Summary: Lucy is a demon hunter who works alone and has been for many years. But, upon meeting a fellow hunter, she's offered a partnership. Will she accept or deny? What's with this strange bar that seems as if everyone in it is hiding some sort of secret? How is Lucy connected to this place? Most of all, why is this new hunter so...STUPID!
The Hunt
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Click, click, click. The steady tapping of heeled boots against the pavement followed the blond as she went. Her long golden tresses fell passed her shoulders, flowing like gentle waves in the light summer night breeze. Caramel colored eyes stared straight ahead as a smirk pulled at her glossy pink lips. She could see the men watching her as she walked, their eyes either glued to her large bust or heart shaped rear. Her hips swayed with each step, the skin tight jeans accented her curves and lengthy legs the whole way down till they tucked inside her boots. Her cross-back black tank top revealed just enough cleavage, leaving the men to imagine the rest.
The blond was well aware of just how sexy she was, how desired she was among the opposite sex. In fact, she tended to use that to her advantage, using her sex appeal to get what she wants or to sway the mind of who ever she needed to. You'd never realize by just looking what lies underneath the facade. You'd never know all the pain she had endured, the loneliness. It's been quite some time since she traveled with a companion, all those years of being alone can really get to someone. But, she learned to cope over time. Things like that came with the job, she really didn't have much say in the matter. Not that she would change it anyway. Some things are better staying the way they are.
This kind of life, it's not for everyone. Most couldn't even handle the knowledge of what she did, let alone that it needed to be done or all the risks that came with such a thing. Almost everyday, she risked her life for the well being of others, putting herself on the line to do what must be done. This woman, she was a hunter. A demon hunter to be exact. She hunts down the demons that hide in the shadows, corrupting mankind, swaying their thoughts and actions to make them carry out what they cannot till they are able to manifest themselves into this realm.
Luckily, most are just shadows of their true selves, simple apparitions of sorts that whisper to anyone with a darkness lurking inside them. They use that darkness to worm their way into the realm of the living and control mortals. There is no real way to kill a demon, the only way to be rid of them is to banish them to Purgatory forever. But, the number of demons is vast and ever growing. There are only a handful of hunters, other than herself, that the blond knows of yet the demons just keep coming. It's a never ending battle where the demons outnumber the hunters, 1000 to 1. Once you enter a life like this, there is no turning back.
The only thing that really helps is the fact that it takes time for a demon to be able to passover to this world. They need to find the right human to possess, one strong enough to contain them until they gather enough power themselves to cross the barrier between worlds without the need of a host body. Most who become a hunter have had their normal lives ruined by a demon. Each hunter has their own story, but most work alone. Most share a fear of growing an attachment to someone, only to lose them in the end. And for Lucy, she knew this all too well. Demons had taken everything from her, every last thing that she ever cared for and now she refused to let herself become that vulnerable again.
It can be tough tracking down demons, most don't show any signs of demonic possession until it's too late. Hunters have to keep their eyes and ears open to watch and listen for signs that, most of the time, aren't there. After so many years of hunting, the blond has gained a sort of sixth sense about these things. Currently prowling the streets, Lucy carefully watched and listened for anything to help her. When she became twenty-one, the blond realized that the best place to gather information, surprisingly enough, was a bar. People would say and do things with a little alcohol in their system that they'd normally never would. She would overhear conversations, people talking of another who had started to act strangely. There was just so much that could be found out in such a place, it was almost too easy.
Stopping just outside of a small building, brown eyes gazed up at the bright neon lights that filled the windows. Blue, green and white lights shine bright and list the different types of drink that was supplied here. Blinds were pulled closed behind the lights, preventing anyone from seeing inside the place but there wasn't much to see, really. Most of these places were pretty much the same. Once you saw one, you saw them all. Loud music could be heard, pouring out the doorway and onto the crowded city street. A small red awning hung above the oaken door, bold white letters were printed across the front spelling out the name of the place. Strauss Tavern. Licking her lips, the blond moved forward, her small hand pushing against the swinging door and entering the bar.
