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Amelia Hunt

I'm not really a hunter, I'm more an informant.

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a character in “The Supernatural Kind”, as played by ThornGood

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Amelia Hunt


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Name: Amelia Hunt
Alias(s): Hunter(Cause of her second name), Amy Hunter, Matilda Hawker
Age: 24
Height: 5ft6
Weight: 128lb
Physical Appearance:
Amelia is average height and a healthy weight, with wavy honey blond hair and green eyes. She never frowns and smiles all the time, she finds it easy to smile and laugh and cry but she never seems to be able to frown, even when she's angry, when she's angry she just has a blank expression.

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likes: Music, singing, art, cats, light.
Dislikes: Blood, fire, haunted buildings.
Fears: Black magic and zombies.
Personality:
Amelia is sweet and kindhearted, she will help anyone that asks, everyone tells her she's to trusting but she can handle herself in a fight and doesn't fuss over it as much as everyone else. When she's angry, she can be rude, brash and quite unreasonable, but it doesn't last long, she calms down and becomes her peaceful and relaxed self, after about 2 hours.

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Family: None, they were all killed by a cult of witches.
Brief History: Amelia was raised in Columbia, South Carolina by her mum and dad with 2 other brothers, until she was 5 and watched them slaughtered by a cult of witches, performing a ritual in her house, Amelia wasn't detected or found because she hid in the vents of their house. After the bodies were found without Amelia, because the were dumped in a near by forest, they found her in the house, cuddled up on her parents bed with a teddy bear for each family member. Her aunt took her in and taught her about hunters and how Amelia's mum was a hunter until she met her dad and stopped hunting for her husband and children's sakes. Amelia prefers to relay information about hunts to hunters rather than actually perform a hunt herself.
Anything else?: (I.E: Car? Pets? etc..?
She has a pet cat, Stripes. Image

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Amelia Hunt's Story

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Amelia wandered through the doors of the tavern, in her bag was her keys, phone, purse and a file,containing information on a ghost in the area, the information that would be needed. She found the hunter that wanted the file and set it on his table. "Happy hunting." She smiled to him and sat at an empty table, debating in her head whether to get a drink or keep a clear mind in case a potential client asks her help.

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Jeremy Lucas

"I'll have one of those if you don't mind," Jeremy said to Liam. He could really use the burn. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket so he pulled it out. Going for drive. Be back in a bit. He sighed, thinking that his brother was really childish. Sometimes he thought that he should have been the older one. He quickly typed a reply. She'll still be here when you get back you know. "Cherry!" he exclaimed happily as the dog reached him. He reached to pet her but he groaned. Not a good idea. She looked up at him and tilted her head, her worried look. "Sorry girl," he mumbled.

He looked around and noticed a vaguely familiar woman. She was the lady to go to if you wanted a case; maybe he and his brother could ask for a case before they split up again. And maybe after my ribs heal up a bit.

Bill Lucas

Bill tossed his phone to the side, not replying to his brother's message. Of course he knew she would still be there! He wasn't running away, he was just going for a drive. Yeah! A drive...

A drive wasn't going to fix this. The only thing that could fix this was some alcohol and a good kick in the head, something to knock some sense into him. He was pretty sure that if he had the right push then everything would just make sense, and he would know what to do. He knew what he wanted, what his heart was telling him to get, but he also knew what he might be giving up. He thought too heavily about consequences and he worried to much to get serious. It was like two halves of himself were warring with each other: one half had to have her, the other half wanted her to have something better.

He felt like a damn angsty teenager; he thought he left this shit behind in high school! He sighed as he drove further away from the Tavern.

He was driving for what felt like hours (but there was no way it had been that long, probably not even an hour), when he noticed a car on the side of the road in the distance. He groaned when he noticed the smoke and the lone man under the hood. Damn his bleeding heart! He pulled his car up behind the guy and got out. "Need some help?" he questioned.

The man under the hood looked up with a large smile. "You don't even know how glad I am that you're here."

Bill offered a grin and shrugged his shoulders. "What can I say?" He approached the man and stood next to him. "So, know what the problem is yet?"

The man smiled at him and his eyes flashed black... demon black...

Bill cursed and tried to move but he was frozen in place. His eyes widened in horror. He hated damn demon mojo!

"I've seen your car around the Tavern," the demon said, his black eyes shining gleefully. "This is perfect."

"What the hell?" Bill growled out, still trying to move.

