A New Kind of Hunt (Nixon Valent and myself)

[Deer Queen Myra]

Here we go I suppose, I'll get to a plotline later though I'm sure we both know what's going on, Hun.

 

[Deer Queen Myra]

The city was busy, as always. Anyone could hear the jabbering of people, sirens of police cars, and just people trying to get home or even get things that probably shouldn't. Little did any of the people down there knew was that there were other things roaming among them, other creatures that were only thought to be myths and fables. Shifters, faeries, vampires, werewolves...even demons.


Demons were the ones the humans should worry most about. Yea, sometimes vampires and such get a bit crazy but the demons did the worse damage. Harley Stryker would know, they killed her parents.


Harley wasn't human herself. She was a silver fox shifter. Her human form was a pastel blue color that faded to black. She had her left eye cover by a patch but her right one was a cerulean color that had specks of violet in it. She wore a long, black coat that had blue trimmings along it. Her skin was pale.


Harley's job was a demon huntress. She took it seriously. Ever since she was little, she learned and trained how to track down a demon. They'd react if you said the Lord's name in Latin. They'd flinch and expose themselves. Either their eyes will change or they'd growl in anger. When this happened, she'd led them away and do her thing, destorying them and saving who knows how many lives.


Her eye scanned around, she clutched onto her container of Holy Water in her pocket just in case she caught any demonic creature in the act of murder.