Balthazar S1 Epi 2: Cursed For Eons

Chapter One: Unexpected

(a/n)
This is Ashton Cane.

Jennifer's POV

My name is Jennifer Gregson, I'm 39 years old, and I'm a friend of Balthazar Michaels likewise.

I watched the news about Claire's death, it was horrible. I cried and sobbed and this kind of went on for hours. I've known Claire since she was a prostitute-- Actually, we both were, and we had to look after each other, very much like siblings.

I tried everything, switching the channels, exercising, and even drinking. I haven't drink any alcoholic beers in a while, not since the drastically, fearful a experience.

It's funny how life works. Losing someone you love, it's an utterly miserable stage; it feels like you're losing a part of yourself.

I was at the bar taking a shots of Vodka. And by shots I mean drinking the entire bottle. I practically drank out the whole bar. Everyone was stunned, horrified, they probably never seen a woman who drink as much as they do, but of course, I was just too drunk to bother talking to them, in fact, I'm way too drunk to care.

Although, while I was drinking I noticed someone-- Someone I've never seen before, and he seems to be looking at me steadily, with an ambivalent feelings: fear and hatred. The unbridled rage inside of his eyes was viciously melting through my eyes, if looks could have kill, I would definitely be dead.

I turned around back to the bar counter and stared continuously at my glass bottle I was holding. I pondered about Claire's death, and I began to think that maybe her death was planned. The reason why I thought of this is because she never hated anyone, she didn't even hold grudges, she wasn't like the others, she was special just like me.

Then it hit me like a baseball bat to the head.

I quickly turned around to see the person who was once sitting there has completely cease to exist, gone.

Or is he?

After paying for my drinks I got out of the bar and walked home.

Everything was normal, the beautiful night-sky shining brightly, the usual parties in apartments, all of it was truly plain

Until, suddenly, I turned around and saw the guy who was in the bar, only difference is following me on the other side of the sidewalk. Creepy.

I knew that I was going to die just like Claire, but I didn't want to make it easy for even if he is a demon.

So I continued on walking steadfastly, until I came to one of the allies, which I turned in.

I got into this abyss, but ironically this darkness wasn't nearly as dark as the creepy, demonic stalker who's planning to kill me.

Darkness was completely surrounding me from every area I turn. For this reason I calmed myself down, I concentrated on my breathing. Then I focused on the alley's opening, but, somehow, strangely the demon didn't enter and that made me uneasy-- Utterly uneasy.

The silence began to echo creepily, even the alley rats ran away, petrified.

I backed up a bit, until I realized that I'm backing into the demon's hold. Luckily, I turned and quickly kicked him, he stumbled but he didn't fall. He got angry and he charged at me, I dodged the punches and threw punches of my own, and when the punches were to no avail; I kicked him directly to his penis.

He finally fall, I panted sharply.

A part of me knew that he was faking it, it was just a matter of time.

So I ran to what seems to be a dead end. There was two ways to escape: dumpster and sewer.

I picked dumpster. So I ran over to it, open the lid and jumped in and closed it.