𝕬 𝕱𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓 𝕯𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓

𝟎𝟎𝟎.

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Bright city lights sprayed across walkways as cars speed to unknown destinations, amongst the chaos of New York, walked a man, his soulless eyes looked around at the humans around him, searching for a place where the most desperate would be, a smile that could only be described as evil stretched upon his face. His footsteps were silent as he walked towards a building, where sad, and pained souls can be found.

The snow white haired man walked through the entry way of the bar, the door making a small ding, alerting the residences inside that he had entered. Not many were inside, only four customers and a bar tender who greeted him with a small nod.

Only one caught the mans attention. A women, her hair was dark brown, slightly curled, she wore a blood red shirt, with blue jeans, but what caught his eye the most was, her soul, it was filled with sorrow, disdain, and just plain out grief, the type of soul that would be willing to make a deal with a monster like himself.

He fixed his suite as he walked towards her, "excuse me ma'am is this seat taken?" he asked flashing a small smile. She looked up at him, and he almost lost his breath at the crystal clear blue that met his soulless black, she copied his smile "It depends, what would you do if I said no?"

"Well then, I would respect that answer and leave you alone"

She nodded her head with approval, "Luckily for you that's the correct answer, you may sit" she gestured her hands at the empty seat beside her.

Before he sat down he caught her eyes, they stared at each other for a moment, then the man sat down himself onto the black barstool, he looked towards the bar tender and ordered a whiskey on rocks.

In the corner of his eye he saw the woman looking at him and he smiled internally, he had casted the bait, and she was about to bite, "My name is Juliet, what's yours?" she stuck her hand out for a handshake

He turned to face her, a smirk playing at his lips, he shook her hand as he answered "Simon Peter"

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It was long into the night, Simon and Juliet talked about nothing and everything, they laughed and made many jokes, they had also drunk many dinks.

They now were walking sluggishly around New York, laughing loudly at the others drunkenness. For minutes ago they had been kicked out of the empty bar.

In a fit of giggles Juliet said one thing, one thing that would change her life, something that would change many lives, something that Simon Peter was waiting for the whole night he had spent with the beautiful distraught women.

"Would you like to go to my place?"

A full smirk graced the demons mouth, oh he was going to enjoy this, in a kind, caring voice he replied "I would love to, Juliet"

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Nine months later a baby who, should have never graced the earth with his presence was born. His skin was pale, his hair white as fresh snow, and soulless crystal blue eyes, and as his mother uttered his simple name, ravens scattered into the brightly lit sky.

Juliet had given birth to a cursed monster, a monster who shouldn't of been born. But in the world of the supernatural, things that are not natural are born everyday.