Hey guys, this started out at an RP with my friend, and I just got hit with a story idea. Please enjoy the prologue!
Earth. A place full of things people can't explain. But one thing humanity has come to accept is the fact they are not alone. Not only do humans walk the earth, but so do demons, creatures of the night. They prey on humans during the night and hide from them in the day. Humans, however, are not completely defenseless from the demons. Angels protect the humans during the night, and humans who have learned the art of hunting and taming demons search for them, taming them and making them servants for the humans.
Our story begins on a normal day in Washington. A family drove home after a wonderful dinner. The family consists of a father, mother, two sons and a daughter. This certain family just learned that a fourth child was on the way, and were celebrating. During their dinner, the weather changed, rain starting to pour down, making the roads slick. The father laughed at something the older son had said, before looking at the road again, gasping as he saw a full grown male demon standing in the middle of the road, clutching something in his arms. The father quickly turned the wheel, the mother screaming. The demon ducked as the car skidded and flipped over it. After the car skidded to a halt, the father crawled out of the car, pulling the oldest son out, then the youngest son. The mother pulled out the daughter, then screamed. The father stared down at the youngest, the young boy, who laid limp in his arms. The mother also stared down at the girl, also limp.
"No… No…." The mother cried as she held her daughter close to her.
The father, in a blind fit of rage, pulled his hunting riffle out of his car and ran after the demon. The oldest child, the boy, gently cradled his dead brother in his arms.
The father ran after the demon, his eyes burning with rage. Finally, he cornered the demon and aimed his gun at the demon. Suddenly, a young cry came from what the demon was clutching. The father lowered his gun slowly as the demon crouched down, unwrapping a younger demon from his blanket. The father's eyes widened. The young demon couldn't have been any older than his now dead son. The older demon tried to calm the younger one, when another one appeared from the forest.
"B-Bro?" The other one, about the age of the man's oldest son.
"Dirk get out of here!" The oldest demon yelled. The younger demon looked at his 'Bro' with sad orange eyes before running back into the forest. The oldest demon stared at the father from under his white cap.
The father pulled his gun back up and aimed at the demon, who simply hunched over more, covering the youngest demon protectively. The man gulped a bit and started to pull the trigger, before lowering his gun, surprising the demon supremely. " You keep your family. I can't bring myself to make those two go on the way I will. Go. Run." He said, motioning the demon to run. The demon stared at the man with wide eyes before nodding slowly and running into the forest. The father aimed his gun at the sky and pulled the trigger a few times, screaming in aggravation.
Back at the car, the mother sat, trying to comfort the only surviving child, who still clutched to his younger brother.
"Jane…. John…. JOHN!"