Immediately she was hit by the smell of alcohol and cigarettes. Hints of someones perfume or cologne could be picked up but was covered mostly by the other scents. The music was blaring, the bass vibrating the hard wood floor she was standing on. Brown eyes scanned the room, gazing over the bar and surrounding tables before taking a seat at the far right, up at the bar. This was in the corner of the room, she could keep a close watch on everyone else for a bit before deciding what to do next. Taking a seat, the blond was approached by a woman with long white locks and dazzling blue eyes. She wore a smile that could mesmerize man and woman alike and a body that had Lucy wondering how it compared to her own.
"Evening, what can I get you?" The white haired beauty asked, her eyes sparkling in excitement at the idea of a newcomer. This place may be a city, but it was still rather small and mostly everyone knew each other. It wasn't often that you came across someone new to town. The blond rested her elbow upon the bar and placed her chin in her palm as she thought over just what to order. She usually just ordered a simple beer, it wouldn't get her drunk but it would prevent people from growing suspicious of her. But, tonight Lucy didn't want something like that. This was an exciting town, maybe she should try something new, just this once.
"Surprise me." The blond replied simply. She wasn't much of a drinker, so she wasn't too familiar with just what drink had which alcohol in it, but with a bartender like this, she was certain that the woman wouldn't give her something that was too strong. At Lucy's words, the barmaid grinned, flashing her pearly whites at the hunter in a display of excitement. Surprisingly enough, at least to the blond, she smiled back. Something about the barmaids smile was a bit contagious. But, even then, it still wasn't a true smile. The hunter hasn't really smiled in so long that she was certain that she had forgotten how to do it.
With a quick nod, the barmaid whipped around and immediately grabbed a glass down along with several different bottles. A blond brow quirked as she watched. The bartender was dressed in a white satin halter top that tastefully revealed just the right amount of cleavage without being considered trashy nor stuffy. The white material clung tightly to the barmaids waist and breasts and had an open back revealing her smooth, creamy skin. Just below that she wore a tight black skirt that stopped mid-thigh to show off those long, toned legs of hers. Upon her dainty feet were a pair of deep blue stilettos that set off the rest of the outfit, matching the blue necklace and bracelet she wore.
Lucy had to admit that she was a bit envious of this woman. She was a beautiful yet friendly woman with an eye for fashion and knew how to wear just the right things. She had an average job
and probably plenty of friends and family. But, Lucy would never admit that out loud, nor would she ever let it get to her. Finally, the white haired beauty turned back around, a tall glass in her hand that was filled with a bubbling pink liquid. "There you go, my own personal recipe. I hope you like it." The barmaid said as she sat it down on the counter. The blond reached forward, grasping the cool glass in her hand before sliding it closer and taking the straw between her soft lips.
When the cold liquid hit her taste buds, she hummed in approval. Strawberry, that was the first thing she noticed, then a small hint of lime and melon. Overall, it was a very fruity drink and there was only a slightly bitter aftertaste from the alcohol. The barmaid stared over at the blond, blue eyes searching her brown ones as she waited for the verdict on it. Leaning back, Lucy smiled at her. "It's delicious." She said, which only caused the white haired beauty to grin even larger. If the hunter lived a normal life, she might have wanted to befriend this woman. Her cheerful attitude and beautiful smile lit up the room and even lifted her mood a bit. That was something she wasn't used to.
"Really? You think so?" She asked, leaning in a bit towards Lucy. "I'm so happy you think so! You are the first one to try that, I just finished it today and I was waiting for someone to test it out on!" The woman explained. Lucy couldn't help but think that she was nothing but an experiment but she didn't mind much. With a drink this good, it was definitely worth it. "Oh, I'm sorry. Where are my manners. I'm Mirajane Strauss, you must be new in town." She held out a small, delicate hand towards the blond who gripped it in return.
