Demonic

Ah yes. Silver city. A place of opportunity, wonder, and- "I will knock. You're. Ass. Out.". .... The white demon. White hair, pale-ish skin, 5'8, blood red eyes. Yep, it's her. "And why should we?". This was coming from a squad of low level thugs who are about to have a really bad day.... If they live. "Why don't you just come with us and we can have some fu-". Before he could speak her knee connected with his crotch and two straight red horns came up from her head.

"N- no way?!". She then smiled and said "To be fair.... I did say I would knock you out. Not that I would be nice about it!". After she said those words they ditched they're fallen comrade and ran. "As for you," She said lifting him up by the collar. "I think you and I will have a little fun seeing if you can avoid me for the next hour before I drag you by the hair to the police station. I'll give you a 5 minute head start.".

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"Mr. Jones?" A women who looked like a secretary said going into a detective office. "Yes?" He said looking up from some paperwork. "Your daughters here to see you.... again.". He then shot up and rubbed his forehead walking out the door. The detective in question had messy brown hair, was 6 feet tall, had a slight bit of scruff on his chin, and was the best detective in the city. He walked into the lobby with his signature brown jacket, black boots, and a white vest.

He looked to his right to see her sitting in a chair with her feet up. "Hey kiddo-" She then stopped him and said "3 things: Did you take your medicine? How are you doing today? And I brought another low level thug to justice.". He almost laughed at the audacity. "I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm not the one who dragged a bruised and bloody grown man by the hair inside while singing 'I can't decide' while twirling a pocket knife and scared half the department.".

"To be fair, him and his group did corner me. You did say that if I attack someone they need to give me a good reason.". He let out a laugh and said "Alright! I'll get this cleared up and send out a group to find the rest of his buddies. You should stick around until I'm done!" He said slightly cheerful. As she was about to leave he said "Oh and Chloe.". She turned around to get into a large hug. "I love you~". She started struggling and said "Please not in front of the entire police force. I.... I love you too...." She said grumbling.

She left the building and started walking through an apartment complex. As she was walking she looked around and put on a white hoodie. "So where to go first? Maybe I'll go-" She was cut short as her phone dinged with a text from 'Spider girl'. "What the fu-" She said as a video of her chasing around the thug from earlier played. She then started calling them and a young female voice picked up. "Widow what the fuck is this?!" She shouted into the phone. "I saw you from my balcony and figured it would make some juicy new content!" Widow said optimistically.

".... Widow.... I understand you aspire to be a reporter. But I'm already known around the city as 'The White Demon'.". Widow then said "Well I'm-" She gets interrupted and Chloe says "I'm glad you got my good side though!". They both start laughing and chat a bit more before she hangs up. "Good god Widow! You're going to be the death of me.".

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A few hours later he returns home to attempt to slowly sneak past her dad. She see's him on the couch and then by some miracle gets to her room. "Thank the gods-" She then see's him drinking coffee on her bed and her blood runs cold. "Chloe." He says looking at him take a sip. "So I know your probably wondering-" He then hold up his finger and his once brown eyes turn a silver color, the white in them turning jet black.

He puts down his mug and says "Can I ask? I get done with work, you're not there as usual. I go home, I saunter down to the kitchen to get a bite to eat and I get a notification on my phone for an hour and 4 minute long video of you chasing a grown man through several alleyways as you slowly let him leave and then catch him 20 times.".

Chloe paled as he looked her in the eyes and said "So tell me the truth.... Was that you?". The tactic had become a game to the two. Whenever his eyes flashed as they did now, his one ace as a detective would activate. "Y-.... Yes.". His eyes then went back to normal and he sighed. "I'm not mad. It's just that well, I also can't say I approve of your methods.". She let out the breath she was holding in and said "I know but-", "Let me finish.".

"I don't approve of your methods, but we took a look at the guy you caught and he both figuratively and literally spilled his guts. So with that being said," He said walking towards the door. "Even though you're more violent, you have good intentions. Just remember that sometimes the good ones shouldn't sacrifice innocent people or endanger them.".

After that he left and the first thing she did was let out a loud burst of air she had kept in to the point where she sounded like a tea kettle.

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In the morning she woke up early so as to not be late for school. As they were driving her father said "Remember, you're sixteen. Don't do anything crazy and no murder. And remember-" She then got out the car and said "I know, you love me.". Once she walked in she made a beeline for a skinny raven haired girl who was 5'6, one eye covered by her hair which was very long and dark, blue eyes, and she was wearing black jeans with a black short sleeve that had a red diamond in the middle.

She turned to see her friend walk up to her, grab her shirt and say "So Widow, how many likes did that video get and I might consider not ripping of your limbs!" She said optimistically. A quiet voice from Widow then said "It got to over 3 million. It also gave me another 100 subs.". She looked in her blue eye and wanted to buy her a bunch of pillows and see her be a bed gremlin but declined. "You have been spared.".

They then go towards they're first class and right after they turn the bend Chloe runs into somebody knocking them both over. They then look at each other and say "Who are you?".