Not Your Average Demon Hunters

Chapter 3

 This spot that I had told Ezekiel about wasn't too far from my own place and in fact it was seated right in the middle of mine and Daniels homes. I could never convince Daniel to move in with me since we basically hang out all of the time. Which would be nice to say the least, but for now we had found a meeting place, somewhere we both only knew about, a place we both hold dear to us. When I noticed that we were getting closer, I turned to Ezekiel and looked at him, with a serious face. "Stay here and don't move until I come back here you know if he is here or not. Like I said before we came here, this is our secret place and I would prefer it if you don't see it." I finished telling him and turned back around really hoping that this is where Daniel had run off to. So I headed on my way further down the road, leaving Ezekiel standing there by himself. Did I feel bad for leaving him there, yes. However if he had exposed this special place, it wouldn't be so special anymore. It had been best if he didn't come with me anyway, this was something I needed to take care of. I needed to know what was wrong with Daniel.

So walking a little further I turned a corner and disappeared behind a fence that was blocked by a lot of trash and boxes that still sat there, even to this day. On the other side of it was an abandoned park nobody seemed to know about because it was so run down. The swings were now hanging by one chain, the metal slides had holes in them from all of the rust they have accumulated over the years. Even the yard area that it was at had brown dead grass, old leaves still lingered around the area as well. There was a merry go round off to the left that squeaked so loudly in protest if either of us had decided to take it for a spin. This place was just left broken and was never going to get fixed. Almost a musty type smell still hung in the air, in a way it was a comfort smell and reminded him of safety. This was the safe place to both myself and..

"Daniel..." I said loud enough for him to hear me, however I could hear him crying and it almost broke me. I have seen him cry before, but tonight, I hadn't expected that at all. And if I couldn't see in the dark, I sure picked up on his crying. I looked over to a picnic table that was barely hanging on, seeing Daniel slumped over with his head on his arms and just watching the sobs wrack his body. "Oh no..." I mumbled as I made my way through the overgrowth and to the table. I took a seat directly next to him and watched him for a moment before placing a hand on his back, rubbing it gently to give him some sort of comfort. I wasn't exactly sure why he had been crying, but I was going to be here regardless to what was causing this to happen. Even if I had been slightly worried that Daniels demon side would decide to take over and tear me to pieces. It was something I had been willing to accept.

Why I was so worried about that, I didn't know. Especially  because right now he needed me since he seemed to be very upset. "Danny...What's going on? You can tell me, you know that." I asked him after a few moments of silence. I didn't truly want to pry into anything if he wasn't willing to talk to me about it. Which would be fine, at least on any normal night or day, but tonight he was no doubt under the influence, and upset. Who knows how many emotions he was going through right now. 

It didn't take too long for Daniel to lift his head and look at me, wiping his face quickly and rather sloppily. Using his sleeve to clear away any snot and tears that was on his face. All he did though was stare at me, almost as if he was making sure that it was really me and not someone else. Once he seemed to confirm whatever it was, he sniffled. "I... they died tonight. They both died... all because of me. It's my fault."

"What? Who are you talking about? Who died?" I asked, My voice holding pure shock, I of course had no idea who he was talking about but I was alarmed to here it from him. I also couldn't read minds as I am sure he was thinking about who. "Daniel, who died?"

 "My sisters...the twins... the ones I told you about that were in protection because somebody was after them...they died...they got out, somehow escaping from the facility...somebody killed them. Its all my fault, they told me... they called me and I ignore the call because I didn't know the number. I Just listened to the voicemail earlier. They asked for my help...they begged me to come get them." He had to stop talking for a moment because his eyes were overflowing with tears as they soon fell. I moved closer to him and wrapped my arms around him. I am definitely not a hugger, but I know how close he had been to his sisters.

Daniel would call them all the time at the facility just to check up on them to see how they were doing. He would call them on their birthday and sometimes just to talk to them because he missed them and was worried about them. Daniel told me how excited he was when he was a kid to know that he was going to have siblings. Picturing an 8 year old who had been an only child for 8 years, they seemed like they would be bored of playing by themselves. Then finding out you are going to be a big brother to 2 other siblings was crazy and exciting. They had only reached the age of 11, both of them, I only knew that because I was with Daniel when he had called them. He was so happy and even sang to them, very out of tune and badly, but he still sang to them. However that was the last time that he was able to talk to them, so to hear that somebody had killed them was heartbreaking enough. And it was clearly eating at Daniel and making him regret never being there with them, because technically, Daniel was supposed to be there with them. He was supposed to go with them when they went, but he ran away. 

He was supposed to be placed under secure eyes, supposedly a killer was after the whole family and the kids had to be sent to a facility that would take care of them till it was safe enough for them all to go back home. However, his parents had left the state, traveling thousands of miles away from them, most likely thinking that their kids were safe with the facility. Daniel was the first of the Moreau children to escape. He had taken it upon himself one night to leave the facility. Even though he was chased down there was nothing more they could have done to get him back. So Daniel Moreau was on his own for a long time, of course, he planned on going back for his siblings as soon as he was stable enough to do so. Which would have been this year, he had made rooms for the twins so that way they could come and live with him, but now that whole plan crumbled underneath him and he was a wreck. I can't really blame him for his reaction to all of this, especially thinking that it was his fault. It wasn't his fault, truly it wasn't, but there was no way I would ever convince him that it wasn't. I would just have to be here for him as he goes through these emotions. But however long he was going to go through this, I wasn't going to leave him alone. I would be a terrible friend if I had ever done that, so I was staying for as long as he needed me.

Some time had passed, though I wasn't really sure how long, but long enough for me to notice that the sky was now lightening. Really slowly, but still lightening and it seemed like Daniel had long since stopped his crying. Though I wasn't too sure on if he had fallen asleep or not. So I did what I had thought anyone else would have done, I spoke softly to see if he would wake up that way. "Hey, I think  it's time to go home...Daniel... wake up sleepy head." After I spoke he started to stir, and at first it started me because he responded so faster than I had expected. 

"Hm? What time is it?" He asked in a raspy tone and sat up, rubbing his eyes and looking at me sleepily. I couldn't help but smile at him, he looked cute with his hair messed up slightly and the tired look he held. 

I immediately shook my head to rid myself of those thoughts before I looked up at the sky and thought about his question. If I was being honest, I didn't know what time it really was. "It has to be early in the morning now I am sure, as to the exact time, I really don't know. I don't have a clock and my phone was left at home. I do think that it is time to go home. Would you like me to take you home or do you want to come over to my place?" I asked, pitching the idea to the newly awakened half-demon. 

He took a moment to answer me as if he was thinking about it before actually answering me. "I'm coming over I guess...I think your place is closer than mine is...wait...what about Ezekiel? Where is he?" Oh shit. I had completely forgotten about him. 

"I...well...I hope he decided to go home because I wouldn't allow him at our special place...its a secret to us still and I would like to keep it that way." I felt my cheeks flush and was glad that Daniel couldn't see them. "I guess I owe him a huge apology for making him wait so long."

"Yes you do." He agreed before taking a moment to stretch, as I was sure that the stretch was much needed to begin with. "Alright, I'm ready to go." I Knew that his heart felt heavy still and that was alright. People handled grief differently than others. But I knew Daniel would feel this for a long time.

"Okay, to my place then." I nodded and got off of the bench, stretching a little myself as I then headed back the way we had come in, maybe hoping that Ezekiel was still there, but another part of me was hoping that he had gone home to rest. I would just need to call him when I was awake again, no harm no foul.