Chapter 1
I don't own Homestuck, and this is my disclaimer for the whole story.
A world filled with demons, humans, and demon hunters. Karkat walks around with his hood up, living around humans all the time to dilute his scent as a demon and other things do too. When Karkat was a child he didn't even know he was a demon since he dad was a demon hunter and his older brother was human.
He is only half demon but that is enough to make hunters go after him if he slips up and attacks a human or shows any sign he is a demon. He does show one major sign he is a demon and that is his bright red eyes but he knows how to lie about them. He just tells everyone he was albino and dyed his hair raven black because he hated when his hair was white. He did used to have white hair when he was younger but it changed to his now black hair when he turned six. He doesn't remember how it happen though, he just woke up and it was black.
When people ask him about his sharp nail he tells them a sad story about how his brother would describe demons to him. He found out his eyes made him look like one and he used to think if he sharpened his nails then he could scare them away from his family. But a demon snuck into his house while Karkat was asleep and killed his family. It spared him for some unknown reason and Karkat just does it out of habit now. He used to cut them but they always grew back within a day so he just gave up.
People pity him from his stories and give him things to repel demons like rock salt. Karkat will take them to his apartment and set some of it up since things that hurt normal demons don't even phase him anymore. The perks of being half human instead of a full demon.
Karkat walks down the streets of Prospit, the side of town smart humans live on. Demon attacks are rare here and Karkat likes the calm but everything is opposite on the streets of Derse. They get attacks almost every week and all the humans that live there know not to go out at night or they risk getting killed.
Karkat doesn't have any friends so he just walks to walk around, he will get stopped by hunters sometimes then let tells his little story and they give him the salt sometimes, on rare occasions they actually walk him home. Some hunters recognize him because of his dad (yes his dad was very famous hunter) and they usually talk to him but he only sees hunters when he walks too close to Derse side of town.
He goes home and throws his hoodie on the coat rack; he has an OCD thing about his home being clean. His apartment is made to let three people live in it comfortably. He opens the curtains over the large window behind the TV to check if it locked then leaves it open for the full moons light.
"Someone is calm tonight," a voice says and Karkat looks to see Dave on his couch, the demon that raised him when his dad and brother were murdered. But his services wouldn't have been necessary if he hadn't killed them in the first place.
Karkat pulls his long sleeves back to his wrists, "well I did just get back from my fucking walk and it is actually nice out."
Dave claps, "someone knows how to calm down for once," Dave jumps over the couch with his shades on, a red shirt and blue jeans. If you didn't know any better than you would think he was human, but Karkat did.
"Fuck off Strider, what do you want?" Karkat as he gets something to drink.
Dave appears behind him and hugs him around his waist, Karkat cusses himself for being shorter than the blonde demon, "you are like my son. Is it bad for a parent to want to see their son?" Karkat sighs; he knows what Dave wants to hear so he gives in like the 'good son' he wants.
"No," Karkat says and lays his head on Dave's shoulder. Dave smiles and nuzzles his face in Karkat's soft raven hair for a second then lets him get his drink.
"Get me some AJ too!" Dave says as he plops himself down on the couch. Karkat rolls his eyes as he pours Dave a glass and gives it to him, "thanks."
"Shades," Karkat growls as he comes back out with a cup of orange juice, he puts it on the coffee table and turns on the TV.
"Karkles, we talked about this. I don't care if you already know I am not taking them off even when no one else is here. What is with the OJ?" He asks.
"Oh your fucking brother is here," Karkat says and drinks some of his bottled water.
"Someone is getting sharp," Dirk walks out with his sword that is coated in blood.
"Bathroom Dirk, I do not need to fucking get my apartment's carpets shampooed again!" Dirk poofs away and comes back clean.
"In the tub, nephew," Dirk says, "thanks for the drink, but it is getting harder to see you with all this rock salt and shit on the windows and doors."
"You also fucking forgot if you don't lower your demon aura then the spells my dad," Dave glares at him, "I mean the hunter Signless," Dave nods and looks back at the TV, "put up will make you feel a fucking world of pain."
Dirk chuckles, "well that explains why you are so careful. You know how to send your demon aura to zero in one second but raise it to the highest in point nine mila seconds."
Karkat sighs; this is a usual night for him since they haven't left him alone since Dave 'adopted' him. (The only reason for the quotes is that it isn't legal and he was legally adopted by the hunter agency Signless worked for). Karkat settles between the two Striders as they watch TV until Dave and Dirk stand up quickly and surprise Karkat.
"What?!" He asks as they both get on guard.
"Someone is coming," Dave hisses.
Karkat rolls his eyes, "just let me," Karkat says and checks the door, a human boy with messy raven hair and glasses and someone that looks like his cousin since they look so similar.
"Wait!" Dirk says, but Karkat opens the door and slips out before they can see inside.
"Yes?" He asks annoyed.
The boys look at him, they look like they are about fourteen (Karkat's age) and they have weapons.
"We would like to request a search of your home, see we think that a few demons have slipped in," the cousin says while a little machine in his hand beeps.
"Look I have some friends over right now and I don't like fucking strangers in my home," Karkat says and the first boy looks at him.
