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Demons & Angels» Part 4

~Sorry for this being after part 5 and 6 it wouldn’t let me post it earlier.. Sorry for the inconvenience! ~

Amara's POV I woke up in a motel not knowing where, how or why I was here. Last I remembered I was in an alley way. I sat up and gasped in pain as my head pounded. I looked around holding my head. All I saw was a laptop, food wrappers, beer bottles and then I heard the shower on. 'It's my chance to escape...' I thought to myself as I got up to stand but my head pounded even more and I became dizzy and fell back to the bed. "Shit.." I mumbled to myself as I got up again and went to the door. In the dimly lit room and my problem with doors I sat there trying to open the door. Doors never agreed with me, it was an ongoing dilemma honestly. "Oh come on!" I whispered to myself. I hadn't noticed that the shower had been turned off. The bathroom door creaked open. I gasped in slight fright wondering who my capturer was as I turned around and leaned against the door to see a topless gorgeous man. I then realized it was on of the agents. 'What was his name again?' I thought to myself as I tried to look away but really couldn't. He chuckled and noticed I was staring. "Like what you see, Princess?" he said with a smirk. I gave a signature bitch face and stood up the most I could while still feeling dizzy. "I'm not your princess." I replied smugly as I crossed my arms. He went over to his duffle bag, he grabbed out a black shirt, a flannel and other clothes I didn't really pay attention. "Why am I here?" I asked as I slowly walked back to the bed. He put on his shirt and looked at me. "You were laying in an alley way--" He began but I interrupted him, "I know jackass but how did I end up here" I said with more sass then I expected. He rolled his eyes, "If you would listen you would've heard the part where I found you and brought you here." I crossed my arms and knealed on the bed, "Why didn't you take me to a hospital like a normal person would have done?" He shrugged, then went into the bathroom to changed. I threw myself down onto the bed. The front door opened and I sat up alert like an attack dog. What can I say hunter reflexes. I noticed it was just the taller one and laid back down. "Your awake." He spoke as he hurriedly closed the door and set the stuff down on the table, "Are you okay?" He said concerned. He was so concerned it was cute, he barely knew me yet he cared. I smiled to him. "I'm fine just a small headache, did you patch my head up?" I questioned as I sat back up on the bed crisscrossed. He nodded, "Um want something to drink?" I shook my head and stood up, "Nah but thanks I gotta go." I walked over to the door and opened it, "Thanks" I smiled again then left. Questions ran threw my mind, 'why would they take me here instead of a hospital, only hunters would do that, who are they?' and so on. I decided it was time to do my own research. I know I have imps on my trail, which are more annoying than anything but who they worked for is what scared me. They always bugged my sister more than me I don't know why they were just like kids that were evil brats with powers that were uglier too. Anyhow, I walked down to the local library. Gotta start somewhere, plus my laptop was broken. I walked in and smiled at the woman at the counter. Since it wasn't busy I walked over to her with a smile. "Hi Ms," I paused to look at the name card on her desk, "Ms.Rosan I was wondering where your computers were and the password to get on them." She smiled back warmly, "Here dear let me show you" she spoke in a calm sencere voice. She walked out from behind the counter, grabbed a piece of paper with a code on it and her reading glasses. She walked to the far back of the library with me tailing behind her slowly. "Here we are." she said with a smile then handed me the code. "I will be at the front if you need any help dear." I nodded and said thank you as she passed. Once she was out of sight I got straight to work. I typed in the computer code then got onto the federal pages. I eventually hacked in which only took me an hour and a half. New record! I searched up their so called agent names and nothing came up so I did what anyone else would do, search up criminals between the ages of 20-30 just to make sure. Endless scrolling for hours and multiple coffees later I finally stumbled onto one. The green eyed one or the short one. I clicked on it and read all there was to know about him and that he had a brother. They were named Sam and Dean Winchester. Dean was previously arrested for fake cards and identities but I figured as much. They were also arrested for some other things but I didn't pay much attention to their arrest history since I just wanted to find everything out about them. I began to print the pages of information about them. After what seemed forever for them to print, I grabbed the papers and put them into a folder I narrowed from the Ms.Rosan, yes I remembered her name. I exited out of the pages I was on and walked out saying a quick goodbye and thanks to Ms.Rosan at the counter. I walked back to my house and as I entered I saw the mess I had left behind, For cleaning up I didn't do a very good job. I closed the door and locked it, remembering that I had actually found a case besides mine. I set the files down on the counter and grabbed my laptop and printed out all the information on this witch case. My hair fell into my face over and over again which finally I was sick of it and pulled it back. I set up the case in my bedroom which was across from Mia's and she hasn't been home since that night, 'I wonder where she is?' I thought to myself as I closed her bedroom door fully. After the case was set up I looked around my room to see a huge mess. I sighed and decided I should clean the house and myself. I took off my clothing and threw them across my room, I'm gonna clean it later so why should I worry about it, I got out the clothes I was gonna wear today and set them on the counter. I looked in the mirror and looked to my hair. "I really should dye this a different color.." I kneeled down and opened my cabinet and found all my hair dyes which was basically a whole hair salon. I got the hair bleach and a few different colors of blue. I set the colors on the counter and turned on the shower. A few hours later I only took a shower, dyed my hair got dress and did my makeup. 'Great I did nothing and it's already 6pm.' I outwardly sighed as I finished cleaning up my hair dye mess. I pulled my newly dyed hair into a messy bun and turned on some Metallica and got straight to work on cleaning my mess hole of a house. The music was turned up so loud that I didn't hear the knocks on the door. Sam's POV I knocked again slightly annoyed. "She's not gonna answer Dean she can't hear us." I said to dean with a bitch face. Dean sighed and pushed me out of the way. He knocked then he heard Metalica playing. "Sam, do you hear that?" He asked me as he turned around I sighed and nodded. "That's Metallica dude!" Being annoyed I didn't really care. "And?" I asked. Dean gave me his own bitch face and then said Metallica again but louder. "I get it I get it shes the love of your life she listens to Metallica." I said sarcastically. Dean rolled his eyes and then sighed, "Guess we come back tomorrow?" He asked as he began to walk to the car. "Ya that's what I have been saying for the past like five minutes." Dean rolled his eyes as he got in the car, "It hasn't been five minutes." I then got in the car and Dean drove off as he also turned on Metallica I then rolled my eyes. Amara's POV I heard a few knocks on my door but chose to ignore them not really wanting company and my sister would just come in. I called my sister a few times once I was done cleaning which was around midnight. She didn't answer so I decided that I would go out. As I walked down the dimly lit street it began to rain. I didn't mind the rain it was actually peaceful to me. I pulled my jacket closer half way wishing that it had sleeves but also happy that it didn't so I could feel the raindrops fall onto my arms. I kept an eye out for suspicious witch like activity, imp activity and my sister. Just walking at night was peaceful. I then saw a figure with bleach blonde hair running in an alley way, I assumed this for my sister and ran off after her. I thought of calling her name but would that make her run faster, I stayed silent as I chased after her down an alley way that got darker and darker as I ran on.

