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Chapter 1: - A Chance Encounter
The harsh rain thundered to the ground soaking the earth with life-giving nourishment, whilst simultaneously chilling every living being to their very core. I strode along the sidewalk, unaffected by the cold lashings of rain that soaked my long, curly, violet hair, whilst everyone else rushed about in a desperate attempt to get out of the rain whilst also avoiding me as if some mysterious power commanded it, but that wasn't much of an overstatement.
I arrived at my destination, a seemingly abandoned warehouse, but it was so much more to those who lived in my life. I pushed open the decrepit door and stepped into a 1920s style bar, with soft lighting and jazz music playing off a gramophone.
Only two people occupied the space, one was a young man with rich red hair ending at his ears and warm brown eyes, he wore a pair of worn jeans and a t-shirt with a silver dragon on it. The other was significantly different, he had slicked back midnight black hair and pure black eyes that seemed like one could drown in them, he wore, a plain white button shirt, with a black waistcoat and black trousers.
Both men looked up and greeted me in different ways, the red-head smiled and waved me over, whilst the ravenette nodded and went back to making his drinks. I strode over to the red-head and sat across from him, I noticed that he seemed nervous as he was tossing the glass of scotch back and forth between his hands.
"Something wrong Seamus?" I questioned, wondering why Seamus was nervous. He had been around me long enough for my aura not to affect him in any way, so it was strange for him to be nervous, Seamus stop sliding his glass and looked up at me.
"Yeah it's about those murders. After the cops left I went to scope out the scene since something didn't seem right and I found this," Seamus explained and he held out hand, which contained a shimmering silvery-white powder.
"Moon powder, what in the name of the Maiden is a crafting item of my people doing a crime scene?" I asked. Our conversation had caught the other occupant's ear and he walked over to our table.
"Don't know but I can tell you this, no human killed those people it was defiantly a demon," Seamus responded.
"A witch object at a demon killing, awfully suspicious, especially considering you guys don't make slip-ups like that. Maybe it's a call out," The man commented.
"Good point Thanatos. Guess I've got some hunting to do," I said standing up. However before I could leave Thanatos stopped me.
"The order's ready," Thanatos said, a smirk on his face. I nodded and walked over to the bar whilst he went into the back to search for my order.
"Wiccan it looks like the criminal was heading towards Mercuno, that's pass Fortuna," Seamus called out from behind me.
"Isn't Fortuna, that Sparda worshipping city?" I questioned, glancing back to my informant. Seamus nodded, I restrained a groan, not wanting anything to do with anything connected to the legendary Dark Knight, who betrayed his own kind by sealing the demons away, even if he was a hero.
Thanatos came out and lay down an ebony box, I opened it and looked inside to see a sword, the blade glinting under the soft lighting and the rowan handle was smooth and round with the triquetra engraved on pommel. I lifted the blade and began to swing it around gracefully, twirling it between my hands to test the weight.
"It'll do," I said and strapped the sword to my back. I then walked out of the bar and back into the rat-hole of a town I lived in, before I got much further, the hairs on the back on my neck stood up. I looked around and realised that the entire street was abandoned and the only sound was the pitter-patter of rain on the ground.
Sensing the immediate danger, I reached down to the numerous small sheath attached to my thighs and pulled out a dagger, before spinning around and blocking the blade that had been descending down to my neck. I looked at the creature holding the blade, it was a creature that appeared to be a stitched together puppet with a large execution blade attached to its' arm, which my dagger was easily holding up. I recognised it as a Scarecrow, a burlap sack filled with Trypoxylus, which were demonic beetles.
"You know it's rude to attack a lady when her back's turned," I commented. Twisting around to the side, I allowed the blade to fall to the ground whilst dodging it, I then brought the dagger straight into the demons back killing it instantly. Hearing clanging sounds around me I looked up to see even more Scarecrows surrounding me, some with execution blades on their arms others with it on their legs. "It's so hard to find a polite man these days," I joked, before grabbing the dead Scarecrow and throwing it at one of the others.
The demons charged at me all at once, I jumped up into the air avoiding the clashing blades. I pulled the sword off my back and allowed gravity to work, pulling me down towards the demons, I twisted myself so that I was falling head first. I thrust my sword out and it impaled one of the Scarecrows as I kept myself suspended above the sword.
I pushed off and somersaulted through the air and pulled out more of my daggers and I threw them at the demons, each dagger burrowed their way into the demon's core, killing them instantly. I landed on the back on one of the still living demons and used them to hop along before reaching my sword and yanking it out.
I landed behind the demons and they turned to look at me before jumping in the air attempting to overwhelm me with numbers, unfortunately that tactic never worked on me. I back flipped out of the way, before seizing a Scarecrow by the head and swinging it around, since the blade was on the leg, it effectively cut through its' brethren's skin.
