Episode 1

Olivia frowned and looked back and forth between his dad and Owen before looking back over at Genesis and offering him a shrug. In all honesty, he was pretty confused too. He'd never heard of a demon in the area before, and though his dad had told him a little about them, he didn't know much. Though they were supposed to be bad...

"Most likely.", Owen stated, a deep frown on his face as he glanced over at Everett. If it had attacked Genesis and Olivia in the park, then it was pretty obvious that his nephew was the target. He sighed and rubbed at his temples, getting frustrated by this whole mess. The radio in the car lit up a few times as he cursed to himself and played static before ultimately going out. This was pretty bad. He glanced over at the driver's side and saw Everett watching him. He opened his mouth to speak, but a blur of colour in his peripheral vision killed the words on his tongue. "Everett! Stop!", he yelled, but it was too late. The car hit the person crossing the road with a sickening thud.

Olivia screamed in the back seat and covered his face. He was used to gore and nasty things, but seeing a living person get hit was an entirely different story. Owen cursed loudly and got out of the car quickly, the engine dying as he did. He went around to the front of the car quickly to see the damage and was a bit stunned to see the person, a mere boy... probably Genesis's age, pulling himself to his feet staggeringly. He hurried over to help him, steadying him carefully. "Shit... shit...", he grumbled. "Are you okay?"

Everett watched for a moment before a deep frown plagued his face. He looked at the radio and then at Owen before looking back at the boy he just hit with the car. "Olivia," he started. "There's holy water in the trunk, get it." He ordered as he opened his door. "Owen, stop." He stated bluntly. "Think about what just happened. If the boy is getting up from that, what do you think is going on?" He explained as he watched closely.

Genesis on the other hand never took his eyes off the boy who now seemed to be... smirking? This wasn't good. This was bad. Very bad. He could feel some kind of danger but he wasn't sure what it was just yet. Was it this guy? Who was this guy anyway and why did he look so damn familiar? No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even really blink, it was like he was frozen in place.

Everett on the other hand got out of the car and went over to Owen, pulling him away from the teen. "There's no way this kid would be okay with a hit like that. Stay back and don't let him touch you." He said as he went over to the boy himself, trying to keep Owen back a little ways.

Owen frowned and stayed back by the car, ready to protect his nephew at all cost. He didn't want to believe it, but he knew Everett was right. This boy was definitely possessed. He growled, angry at himself for not noticing sooner. If he had, he would have told Everett to just run him down. Though he was angry, Owen kept a clear head, ready to use his anger to his advantage should anything happen.

Olivia hurried to the trunk, pulling it open and rifling around until he found what he was looking for. There were several grenade shaped objects filled with pressurized holy water. He grabbed a few and ran back around the car, hurrying to the front. From what he could see, the boy hadn't moved now that he was standing, but he had a grin on his face and seemed to be staring into the car, directly at Genesis.

"Oh. I'm not interested in any of you.", the boy said finally, his voice somewhat warped. His eyes were still locked on Genesis, and his grin grew.... as soon as the young djinn stepped out of the car, he would be his. "Though I must say, hunter, it's nice to see you again in such good shape." He chuckled softly and took a step closer, using the very strength of his will to compel the young djinn in the car to just get out.

Owen growled, realizing suddenly what the demon was doing and stepped in front on him, blocking Genesis from his view. "You will not have him.", he said dangerously, his blue eyes seeming to grow brighter. If the demon took one more step, he wouldn't hold back.

Genesis did his best to look away, though failing. There wasn't much he could really do. He was stuck. From what the boy was implying he could only assume who he was really after. This wasn't good. This wasn't what he was asking for! Part of him wanted to run but the other part told him to stay in the car. If he stayed where he was he was safe, but there was a growing feeling of flight instead of fight. Stay in the car.... Stay. In. The. Car. Four little words that were battling in his mind with 'get out of the car'. His mind was becoming confused and cluttered, not knowing what to do until Everett hit the hood of the car as hard as he could snapping his attention so suddenly that it actually scared him.

"Genesis, don't look at him. Don't listen to him. Don't get out of the car." Everett ordered as he took the holy water capsules from Olivia. "Son," he started, speaking to Olivia. "the boy saved you earlier, it's your turn to save him. You know how to make the charms, there's a marker in the glove box, I want you to draw the most powerful one you can remember on him." He stated, readying himself. This was it, he was going to get the demon that tried to kill him. He was worried, but he had Owen with him and he knew Owen was a powerful djinn. "Owen, can you pull demons out of people who are possessed?" He questioned, not once taking his eyes off the boy in front of them.

