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''This isn't what we're here for.'' Dante said as we walked down the street.

''I didn't tell you to follow me.'' I said. ''Why were you still outside?"

''I was enjoying my Jack while you tried to sneak out.'' he said and I scoffed. ''Even, you're more fun than you're uncle.''

''Who knows how long this Demon been selling those flowers. If we kill him, the spell on the flowers won't hurt the people who bought them.'' I said. I paused and put my hand on how chest, ''No getting in my way, I need that money.''

''And why's that?" he asked.

''Don't be noisy.'' I said and I recognized the street we were on. I came up behind a store and I peeked around where the men was giving out flowers to a smiling couple. The women brought the flowers up to her face and took a deep breathe.

When the couple left, the Demon leaned against the booth, counting his cash he got today. There wasn't a lot of people around, but it was always better to do this in private.

I saw Dante walked out me and my mouth dropped, ''Dante--Dante get back here!" I whispered coldly as he walked over to booth completely ignoring me. I scoffed, stomping my foot.

Dante and the Demon laughed together and the Demon gave him a bouquet of yellow and pink roses. Dante handed the Demon the money and walked away. He walked back over and I glared at him. He took a rose out and dropped the rest to the ground. He broke the rose in half and thick gooey brown liquid dripped from the steam. ''Proof, Nevaeh. How'd you know about him?"

''I heard some people talking about how strange his flowers were.'' I said. I huffed, ''Does it matter? I was right and now thanks to you idiocy, you'll have the rash.''

''Kill him and it goes away?" he asked and I nodded. ''Fine.''

We sat down on a bench and I stared up at street lap. I thought of my mom and Courtney, who I had called before leaving my motel room. I talked to my mom first, she couldn't stop talking about how she missed me. Courtney left the room to talk to me and said how she wanted to be a Hunter.

''What's it like?" Dante suddenly asked.

I looked at him confused, ''What is what like?"

''Being a Nephilim.'' he said, looking down at me.

I shrugged, ''I don't know, I didn't even know my whole life and I always felt normal. I only felt different after I started training, I was learning pretty quickly and I was the same strength as my uncle. You said you were trained by the best. Who's the he?"

''She is Saya Tanaka.'' he said and that name is so familiar.

''My uncle say she's a ghost, she's so skilled it's like she disappears.'' I said. I grabbed his arm in excitement, ''You were trained by her!"

''Uh, yeah,'' he said, taking my squeezing hang off his arm. ''And ow. Well, in a way. My uncle had to save up allot of money and allot of convincing to get her to agree. Once he did, I started right away. A few of her students she trained before taught me then the last few months she did.''

''How'd that happen?” I asked. “I mean, I heard she's in her nineties.”

“She eats well and only drinks tea, that's how she looks like she's in her sixties.” he said and I arched my eyebrow confused. “Kidding. I've always expected this, but they would never tell me. They told me to mind my business, but I have a reason to believe she's a Nephilim to. She kicked my ass hard in training. Explains how she's the world most dangerous Hunter thirty years ago, now she trains who she believes have potential.”

“And you had potential?” I asked.

He grinned, “I'm awesome.”

“Can you go to bed without at least saying that a few times?” I asked. “Well, where is she? I want to meet her. I have never met another Nephilim, Dante.”

“I can't revel her location even if I knew it. There's a reason why so no old enemies will find her. I had to travel out of the country to Canada and when I got to this small town, these men blind folded me and brought me to her home where I trained for two years.” he said. “And when I left I had to be blind folded again and returned to my uncle where my next step now is to become a priest.”

“You sound less excited about that part.'' I said.

“I'm hardly a holy man.”, he said. “I do believe in God, with the stuff I seen. If there are Demons and Angels, there's a God but there's the Devil to. Do you know how much of a burden becoming a priest is? My uncle choose his life, I didn't. He choose for me.”

“Why are you doing it?” I asked. “You don't really have to, it's your life.”