Once done with the first wave, I sliced the captive Scarecrow down the middle before tossing it aside, more hopped forward but I blocked their attacks with my sword whilst using my daggers to finish off the others by throwing them into one of their eye sockets. Time lost all meaning as I slashed and dodged in my dance with these weak demons, that seemed to have come out in hordes to night, but all good things must eventually come to an end.
I twirled around to face the last demon, when the tip of a broad sword came through its' stomach, the body convulsed for a second before falling off of the blade. I looked up to see the wielder step out of the shadows, he had white hair which was somewhat parted with his bangs brushed down, blue eyes and slight stubble around his chin and mouth, he wore a long, two-tailed red coat, with western and Italian accents, over a black zipped up shirt with three buckles, one at the top and two at the bottom, black jeans and boots with red zipped up covers over the bottom of the jeans with black gloves over his hands with the thumb and index finger coverings missing from each.
"You've got some moves babe," The man casually said, bring his sword down so that he could rest his arms on the guard. It was a massive broadsword with a heavy double-edged blade, notched on both sides near the tip. The grip was plain, but the guard was skeletal, with a skull-design which then transitioned into the rib cage from which the blade emerges. I ignored his comment and went to retrieve my daggers from the corpses.
"You know a pretty girl like you, I didn't think you'd have those kind of moves," The man went on. I picked up the last one of my daggers and threw it at him, before standing up and turning to face him, I saw that he was twirling my dagger between his fingers, almost as if he was admiring it in a way.
"If you have a point get to it," I snapped, drawing the man's attention. I walked up and took my dagger strapping it back to its' sheath. "If not, get out of my way," I hissed. I then stepped around and began to walk away until I felt cold steel press against the delicate skin of my neck.
"The fact is that type of power doesn't comes from humans," The man spoke up. I glanced back to see him looking at me, I took the blade and easily moved it off my neck.
"I take it you're not going to let me leave peacefully," I stated. The man shot a smirk at me, before swing the sword at my neck, I jumped and grabbed on to the lamppost that was coincidently above me. "I don't die that easy, boy," I stated, as I pulled myself up onto the head of the lamp.
"Boy, please babe I'm too much of a man for you to handle," The man shot back. I rolled my eyes at the man's flirting, it was aggravating.
"If you're so tough then back it up," I pushed. The man smirked and jumped up towards me, his sword glinted in the artificial light, I whipped my sword out and blocked the sword but I felt the shockwaves of power ripple through the air, as we pushed against each other, neither of us willing to give in.
"You say that I'm not human, well neither are you," I commented. The man smirked again, I gritted my teeth and shot my foot out and into his knee. He dodged it but his dodge caused him to be unbalanced and I pushed forward which forced the both of us to fall. As we began to fall, I placed my legs on his and pushed off, adding more momentum to his fall, whilst ensuring a safe landing for myself.
The man crashed into the ground, I huffed realising he wasn't that much of a challenge, I placed my sword back on my back and began to walk away when something zipped passed my head. Turning back I saw the man standing up, that damn cocky grin still plastered on his face, and a pair of guns in his hands, one black and the other white.
"You know, you're really starting to annoy me," I stated. The man continued to smirk as if everything I did was for his entertainment, I rarely get annoyed but something about this man rubbed me the wrong way. "That's not a smart idea," I continued.
"I don't die that easy, babe," The man said, spinning my own words back on to me. He then began to fire at me but I didn't even dodge, I let my magic flow forth from every fibre of my being and I erected a barrier in front of me, the bullets bounced harmlessly off the shield.
"What the?" The man questioned in surprise. I smirked and charged forward dropped the barrier and whipping my sword out, the man barely had time to block the swing with his guns.
"Well it's like you said, I'm not human," I answered the man's unspoken question as I began to press down harder, the man stepped back a bit but he then pushed forward and I was sent skidding back.
"Alright now this is a party," The man proclaimed, throwing his hands out before charging at me, putting his guns away and drawing his sword. I twirled my sword in front of me and blocked his strike and we began another struggle. "You know, seeing you up close like this I got to say, you're gorgeous for a demon," The man said. The first part of his words caused something to stir within me but the last one quickly stamped that out and my ink blue eyes burned with anger.
"How dare you insult me? I am no demon," I hissed, my magic lashing out in waves and forcing him backwards. I sucked in a deep breath and placed my sword away before gathering my magic into my hands and summon blazing orbs of fire and I threw them at the man. He quickly twisted out of the way and looked at me, a look other that arrogance finally crossed his face, a look of surprise.
