((So so so sorry about the long wait, I have been extremely busy, and also was battling with massive writers block. Hope youâ€™ll forgive me =( since I took so long I will make this post EXTRA long! =( Again very sorry.)<br/><br/>She walked along the abandoned streets of her city, finding it nice she didnâ€™t have to sneak around. The distant clock tower chimed a few times signaling that midnight had arrived. The active hours had begun. Cleo stopped briefly as she rummaged through her pantâ€™s pocket. Her hand grasped onto something, and she pulled it out. A small earpiece was in between her pointer and middle fingers. She placed the technology on her right ear, and pressed the button on the outside.<br/><br/>â€œWelcome back Cleo,â€ A familiar voice chimed through.<br/>â€œHey Cal,â€ she said with a small smile as she began walking again, â€œAny news on Dirk?â€<br/>â€œDirk from weaponry or the demon?â€<br/>â€œI think you know which one I mean,â€ Cleo answered rolled her eyes.<br/>â€œThatâ€™s Cleo, always straight to business.â€ He let out a sigh, â€œAt least humor me a little!â€<br/>â€œThis is serious Cal.â€ She said with a little agitation, â€œThe streets are empty because of this bastard. People are afraid to go outside anymore, and from the way I see it Dirk will be striking again tonight. Now if you donâ€™t want more families to die you will treat this professionally. You as a hunter should know that.â€<br/>He laughed a little, â€œThen why are they making me run data?â€<br/>She groaned, â€œCal, you know you canâ€™t fight with a broken arm.â€<br/>â€œI could use it as a club!â€ He laughed a little, but when all he heard was silence back he stopped, â€œIâ€™ll run your stupid dataâ€¦â€<br/>â€œThatâ€™s a good boy,â€ She chuckled a little.<br/>â€œLooks like your demon is making a pattern, he is leaving a trail. Each murder is not far from the otherâ€¦â€<br/>â€œSeems like he wants to be foundâ€¦â€ She mumbled a little.<br/>â€œThatâ€™s what I was thinking.â€ He chimed back, â€œTake a left on Gainsborough Avenue, that should lead you in the right direction.â€<br/><br/>She did as she was told, her pace picking up a little bit. She remembered that each murder took place in between 12:30 a.m. and 2 a.m., which made her believe she didnâ€™t have much time at all. Her mind flashed back to the scene of the crimes, each victim was dismembered, and each had a distinguishing mark on their chests. A circle with an extended line straight through it, and with each time she saw that mark the more angered she became.<br/><br/>â€œSo, why did you leave so quickly?â€ Cal said breaking her thoughts, â€œI wanted to dance with you.â€<br/>â€œI heard,â€ She simply stated in a monotone, â€œBut you know how much I detest parties.â€<br/>â€œHunters need breaks too Cleoâ€¦â€<br/>She shook her head, remembering that her families murder was still roaming the country. â€œWell I donâ€™t.â€<br/><br/>Off in the distance she heard a shriek ring through the night. Her eyes darted in the direction it came from, and she sprinted off. Her hands reached behind her back grabbing onto the katanas. She pulled them out resting them at her side as she made her way to the scream. The cries droned on and on, making her shiver a little.<br/>â€œCleo whatâ€™s going on?!â€ Cal cried through.<br/>â€œShut up for a few minutes ok?â€ She hissed back.<br/><br/>She rounded into an alley, and the screaming stopped. She could feel it, the lingering sting of a fresh tormented soul. Slowly she walked, turning left down a dead end alleyway. A monstrous creature loomed over a freshly killed woman, his hand placing a soul right into his mouth, devouring it. She looked to the woman, her body was in pieces, and under closer inspection she noticed the mark on her chest. Dirk had struck again.<br/><br/>This is the first time she actually saw Dirk. His build was massive, about twice the size of a normal man. His eyes were crimson, glowing in the pale light of the moon. Horns protruded from his head curving around his face. His teeth were sharp, and stained black. For a moment Cleo hesitated, knowing that this particular demon had consumed too many souls.<br/>â€œCalâ€¦â€ She whispered, â€œI might need some back up.â€<br/><br/>Dirk whipped his head around as she said that, a smile forming on his blood drenched lips.<br/>â€œA lone hunter!â€ he laughed, â€œwhat a beautiful sight indeed! I was waiting for you to catch up! I hear hunterâ€™s souls are simply divine! I sense you have a strong one, hope you donâ€™t mind if I have it!â€<br/><br/>He lunged at her; his claw like hands came toward her menacingly. Inches before they clung onto her she dodged him, making him stumble a little. She brought her right katana up slashing him across his back. Dirk yelped in displeasure, swinging his arm hitting Cleo in the torso. She hit a brick wall with a thud, the force knocking the wind out of her lungs, and flinging her right katana out of her hand. She fell to the ground paralyzed for a bit, trying to regain her breathing.<br/>She heard the demon coming closer, and she looked up seeing him hover over her. A sinister smile on his face. She tried to hurry to get back up; she took her left katana and thrust it forward. The blade went through his chest, and she looked up to his eyes. Waiting for them to be void of life.<br/>Instead he laughed at her, grabbing her arm. He pulled the blade farther through him, making her get closer to him. He looked down at her, watching her face grow weary of the situation.<br/>â€œMissed my heart hunterâ€¦â€<br/>He tightened his grip on her left arm, making her let go of the sword. Slowly with his free hand he took the sword out of his chest, and dropped it. He twisted around her, forcing her arm behind her back. Desperate, Cleo tried to reach her sword that rested on the ground before her. Cleo became enveloped in pain, as he began to yank on her arm, preventing her from moving for it.<br/>â€œI wonder,â€ he smiled as Cleo gasped with each wave of pain, â€œIf a hunter would still fight without an arm? Iâ€™m dying to test the theory.â€ He put his head down to her level, â€œArenâ€™t you?â€<br/>She gritted her teeth, as tears of pain fell down her face. She shook her head.<br/>â€œWell thatâ€™s a pity,â€ He laughed a little, â€œWeâ€™re going to find out anyway.â€<br/><br/>He began to pull slowly, savoring every moment of pain that rushed through Cleoâ€™s body. Her right foot scrambled around trying to bring her sword closer to her. She felt her arm pop out of its socket, and she let out a scream. She trembled wondering if she was going to win this fight. Her sword now rested in between her feet. Maneuvering slightly, she quickly spun the sword around, cutting through his ankles.<br/><br/>He let go of her arm as he fell to the ground screeching in pain. Seeing her chance Cleo grabbed the katana off the ground with her good arm, and thrust it through Dirkâ€™s heart.  She looked at him as he yelled in pain.<br/>â€œI would have fought no matter what,â€ She said through gritted teeth twisting the sword.<br/><br/>She watched the light leave his eyes with satisfaction. She took her sword out of him and put it back in the case on her back. Her right hand went to her limp left arm, with a quick movement the arm popped back into the socket with a final surge of pain.<br/>â€œCal, forget back up,â€ she sighed, â€œI got him, I need clean up here now.â€<br/>She walked over to her other katana and put it away also.<br/>â€œDo you need a medic?â€ he asked with a worried tone, â€œIt sounded like a rough fight.â€<br/>â€œIâ€™ll be fine.â€ She groaned, â€œIâ€™m going to freelance for awhile now, Iâ€™ll be back before dawn.â€<br/>â€œWait Cleo I-â€œ He stammered but Cleo had taken the earpiece out and placed it back in her pocket once she shut it off.<br/>She took a deep breath taking one last look at the demon before sauntering off back into the city streets.