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Demons & Angels » Part 6

Confusion quickly ran through my mind then I realized they were hunters like I was, I should have known I feel so stupid for not realizing it sooner. I brushed off my knees and stood up to my full short height of 5'6. I sighed and grossed my arms as I slowly regained breathing normally.

"Your hunters, aren't you? Sam," I said the taller ones name and looked to him then looked back to the shorter one that was in front of me,"Dean." My lips pressed together in annoyance of witches and apparently demons as well, oh and don't forget the imps. I kind of had it under control. They sat in silence Dean glanced back at Sam asking with their eyes what to say, Dean looked back to me.

"Nothing to say at all?" I questioned as I took a step closer to Dean looking up at him. Dean stuttered for a minute before closing his mouth, he put his gun away and Sam walked over to us in long strides as he put his gun away.

"Alright, why don't we go back to the hotel and talk about this." Sam offered, I shook my head lightly , my newly dyed hair (in which I wanted to re-dye already),whipping my cheeks.

"We talk about this now, or i'm leaving and not giving you any more information." I said mater-of-factly. I looked between Sam and Dean. Dean finally decided to talk,

"How did you figure out who we really are?" He questioned you confusion still evident in his eyes. I rolled my eyes at his question and gave off a small scoff.

"I knew you weren't agents, so I went to the library got on a computer hacked into the FBI files searched up what you look like and your ages, I guessed with those by the way, anyhow. I found you by your looks and printed it. Your not the only ones with resources." Sam sighed,

"Can we talk about this tomorrow not in an alleyway with a dead witch behind us?" Sam question, I nodded as I walked out of the alley.

"Have fun hiding the body, i'm sure the cops are already on their way." Was all I said before I began my walk home.