I glared at him before telekinetically pulling out all my daggers and throwing them at the man, he blocked them with his sword, swing the large sword around with such speed that it was almost impressive. I rushed at him and planted my feet firmly on his sword, before placing my hands on his shoulders and curling my body around so that I could kick him in the back. Once my hands let go the man was sent flying but he used the sword to stop himself before turning back around to face me.
I pulled my daggers back to me from when the man had defected them and had them gather around me. I then reached into the world between worlds, also known as Purgatory and pulled out a chain, I then attached all my daggers to the chain via the sockets that hung off some of the links.
The man looked unimpressed but I smirked and snapped my fingers, causing the chain to shoot out at a lighting speed towards the man and smash into him sending up a cloud of dust. I pulled the chain back but instead of walking away, I waited seeing as how he wasn't going to go down easy, a whistle cut through the silence and my head snapped up to the lamppost to see the man sitting on it.
"Damn you're stronger than I expect," He commented. I glared at him, becoming severely angered by his laidback attitude to this battle, I hated it when no one took me seriously
"Let's see you talk when you're a bloody pulp," I shot back and launched the chain at him. He jumped up and landed on the chain before rushing down the links straight towards me, I detached one of my daggers and went to meet him head on. Our blades clashed again and he attempted to punch me but I caught it and slammed my foot into his abdomen but it hardly forced him back.
Having an idea, I mentally called the end of the chain back and wrapped it around his leg and pulled him away. The surprise caused him to loosen the grip on his sword and it tumbled down to the soaked ground, I made the chain slammed the man into the ground whilst I dove for his sword.
I seized a hold of it and jumped towards the man before bringing it straight down into his chest. I jumped off and landed calmly on my feet and looked at the man, there was no possible way for him to survive than so I began putting my weapons away and returned the chain to Purgatory after placing all my blades in their appropriate place.
I looked at the man and saw he hadn't moved, so I turned to walk away, when a sound cut through the air, it was a laugh. I looked back to see the man standing up the sword still stuck through his chest, he then placed his hands on the sword and began to pull it out, blood spraying with each movement. Once the sword was out he rested his arms on it.
"I got to admit of all the times I've been stabbed with my own sword yours has been one of the most painful," The man commented.
"What the hell are you?" I asked, it was impossible for any demon to have survived that unless they were extremely powerful and he hardly seemed that strong. The man flashed me a smirk, realising that I might be in a bit of a pickle if this man was truly powerful and I wasn't exactly prepared for this kind of battle I quickly thought up an escape plan.
I gathered my magic into my voice box and unleashed a high pitched sonic shriek, the man having expected a physical attack was caught off guard and he quickly covered his ears and scrunched his eyes. However this was only to serve as a distraction so that I could get away.
I jumped into the sky and quickly used my magic to camouflage myself from the man whilst also stopping my shriek. He recovered from the shriek and looked around, but he couldn't see me. He placed the sword on his back and walked away as if nothing had happened, I kept my eyes on him waiting until the darkness swallowed him, before moving myself only in the opposite direction.
'He wasn't human, that's for sure. But he's unlike any demon I've met before, he's far more annoying. Also he's like him, I wonder…' My thoughts trailed off, as I moved across the rooftops heading towards where I lived.
I landed on top of another derelict building before climbing in through the window, however just like Thanatos' bar the derelict appearance was an illusion, to keep people out of my home. Inside was a simple bedroom with no embellishments or personal objects, making it feel as if no one lived here.
I began to prepare myself for my mission, if a witch was involved with demons then it was my job as a fellow witch to find her, why she was doing it and stop her if necessary. I took out my whetstones and began to sharpen and polish each of my blades meticulously, handling each with a delicate hand.
Once they were finished, I placed them on the bed and went to get changed into a hunting outfit. I slipped on a corset style, purple and black zip up top with ¼ length sleeves and a buckle at the bottom, I also put on a pair of black jeans with multiple pockets, black lace up combat boots and leather fingerless gloves.
I then used my magic to pull the water out of my violet hair drying it instantly, before pulling it into a braid to keep it out of my eyes. I then strapped my daggers into the sheaths and swung my sword onto my back, strapping it into place.
My mind drifted back to that man and I felt heat rush to my cheeks when I remembered him calling me gorgeous. I realised what was happening and quickly slapped myself for thinking about 'I must be sick if I'm thinking about him.' I thought, before grabbing a few other essential items.
I then jumped out the window and back on to the rooftops, Mercuno was a small town that not many people, let alone demons, had any interest in thus it was confusing as to why the criminal would head in that direction, but if it lead me to the demon who did it and the witch that's involved then I may as well follow the lead.
I began to channel my magic into my legs, before jumping down and charging off down the streets at a fast speed, thanks to the magical enhancement.