The demon let out a growl of his own, one far more menacing then Bill could manage himself. "Not Hell," he said, "Not yet. But I'll give you a taste. I'll give every one of you damn hunters a taste." He pulled something out of the jacket he was wearing, a menacing-looking dagger. "You see this?" he questioned, grabbing the hunter and pulling him around the car that was no longer smoking. "This little beauty was forged in Hellfire," he grinned evilly and placed the tip of the thing against Bill's cheek, digging it in just enough to draw a drop of blood. "You feel it don't you?"

Feel it? Feel it!? Hell the fuck yes he felt it! He almost bit his tongue off from trying not to scream.

"Yeah," the demon said, digging the dagger in further, pulling it down. "It cuts the Hellfire right into your flesh... Wonderful isn't it?" He sneered. "Now the next time you feel like you have the right to say 'hurts like Hell' you'll understand what the fuck you're saying." He pulled the dagger away, proud of the ugly, bleeding, line going down the hunter's face. "And that's only a papercut." He suddenly dug the dagger into Bill's shoulder and this time he couldn't stop the scream that ripped itself from his throat.

The demon pushed the man into his backseat and slammed the door. He wouldn't be going anywhere. He whistled happily as he went to the man's car and started going through it, laughing when he found the man's phone. It was one of those old phones too that didn't have a passcode on it. One good thing about hunters: they're cheap. He looked through the contents, only finding a few messages from one person, most likely a brother. There were a couple of messages though that were really old and locked so they couldn't be deleted, all from the name Cassie. He recognized that as the owner of the Tavern... He grinned and went back to his own car, hearing the screams through the glass. Damn, was he glad he grabbed that thing.

He tapped on the glass. "Hey," he said, "Say cheese." He snapped a few pictures glad that the phone had the crappy little camera on it. He picked the best one and sent it to both the supposed brother and the possible lover. "This should be fun," he said with a grin, tossing the phone away and climbing into his own car, driving off.

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I'm in a hunter bar, I think I'll let my hair down around people that won't really ask much from me.Amelia then reached into her bag and took out her laptop and hacked into a local broadband. She opened up her internet and searched local news feed. There seemed to be a rise in savage attacks and people going missing near a local graveyard, some bodies have been dug up and apparently half eaten. Ghouls wouldn't leave the body half eaten. She rose an eyebrow and slightly shook her head. Then she read a witness report. Great a witness, I'll visit him later. Her usual smile grew a little. Amelia looked up to the bar and noticed Cassie's faced filled with worry and her smile faded to just a slight curl at the corners of her lips.

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Amelia then saw the younger guy looking at his phone, he seemed to be frozen, just staring at the the phone. "Cassie, is everything alright?" She called over to her, her eyes switching from the guy back to Cassie. She didn't know whether to go comfort her or stay where she was, but she stood up just to be able to reach her in case she needed to comfort her. "Cassie, what's happened?" She took a step closer, her finger still on the table and her other hand was fiddling with her mother's locket.

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Hector Dorothy

Hector stayed silent for once after Cassie gave her response. That certainly wasn't the answer I was expecting he thought reentering the bar. He had thought it was potential relationship like what she proposed for him and Hera, not the remnants of a past one. That completely changed things and for a moment he regretted bringing it up. It wasn't revenge anymore now it was.....a discovery he thought regret vanishing in an instant. This was a whole period in the life of his fellow hunters he knew nothing about. But he planned to he thought letting out a mischievous grin.
He was about to delve deeper into her past relationship when she stopped to look at her phone. Her face darkened in an instant and he knew it wasn't the right time. A moment later Jeremy fished out his phone and his face darkened to the same level of Cassie's if not worse. He heard Amelia ask what happened but took no notice. If both Cassie and Jeremy were devastated by a text at the same time then there was only one possible explanation. "Something has happened to Bill." he answered knowing Cassie and Jeremy were too distracted to answer Amelia's question. Hector had adopted his rare serious face because he knew this situation called for it. The room was silent as everyone grasped the situation.
Hector was a man of action and he had spent enough time worrying about Bill and was ready to do something. "So who's up for a rescue mission?" he asked around to the assembled hunters. He was genuinly asking this question because he wasn't sure of anyones answer. Jeremy and Liam may be too beat up to go but it was Jeremy's brother and Hector doubted he could keep him from coming if he wanted too. Cassie may be too emotional to come and he didn't know anyone else well enough to make a prediction. One thing was for sure, if this thing could get Bill then he couldn't handle him alone.

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Cassandra O'Hara


Cassie froze in place, slamming her phone down onto the bar, she couldn't bear to look at that picture anymore, running her hand through her blonde curls she released a shaky breath "Bill's been taken Amy" she sighed gnawing on her bottom lip as she turned towards her friend at a loss of what to do. Her mind warped with worry although desperately trying to keep that at bay if she hoped of being any use on the rescue mission "I'm going too" she stated firmly, not leaving any room for discussion or protests, knowing that her brother would probably have one.

