Chapter 4

Her eyes fell upon one of the biggest demons she had every seen. In all her years of running around with her father on demon hunts this one was truly different. It was part bird, part horse, and part lion, with wings that glistened with a fiery aura. It stood about 18 feet tall with huge talons extended in Aurora's direction. She managed to dodge the swipe, but it left her breathless, she hadn't prepared herself for this. Any normal demon would have been easy for her. But this wasn't normal. And as she looked up toward this monster it spoke.

"Who are you mere mortal, do you think you can defeat me…ha… You shall die. Which shall be a shame to see such young flesh ripped to bits." The demon snarled.

"Well if I was just a mere mortal I wouldn't be here would I?"

"You're either extremely brave or extremely stupid…either way… prepare to die!"

And with that the mighty beast rose into the sky and came down upon Aurora. But this time she was ready. She unsheathed her sword from her back and jumped up to meet the beast. Her sword struck through the monster's chest cavity. Blood spat into Aurora's face and the beast stopped, its red eyes glaring with pain and rage. It roared and threw Aurora off her sword. She fell to the ground with a sickening thud. The pain was so intense that her world started to spin. Colors of crimson red and deep purple velvet raced across her vision. Then a stabbing pain shot through her leg. She knew full well that it was either broken or had been torn into severely. She felt her blood run cold in her veins. Her eyes faded into a deep blood red. A pair of battered black wings appeared on her back. She felt her body writhe in a violent fit of pain before the all too familiar sensation of the demon awakening within returned. Her eyes shot open and with one swift motion she jumped up grabbed her sword that was still wedge in the demons chest and twisted on it with all her might. She spun in a few revolutions and then she felt bones shatter behind it force. The demon had now stopped completely. She drew her sword out and fell to the ground, this time she felt nothing. She glared at the demon that now stood frozen.

"Who… who are you? You're not just a mere mortal…I… I don't understand."

"Let me ask you something. Do you know of a man by the name of Dante?" a half smirk played on her face, she knew the answer she would likely receive from a demon such as this.

"The… the demon hunter? Yes I know of him. He's a murderer, and a traitor. He has demon blood racing through his veins but yet refuses to accept our ways. Oh yes, Sparda would be proud of him. But ask any other demon they would rather see him dead than see him live on, the worthless waste of a good blood-line that he is"

She felt her anger build again. No one ever insulted her father in front of her. She knew of the great things he had done so early in his life and no one was going to stain that name that was so highly held for so long. The Sparda bloodline had not been spoiled not by Dante's mother, or by her now. The legend lived on through her. This demon would pay for his quick tongue.

"That murderer?… Is my father!"

"Your...your father? Ha... I didn't think..." he was cut off.

"Don't talk, just die!" she jabbed her sword through the demon's heart and with that the demon let out a roar that could shatter the soul. But Aurora just stood there, sword in hand. The demon slowly disinigrated and a few tiny red orbes fell to the ground. She gathered them quickly and stowed them away in her bag.

A few people crawled their way outside to see what happened. Among them the girls from lunch, Allen, and that girl that had stopped her in the hall. They stood there, awe struck by what they had just witnessed.

"Aurora...are...are you all right?" It was one of her teachers from earlier in the day. It wasn't like she was going to answer him though. They had no clue what she had just gone through and they never would. They sat inside safe with brick walls around them while she did battle with a demon that even in their wildest dream most of them couldn't imagine. Letting her demon form fade and calming the pulse that she heard ringing in her head. She strapped her sword back to her back. She picked up her stuff silently and wincing every once in a while she made her way across the parking lot. A few people attempted to chase her, but she knew her aura was still too strong for them to get much closer to her. So in vain they gave up and walked back to the congregation.

She jumped on her bike and backed it out of the space. Not wasting any time she threw it into gear and sped out of the parking lot. She realized that she had just left school way before she was suppose to, but she didn't care. What were they going to say to someone that just saved all of them from being torn a part by a huge demon that they had no chance of conquering. She didn't know what she'd say to Dante, although she knew she really wouldn't have to say anything the school would take care of that. But he would still be pissed. She knew that all to well. But she had tried to tell him. She knew it would put people in danger, but honestly why should she care? Its not like those people made her life any easier. But somewhere deep inside she felt the need to save people. It was the legacy of her grandfather that she was carrying on. It had been bred into her since she was small that it was her "duty" to protect the human world. But in all truth she didn't just fight for them. She loved the heat of battle it was a terrific rush for her. The half demon brain of hers awakened only to fury. And everything she felt was intensified when that part of her deepest subconscious was active. It was almost like a turn on to her. She knew those feelings all to well and they sent her mind scattering. Which was a horribly bad thing considering she was racing down the highway at over 100 miles per hour. Concentration was key at this very moment. She tried to push everything aside and focus on the road. But the storm that was approaching her in her near future remained at the back of her mind. Trish would have her ass for this and Dante would let Trish tear her a part without saying a word. She wished for once that her father would defend her like she defended him. But with Trish there that would never happen. She set herself down lower on her bike and increased her speed. The rain had stopped earlier and the roads were basically dry so what traffic she did run into she dodged in and out of it. She didn't feel like going home yet so she decided to her over to "The Village". Of course it wasn't a true village, it was the shopping center on ther far side of town, in the "art district". It was the center of the "counter culture" lifestyle. And since "normal people" couldn't accept her she had be-friended many of these people, whom most would consider freaks. But she felt that she belonged here more than anywhere else she had ever been.

I was almost 12:50 in the afternoon wher she reached "The Village" she parked in her usual spot and looked around. There was the coffee shop a popular hangout within the "group" and of course your "specialty" stores. There was also the "bar" called Fadyng Mydnyght. It wasn't a real bar. But there have been rumors of a "vampyre" cults holding their meetings in the back room and being served blood. No one's ever proved it true. But its been the entertainment for the younger more immature crowd to try to get into that back room. But to many poeples' disappointment it was always locked.

Aurora looked around quickly then walked over to the bar. She knocked once and the man behind the counter turned to see who the noise came from. He was suprisingly young and handsome. He had the rock star looks and attitude when it came to strangers, but Aurora was no stranger.

"Who the hell... oh Aurora! Hows it been, haven't seen you around in an eternity." he smirked at her as he grabbed a glass for her.

"Its been shitty. Trish made me go back to school over near Falconiville and Dante had nothin to say about it."

"That sucks." he poured her some water. She never drank anything else.

"Yeah it sucks, but what can I do?" she shrugged.

" You could stay with me!" he smiled at her devilishly.

"Oh yes that would go over so well me stayin with a 23 year old. My parents would flip shit."

"It was just a suggestion... So what bring you here anyway... shouldn't you still be IN school?"

"Yeah i should... but hey its me... do i ever do what i should?" she smirked at him

"Thats true... thats true.."

"Anyway... is Eden around anywhere i haven't seen her in a while and i really want to talk to her."

"She workin over at Madem Morbidia's Dress Shop" he surpressed a laugh.

"Please tell me you're kidding Gauge. What the hell kind of place is that and what happened to her job at the spell caster place?"

"Apparently, this place pays better and she has less aggrevation now."

"Well they should pay better with a name like that. God..."

"Hey don't go saying things too loud... i don't want to get fired... i need the money"

"All right... i see you later!" she went to pull out some money to pay for her drink but Gauge just shook his head at her.

"You know that its on the house... you should probably get going before she gets off and leave to go to class."

"Yeah... you're right... I'll see you around."

She walked out the door back into the grey daylight. She began to walk around the shopping center looking for this new "dress shop" and Eden.