Demon-Devil Hunter

Chapter 1: Life is boring

October 6th, 2024

I was totally out cold in class, head down on the desk, listening to the buzz of people talking. This class was a total snooze fest, the teacher is like a dinosaur, which made me even more zonked out. Just breathing in the classroom air made me want to pass out. I mean, the teacher was going on and on about history, yawn, but there were a few cool topics. The class was just cruising along, mostly chatting and a bit of studying.

Life is so dull. Yesterday, my teacher handed out a paper about our dreams and goals. Honestly, all I want is a job that pays the bills. Dreams? Goals? Nah, not for me. The bell finally rang, snapping me out of my daydreaming. Time to head home and do what I love - play video games. It's the only thing that keeps me entertained in this boring world.

"Hope y'all have a good weekend," my ancient teacher says, seriously she needs to retire already 'cause she's too strict with all those 300+ homework assignments (My cruel mind).

As I was about to leave the classroom my teacher called my name "Hey Nathan you have a moment" DANG IT CAN'T SHE WAIT TILL MONDAY I HAVE TO GO HOME AND PLAY MY VIDEO GAMES DANG IT.

As I walked over to her desk, my hands buried deep in the cozy pockets of my black hoodie, I waited for her words. And there it is, the question I've been dreading. "So, Nathan, remember that paperwork from yesterday? You were supposed to jot down your dreams and goals. But you left it blank. What's the deal with that?" Fuck, can't she just mind her own darn business? (My twisted mind loves this!)

"Well, teacher, I gotta be honest with ya. I don't really have any grand dreams or goals. All I want is a job that pays the bills and gets the job done," I replied, feeling the tension in the air suddenly skyrocket.

"I see. Well, if you ever need any assistance, just swing by my office hours on Monday. I'll be happy to help," she said, acting all nonchalant like she didn't even care. She didn't even bother asking why I lack dreams. Man, she's the best teacher ever! (Screw this teacher!)

I'll keep that in mind, I told my teacher, stepping out of the damn classroom. I let out a sigh of relief as I finally escaped that hellhole of a school. There were hardly any students left as I exited, and the sun was setting, casting a beautiful glow over the city. I walked towards my house, the sound of cars whizzing by in this godforsaken city of San Francisco (seriously, it sucks balls). Homeless people were scattered everywhere, and those towering buildings made me question why the fuck we moved here.

It's been three goddamn months since I moved here, and let me tell you, I fucking hate it. I'm more of a quiet places kinda person, but this Shattuck city is loud as fuck. As I continued walking, I suddenly remembered, fuck, I need to go to the gas station and buy some milk. Of course, it had to be now. I opened up my GPS on my phone to find the nearest gas station. Luckily, there was one just four minutes away. Nice, if I run and grab the milk, I can save some time.

As I arrived at the gas station, the bright lights blinded the shit out of me. It was already nighttime, and I stepped inside. The warmth inside was a welcome change from the freezing cold outside. I made my way to the back where the milk was kept. As I approached the reach-in refrigerators, I saw that the milk was fucking $9.99. Seriously? I only have 13 bucks, but if I buy this, I'll be left with $3.01. Doesn't really fucking matter anyway.

When I grabbed the milk, I froze as I heard what sounded like two men busting into the gas station, screaming "GIVE ME ALL YOUR MONEY!" I was staring at the reach-in refrigerator, seeing my own reflection - orange spiky hair, red eyes, and an average face. I was sweating, trembling, my arms shaking with the milk shaking too.

I was in the back so technically safe, I think. That poor cashier, I feared for him. "HURRY UP!" one of the robbers said. They were dressed in all black with black masks, they must really like the color black. I couldn't even swallow correctly, my heart was about to run away from me.