Turning to her brother and Jeremy she smiled weakly "you two stay here and look after things" she stated resting her hand on Jeremy's arm in comfort "we'll get him back I promise" she spoke trying to sound confident, unable to think about what would happen if they didn't.

Grabbing her jacket and car keys "He said he was going for a drive right, so there are a number of routes he could have taken, I'll take the one leading to the highway, if we have no luck in an hour, we come back here and think of something else, all right?" And with that she left the bar hurrying over to her Jeep and tore out of the car park.

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Cassie glanced at the clock on her dashboard, she had been out for nearly an hour without any sign of Bill. Running a hand over her tired face she was about to turn around, when she noticed a car parked up ahead, narrowing her eyes she gasped upon seeing it was Bill's beloved car, pulling up in front of the car, Cassie cut the engine, grabbed a flashlight before jumping out, cautiously approaching the car. "Bill" she called out, shining her light through the car windows, her next surprise came whens she found the car door was unlocked, that was not a good sign, next to Jeremy, this car was one of the most important things in his life, there was no way the hunter would leave it unlocked. Pulling her phone out Cassie quickly typed a text message to Hector, Toril and Amy, which read:

Found Bill's car, out by route 6, 4 miles down. Hurry.

-Cas


Putting the phone back into her pocket, her flashlight started to flicker, immediately tensing up, Cassie slowly reached into her pocket and pulled out a small flask, turning around she came face to face with a man, jumping slightly "Sorry to scare you ma'am" the man smiled.

Cassie nodded offering a small smile "It's all right" she stated "Say this is my friends car, you've not seen him around have you?"

The man laughed, an evil smile tugging at his lips "Cassie, you got my picture?" he asked, his smirk deepening as Cassie’s breath hitched in her throat, her heartbeat quickening as his eyes flashing black, accompanying his menacing expression.

“What have you done with him?” Cassie asked through gritted teeth, taking a step back as he took one forward whilst discreetly unscrewing the top of the flask.

Reaching out the man brushed his fingers through her curls with a sinister smile “That doesn’t really matter at this moment” he laughed. Cassie had enough at that point, shoving him away from her, then threw the contents of the flask in his face, which made him recoil as his face burned “bitch” he screamed out. Cassie took that opportunity to run to her car, unfortunately, the man was behind her in an instant, grabbing a fistful of her hair, he slammed her head against the metal frame of the car, with a force that knocked her out instantly.
“You shouldn’t have done that” The demon muttered, picking the blonde up.

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Amy watched as the hunters left the bar, the one thing she could do was find out what it was that attacked Bill, she sat down at her laptop and searched for missing people on the roads but nothing in the area came up. Her phone then buzzed and it was a message from Cassie. She had found Bill's car. Amelia stood from her table, put her laptop in her bag and snatched someone's keys and ran outside. After finding the car, she sped down Route 6, keeping an eye out for Cassie. She slammed her foot on the brakes when she saw her car and a man standing by it. She climbed of the car, a worried look on her face. "Hey mister, is everything okay? Do you need me to phone a..." She then noticed Bill's car further down the road and she knew this was where Cassie was meant to be. She looked up at the man and he was right in front of her.

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Hector Dorothy

Hector nodded as Toril and Cassie said they would go. Even though he had proposed the rescue mission he didn't want to lead it. All of the responsibilities of being a leader drowned out the initial rush he got from a hunt and if he wasn't hunting for the rush of it he would stop without hesitation. Letting go of the situation he thought back to what his life might be like if he hadn't discovered Hunters and their fight against the supernatural. Well i'd have two arms he thought giving a grim chuckle. Non-intentionally he looked down at his prosthetic limb hanging limply by his side. Surprisingly enough he had been able to get a pretty good model off of a Hunter's salary. The inner workings were safely protected under the clear layer of durable plastic with had helped in a hunt on more than one occasion. To help even more this fake limb felt no pain so he could sometimes use it as a shield if he didn't want his other arm to get scarred more than once. If he could help it he wouldn't cut his good arm more than once. The first cut was a souveneir but the second was damage.

