Abby's P.O.V.
After a few hours of driving, blasting music, and bickering with Rachel, we finally arrived at our destination. An old warehouse, of course. I hated warehouses. Ever since I was a child, but Rachel says I'm silly for being scared. I parked the Impala, and got out. Walking around to the trunk, I grabbed my gun, and handed Rachel hers.
"Simple demon hunt?" I asked. Rachel nodded, and slammed the hood shut. "I'll take front, you go around back." I instructed her. She nodded, and started to make her way to the back door. I slowly crept to the front door, and pushed it open. Immediately, I was attacked.
Two demons ran from either side of me. I stabbed the first one, and quickly spun around to punch the other. He landed on the ground with a loud THUD. I stabbed him, and shoved the knife back into my pocket. Bad mistake...
I was hit from behind, and fell to the ground. The wind was knocked out of me, but I quickly stood back up. I sprinted down the long corridor, running for my life. I could hear three or four pairs of footsteps, right behind me. Normally, I wouldn't be running, but I dropped my demon blade when they attacked me. If I wanted to live, I was gonna run.
I ran past a corner, and hid in the closet. I grabbed my gun, and held it close to my chest. "Someone.. Please help..." I whispered. The footsteps got closer. I shut my eyes tightly, praying to whatever God out there. Get me the hell out of here..
Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and I heard screams. Something was happening outside the door, but there was no way in hell I was gonna check to see what it was. Bodies hit the floor, and the light disappeared. I took a deep breath, and held the gun closer to my body.
Someone was coming closer to the closet. I held my breath, trying to be as quiet as possible. Too late.. The door swung open, and a man with blonde hair and brown eyes stood in front of me. "Need help?" He asked. "Who the hell are you?" I asked, pointing my gun at his face. "That won't hurt me.." He smiled, carefully lowering the gun with his hand.
"Okay... What are you?" I tried again. He smiled. "An angel. You called for help, right?" He asked. "Oh..... Okay, so where is Rachel?" I questioned. He extended his hand, and helped me up. "She is over there, and I'm Evan by the way.." I quickly ran over to where Rachel stood.
"You okay?" I asked, checking for injuries on her body. She rolled her eyes. "Yes. What about you? I found your blade over there and thought you were dead!" She laughed. Her eyes fell upon Evan and she smirked. I knew what she was thinking.
"No. No no no." She groaned, and rolled her eyes again. "But he is kinda cute!" Evan looked over in our direction. "I can take you guys home, if you need it."He offered. "No, actually-" "I'll go!" Rachel cheered. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, I'll just drive home by myself..." I sighed. "Meet you at home in a few hours.."
