A/N: Guess who's back! I've been cultivating this story for a while now and this is a couple I've never dreamed of writing about but I figured, why not? Please be kind. Also, I've started writing Don't leave me again. It's coming along slowly but at least it's moving again. please look forward to its comeback.

Warnings: The story line is changing a little but the end result is going to be the same. Just bare with me.

Pairing: Sparda/Eva

Rating: T for now

Chapter 1: For the thrill of the Kill.

She looked down at the creature rummaging through the trash. She couldn't tell what it was looking for but she didn't really care. Her mission was to kill the demon so that's what she intending to do.

Eva stepped away from the ledge and clicked a brand new clip into her gun. She stood on top of a skyscraper, 16 stories, one of the tallest in the area. Or so she heard, she wasn't from this part of town, her neighborhood was nicer.

Moving back to lean over the edge she searched for the creature before taking aim. She didn't expect to actually kill the demon in one shot but she hoped to do enough damage to slow it down. Placing her hand on the trigger, she pulled. She watched the bullet gain speed as it traveled down the length of the building, Eva silently prayed it met its mark.

Jackpot.

Excitement flooded through her veins at the accomplishment but she retained it. If the demon was still mobile she didn't want it to see her. Her father had taken away her own guns as punishment for going on an "unauthorized" mission so she was left with a pitiful excuse for a gun. It was nothing like her own so she would probably be forced to use a sword she hated to use. It was her mother's sword. The same one that eventually killed her.

Eva shook her head at her mother's memory and focused back on the creature who was no longer crying out in pain but growling in anger. She watched as the beast looked around for its assailant. Eva snickered at the sight, it looked like a lost animal. The demon froze, it must have heard her snicker. Demon hearing always ruins all of her fun. Her eyes remained glued to the demon before its head snapped up, its eyes meeting hers.

Eva flinched at the terrorizing growl the creature made before heading to the building she was standing on top of. As quickly as the injured creature could move the creature dug its claws into the building to climb up the side.

Once the creature reached the fourth story its appearance became more defined. It was big, black, and had slimy skin. Its stench was strong enough that it caused her head to ache and her stomach to churn. Eva hated slimy creatures with a passion. If its slime got onto you it was a bitch to get off.

She quickly climbed on top of the ledge and repositioned her handgun. She had a total of 6 bullets left in the contraption so she would have to make these last. Taking aim at its head she pulled the trigger.

It missed.

Eva cursed her luck and took aim again. The second bullet hit its target but did little to slow it down. The devil groaned in pain but just kept climbing. Eva sighed at realizing what she would have to do. It would be fun but dangerous. More importantly she only had one shot at it. Grabbing her mothers sword from its sheath attached to her side and holstering her gun. She ran her hand across the sharp blade.

"Here we go."

Closing her eyes and counting to three, Eva dropped the blade before stepping off the building behind it. The creature was nearly half way up giving her just enough time to secure the blade between her feet and using her body as the momentum needed to speed the blade up. Eva upholstered her gun and use the last four bullets to slow the devil down. Eva continued to shoot and excitement built up. She didn't make it a habit of jumping off of buildings but when she did she loved the feeling of air flowing through her blond tresses.

Eva holstered the gun when her last bullet was released and held her breath as the demon became close enough for the blade to make contact. The devil cried in agony as the blade lodged in its head and the creatures claws pulled out of the building. With the blade in the falling creatures scull Eva flipped through the air to grab her sword but cursed when her hand missed the handle.

Normally when Eva did something like jumping off of a building she would lodge the sword into the building she was falling from the stop herself from hitting the floor. With her blade to far out of reach she would have to used something else. Placing her feet on the stomach of the falling demon Eve braced for impact. She bent her legs and used her hands to dig into the slimy skin for balance.

Eva's eyes slammed shut as the devils body hit the ground and a relieved sigh left her lips. Standing shakily from her position on the demon she climbed off and gave it a hard kick for good measure.

"Damn devil."

