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In hindsight Lance knew he shouldn’t have gotten involved. This guy was a hunter of all people, and for him that wasn’t a good thing. This guy killed his kind without a second thought so really why would he be helping at all?
Well that’s easy. The guys currently beating up the poor hunter at the end of the valley were kinda on a bad standing with Lance, and you would be wrong if you thought he wouldn’t take any chance he could to kick their asses. So here he was single handedly fighting off three lowly demons while the Hunter behind simply watched.
Lance had to admit the demons were strong but after a few minutes they disappeared into the night, leaving behind some empty threats. They knew who he was, and that meant that he probably wouldn’t be seeing much of them again. With one quick motion he turned around and saw the hunter, wide eyed pressed against one of the walls in the alleyway, he was medium build with a grey top and black leather jacket that Lance had to admit, looked really good on the man. A smirk lit up Lance’s face as he reached his arm out, but it quickly died away when the man batted his hand away harshly. Lance scoffed a bit and watched as the man tried to stand, he couldn’t help but notice the odd hair style the human had. It was like a mullet? Lance had to bite his cheek to stop himself from laughing, but it was clear that the Mullet headed man had noticed as he sent Lance a very clear death stare.
“Listen buddy, pal, amigo.” Lance cooed, still watching as the hunter tried to take a stand. “I know you hate my kind and all, but I just saved your ass. You could try to, uh, I don’t know? Loosen up a bit?”
“I didn’t need your help, so why don’t you just fuck off?” The hunter growled as a hand darted to his side. Lance sighed, and instead of being smart and leaving like he should have he gingerly placed an arm around the hunter and hoisted him up. There was some protest, but the hunter quickly gave up and leaned into the Demon. Lance could feel the stiffness of the hunter as they trudged along but he was just glad that he wasn’t struggling anymore.
“So, lead the way Mullet head.” Lance smirked, receiving a stomp on his toe from the hunter. He let out a small groan and punched the hunter in the side, causing him to grit his teeth and mutter some choice words at the Demon.
“You don’t wanna talk? Fine, I’ll just leave you right here then.” Lance said, growing annoyed at the attitude of the hunter. Hunter or not one should be grateful of help, even if it’s from your enemy. He proceeded to place the hunter down, but stopped when a hand gripped tightly at his shoulder.
“Fine just a little further, then I’ll crawl back. I’m not risking you knowing where we hide out.” the hunter uttered, cringing a little as Lance straightened up.
“So there’s more of you, huh?” Lance laughed, bouncing the hunter up a little to gain a better grip on his side and the arm that was draped around his shoulders. He could see the panic rise up in the hunter’s face and grinned a bit, it was common for people to not trust him if they knew what he was, but you’d think the whole saving his life thing would have made him a bit more trusting. After a few minutes with no response to his precious remark the hunter stopped moving and Lance stopped with him.
“Let me off here.” the hunter gritted, clearly struggling.
“Are you sure?” Lance asked, feeling almost a little bad for the guy currently draped around him. “I don’t want my good deed to go to waste, what if you die on the ground?” Lance asked, offering a little smile.
“Then I guess that’s just what’s gonna happen.’ The hunter snarled, pushing away from Lance abruptly. Lance yelped a bit as the hunter fell to the ground with a pained cry and suddenly Lance was lifting the hunter in his arms and carrying him bridal style. “Hey.. what do you..!” The hunter growled only to shut up when Lance gave him his signature death glare.
“Which motel room are you.” Lance bit out, annoyed by the hunter. He was so childish, Lance was already starting to regret helping this guy out.
“302.” The hunter muttered, and when he finally saw the motel he groaned and started to walk up the steps, sure Lance was a demon but that didn’t mean lifting some 165 pound guy up three flights of stairs was easy. As they got to the door Lance was about to knock when the Hunter’s hand stopped him. “Just put me down, I don’t think they would really enjoy seeing me with some stranger, let alone a stranger that is a demon, they aren’t any better than me if you know what I mean.”
“If you say so.” Lance smirked as he gently placed the hunter down. He had to admit that the guy was really attractive, but with that attitude Lance was quick to get over his thoughts as he shot some finger guns at him before disappearing into the night.
