Arriving at the docks five minutes after the alarm, maybe around five or six, still some light, however not for long. Hot wiring Robin's bike wasn't exactly easy or quick. Sliding off the bike seat he brought up his guns.

Heading towards a burn mark on the ground, "Reaper demons," shaking his head, "should be a piece of cake."

Hearing a scream from around the corner, he took off running. Turning the corner with his guns raised watched the demon vanished, and a headless body falling to the ground. Detecting movement behind him he snapped around, and had the faces of the Titans in his cross hairs.

"For crying out loud, I told you to stay behind."

Before Robin could answer, another scream filled the air. Reaching the origin of the scream, it was another lifeless, headless body.

"Damn," turning to the Titans, "Fine, if you want to help, get everyone clear of this area. If you find the demon," turning, "do not face it," walking off.

Searching from building to building, scanning with his eyes. Entering the third building, his ears detected heavy breathing. It didn't sound human.

"You shouldn't be here," remarked a voice from behind me.

Jumping around to find Robin looking at him.

His mouth opened nothing came out as an ear-piercing scream filled the room. Snapping around to find a sheet of darkness now covering what little light that was left. At the top was a pale skull surrounded by a deep blue fire.

Robin tensed up.

"What is that thing?"

"A Reaper Demon," he replied, "the reason I want you and your team to keep back. You guys can't take it."

"And you can?"

Smiling, "As a matter of fact, yes."

Rushing forward, pulling the triggers of the both guns sending .45 caliber slugs into the demon's chest. Being impaled by the slugs caused the demon to scream in pain. Slashing with its sickle searching for the source of those slugs.

Ducking beneath the blade. Coldness coursed through the hunter's body. Smiling as he focused on fire.

This was an Ice Reaper. Returning fire. It's screams increased. After five flame rounds hit the demon, its body turned to dust, the skull was the only thing that didn't change, it landing on the ground with a thunk. Walking over and crushed it into dust under the heel of his boot.

"All clear."

Noticing the Titans minus Raven had their mouth hanging open.

"Dude, what was that thing," asked Beast Boy pointing to the dust on the ground.

With a straight face, "It was a demon. That's all I can tell you here. I'll explain more when we get back to your place."

Twenty minutes later, they returned to Titans Tower. The Titans were gathered on the half circle couch, with the demon hunter standing and staring at them all.

This was his story as he told them.

"My name is Jake Spiegel, codename: Gunslinger. My job in life, is to hunt demons and cult working towards bringing the devil to this world. Myself and a few others work for the government, ages ranging from as young as 12, and as old as 70. For each confirmed demon kill, we are paid for the demons class ranking. The rank is based on powers. The one I faced today would be a class 27 demon. It wasn't the weakest out there, and nowhere near the strongest."

"How do you know that there are demons around?" asked Robin.

Pointing to his scar, "This was given to me in my first demon fight. When a demon of evil is around, it puts off a cold feeling. The kind you get when you get sick to your stomach, and worse if it is a higher rating demon."

"So how come you said we can't fight it, but you can," came from Cyborg.

"Because you haven't been trained, in order to fight demons, you have to go threw training that brings you close to death. Many can't because they are too afraid. And if you can't go through the training, you can't touch a demon, even though it can hack you to pieces."

"Ok, and why are you in Jump City?" asked Robin.

"It has been report that major demon sights may occur in this city. I was the only operative available to come and stop anything that comes to this world. So until I manage to close any portal linking the worlds, I get to hunt demons in the city," looking right at Robin, "and to let you know, in the way of demon hunting, I am the only one qualified to hunt them. Should anyone, including yourselves get in my way, I will not hesitate to have you thrown in jail for becoming involved in government work."

Returning the stare back, "And we aren't going to stand down."

Nodding, "I figured as much, and in a city like this, I'm going to need help. You can help. In a fight, a demon won't be afraid to use normal humans as shields. You can get people out and keep them out until I finish the demon off," approaching Robin, "and in turn, I can help you fight crime and give you a cut of my pay," holding out his hand, "Do you agree?"

A moment of thought.

Shaking Jake's hand, "Agreed, but when we fight normal criminals, I lead and you don't kill."

"Fine," Jake said, "but again, when you hear me call out Demon, you and your team pull back and get everyone out."

He nodded, and Jake became the sixth Titan, known as the Gunslinger.

Given a room that only had a bed in it. It was the size of an apartment, with full working bathroom and a small kitchen. Even though it had nothing in it, it kind of felt good to have a room rather then sleeping on streets an in dark alleys. Sitting on the bed, think about what he needed to get for the room when a knock came to his door. He opened it finding Raven stood there.

"May I speak with you."

Her voice monotone, yet fear was detected in her voice.

Smiling, "Of course, please come in."

Entering, she looked around a bit.

Turning to Jake, "Are you here to kill me?"

His eyebrows arched up.

"Uh, no, why do you think that?"

"I am the daughter of Trigon."

Staring at her, he started laughing.

"That's funny, now, why do you really think I would kill you?"

She gave him a looked that could kill lesser men.

"It is no joke."

Stepping towards her, concentrating hard, "As far as I can tell, you are no demon."

Her eyes didn't change, so a better explanation was needed.

"You see, demons enjoy hurting innocents for pleasure. That's what gives them a demonic aura that I can sense. I get it a lot for the most corrupt humans as well. But when I sense no demonic aura, then I have no reason to kill."

"But his blood runs threw me."

"Then answer me this, do you enjoy hurt people for no reason? Even a little?"

She shook her head.

Shrugging, "Then you're not a demon. You may be able to use demon like traits, but you are no demon. I am sure of it."

"Thank you, I'll see you tomorrow," turning to leave.

"Wait," causing her stop, "Now, can I ask you something else?"

She nodded.

"Would you be willing to catch a movie tomorrow night, I sort of got a crush on you since I first saw the news."

Her face didn't changed, except for a little blushing along her cheeks.

"I would say yes, but I can't. Those demon like traits I have prevent me from using my emotions."

Rubbing his chin while thinking, "I'll make a deal with you. If I can find a way to let you use your emotions, without removing you powers of course, you go out with me. Agreed?"

For a moment, she thought pretty hard.

"Fine, but lets see what you come up with to help me, then we can talk dating."

Afraid of more questions, she left in a hurry.

Smiling and falling asleep in a real bed, something he missed for a long time. That night, he dreamt of black angels.