Dean's POV

We watched her walk away, both of us wondering how she figured us out, no one else has before and who or what she was. I looked to same then nodded to the body as I walked over to you,

"Come on, lets take care of the body." I said as I grabbed the woman's arms. Sam walked over and grabbed her feet. We both lifted the body at the same time and put her in front of the dumpster. The cops were at most 3 minutes away, if they were called they should be here by now or almost here. We quickly removed the trash bags from the dumpster, not all that's ridiculous. We took out about ten then dumped the body in and put the bags over it and closed the lid we put news paper over the little bits of blood that had gotten on the ground, lit the papers on fire, stomped them out and as we heard sirens approaching we rushed out and got into baby and rove back to the hotel. On our way I looked to Sam,

"Wanna get some burgers?" I asked hungry. Sam shrugged in reply so did I, I turned into a Five Guys . We got out of baby and walked into the burger joint. Sat down and ordered, then talked.

"So do you think she's something...supernatural? Like a demon or a witch?" I asked. Sam shook his head.

"She doesn't seem the type...."

"So you mean to say shes, just an average girl that knows how to hack into the FBI database?" I asked as the waitress gave us our burgers.

"No, she doesn't seem like an average person either." Sam said as we began to slowly realize.

"Shes a hunter." We said in unison.

"How did we not notice earlier?" Sam wondered. I just stayed silent as I shrugged and took a bite of my burger. The rest of our dinner Sam rambled on how demons were involved and it wasn't just witches.

Amara's POV

When I got home I slammed my door shut and slid down it. Tears escaping my eyes. Realization setting in. They were talking about my sister. That was her, in the cloak. Why did she join them? What were they doing to her? Why? I hugged my knees close and sobbed into them. My arms on top of my knees as my hands balled into fists there was a knock at the door, the only response I gave was my arm moving up and locking the door, all they heard was a click. Footsteps were heard leaving from my property. I didn't want to talk to anyone tonight. I took out my phone as I sniffled tryin gto stop my sobbing. It was 2 in the morning. I sighed as I shakley stood using hte door handle for help. I took off my shows, as I leaned against the wall and threw them onto the couch. I walked up the stairs, sulking lightly. I went into my room and turned on the light as I went to my closet to select my clothes. I took out a fuzzy pair of teddy bear shorts, a band T-shirt for Stone Sour and a towel. I walked into my bathroom and set my items down and went back out for my water proof speaker and connected my phone to it and started playing Led Zepplin to try and lift my spirits slightly. I turned on the shower as I stripped my clothes off and threw them onto the floor. I got into the shower and sighed lightly when I felt the warm water hitting my face and chest. Tears began pooling in my eyes again, I squeezed my eyes shut and put my hands up to them and pressed them to my eyes and shook my head.

"Not again. Don't cry," I began to mumble, "Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay." Comforting myself like I always had down. I was close with Mia but she wasn't my blood sister so I sometimes blocked her out and put up my walls. My real sister was long dead. Along with the rest of my family. I let out a shaky breath as I regained my control of my emotions. It's about time that I came to realize that in the life of a hunter family is just something you can't have, along with friends. Great, even more walls I will have to put up. I sighed as I washed my hair. I looked at the blue tips thinking of Mia. She would love this hair style. I sighed, I was going to have to dye my hair again. I stood in the shower for what felt like hours, which it was. When I got out it was 3am. I got out a new hair color, black. I was done dying my hair. I needed to have something that stayed the same. So back to natural it was. I dyed my hair and when I was done I looked paler then even before but liked it. Raven black hair, who knew that this was my color. I pulled on the shorts and the shirt then turned the music off and walked to bed. I laid in bed for hours thinking of the first time I had met Mia.

~~Flash Back~~

I was only 10 a ten year old girl. I had tattered and torn clothes, my black hair long and straggled with scratches up my arms. I didn't do much schooling at this time, I kind of taught myself. That's when Mia found me. We became quick friends even though there was a 3 year age gap. Even though I looked like I had just crawled out of a sewer she still talked to me everyday, and we still were friends. She introduced me to her parents and they quickly figured out that I had no family. They took me in and sent me to school, I did really good in school. Hell I enjoyed it, I finally got to make friends and had people acknowledge me, I wasn't alone. That was until the same thing that killed my family killed Mia's. The demon. The imps came later, at first it was just a demon then the imps. We were on the run ever since. I taught her how to hunt. I was 15 by the time we had to run so all my school was basically done. I tested out and so did Mia. We had enough of staying in a place for that long. We traveled everywhere. We were sisters. When I was 18 and she was 15 I discovered being a 'good' witch and dabbled in magic. Which she did too, causing us more trouble then we needed. I stopped but she never did. I thought that was fine, it is fine.

