Chapter 1

Of Introductions and Generic Demons

"Erina! Get back here right now!" Mr. Togashi screamed at the retreating back of his teenage daughter. Said teen, however, ignored him and kept walking.

"Hey! Did you hear m-" Before he could finish his question, Erina slammed the door in his face.

She trudged down the street, hands shoved in her pockets. Unlike many teenagers, Erina wasn't angry. She didn't grumble to herself about how stupid parents were. No, she just walked calmly through the street as if nothing had happened. It was all part of her philosophy: ignore it and it'll go away. Her father had tried desperately over the years to squash that theory, but no such luck.

Which brings us to another point: her relationship with dear ol' dad. They weren't necessarily close-never had been, really. The only thing tying him to her was the fact that her job paid minimum wage, making it difficult for her to purchase her own apartment. So, until the glorious day that she could break free from housematedom- that's all Erina saw him as, a housemate- she was stuck with him.

The brunette looked up at the sky. Today the clouds had decided it would be a good day to disappear, so the sky was a vibrant blue.

"Damn," she sighed, "guess that eliminates cloud watching."

She glanced at her watch. The slightly-cracked digital display read 11:30.

"Hmm, too early for lunch," she mumbled while scratching her head, "Not early enough for breakfast. Maybe I can visit Obaa-chan."

Nodding to herself, she made the decision to continue on to see 'Obaa-chan'. She weaved through the busy streets, trying to remain unnoticed by everyone so she could move in peace.

Too bad she never got any.

Someone grabbed her ankle, effectively making her trip. When she turned around no one was there, but she could sense them. Whoever they were, they didn't want to make a scene. So, after heaving herself up from the ground, she walked into a secluded alley.

"Ok, let's make this quick," she said to seemingly nothing, "I have somewhere to be."

For several moments, nothing happened. Then, slowly, part of the brick wall in front of her peeled off and took form.

It was a lower-level demon, that much she knew. Like many demons, it had long sharp claws and green/blue skin. Large fangs poked out from behind it's lips. It wore nothing but a pure white loincloth(though how it stayed so clean, she had no clue) and there was a disheveled thing on it's head that probably constituted as a hat.

In other words, it was very generic.

"Hee, hee," it laughed(ugh, even its voice was generic), "Looksee what Galdo has found. Little human, little human for Galdo! Yum, yum!"

Erina rolled her eyes, "Look, I don't take to killing, so could you just leave? Y'know so I don't have to kill you."

Apparently it-er-Galdo had a death wish because he pounced. His sharpened claws were aimed directly at her heart, but she sidestepped. She grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind his back. When he tried to swipe at her with his other hand, Erina grabbed it as well.

"Now," she growled, "Is Galdo going to be a good little demon and leave Erina alone? Or does Erina have to hurt Galdo?"

Galdo struggled against her hold in protest, causing her to sigh, "Very well."

Erina stared at the pile of ashes that had once been Galdo.

"They never listen," she mumbled while exiting the alley.

She checked her watch again, "Hmm, maybe I will stop for lunch."

A/N: Okay, so I've decided to take a crack at a JinxOC fic. Only time will tell what will come of it. Anyway, I hope y'all enjoyed that. Please feel free to comment, just don't flame me. Constructive criticism is welcome, though.

Thanks for reading,

Alias E.