"I'm going to rip the little fucker out.", Owen replied in a growl, his eyes glowing even more and shining blue marking appearing on his skin. He'd never really dealt with a demon before, but as angry as he was, he was confident he could take him.

The demon on the other hand simple laughed and strode calmly towards them. He wasn't any low level demon, that was for sure, and neither the djinn, the hunter, or the hunter's precious little boy frightened him at all. Speaking of the little boy... the demon grinned and turned his attention on him. Olivia was in the back seat with his prey, sitting in his lap and drawing a large symbol right in the center of his bare chest. The demon reached out and squeezed his hand in a fist, causing Olivia to whine in pain and clutch his chest. Try as he might though, the demon found he couldn't kill the boy... couldn't get a proper hold on him. He must have had some sort of protection. He wasn't going to give up so easily though and kept his hand clenched tight, drawing away the boy's breath even as he tried to finish drawing the symbol.

"Everett!", Owen growled, seeing what was happening. "The holy water now!", he called, before racing forward, knocking the demon's arm away and digging his suddenly glowing hand deep into the center of the possessed boy's chest. He grasped something inside that squirmed feverishly against him, singing his fingers in an effort to let go, but he held fast and pulled. "I told you I'm going to rip you out of there!", he yelled, pulling harder. "You're not going to take my nephew!"

Everett moved quickly, popping one of the capsules open and readying it. "Ready." He stated and once he could see the demon, he threw it. There was a sizzle and smoke, the boy cried out in pain, and he knew he'd gotten him. It was only a moment before he started to chant a demon exorcism quickly, though loudly. He readied another capsule, this demon wasn't going to get away from him after what all he'd done. He attacked him, harmed his son, and threatened Owen and Genesis and that was not sitting lightly with him at all. He was going to kill the little bastard even if he had to do it the hard way.

Genesis watched for a moment before shaking Olivia lightly. "Hey, you have to finish the thing." He murmured. He wanted to be safe, but he also wanted to help. He concentrated a bit harder, feeling his energy being drained, he saw Olivia being healed, breathing better, and not in pain, and thankfully he was getting used to the feeling of being sapped dry that when he felt it, he simply smiled a bit tiredly up at the boy that was in his lap. "You okay?" He asked, leaning his head against the back of the seat. Perhaps he'd used too much energy there? He was really tired.

Olivia nodded and finished drawing the symbol quickly before moving off of Genesis and checking over his work. It looked complete, and it was the strongest one he knew... and guaranteed to stave off possession. He just hoped it would do his job. "Are you okay...?", he asked the other boy, nudging him slightly. He had felt Genesis heal him, and hoped he hadn't used to much energy. People were extremely vulnerable to demonic possession when they were sleeping, charms of not. He moved and shook the djinn slightly, trying to keep him away. "Hey, don't fall asleep on me, okay.... I need you to stay awake."

Outside the car, Owen was fighting hard with the struggling demon. The holy water had stunned it for a few seconds, but he was strong and quickly shook it off. If anything, the innocent boy was suffering more from it. But Owen steeled himself and kept pulling, slowly separating the demon from his host. He knew if he was stronger... like his brother, he could- no... he couldn't doubt himself. His powers required self confidence, and he couldn't let Genesis, Everett or Olivia down... but it was difficult. He was growing tired quickly, not used to using all his strength like this, and his grip was weakening.

The demon felt the djinn losing his hold and struggled harder. He focused on moving his host and gained a free arm, which he quickly used to reach out and grasp the pesky djinn by the throat. He didn't have all his strength back, but he squeezed hard, causing the djinn to gasp and nearly lose his grip completely. Oh yes, he would win this... he knew it.

Everett moved quickly, moving closer to the boy and dumping holy water over his head, still chanting the words for the exorcism. This was a strong demon that was certain, but it wasn't the first he'd dealt with. He needed Owen to hold on just a little longer. He also knew that the demon was quiet distracted and took his chance to pull a silver necklace from his pocket. He kept it with him, just in case. While the demon wasn't paying attention to him, he quickly hooked it around the boy's neck, making sure that the cross pendant touched bare skin as he continued his trance.

Genesis smiled a bit. "I'm just tired, Liv." He murmured. "I feel like I got hit by that truck..." He admitted before sitting up again. "Should we help them?" He questioned, pointing at the two men who seem to be struggling in front of them. "They look like they need help..." He added. He wanted to help, he really did, but as tired as he was he really didn't feel like moving.