~~Flash Back End~~

Tears slid from my eyes, I rolled onto my side and grabbed my phone. I sent a text to the 'agents':

me: Dean & Sam meet me at the coffee shop @ 10am. If your not there I wont be in town by 11am.

I put my phone back on the end table and laid for another hour and eventually fell asleep. My alarm went off at 9:30 and startled me awake. I sighed as I sat up. I went to the bathroom and gotready. I didn't do my makeup or my hair. I put my hair up into a messy bun and walked out the door.

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Demons & Angels »Part 5

As I ran faster and faster as my lungs burned and my heart raced, its sounds beating in my ears. I came to a halt as I was stopped by a brick wall and the women I saw was gone, no where to be seen and nowhere to hide. I looked slightly confused as I couldn't find the women, realization came to my features then anger. It was a trick. I went to pull my pistol out of the waistband of my pants as I was thrown against the while by an unknown force. I looked forward as I struggled to move any part of my body. I groaned as I rolled my eyes. The witches. I turned my gaze onto them the best I could without being able to move. Their stronger then I thought, huh old coven? I questioned myself, asking what I could have missed in my research. A girl approached me. Her eyes cold and a smirk on her pink lips. "You thought you could sneak up on us?" A slight giggle parted her lips slightly, she inched closer to my face and whispered, "Amara, we know who you are and what you are." My eyes widened, how? How did they know of me or my sister? Did they know my sister? There were five witches here, the fifth one was cloaked unlike the rest. "How do you know who I am?" My voice stronger then I felt, I feared my little sister and what they had done to her. God I hope shes not dead. The main witch laughed, "I'll tell you in good time how we know who you are but your going to tell us about the other hunters in town." A smirk came to her features. I struggled against her spell but it still held strong, I finally gave up. With a sigh I dropped my head. I lifted my gaze to hers again my features strong as I hissed out, "Fine. What is it you want to know?" Did I really know about the other hunters in town? Yea, they aren't very subtle but did I know anything about them hell no. Lets play her, this'll be fun. "Good, so you aren't completely useless, the young one was right." She smiled back to her group while the others snickered except the hooded one. As I was about to ask who the girl was two tall men rushed in with their guns drawn, "Hey!" a deep raspy voice said as the other said something along the lines of leave her alone. I was too busy focusing on the strange cloaked girl that ran away. "Shit" I mumbled out, I began to struggle against the bindings again as the witch hardened them. "Be a good girl and stay put." The witch smiled to me, "Your not stopping us, we are taking her and-" a sudden loud crack noise, as if a firework went off right next to my ear, echoed throughout the alley way. As I fell to the ground the witch in front of me dropped to her knees with a gunshot to the head. She flashed a yellow color. A demon? I was actually shocked I thought it was a simple witch case, then again nothing is simple with witches. The taller one seemed angry with the shorter one for shooting the person. "Are you alright?" He asked as he ran to me. I stood brushing off my knees as he went to grab my arm I yanked it away. "I'm fine--" thats when I recognized him, the said detective. A/N- sorry for the short update :(

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Demons & Angels»Part 3

Third Person POV~

Amara stared at the spot she saw the man, not moving from her spot she felt as if her heart had stopped and the world had sped up. The man she had been tracking was what she suspected. Being a hunter since she was young she knew that this man was something not natural but she never fully expected him to be an imp. The color to his eyes the glow of red gave it away. Her world began to spin as realization had finally set in that the man she had been hunting down, her family had been hunting down, for twenty or more years had finally been in front of her and vanished while killing a man. An imp is known to be mischievous and devious. For they are born from fairies and demons. They are a half breed to say. An imp doesn't sound dangerous but they are especially when they work with others though that is rare they do work together sometimes if they are hired for someone bigger than them. A man runs into Amara knocking her down onto the ground with a thud. She hits her head on the concrete and her vision spins, everything she sees is blurry.

