by Rue Volley
“I know they will kill me, who says I am looking to stick around that long anyway?” she said and I grinned and pulled a cigarette out too and lit it up. I flipped my cigarette in my fingers quickly, facing the black butt of it towards her.
“Suck on that,” I said quietly and she looked down and grinned, letting me know I was in and she was about to become what she should be… that of Izzy’s sister, who never perished as she originally thought she had, but had been bitten by a demon. She had lived forever, or longer than any of us had, finally reaching an age where she could be strong enough to fight, but this first hunter would now be able to end this curse when she found her true love which if my dreams tell me right, will be a man who ironically will be named after a place of witches, that of Salem, home to Izzy and her family so long ago, but first I have to fucking wake her up, which may be a pain in the ass if she is anything like Izzy, which I bet she fucking is….
