Mission Impossible

Disclaimer- I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to Capcom.

Chapter 1

"You promised Dante!" Patty whined. Dante flipped the page of the fashion magazine Patty had brought. "What exactly did I promise?" he asked nonchalantly. Patty sighed exasperatedly. She took out a deck of cards from her pant's pocket and showed it to him. "You said that if I beat you at poker you'd buy me 'lots of cute clothes" she said.

Dante closed the magazine and tossed it aside. "I didn't mean now. If you want clothes marry a rich guy. Besides, you know I don't have any money" he said. "What happened to the money you got from the last job?" Patty asked. Dante stood up from his chair and walked to the red leather couch. He laid on his back, placed his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes.

"It turned out to be a giant lizard. Didn't pay much" he answered.

The doors to the Devil May Cry shop opened. Dante groaned as he was awakened from his dream. He opened his eyes and looked upon a tall white woman with long blond hair. From head to toe, she was dressed in black leather. He swiped a strand of silver hair away from his icy blue eyes and sighed. "What do you want Trish?" he said coldly.

Trish walked in and sat on top of the brown desk. "Is that any way to greet a guest?" she questioned. Dante sat up and looked at the floor. Trish studied him. His hair was a mess. His clothes were dirty and he had dark circles under his eyes. "You look like hell" she said. Dante said nothing.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about her. He never realized how much Patty's absence affected him. He wanted to hold her and cherish her. 'She must be around 18 years old by now' he mused. Trish's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "I have some bad news about Patty" she said.

His head jerked up. "Patty's been kidnapped" she said. In the blink of an eye, Dante was standing before Trish, demanding more information. "Tell me everything" he growled. "I don't know much. Last I heard, she was spotted in a small village in Europe. Along with another girl" she said. He walked to the wall behind his desk and grabbed his twin handguns, Ebony and Ivory, and his sword Rebellion.

"Dante, wait!" Trish called as he walked to the door. He looked back at her. "At least take a shower first" she said.

A/N- It's been a while, school has kept me busy. This story is for I Miss My Mind The Most. Hope you like it!! Enjoy.