Chapter 2:

"What a fuckin mess" The oddly pale women groaned. She looked around what was left of the club with a disgusted glace. She sighed heavily as she strode around the club, being careful not to step on anything. Bodies were strung everywhere. Many were torn to pieces. She walked past what was left of a womens body. It was split just after her ribs, the pink stained bone stuck out between pools of blood and coagulated crimson. Below was the rest of her body attactched only by a string of soft pink blood covered intestines. She walked on, knowing that their would be worse. Her job required a strong stomach, because often times there were situations a lot worse then this one. One with a denser population of people, and more of these sick creatures. The creatures were known as demons.

Yes. Demons. The world had evolved into a terrible living condition where creatures like the one that attacked this small club were waiting around every corner to suck their victim dry of their precious blood. A man was slumped against the wall, a huge hole that showed the other side of the wall in his chest. The wall behind him was covered in bloody claw marks. The creature had left reminence of its vitcims everywhere throughout the club. Entrails hung from the support beams that ran parallel to the floor. Chewed body limbs were thrown carelessly. Faces with the overall emotion of fear were decapitated from their bodies, some strong on sharp piked objects. During the creatures entrace it snapped one of the metal poles on the stage in half, leaving it with jagged edges. On that poles the mangled body of one of the women dancing upon it's once shiny silvery surface was skewered like a piece of shrimp.

The demon that enetered and ripped through Noire was one of the lowert forms of demons. It was known as a Hellion. A mindless creature with no rational thought. It has no purpose and the only thing it did was to kill any other living thing that was weaker then it. Humans fell in that catergory. But there were other demons in the world. Some were worse then the Hellion's. Some were a considerable amount better. Some were even like humans. They had complete rational thought and control. They acted the same as human in the hopes to get along with the human society that they so desperatly craved to belong to. Vampires, Werewolves, Succubi all intagrated into human society, conceling themeslves.

The women that was striding around Noire taking all of this in? A demon hunter. A position that arrised after the raise of demon activity. She was one of them. Her name was Raven. And she was one hell of a demon hunter. One of the best their was. She wandered around with only one purpose. To find any survivers. Even if they were terribly mangled, she was in business with some of the best doctors. Human and demon alike. She sighed once again and closed her eyes. For a brief moment everything was black, she could see nothing and everything was calm. The bodies of the deceased did not exist. And then they did. Everything appeared normal but in reality it was not.

Her vision showed what ordinary could not. Every human now appeared blue to her. When a human or a demon had a pulse that was full of strenght it was firey red in color. As that person got closer to death then the color moved down the color of the rainbow until it reached blue, which overall meant, there was no movement of the heart. No brain reaction. Her vision allowed her to make sure that the people in this club were really dead. If there was life, anywhere in this room, she would be able to find it. She sighed. All of the blue sickened her. Not one warm color stood out in this ice storm of death. The backrooms even showed death. Everyone in the entire building was dead.

When humans died, nothing happened to their bodies except coagulation and the slow process of decay. When a demon died, it was much different. They went back to their original form. If they appeared to be human, their shield of humanity was dropped in death. Vampires returned to pale red eyed beings with their fangs protruding. Werewolves became covered in their thick fur and doubled in size. The succubi and inkubi regained their slender dragonlike tails along with the growth of the reproductive elements. She closed her eyes again and when she re opened them, her vision was gone. She shook her head and grabbed a small walki talki from a loop on the belt wrapped around her waist. She held the talk button down

"It's Raven" She spoke with her silk voice "I got a huge mess down here" She grumbled itno the speaker. There were a few bars of static and then a male voice returned

"Where are you at" It asked

"Noire. The street down on Mason avenue" She mumbled kicking aside a decapiated head.

"Our clean up squad will be on their way" He answered. He was quiet for a minute. "Any survivors?" He asked with a hopeful voice

"No" Her voice was cold.

"Figures" He spoke with a sigh.

"Though" She spoke and he was listening.

"There was a man here. A man.....who seemed like he knew what he was doing. Like he knew what he was up against" She spoke.

The man in the other line seemed interested.

"Can you describe him?" He asked.

She laughed nervously

"Your gonna thing im fuckin crazy but....I swear this guy had green skin" She said making her way out of the club. The other line went dead for a while. Static filled her walkie talkie and for a moment she thought the man on the other line had possibly gone off and possibly called one of the psych's back at the head quarters. But his voice returned a moment later

"You said green skin?" He asked.

"Thats right" She answered "Youu sending me to the pysch's?" She asked with a laugh

"No.....I'm sending you to find him" He spoke

He retort was quick and snappy

"Why. Whats the matter" She spoke

"The man you saw....was Garfield Logan" He finished

She paused for a moment to catch her breath

"Garfield....."she whispered

"Yes, the one and only" He answered "We need him here Raven. He's one of the best in the world and god do we need him in a time like this" He mumbled on.

"It's not gonna be easy to get him" She spoke after a minute of taking everything in.

"He;s said to us before that he doesn't want anything to do with us. That he could handle everything on his own" She spoke

He laughed for a minute

"What's so funny?" She asked coldly

"Yeah that's true. He doesn't want to work with anyone but himself" He paused for moment "But we didn't have you before"