Everything happened so fast. We learned that our master was a demon serving Lucifer. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Our training was having a good effect on our lives. I hadn't fought a demon yet, but I knew that the demon who killed June and Nixon wouldn't stand a chance against me. On the other hand, Camila was still finding it hard to accept the fact that Nixon and June were dead. None of us could accept it. I loved them both. We needed to train for six months before resuming our journey back. Mr. Yung trained us well and encouraged us to believe that we could end demons for good. My nightmares came every night and had a bad effect on me. I felt like my blood was draining slowly. I hated the fact that I couldn't have a peaceful sleep for once. "Destiny, you okay?" Kelvin said beside me, snapping me out of my daydream. "I'm okay, Kelvin," I said, giving him a comforting smile. "I know you, Destiny. You're not okay. You can tell me whatever is bothering that silly

I lay in bed, unable to sleep, with Lana and the other thoughts from my past swirling through my mind. It occurred to me that she couldn’t be me, as she was over 100 years old, and I couldn't breathe underwater. The night dragged on, and I eventually moved to Camila’s room for comfort."I wish there was a way to forget Nixon and June's death," Camila said, looking me in the eyes."I miss them," I replied, my lips turning down."We must avenge their death," I added."I will make sure to tear Lucifer apart," Camila said, her tone resolute. I nodded in agreement."We need to get some sleep," I replied, closing my eyes and quickly drifting off.I woke up to a loud buzzing noise and opened my eyes slowly, trying to turn off the alarm."Come on, Destiny, we don't want to be late," said Camila. I nodded, getting out of bed with her."I don't think I'm ready to fight Beelzebub," she said, voicing my own thoughts."Me neither.""Maybe the Master might give us some time to train more," I sugges