He left his thoughts when he saw his Cassie leaving the bar in a hurry. Was she really planning on going alone he wondered pushing himself towards the door slightly. It had been a long time since Cassie had gone out on a hunt and if this beast could hurt bill, then Hector couldn't help but be a bit worried for her. He stopped himself giving up the effort of stopping her. It's probably best she do this alone he thought turning his back to the door. "This is important information needed for a rescue." He said swiping Jeremy's phone from his hands using the accent of the stereotypical police officer. Though the other reason was just as true he wouldn't put Jeremy through the torture of seeing his brother in pain. Sitting down at his previous seat he opened the message that Jeremy had failed to open. He didn't bother to hide his surprise upon seeing Bill's beat up face. There was only one wound but it was a nasty one. And that was some time ago he thought checking the time the message was sent. He restrained himself from thinking of all the things that could have happened in that time by setting about investigating the image. The camera's phone sucked but he could still get information from it. The wound was too thin to be from a creature's claws so that eliminated werewolves along with other clawed creatures. So my expertise wouldn't be needed today he thought continuing to study the image. Of all his knowledge there was only one blade that could make a cut that thin and deep. This was a blade forged in Hellfire and where there was a Hellfire blade there was usually a Demon wielding it.

Looking up he noticed a few things. First of all Amelia was gone but she usually worked alone anyway. But how she planned to get to the highway without a car he didn't know. Next he had a new text on his phone from Cassie. He had overlooked the vibration while he inspected the message but he fished his phone from his pocket and checked it. Cassie had found bill's car apparently and if he didn't know better he would have assumed that the Demon was close by. Getting up from his seat he turned to Toril who had been silent since saying she would come. "We have a location. Lets go." he said before reaching for the car keys he had left on the table. His hand touched empty space and he looked down realizing how Amelia had got away. She stole my car he thought unable to stifle a small laugh. "You know what, you can drive." he said turning back to Toril.

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Once the man stood over her, Amelia kicked him in the side and into the car bonnet. She reached into her bag and pulled out a silver stake, and stabbed him through the back. She ran over to Cassie's car and looked through the windows, hoping Cassie and Bill was in the car, but no one was. She looked back and the demon ran at her, a horrid scream emitting from Amelia's mouth. She kicked him and cried for Bill, Cassie and Hector. "Please help me!" She screamed louder, hoping for someone to hear.

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Hector Dorothy

Hector didn't need to hear Amelia's plea to know that action had to be taken. When the scene finally came into sight Hector's masterful eyes drained it of information. Cassie lay unconscious on the ground while Amelia loomed over her shaking her to awake. Meanwhile Amelia must had done something to piss the demon off because the Demon stood enraged before charging towards the defenseless hunters. well it was at least who hector thought was the demon because it was impossible to be sure from this distance. Bill was out of sight and probably too beat up to do anything except fight off the pain. Overall the situation seemed pretty grim and Hector knew he had only moments if he didn't want Cassie and Amelia to be trampled by the demon. "What would they do without us?" he asked toril sarcastically before setting to work on his plan.

He eyed his car, Toril's speedometer, the Demon and then Amelia on the ground and with that his plan was together. It was risky but that was how Hector liked his plans. It kept the Hunt interesting when you knew anything could go wrong. "Speed up." He commanded toril meanwhile undoing his seat belt. Either Toril was too worried to defy him or she knew what he was trying to do but she complied and sped the car up. Tentatively he stood up in his seat hand on the headrest for balance. I only have one shot at this he thought glaring at his landing zone. Suddenly he felt the reason why he hunted. The incomparable danger, the thrill of uncertainty were all thing you can't get anywhere else. "I'll handle the demon you just get the others out of here." he said calmly not looking at Toril. Now or never he thought flinging himself from Toril's car.

The landing didn't go according to plan but it met the same purpose. Instead of landing in front of the Demon as he had wanted he had crashed into it knocking them both to the ground. The demon had been running pretty fast and the car even faster so when their two momentum's collided it left both of them stunned on the ground. Hector, who had been more or less expecting the impact, reacted first but gave up the first blow to tell Amelia to get his crossbow from his car. The demon reacted only a moment after swiftly drawing his knife and cutting Hector's prosthetic arm. The plastic of the arm was tough but here weren't many things that can withstand a hellfire forged blade. The blade cut through the arm leaving a thin but noticeable cut in it's shell.

Hector's attention was snapped back to his fight with the demon as his arm was cut. After a few moments in the battle Hector was on the defensive blocking every blow best he could. Every now and then he would take a scratch that hurt just as much as rumors said. he had to stifle a scream as one hit his real arm. This arm had already taken many cuts from the demon's knife as well as the original scars so it really was running out of power. He felt himself relying on the painlessness of the prosthetic limb more and more. His sword was useless at his side as the motion to reach it would allow another not needed blow from the demon. He knew he would get slaughtered if he didn't though so after taking a deep breath he thrust his bleeding hand down to the swords handle. Meanwhile he heard a loud crack emanating from his other arm.

