Author's Note: This has been a story I have been working on for a very long time and I am always looking for ways to improve it. You may sometimes see certain shifts for certain scenes but it will never stray too far from where the story is going. It's just me trying to improve awkward scenes. Anyways...

I hope you all enjoy the story for both new and old readers! =)


Book I

Chapter 1

Her shoulder length honey brown hair was tussled by the night breeze as she ran at full speed down the deserted streets. Her breathing was ragged and her heart was beating rapidly. She stopped abruptly and cursed under her breath. She had reached the end of her path.

Lillie Ezrae heard the sound of wings flapping and a blur landing in front of her. She was faced with a pair of red eyes as it struck viciously at her. Lillie quickly ducked. The attack left a huge gash on the wall behind her millimetres from nearly striking her.

Lillie looked into the beady eyes of her attacker, a winged monkey with his mouth quirked into a grin showing it's serrated teeth. The creature was amused by the fear it was instilling onto his prey as it leaned closer.

"Little innocent girl… running away just like the other one… You'll die… and I'll go back for the other."

The claws were brought down on her. In a quick motion, Lillie had whipped out a sharp metal from her jacket and thrust it into the creature's stomach. Her demeanour had completely changed from a fearful innocent to a fearless warrior. Lillie was too used to fighting against the supernatural creatures that preyed on the innocent to fear them.

"I'm not dying but you are," Lillie said as she kicked back the creature. She began to twirl the pocketknife in her fingers as it began to turn into a meteor hammer swinging it beside her in a circular motion.

The creature's eyes widened. How come his prey seemed more like the predator?

"Are you one of those immortal hunters, who hunt us?" the creature inquired in shock.

"I'm just someone that can't stand watching when someone is in danger," Lillie answered.

She took a step forward and let the ball fly straight towards the creature. The creature shot into the sky to avoid it and dived straight towards her. Lillie pulled the chain causing the ball end to come straight to her. She swung it beside her before she swung it around her leg to change the direction letting the ball fly upwards hitting the creature in the face. The creature came tumbling down as Lillie dived out of the way.

However the creature stopped its fall landing on all fours and pushed off the ground aimed at Lillie with its outstretched claws. Lillie quickly swung the meteor hammer overhead in a circular motion and then swung it in a horizontal motion. The chain wrapped around the creature's neck as it struggled to get it off. Before it could Lillie had pulled the chain tightening it. The creature gasped for air as the chain tightened even more drawing blood and he was dragged closer and closer towards her.

"Wh-what the hell is… is going on?" a shaken horrified voice questioned. Lillie's attention had turned towards the voice seeing a blond haired girl gapped in terror at the scene before her. It was the other 'prey' the creature had been attacking before she came.

The girl was horrified by what she was seeing as she fell to her knees. Obviously she had gone the wrong direction or something...

"Get out of here!" Lillie cried before she snapped her attention back to the creature realizing that she had loosened her grip on the meteor hammer.

The creature sliced down on her causing her to close her eyes waiting for the pain to come but it didn't. She slowly opened her eyes. Those beady eyes seemed to glaze over lifelessly. A sword end was sticking out of its chest as it was pulled out from behind. The creature fell hard onto the ground.

A rather handsome male around the age of eighteen stood there with a wry, cocky smirk that seemed to be always plastered across his lips.

"You snuck out of the house to play Super Lillie, the vigilante of the night to save humans from their own stupidity... again. What did I tell you about that game?"

This handsome male was Stark Anselm. Despite his appearance to seem human, he was a demon, who was arrogant and selfish with a scarier side to him.

"It's not a game and no matter how many times you tell me I'm going to continue to do it. You won't be able to stop me," Lillie cried. Stark's emerald green eyes seemed to dance with amusement as he noticed a scared blond haired girl not far from them. She was still in complete shock.

"She saw what you did to that creature. What are you going to do about it?" Stark questioned indicating the blond haired girl with a tilt of his chin. Lillie frowned in response.

"Let her go? I think she goes to my school..." Lillie trailed off as she was trying to think of a plan. Then she had a brilliant idea. "I KNOW! I can always just tell her she was dreaming the whole thing."