The boy screamed, his voice garbled by the demon's, as he was burned by the necklace and the hold water. He let go of Owen neck as the demon writhed inside him before suddenly being wrenched free. He stumbled for a moment, bleary and unaware of what was going on before crumpling to the ground suddenly.

Owen coughed, his eyes watering as his throat burned, but he kept his hold on the demon, watching as it writhed in his fist. He glared at it as Everett chanted, wishing it away, wishing to send it back to the farthest reaches of the hell it had come from. His eyes burned with anger as he thought of what it had tried to do, and that was all the boost he needed. He grabbed hold of the devil spawn with his other hand and torn it's spirit in too, sending wisps of it flying off in all directions.

Olivia turned and watched in awe, staring as the scene unfolded. "...I'm just supposed to protect you, Gen...", he replied, not tearing his eyes away from the demon fight. "...and... I think they have it taken care of..."

Genesis watched the last bit of what was going on before dropping his head back against the seat. "I can sleep now, right?" He questioned, tiredly looking over at his friend. He was so tired from using his newly found power that he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer. He always hated falling asleep in cars. They made him feel like he was falling and he never liked it. On a more serious note, the danger seemed to have passed and he felt himself becoming more tired as he drifted off into a deep sleep.

Everett lowered himself down, helping the boy to his feet. "Owen, can you open the back seat door?" He said as he helped the teen to the car. He could tell Owen was tired, but he had to at least get them home. Thankfully for them, he'd seen his keys in the car and would be able to drive them if the djinn fell asleep. As he looked through the windshield, he could see that Genesis had already fallen asleep, not that he really blamed him. Crazy things had happened that morning after all.

Owen stumbled towards the car, landing against the hood hard as he tripped over his own feet. "...that took more out of me than I thought...", he groaned, dropping his head against the car and taking a breath before trying to pick himself up. He was too tired to even draw energy from the street lights around him, and ended up laying back against the hood, too exhausted to move. The blue lines were slowly fading from his skin and making his hurt all over. His throat burned and he coughed slightly, choking slightly on his own saliva. He was sure he would have bruises on his neck from the boys hand until he could heal them.

Olivia frowned as he watched and got up carefully, pushing the back door open for his dad and then helping him ease the unconscious boy in. He had blood dripping from his nose that Olivia carefully wiped away once he was settled, and his skin was burned in several places. Most notable was the cross shaped burned on his collar bone, where the metal of the necklace was still stuck to his skin. Olivia frowned and left it there for the moment, opting to wait until they had a medical kit before he removed it.

Everett hurried around the car and opened Owen's door before helping him into the passenger seat. That was his luck. Three unconscious people in his car that he was going to have to somehow take care of. Thankfully, Olivia was with him. Once he had Owen buckled up and settled he went around to the driver's side and got in, grabbing his keys and starting the car. It wasn't long drive to Owen's place but it certainly felt that way. He still had so much adrenaline that it was borderline ridiculous. Perhaps the djinn next to him could help, though he looked too tired to really even do anything. Just how was he supposed to take care of those three anyway? He shook his head. He was glad to finally reach Owen's house, though this time he pulled into the driveway and parked. It was a lot of work getting Owen out of the car, but somehow, with Olivia's help, he got him inside and into one of the arm chairs into the living room before going back out to grab Genesis. The boy was pretty light, and much to Olivia's dismay, didn't need help taking him inside, though he dropped the young djinn in the chair opposite of his uncle. Lastly, he went after the other teen who was much worse for ware than the other two. Once he had him inside he put him on the couch, pulling off his shirt carefully so he and Olivia could tend to the wounds.

Olivia hurried over and knelt by the couch to assess the damage. He had though in the car that the worst burn he would have to deal with was the cross, but he couldn't have been more wrong. The center of the boy's chest was a large, blackened mess. The burn started in the center, with charred skin and dried blood caked thickly, and spread out in a starburst pattern across his skin. This is where Owen had pulled the demon out of him, so Olivia had expected damage, just not so much.

He frowned and looked up at his father, who seemed to be coming to the same conclusions he was. How were they supposed to help him? He needed a hospital badly. Aside from the burns, a quick check turned up bruises and Olivia was pretty sure that his arm was broken. "...dad..", he started, but didn't finish as he heard movement behind him.