****
“Keith!” Pidge yelled, throwing their arms up before quickly lifting their partner up and bringing him to the hotel room. “Why did you go by yourself you could have gotten killed.”
“Ah well, I didn’t right.” keith smirked, falling backwards onto his bed on the far side of the small room. “I just couldn’t wait for you to come up with a plan, they needed to be hunted before they could hurt anyone.”
“I know that, but if you die then what do I do?” Pidge sighed. “Sure I’m all brains, but I don’t exactly have the brawn to hunt demons.”
“I don’t know your pretty tough, I’m sure you could kick my ass.” Keith laughed, a cough escaping him as he clutched at his bruised sides. “Besides, I wasn’t exactly alone.”
“Okay, and what does that mean?” Pidge asked, bringing a hand to rub at their forehead.
“One of them helped me, saved me actually.” Keith admitted, frowning at the thought of the demons slick smile and deep blue eyes. “He brought me all the way here, I don’t understand why? What was he gaining?” Keith furrowed his eyebrows in thought trying to wrap his mind around the situation. Demons were evil, they were vicious and they only cared about themselves, and their own personal gain. But this demon was a bit different. Still an asshole it seemed, but he was different
“You mean to tell me that a demon, the evil things we hunt and kill, helped you?” Pidge asked, tensing a little. “He might have been using that as a way to find out where we are staying so we should head out later, looks like no sleep for us.” Pidge sighed.
“I guess.” Keith spoke, thinking again about the situation. The demons that were being attacked did seem really caught off guard but that could have just been them acting. “You can sleep in the car, just let me take some painkillers.” Keith said as he sat up and on the bed and forced himself up.
***
“So that little thing in the green is the other hunter, they must be the brains.” Lance snickered as he rubbed his face. He was perched on the roof of the motel behind a chimney, and honestly he didn’t really know why. But then again, what else would he do. Life as a demon is kinda boring when you aren’t actually out to kill everything in your path.
“Lance, what do you think you are doing.” A stern voice came from being Lance, making him jump.
“Ah, Hunk…” Lance hesitated, knowing his best friend wouldn’t approve of his little escapade with the other demons earlier. “What’s up buddy!” Lance smiled trying to change the subject.
“Lance you didn’t get into trouble did you?” Hunk sighed, crossing his arms, like a disappointed mother would.
“Hunk, they were gonna kill the human, and besides they were the ones who crossed us last month, they had it coming.” Lance pouted.
“Wait, you saved a human?” Hunk asked, tilting his head. “I mean we aren’t exactly evil, but usually you are indifferent.”
“I don’t know this time was different.” Lance sighed. “These guys had it coming and the guys just happened to be beating up some hunter.”
“Wait, Lance… Oh my god.” Hunk gaped. “Not only did you save a human, but it was a hunter, are you crazy?” Hunk asked frantically. “What if they come after us, man?”
“First of all, this hunter wasn’t all that great.” Lance laughed, remembering all of the demons absolutely kicking the hunter's ass. “And second if anyone went after you you can know they won’t get very far.”
“Glad to know you got my back, buddy.” Hunk laughed, the panic draining from his face. “But now let’s be serious, why did you really save that human, Lance.”
“Hunk, I swear to god.” Lance groaned, already knowing where this conversation was going. “All I did was get the assholes away from him.” Lance explained. “He has a Mullet Hunk, what is this a 90’s movie?” Lance groaned.
“So why did I find you here spying on him, and his friend?” Hunk questioned. “Doesn’t seem like something you would do to someone you are indifferent about.”
“I…” Lance blushed. “Shut up Hunk let’s just go.”
“Whatever you say man.” Hunk smirked at him as they both disappeared into the night.
***
As Keith drove his car down the road with Pidge asleep in the passenger seat he thought back onto the events earlier in the night and he was still shocked. A demon had saved him, knowing he was a hunter. Keith can still remember the anger in the demon's eyes as they turned black and he started to throw punches as they all came for him. At first they seemed shocked, but they quickly went into battle mode, and it was very clear that the demon who had saved him was much stronger than the ones after Keith.
“I just don’t get it.” Keith whispered. “He’s a killer, all demon’s are.”
