Authors note: This chapter will be a bit small because it's only just getting started, but I promise that there will be longer ones later on in the book. Thank you for reading!

Drip, drip, drip.

I watch with regret as the crimson blood fountained from the unrecognisable body of the demon. I sighed. What have I done? I thought. Killing this demon meant we don't have anything to interrogate yet again. I need to learn how to control myself. I need to learn how to let go. It's been 5 years since my family was killed by demons. 5 years of me trying (and failing) to accept that they were gone. I was 17 when it happened. My little sister was only 15. She hadn't even graduated high school when she... I shuddered. I didn't want to think about it. I needed to focus on the task at hand.

Demons.

They have been trying to get the crowns of Plægon for years and have got the first two - Šumér and Âutum - and now just needed the next two - Ŵintėr and Śprîng. The crowns each have a jewel that, when the ruler wears it, inhances their elemental and their heritage power. Everyone in each season has a little bit of power, shared long ago by the first rulers of Plægon, from that season.

Šumér=Fire,

Âutum=Earth,

Ŵintėr=Ice

Śprîng=Air

Together, the jewels could make the demons the most powerful beings (if you can call them that) in our dimension, and the human world as well. This could bring chaos and madness to everyone in Plægon. They would likely take all of the powers our ancestors were given as well. I couldn't imagine all the bloodshed that would bring...

I shook my head, cleared my head of the daydream and reminded myself that there was a dead demon in front of me for all the humans to see. I needed to call Zac and ask him to help me take the body. I remembered getting a text from him saying he had finished his side of the assignment (getting the demon here), so I called him.

"Hey Zac. Can you come here and help me get rid of this demon body?" I asked.

"Jett! You killed it again?" He exclaimed.

"Yeah, I know. I need to control myself better." I rolled my eyes.

"This is the second time. You know John won't be happy."

"Yeah, I know but I just can't help myself, okay?"

"I'll be there in 5," he sighed. "just don't forget to put a glamour over the body so humans don't go crazy." And with that, the call was over.

I was so gonna get a pep talk from John.