The Demonic avenger, Mcu x Male oc

The chamber trembled as the two trios clashed, their attacks colliding in a blur of motion, sparks flying with each strike. The room echoed with the sound of gunfire, clashing blades, and the sheer force of their battle.

We then see Dante fighting himself as he parried a downward strike from Fake Dante's Rebellion, his own blade grinding against it as they pushed against each other.

Dante: Man, looking at you is weird as hell.

Fake Dante: Yeah? Then stop looking and start fighting, pretty boy.

Fake Dante broke the deadlock with a sudden kick to Dante's gut, sending him stumbling back. Before Dante could recover, Fake Dante fired Ebony & Ivory, forcing him to dodge.

Dante flipped backward, his coat trailing behind him.

Dante: You know, you fight almost like me... but you're missing something.

Fake Dante smirked, raising an eyebrow.

Fake Dante: Yeah? What's that?

Dante suddenly blurred forward, closing the gap instantly before Fake Dante could react.

Dante: Style.

With a powerful uppercut from Rebellion, he sent Fake Dante flying into the air. In an instant, Dante switched to Ebony & Ivory and unleashed a storm of bullets, striking Fake Dante multiple times before he even hit the ground.

Fake Dante crashed into the floor, groaning in pain as he tried to get back up.

Dante spun Rebellion in his hand.

Dante: Jackpot.

He rushed forward to finish him off—

But Fake Dante suddenly vanished in a swirl of dark energy.

Dante clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Dante: Oh, come on! At least let me finish my cool line.

He turned to check on the others.

Vergil was also fighting himself as Steel clashed with steel as The Jigoku met Yamato. Each strike was perfectly matched, neither side giving an inch. Vergil's eyes remained cold and focused as he analyzed every movement of his opponent.

Vergil: You are not me. That Yamato is nothing but a cheap imitation

Fake Vergil smirked, mirroring his stance.

Fake Vergil: Then prove it.

Both vanished in a blur of blue slashes, clashing in midair, their speed breaking the sound barrier. The shockwaves shattered the stone beneath them as they reappeared, blades locked together once more.

Vergil: You're skilled.

Fake Vergil: Of course. I am you, after all.

Vergil narrowed his eyes.

Vergil: No.

He suddenly feinted, dodging Fake Vergil's downward slash and countering with a precise cut across his chest. Blue energy flared as Fake Vergil stumbled back, gripping his wound.

Vergil didn't give him a chance to recover. With one swift motion, he sheathed his sword—

Slash.

A deep cut appeared across Fake Vergil's torso as he gasped in pain.

Fake Vergil: Tch—!

But before Vergil could finish him—Fake Vergil disappeared in a flicker of darkness.

Vergil scowled.

Vergil: Coward.

He turned his attention to Lady as she fired round after round from Kalina Ann, the explosions filling the chamber with smoke and debris. Fake Lady dodged expertly, weaving through the chaos before leaping at her with a spinning kick.

Lady barely blocked it, stumbling back.

Lady: You really don't quit, do you?

Fake Lady smirked.

Fake Lady: Nope. Neither do you.

She fired a bullet at Lady's head—

Lady ducked at the last second, the shot grazing her cheek.

Lady: Tch—!

Fake Lady rushed in, switching to close combat. She threw a punch—Lady caught her wrist. Fake Lady tried to knee her—Lady twisted and slammed her into the ground.

Lady: Yeah, no. I win.

She aimed Kalina Ann point-blank—

But before she could pull the trigger, Fake Lady's body flickered and vanished into darkness.

Lady groaned.

Lady: Oh, come on! Just once, can I actually finish someone off without them running away?

She turned to Dante and Vergil.

Lady: You guys good?

Dante twirled Rebellion over his shoulder.

Dante: Yeah, but I'm starting to get real tired of these fakes running away before I can land the finishing blow.

Vergil scoffed, sheathing his sword.

Vergil: Then we make sure the next one doesn't escape.

Suddenly, the chamber began to tremble violently. The floor beneath them started to rise, lifting them up like an elevator.

The three of them exchanged glances.

Dante: Uh... I don't like where this is going.

The darkness above them parted—

And they found themselves standing in a massive throne room.

At the far end, seated atop a grand throne of stone and dark energy—

Mundus.

He gazed down at them, his three glowing eyes filled with malice.

Mundus: You have done well to reach me.

The chamber rumbled with power as Mundus slowly rose from his throne.

Mundus: Now... show me if you are truly worthy.

Dante cracked his neck, twirling Ebony & Ivory before putting them in their holsters and taking out rebellion

Dante: Took you long enough to stop hiding.

Lady loaded her weapon.

Lady: Let's finish this.

Vergil tightened his grip on his sword.

Vergil: Mundus... your reign ends here.

And that's a wrap