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No family. That must have been lonely. But then again, they’d only really been around for the past four years.
That still blew my mind. How they were grown young men, but technically children.
I sat with the four of them, talking and learning everything about them. I couldn’t help but feel completely comfortable with them, safe and welcome. They were my monsters after all.
It became clear that Jack was like the eldest brother, always taking charge and speaking up when needed.
Brothers was something I’d asked about, even though they didn’t resemble each other. They’d just shrugged, not really knowing. But they sure acted like brothers with one another in how they spoke and treated each other.
Chumley was the most talkative and cheery, while Creeper was the quietest. Bug had opened up, and he reminded me of someone with ADHD with how he was always on edge and fidgety, and when he started telling me about some of the stories he read, his words got rushed and he became quite the chatterbox.
Creeper remained somewhat on the outskirts, mostly watching. I got the feeling he learned a lot from watching others.
We spoke for quite some time about various things, including what the Academy was like to attend.
Mr. Baron handled power and magical classes. Teaching the students how to hone their powers and abilities.
Miss Sage was a weapons expert, a demon-born herself that excelled with all weapons. She could pick up any weapon and become a master of it in just an hour. She was also a pro at hand-to-hand combat. She handled the combat and defense classes, and weaponry.
Then there was Dezikiel. I knew he was something special. Angelic, which the guys agreed with. I had a feeling they knew more, but they weren’t telling me.
Dezikiel handled all the lore and history, all the theory side of our studies.
The more they told me about it all, the more I began to wonder if they were teaching us to fight for a reason. To protect ourselves? Apparently when our powers awoke, we became more trackable for some reason. More wanted and hunted, at least that’s what Jack said.
I had a feeling there was more to it than that.
Time flew by, and they ended up taking me back to the dining hall for lunch. Only the students came as the teachers were busy organizing class sessions.
I was curious about the others, and I made sure to sit next to Hadley so I could talk to her and her sister. I wanted to know just what they all were.
“Hey Lily, are you settling in okay?” Hadley asked, her wavy brown hair pulled up into a high bun, while Diane’s hung down her shoulders. They looked remarkably similar with their olive skin and dark brown eyes, although Hadley looked older, with a more angular face and high cheekbones, while Diane had a heart shaped face and little dimples when she smiled over at me.
“It’s going well. Still wrapping my head around everything. I can’t believe Xander is an actual demon. Does that mean he’s possessing someone?” I asked, something that had been bothering me from earlier.
“Yeah, but the body has no host. He claimed it as soon as the guy died of heart problems in the hospital. He was only nineteen. Xander had only just been cast out from Hell, and he was searching for a young body to possess, someone close to his own age. You see, damned souls get tortured in Hell, but sometimes, one of them gets turned into a demon. In rare cases, they retain their more mortal soul, and get cast out of Hell for not being a pure demon. The High Council picked him up immediately. They can find demonics who retain their souls easily somehow. They sent him straight here. He’s the only one like that. Apparently, before he died, he was a frat guy and player, ended up running over some poor girl while he was drunk, and then he hit a tree and died. So that’s how he’s here,” Hadley shrugged as Diane leaned forward to snag some of the sliced fruit on the table.
“Wow, that’s crazy,” I breathed. Guess no one had secrets here. I wondered if Xander cared that Hadley was so willing to just tell me everything.
“He’s not the first true demon to come here. He actually doesn’t have any grand powers except for possession. Most demons aren’t as strong as you may think,” Diane added from over Hadley’s shoulder.
“What about you guys? If you don’t mind me asking?” I asked carefully.
“Our mother was a witch. Our father died when we were young. She made a deal with a crossroads demon to have us, wanting us to be our dead father’s children. Her deal was granted, and she fell pregnant, just like good old Mary,” Hadley snickered. “But I guess she didn’t read the fine print, because we’re both part demon, part witch,” she shrugged.
“So, angelics and demons are real, I’m guessing most other supernatural creatures are too then?” I said uneasily, thinking about that ‘Supernatural’ show I’d watched with Chumley.
Were the crossroads demons just like good old Crowley?
“Yep. Witches, werewolves, vampires, you name it, they’re real,” Dianne grinned from the other side of Hadley.
Wow. This day was only getting more and more enlightening.
“I’ll tell you what everyone is, I bet you’ve been wondering,” Hadley grinned at me, tapping her nails on the table as her eyes lit up. “Paris and Wayne are twins, not that they look that much like each other. Their mother was held hostage by a demon and forced to bear his children. The demon had tried to ward the house so the High Council wouldn’t find him, but as soon as they were born, they swooped in.
Thomas, Matthew, and Flynn were experiments. A witch was holding them captive, along with a demon, and was performing magical, weirdass experiments in hopes of creating some demon-humans that she could control. Didn’t quite work, and the Council stepped in as soon as they became demonics. They’re all pretty strong and good with weapons,” Hadley filled me in on all my classmates.
