Hunter

Damien’s POV

Her friend pulls her out the shop but before she leaves she looks back. And our eyes lock. Interesting.

That’s the Demon Kings daughter? She looks more human than demon. Her scent is like them as well. Soft and alluring. What’s that about ?

I sit down at the back of the coffee shop and plan my next move. Fuck, it just had to be me. I clench my fist hard enough they turn white.

My thoughts linger on how I shred through that kid like it was nothing. Did he mean much to her? Or was he just a simple fuck? It’s been years and I can’t shake this feeling.

What’s so interesting about the human world anyways and why did she want to stay? I had so many questions and no answers.

This mission. Can I even call it that still. It’s starting to feel more like a life sentence. If I didn’t see her with my own eyes, id thought the demon king was sending me on a wild goose chase. Pointless.

First things first I had to talk to her. Alone. I’ve been sitting on this for a while. I’m sure she’s walking her friend home so I’ll wait here before I head over to her house.

Maybe I should’ve waited a few more days to find out more about her but there’s nothing. She’s like a ghost up here. It was pure luck I found her a few weeks ago.

I had stopped here to rest. Then what do you know. Like an angle giving me grace. I see her standing outside the shop as I was about to leave.

She looked hesitant to enter but eventually did. She came in and sat down with the barista. So why haven’t I taken her back already ? It’ll be so easy to tie her up and take her back but the way she laughed so carefree and soft.

As if she wasn’t used to it but she liked how it sounds. Why was I tasked with bringing someone home who didn’t want to be there?

I wonder how many rouges are actually out there. This is the first time I’m doing something like this and I can’t stay I’m interested in doing it ever again.

Sighing internally I get up and make my way to her house before she gets home. Let’s get this shit over with.

I ignored the weight in my chest and shoulders and the pit in my stomach the whole way there. I have a feeling I won’t like what’s going to happen.

Chyne’s POV

After Kenny locked her door from the inside I started my walk home. Who was that guy at the shop? I took a longer way so I can pass the coffee shop but no one was in there.

As I make my way home I sense something is off. The closer I get to my door the more the feeling grows. Walking in the front door I know instantly someone was here or they never left.

The eerie quiet is gone and something .. suppressed is in the air. Someone is concealing themselves in my house.

I walked slowly up my room and the door is closed.

I turn the door handle slowly and walk in quietly. The light is off and the curtains are completely shut. It’s pitch black.

The only light entering my room is from the small opening of the door I used to come in. My breathing picks up and the door slams shut on its own with a loud bang making me jump slightly.

Fuck.. he’s here.

“Come ou-“ before I could finish what was going to say his hands grip my hair and tilts my head so we’re face to face.

Fuck.

I reach my hands up as I simultaneously released a burst of power outwards. Demon powers are only at full strength in the underworld but up here it’s barely even a whisper.

But the force that slammed into me and cancelled out my powers told me this Demon was on another level.

He was one of the higher station hunters.

“Now try not to struggle and let’s just go.”

His voice was deep and low like if he was bored and I was an announce. I stay silent, shaking with rage.

Fuck this guy, fuck him I’m going to kill him. I steady my breathing and slumped into his power. It was the only thing keeping me upright anyways. “Good g-“I cut him off before I slice his tongue off.

“‘Try not to struggle?” I repeat back to him. “I didn’t even get a chance to.” He looks at me in disbelief.

“Are you joking with me right now?” I don’t answer and he sighs and shakes his head, the power around me loosens and I take advantage of it, sending a small shout of power, he’s distracted and lets me go completely.

Without hesitation I connect my right fist to his face three time simultaneously and he staggers back in shock, switching to my left arm I see it was a mistake because he recovered quicker then I thought and caught my arm.

“Nice right fucking hook”. He pulls me towards him and I lift my knee but he catches it with his thighs. I go to throw my right hand but it’s a decoy and I switch tactics in a second and head butted him with all the strength I had and he lets go of me to cup is nose. Yea that’s broken.

I take no time and I rush forward toward him grabbing onto his shoulders the moving to grab his nape and I lift my knees to knee him in the stomach.

With him focus on his nose his stomach was open and he folded inwards, as I was going to lift my knee again and crunch his face he shoves it back with so much force I fall forward and bang my head on the floor to fast and hard.

My visions darken and the hunter punching me to sleep is the last thing I remember.