The creature was a pain in her ass and she didn't appreciate it. She grimaced as the smell of the slime reminded her of the slime on her hands. A frown grew on her face as she tried to shake the gunk of but it wasn't coming off. She groaned before kicking the demon one last time. Not only would her hands be a bitch to clean, but so would her favor boots.

Moving to retrieve her sword from the devils skull she made her way to the neck of the creature and in one swift slash cut its head off. You can never be too careful with these creatures, her father always told her that.

Putting her sword back in the sheath attached to her back she walked away from the creature and walked until reaching her destination. Seven blocks from where the devil lay decapitated was a bar. She walked into the bar with her head held high, ignoring the lewd looks she received from the drunks and made her way straight to the bathroom. After 15 minutes or scrubbing her hands the gunk finally came off. She exited the bathroom and walked to the bar. She sat on an unoccupied stool and waited for the bartender to make his way over to her.

The bar was nearly empty, only one other person sat by the bar while a handful huddled around the pool table, all men. They stared at her as though they had never seen a lady before, a mixture of curiosity and lust. Eva was disgusted by the stares.

The bartender finally made his way to her and placed the glass he was cleaning down and leaned over the mahogany counter. Eva could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Hey beautiful, whatchu' havin tonight."

Eva held back a grimace at the man's dialect and sent him a sweet smile. "Nothing on your menu, babe. I need to see your boss, can you go get him for me?"

The man looked surprised for a moment before picking up his discarded glass and cleaning it again. "Now, wassa beauty like you want witha brute like that?"

Eva resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Many times she would meet with a man to collect her pay and they would in turn mock her for her small frame and the fact that she was a woman. She hated when men assumed woman were delicate flowers. Sexist bastard. "I completed my job so I'm expecting to get paid for my efforts."

The tender eyed Eva before shaking his head in disapproval,of her job choice probably, and moving away from her and into the back.

While she waited for the boss to come out she pulled her phone from her pocket. 2 new text messages. The first from her best friend, the second from her father. She clicked the first message open and laughed at the message.

Shit girl, when you coming home? Your dad's getting on my nerves.

Her best friend was an interesting character. She was the type of girl who would kill first and ask questions later. She had grown up in the hunters business with Eva so they were inseparable. Her mother was Eva's aunt and both of her parents died in the same mission that took her mother. Her dad took her in after that.

Exiting the message she quickly opened her father's message.

Don't die. Don't forget to get the money.

Eva rolled her eyes. Her father sure was a caring man. Quickly sending a reply to them both, she quickly placed her phone in her leather jacket as a butch man dressed in a white business suit came out of the room the bartender disappeared behind. He walked around the bar to stand in front of her, a frown was settled on his face.

Eva stood from her place at the bar to greet the man. She flashed him a smile, "You the man who's paying me?"

Her smile nearly dropped as the man's frown grew. His eyes dropped down to her feet before slowly making their way up her frame and stopping at her breasts. Eva would have gawked at the action but she was used to it. Working in this business for 3 years, since she was 14, would get you used to certain things.

Crossing her arms over her chest to block his line of sight, she waited patiently for the man to snap out of his daze.

"You took down the demon? Aren't you kind of... small, to be in this line of business? You should be doing something more productive with your life," the man placed an arm on the bar and leaned in close to Eva, "like having my babies."

Eva nearly gagged. Dropping her smile, she slipped her gun out of its holster and rested it on the man's crotch. It made her feel good to see the mans face go pale. Her eyes traced the room to see if anyone would stop her and was pleased that she was being ignored. The only one who noticed anything was the bartender who looked as though he was trying his best not to pee on himself. Eva scoffed to herself, now whose delicate?

"I have a better idea. Either you give me my money, or I'll make sure you never have kids." Her smirk grew as she clicked the safety off. It didn't have any bullets but he didn't know that.

The man looked at the bartender and stuttered as he told him to grab the suitcase. The bartender quickly ran into the other room only to return shortly after.

Eva hummed as she clicked the safety on her gun back on and holstered it before reaching over the bar to take the suitcase from the tender. She placed the case on the bar to quickly look inside. Cash lined up in neat rows, that's how she liked it. Locking the suitcase up she headed for the door. "Well boys, it was fun. See you next time! "