Chapter 1

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Demons, monsters born from pure negativity. They feed on everything and anyone who feels sad, angry, or hatred. We humans of course beat them in one thing. The demons race is dying quickly. Not wanting their race to die off into existence. So, they began to "adopt" humans and treat them as their children. The children of my generation are mostly orphans taken in by demons. Me, of course being one of them. We will become the "New Generation" of demons. I lost my parents when I was 7 and of course a demon came almost instantly. I was given some abilities and had to carry them until the final days of my humanity.

The sun shines through my room window, covering most of my face. With my eyes still closed I sat up. Today was just another day for school, luckily it was a Friday so I didn't have to worry about staying up late tonight.

I walked into the kitchen and pulled out some microwavable pancakes, I would cook but I didn't have as much time as I want. Next was to go into the bathroom and get dressed. My regular school uniform was hanging up behind the door, after slipping it in, washing my face, and brushing my hair, I went back to have my breakfast. Once finished I went back to the bathroom to brush my teeth, but my cellphone had started to ring. I looked at it and saw the camera to the outside was on. Standing outside was my house maid, Denise.

"Hey, I thought you were gonna give me a key to your place. I could have been chased by dogs or something." Denise cried out. I promised to get her a key to my house so she can come in and start working.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." I replied trying to ignore her.

"Then why haven't you got me one yet. I worked here for 6 months now."

"Looks it Friday, I'll go get you a key before I get home. I'm going out with friends so I'll be home late."

"Hmph!" Denise turned her head to me and pouted. I walked towards the door and waved goodbye. "Wait!" Denise stopped me before I could go. "People have been going missing all over the city. It's mostly regular human children and teenagers. I know you were adopted by a demon, but be careful."

"Aww, worrying about my safety." I teased.

"You idiot, I don't want you to die because, if you do then I don't get paid!" Denise yelled back. I just smiled and walked out heading to school.

"People going missing. I wonder if more demons are adopting kids, but if it's normal ones then their parents must be alive, right?" the question rung in my head over and over as I continued to walk. I remember when I got adopted by a demon.

"Cain!!!!!!" the sound of my name rang through the streets as I made the turn. Running to me, boobs galore was my childhood friend Luma Shatu. While I watched as her woman figures bounce before me as she ran at the same time. I saw her slow down and she raised her hand to hit me. But I caught it easily.

"What are you looking at? Perv!". She screamed at me. I pointed at her mountain sized chest. She covered them and tried to hit me again while swinging her arms at me shouting how much of a mean guy I was. When she finally calmed down we continued walking to school. Luma, of course, was adopted by a demon at a young age, an even younger age than me.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" Luma asked curiously.

"Hanging with some guys, we'll hit the arcade then a restaurant, then a movie or whatever order Steven has set up."

"Can I come?"

"You got money?"

"Yeah!"

"Well, I'll see if we have room in Stevens car."

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