In this world, demons and angels walk freely. They look like us. They sound like us.

But they are not like us. My older brother Kankri and I had found that out the hard way when our father was stolen by demon scum and was sent to Hell right in front of us.

Since then, we started to hunt demons. To kill demons. And, in that, we found out about the angels.

There were a handful of hunters who lived near us who took us in. One was a really cute girl named Terezi and she and her sister Latula helped us move into the apartment buliding the hunters lived in.

It was clean and nice, owned by one of the older hunter families who were rather rich and didn't charge rent. They only asked that we took care and kept people of the city safe.

Most of the hunters were young and had lost our parent or parents to the war the demons and angels seemed to feel the need to fight here and now. The only family who still had a parent was Gamzee and his brother, Kurloz.

Their dad was still alive. In an aslyum, but alive. He'd lost his mind when he saw Kurloz's tongue get cut out by a demon who also killed their mother.

I was close to Gamzee now, since he'd gotten hurt in our loas raid of a nest. He'd snapped and killed somewhere around ten demons. He was stong, but he needed a friend.

Those were different than just forming a bond over hunting. I was friends with two other people, aside from Gamzee.

Dave and John were probably the two dumbest fuckers I knew, but they were my friends and I wanted to protect them from demons. Dave was always being followed by some. John was followed by a few, but to a lesser extent.

One of the demons who followed Dave was one of the strongest I'd ever seen, and that made me worry about him. He didn't talk about his home life or his family, so I assumed he didn't really have a family.

John, on the other hand, only spoke well of his family, aside from his Dad's issues with cake. And, as far as they were both aware, I was a normal teenager like them. It made me slightly sad that I couldn't tell them about my after school commitments, but it was to keep them safe...

Or. I thought so, at least.