Demonic Keeper

Chapter Three

Evanora sat there, processing the information her parents had just told her.

She could comprehend the fact demons exited, not the demons she'd been taught in bible school, actual demons that lived in another realm called the Netherworld. She understood that her parents were a part of a secret society called The Keepers and it was their job to clean up after demons so the human world basically wouldn't freak out. Humans were thought of as weak and unable to handle the idea that they weren't alone. There were Keepers in every city, state, country, some more than others. Her parents had met through the organization and fallen for each other. She understood that.

What she didn't understand was how they could brainwash a little girl into being some sort of pawn in their sick game.

"And now I need some sort of protection because you all think I'm going to what? Become a little floozy and sleep with the first guy I meet within a few minutes? I've kept it in my pants far longer than the twins ever did and I'm not giving it up that easily." She was confused as to why they were so worried. All her parents ever harped on when she was of age was to wait until- "It this why you wanted me to wait until I was married? So you could find me a Keeper to-to procreate with?"

She was becoming angry and her parents could tell. Lowell stood, leaning against the wall watching for her reactions just as her parents had when they began their tale. Her other brother, Simon, stood next to the large bookcase that held lore and antique books and wouldn't look at her. Instead, his scrutinizing gaze was upon their parents.

"Why the hell did you even hire him? Dante the Demon hunter? The demon slayer. What were you thinking?"

"Why should that be a problem?" Their father nearly snapped shocking her. She had never seen her father's face contort as such.

"Because," Simon growled just as vicious. "We are more than capable of handling our own. Especially our baby sister. We don't need some half-breed scum coming and going from her home whenever he feels like it."

Evanora wanted to chime in that she wasn't a baby anymore but before she could, her mother spoke up.

"He is not to be coming and going as he pleases. That is definitely not okay."

"He's only a temporary solution," her father replied tensely. "But I think the real question is why have you been gambling with him?"

Evanora looked towards her brothers' reddened face. She'd found out about his gambling habit when they were teenagers but after an incident that left him with a broken nose, she'd thought he'd stopped. He'd once told her he was doing better, but the fact he'd still been gambling and with demons nonetheless, it scared her.

"How much?" She asked, willing her brother to look at her.

"Does that matter?" He countered.

"A grand." Lowell chimed in. "The last I heard it was a grand to Dante and more than two to a few others."

"I've squared with some of those," Simon retorted defensively.

"Not with Dante." Their father shook his head. "We paid half your debt for this deal. He was generous enough to basically look over your sister for free. Since you owe so much."

"Since when does the demon hunter have a conscience?" Lowell asked incredulously.

"He doesn't." Simon snapped once more. "What does he ask in return? Evanora? You know his reputation."

"Which is exactly why he was not supposed to enter her home." Their mother calmed. "He didn't...he didn't-"

"Make a pass at you?" Her father supplied. "Did he?"