“You know that is a pretty rude stereotype.” A familiar voice spoke from the back seat, causing Keith to swerve and skid to a stop in the middle of the barren road. His knuckles were white as he held onto the steering wheel. He knew he shouldn’t have let the demon help him, and Pidge was here too. He didn’t know if he had the strength yet to protect them if he needed to and that terrified him. “Woah, relax there!” The demon laughed.
“Keith!” Pidge yelled as they shot up, only to go wide eyed when they looked into the back seat to see “Wait, oh god is that....” Pidge spoke in a low voice, looking over their glasses at Keith.
“Yep…” Keith spoke, anxiety rising as he tried to think of something to do if things went even more wrong. “Why are you here?” He asked.
“You know I just thought I’d have a little sna…” before the demon could even finish his sentence Keith pulled out his blade and hopped into the back seat, pushing the demon back and holding the knife to his neck, he watched the demon’s eyes widen and pushed the blade harder, he wasn’t about to die to some overglorified crossroad demon. “You know this is pretty… uh.” the demon spoke, a slight tremble to his voice as he grinned, Keith could feel the heat off of the demon’s face and he pushed down harder with the blade.
“Don’t joke, I’ve killed hundreds of you and I’m not gonna stop now.” Keith spoke through gritted teeth.
“Okay, okay!” The demon said sounding a bit defeated. “Just relax, I’m not gonna hurt you guys.” Lance sighed. “I… I saved you for crying out loud.”
“Why did you do that?” Keith asked, pulling the blade away a bit.
“The guys were assholes to me and my best friend, so they had it coming you just happened to be there.” The demon spoke frantically almost as if he was trying to convince himself of the same thing. “Can you please get off of me with that knife, you're being a bad influence on the kid here.”
“Hey!” Pidge yelled, lifting themselves up to their knees on the front seat. “I’m not a kid I’m 16!”
“Okay, sorry. You are being a bad influence on the baby pre-teen now could you get off me?” The demon spoke and there was a bite to his words as he pushed Keith off of him onto the other side of the back seat. “I’m not some killing machine, I’m a demon that separated from hell. I betrayed them. I’m an outcast if you will.”
“And we’re supposed to believe that?” Pidge asked, rolling their eyes.
“No demon of hell would attack their own, if that proves anything to you.”
“That doesn’t explain why you're here.” Keith groaned.
“I mean, maybe we could team up?” The demon suggested with a smile that nearly blinded Keith. “We would be the brain, the brawn, and the double brawn with extra good looks.”
Pidge just rolled their eyes but Keith’s patients were growing thin. What hunter would team up with a demon? It just didn’t make sense, but then he thought of all the inside information the demon must have and it sort of made more sense.
“I won’t even cramp your style I’ll just come when called, and I’ll help you in battle I never liked any of the crossroad demons anyways they’re sleazy.” The demon continued, cringing a bit.
“Yeah says the crossroad demon.” Pidge laughed, causing Keith to smile a bit. “We don’t even know who you are, we are not teaming up with some random demon.”
“I mean, as dumb as it sounds he does have inside information.” Keith spoke up finally. “It’s what we need if we wanna accomplish our goals here, as crappy as it sounds to work with a sleazy demon.”
“Hey! Mullet” The demon yelled. “The name is Lance.”
“You call me Mullet one more time and I will kick you out of this car and drive away.”
“I’m a demon, I can be back here in seconds.” Lance laughed. “You can’t stay away from me if you tried.”
“You’re insufferable.” Keith muttered. “But we have a deal, but you play by one rule.”
“And what rules are those pretty boy?” Lance sang, leaning in a little too close to Keith.
“You will never kill a human, ever, no matter what in battle with us.” Keith started, staring seriously. “If you do I will kill you on the spot, and I will not hesitate.”
“Awh, not even for a little sna…” Keith brought the blade back up defensively and Lance simply raised his arms in surrender. “I’m joking, I’m joking. I won’t kill any humans. I promise.”
“Pinky promise?” Pidge piped in, sticking out her pinky.
“Pinky promise.” Lance smiled as he locked pinkies with the young teen.
***
The two didn’t trust the demon yet, but they didn’t need to for now all he was was a resource, and resources could be replaced and discarded.