Until December Comes..
Prologue
It was a humid yet wet night. The night sky was midnight blue, and the streets were busy as usual. The bright tall buildings echoed different music, and the neon lights seemed to be it was jumping into your eye socket from how bright they were. Helicopters were flying over streets, and the new reporters were reporting about how good of a day it was to chill and have fun, as little kids chased each other behind the reporter. I on the other had couldn't get to enjoy the beautiful scenery, instead I was stuck in this store well my clothing store. Owning my own clothes department I knew the responsibility. But the thing was this job and good brand and shit was all a cover up, of what I really was. I honestly didn't know what the fuck I was but, hey I was like an assassin, but not a human killer most of the time a demon killer, I only killed humans if they were a threat. Anyways back to the day in the life of me, Atasha, you can call be Tasha though………………………
"Yo Tasha! You can go now if you want, I'll close up this time." Getting up from the counter she grabbed a box smiling to her buddy, Amanda. "You sure cause I would stay, and let you leave early."
"Nah, its okay. Good night babes." With an unsure look she then smiled and gave her a hug. "Alright. Goodnight." She then messed with Atasha's curly hair. Then she headed out of the store giving a big stretch and a yawn. She wore light grey skinny jeans with shiny silver, black and purple Nike dunks, she wore a purple chained belt and a white H&M t-shirt. Her skin was a smooth caramel completion, but when sun would hit it, it always looked like she bathed in gold. Hey eyes were grey, and she had big fluffy curly brown hair. She pulled out her IPod Touch as she put in the white ear buds in her ears. She put on a song that kinda matched her mood, Long Night By Nelly feat Usher. She walked down the bright street not paying attention to where she was going she was playing a game on her IPod while listing to music until when she bumped into someone who had to have abs of steel or somthin cause she fell a couple of steps back dropping her IPod, and just loosing her thoughts for a second when she saw a creamy hand being held out to her. She looked up into his mysterious blue eyes, silver hair, perfect strong jaws, and hansom face. She got lost for a second in his beauty and eventually took his hand pulling her up to her feet. "You alright babe?" He asked as he picked up her IPod handing it to her. "Um yea, I'm fine thanks you." "Well be careful next time, you might end up slamming your pretty face into a pole." He joked. But she blushed and giggled looking down at his feet. He wore patent leather brown Louis Vitton kicks with the signature symbols, and beige straight jeans that wasn't tight on him but definitely not baggy, he wore a matching Louis Vitton belt, and showing a bit of his plaid boxers. He wore a white Ed Hardy shirt, and a silk brown vest. She had to admit his outfit was fly for a white guy, but she liked it. "Well bye, sir." She said smiling. "The names Dante by the way." He said as he walked away giving a lazy wave disappearing into the crowd. She almost squealed on her self but controlled
herself and took his advise and paid attention this time. Lucky she did spotting a demon in the crowd, but what she didn't know was that Dante spotted it to turning back around following it as he hopped up on the fire escape without people noticing and running on top of buildings as Tasha chased it without people noticing it until she followed behind an abandoned garage. Looking around she didn't see the demon until heard a noise behind her, quickly pulling out a blade she stabbed the one eye beast. Dante who was on the roof saw this causing suspicion about her when he saw a demon quickly sneaking up behind her jumping down he shot the demon about 5 times causing her to jump back into a wall. The demon was dead. To her surprise it was him again. "God! we gotta stop meeting like this." He joked as he put away in guns under his vest. "Okay then." She stated. His face got serious, which startled her causing her to grip her blade tightly. "What are you?" The question brought painful memories causing her to slowly slide down the wall to the floor. "I don't know. Why should you care?" "Just felt like asking, whats your name?" "Atasha, but you can call me Tasha." "Alright, Tasha, you want a lift home?" "No I'm fine," She got up and walked away, going over to the lonely bus stop." "Whatever babe." He said walking away.
