Cleo looked across the city with careful eyes, between the sparkling of the bustling night life, and the movement of the traffic weaving in and out of streets she felt somewhat at ease. The world was going about it's typical business without knowing the battle that raged rampantly through the darker side of the city. She preferred it this way, she wished for nothing more than the normality for everyone under her watchful eye. She often enjoyed taking the burden this life gave her, knowing when she took this life it mean the saving of others from demonic misfortunes. However, she would not wish this life on anyone else, it was one filled with hardship and sacrifice. The role of a hunter is not for the faint of heart, cowardice would more than likely end in death, or worse soullessness.<br/><br/>She let out a smile, happy for everyone beneath her on the city streets. Living life without a worry in the world, even if she did envy them she knew she could never go back to that lifestyle. So instead she basked in their lively glow, a glow that was nonexistent in her organization.<br/><br/>She looked to the watch around her wrist, curious by just how long she had been standing there. The clock glowed briefly showing her 5:19 a.m., she huffed a little agitated with herself for idling for so long.<br/><br/>The night was almost done, and she only successfully killed 3 demons that night. She fondly remembered that around 3 a.m. she had happened upon a man surrounded by two female demons. They were quick to dispose of but the man took a good chunk of time just to calm down. She shook her head dispelling the memory, and took one last look at the city.<br/><br/>As she looked again she could see the sun beginning to make somewhat of a presence on the edge of town. She turned to walk away, to go back to the mansion not wanting to welcome the sun. Demon attacks were less frequent during the day anyway, so usually the newbies in the organization usually took the day shift. She took her communicator out of her pocket and pressed the button on the side as she place it in her ear.<br/><br/>"Cal, send a car," She said sternly into the communicator, "I'm coming home."<br/>"Finally you contact me!" He responded, "You made the boss worried sick!"<br/>"Shut up and come get me. I'm in no mood."<br/>"Aww what? Is someone tired?" He cooed back with a mocking tone.<br/>She rolled her eyes, "Tired of you is more like it. Just send the fucking car."<br/>"Ouch!" He said with fake sadness and a laugh, "Cut me deep!"<br/>"Don't tempt me..."<br/>"Ok, fine, whatever, I'll send you a car."<br/>"Good." she pressed the communicator button again letting it go dead yet again.