Being on a job was hard. Especially with your opposites always coming after you. Angel blood, demon blood, human blood, it really made you question why it was really important at all.

It was dark at night, and you were on a mission, in the woods of course. Venturing into there meant danger, for any kind, but you were brave. It was only when you started to hear whispers that you became slightly paranoid. Within the blink of an eye it seemed, there was a tall, pale, male with eyes of a fox holding a blade to your neck. You could feel his breath on your ear. "Tell me why you're here."