Yeah so the idea for Cat Scratch Fever came from a Ted Nugent song and the movie Catwoman. I'm sad to say that I don't own DMC or Catwoman or the rights to the song by Ted Nugent. Enjoy and review if you want more to this fanfic. K thanks!
Dante sat behin his desk with his feet propped up on the scratched and ringed surface with a piece of pizza on one hand and an open beer in the other. He was giving Lady a bored gaze as she ranted on about two "Cat Women" that jipped her on a job. He only smirked and took a sip of the beer in his hand.
"What'd they look like?" He asked curiously. "Were they hot?"
"Shut up you perverted asshole! That's besides the point! What I'm trying to get through that insanely thick skull of yours is, that if you aren't careful they will snatch your jobs from under your nose."
"Ok ok I get it. You're pissed about them stealing your thunder. What do you want me to do about it?"
"Find. Them. Do it and I might take a few grand off of your debt that you owe me."
Dante only raised a pale brow at his campanion. Trish was lounging on the worn couch with a fashion magazine in her hands reading, half listening to the conversation between the two.
"Why don't you just extend an olive branch to them?" She saud speaking up and turning a page nonchalantly.
"What?" Lady said incredulous.
"Think about it, they have skills, impressive skills if they could pull one over on you and steal your jobs and such. Skills that could be very beneficial to Devil May Cry and help Dante pay his debt pff to you quicker." Trish said never taking her eyes off the page she was reading.
"Whatever. Do what you want Dante. But make sure they stop butting in on my jobs or I will come back in here and put a bullet in your head."
Dante watched her storm out and slam the door behind her.
"Man she was pissy." Dante said setting down his beer and pinching the bridge of her nose. he looked over at Trish.
"Mhm."
"What do you think?"
Trish sighed and closed her magazine, keeping the place with her finger. She sat up and looked at her closest friend.
"Draw them out and talk business on your next mission. They're bound to show."
"Man that chick was shitty!" said one woman pulling off her stylish cat shaped lether and spandex cat mask of dark grey.
"Yeah no kiddin'" the other said pulling her whip, guns, and sword from her belt. She started to undress from the warm clingly black lether that she wore. after a moment she spoke to her best friend.
"Lilith, do you think she has connections?"
"From what I hear she's in legue with the guys that own that wierd shop Devil May Cry. Wanna go over and see if they need any "office" help?"
"Yeah, let's do it tomorrow."
"I'm thinking that they're gonna want to team up."
"Maybe. Oh by the way. I have info on a new mission. Lots and lots of demons to kill and more goodies to snatch up."
"Ember, you have got to be the greediest little theif ever."
"True, but then again. Vergil does pay top dollar for the Devil Arms we get and all the other oddities that we find."
"I don't give a fuck Vergil is sexy."
I only rolled my eyes and hung up my black cat mask and moved to my dresser for my pjs.
"Best thing about Vergil is that he doesn't suspect that Catwoman is actually the sweet innocent looking librarian that he sees every day when he checks out his books." Ember said stripping down.
"Yeah, but he's not stupid. if he hasn't figured us out yet he will. then Dante will know."
"Mhm."