Chapter One

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(Picture is of Alex)

I was in my house, minding my own business when, out of nowhere, a large dog came barreling through my screen door. It was no regular dog either. It was a hell hound. Big, dark brown dog, with red eyes and big teeth. But of course only supernatural beings could see him that way.

I haven't been on earth for long. I was booted out of the house up there to "get some real world experience." I think that was just a bullshit excuse to get the half breed arch angel out of their house. Yep, you heard right. I'm half angel half demon, but I kept to my angel side most of the time. The only part of the demon side I show is the power to shape shift.

It isn't like regular shifting into animals either. I can do that, but it's not limited to regular animals. I can do iteresting things with my shape, like, say, I wanted to shape shift into a unicorn. Also more demonic things but I chose not to.

I now have a house in Bloomington, Indiana, and go to a high school. I'm in my junior year and I dislike everything about school. They have an unspoken higherarchy that everyone follows, even the teachers. Just like in heaven, and it sucks, cause if you aren't high up on there, then you get picked on. I'm sort of invisible to everyone because I don't say much, I stay out of everyone's way. I got good at this at home, didn't really have a choice.

My house was pretty big, too big for one person, but I liked it. It has three levels. The basement has a TV room, a workout room, and a bar. Though in angel years I'm only sixteen, I'm one hundred on earth. The ground floor had a bathroom, a kitchen, a livingroom, and has sliding glass door to the porch and pool. The top floor has three bedrooms and two bathrooms. I have the master bedroom with a bathroom connected. The other two bedrooms share one.

The hell hound was, in a way, beautiful. But he was not supposed to be here. He was supposed to be in hell. I had to put him back where he came from.

He snarled at me because he knew that I ment harm. I didn't want to do this, but it was part of what I was asigned. Help keep the humans and hellish creatures separate. That means humans stay on earth and hell's creatures stay in hell.

He lunged at me. I rolled to the side and drew my dagger from its sheath in my combat boots. He charged me again and I stabbed his left foreleg. He wimpered in pain, and went to hide under the table.

I went over to him, looked under the table, and he just looked at me with his big puppy eyes. I don't know what happened but there was a click between us. I was lonely and he was a stray for some reason unknown to me. He seemed pretty young to go off on his own, but his pack wouldn't kick him out. Would they?

"Hey little dude, I'm gonna call you Chester. Do you want to stay with me? I'll keep you safe but still let you rome around. It is your choice, but I'm kinda lonely. What do you say?" He nodded his head and shrunk to his earth dog form, an Australian Shepherd. He was so cute, and now I needed to get him the necessities to stay with me.

He could get his own food in the woods behind my house. I needed to get him a dog bed, some chew toys, and a coller. I went on amazon to get these things. I could afford the best, because my parents wanted the best for me hear, but I settled for a little less because I would probably be going through a few of these while I had Chester.

He sat at my feet while I ordered his stuff. I added prime shipping so it would get here tomorow. But for now I needed to get to school.

"Chester, bud, I need to go to school now. You'll be fine till I get back, right?" He nodded. "You can hunt for food in the woods outside, but don't eat everything in site please." He nodded and looked at me as if to say, you got me for a while, I ain't going anywhere.

I walked to get my backpack and went out the front to get in my car after locking the door. I had left the glass door open so Chester could hunt and use the bathroom. I climbed in my yellow jeep and drove to school.

So I would like to see who is reading this, so if you would comment, it would be appreciated.

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