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Catcow clutched her artbook as she crouched behind a bush, observing a wild Miles Edgeworth who was foaming at the mouth
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"This is fine" thought Catcow. She just needs draft a quick sketch of rabid Edgeworth before he notices her here. Easy peezy.
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She whipped out her tablet and started throwing together a few lines until they formed an image of Miles foaming at the mouth on all forms.
Suddenly the picture came to life and the feral prosecutor jumped out of the screen, barking at Catcow.
"Dude, what the hell!"
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"RRARAAAAAGGHHGHAHAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGHHGHHGHHH!!!!!" screamed Rabidworth, foaming at the mouth.
"BACK! DOWN!!!!" yelled Catcow plAce Attorney, but it was in vain. Rabid Edgeworth was on all fours with hair sticking in every direction. He looked like a combination of a zombie and the girl from The Ring.
Catcow backed away and reached for her all-American standard issue assault rifle.
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Every American citizen owns a gun of course, so catcow grabbed hers and tried to aim it at the rabid Miles Edgeworth, but he was moving too fast. She quickly climbed the roof of the nearest house so she would be able to aim better, but unfortu
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nately for her, Miles Edgeworth due to his powers of rabidity was the best shot in the west and so he quickly pulled out his own gun and started shooting saliva containing bullets at her. She ducked and weaved, barely dodging each bullet whilst scrambling to stay on the roof she was trying to shoot him from. Alas, they seemed to be at a stalemate with how good she was at dodging and him at shooting.
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Finally, rabid Miles Edgeworth ran out of saliva bullets. And Catcow ran out of roof to run on.
"AHHHH" she yelled, falling down sevral stories. She was good at dodging bullets, not so at sudden falling.
Still, she survived, artbook in h
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er hands, drawing a a picture frantically (and fanfically).
Woosh.
A parachute shot out and she sank slowly to safety. Miles looked down from the building and Catcow could hear the angry growls, saliva dripping down several stories. She was glad her parachute protected her from the droplets.
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However, when she looked down at her arm, she realized that in the hectic fight, she had been bitten by Rabid Edgeworth. She would need to get rabies shots immediately, but would it work? After all, Edgeworth has special and unique rabies(tm), so it's possible that it was a super virus and would infect her brain no matter what. Either way, there was only one option and one way to find out.
Catcow headed to the nearest medical center, where it looked like several people were tied to the waiting chairs as they had already been infected with super rabies and were gnashing their teeth trying to break free and bite people.
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"Goddamnit" said catcow, but she couldn't give up just like that. She had read reports of a science center below the hospital that was experimenting on a cure for super rabies, and maybe she could get there before they ended her.
She called on rabid Miles Edgeworth, who immediately crashed through the wall, leading her directly into the room with the secret vaccine. Unfortunately, just as she was about to grab it, her mouth started to foam. RIP catcow you will m