“My uncle is the only family I have, Nevaeh.” he said. “I have no one else, my parents died when I was five and he took care of me. And if you knew my whole story, he feels he's saving my life.”

“Why?” I asked.

“I have . . . nightmares.” he hesitated and I arched an eyebrows. He looked at the stone sidewalk, “My mom—she killed my dad.”

My eyes widen as I stared at him with a 'are you serious?' look as my mouth parted a little. Did he really just say his mom killed his own dad?

“She was mental already but she would never do it. A Demon possessed her one night and it made her kill him. She came after me next, but a part of her came back. She fought the Demon, but she knew it wouldn't let her go. She sliced her own neck and bled to death.” he said. “My uncle told me when I was fourteen in his story telling way about these Crusaders who hunt Demons. I told him I wanted to be one and he saw how much hate I had for them, but said he would only have me trained if I forgave that Demon. Forgiveness is the only way to move on.”

“Damn . . . I’m sorry Dante.” I said.

“Don't pity me, I hate pity.” he said as he looked up at me. “I think the same Demon that possessed her is trying to possess me. I've been dreaming of one ever since I could remember, but I think when I moved near the church, it couldn't come to me. And when I was training away, he came back. I think it's just trying to scare me, make me as mental my mom, but yet I didn't know my mom history or background. She was a complete mystery to my father side.”

''Jeez and I thought my life was complicated.'' I said as I looked at Dante a little different now.

''I was drinking on the stairs earlier because I had a bad dream. They come a few times a month.'' he said. ''I started smoking cigarettes when I was twelve, but I stopped when I started training.''

''You're not lying, are you?" I asked and he shook his head.

''Every Demon I kill, the closer I get to the one I possessed my mother.'' he said. ''Why'd you become one?"

''My dad, he was one but quit when he wanted a family and to give us a normal childhood. He died, a Demon poisoned him.'' I said. ''I was young to, I was eight.''

''We're both screwed up.'' he said. My eyebrows furrowed together when it looked like he was leaning down towards me slowly, ''Just two unfortunate children trying to—ow!" he yelled when I slapped him after he tried to kiss me. Hard I may say, my hand hurt a little.

I pressed my lips together angrily as I got up, ''I told you I have a boyfriend! Ugh, how could I fell for that whole lie about your parents.'' I said as I turned, walking away.

''Whoa!" he yelled as he ran up and grabbed my arm to make me stop. ''Okay, so maybe trying to kiss you was a bold move on my part. My story wasn't a lie though.''

I snatched my arm back, ''I have a boyfriend, Dante. I don't kiss other guys, I'm not that kind of girl.''

''Well he's dumb not to be your partner, beautiful girls like you will have guys after you.'' he said and I groaned. Almost two years ago a guy would never say that, Dante would have never given me a second look but because of Aracelia, in her words ''my true beauty came out' and now you could probably wonder if we were sisters, not mother and daughter!

I don't care about my looks though! I'm still that girls who could go to Wal-Mart in pajamas, hair all ratty in a bun, slippers, and bad breath.

''You're becoming a priest!" I hissed. ''Like ew! Now I feel dirty and I didn't do anything!''

''Oh please, like I haven't had a few girlfriends while studying." he snorted. ''And did you not hear me? I don't want to!"

''You know the more you're around, the more I want to hit you?" I asked. ''If my boyfriend knew what you tried, he would kill you!"

''Like I'm scared of a newbie hunter.'' he said and I looked confused for a second before I remembered I had said Nick was my boyfriend. Opps. ''What? What was with that look?"

''What look?" I asked, shrugging. I chuckled nervously, making me almost hit myself.

''That confused look.'' he said, pointing at me. ''You're lying! Ha! You don't have a boyfriend!"

''Yes I do!" I argued back. We glared at each other and I just wanted to punch him. Dante needs to stay out of my business! If Hadrian knew what he tried to pull, God I don't want to think about what a jealous pissed off Demon would do for his Mortal girlfriend.

I felt someone coming up behind me. He was trying to be sneaky, I would have never heard him if my senses weren't as good as they were. I could feel his presence.

