Midnight Madness.

Prologue

May 17th. The clock tower just rang indicating it was 12: 30. Midnight, the rain just ended after showering the city for several hours. The air felt heavy and clustered with water particles making it very damp.
Under a flickering spotlight stood a hooded figure, not surprised the figure knew all modes of transportation died, due to the impossible weather especially since thunder erupted and lighting hid behind the clouds like monster showcasing his shadows. As if it's telling the city to prepare for another storm. But the weather didn't stop the figure to move around and get to its destination.

The hooded figure pressing on an earpiece of communications: "Yes sir, I am in front of the golden eyes office."
The other end of the communication line: "keep caution, agent Caulfield. Our previous sources detected several heat signatures followed by high readings of angelic and demonic origins, keep your eyes open and don't engage in any form of combat. We are trying to gain trust not cause havoc."

Hooded figure: "Sir, with all due respect, may you cut down on your unspeakable drinking habits during your supposed late-night research assignments? It seems Rum has negatively impacted you. What do you mean angelic and demonic? you mean to tell me a demon and an angel are in the same building "
Commander: "Caufield I handed you this mission because you're the only one with enough metal capabilities to recruit our target. As I have briefed you, this mission is out of our realm of understanding."

The sudden yelling from the other side of the door, interrupting the conversion between the commander and the hooded figure. "Who the hell thinks I need a partner in my cases!? I work better alone anyway!!" the door swings open, leaving both the door and wall it slammed severally riddled with cracks. "Get your ass in here already Caufield! if we are gonna work, together I want this done as fast as it can be." standing in front of the hooded figure a male, 5'9, dressed in a black hoodie, red shredded jeans and worn out white sneakers. The air grew thicker and even colder than it already is as his presence causes this unnatural atmosphere to grow around them.

The hooded figure slowly took their hood off revealing a person with red-ish chestnut hair, white-ish green eyes and fair pale skin with short pointy elf ears, staring in disbelief at the person who just bellowed her name.
Caulfield: "h-how?" interrupting her, he reaches for her ear but she pulls back and in a swift move pulls a dagger from her side and pin it against his throat. "what are you trying to do?"

He stares into her eyes with his own bright golden ones, sending gentle shivers down her spine, he places two fingers which are pressing down on her communication device "thank you captain Erza I'll take it from here." He presses down with enough pressure on the device crushing it between his fingers and tossing it away.

Caulfield: "answers, now!" trying to sound as intimidating as she possibly can, she pushes him back and prepare herself to fight him, but he only yawns revealing jagged teeth sharper than any knife. he ignores the red-haired, walking into his office as he gestures her to follow him. "Answers, huh?" He throws her a folder over his shoulder, that she grabs the file and sits down.

'Batman wannabe.' She slowly opens the file, the file contained a mug shot, almost a selfie-like, picture of the male who posing in the same dorky bloated cheeks look in the mug shot, that she looks up at for a moment of comparison. Caulfield, deep in thought examines the file.

'Hmm. Name: X Nero Nobody, age: 21 years of age, profession: private investigator. So far everything seems normal, wait place of birth is uh. Moonlight city? A survivor!? Impossible, how did he survive the Sunset massacre?' placing the file on top of the pile of files and she gets a flashback from her old days.

-Flashback-

A 7 years old Annabella ran up to her dad who sat in the middle of a very luscious garden, facing a knight in white armor white and mix of moss, vines, and leaves, she knew that this was important so she sneaked close by, enough for her acute sense of hearing which made her pick up on what they were saying.