"Hey watch it!" is all the man calls back to her as he runs on. Amara groans as she sits up, pain throbbing in her head. She lifts her hand up to feel where she had hit her head and it was sticky. When she looked at her hand it was covered in blood. She stood and winced and she touched her head again. Walking away from the store she walked in a zig zag as her head pounded. Her eyes getting heavy and falling making her slip and bump into someone. She would sometimes mutter sorries to the people she bumped into but often not forgetting that they were even there. She stumbled into an alley way and fell laying in the middle of the alley she turned onto her back. Blood seeping from the wound. It may seem that he fall was not so bad but he had not just bumped into her he had pushed her. These were things the imps would do to mess with them. They liked creating chaos and seeing others pain. Imps are jealous of humans therefore I said before they rarely work together for they hate the company of their own so they normally turned to other creatures meaning they were minions to other supernatural beings and sometimes witches. Imps feed off of human emotions normally the ones of confusion and frustration maybe even pain but that isn't known. The imp's weren't the ones following Amara and her sister her family it was something bigger but what she did not know. All she had was the fear of reality settling in that they were back and they were here to have fun. The imps are jealous of us humans because we rejected their friendship it being ominous we turned it down. They have held a grudge for thousands of years. That is why they pick on humans the most. As I said before they rarely work together for they hate the company of their own so they normally turned to other creatures meaning they were minions to other supernatural beings and sometimes witches. Imps feed off of human emotions normally the ones of confusion and frustration maybe even pain but that isn't known. The imp's weren't the ones following Amara and her sister her family it was something bigger but what she did not know. All she had was the fear of reality settling in that they were back and they were here to have fun.

Dean Winchester's POV

Walking with some more walking and some more walking. Since someone had left nails one the road Baby's tires had been popped. Holding a frown on my face as I walked down the streets to find a place that sells tires I noticed a girl, much like Amara, stumble into an alleyway confusion spread across my face as I placed my hand on the gun in my holster. Being alone, since Sam was back at the motel trying to find more information on what Mia told us dick anyways, I walked into the alley way to find Amara knocked out cold on the alley way floor with blood seeping from her head. I removed my hand from my gun and ran towards her. Placing my hand over her lips and nose to see if she was still breathing, she was, I lifted her up bridal style and walked her back to the motel forgetting about baby for a second, I could never forget about baby she's baby! After a few minutes of jogging, I reached my motel room and knocked on the door with my foot,

"Sammy, open up!" I called in and heard Sam move in the room then finally open the door.

"What?" he said with his normal bitch face as he then looked down to see Amara he moved out of the way as I walked in setting her down on the bed.

"Dean what the hell happened?!" Sam said as he closed the door his normal look of 'wtf dean' on his face;. I just sighed and looked at him throwing my arms up,

"I don't know Sammy! I just found her."

"You just found her?"

"Yes I just found her."

Sammy sighed and sat back down in front of his computer as I went over to the mini fridge and pulled out a beer for me and Sam. I walked over to the table handing him one then opening mine and sitting down. I leaned back in my chair and looked over to Amara to see was still knocked out.

"She was hit in the head, I don't think anything non-human did this. Sam took a swig from his beer then set it down as she stood up moving to out bag to get the medical supplies.

"She probably just fell, why did you bring her here?" Sam questioned me as he grabbed the gauze and some other shit to fix her bleeding head.

I shrugged and took a sip of beer,

"I don't know Sammy, I guess I just panicked." Sam sighed as he finished wrapping her head then lightly setting it back down on the pillow and covering her up. Sammy sighed as he sat back down at the table closing his laptop. "Get any new information?" I asked and he just shook his head in reply. Sighing, not wanting to leave again to get tires for Baby I took a gulp of my beer then looked at Sam. "Hey Sammy can you search for a place here to get tires for baby?" He nodded then went back to work on his laptop. Now time to wait for Sam to find a place and Amara to wake up and maybe a phone call from her sister. Who knows maybe even a spooky monster to break down our door and storm in here like he owns the place. This day will just keep getting better.

