Ladylike | By : evilmala Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 3267 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Devil May Cry game series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Back for another? Yes I am indeed! Sorry if the first one was so short. The Stanley Cup playoffs really got to me and Calgary didn’t win. Who’s with me in drowning their sorrows? I really wanna get smashed right now but saving it for Friday. Legal spat, I do not own Devil May Cry and Big Wreck (want to marry Ian, blah blah blah). Really awesome band people check em out. Wow I should try to pimp out Dave Navarro in my next chapter. . lol.. I’m sure Becky will be squealing! DantexNavarro smut sounds like a good idea! We shall see. Until then chapter 2! reviews are really nice, thanks
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Dante walked down the cold street with no destination. He just wandered aimless hoping to encounter something. He looked all around him. “The night was filled with possibilities,” he thought to himself. Demons around the corner waiting to be pulverized, a really hot hooker on the end of the street, witnessing some sort of drug deal, chasing off some vandals.” He looked up “or maybe someone about to jump off a 20 story high building”. He thought “wait a minute..”. “HEY YOU!” he yelled knowing he could carry his voice that far “DON’T DO IT!” He had to think fast, they stood on the railing with amazing balance. Just as he was about to Trigger to fly up and save them, the person stepped off the railing. He helplessly watched as what it seemed to be a woman, sped closer to the ground and somersaulted through the air. Dante stretched out his arms and started to guess where the woman was going to land. He figured that if he could catch her at least some of the shock would be absorbed into his body which was probably much better than her going splat on the pavement. She came nearer and it seemed that she was going to land in a crouching position. Dante had no choice but to step back. She hit the ground. It seemed the shock of the fall was absorbed into her legs. She was crouched in that position. Dante couldn’t help to feel amazed but managed to hide it. “How on earth did she do that?” he thought. He was getting no demon vibes off of her. She stood up miraculously with no difficulty. “My god I thought I’d never find you!” she opened her mouth to say. Dante thought she was gorgeous, but those eyes, that hair, where had he seen them before? “Well I can be a hard man to find Babe,” he said that back trying to act as cool as he could, “but don’t kill yourself next time you want me. He winked. “Where did I see her dammit?!.” He thought. She pushed her black curly hair from her eyes. “That’s it!” he had a breakthrough, “it’s Samsara Amana! No wonder she’s so fucking hot!” “Hey babe, aren’t you Samsara Amana,” he drawled, “you know, Adrenaline Angel?” “Oh yes!” she laughed, “yes I’m Samsara, but please call me Sam.” Jackpot was all Dante could think. But something still stirring in his mind, why would Samsara be jumping off the balcony of a 20 story building and landing it like a cat.” “We need to talk,” she said, “let’s go back to your place.”
The day was starting to be very surreal. Not only he just witnesses someone performing a death defying defeat, but also it was Samsara who was doing it. Now Samsara was looking around at his office. She seemed to be unfazed by all the demon heads on his walls. She actually reached out and touched the skull of one as if she tried to feel it‘s history through the bone. Like when it was born, what it did through it’s life and how did Dante kill it. He continued to study her. She was wearing just jeans and a black t-shirt that said Von Dutch across her chest in red letters. A red motorcycle jacket was slung over her right shoulder. He could hear the clink of the hardware on her boots as she walked across the floor. Dante thought she would be taller in real life but she was only around 5”6-7 at the most. Her arms where sprinkled with various tattoos across her tanned skin. He could watch her like that for hours but he had some business to do. Dante cleared his throat to get her attention. “Right” she said as she sat on the other side of his desk. “Well then Samsara, what can I exactly do for you?” He sat back in his chair and kicked his feet up. Samsara stretched out in her chair like she was getting ready to tell him a long story.
“Please call me Sam, I’m here because I needed your assistance with a job”
“ What kind of assistance?” he cocked his eyebrow and smirked hoping to get some reaction
“I’m to take down an organization that is responsible for dealing of souls” ignorhis his advance
Ouch, he thought Heart like ice. “And that involves me how?”
“Well like you should know from experience, this soul selling operations involves demons. Demons aren’t my specialty.”
“What are you anyway?” he blurted out. Dante was thoroughly confused, it was way too damn early in the morning.
“Oh wait..,” she laughed, “I should probably explain what I do.” She spotted Dante’s copy of Maxim on the edge of his desk “I really hate this picture,” she said looking at it with disgust. She looked at Dante and noticed his puzzled look. She threw down the magazine and sat back in the chair. “Look, I know I’m ’little miss hot shit rockstar‘, but there is more.” She took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling, “I’m an assassin as well.” Dante was taken back, not only she was this totally hot babe wielding angst with a guitar, but she took people out as well. But the way she landed that jump from back there Dante sensed there was more.
“Thats it?”, Dante said.
“Yah what else can there be?” she questioned him.
“ I don’t think normal assassins can land a jump like you did”
Samsara stood up from the chair and started to pace the floor. “I don’t know what I am.” She frowned and continued pacing, “I was born with this weird powers that let me do these things.”
“Well your not a demon for sure, I can sense that.”
“But what on earth am I!” She stopped and slammed her fists down on his desk. “Mr. Sparda you’ve gotta help me, first of all I know very little about demons and I have to take out this corporation running rampant with them and second of all, you’ve gotta help me find out what the hell I am. I’m being tossed 2 million for this project. I’ll give you half of it plus another 90 thousand to find out what I am!” She looked up at him pleadingly.
“Well I didn’t say no to helping you,” He walked over to the other side of the desk and placed his hands on Samsara’s shoulders and eased her to sit down. Her eyes were glued to the floor. He reached over to smooth her hair and pushed it back from her face. He crouched down in front of her chair. Tilted her chin upwards with his hand and looked into her eyes. Samsara stared back at him. “ Call me Dante,” she couldn’t help to smile, He removed his hand from her face. “So you wanna start this it the evening?”
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