Owen got up carefully, deciding after several moments, that he needed to help. The way the two humans were looking at the boy couldn't be good. And though he was beyond exhausted and more sore than he could remember being, he stumbled his way the three feet to the couch, dropping down beside it quite painfully. "Move...." He nudged Everett weakly out of the way and squeezed closer. Olivia at least moved to the side to let him close, but Everett seemed to think this was a bad idea. Owen didn't care though, he had to do something or he was pretty sure the boy would die.

He placed his hands on the wound on the boy's chest first and focuses hard. He had done most of the damage here, so he knew what was wrong. The lights in the house surged, glowing brightly before blinking out and leaving them in darkness aside from the lights streaming in the windows and the blue glow of Owen's hands. The djinn worked quickly, taking care of the more life threatening stuff first, before expending his energy to the lesser injuries. He finished with a small sigh and pulled back, leaning back on his heels tiredly. He felt like he was about to fall over.... but the boy would be okay now.

Everett had moved close to Owen, so when the djinn started to wobble, he practically caught him and helped him back to the chair. "You've done enough, Owen." He stated as he tried to make the djinn as comfortable as possible. There wasn't much anyone else could to but wait for everyone to wake up... "Olivia," Everette started. "Watch them while I go out for a few minutes." He finished as he made his way to the door. He didn't wait for his son to say anything, he just left. He was more than determined to keep Owen from sleeping for days, because that's what djinns did when they ran out of energy, and that was far from healthy for them. So he was going to the only place he knew that had an over abundance of coffee. It was practically just down the road anyway.

Genesis shifted a bit, waking up in an awkward position that made his sides and neck hurt. "Heeey." He murmured, not really knowing who was around. "I'm kind of hungry." He added as he opened his eyes to see what was going on. He saw his uncle across from him and the boy they had hit with the car, on the couch. Lastly, Olivia was standing in front of them all, looking quite distressed. "What's wrong, Olivia?" He questioned.

Olivia looked over at Genesis quickly as he spoke and let out a small sigh of relief. He went over and knelt down by the chair, wanting to check and make sure the other boy was alright. "How do you feel?", he asked, concerned, reaching out and touching the djinn's arm gently. "Your uncle apparently over taxed himself and then he blew the power." The boy looked around with a frown before settling his gaze over on the boy on the couch who seemed to be stirring. "...Owen healed him too.", he mentioned as he watched.

Jackson groaned and sat up slowly, unsure of what was going on or why he felt stiff. He pushed his hair out of his face and looked around, blinking slowly. He spotted a man, seemingly unconscious and sprawled in an arm chair and watched him curiously for a few moments before continuing to look around. His eyes fell on Olivia and Genesis and he jumped slightly, seeing them watching him. He recognized them from school, having seen them talking after hockey practice the day before. "Okay, what the hell is going on?", he asked loudly, obviously distressed. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man in the chair twitch at the sound of his voice, but he didn't move otherwise.

Genesis waved a bit at the teen that was now awake. "You were hit by a car." He stated. "Actually you walk in the middle of the road because you were possessed by a demon." He added with a slight smile. "You were brought here because it was safe? I don't really know, I fell asleep in the back of the car so I don't really know why you're here." He explained.

It was a few moments later that Everett came back into the house. "Owen, I brought you come coffee." He stated loudly, though setting the large cup on the table next to the chair before turning attention to the now awake boy. "So you're awake, huh?" He stated as he walked over. "You look confused. I bet you don't even remember what happened to you, do you?" He asked as he watched the boy closely.

Jackson frowned and squinted at Genesis as he spoke, not sure what to make of what he was saying. "...what the hell are you talking about?", he asked skeptically. There was no way he was hit by a car, and possessed by a demon. Yeah right. These people were crazy. He jumped suddenly when the door opened though and another man entered the room, carrying...Starbucks? Okay. What the hell?

"What am I supposed to remember?", he asked, still frowning as he looked up at the new man. "That I was a apparently possessed by a demon and got hit by a car? Yeah fucking right." Jackson shook his head and started to stand, though he stumbled slightly and fell back down on the couch. "You guys fucking drugged me or something, didn't you!?", he yelled, looking up at Everett, before glancing over at his supposed classmate. "What the hell is going on?!"

Owen frowned as he listened to the boy and shook his head slightly. If he had more energy, he would be happy to intervene and make this situation so much easier, but he hardly felt like moving. Everett had said he brought him some coffee and as he glanced over at the table beside him, he saw it. A gloriously large cup that smelled delicious even from where he sat. He reached over slowly, his fingers barely touching the rim. He frowned and tried to move it closer, scrabbling at it with his finger tips for a few moments before dropping his arm tiredly. The coffee wobbled slightly from his efforts, spilling a bit on the table and splashing his hand with the hot liquid. "Fuck...", the djinn muttered and dropped his head back against the chair.

