking to her so he just gave her a smile in reply.

 There must be some way to free myself of this paralysis. thought Tony

She dragged him for some while before they reached their destination. That destination was a city. The very city where Dante's shop was situated and Temen-Ni-Gru was once raised. In the city there was an abandoned warehouse where Antenor and Hector waited. 

"Hey! Get your lazy butts over here! I have the kid." yelled Penthesilea

"Calm down sister, we are coming. Do you have the sword as well?" asked Antenor

"Of course I do. Now take care of this piece of trash." ordered Penthesilea

"That attitude of yours is starting to get on my nerves. Do you have the key also?"

"Key, what key?"

"The orb. How could you forget?"

 "Don't worry, its probably on him. I found him in a cave for god sakes. He wouldn't have left anything behind."

"You are sure?" asked Antenor

"I am awake you know." said Tony 

"Good. That way when I kill you, I can hear you scream for mercy." said Antenor

"No, he is mine." said Hector

"We have already discussed this Hector."

"No, let him fight me. I'm just about ready to beat your ass again."

"Shut up."

Penthesilea proceeded to kick Tony in the face and brake his nose.  

"Damn, next time you kick someone in the face make sure you are NOT wearing heels. Because that would hurt like a b****."

"Shut up!!" 

Penthesilea stomped on Tony's face three more times.

Good, I am getting to her.

"Antenor, you can have your battle now because I am done with him."

Tony chuckled. "Come on princess lets have a round two."

Penthesilea walked to another part of the warehouse and left Tony to Antenor and Hector. For a while they just looked at his bloody face, then Hector walked over to Tony.

"Still a smart aleck huh?"

"Always was, always will be."

"Even after you are defeated?"

"Defeated? I was just playing NICE!!!"

Tony then activated his devil trigger. The flux caused Hector to fall and Antenor to flinch. Tony had awakened the demon inside him after three years of training and solitude. It was a fearsome sight. He had a red aura like his father, but his devil trigger was stronger due to more demon blood. He had wings like a bat and his entire body became dark with a charcoal appearance. His black windbreaker looked more like armor and he had curling horns like a ram. He had yellow electricity sparking from his hands and claws. His eyes were red and his pants became more armor. His entire body had just become a weapon, but he didn't need it. He had the Force Edge and his custom look-alike. 

"NIICE!!!!!!" 

Penthesilea heard Tony speak and turned around. She then heard a loud crash which in actuality was Hector hitting a bookshelf. 

My goodness, those boys cannot take care of themselves. They need me to wipe their asses I swear.

Penthesilea walked back to the warehouse and saw Hector cowering before Tony. Tony used his bare hands to tear off Hector's new arm. Hector screamed in agony and then Tony tried to tear both his arms from their base at his shoulders. But all Tony could do was dislocate them because just then, Antenor tackled Tony. They fell to the floor and Antenor was on top of Tony punching him in the face. Tony quickly put his palm in Antenor's face and released a bolt of yellow electricity into it. Antenor tried to get Tony's hand out of his face as it was slowly being roasted. 

"You idiots. I can't even trust you guys to take care of THIS."

 Penthesilea devil triggered. Tony saw her, but didn't want to challenge her just yet.