Demon Hunter

Chapter 6 - Un-natural Rain

"Hey Raven, what's up?" Elliot's voice sounded like some creep had just suffocated him.

"Umm...Elly boy, are you OK?" I asked, concerned.

"I'm fine," he coughed. "Ugh, why lie to myself when I'm not? I just got into a tiny brawl with some assbag of a wrestler who was about 6'7", weighed the size of an airplane, had these scary cat-like eyes with a stupid resting b*tch face."

"Yikes,"

"He started strangling the living daylights out of me, Raven, all 'cause I was dancing with his ex-girlfriend!" Elliot said, extremely upset. "I thought I was going to die. I swear I saw an image of heaven flash a few times as he was stopping air from coming down my throat. This is my first time getting choked and it was terrifying."

"Woah, that freaking brainless, dumb giant buff twit has issues." I rolled my eyes.

Poor Elliot, short of breath and almost losing his life at that hands of someone who clearly belongs in an insane asylum. I'm glad he's alive though.

"Since you called me, is there something you need?" He asked.

I hesitated to tell him, for a moment.

"No, sadly, the evil tryannical Mr. Sweetener isn't dead if you're going to ask me about him."

"It's not that." I bit my lip, lightly. "Can I...stay at your place?"

Silence.

It lasted for about two minutes before he finally spoke.

"Why? The FBI raided your house or thugs took over?"

"Don't even joke like that," I snapped.

Tears started to form at the corners of my eyes.

"My...my dad tried to sell me like a used lamp at a garage sale!"

"Are you serious?" Elliot's voice immediately went from heavy breathing to disbelief. "Shit, Raven, you gotta confront your crazy parent!"

"Oh, I will," I said, sharply. "I have a lot of harsh, hurtful words to say to that ridiculous, pathetic, clownish, immature kid-like adult."

The little tears that I had generated faded as I clutched the steering wheel, in anger.

Fathers are supposed to love their daughters. They're supposed to protect them.

But this father, he's lousy, he's hopeless, he's messed up, and he's willing to sell a human being. I unofficially disown him as a parent. He was never good at it anyway. And no, I'm not saying that because I'm enraged at him.

"If you want me to be there with you when you confront him Raven, I will be." Elliot said, quietly.

"Thanks but I need to face this garbage bag alone," I seethed.

"Erm, all right." Elliot said, uncomfortable and awkward. "I'm coming home soon and when I do, I'll let you in so you have a safe place to crash for the night."

"Thanks," I sighed.

I hung up after that and I drove faster, probably past the speed limit, as the rain poured endlessly.

It was coming down like the ocean, non-stop.

No matter how hard I used my windshield wipers to clear the dashboard, more water came in its place, frustrating me.

"Oh, for f*cks sake," I snarled. "What is this sorcery?!"

I pulled my sexy Mustang over to what I think was the side of the road.

With the amount of rain that's coming down, I'm most likely going to sleep in my damn car.

Turning the radio on to the weather station, I prayed silently that this horrible, strange storm would come to an end.

"Looks like the rain's getting a bit too heavy folks. Power lines in the west side of town have been struck down and---"

CREEEEEEK!

"No, no, no," I groaned to myself, horrified. I tried turning the radio back on to no avail. All power was gone.

It honestly does look like I'll be sleeping here for the whole night instead of at Elliot's. Ugh!

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                   Elliot's P.O.V

Raven had just hung up the phone on me when Stella, the woman I had previously been dancing with and got "punished" for it, walked up to me doing a runway strut, with a twisted, sick smile on her face. Her teeth were perfectly white as were her lips since she opted for snow white lipstick that matched a granny's hair color.

"I just want you to know that any chance you had of dating me is now non-existent." Stella laughed, wickedly. "I like my men strong and brutal. I adore bullies. Crusher won me back by almost murdering you. It was so sweet to see him get all protective like that over me. Sorry honey, you and I were never meant to be. I should have been able to tell your type right away. You're just a nice p*ssy who'll finish last."

She blew a kiss at me, then lit a cigarette, grinning like the b*tch she was.

Perhaps if I took her cigar and burned her with it, she'd love me. She'd show me respect, for sure.

But I'm not like that. That's not how a gentleman acts. That's how a utter serial killer who deserves to be executed acts.

"By the way," Stella continued, her cigar adding to the smoky stench that filled the whole place, "you're lucky my tough kitty cat let you live. Be thankful. He has no blood on his hands."

She cackled like a maniac. She needs help.

Seaweed green hair with dark, black eyes and a waist that every Victoria's Secret Model women posessed, she turned on her tall, leopard printed heels and walked off, swinging back and forth, leaving me in intense misery.

Just then, the speakers roared to life.

"Attention all, the weather has taken a toll for the worse. You can barely see anything in this abnormal condition. Power lines are being cut and it's too dangerous to go outside. It's highly unbelievable. It's unpredictable. We've never seen anything like it. You'll have to stay at this club overnight. And---"

BLEEP!

The speakers stopped working as all of the electricity in this hip, groovy club died.

My thoughts instantly went to Raven.

Is she OK?

She just has to be safe, she just has to.

Raven's a badass though and can take care of herself for the most part but that doesn't stop me from worrying.

I seriously hope she's alright wherever she is...

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               Back to Raven's P.O.V

I sat in my car, listening to the harsh splatter of raindrops outside while doodling hearts on an old newspaper with a pink pen.

I let my thoughts flow freely.

OK, so---

CRASH!

My dashboard exploded as a figure smashed right into it.

I screamed as I looked at the red flesh in front of me.

OH MY GOD.