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She wasn't quite sure how it had come to this.

It had begun like any other hunt; she caught wind of some fishy happenings, looked into it some more, and headed to the city to see if there was something supernatural happening, or if it was all a hoax. Well, it hadn't been a hoax, but Rebecca had certainly gotten herself into a situation that did not show favor towards her. Five demons of varying skill level against one hunter? For once the young woman wished she didn't travel alone.

Salt rounds and holy water would only get her so far. Rebecca needed to be able to trap the blasted creatures long enough for her to send them back to Hell -- something that seemed highly improbable due to her lack of back up. The fact that there were five demons in her presence and not two like she had planned for confused the brunette, though. Had she been too hasty? Had she overlooked a sign that would have warned her of this situation? She must have--

Or not, Rebecca scowled at who seemed to be the leader of the five as he spoke with a smug smirk upon his lips. They knew I was onto them and called in some friends. How annoyingly clever.

Several fresh wounds and sore body parts later, the chocolate-eyed hunter found herself speechless as another demon joined the other five and did something she never would have expected a demon to do. After getting a good look at her face, he stopped them. He stopped the others from hurting her. He was rescuing her. Wait, was he really? Her scowl returned as the wheels in her brain began to turn. Was he saving her, or was he saving her for himself? 

"Are you-- What are you doing?" Rebecca weakly demanded, hand pressed against her left side.