"Names Lucy Dreyar, nice to meet you." She replied. It had come naturally to the blond to say that last name, she had been using it for so long that she had grown used to it. She rarely used her real last name anymore, people recognized it too easily and that's the last thing she needed. Stealth was a big thing in what she did, making sure to not let the enemy realize that you're onto them. At her introduction, once more the cobalt blue eyes of the barmaid lit up, her full lips parting as she gasped a bit. This response only confused the blond, she had never had someone react like that to her name, unless she used Heartfilia, then it was quite common.
"Oh my! That's so crazy! I know someone with the same last name! Wouldn't that be funny if you two were related?" A shadow passed over the blonds face, but almost as quickly as it appeared, it vanished and was replaced by a forceful smile. Yes, the idea of that's nice but Lucy knew that it wasn't possible. Everyone she knew and loved was long gone. She was alone. Shaking her head, the blond took another sip of her drink, this wasn't really something she wanted to talk about, but it best to nip such a thought in the bud before she got ahead of herself. As Lucy drank, and hand smacked down onto her shoulder causing her arm to shoot up, her drink long forgotten as she grabbed hold of the others wrist before twisting it around pressing it against their back.
The voice behind the cry of pain she heard wasn't what she had expected and effectively pulled her from her defensive mode as she realized just who she was pinning down. Lucy stood there, towering above a woman with long brown locks that cascaded down her back and to her waist. She appeared to have nothing but a bikini top on in a shade of cerulean that accented the woman's tanned skin. She wore a pair of khaki short shorts and sandals that matched her bikini top. "What the fuck?! Get the hell off me!" The woman called out, turning to face the one pinning her down. Lavender eyes met Lucy's brown ones and she instantly let go causing the woman to fall forward a bit, using her hands to stop her fall.
"Oh, Cana! Are you alright?!" Mirajane rushed forward from behind the bar, crouching down to the brunette and looking over her. When the barmaid confirmed that her friend was okay, she turned her bright eyes to the one who assaulted her, but her gaze wasn't accusing, if anything, it was amused. "Sorry about that, when Cana gets a few drinks in she tends to forget her manners and how to properly approach someone. But that's quite some moves you have there. Where did you learn to fight so well?" It didn't go unnoticed by the barmaid at just how quick and effective the blonds moves were. It was clear that she had experience, for whatever reason, in defensive fighting.
Lucy took a few steps closer and held her own hand out to the brunette kneeling on the floor, ignoring the question that hung in the air from Mirajane. "Sorry about that, a bit jumpy tonight, I guess." Lucy said, as if brushing off what she had just done. Neither of the three noticed that they currently held the attention of the entire bar, among them a set of deep green eyes that continued to watch the blond in curiosity. The lavender eyes of the brunette narrowed at her for a moment before she accepted the blonds hand and stood up. Once at full height, Lucy could see that this woman was yet another beauty. She was tall with curves in all the right places yet wasn't afraid to show some skin. Her build was bit on the athletic side, a bit of muscle tone on her arms, legs and stomach.
"Don't worry about it, shouldn't have scared ya like that." The brunette replied, a smile made it's way to her bare yet soft lips and Lucy returned it easily. What was up with her tonight? First Mirajane, now this woman? How did they both manage to get her to smile like that without even really doing anything? "Names Cana Alberona. You are?" Mirajane stood off to the side, watching like the rest of the bar as the scene unfolded. There wasn't much to see, but it was something different than they were used to so they continued to stare.
"I'm Lucy Dreyar." She said in return. Honestly, the blond was disappointed in herself. She obviously hadn't been paying enough attention if this woman was so easily able to sneak up on her and even grasp her shoulder like that. If Cana were a demon, she'd be dead right now. She should have seen her coming, should have knew she was there and stopped her from getting so close like that. She let down her guard and that could have cost her her life. A squeak from beside the two made them turn their attention to the barmaid as she ran behind the counter and grabbed a rag. Running back around, she began to clean up the mess that Lucy had made with her drink when it fell from her hand before pinning Cana down. "Ah, sorry about that Mirajane. Didn't mean to make a mess."