Everett picked up the coffee cup once more and carefully handed it to the overly tired djinn. "You were hit. By a car." He said flatly, turning his attention back to the boy. "Whatever you were apparently told, was true." He added, still watching the boy closely. "Do you feel like you were hit by a moving vehicle? Because you were." Was this boy ever going to get it through his head? "Really though, since you're pretty much fine now thanks to my friend here," he gestured to Owen. "you can go home if you really want to. I'm not going to stop you. But you're going to have to come to terms with yourself eventually."

Genesis watched all of this, though chuckling at his uncle's misfortunes a bit. He was still pretty tired, but he felt a lot better than he did before. What he couldn't figure out though was why this guy couldn't remember being possessed by a demon? Or being hit by the car? Or really anything else that had happened that day. Maybe he was just lying?

Owen handled the coffee cup carefully, not wanting to spill it on himself.. though he ended up doing just that. As he tried to drink he spilled it down the front of his shirt and groaned as it burned him. What did get in his mouth though, tasted spectacular. It was better than any coffee he would ever remember having, and was quite energizing. He sat up a bit more and drank slowly, sighing contently at the taste. He really had to thank Everett for this amazing stuff. Speaking of Everett... Owen glanced up at the other man, who seemed quite frustrated with the way things were going. "...Everett...", he said, quieter than he intended. His throat was apparently still sore felt tight. "...knowing.. how demons are, do you really think it's a good idea to just let him go home..." He frowned up at the human, knowing Everett would understand what he meant. Demon's were notorious for high body counts.

Jackson frowned and let out a frustrated growl as he looked back and forth between Everett and Owen. "I'm getting out of here.", he replied, trying to get up again. He managed to get to his feet, but he stumbled and had to brace himself against the arm of the couch. He was sore, and honestly, it did feel like he'd been run over. He ached in places he didn't even know he had, and felt strangely empty. Not to mention, now that he thought about it, he was really hungry.

Everett frowned. "I think it is." He stated bluntly. "If he doesn't want our help then fine. Just let him go." He explained as he moved further out of the way. He knew what the kid was most likely going to find if he went home. If this kid had a family, he didn't any more. It was probably best to take him home though. "I'll take you home." He said suddenly. "It's the least thing I can do since I brought you here in the first place." He said as he looked over at Owen. "Do you have any objections?" He asked. While it was a bad idea to scare the kid in the way that was surely going to happen, it was best to get it over with quickly than wait and let him go home on his own. There were so many possible things that could happen. In the back of his mind though, he hoped that the kid's parents were still alive and well, but he knew that wasn't a high probability as it was a rather high level demon that snagged him in the first place.

Owen sighed and nodded after several moments. "...if I weren't.. so tired, I could help.", he replied, frustrated with himself. He wanted to spare the kid a lot of pain, but he just couldn't muster the strength to do it. He dropped his head back against the chair and frowned up at Everett. "...low levels might have been drawn to the residual energies left behind.", he warned. "...Be careful.", he smiled a bit at the end, though he wasn't sure why.

Jackson frowned and made his way slowly to the door, determined to get out of there. He really didn't want to ride with the other man, but he was too sore walk all the way home. He just wanted to get some food and go to bed. He was pretty sure it was Saturday, so that meant he had all of Sunday to sleep before school. That was some relief at least... He wasn't sure why he was so sore, but he figured he might have pushed himself to hard at hockey practice or something. It sounded more believable than the 'demonic possession' shit these people were spouting.

Everett held the door for the kid as he left the house. "I've had far too much of demons today." He said under his breath as he walked to his car. "Get in the car and tell me where you live." He stated, opening the driver's door and getting in.The teen didn't hesitate to get in the car, and Everett wasted no time in buckling up and pulling out of the driveway. Once he got the address, he sped off, more than ready to show this kid just what was most likely awaiting him when he returned home...

Genesis stood up slowly. "Owen, can you turn the lights back on or something?" He questioned. "I'd really like to get something to eat if possible and I really don't feel like trying to cook eggs or something with my weird mind powers that I apparently have." He explained, stretching a bit. He was still pretty tired, but he could tell he was much more energized than his own uncle was.

