April 12th, 2028

Dear Journal,

Today is the day that I learn more about what it's like to be a hunter. My parents have told me stories about their hunting trips and I couldn't wait to learn more. I know that this is kind of shocking, and I know you'll see it on my other missions, but this is the story of how I learned more about who I am as a person. Follow me as I am going through those trials, I hope that by doing so, my parents would help me understand my gifts. This starts after my first werewolf hunt which turned out to be a shapeshifter, and after my cousin and I defeated Lucifer and Michael. We trapped Lucifer back in his cage, and things have been peaceful since. However, I knew that there was going to be more to my story than what I knew. My story doesn't end here. I feel it will continue even if it means that my cousin and I head back in time (you'll understand what I mean when you get there.) I hope you can follow me on my journey and see how far I can go.

Update:

So far into this journey, my parents and I traveled to Tonopah, Nevada because we were dealing with a creature that my dad seemed to remember. For me, it was the start of my visions, they always showed up when I least expect it or when I look at a newspaper or anything that could be considered a trigger object. I saw that my parents were in danger and I saw what was going to happen to those people. When I tell you that I didn't understand what was going on, I mean that. I was scared and for a while I didn't even tell my parents. Anyway, we just got to Nevada and I'm not too pleased with the place my dad had us stay at. I mean seriously? The clown motel? The lobby alone has mostly clowns and I hate it. Of course I did get a few laughs out, my aunt and uncle along with my cousin were on their own case at the time and according to my cousin, my father played a really good prank on her parents. Both of them hate clowns, and I don't blame them, the damn things are creepy, it makes me feel like I'm being watched. Even now, I stuffed a creepy ass clown doll in the closet and I wondered whose idea it was to create a motel with the theme of clowns.

Yours,

Ezra.

April 14th, 2028

Dear Journal,

My parents and I finally made it back home after everything that happened to me. I'll tell you what went down, it kind of scared me if we're being honest and I never get scared. At least not now, when I was younger I always got scared by everything around me but now these fears are real. My parents got kidnapped by a kitsune whose mother was killed by my father. I honestly didn't know what he expected from our arrival but I could just say, that man was nothing more than stupid if he thought I was going to let him hurt my parents. I never saw his logical reasoning behind it. But I did get to see what it was like fighting against a supernatural enemy.

I kind of saw the reason behind my father loving his hunting life. I get that he never wanted this life for me but now more than ever I am determined to show my parents what I can do. I fought the dick until my parents got free and my father tossed me the blade. Thankfully, my reflexes kicked in (Thank you karate) and I caught it by the handle. As the kitsune Dick tried to kill me with his long claws, I thought fast and stabbed the dick through the heart. I saw the light leave his eyes, not only that but his body had gone limp and he collapsed right by me. I was thankful that the fight was over with but I guess my facial expression changed in front of my parents. I guess that made sense, since I took off outside, all I could remember was that kitsune telling me that I was a monster. I normally didn't want to show my parents my sadness and worry since they were 

May 7th, 2028

Dear Journal,

We've been here for a few days now and so far nothing really happened, except when my father and mother were taken recently, I didn't know what more to do. I prayed and prayed but the visions I continued to get kept coming and I was so scared that something terrible might happen to my parents. What if I can't even stop it? What if... wait! I think someone is here.. I'll write to you later once I figure things out.

Yours,

Ezra.

May 9th, 2028

Dear Journal,

I can't believe it! I actually fought and won! But I still can't get that kitsune's voice out of my head. He called me a monster. I never thought about me, but from the look on his face he knew more about me than he was letting on. I was so scared that I had to leave that abandoned building. I never wanted to admit it but I feel like I should have, I asked my father if I was a monster but he did everything in his power to help me understand that I was safe and sound and that I was a hero. I wished that there was more I could say but my parents and I have to get back to the bunker now. Write more soon!

Yours,

Ezra