Mirajane only grinned up at the blond for a moment, waving off her apology. "No need to apologize, Lucy. And don't worry, I'll make you another one, on the house." Lucy immediately tried to prevent that from happening, she had money and would be more than happy to pay for it but Mirajane wouldn't hear of it. She just continued to demand it as she cleaned up the mess. Once done, she went behind the bar and quickly made another one for the blond. Lucy took her seat once more, Cana taking the one beside her and without saying a word, Mirajane immediately grabbed out a mug and filled it with beer for the brunette. "So Lucy, where are you from?" Mirajane asked.
Both girls watched the blond curiously as she sipped, thinking this over. She had already given a fake name, should she really lie about this as well? There wouldn't be any harm in telling the truth, would there? "I'm from New York. What about you two, you live here long?" She asked, simply to be polite but not actually caring much. She couldn't care, if she did it would only end up hurting her in the end. But, Lucy had decided to be honest, she was actually from New York, she'd just leave out any major details or change them a bit.
"Mirajane was born and raised here in Miami. Me, on the other hand, I'm from Georgia. Came here just a few years back." Cana explained before taking a long chug of beer. Mirajane nodded in agreement, showing that what Cana said was true, but behind those deep blue eyes, was something that Lucy couldn't place. And once Cana turned back to her, she could see the same thing in her eyes as well. The two were hiding something, just as she was and she wouldn't pry. It wasn't her business nor her place to ask questions like that. If they wanted to keep it secret, than she wouldn't fight them over it. She'd just met them and had no reason to anyway. Nor would she ever since in just a few days, she'd be gone once more.
The doors to the tavern opened up, revealing a trio of woman. Two brunettes and one with strawberry blond hair. They were most likely in their thirties and the brunette in the middle had puffy red eyes with fresh tears leaking down her cheeks. The three made their way to the bar, each taking a seat just a few down from where Lucy sat. She watched them carefully, listening in to their conversation. "I just don't get it!" The one crying said. She wiped her cheeks dry of tears as the blond ordered them a few drinks. "We were just fine a week ago, and now he wants a divorce! And he keeps sneaking out late at night, he hasn't been going to work and hasn't spoken a word to the kids. I just don't know what's happened to him." She turned her red eyes to her two friends, pleading for some sort of comfort in a situation where neither were certain of what to do.
"I don't know, Kelly. I wish I knew what to say but I really don't. Drink up, hopefully you'll feel a bit better after." The second brunette offered, sliding the drink closer to the crying woman. Said girl nodded before taking a sip of the amber liquid within the small glass. She cringed a bit before chugging it the rest of the way, leaving only the three ice cubes behind. The glass shook in her trembling hand, the ice rattling against the glass as she took a deep breath. "Do you think he's found someone else?" Lucy's pink lips were set in a firm line, her hand clenching her drink tightly. She felt sorry for the woman, she and her husband seemed to have a full life yet something like this happened anyway.
The hunter thought over what the woman had said, the profile definitely fit. Now it's just a matter of waiting for the woman to leave and following her. At the woman's words, she couldn't help but think differently about this matter. More like somethings found him.
A/N: So...What did ya think? Yay or nay? To those of you who know the show, you probably realized where I got my inspiration from. It's from...SUPERNATURAL! Yes, that's right, big Supernatural fan here. Plus, I'm madly in love with Castiel, and Dean too. But not together! No, sorry to any Destiel fans out there but that's not my thing. Nor is Wincest...Sorry. But, anyway, let me know what you think please! I'd really appreciate it.
Also, to those asking me when I'm going to update my other stories, I'm working on them, I promise. It's been a bit busy lately plus I've been feeling a bit under the weather. Nothing too serious but enough to make me feel too tired to really do anything, so with that said, I guess you now know why I haven't updated anything in a few days. The only reason I did this is because it was already written out. All I really had to do was post it and add this little bit here. Once again, thanks and please R&R! Love ya guys!