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Demons & Angels » Part 2

A few minutes, well hours, later after I had talked to the agents they were still here waiting for my sister. Awkwardly, we sat staring at each other but never making eye contact. I, not being able to stand the tension, left the main room to the kitchen. I grabbed a few beers assuming that they might want some. I sat back down sitting the beers down on the mahogany table my sister had bought. I felt their eyes on me so I took my gaze from my beer bottle andplaced itonto them, I gave them a questioning look then took a drink of my beer. My phone buzzedon the table and u lunged for it hoping it would be my sister. "Hello?" I said into the phone laying mylegs of the arm of my chair, sitting sideways now. "Shes having the baby!" my sister said as I heard the sounds of a hospital. "Alright, Mia calm down. I will be there in a minute---I just have to take care of somethings first." Clearly they could hear my sister screaming at me through the phone. My sister hung up the phone and so did I.I sat up and looked themin the eyes, "Well--I sort of have to go now but my sister will be there if you wanna come." I offered and smiled to them. "Yeah, lets go." The shorter, better looking, one said as his brother sighed "We would be--" "So? We have to interrogate her sister anyhow." I stood and walked to the door and grabbed my jacket already walking out the door as the two bickered about if they were imposing or not. ~~~~~A Few Hours Later~~~~~ The child of my best friend, Mina, had already been born by the time I had got there. I sighed as I ran in to see the newborn baby twins asleep already. "Damn it!" I whisper yelled trying to not wake Mina and her kids. I went back into the lobby to see the agents already asking my sister questions. She didnt seem so enthused just attracted to the tall one. I smiled slightly and rolled my eyes. But I then realized the short one wasn't with him. I looked around confused, then gave up after Icouldn'tfind him.I knew they weren't real agents, they had the names of band members, coincidence? I think not. I went outside to grab a fresh air, I hated hospitals they were stuffy and the thought of them always creeped me out. I pulled my jacket close to my body as I was met with the cool night air. I breathed out the fresh air and smiled. I loved the cold night air, thestars and the freedom of the outdoors. i never liked being locked up.... I felt someone tap my shoulder, my eyes flashed open as I was prepared to punch whoever touched me in the face. Reflexes suck sometimes. I turned to find that it was just the agent with the green eyes, I didn't fully trust his 'name' so-- "Whats your name?" I asked him as I turned to face him. "I told you" he said as if I should believe his name really is John Boham. "No- Its not John Boham." "It is!" he said in retort and a smile on his face. "Lies" He just sighed in response then spoke, "Here," he held out a coffee to me. I smiled and thanked him as I took it. "Hope you like black because that's all I could manage." he said as he sipped his as well. "It's fine black is better than none." We then sat in silence, not an awkward 'why am I still here?' silence but a comfortable silence. It felt like hours but was only minutes till Mia came out from the hospital with tears staining her cheeks. She sobbed and ran past me. I gave a confused look as the other agent followed her out with a sad expression. "MIA!" I called out to her but she continued to run faster. I handed my coffee to 'Mr.Boham' and ran after her, my jacket flowing in the wind. "WAIT!" I called to her again as she continued to run. "PLEASE MIA!" I continued to call after her as we ran miles from the hospital. Running out of breathe I slowed and so did she but she was still far ahead of me. "PLEASE!" I called one last time still running with all my might. She turned a corner with no reply back to me. I pushed myself as hard as I could, I miss placed my foot and fell to the ground scrapping my hands and knees. She ran out of my line of sight. "Damn it!" I yelled as I stood up blood dripping down my legs and from my hands. I reached into my pocket to get my phone but it had fallen out. "Great" I said sarcastically as it then began to rain. "REALLY?!" I called out as I looked up at the sky and sighed. I wrapped my jacket around myself and began to walk home, with one question on my mind; 'What's wrong?' ~~~The Next Day~~~ I woke up the next day on my couch surrounded in journals, books and beers. Confusion spread across my face as I sat up, I then remembered. I was looking into any cases in the area and I happened to find a witch case. I sighed as I went to look for my cell as I then remembered I had lost it the night before. I again sighed and stood from my spot on the couch deciding to clean up. I cant let my sister know I'm a hunter or else she would want to join in the cause. After an hour of vigorous cleaning I heard my house phone ring, which is weird because I dont have a house phone. I timidly walked over to the phone and answered it with silence. All I heard was static on the other end. I set the phone back down and immediately went upstairs and covered my bathroom door and window with salt just to be sure, I also grabbed my pistol. For safety..... I also grabbed clothes so I could get dressed and take a shower. I turned on the shower and waited for it to heat up. I then stepped into the shower. Humming Warrant's Cherry Pie I washed my hair,when all of a sudden the water was freezing. "AH!" I yelped and jumped at the sudden coldness. "Jesus Christ!" I yelled as I shivered slightly, I still had shampoo in my hair therefore I had to endure the freezing cold water. I jumped out of the shower as fast as I could. I grabbed my towel and dried my self off after the 'quick' 30 minute shower which included all of the shit I had to do in that shower. I then put on a cute outfit (www.polyvore.com/demons_angels/se... ). I looked into the mirror and put my hair up into a messy bun then grabbed my pistol and tucked it into the waist band of my pants. I opened the door and walked down and out of the house to my car. I drove to the local 'hippie', as most people called it, store. I walked in and looked around to see, crystals, tarrot cards, witch stones, shaman balls, dream catchers, fairy wands, and many more witch craft things along with hippie clothes. I can't deny that I use to be a witch when I was a teenager, it'sin my families blood I couldn't help it. I left that behind though being a blood born witch was more complicated then being a hunter so thats what I became but enough about me back to the case at hand. I smiled as I causally looked around, looking at everyone there until the shop owner walked in. I walked over to the shop owner and smiled at him. "Hi, names Amy," I held out my hand to him,"I was wondering if you had a hand of glory." I asked as my expression turned serious. He just stared down at me with shock in his eyes. "Y-yes we do, w-why?" he stuttered over his words, shocked that a girl like my I guess would be asking that. I just laughed and smiled at him, "Im kidding I'm here for the fairy wand." I lied, the witches I was hunting had used a hand of glory. If you dont know what a hand of glory is its a hand, which is a given but the hand is a hand that was taken off a murderer that was in the gallows,, it was then pickled and dried. If you use a candle with this hand that was made fro the fat of a murderer it will make people unable to move and unlock any door. Pretty creepy but awesome to use to get whatever you want or to just escape but very hard to make. Why would this wiccan, good good witches, shop have one of those? He just smiled and handed me the wand and told me I could have it for free since it was his day off and he was feeling nice.Again I smiled then left. I looked across the way to see a man, not any normal man he gave off a vibe that didn't seem right. He looked over to me and that's when I realized he was the man that had been following my family and I for our entire lives. I glared at him, but he just smirked and vanished as a person fell to the ground lifeless.

