Chapter 59 - Friend or Foe? (1)

Staring into the distance as Irie holds my hand, I begin to realize that someone is watching us from a distance. I'm currently unsure of the situation at hand here since they could be an enemy or a friend.

I watched for a few moments as they began to notice that I knew exactly where they were. It seems they'll be making their way over here but I'm not sure if I should wait or not.

That vision could happen right now and I wouldn't even know if this is the person I need to prevent from doing that or not.

But after waiting for a moment I could see a man with scars like before who was approaching. It was the man I saw back in the hall at the headquarters, but what is he doing here?!?!

"Head inside for now Irie." I say cautiously.

"I don't want to leave you out here yourself." Irie replies with worry in her voice.

"I'll be okay, just go inside for now." I command while looking directly at the man.

He was definitely the guy from before but him being here wasn't necessarily a good sign at all. He walked towards me with his hands in his pockets and didn't seem to have much to indicate if he was about to strike or not.

"The guy who was in a hurry, that's you." He speaks up as he gets a bit closer.

"Yeah. What brings you here?" I respond while keeping calm.

"Vivian and J believe that you could be a problem." He says while looking at me.

"So you're here to fight then." I reply while preparing to fight.

We both stood there quietly for a few moments before he finally began to speak again.

"Nah. I needed to see you again myself but it doesn't seem to be the way they said." The Man says as he runs his hand through his hair.

"Who even are you?" I question with a serious tone.

"Names Damien, I'm a pro in the field. But you don't seem like a threat to me." He answers as he shrugs.

I understand why they would see me as a problem since I wasn't in control of anything before but I didn't think about this being the outcome. This guy seemed more like the type to fight, rather than talk.

"What now then?" I question.

"We'll go our separate ways for the time being. I'm not sure what will happen at our next meeting, but be careful till then." Damien responds as he turns around.

I just gave him a nod before he turned around and waited till he went away. It seems I didn't need to concern myself with a fight for the time being but it didn't mean that we wouldn't meet again.

He was someone I'd see down the line since he was part of the demon hunters just like I was before. They've made it clear what they intend to do with me though, that's something I've taken note of.

I wasn't hoping to be right about them but it seems that they are proving everything I said so far. Being shady, keeping those demons or devil's in cells to use for power, and now sending someone after me.

More issues just seem to pop up the more time goes by, I'll sort it out either way. I'm sick of corrupt people and all these damn creatures that I have to deal with.

It's all such a damn pain in the ass that in slowly beginning to wonder if someone is putting all of this in my path. Just know that this won't stop me from saving everyone in this damn world!

I went back inside after that whole thing and took a seat back with the others in the living room. Listening as they all exchanged stories of everything they've been through since starting in the demon hunters.

Living your whole life as someone who has seen nothing but bloodshed is a tough life to live. Most of them have had that kind of experience which doesn't surprise me.

I can only hope that one day they'll experience the peace that they deserve to have.

"What about you Kamako?" Miro asks while everyone quiets down.

"I don't have that crazy of a story if I'm honest here." I respond while looking around the room.

Most of my life was pretty normal until I met Irie so I can't say that it's anything crazy. I never experienced any killing until the day I began a prophet.

That's when everything changed for me, the day Irie gave me power and told me the purpose I had.

I trained hard to become what I am now but nothing was without a sacrifice. I've given up the life from before to fight against demons from hell.

"Really?" Miro questions with a bit of curiosity in his voice.

"I mostly lived a normal life and worked a normal job." I answer while thinking back to those days.

I worked a 9-5 job where I barely made enough to get by most days, my boss didn't like me at all. He acted like he did but none of that was real, it was proven when he fired me.

My life has been pretty shitty for the longest time. Graduating from school and working to prove that I wasn't going to just be a nobody. Though my girlfriend never believed me so she ended up leaving and then eventually I found a job good enough for me to figure things out.

Yeah, life wasn't the greatest before this.

"Damn, that doesn't sound as bad as the shit we dealt with. Wish I could've had that for a bit." Miro says as he takes a sip from his cup.

The normal lifestyle doesn't suit most of the people here, but I hope they can experience it one day. I just hope that it will be a lot better for them when it happens.