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AN: Well this probably sucks but look at my idea for an actual story...yeah, it probably sucks but a great guy once said something: fuck it! Well a bunch of people say that actually so fuck it, I'm doing this!


"Dante..." the woman beneath the white haired Nephilim moaned and begged as she writhed beneath him but his strong hands held her shaking hips down no matter how much she moved. "Please..."

"Please what Kat?" Dante grinned up at her, giving her shockingly sensitive womanhood another lick, making the woman below him moan.

"...please..."

"Come on Kat, you can do it."

"Fuck me! I want your cock now!"

Dante gave her womanhood one last kiss before rising, taking a moment to align his cock with it and plunging in, making the woman above him nearly scream as she was filled up almost instantly before her entire body shook in waves of ecstasy as Dante plunged in and out of her, filling her up again as quickly as he would leave her feeling empty, aching for him to return.

"Harder Dante, harder!" Kat's arms wrapped around his back, her nails digging into his back and leaving marks, something that seemed to only excite Dante, the Nephilim pumping in and out of her harshly before, sadly, they were interrupted when the door to their apartment opened and a scream made Dante stop.

"Ms. Potter, what are you doing with that thing!"


After calming down, particularly Dante since he seemed ready to attack the intruders, and getting some clothes on, her shorts and one of his old shirts and Dante just throwing on a pair of pants along with his jacket, Kat sat on one end of the bed, Dante leaning back against the wall smoking, and the three figures in robes that had interrupted them sat in chairs they had made with a wave of sticks in their hands. The tenseness in the air made Kat sigh as she leaned back, resting back against Dante who continued to glare at the people in robes in their apartment. Two of the three did the same, hardly hiding their looks of disgust when they looked at Dante, while the last one, the guy dressed in red, glanced from Kat to the floor in a seemingly endless cycle. The old woman of the trio turned her eyes to Kat, a strange amount of warmth in them as she began speaking.

"Ms. Potter, despite your relationship with this...this thing-"

"Maybe you didn't hear me the first time but my name's Dante you bitch."

"Dante, calm down." Kat only received a noncommittal grunt from the Nephilim, something that she knew was the best she was going to get if he was as annoyed as he seemed with the three after they barged into their place.

"Minerva, Severus, perhaps the two of you sh-"

The man didn't get to finish when a glare from the woman made him close his mouth, turning his eyes back to the floor without making another sound.

"Ms. Potter, ignoring everything else, the three of us are here to offer you a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, one of the premier school for young witches and wizards across Europe." The woman's words gained only a raised eyebrow from the Wiccan Witch.

"So?" The black haired man with a hooked nose barely held back a snort of distaste as he sneered at the girl as he looked at her, earning a growl from Dante.

"I knew we should not have tried your way Minerva, we'll need to deal with this animal first before talking to her."

"For once, I agree with you Severus."

"Perhaps we should tr-"

"Shut it Potter, why we brought you I still don't know!"

Two of the three, one a woman in green robes and the other a man in black robes, stood up as the other, dressed in red robes, remained sitting with a look of defeat on his face as they drew their sticks again, lights growing in size at the end of them as they pointed them towards Dante.

"Ms. Potter, step away from that thing." the woman spoke again, a tone of disgust in her voice and Kat tensed, looking at the sticks in their hands and Dante easily caught onto her mood, wrapping an arm around her as he held out one hand, a smaller version of the shuriken like blade called Aquila appearing in his hand, two of them held between his fingers, before he threw them forward.

With a pained shout, they dropped their sticks as they clutched at their hands, smoke rising from the wound before the silver blades vanished as Dante glared at the two clutching at their hands.

"Fuck off, can you understand that?" The white haired Nephilim didn't bother to hide his glare towards the two robe wearing freaks who had barged into his apartment. "You assholes come near Kat again and you're dead, got it?" Holding the Wiccan witch tighter against him, the half Angel and half Devil spared one last glare to the two before gently kissing Kat's neck.

"Dante, what are you doing?" Trying to whisper in outrage failed when she moaned when the Nephilim began sucking on her neck while his hands gently moved up and down her stomach.

"These guys are pissing me off, tell them they need to get the fuck out."

"Severus, Minerva...maybe, maybe we should leave?" the black haired man wearing the red robes seemed afraid to even speak, both of his companions glaring at him before they suddenly vanished with a crack, both nursing their wounded hands.

"Kat..." the man's entire demeanor immediately changed once the two were gone, he seemed more confident but also his eyes changed. They showed a certain emptiness in them, one only caused by loss. "For what it's worth...I'm happy for you." Looking to be done, the man vanished with another crack, a letter the only thing marking his place there along with a stick of wood.

"Dante..." Kat tensed in the Nephilim's arms, not from what Dante was now doing, his hands were drifting lower, but from the weird energy she was getting from the envelope the man in red had left.

'Maybe I should open it?' Kat looked to Dante who stopped, his arms wrapping around her waist as he began to kiss her neck. "Just to see what it's about?"

"Kat, do what you want but can it wait?" Dante's hands may have been idle for the moment but they were beginning to move again, Kat holding back a sigh as they slipped under her shirt and began massaging her stomach but it was enough for her to shake her mind clear of the letter, focusing much more on the Nephillim's wandering hands.

"Dante..." Kat leaned back into Dante, enjoying the Nephilim's sudden attention to her breasts after his hands had finished with her stomach. "I need you again."

Kat tried turning her head to kiss Dante next but the Nephilim sighed as he pulled back, he wasn't clueless and could see Kat was still distracted by the letter sitting on the bed and knowing where it would lead if he continued, for once he was holding back his more bestial urges to deal with the mess in front of him now before it was a massive problem he had to solve later. Even if it did involve introducing those annoying assholes to Rebellion.

"Kat, who the hell where those three?" Dante readjusted his grip on her, leaning back on the wall behind them while still keeping his hold on her.

"Can we not talk about it." Kat sighed as she turned around, wrapping her arms around Dante. "Maybe they were demons or something in disguise."

"No, I would have sensed them and this whole city is a mess right now, they wouldn't be able to hide their true forms either with all the energy in the air." Dante gently began rubbing circles on her back, Kat glancing up at his shock white hair, an effect of the changed state of Limbo City since Mundus had fled. "Mind telling me who they really were now?"

"Please Dante...I can't deal with this right now." Not getting a response from the Nephilim, Kat tightened her grip around him before focusing on listening to his heartbeat. "Maybe later...but not right now, not after all that shit they just said."

"Yeah, later..." Dante seemed content to let it go, something Kat would be glad for as she closed her eyes, not catching the look he gave her, a caring look he reserved only for her. "Sweet dreams Kat."

"You too Dante..." Before she knew it, she was asleep in his arms, Dante smiling as he looked back at her before the letter once again drew his attention.

The energy in it wasn't Demonic but it wasn't that far from it, definitely unnatural and it wasn't Angelic, it was too dark for it. It was definitely an offshoot of something to do with Demons then.

All of which meant he would need to get his hands dirty for this, they were either Demons in really good disguises or they had some type of deal going on, from what he had learned from Vergil's books, Demons and Angels made plenty of deals with humans in exchange for power, some of them more pleasant than others but all of them ended the same way. The human ended up dead, their soul sucked up by whoever they made the deal with before they went on to the next idiot who didn't know what a monkey's paw was.

'Why'd I say I'll be a Devil Hunter? Now I've got to look into this crap before it gets even worse and Kat gets dragged into it. I'll probably have to kill those guys in the end too, just great.'


AN: And end.