Owen sighed tiredly and took a long drink of the wonderful coffee Everett had brought him, setting back down and sitting up a bit only when he felt some of his energy returning. He let out another soft sigh and closed his eyes, having to focus for once to give life back to the house. Within a few moments though, the lights in the house began to glow dimly before slowly brightening to their original luminence. Owen opening his eyes again and looked around before slumping back in his chair, having used what little energy he had regained. He wanted to pass out right then and there, but decided to hold off until Everett returned. For some reason, he knew he wouldn't be able to rest until he knew the other man was safe.

Olivia frowned at Owen before getting up as well. "I'll help you.", he stated, turning to Genesis. "We can make food for everyone. I think it should help your uncle regain some of his energy... and my dad could probably use some food when he gets back too." The white haired boy smiled softly before heading into the kitchen. In all honesty, he was still on edge from what had aleady happened that day... and it wasn't even noon yet.

Jackson sighed and slumped in the seat of the car, looking pointedly out the window. He couldn't believe everything that these people were telling him. It was just impossible. Though, as he thought over it, he did find it a bit weird that he couldn't remember much. He remembered leaving hockey practice Friday afternoon, and then after that... he frowned. Nothing. With another sigh he glanced over at Everett out of the corner of his eye. The man looked grim and serious, and it worried Jackson a bit. The teen just wanted to get home and sleep... but he was growing more and more uneasy of what he would find there.

He wasn't sure whether or not to be thankful that the ride was so short, but soon enough they pulled up in front of his house. He got out of the car and heading for the door quickly, though he slowed to a stop as he got closer, something felt strange and he couldn't quite place it. He frowned and looked back at the car, seeing Everett get out and make his way over. The man had a large, deadly looking crossbow with him, and Jackson had a bad feeling he would need to use it.

Genesis rolled his eyes as he gathered things to naje food. Sure, it wasn't noon yet, hell they hardly had breakfast too long ago, but he was damn hungry. He supposed though that it would be a good idea to make everyone food, even though he still wasn't too sure about everything that was going on. "Hey 'liv," He started as he put a frying pan on the stove burner. "Is your dad really okay to be around? I mean, I get that he's your dd, but like, is it safe for me and Owen?" As much as he wanted to give the man the benefit of the doubt, and after everything that's happened, I just don't know about any of this."

Everett held the crossbow's grip tightly as he walked up to the door. He paused however and looked at the teen he had brought home. "Do you want to come in, or do you want to stay here?" He asked. He didn't really wait to open the door and go in, and he wasn't surprised to what he saw. He began murmuring a couple things, chanting biblical prose. The house was a mess, and really , he wasn't sure if he wanted the kid to see it. Then again, maybe he should see, make him believe everything they had told him. He peeked out of the house atnd at the teen. "This is not going to be pretty for you."

Olivia frowned as he pulled plates out of the cabinet and sat them gently on the counter. It was true, his dad had threatened Owen and Gen only the night before... He sighed and shook his head slightly. "I honestly don't know...", he said softly. "I mean... my dad... he's killed a lot of supernaturals... even some that I felt like he shouldn't have..." The teen sighed and moved to another cabinet to get some cups out. "Though...", he started, pausing and looking over at Genesis as a thought suddenlly struck him. "Did you see the way he pulled your uncle out of the way of the truck earlier?" Olivia smiled a bit as he thought about it. "And he helped him inside, and got him coffee... and.. and when we were at the park, he actually hugged me and said that we were only going to hunt things that wanted to harm us from now on."

Jackson frowned and moved over the door, deciding to put on a brave face despite the fear he felt. He slipped inside and covered his mouth as he glanced around quickly. The living room of his home was in disarray... furniture flipped and torn apart, broken tables... even the wallpaper was ripped the shreds and peeling off the blood splattered walls. As for where the blood had come from... Jackson almost couldn't look. His parents lay amongst the wreckage, hardly recognizeable with gore. The teen turned his head away, not believing what he was seeing.

He looked to Everett for guidance, not even beginning to know what he was supposed to do. Did a demon really do this? He didn't think that any human could be capable of such a masacre. He swept his eyes over the room once more, unable to stop himself and froze when he spotted a face looking at him from the hallway across the room. It looked like the young boy that lived next door, though he couldn't be sure. Just... what was he doing here?

"Jackson...?", the boy asked, his voice sounding small and scared and immediately making the hair on the teen's neck stand on end. Everett seemed to have noticed as well and the next thing Jackson knew he was being pushed behind the larger man. "Jackson...", the boy said again, and made his way out into the living room, taking short, jerky steps. Jackson could only stare in horror.