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Amelia watched in shock as Hector flung from the car and into the Demon. Amelia immediately did as she was told, running as fast as her legs could take her, she pulled the car door open and yanked the crossbow, but the strap was caught around something. Amelia looked up to see Hector and the creature in a fight. She started to panic and pulled at the crossbow harder. She eventually got it freed but she just looked at it and then back to Hector. "What if I miss?" She asked herself out loud and looked around for Toril, hoping she would be able to know what to do.

Amelia looked over at Bill's empty car and then to Cassie's and she froze, Where are they? What happened to them? She readied her aim and pointed to the Demon. She froze when she saw Hector's arm crack. "Oh god." She set the crossbow down. I have to help him,this way is probably better. She ran at the demon and jumped onto his back, placing her hand on his face and pulled him away from Hector.

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Amelia had not anticipated the demon stumbling back on top of her, she fell to the ground and hit her head on the floor. "Ouch." She sat back up and blinked a couple of times, that was when she was lifted up and thrown into Cassie's jeep, the windshield shattering around her and the hand brake making her landing all the more painful.She lay where she landed, coughing and moaning. She looked up and the demon was on top of the car looking in through the shattered windshield. "You should have let the big boys play, little girl." Smoke started to rise from his mouth and over to Amelia's. In an attempt for help, she let out one scream as the demon tried to possess her. It returned to its original meat suit and stared at her, before grabbing her by the hair and pulling her out the jeep. She cried as he pulled her along.

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Hector Dorothy

Hector lay on the ground staring up at his arm. The hard outer shell had a crack big enough for him to see the inside working away as if nothing happened. That's going to be sore in the morning he joked trying to joke his way out of the gravity of the situation. He knew he was greatly weakened with one arm bleeding steadily from many cuts and the other broken. If i'm so weakened why hasn't the demon finished me of yet he wondered before looking up to see his answer. Amelia had jumped on the Demon and had pulled it of of him. Aw what a sacrifice he thought almost mockingly because he had done the same thing for her only moments before. And look how that turned out he thought pulling himself from the ground to come to her aid. His leg bumped against something and an all to familiar pain shot through him. Reaching down with what was left of his prosthetic limb he yanked the Demon's knife from the ground. He must have dropped it when Amelia jumped on him he thought good for me.

With effort he stood up and turned to see Amelia being dragged away by the Demon. Doing what he did best and thinking fast he ran to his crossbow. It took some effort to lift it because his arms were both injured but he eventually brought it to shooting position. He painstakingly loaded his only dart and drew back the draw string until it was ready to fire. He only had to get the demon's attention he thought taking a breath before he shot. He had missed the demos head and instead hit him into the shoulder dangerously close to Amelia. The Demon turned around in anger thankfully dropping Amelia hard onto the ground. Drawing his sword and putting it into a ready position he glared menacingly at the Demon a grin spreading across his face. "I believe you have something that belongs to me." he said twirling his sword before advancing on the demon.

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Amelia dropped to the ground with a thud, she lifted herself up with one hand the other clutched her head, she moaned when she found the source of bleeding. A piece of glass had stuck itself in her head, she looked up and saw Hector with his sword. Amelia grabbed the small piece of glass and pulled it out. She looked around the road, looking for somewhere the demon could have taken Cassie and Bill, but she couldn't see anything.
Amelia pushed the hair out of her face and went to get up, a sharp pain travelling up her leg, she looked down and could see a largeer chunk of the windshield stuck in her leg. She dragged herself over to Cassie's car and pulled herself up. She looked into the car to see if their was anything she could use in it...

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Hector Dorothy

Hector should have had the advantage against the demon. In all his calculations he didn't account for the sheer fury that Supernatural fought with. In the end the Demon had the advantage because it had hardly taken a scratch whereas Hector's arms appeared as if they'd been used as cutting boards. The demon was still brimmed with energy and it was all Hector could to hold him at bay. The Demon would make use of whatever opening hector gave him so Hector forced a pained smile as if to show the Demon that his attempts of hurting him were in vain. They were in a deadlock and it was taking it's toll on hector. It pained him just to lift his arm much less hold his sword with it. Luckily his prosthetic limb had no such strain and it acted as the only barrier between his sword and the ground. He only had so long before the pain would overwhelm him and the demon would have yet another hunter to add to his collection. To add to the pressure he knew he was the last hunter who could stand up to this Demon. Where the hell did Toril go he thought angrily staring down the demon. How long could it take her to park a car? She didn't even have to park it as long as she got herself over here.

