A Demon Deal (Kidge)

Chapter 3.

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A dark cold night that held fear of rain falling but it never would since it wasn't damp enough. A twenty four year old sat driving a jeep, singing along to a song as his sister was on the phone. He was tall and held strength to fight when needed. Fair skin, caring hazel eyes and long hazel hair in a messy pony tail. A scar on his left cheek and he was a hunter known as Matthew Holt but he went by as matt.

His sister was short but had a nice body shape and good bumps. Pale skin with cute freckles over her cheeks, nose and parts of her body. Short sofa hazel hair ending at her shoulders and bright pretty hazel eyes hidden behind round nerdy glasses. A scar laid on her left wrist that she always hid under a dark green rubber bracelet. She was a hunter known as Pidge Gunderson but she was correctly a Holt and the twenty year old  little sister.

"What did the old man say" Matt asked as he drive the red jeep, glancing to her before turning back to the road. The radio music playing in the background as the only light came from the car lights or the moon shining over them. 

"Coran passed on the location where we needed, A single farm crops have suddenly died while the small farms grounds around him is full of life an still growing. Farmer didnt think much of it and just guess it was bad crop this term. But the middle farm, doesn't it seem a little strange, so Coran went down and well he did a scan but it seems" Pidge explained as she pulled out the map looking where they need to go.

"But" Matt spoke up as he glanced to his sister who was looking for the best route to take.

"But it seems he didnt need a scan, he could feel the demonic power straight away. Meaning if a mere human can feel it before he even reached the farm, a strong demon or two got out" Pidge sighed before telling him where to turn off. 

An hour later the two was pulling up on an old muddy road that would lead to more of the farming grounds of the farmer and his house. But the two pulled up early on the muddy road closer to the farm area that been ruined within the last couple days.  

The siblings walked over to the back of the jeep, pulling out their belts full of pouches filled with salts, holy water and a silver folding pocket knife. A small bible  in one pouch and their weapon of chose strapped to their belt.

"So, where are we meeting up with the old man" Matt asked as they started walking once the jeep locked up. 

"By the open field, an old windmill has been left to fall apart and well" Pidge started  to say as they walked in the small foot path between to corn field. 

"He thinks any demons that popped up from hell would be there, perfect place to hide up and do evil deeds without fear of hunters finding you. After all most would wait a week before checking it out while we a little different then most" Matt grinned and Pidge nodded. 

"Well they clearly strong demons" Pidge frowned as she felt the demonic power and it was rather strong, no wonder a normal human also felt it. 

"Yeah, lets hope they dont put up much of a fight. We may be trained but we not immortal" Matt sighed as he looked up ahead seeing the outline of the falling apart windmill that seemed to be fixed up slightly.