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"Hello?"

Nero heard a male's voice on the other hand as he called.

"Hey. I'm here. I bet my boss told you that he send me in to take care of your problem. So where do we meet?" Nero asked the client.

"I have an office four blocks down from the inn. Building 313. Just walk straight down."

Nero followed the man's directions as he walked down at a fast pace. He has his gun in his hostler while his Devil Bringer is hidden with some bandages and gloves. He did that while Will is unpacking. He left Red Queen back at the inn, thinking having his arm and gun is just enough to travel to four blocks.

Once Nero got to his destination, he enters the building. He is told to go to the third floor and go to apartment 3C so Nero went up the stairs and search for the apartment which he did and so he knocks.

"It's me. Jackson?"

He heard the door unlocked and reveals a middle-aged man with some sideburns in a white t-shirt and tees. The man had bags under his eyes as if he is continuously working on the case while watching his own back.

"You must be the one who gets the job done. Morrison told me about your agency. Come in." Jackson allowed Nero to enter. The house is a bit messy. There's a whiteboard board in the middle of the living room with pictures of the crime scenes and potential suspects with black scribble. The table is littered with papers such as documents and newspaper excerpts. To Nero, this whole thing seems like it went for a while now.

"So what do you got?" Nero asked, looking at the board with his hands into his coat's pockets.

"Ugh….not much to go on, the only thing I know is that it's not believable anymore," Jackson answered with a heavy sigh as he grabs a cup of coffee. "Want some coffee?" He offered. The young hunter shakes his head.

"Anyway, all the murders are too gruesome to be animal attacks and there are appears to be some symbols that are part of the occult. I can't bring this up because I don't want to be seen as a crazy person or the laughing stock on the force. One person brought it up and got desk duty after being reprimanded." Jackson explained. "I'm old friends with Morrison and when I told him about what's going on. He directed me to you guys. Devil May Cry." Jackson stated. "So mind me telling what you guys do exactly?"

"Heh," Nero responded with a smirk. "Let's just said that we're pest control. We deal with things that bump in the night." Nero crossed his arms. "Now tell me where it is and I will deal with it. What you need to do is relax and let me take care of it." To Nero, this is just like any mission.

"Yeah…well…that's good to hear." Jackson replied, not convinced which Nero quite frankly didn't give a shit. All he needs to do is kill the demon and get paid. That's all. Then Nero remembers. Oh right, he lowers his eyelids as he is reminded of the fact. He forgot about the redhead he's sharing his room with back at the inn. He wonders what he's doing right now.
I hope he doesn't touch my sword.

"Anyway." Jackson takes a sip of his coffee and sets the mug down which got Nero out of his thoughts.

"How will it take?"

"Depending on the demon." Nero crossed his legs, not bothered by the urgency from the detective. "I say…two days."

"That's it? Two days?" Jackson asked incredulously.

"Yeah." Nero got off from the couch."I let you know when I killed them. Got it? So don't do anything stupid, okay?" With that, Nero walks himself out of the apartment.

"Wait? Them?" Leaving Jackson alone who seems to call after him but the hunter ignores him. He doesn't want to take orders from authorities since demons are way out of any ordinary police's league. Based on the killings, he sees. It must be the work of some Scarecrows or something.

It's easy but Nero wants something more than a challenge. Like killing a Blitz for an example. At least, those fuckers were warm-ups. He needs something that's worth something. Something like…

I think my sister is trying to take down Beast

Yeah. Wait..no. Dante said not to try it. Tch. Shit. Nero wished he can ask more about it but damn it, how bad can this devil be? Sure, it kills demons but it also kills humans(even if they're bad) like it's no one's business. The idea of letting do what it wants to irk the young hunter somewhat. But as long as it doesn't desire the end of the world, it's fine by his standards. Nero sighs as he went back into the inn and go upstairs.

"Hey are you-" Huh? Where is he? I thought I told-

"Nero?" Right. He's in the bathroom. Nero sucked his teeth a bit before answering,

"Yeah, I'm back."

Will pokes his head out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth as he is only wearing a black t-shirt and pants.

"I thought you be gone, looking for the church or your sister or something." Nero sits on his bed while bringing the case that held his sword closer to him.

"I'm going to but it's nighttime," Will replied.

"Okay and?" Nero asked.

"I prefer going tomorrow," Will answered. "It might take a while to find it."

What?

"It's better that way since it's dangerous at the night. "

Seriously? Sure, night time is where demons can be more active so he's not wrong.

"Plus, looking for a blue church in the daytime is much easier than the nighttime."

"Wait…the church is blue? Whaddya mean blue?" Nero asked, blinking.

"Blue, blue. The exterior of it is entirely blue like my jacket over there." Will direct his head to his jacket hanging in front of the closet door. "And maybe yours." Nero gives 'hm' in response. A church that houses a devil is painted in blue. It sounds like it's telling everyone it's here.

"So yeah." Will return to the bathroom as he is finishing up before going to his bed. He let out a yawn. So tired. Will thought. He rubs the injury on his side from the thunder demon, it seems it has healed up. So that's good.

"So where did you go?" Will asked the hunter.

"Went to see the person who hired me. Want me to get rid of a demon that is killing people." Nero answered like a matter-of-fact.

"What does the demon look like?" Will asked curiously.

"I don't know. All I can see from the photos, it's a Scarecrow."

"A scarecrow?" Will looks at Nero. Nero nods, "Yeah. It's those things have that shitty laugh and those blade on either the leg or the arm. You fought them, remember?"

"Oh. So what about the lighting demon?" Will asked curiously.

"That's a Blitz."

"Why they are called that?"

"Well I-I don't know? It's just what they are called. That's what I call them. They just attack and run turning into electricity before you get a hit on them." Nero explained.

"Is there other different types of demon?" Will asked.

"Yeah. There are." Nero answered.

"How many?" Will asked eagerly. Nero raised an eyebrow at Will's eagerness on the topic of demons but answers nonetheless, "Many. I lost count. Besides…what do you want to know?"

"Well…uh….the only people that aren't human I know is my family so I got curious….." He wonders what Wylders were called from other people's view. Then again…

"William. You must know that we as a kind do not exist in the realm of demons."

"Huh?" Will blinked in confusion as he looks at uncle. "What do you mean by that?"

"You see, other demons do not know about our existence. Well….this new existence we have in this forest, they only know about our old existence that many know in the demon world as no more."

Hey.

"Uncle…are you trying to say."

Hey.

"Yes. To them, we're supposed to be-"

"Hey!"

Eh? Will blinked as Nero calls out to him. "U-uh yes?"

"I asked what do you want to know?" Nero asked crossing his arms after he took his boots off and sits on his bed upright, looking at Will as if he is waiting for an answer.

"I answered your question," Will asked whose confused.

"Yeah but you said curious about it." Nero then sighs, "You make it sound that the only people you know are demons…even if you said they're former. What? You never been out before outside of your house and look?"

"Uhh…well…"

"It sounds like you live under a rock," Nero commented before yawning.

"Um…"

"Anyway…I going to sleep. You should too." Nero then turns around which left Will alone to his thoughts, "Right…" With that, the two boys quickly fall asleep as they are about to be ready for tomorrow.