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maybe it was just the insanity of her situation, maybe it was her own mind. kade didn't quite know and nor did she quite particularly care. all she knew was that she had killed one more target in her ever shrinking and expanding list.

now listen here, she wasn't some psychopathic being, no, she was rather mortal through and through, but her ... occupation made it otherwise.

kade had been human once, as all of everyone in san creado had probably been. her occupation as a demon hunter made it so that her lifespan had been stretched past the normal foreseeable limits for a human. and so she had ceased being human, and mortal, or so it seemed.

sitting in her old and falling apart home with her eyes on the ceiling and a glass of moonshine held between her fingers, blood staining the glass red. she laughed herself hoarse there, the bare light bulb flickering above her as she sat there, finding humor in the wreck that her life had become.

her mind was back in the days before she had taken up demon hunting. she remembered being younger, of looking up at her fiance back when they were thirteen, when the two best friends had known that he had a terminal illness. she remembered setting up their future baby's room in their mansion, filled with so many other people. she remembered the night that half the mansion went up in flames, and she could remember the screaming of her family as something killed them before it came for her.

jolting into a more alert state she sat up hard, eyes immediately falling to the human girl and demon she had locked up in her house, both gagged. sighing she set down her glass of alcohol and stood up, walking over to the girl, tipping her head up and looking into her eyes. she almost felt bad as she moved to the demon she had caught.

pulling out a knife she hummed, casually flipping it around to point the tip towards herself, smiling as she lifted the demon's chin with the hilt, voice low as she began her questioning. the girl, a demon worshipper, a worshipper of the demon she was always hunting, didn't last an hour before she was screaming and begging for mercy against the hunter's techniques.

the hours she spent "interrogating" were hours she was grateful to be so far from the city for. no doubt she had attracted the whole vampire gang with the stench of blood, they could have the girl for all she wanted. she had a damn message to deliver, and she knew the demon looked through its disciples and worshippers. not that it stopped her, it just pissed her off.

sitting outside her house with her weapons soaking in a tub at her side kade could finally stretch. seeing how empty the night was she laid back against the stairs, arms crossed behind her head as she began to sing, her mind drifting to more recent memories, to memories of hunting with mari, with her old friend. taking a drag from her cigarette kade cleared her throat, sensing someone's presence nearby, [color=#7F525D]"take whatever you want of the bodies, freshly killed and more than enough blood. be careful, demon blood has strange qualities." she forewarned, senses telling her the newcomer was a member of san creado.