(Link to Part 1:https://assels.tumblr.com/post/159277578313/demons-angels-part-1

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Demons & Angels » Part 1

Once upon a time there was a young girl who dreaded waking every morning but knew she had to go on, not for herself but for others. It was a bleak and dreary fall day, she sat up and heaved a heavy sigh. She looked out the window to see raindrops sliding down her window gracefully. She sat up dreading the day before her. Another day of the same thing, get up get dressed, go to work, go home and then repeat. She then stood, sleep clear in her eyes she stumbled around looking for her glasses that use to be on her night stand but her cat Kiwi knocked them off. Kiwi meowed happily at Amara and jumped up onto the stand and rubbed against Amara’s arm. She smiled and petted kiwi saying “Morning Kiwi, what did you do with my glasses?” Kiwi just purred, while Amara sighed with a small smile. She bent down to look for her glasses on the floor, finally she found them but they were chipped. “Shit!” amara said as she stood holding her glasses. “Contacts I guess.” She sighed and walked to the bathroom. Her contacts were uncomfortable and didn’t work very well, since she forgot to get her prescription renewed. As she is putting her contacts theirs a knock at the door. Startled she drops the contact down the sink. “Son of a bitch!” she cried out in frustration. “Ugh” she ran her hands thru her long curly red wine colored hair. “Coming!” she then hollered to the people outside of her house door, since they knocked again. She answered the door in her pajamas, which were short shorts and a tank top. She was greeted by two tall and very handsome men. One with long hair and the other with short hair and green eyes. She smiled at the men and asked “What can I do for you guys?” The shorter one smirked and said “Oh many things.” The taller one rolled his eyes then showed her his badge. “We’re with the FBI we would like to ask you a few questions.” “Oh,” her smile fell she knew something was wrong “Uh sure come on in.” she moved out of the way so they could enter. The shorter one with the apple green eyes looked up and down her as he passed, in which she didn’t notice. She then closed the door as he sat on her couch. ~Amara’s POV~ Oh god what’s happened, is it my sister? Did she rob a bank again? Murder someone! Got herself killed?! Deep breaths amara deep breathes calm down. I breathed out and smiled weary at the men before me and sat down across from them. “What’s your names?” The taller one smiled and spoke first Im jonathan rice and-“he was cut off as the one with the green eyes spoke, “and im john boham” I made a slightly confused face, “Like the drummer from led zeppelin?”

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