Title: GA demon hunt

DISCLAIMER: This is not mine! Obviously. I am only borrowing the characters.

Notes:

1. The numbers enclosed with parenthesis is the characters' ages – at least as how they appear.

2. Pure demons tend to live more than how they appear.

3. This is set around the Middle Ages where towns are miles away from each other and the population isn't much.

4. This story inspired me from "Koori no Mamono no Monogatari" a BL. Do read it although the art is quite different from Gakuen alice, you will surely find satisfaction in reading it. Although I was inspired by a BL manga, I assure you that this is not.

Summary:

Mikan is a Halfling, and in her veins run the blood of a demon and a human, a rare existence. Always running from those who seek her blood and flesh and her death as her existence alone a danger to what surrounds her.

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Mikan (16) sat on a stone inside the forest where she had entered surrounded by trees exhausted to the point of collapsing, couldn't tell the time of day it is. Her clothes disheveled, stained and the smell of blood, unable to tell if it's hers or her kills. She turned her head behind her, vision blurry and the darkness of the sky combined with the dense forest; unable to neither see nor feel anyone running after her. She couldn't cry as she wanted still lost somewhere in the forest as she replay inside her head her father's death – a blood soaked body lying somewhere in the forest which she left behind.

Mikan walked in the forest searching for a path that would lead her to the closest town hoping to find shelter and a clean set of clothes; wore a gray cloth to drape around her body to cover up the state her clothes were in. Dressed up as a male and moved like a male, nobody would have suspected her real identity – a female or a half demon. She searched for a path after she had rested enough to regain her strength. There is no room for her to spare to mourn of her just deceased father. She needed to move on, fulfill her father's last request, and that is to continue to live – the last words her father uttered; especially that she has no longer anyone at her side to rely on.

"Wha?" Natsume is startled when he stumbles upon Mikan in the forest on his night walk; he being a demon resident who didn't expect to find a human in the forest which he resides in. He looked around expecting she have a companion but saw none. Caught off guard, she attacked him which he immediately defend against; used his strength to hold her off with the strength he didn't expect the child possessed. 'She's just a child,' he thought evading her attack.

'Damn! Of all the luck!' She cursed struggling with the male demon with her dagger; she struggles her hand closer trying to slit his throat ignoring her aching body screaming out exhaustion. She couldn't take the demon with her strength faltering.

Natsume frowns as he managed to throw aside Mikan hitting a tree trunk which made a loud thud upon contact.

"Ughn…" Mikan groans in pain tried to quickly get back on her feet; used the trunk as a support. She raised her head quickly to face Natsume.

Natsume's eyes widened at how quickly she recovered although, still wobbly expecting that his used strength wasn't something a normal human wouldn't be able to stand up. He looked at her only seeing a teen female and then thought of the one possibility why she could easily rebound back. 'Are you a demon?' he asked keeping an eye on her out of curiosity.

Mikan tensed up, kept her eyes locked on him. 'I can't let him find out more.' She thought recalling what happened to her parents which had now become nothing more but lifeless bodies. She glares at him thinking of his strength, of how he overpowered her, and how she could win. All she could see is a male in his teens possibly older than her; she could see no trace of her being a demon if it weren't for the sharp nails, the pointy bit ears and the fangs.

He stares at her momentarily stunned seeing her quick reflex. 'I see.' He deduced that Mikan is a demon child noticing things a human would not possess – her ability to rebound, her swift movement beyond human normal. He figured something must have happened for a child demon to be all alone in another demon territory. He knew quite well that demons travel in groups, not less than ten at least.

She eyed the demon, knew that she is at disadvantage given his strength and the territory. She knows perfectly well the habits of a normal so there is no point in wasting her strength or time to a losing fight. She moved swiftly, pivots herself quickly making an escape.

He looked surprised that she escaped when he saw clearly in the demon's eyes that she was taunting him. He didn't pursue her, thought that it might be better since he could smell blood from her. He didn't need to lend a hand to the child demon having troubles of his own.