Demons + Hunters

The Beginning.

Nash waited patiently in the break area of the Hideout. He had just returned from a solo mission and had already cleaned all the demon blood from his skin & clothes as he usually does after a mission. He now waited for his partner, Torgaz, to return from his own mission.

Hm? 'What missions?' you ask? Does Mr narrator have to explain it for you? Fine.

Nash was a demon hunter. A damn good one too. Well, he likes to think so anyway. It was his job, like all other demon hunters, to defend his home town and sometimes other towns from evil demons that resided in the out-skirting forests. People in need would send in missions to the Hideout, the hunters would accept the missions, fight and kill some demons and collect their rewards. It was kind of like a bounty hunting agency but with more demons.

That went a little off track, we should continue with what happens. Quit distracting me!

Anyway, Nash felt a little lonely without Torgaz around, they did pretty much everything together and this was the first time they did separate missions, but he knew his buddy could manage himself for now. While he waited he checked the bulletin board for a small, less violent mission to do with Torgaz after he returned. He was paired with another hunter to complete his mission as Nash was busy. It was a simple Scout and Locate mission to find out if the rumours of a new demon group setting up camp recently. The guy he was partnered with was a one of the strongest hunters assigned to the agency and the best trainer Nash had ever had, he was very well loved by everyone despite his bad attitude and even had his own nickname among other hunters, Porcelain. Nash always assumed it was because he looked so much like a porcelain doll or something.

After not finding a fun and easy job on the board, Nash checked his watch and noticed his partner was later than he should be. It wasn't much of a surprise at first, Torgaz often lost track of time, almost like it didn't exist to him and when rabbits were around, it was even worse. That idiot loved rabbits, maybe a little too much for someone who kills on a near daily basis but it was nice to know he was still so innocent. Maybe Nash could take him to a pet shop instead of a mission. Yeah, he'd like that.

CRASH!

That sort of noise wasn't uncommon in the Hideout but it still tore Nash's attention away from the mission board. Normally it's the junior hunters getting too excited and charging at the door in a race against the others or something like that or sometimes it's Justin the tech guy having another technological breakthrough and sometimes, but not as often as the others, it's a hunter returning from a mission, being chased by surviving demons or injured and at deaths door. A tingling worry bothered Nash from the back of his skull, there's always the possibility, but he pushed it aside and went to investigate the sound.

He didn't even get to leave the room before he was met with his partner and best friend, Torgaz, torn up and bruised, holding himself up against the wall but falling as soon as Nash entered his field of vision. Nash ran to catch him before he hit the floor.

"What happened to you?! Where's Porcelain?!" he asked in a panicked manner, silently cursing himself for not being there as, obviously, he was usually there to protect his friend from injury.

Now, as a mute with blood rapidly flowing out of his body, Torgaz found it hard to answer those questions but he settled with a glare that very clearly stated 'Shut up and get me a damn medic,' and it was very easily understood because immediately he was lifted and carried to get the nearest medic.

After a few hours or something along those lines, Torgaz was stitched up and bandaged with his 'Explanation cards' and ready to do what they were made for. These 'Explanation cards' were simple flash cards with pictures to explain what he wanted or what his bad dreams were like. They were made up of photographs of other Hunters, pictures of animals, colours, numbers and buildings, basic words in big fonts, just in case someone couldn't understand the picture talk or just if Torgaz wanted to be precise, and even some identification pictures of documented demon types, should he have to explain a situation like this.

The first shown card was the word 'FOUND', then a picture of a house, a forest, a generic demon, the number 5, the word 'FIGHT', a photograph of Porcelain, the word 'TAKE'. Torgaz stopped to stare at the floor, probably to calm himself, before holding up the word 'LEADER' and a picture of a grotesquely attractive young man with a flirty grin and bright, near glowing, eyes. The card for the Incubus demon type. It took Nash a short moment to figure out exactly what happened. But it clicked with him soon enough.

The rumours were true. New demons had come to stay in the forest, they found their base and were attacked by five generics that kidnapped Porcelain and they were all lead by an Incubus. But why would an Incubus lead an attack? They were a type that was more peaceful, pretending to be human to mate with women and repopulate, sometimes they wanted to mate with men too. Nash didn't judge them for that. He only judged them for harming humans and even then it was mostly for self-defence not 'just because'. This specific Incubus was most definitely not fighting out of fear for his life and he had to be taken out before he hurt another person.

Nodding as he came to a decision, Nash gently pushed on Torgaz's least injured arm as an expression of affection and left to the break area again where he found his supply pack, replenished whatever he was lacking in & set off on his way to the forest where the new demons had set up their home base, on a self-assigned mission

To give them a proper Demon Hunter's welcome.