2641- a supernatural fanfic

Prologue

Star

The black smoke came out of his mouth and went out the window. He couldn’t have gotten too far. I beat him up pretty bad with holy water and salt (making sure I didn’t touch any of it myself). Usually, I’d just kill them with the demon blade, but you see… the vessel just happened to be the lead singer of my favourite band… so I can’t kill him… you understand right?

I could still sense a demon in the area, so its probably found a new vessel. He won’t get away (as long as he isn’t in another member). I checked for a pulse. Good, its here and strong. I take his phone and dial 911.

“45 Rockville Road” I say, then hang up.

I leave the building and get into my 1963 vw van (what? It’s a classic and functional), plug in my i-pod and put it on shuffle. All Time Low “Vegas” started blaring.

“A beautiful car should not be playing such poor music.” A voice from behind said.

In about two seconds flat, I undid my seatbelt, grabbed my demon blade, and was in the backseat on top of whoever it was. My right eye turned pure black, as it always does.

Right… that probably sounds weird. So, its introduction time. I’m Star Wells. I’m a 16 year semi demon girl who loves pop punk , fantasy and adventure novels, black clothes and writing. The demon part? Well… when I was 13 a demon possesed me. A local hunter exorcised me but… the demon had a trick. Before it left, it changed a part of my soul into… well… nothing. I was semi demon. But now I use my semi demon powers to do good and hunt down shit.

Now back to the current story.

It was a girl. She looked about my age and had red hair and brown eyes. She looked like she came out of the 1950s. She had one of those tea length dresses that was slightly puffy. Hers was a light pink. She had white simple heels and a white bandana around her head. Since I dress in full black and combat boots, I hate it.

“Who the fuck are you and what the fuck are you doing in my car?” I hiss.

“You’re car is very nice, and I sensed a demon, so I came in.”

My eye went back to normal. 

“How do you sense demons?” I questioned.

“Well you see..” She said “I have a little eye trick to.”

Her eyes began to glow. I gasped. I knew that glow. It was dimmer than most, but still a glow.

“You’re an angel.” I breathed. Then my hunter questioning instinct came through. “Why are you on earth and what do you want with me.”

She sighed.”Well...I’m kind of on parole…”

“Come again?”

“I may have done a crime against humanity… and it involved a few people getting killed and injured… so my punishment is ‘to be banished to earth until she can balance out her acts with good acts’ basically meaning save as many people you killed.”

“So… what’s with coming here?”

“I want work with a hunter. And I chose you.”

“Uhm… I’m not sure if you realize this… but you’re an angel…I’m a demon… this is going to end poorly.”

“I’m a bad angel, you’re a good demon, we’re both misfits. It balances each other out.”

“Sorry, but I work alone, so can you get of my car before I…”

“I can help you find the demon that turned you.”

I freeze. Really?My lifelong goal can be solved by this damn angel.

“Help me save all the lives, and the last deed will be to kill him.”

I debate it for a few minutes, waying out the pros and cons. Finally, I sigh.

“Fine, put on a seatbelt.”

She crawled into shotgun with no words or expression.

“So… how many people do we need to save?”

“2641”

“SAY WHAT NOW!?!?”

***

That was three years ago.

So far, mostly because have saving a whole small town, they have saved 735 people.

This is the story of a half demon and an angel on parole saving the world, like most hunters.

And all the crazy shit they get into.

(A/N: Hey guys, so since I also do Daughter of Time, this one will be updated less frequently, but they will be long. Each chapter will be like one episode (At least I’ll try). Hope you enjoy!

Liv)