Paranormal Investigators and.......their love life??

How we came to be...

Video log 325,

 August 10, 1965.  Ivanov and I have entered underground subway, reports of crying child within the tunnels. "Andrew what are you doing?" I whisper "Just looking at the brick work in these tunnels" he whispers back... "Claire, theres something wrong." " What is it?" "There is a dead child over there" he points  "Cause of Death", Andrew walks up to the body with ease "Looks like the child's head was crushed by the train" "Boss, we have located target. Sending Forman to retrieve body, in the meantime we need to block off tunnel 8". 

*Sound of crying child*

"Claire, I found where the crying has been coming from". Both Andrew and Claire look up to see the spirit of a child in a white dress and dark black hair looking at her body.  *Andrew approaches the child*. "Little girl. Do you know what happened to you?" The child looks at Andrew with distinguished anger and points at the red backpack buried in the hole in the wall of the tunnel. I walk over and find her school book. "Andrew, I don't think this girl died here", "What do you mean?", "The last thing written in here is dated in 1955, which either means that she was down here for the past ten years or someone planted this here... either way we need to get back to headquarters"

Video log cuts off.....

Ok, so you may be wondering what it is that we are doing. Lets just get this thing going. Hi there reader, my name is Claire. I have been a paranormal investigator since I was 11 and yea it may sound kinda boring but it's not all about ghosts in this story. Now you may or may not be wondering why I became a paranormal Investigator, but that is something that you will find out in the next chapter either way. That person I was talking to was my partner and major crush Andrew Ivanov. Andrew and I go way back to like 15 years ago when we first met at an orphanage in Russia . We discovered our calling when we had stopped a paranormal entity within the orphanage that had eaten at least three children, but thats beside the point, him and I  have discovered new entities, assissted on exorcisms and explored new countries within this job and yea there are massive risks in our line work but we are the only people who actually believe in the paranormal and help people who can't get help from others. Wanna know how paranormal entities enter this world? Well I call it a blur in our world. You can call it whatever the hell you want to call it. Anyways the blur is basically the exact same as our world just on a different plane. Let me explain. There are two types of planes on this world, and I'm not talking about the flyings planes that take you from country to country etc. No, people who are alive are on one plane. Then there is the damned, damaged and unworthy souls that are trapped on the other plane. Still on our world, but we are not able to see it with the naked eye.  I have discovered the other plane with Andrew. Turns out both our families were very similar. My mother was a clervoyant who was apparently a slave to satin (For those who don't know what clervoyants are, they are people who can go to the other side and back. Those who can see what normal people can't. It is a blessing from god but it can also be seen as a curse) and Andrew's dad was apart of her cult, he was responsible for doing all the research on the demons he was summoning.

I didn't really find out about my family and the history behind it till I was around 6, that's when I saw my very first dead person! Honestly, I'm not a huge fan of it but I got used to it in the end. My mother died when I was around 8 years old, her name was Caroline Fonseca. She never truly told me about her family or that she could see dead people or even the fact that she was in a freaking cult! which was how I was conceived but sometimes people make mistakes which I'm guessing is why she never told me but anyways, she died of a sudden heart attack which I guess was a surprise to everyone including my sick demented step father Bruce  Wildire. He was a true dick when it came to looking after me. I guess cause I didn't have a dad, I was stuck with this guy. God I hated this Bruce, he didn't want to look after me so in the end he shipped me off to Russia to live in an illegal institute/ orphanage. I mean the benefit of me being in said institute was meeting the love of my life and protector Andrew. It was just us against the dark creatures that seaped through every nook and cranny of that torturous place.