Demons from the attic

Surreal

Dante had woken up but refused to open his eyes, the sun was far too bright. He threw the blanket over his head and swung his upper body forward, his heart pumped out of beat when he recalled what happened last night yet his breath became silent when it occurred to him that it was a dream, dante could smell oil and food cooking, he climbed out of bed and climbed down the stairs to see Sarah busy making food, she had her tied up in a bun and was wearing an apron, she seemed to know what she was doing as three pans were busy cooking on the stove, the table was neatly set out with glasses plates and table cloths that Dante didn't even know he owned, he got up scratched the sleep out of his eyes and stood up, he walked over to her and put his hand on her head. Dante didn't know wether last night was a dream or a vision of the future, "you hungry?" She smiled as she turned around to look at him, he went off to grab a plate, they both sat and ate they didn't speak much until Dante broke the ice and asked, "so what's our plan for today?"
Sarah filled her mouth with food before replying, "you tell me after all I'm stuck with you"
"You can go back to your apartment anytime" Dante grinned 
Sarah looked shocked,"wha..what about those thieves!"
"They're your problem." Dante leaned back until Sarah kicked his chairs hind legs and he fell backwards
"I was kidding." He chuckled and then stood up
He began walking up the stairs"I'm gonna go shower."
He climbed into the shower and began washing his hair,his mind Began drifting and for once the ash haired girl wasn't on his mind there were other things he had a job to finish, his train of thought was quickly brought back as Sarah began screaming in terror, Dante quickly jumped out wrapped a towel around him and summoned his weapon, Sarah came running in and she screamed loud enough for her voice to tear and she tried to speak In a husky voice.
"The kitchen." Her face was pale
Dante walked out the bathroom cold and wet to see that his kitchen was empty, he slowly scanned the room to see Sarah hiding behind him practically shaking, she pointed at the wall to indicate the large spider that sat on the wall, Dante sighed greatly,"is this it?"
She nodded still frantically hiding behind him, he walked into the kitchen and grabbed today's newspaper which he rolled up and then persisted to smash the spider, Sarah gagged as Dante threw the newspaper in the bin and went upstairs to finish his shower.
As he walked up the stairs he realized that this was the second time she had scene him in a towel, it made him feel awkward inside he didn't know why though. The shower was like a blessing as the hot water rushed down his atmospherically cold body, he laughed about even though he was cold and pissed that he had to do that, it reminded him of the old Eden and how everything was simple, two types of people angel or demon. But now there's such a wide spread of people some angel some demons, Dante had to murder a nephilim which was a sin, a nephilim wasn't an angel nor demon, it had lost its place, Dante wasn't all too big of a fan when it came to sinning, he wanted to be pure to some extent. Dante had a peculiar job, one above the norm it was the kind that suited him perfectly, Dante was known as a diaboli venatoris which in more modern language translates to devil or demon hunter basically he could kill demons causing problems in earth and it wouldn't be a sin. Dante found it pretty ironic he hunted his own kind yet it wasn't his decision, he was born that way. He didn't believe he was a demon

Dante climbed out the shower and proceeded to admire himself in the mirror before getting dressed, he took his time to get dressed thinking  about everything, Dante hadn't any work lately and he actually in need of money, Sarah left to get food for tonight, The phone rang and Dante picked it up, "hello?" He was swinging his hand back and forward busy drying his hair with the towel "greetings Dante"  the voice wasn't deep but it was higher pitched yet cynical, it reminded Dante of clowns that stole kids from parks
"what do you want?" Dante said in a pissed off Manner
"You don't sound happy to hear me" the voice chuckled it was a mans voice
"Listen here you little fu." Dante recollected himself "I don't give a damn what you want!"
"Aaah Dante Dante Dante, it's not what I want, it's what you want."
"you have about 6 seconds to tell me what, or I'm going to come over there and put a."
"Bullet in my head?" The man stole Dante's last few words out his mouth
Dante punched the wall and it cracked the wallpaper, "you aren't funny I hope you know that"
"And here I thought I was rather humorous." "This is getting old L I don't have time for this."
"I take it you're busy?"
"Yeah I am."
"I take it you're struggling with business."
Dante leaned against the wall, "shut up asshole."
"Wanna hear something?" His voice went colder, still like a joker but the kind that had just cut his voice box with safety scissors
"Alright" Dante didn't pay no attention to it while he looked down at his shoes, other world calls could only be made through landline phones. So Dante instantly knew that this call was from the fiery pits of hell 
"What's white but black and blue all over?"
"This is so dumb, ugh I don't know"
His voice went quite
"Sarah"