He knew if he had any chance of winning this battle he would have to do it now while he still had the energy to. His silver coated weapons seemed to be having little effect on the demon and he hadn't brought anything else. Maybe I didn't have to he thought feeling the demons knife pressing against his hip as he circled the demon once more. At this moment he knew he could win this fight if he wanted to but this demon had information. If Hector killed him they would have no idea where he had taken Cassie and Bill had been taken. He would have to chat this demon up before he killed him.
"I have to say. Your the strongest demon I've fought in a long time." he said giving a laugh. His guard wasn't down as he spoke quite the opposite. While he spoke with the demon he hoped that the demon wouldn't notice that hector's more wounded hand fell to his hip where the dagger was hidden. "You flatter me." the demon said with a gaze just as intense as Hector's but with blazing black eyes to take it to the next level. If he was surprised a hunter had said something other than an insult to him he didn't show it. "Just being honest, why label it flattery," he said as innocently as possible through the pain. "But I believe we have other matters to attend to." The demon kept his features flat but it was obvious that some sort of alarm coursed through him. "Such as?" he said hiding it well. Hector knew he would never get a straight answer from the Demon. He thought up a risky plan but it may just get him the information he needed. He decided to go for it. "I'll make you a deal. We brawl right now. I'll drop my weapons and the winner gets what they want. Me, the whereabouts of my friends and you-" he said before he was interpreted by the demon. It was obvious thee demon was interested but shooting someone in the shoulder never put you on their good side. "If you win then you get a new meat sack to sport around." he said keeping his cool. Hector hoped the demon would be smart enough to look at the potential of owning hector instead of the current appearance. He could easily strike the others if he was disguised as one of their fellow hunters. There was a conflicting flicker in the demon's eyes as if he had to fight something inside to make this decision. "How do i know you'll stay true to your side of the bargain?" the demon finally asked. Hector smile broadened so slightly the demon couldn't have noticed. He had the demon hooked.
"We'll swear by the river Styx." he said slyly unsure how the demon would react to a hunter knowing this sacred underworld information. The demon was surprised enough that his face showed it before he quickly covered it up. The river Styx was one of the most worshiped things in the entire underworld and any promise made by that must be kept. It was so powerful that even over world creatures were held by it. Hector only knew of it because of the ramblings of a drunk demon right before hector disposed of it. He would have to chose his words carefully or face dire consequences.
"Fine then," the demon said still curious as to how hector knew this. "You first." Hector carefully chose his words before dropping the blade onto the ground. As soon as the demon had swore to tell hector where he had hidden Cassie and Bill, he charged. Hector was ready for him and brought the Hellfire knife to his chest. The Demon saw the knife to out but he had too much forward momentum to do anything. The demon crashed into Hector knocking him over, the knife buried deep into his chest. The demon's eyes were wide with surprise as he felt life seeping from him. He hadn't expected this kind of treachery from someone who had sworn on the river styx. With his final breath he gave Hector his information. He didn't want to carry that burden into the afterlife.
Hector just lay under the body of the demon becoming drenched in it's dark blood. The fall to the ground had pierced his pain threshold and every injury he had just gotten battled for attention. Hector couldn't help the silent tears coming from his eyes. he would have wiped them but demon blood was not a pleasant thing to get in your eye. Just as worried as he was of his injuries (which would probably hurt for awhile) he was worried about his deal with the Demon. At the time Hector believed he was right because he said he would drop his weapons and the knife wasn't his. Problem was it didn't matter what he thought, it mattered what the river thought.

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Amelia looked over to Hector and the demon, they were lying on the ground, a pool of blood around them. "No!" She shouted, limping over to the pair. "Hector! Hector!" She pushed the demon off him, he was fine except for a few cuts and bruises. She looked at the demons body, the Hellfire dagger was in it's chest. She reached over, she was cautious and her hand moved slowly, she grabbed the handle and pulled it from his chest, wrapping it in her cardigan and walking back to the car, pulling it in her bag. She grabbed a bottle of paracetamol, a bottle of clear water and a silver bottle of holy water. She went back to Hector and splashed Hector in the face with it, "You aren't possessed." She sighed in relief and then propped him up, giving him the pills and some water. She looked around, he was to big for Amelia on her own. "Toril, where are you?" She said as she sat on the road beside Hector. "That went well." She looked around and noticed a guy walking. "Shit." She stood up and dragged the demon's body out of sight, under the car she stole.