"Nice red eyes," he says, "and such sharp nails for a human."
Karkat sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, "I am a fucking albino dumb ass, I sharpen my nail because it is a habit from when I was a fucking brat," Karkat says, "and before you even fucking ask my hair is dyed."
"Could we please talk to your dad?" The cousin asks and Karkat shakes his head, "why not, it will only take a second. Is he not home?"
"It will be hard since he is dead, so he is never coming home," Karkat says, "he was killed by demons when I was younger so I want to go back into my fucking home now. You two are going to leave me alone and if I see you here harassing me again I will call the police," Karkat says glaring at them.
The first one puts his hand on Karkat's should, he is taller than him too but not as much as Dave and Dirk are, "well we think those demons are back."
"Fucking impossible, unless they know how to hide their demon aura," Karkat growls, "my dad put a protection spell over my house."
"Well chap, I think he…." The cousin doesn't get to finish because he freezes from Karkat's cold glare, it sends shivers up his back. Karkat's red eyes look like they could steal his soul any second now.
"My father was the Signless, are you fucking questioning his work?! Are you two noobs questioning the best hunter in the whole fucking world?!" Karkat screams and they both back up.
"Hey calm down, sorry we didn't know," the first boy says, "I think we got off on the wrong foot, I am John and this is my cousin Jake." Karkat gives himself a mental pat on the back for knowing the cousin thing.
Karkat's neighbor walks out, "hey, you two screwin with Karbro?" He asks. Gamzee Makara is eighteen and watches out for Karkat when he can. Gamzee's dad and brother knew Karkat's family and were hunters too so Gamzee is taking up the tradition and protecting his Vantas even though neither of them ever became hunters.
"No, no, we are just trying to help him," Jake says, "see out scanners say there is a demon in his home and," Gamzee goes into a full blown laugh, "um…?"
Gamzee goes serious, "get the mother fucking hell out before I call the police for stalking. John Egbert and Jake English," the both look at him shocked, "yeah I got your mother fucking records from your training days on my mother fucking laptop. Noobs, fresh from the academe; you just graduated yesterday and you think your big shots now don't you mother fuckers? Don't make me mother fukin laugh!"
Karkat sighs, Gamzee is a good protector but he takes things too far sometimes. Karkat goes inside and when he closes and bolt locks his door he sees Dave and Dirk ready to attack.
"Stand down," Karkat whispers as he sits back on the couch, they both look like they are in pain from keeping their black wings out, they both make them vanish and sit down.
"You got rid of the hunters?" Dave asks worried, he does not want them to bust in when they leave and leave Karkat to fend for himself. He is still in training to use his demon powers and is weak as shit. (To Dave and Dirk anyway)
"Gamzee," Karkat says and both Striders sigh with relief, Gamzee is a demon. He watches after Karkat and the Striders made sure to explain who he was but Gamzee knew it. He was turned because his brother let him out of his sight during a mission ride along; Gamzee really hates his brother but loves the power he gained out of the deal. Gamzee lives alone mostly since his dad and brother are usually out on missions and neither of his family members know he is a demon since he learned to hide it but not well enough for him to be able to walk into Karkat's home.
"Dude may kill them and revel who he is," Dirk says, Karkat is still in the dark about Gamzee being a demon as far as they know.
"He basically did," Karkat says, "he pulled up those two hunters' records. Fucking noobs."
Dave and Dirk question Karkat about what happen while they were confided to the apartment and all they really get is the hunters' names, John Egbert and Jake English.
"I will have to remember that shit," Dave says and finally removes his shades.
"Dave, what are you doing?" Dirk asks then realizes Karkat has swiped his shades and placed both pairs on the coffee table with the empty cups.
"No shade zone Strider," Karkat says as they watch TV for another hour. Karkat doesn't realize it but he falls asleep in the middle of one of the shows and Dave puts him in bed. The Striders watch more TV while Karkat sleeps.
"Why do you like that half breed so much?" Dirk asks, "We can do this at our apartment if you miss my company this much," Dirk says and takes a sip of orange soda that he filled part of Karkat's drink fridge with. Karkat fills a mini fridge that is next to his normal on with drinks for the Striders so they stop taking up so much room in the fridge that should have food in it.
Dave sighs, "you still don't get it do you? I am not being all ironic and shit by taking care of him, I feel bad for him and all that shit. How was I supposed to know the hunter had a half demon son?"
"You won't, no one was. We should have killed him but your convinced me otherwise, but why did you f*ing adopt him as your kid? If you want one so badly then go make one," Dirk says. Dave looks at him then they both laugh, "Ok I get it."
"But what about those hunters?"
"We could always kill them if they come back," Dirk says, "just knock Karkles out then take care of them and tell him he had one of his 'dizzy spells' again."
"He will stop believing us on that one day," Dave says and finishes his third cup of AJ, "we should go home."
"Yeah," Dirk says and they leave through the window after they lock it. Every demon knows who Karkat belongs to but they never breathe a word to the hunters or humans because the Strider brothers are one of the strongest demons on Earth. Most demons don't know what Karkat looks like though so it is hard to make sure they don't attack the Strider's claim.
I hope you enjoyed it. :)
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