Demon Hunter

Unknown P.O.V


Finding yourself, many would argue, is what life is about. Some would say to find that special some one and a fairy tale. Many people would shrug there shoulders. My answer is simple: Kill the bad demons. And all the other big baddies. I live because I can't die and because I would save you or someone you know or some one else from being harmed. And when I mean harmed I mean dead. Demons, the bad ones, suck the souls from humans to stay corporeal. But eating my soul they could rain unnatural hell on this earth. Yes if you guessed it right I am a fallen angel. If you got it go eat a cookie or some shit like that. I was kicked out of heaven for falling in love with a human woman. However the feelings were not mutual she ran of with a another man. She had left me cursed here to wonder and the only thing keeping me sane is killing them and my good friend. I promised my self to never fall in love or trust any human female again. My name is....

                                Another Unknown p.o.v

I have no life. This realization dawned on me when I took a step out of my work. I haven't had a day off the entire 6 years I had been working there. Getting into my black bug with a convertible roof. I was driving into a shady part of the small town I live in. I drove down a deserted road away from the town and onto the woods where I live by myself. A man ran out of nowhere. I swerve to avoid hitting and killing the moron. I managed not to hit anything . I was now officially pissed. “What the hell you idiot?” I yelled getting out of the car. He eyes me taking in my blouse and skirt with two inch black heels. He grinned viciously when I take in his tattered appearance. His shirt is an avenge seven fold shirt and black jeans. He was running around in November with no socks or shoes? He really had a death wish. I sighed quietly. “Well speak up or are you really as stupid as I think.” He stopped ginning like an idiot and frowned. “I can speak.” He said. His blue and black hair fell into his nearly perfect features. “Well why are you running around like that in this weather?”
The only answer I got was a shrug.
“Where do you live?”
Again a shrug.
“Well whatever.”
He grinned again and advanced on me like I was a mouse and he was a cat. He went in for the grab and I rolled away quickly and snatched the knife from my thigh. Getting out of my heels and dodging was not at all easy but as soon as the heels were off it was on. I had a three inch blade and the air seem to compress and form something in his hand. I was struck dumb for a millisecond when a sword formed. He managed a swipe across my cheek that burn but as he rose to slice me again I duck and sliced him across his chest. He looked pained then he smiled as the wound steamed and healed completely. He went to attack again but we were thrown back and I hit a tree and I heard wicked laughing before I had no conscious left.

                                    First P.O.V


I had watched the girl fight admiring her gracefulness even as she struggled with her shoes. I had been tracking this demon all around and she had run into him by ascendent. I shook my head and intervened when he went to deal another blow to her.  Any more and she would die from the poison on his sword.  I smiled then winced at the attraction I felt toward her. I had saved many women from demons and none of them had stirred an attraction in the last 200 years. The man giggled hysterically and he move to attack me and I drew my sword and swiped it cleanly through his neck. Newbies had so much energy I thought as I shook my head. I sighed and went to check out the girl and see if she was fine. I hid my wings from human view as I approached and she groaned. The body of the demon had long since disintegrated. She looked up and gasped. She did the strangest thing and walked up to me and touched my wings. Backing way I ask one thing.”Why can you see my wings?”
She looked away ashamed and started to fidget. “I've been able to see ghosts and stuff like that since I was very small. My father thought that these people were real and they were trying to hurt me so he had me take every sort of self defense. I was 14 when I found out that they were not 'alive'.” My eyes widened a seer? She was a seer? She moved forward and touched my face. “I have never seen a being like you before. You have wings.” She giggled cutely  and ran her fingers through my wings. “I used to dream that I had wings just like this and I could fly. There was a man but I could never see his face it was always blurry and dark but you remind me of him.” She sucked in a breathe and fainted in my arms. I searched her for id and when I found it I took her home. I watched over her and when she woke up she moaned like she was in pain and I rushed to her side.
“Are you all right?” I asked concerned that since she was sensitive to this stuff it would harm her more.
“I feel like crap.” She started to cough and I felt her forehead and she had a slight fever. “Call my work tell them I'm sick. Numbers on the fridge.” I did as she said and the man asked many questions before giving her two months off. He said she needed it and was a hard worker. By the time I came back she was asleep and her fever higher. I had no idea what to do for the sick women and really just thought about walking away. However there was something in me a small part that told me if I left she would die. I  swiveled on my toes to leave ignoring the voice it was just a small amount many others had taken the same dose and had been fine. But she is not like many others she can see your wings and has often dreamed of flying like many fallen angels allowed to live human lives but they never remember that there an angel. The sarcastic voice in my head said. “So what known psychics do get hit sometimes and angels born human never live this long because they have to come home early and help god.”Really but some live full lives especially half breeds. Oh crap the voice in my head is right and I really hate when that happens. So the other reason shes having such a bad reaction is because she has angel blood in her? And that's common in all of the legends about seers. Seers are people who have angels blood and can see many different things. Some can see the future of however they touch or have strong feelings for. Some can see auras and some see emotions as well as thoughts. Some like her cans see things and know them for what they are like angels and vampires demons however are different they are essentially evil humans. But they use                                  the body of another human so seers cant see there evil souls. Angels are sent to earth to help people like some of the best medical doctors or some of the most intelligent people who work in the government like the crime scene investigators and even police. Many of the good people inspiring people are actually angels. Angels who go to war and protect people.  I sighed . The more time it would take for an angel to heal for this is a week so if she isn't healed by then id ask help from Randell. She sighted in her sleep before coughing until her body shook and tremble. When she  wheezed to a halt she tired to stand not realizing I was here and she stood up. Obviously to fast because she started to fall foreword and I grabbed her quickly. She was surprised and tried to struggle unsuccessfully.  She looked up and stopped struggling. “What are you still dong here?”
“Obviously my job angels are supposed to protect people with special ability's.”