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Hector smiled as Amelia rushed over full of unhidden worry. "Aw so nice to see that you care." he said forcing a smile. His comment was met with a splash of holy water in his face. "You aren't possessed." she said calming down. "Well I could have told you that." he said feeling only slight anger. He spit out some of the holy water that had seemed through his smile. He understood why she had done it and had things gone wrong it would have been necessary. He graciously took the pills Amelia offered him and breathed contentedly as the pain ebbed away. With effort he was able to push himself up so that he was sitting. "That went well." Amelia said as she sat down beside him. Hector just laughed at her summary of the fight. It certainly didn't feel like that to Hector. "By whose standard?" he asked grinning at her from the corner of his eye. He could name a pretty big number of people who would say this hadn't turned out well. For one his doctor would be pissed that hector had broke his arm. Again. Then there was Cassie. He remembered how she had fret over Liam with the small cut on his head and figured it would that times a hundred for his injures. The list went on for awhile but he ceased it when he saw Amelia head for the demon's body attempting to drag it under a car parked some ways away. Wait a minute he said squinting at the car. "What are you doing with my car?!" he yelled at her while he tried to pull himself from the ground. He had forgotten about the cut on his leg and stumbled a bit before heading towards her.

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Amelia rolled her eyes. "Well the fact that we're alive, he's dead and that I was being sarcastic." She dropped the leg of the body and pointed in the direction of where she say the man. "There is a man right over there..." She looked at where she was pointing and no one was there. "Wait, I swear I just saw someone." She stepped over the body, clutching her leg and wandering cautiously to the edge of the road, she peered around but they had completely vanished. "I think I need to get some sleep." She limped back to Hector. "It's the blood loss." She shrugged and sat back down. "Do you have any idea what to do about all this?" She waved her hand in a circle, involving the cars, the bloody road, the dead body with a hole in it and their wounds. "Well I could call Pearl, I mean, she's good at the whole healing wounds thing and she has asked for recently possessed dead people." She thought aloud before grabbing her phone and calling Pearl.

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Amelia arranged for Pearl to collect them. Amelia moved over to Hector, "My friend is coming to get us. By the way, she's a witch, but she only heals people, her magic is for healing not harming." She picked herself up and lent on the bonnet of the car. She opened it up and grabbed her bag, putting her phone back in it and then sat inside it, the door still open. "So where are Cassie and Bill?" She asked, just as she remembered the glass shard in her leg. She grabbed it and tried to pull it out without screaming, as she pulled it tears swelled in her eyes and a little grunt escaped her lips. She reached into her bag and pulled out her cardigan and ripped a sleeve off and wrapped it over the cut, taking some paracetamol and wiping the tears back and smiling back at Hector. She felt someone's eyes watching her but she ignored it.

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Hector laughed at the mention of the witch. "Well how well does she deal in plastic?" he asked jokingly. He didn't know much about witches but weren't they extremely into nature. They were like the hippies of the supernatural and probably wouldn't appreciate his prosthetic arm calling it a "hateful replica of natures gifts" or something like that. He knew that he would probably have to put in an order for a new one. He flexed the limb to make sure it was still working fine. "Dang it." he muttered as it moved stiffly and slowly. Looking into the opening he saw that some of the demon's blood had filled it and now coated most of the mechanics. He let the arm fall limply to his side and stared off into the distance. Amelia had said she saw a man out there but if there was there was no trace of him now. "Interesting." he said under his breath. He didn't believe that Amelia would hallucinate a man blood loss or not. There were a few possible ways the man could play into this situation and he would inquire into that later.

Amelia had asked him where Cassie and Bill were and even though Hector knew the answer he hesitated. The demon had swore on the river that he would tell him but that didn't make his dying words any more reliable. If he believed Hector had broken his side of the deal he wouldn't hesitate to do the same. With him dead there was now no way for Hector to be sure so he gave Amelia his only lead. "They're in the woods outside of Lumberton, NC." he said this distractedly because he was still thinking of the man. If that man went to the police he could easily report that Hector had just killed another man. That wasn't the case but if the man was just a pedestrian he wouldn't know any better. But maybe he wasn't a pedestrian he thought looking at a different angle. He remembered the flicker in the eye of the demon when he had proposed the deal. It was almost as if he had to fight himself into making the decision, as if it wasn't what he wanted to do. Hector had never encountered necromancy before but this situation made him suspect. "What did the man look like?" he asked turning to Amelia.

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Amelia smirked. "Well, she fixed my laptop and car. Oh and just wait till you see what she arrives in." She smiled and brushed some hair behind her ear. Then he brought the man up, her smile faded and she felt the eyes piercing into the back of her head. "There was no one there, I'm just seeing things." She sighed and lay back on the chair.

