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“You’re still here,” I stated, taking a long pull of the wine.
“We’ve not finished discussing business.”
“We have no business.”
“Afraid we do. You saw demons.”
“Says you. And did I really? Because I also saw you chop them to pieces and yet not a single part of them was left behind. No one else saw them. All the videos I’ve seen are just blurs of fog. Which reminds me, what’s up with the fog everyone saw?” I swigged more wine, feeling the warm tingle as the alcohol spread.
“The fog is meant to obscure their presence from humans.”
“You saw the demons.” I tossed in the accusation because this whole conversation didn’t make sense.
“I see them because it is part of my gift.”
“Is killing part of your gift too?” My tongue loosened as I decimated the bottle of wine. Half gone, half to go.
“As a reaper for the Fraternitas Messorum—”
I interrupted. “The what?”
“Fraternitas Messorum. It’s Latin for Brotherhood of Reapers. Think of it as a specialty guild where its members are tasked with keeping Earth free from demonic influence. Reaper is the title given to its hunters.”
The explanation did not help, and so I flopped on the couch with my wine, which I chugged. Maybe it would help me better understand. “So, let me get this straight. You belong to a fraternity of dudes who go around killing sewer demons.”
“They’re not actually from the sewers but an alternate dimension.”
“Called Hell.”
“Actually, it’s Inferis, which might sound familiar, as it is a Latin word meaning underworld.”
“Well, shit. You think you know things, and then some stranger breaks into your apartment and tells you he kills demons for a living. Congrats! Your mom must be so proud. Still don’t see why you’re here.”
“Because you can see them.”
“So you keep saying.”
“You shouldn’t. Only gifted reapers can.”
“Oh no, a girl can do it too! What will happen to your little sausage club?” I might not be slurring my words, but I was most definitely drunk.
“You are a naturally born woman?”
“Would you like me to drop my pants and prove it?” I was only half joking. It wasn’t only the wine that had me admiring my burly visitor. Despite his long coat, I could tell he had a decent physique. And his face? Very handsome. Rugged features topped with dirty blond hair.
Rather than reply, he frowned.
“Why so grumpy?”
“More confused. You’re an anomaly.”
“Why, thank you.” Might as well treat it as a compliment.
“You don’t understand. Seeing demons? It’s always been a male trait.”
“Seems kind of sexist.”
“Yes and no. Women usually have the power of the spirit. They wield magic in our fight against Inferis. They scry the locations of incursions, heal those afflicted by demon bites and scratches, while the men actually do the physical labor of eradicating demons that cross over.”
