Old Mate

A few fleeting seconds passed before someone finally picked up the call.

"Hello, John! It's been ages!" A seasoned voice, bearing the wisdom of sixty years, greeted from the other end of the line.

John the lieutenant, hesitated before speaking. "I know you've retired, but I'm in a bind," he confessed with a heavy sigh.

"What's the matter?" Dominic's tone shifted to one of concern.

"I need your expertise. We're dealing with something... supernatural," John revealed, telling his old friend about his current situation. 

Understanding the urgency, Dominic's voice turned stern. "Order your men to fall back, John. This is beyond the capabilities of ordinary humans," he advised, a tinge of frustration evident in his words.

With a solemn nod, John acknowledged the severity of the situation.

He and Dominic shared a history from a mission a decade ago. In fact, Dominic once saved him from the clutches of death during a harrowing encounter with a serial killer.

Little did he know at the time, the perpetrator was not merely human but a supernatural being with a voracious appetite for human flesh.

In his weakest moment, Dominic's quick action prevented John from meeting his death, ultimately slaying the dark creature and ensuring his survival.

He had entertained the idea of sharing his extraordinary encounter with others, but Dominic cautioned him against it, warning that he would likely be dismissed as delusional.

The government, in its efforts to maintain order and stability, was serious in concealing such unsettling truths from the public eye.

The revelation of monsters among them was deemed too dangerous, a potential catalyst for widespread panic and societal upheaval.

"Alright ," Trusting in his judgment, John accepted the grim reality that this threat surpassed conventional solutions.

As John gazed up at the night sky, memories of his first encounter with the supernatural flooded his mind.

'They should've revealed the truth long ago,' John muttered, puffing on his cigarette before reaching for his radio. 'Why keep the truth hidden? ' he added.

"Fall back! Evacuate the cemetery, now!" John's urgent message echoed through the radio waves, a clear directive in the face of danger.

Meanwhile, in a secluded corner of the bustling city, Dominic found a moment of rest, a chance to steady his racing thoughts and quell the emotions churning within him. The weight of the impending mission pressed down on his shoulders.

Demons, those elusive and cunning creatures, possessed a keen sense of timing, emerging from the shadows only when they were confident in their power.

The brazen act of this particular demon, openly displaying its lethal intent, served as a chilling testament to its confidence.

Clad in his crimson kimono, he steeled himself, his hand resting firmly on the hilt of his sword. Each breath served as a stark reminder of the daunting task that lay ahead.

"It's been too long since my last demon encounter," he reflected, his gaze fixated on the gleaming blade of his katana. Memories of near-death battles resurfaced.

He could have reported this to the Demon Hunter association, but he knew they were currently stretched thin in manpower.

With a high-level Demon currently being hunted, everyone was occupied with their duties, leaving little room for additional tasks.

At the same time, hearing John's narrative , he could tell that demon right now was just a lower rank.

Demons are typically classified into various categories:

Unranked Demons, Lower Demons, Middle Demons, High Demons, Upper Demons, Demon Lords, Demon Kings, and the legendary Demon Gods. Each tier represents a different level of power and hierarchy within the demonic realm.

Unranked demons occupy the lowest tier, having recently emerged into existence and lacking power. These fledgling demons must be quickly eradicated before they have the opportunity to mature and strengthen their abilities further.

"I hate being a demon slayer," he sighed, the weight of his duty heavy upon him. He was already retired, but the call to protect humanity was stronger. He knew he couldn't turn a blind eye to the demon's threat.