A few minutes later, Pearl arrived in her jeep and helped the 2 into the back. She looked at the body and put it in the boot of the jeep. She climbed back into the jeep and drove off, heading to O'Hara's. Amelia got out and helped Hector into the Tavern, setting him down at a booth, Pearl came in with a bag of everything she would need and got to work. Amelia limped over to Liam and Jeremy, "We know where they are but we are far to damaged to go get them." She whistled and shouted to get everyone's attention. "Oi! Listen up, Cassandra O'Hara and Bill Lucas have been kidnapped by a demon. We know where they are but we are to badly damaged to go get them, so you guys are and if you don't well you can't find a new tavern to drink at and a new information broker." She called out the address and waited for people to leave.

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Jo had seated herself at a seculded table, for what seemed hours ago. Her slumped into her chest and her legs wrested on the table before her. The only indication she was living was the occassional snore that sublty erupted from her limp form.

She had entered the Tavern unnoticed, though it was unintentional. The few patrons, who seemed to have been left behind, were a little rough for wear. Perhaps the worry lines spread across their foreheads had something to do with her sneaking under the radar. Never the less, she hung around waiting for something, anything to happen. The ghoulies were eyeing this place for some reason or another and the only thing ghouls hang around are bodies.

Jo's slumber was interrupted by a loud high pitched noise, the sudden disturbance caused her to push off her table stool rest and tumble backwards. She recovered quickly enough, just enough to hear the announcement of the brunette.

Demon, awesome. She wasn't around hunters enough to know proper hunter ettiquette, if there even was any. She came to make sure the Tavern's patrons were safe and so she intended to stick with it. Besides, they'll be to busy with the task at hand to even notice she was different.
Jo wiped the sleep from her eyes and walked up to the brunette who made the announcement. "I have some first aid supplies in the car if you need it."

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Amelia spun and looked at Jeremy. "No, you aren't going anywhere." She ordered him. "Pearl, I know it's a nit much asking you too look at everyone but, please, Jeremy and Liam are hurt too." She smiled over to her. Then a girl with dark brown hair, possibly black, approached her. I have some first aid supplies in the car if you need it. Amelia smiled at her. "Thank you, would it be okay for someone to take it with them or will you be going with them?" She smiled and looked into her eyes, they seemed a bit different to that of a human, but Amelia ignored it.

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Jeremy growled past the pain in his chest, pain that wasn't entirely physical anymore. "I'm going. You're not stopping me. That's my brother!" He was very wobbly on his feet, but he trudged to the door regardless. He'd be damned if a couple fractured bones would stop him. He had been separated from his brother for a big portion of his life and after being reunited he couldn't imagine life without Bill. He wouldn't.

Cherry followed after him obediently. Although, her hazel dog eyes were far too perceptive and worried for just any dog. Not that Jeremy noticed; he was too busy trying not to topple over.

Tyler Richardson

Tyler noticed when the woman started to wake up. He offered a charming smile. "Good morning," he said in a deep voice, much deeper than his natural voice. The darkness would do that. "Don't worry," he continued, turning his eyes back to the road. "I'm not going to kill you. I don't even plan on hurting you," he added with a a grin.

He wasn't lying, he just wasn't telling the whole truth. He wouldn't hurt her but the werewolf that he could sense was very excited for the little blonde snack he was going to receive.

He stepped on the gas a little. It wouldn't surprise him if the other hunters were already on their way to rescue the man he had left behind. Tyler may have underestimated them a little bit. However, he was pretty sure that it would be too late when they found the woman.

If they found her...

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Amelia walked over to Jeremy, slamming the door so he couldn't get out, ignoring the pain in her legs. "You're staying and if you move, I won't stop from hitting you." She warned him. She looked back at the people that had agreed to save Cassie and Bill. "Remember in the woods outside of Lumberton, NC." She told them again, watching them leave. "Please Jeremy, Bill would never forgive any of us if you got hurt even more or worse." She limped back to Pearl's side, side, she was working on Hector's wounds. "So much damage to one man and his plastic." She smiled to him, before patching him up. "Done." She nodded and looked to Jeremy, "How bad do you want to go?" She offered a sympathetic smile to him. "Pearl!" Amelia yelled at her. "You would have done it for your brothers." Pearl protested, Amelia froze, she could feel the tears building up in her eyes. "Don't." Amelia spun around and went to the toilet. The tears from her pain and the mention of her brothers flowed out, her hands clutched the sink, holding her up.