Stark clicked his tongue at her as he used his fingers to brush through his blond hair and began to close the distance between him and the blond haired girl. Lillie cocked her head at Stark wondering what he was doing. Stark's claws had sharpened causing Lillie to race over there at top speed to grab his wrist.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Lillie cried loudly.

"I told you before... no witnesses. How can you live a normal life leaving witnesses around? We'll just have to kill her," Stark stated with a bad boy smirk across his lips as his claws sharpened.

The blond haired girl seemed to finally find her legs as she took a step back and then literally zoomed away. Lillie glared at Stark.

"Look what you did? You scared her away before we could tell her she was dreaming the whole thing!"

Stark gave her a bad boy smirk as he put an arm around her and pulled her closer to whisper into her ear," Who said I was just trying to scare her off?"

Lillie shoved Stark off her and snapped in an accusatory tone," You really meant what you said!"

Stark crossed his arms as he spoke in an obnoxious tone," Serves you right for not listening. You wanted a peaceful life... It's here... and you seemed to want to sabotage it every single night when you go out to save idiots you don't know."

Lillie bit her lower lip with a trouble expression lining over her face. She wasn't human and was highly sought after by all the demons that resided in Hell. In other words, it was like all of Hell was after her. This town was her refuge... her hiding place until she couldn't hide anymore.

Lillie snapped out of her thoughts as she felt herself land on a hard rough surface. Stark had tackled her to the ground furrowing his brows over his shoulder. He didn't turn his gaze as he slowly stood up reaching to wipe blood from the cut on his cheek. Lillie seemed confused as she saw a man with his back hunched and his bloodshot eyes staring hungrily at them.

"Wh-what the-"

Before she could finish her sentence, the man had ran at them and swinging its arm straight at Stark. Stark stepped back easily avoiding it as he took the chance to grab its arm and pulled roughly. The arm was ripped form the man's shoulder, but the man didn't even react. Lillie furrowed her brows as the smell of death permeated her senses.

A corpse that moves?

Lillie's eyes widened as she was pulled into Stark narrowly becoming sliced in half. Lillie was looking into another man but this man looked like he'd rolled in dirt and was rotting in various parts of his body. Stark had grabbed the second man by the head throwing him into the other one before he punched straight through their skulls consecutively.

"Did you ever think... you could maybe use a pocketknife instead of shoving your hand in there," Lillie inquired. Stark smirked.

"I have claws... Its sharper than your pocketknife," Stark remarked arrogantly. Lillie sighed loudly before walking away from Stark.

Stark stood in his place watching her leave as a devious smirk appeared over his face.

"Where are you heading, Lill," he questioned. Lillie glanced over her shoulder at Stark in irritation.

"Where else? Home!"

Stark rolled his eyes as he pointed in the other direction with his thumb," Home is that way, genius."

"Oh, right, yeah, that way," Lillie muttered with a nervous laugh as she began heading in the direction Stark was pointing. Stark snorted at her before walking along beside her.

"What a nice night stroll huh? I hope you knew how to get back home. Oh! Do you need me to walk you home from now on in case you get lost or... attacked by dead things," Stark teased.

"I know the way home! I might get lost sometimes... like twice... or... three... ten..." Lillie trailed off as she scrunched up her nose.

"So that just means I need to triple that."

Lillie threw the pocketknife at him. It hurtled past his head. Stark only laughed in response at her futile attempt.


Blood soaked into the pavement as a man attempted to crawl his way into the well-lit streets hoping someone would help him.

A path of blood smeared in his wake. The pain in his stomach was unbearable... and terror filled his eyes hoping his attacker wouldn't be near. He remembered the smell of death before glowing red eyes attacked him...

A shadow loomed over him blocking his path. The man slowly looked up into a pair of mismatched eyes, one being red and the other was light brown. The figure had a hood darkening the lower half of his face.

"H-help… s-somebody... m-my friends..." the man pleaded in a hoarse voice reaching at the figure. The figure bent down over the man.

"Hm... I can't let you get away. What if you tell others what you saw? I'd get in trouble," the figure said darkly as he took out a knife," Say goodbye… to this world. Don't worry. I'll add you to my little experiment."

In a quick motion, he had slit the man's throat. He held no remorse in his eyes watching the man slowly gasp for his last breath. Then he began to drag the dead man away.