"Holy Moly! My mom just gave me a tattoo. I must be the luckiest girl in L.A", she thought. But deep down, she knew that was not it.
Her mom and dad had the same symbol on their back. She had always wondered what the tattoo meant. "What the fuck is this!?", she asked. "So what, we have matching tattoos. That doesn't mean we are some shitty demon killers", she gave a fake laugh."Right?"
Her dad said that cazadors were born with a tattoo like that. And then he launched with a history. Damn, it was a long history. ( y'all won't get it in one go, so i'll tell you in parts). She listened patiently. Mixed feelings stirred within her... In short, she was dumbfounded.
At last(when he got tired of talking), her father stopped and looked her in the eyes. Her mother was doing the same. ( that was creepy tho)
"Do you believe us?"
A moment passed.
"Hell no".
Yeah, she was really stubborn. But don't blame her. Who'd believe that demons existed? As if reading her thoughts, her father produced a cage from his room. In it, was a demon.
A fucking demon.
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Cazadora
General FictionNatasha Azelaert is a 𝘤𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳 - a demon hunter. Yes. Demons, faeries, vampires, werewolves exist; shielded from human eyes by magic. On her quest to find her missing parents, Natasha meets others like her. She fights demons, falls in love, m...
