At the party afterward, Fat Amy wouldn't stay away from me. I was going to confront Beca, mostly because if she decided to bone that Treble, it meant I would actually have to stay freaking captain because of a stupid oath with stupid wolves.

"You know, so there's like ten of us." Fat Amy began. I wondered if Chloe was drunk enough for me to tell Fat Amy off yet. "That means one of us is probably a lesbian."

"You think? Which one do you think it is?" I asked, I already knew who was gay and not, demon powers are another level of bullshit, and mother was a succubus, but I was curious as to what she would say.

"My money is on black beauty." She said. I tried not to bite her head off. That one was blatantly obvious, I mean she was basically disrobing tall beauty over there.

I wonder what Amy would look like drenched in blood?

"Don't tell her I said that." She said.

I nodded. But seriously, why are you talking to me? Apparently, she was as dull as a doorknob and kept going.

I took my leave, after a voice in my head whispered, "Canon divergence in three, two, one."

Yes, I was a demon, but that didn't mean that voices talking in my head was a normal thing. To shake off the feeling that something bad was going to happen, I walked through the dark campus, not really looking for anything in particular, but trouble always finds a demon.

POV Switch

Beca walked through the campus, she managed to get away from the party after Jesse turned around and started screeching like a deranged banshee. She refused to stay with drunk college students.

There was something about the dark campus that made her scared, though she would never admit that, and it made her walk faster. Apparently not enough, because out of nowhere a group of guys appeared and slowly began catching up to her. Just her luck.

"He…" Whatever he was going to say was lost when something slammed into him.

If Beca wasn't there, she wouldn't believe it herself. It was a dark shadow with a red light emitting deep within it, snaking its way around the dark shadow like veins. At the end of its, arms?, were four long steel claws that cut through the poor college student. The head had two golden green eyes and a massive jagged hole full of teeth.

It devoured the college guy in chunks, tearing and chewing, thankfully Beca was spared most of the carnage. The other guys, not so much. One passed out, one vomited, and the others ran away.

"Oh My God!" Beca screamed, she didn't know what to do. She froze, once the demon was done there was just a pool of blood, the last trace of evidence that the poor college dude ever existed.

Golden green eyes looked at her.

"Nothing, you saw nothing."

And Beca passed out.

The next day she woke up in her bed, Kimmy Jin was strangely missing. Last night hit her like a freight train, the horror caught up to her now. She almost screamed when she saw something dark move, then realizing her window was open and it was just her curtain. She needed to talk to Lily, she needed to talk to someone… god. There was a demon on campus.

'Bella's first practice at 10 am today! Come to the barnyard gym!' Chloe texted.

There was a demon on campus and she was going to an acapella practice. God, her priorities. It was time to hunt. That would be a bitch, she had to skip breakfast and bring along a Bible everywhere.

POV Switch

The first day of Bella practice I had stayed up all night researching geopolitical tensions with countries that had nuclear weapons. I also, may or may not, have eaten a few college guys. In my defense, they were going to do some unspeakable, unless you were on a talk show or making a point.

I had no new routine so I used the one I knew the best, Alice's. Before practice I took a few aspirin for a headache I knew was inevitable, high pitches were hard to listen to, I only made it through because of drugs and stubborn hatred. In fact, that's why churches have choirs, high pitched voices kept us away.

When one of the girls broke down and confessed to a "horrible" sin of kissing a Treble Maker, I almost rolled my eyes. It was her fault that she broke under my gaze, I thought pursing my lips. If she was better at lying to herself she wouldn't have to leave.

"Are you serious?" The deviant girl asked.

She was playing the part perfectly, I just needed to keep her addicted to this group so I could slip back and begin World War 3. With Nuclear Weapons.

I smiled. "Dixie Chicks serious."

The practice went as expected, horribly. I cut it early to pack in more time studying about nuclear release codes. Beca attempted to call me out about using last year's routines, but I cut her off. It planted the idea more firmly in her head and left me with time to mess around with Chloe's personal life.

Beca was following the part correctly. I attempted to compliment her, but caught myself. That would be irrational and in bad form, so instead I insulted her.

"That's my dick." She proclaimed, walking away from me.

It was irrelevant to the conversation, I was insulting her sense of style and happened to glance at the unseemly bulge at her crotch. It left me wondering if she really did have a dick, maybe I should ask Chloe later...

The most troublesome part was the quiet Asian girl. She was chanting words of power, wards to fend off demons. For once I felt fear from someone other than my father, her wards were powerful.

"Nothing, I hear nothing." I declared to her at the end of practice. She looked at me with all knowing eyes.

It set me on edge.

POV Switch

I don't know why I did it in the first place. Hiding a Bible, even a small handheld one, in my pants was a horrible idea. Now it looked like I had a boner, a Bible boner. Ugh.