When I felt him only a few feet away, I grabbed my dagger where it was hanging on my side in it's case and turned around. I scratched Uncle Carter arm and I froze, my eyes widen.

'"Don't sneak up on me!" I whispered, hissing. ''I could have killed you.''

He touched his arm, ''Well it was nice of you both to sneak off while I was in the shower.''

''Nevaeh idea.'' Dante snorted.

''What?" I hissed angrily as I stepped towards me him, but Uncle Carter pulled me back. ''You jerk face!''

*

The Demon was closing up the flower booth. It was dark out and most of the stores around were already closed. No one was around and that was a good thing.

I turned and glared at Dante, ''Mine.'' I said and he rolled his eyes, biting into his fried chicken.

I walked around the corner of the street and walked over towards the booth, ''Oh, sorry young lady I just put away the flowers.'' he said. I opened the door to the booth, ''What? Who are you? What a sec, you're the girl from earlier with that man . . .'' he trailed off when he looked down at my waist where my dagger was and his brown eyes glowed to a gold color and he growled.

He ran over towards me, but I brought my foot up, kicking him away. He hit the back of the metal wall hard with a bang. He reached into his pocket when I walked quickly over to me and pulled his hand out. He blew something in my face.

Something stung my eyes, making them feel like they were burning! Pain was in my eyes and I dropped the dagger as I brought my hands up to my face, screaming in agonizing pain. 

I was grabbed and slammed into the wall. I fell to the floor on my knees and I opened my eyes. Everything was fuzzy and it felt like a bad case of soap on my eyes. Ten times worse. I’ve never been pepper sprayed, but I’m sure it would hurt like that.

I was picked up by my hair and I threw my elbow back. He grunted, but it wasn't enough to get him to let go. I was slammed into the wall again and my side hurt a little as I fell. I heard pounding of more feet in the booth.

''Nevaeh!" I heard Uncle Carter, concern and fear in his voice.

I felt hands go on my shoulders and my arms swung out, worried it might be the Demon, ''It's okay!" I heard Uncle Carter and I stopped fighting and I heard grunting of fighting from the Demon who was probably fighting Dante.

''I can't see! Uncle Carter, everything fuzzy!" I said and I heard the Demon cry on hissing pain.

''Shh! Nevaeh, calm down.'' he said as he took my face in his hands. ''God, I shouldn't have let you do this—oh my God.'' he whispered.

''What?" I asked. When he didn't answered, I panicked, ''What!?"

''You're eyes—your left eye is turning brown.'' he said.

''Wh-what?" I questioned. I was freaking out to much that I was sure I didn't hear him right. Did he just say my left eye was turning brown?

''You'll be fine.'' Dante said. ''It's Capsaicin.''

''Which is?'' I hissed in pain as Uncle Carter helped me up.

''Stuff they use in pepper spray.'' he said. ''It's mixed with something else, but nothing deadly or make you blind forever.''

I reached out to touch the wall, but I grabbed a hand. I felt like I was slammed into a wall again when something appeared in my vision.

I gasped when I saw a woman with long brown hair and in a long white T-shirt stained in blood like her arms, hands, face, and legs were. She had on a scary smile on her face. It was dark in some bedroom but I could see the woman in the moonlight.

'Mommy no!' I heard the voice of a crying boy. 'Mommy, no!'

The woman evil smile dropped and she squeezed her eyes shut. 'No! Not my boy! She yelled and brought her fist up to her hand. 'Dante, run!'

'Mommy!' I heard the little boy voice again.

'Do it!' the woman said, but it was a demonic voice. 'Get him!'

'No!' Dante mom yelled.

'Now!'

'Dante, run!' she said and brought the knife up to her knife. Starting from behind her ear, she sliced her neck across the other side.

Last thing I heard was Dante screaming.

I screamed to when I forced myself away from Dante and Uncle Carter, my back slamming into the wall. My vision was back as tear slid down my face as I looked at Dante who looked confused.