Tray: I'm back! *Watches the businessmen run* hehe. I guess that takes care of the disclaimer! Anyway enough of my jibber jabber, on to the chapter!
Last time: They never knew that demons, werewolves, and vampires really did exist just hidden within the many layers of Hell. They never knew this till that one fateful day. The day that their town went to the deepest corner of Hell
Demon Hunter
Chapter 2: Our Witch
She fingered the silver dagger. The old woman had given it to her before she passed away. That was 4 years ago before all this shit happened. The dagger was no ordinary dagger. It was silver and had crosses carved into it, but it also had a spell upon it. A spell the she had cast. The dagger carried 2 purposes. 1) Since it was silver wounding a werewolf, 2) wounding a vampire. The spell helped with this. If thrown right the dagger would pierce the hearts of theses creatures, killing them instantly.
she had many was of ridding of the creatures that had over run her town, her home. What she meant by creatures was werewolves, (the dammed), vampires, (the undead), and demons (hell's servants), she just loved to kill all of these 'things', thus her nick name The Demon Hunter. These creatures were somewhat easy to kill. it depended on how strong they were.
She walked to a bookcase and pulled a book titled 'The Art Of Magic'. The book case moved to the right side of the wall reveling a large chamber filled with gun loaded with sliver bullets with crosses etched on the tips, bottles of holy water, silver daggers but none like hers, and squirt guns to put the holy water in. She grabbed a dagger and slid it into her left boot, (her other one was in her shirt held up by her bra), a gun and extra ammo, a squirt gun and extra holy water. In the middle of the chamber on a table was and enchanted spell book. Enchanted as in only a white witch could touch it.
She holstered the two guns and put the extra ammo and HW (holy water) in her pockets, and before closing the chamber read over some spells. After she was finished she closed the chamber and walked to her main room.
She lived in a three-story house that was built out of bricks. The house also had a spell enchanted upon it. Nothing evil could enter it with out being injured of killed. Her house was a refuges hideout for most of the kids who had lost their families. She trained them to fight but she did not teach them magic. Even after all these years the people had yet to find out she was a witch. The kids all stayed in the lower chambers that she had built onto the house underground. They each shared a room with one other person.
There was one other thing about her. She could enchant dragons. yes dragons had come too but they were sent from Olympus. She makes friends with the beast and some, with her help, are able to turn into human forms. Two of the dragons she had enchanted stay in the lower chambers protecting the kids, others were hidden amongst the people that had managed to stay alive.
She sighed and walked into the kitchen. She started the coffee machine and started to make some coffee. She looked at the clock on her wall, which read, 7:00. 'Good I still have 2 hours until the creatures come out.' each night 'Hell's creations' came out at 10 sharp to either feast or terrorize. She leaned against the counter and pet her black cat that was drinking her milk. The buzzer on the coffee pot went off and she poured herself a cup. While she drank she thought about the creatures and their leaders.
Each species have their own leader. The werewolves, for instance, had a male leader named Goku. Goku had a wife and two sons, Gohan and Goten. His wife Chichi had past away due to her. She smirked at that thought. Ever since then he has been seeking revenge. (he has yet to do so) he had even managed to convince the other werewolves to seek revenge on their 'Queens' killer. She had never laid eyes on his sons.
The vampires also had a male leader, named Vegeta. he too had a family. A wife and a son. She had not killed his wife but had come close to it. His son's name was Trunks and his wife's Bulma. She had never laid eyes on his son either.
Now their demons leader was neither male nor female. It was the Devil it's self. The Devil, of course, had no family. She was sure that if it did it would have eaten them or fed them to his minions.
She put down her empty coffee cup and grabbed her jacket. She never needed to write a not for the kids or her dragon friends they knew were she went every day and knew not to bug her about it either. With one last glance at the clock she walked out the door. She had a little trip she needed to take to Mt. Olympus.
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Tray: Should I stop here?
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Readers: Ok! Just keep going!
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While she was walking she thought about her friend Tray, the dragon Goddess. Tray had pale red eyes, and dark purple hair. For a dragon goddess she was quite beautiful. she dressed in black pants with a green dragon curling around the left leg, and a black top that tied around the neck and exposed her back. On the shirt was a dragon of different colors breathing fire. she had a tattoo of a dragon curling around her left arm. She held a staff with a glass ball on the top. Inside the glass ball a small dragon sat.
Soon she reached the wall that led to the home of the gods. looking around making sure nothing was watching she stepped through the portal. as usual Dragon, Tray's brother, greeted her.
"My if it isn't Usagi The Demon Hunter." He said.