The Hunter is a Devil

After their illuminating talk that afternoon Kerri had skipped out again, calling over her shoulder for Jesse to be in bed by nine tonight. The rumble of her Harley was cut off quickly and when Sam checked the window she was long gone.

Bobby had taken the kid into the kitchen and sat him down with a sandwich. Sam took a seat at the table across from him.

“So that Kerri chick. She any good at taking care of you?” Sam asked as him softly, folding his hands on the table. Jesse chewed into his sandwich and shrugged slightly, looking up at him.

“She's okay. I mean...she doesn't really know how to take of a kid I guess”

“What do you mean?”

“Just some of the stuff she says or does. Kerri likes to curse around me, and she smokes a lot. She stays up really late pouring over different books and sits on the bed smoking as she does.” Jesse shrugs again, pulling a piece of crust off of his sandwich.

“She doesn't....uh.....watch adult films in front of you? Does she?”

“Huh? Kerri doesn't watch TV. She's either asleep, reading a book, or out doing whatever she does when she leaves me alone”

“And she does that often?”

“A few times. I've only been with her for two weeks. Mostly she's out when I'm asleep and is back when I'm waking up. That's why she wants me in bed at nine, so I'll be awake when she comes back in.”

“Does she ever tell you where she goes?”

“Sometimes. If she goes out of the country she'll bring back breakfast from wherever she went. If she stays in the country we'll go out to a diner for breakfast.”

“But she does take care of you? Feed you, keep you in good clothing?”

“Yep! We even went clothes shopping this morning!”

“That's good” Sam chuckled, letting Jesse finish his sandwich. The kid burped softly, laughing at the sound.

“She's also teaching me.”

“To control your powers?”

“Yeah, Kerri knows a lot of tricks and stuff!”

Sam nodded as Jesse took his plate to the sink. He had been worried when he saw Kerri's nature. She seemed to brash, and almost to.....demonic from the half hour that she had been here. Jesse seemed happy though, and seemed to be comfortable enough around her.

“So, what all has she taught you? Any cool things?”

“Yeah! She's really good at illusions and is teaching me how to do them. I'm getting better.”

“Are you?” Sam smiled as Jesse hopped back into his seat, smiling widely at the questions

“Kerri is way better, she can make anything! I can make small illusions, but Kerri once filled an entire diner with people. They talked and there was noise like a real diner.”

Sam shifted in his seat at that. Illusions took a lot of skill to get right, and Jesse was saying that Kerri could do them without much trouble. It made him uncomfortable to think that someone that powerful had just been in Bobby's house.

Jesse didn't notice how he was acting to the news and kept chattering on about how Kerri was teaching him how to use different powers and how to hone his skills. He happily chattered about the different foods she had brought him from wherever she was, or the few cities they had gone through.

He let the boy talk about the last two weeks, nodding and smiling. Jesse seemed happy enough and while Sam didn't trust Kerri yet it seemed like she was trying to help the kid out.

“So Kerri is pretty good to you?”

“She's really nice when she wants to be.”

….

The bar was filled with smoke and the crack of a pool game. Kerri blew a curl of smoke into the air, smirking as the scent of cinnamon and honey filled her nose. Djarum Blacks were her favored brand, mostly for the scent. The bartender slid her a shot of scotch, giving her a nod as well.

Tapping the ash off the end of her cigarette into one of the ashtrays she downed the shot quickly. Shaking her head slightly at the bite she chuckled. It had been a while since she had straight German scotch and the taste was stronger than she remembered.

She tapped the bar for another and suddenly shifted in her seat. Someone had come up behind her and was towering over her. Taking another drag on her cigarette she turned on the bar stool and looked up. It was a bear of a man, all shoulders and chest.

“Can I help you drug?” She asked, purposely dropping a Russian word at the end. The jawline of the man twitched for a moment.

“Scotch is a strong drink for a little mädchen like you” He growled out, leering down at her. Kerri rolled her eyes and blew a line of smoke into his face.

“I'm stronger than I look.”

The man laughed and leaned closer, smiling widely. Kerri couldn't help the wrinkle of her nose at the sight of his blackened teeth. When she took a small breath in though she froze slightly, then a smirk crossed her lips.

“Are you mädchen? Maybe we should see about that?“

Taking a final drag from her cigeratte Kerri half turned and stubbed it out in the ashtray. Leaning up in her seat she blew a ring of smoke into his face.

“You smell like sulfur”

The man froze and it gave Kerri enough time to grip the back of his hair. With a quick move she was out of her seat and using the momentum to slam is face down into the bar. Letting him go she hopped back, arms at her side as she waited.

The man reared upright and turned to her, his eyes now completely black and nose broken and bloody. He took a clumsy swing at her, trying to use his body weight to overtake her. Kerri's smaller frame meant she was faster than him, and she dropped under his arm. Coming up she grabbed it and twisted it to an odd angle.

Holding it tightly she kept twisted until she felt the muscles in his arms rip and the man growled out in agony. Smiling wickedly she dropped his arm and moved in closer. Her nails dug into the scene of his face, ripping his skin open as she used her strength to force him back.

Kerri followed him back,crowding him against the bar again. By now the others in the bar were on their feet and shouting as they watched the match. With her free hand Kerri reached down and grabbed on of her guns.

“Now I know for a fact that even if I kill the body you'll keep fighting me.” She teased as she pressed the gun into his temple. He was sweating as he stared at her, black eyes wide with fear. “So.....”

Trailing off Kerri smiled again before pistol whipping him and sending the man to the floor. She held her gun loosely at her side, watching him stand upright. He turned to her and growled, trying to figure a way to take her down.

Tilting her head to the side Kerri regarded the others that had gathered. A few in the back had black eyes as well, but they weren't joining in the fight. The man she was facing finally made another move.

BANG!

The people behind him were sprayed with blood and brain matter as the man dropped to his knees, the back of his skull blown out. Crouching in front of him Kerri gripped his hair and made him look her in the eyes.

“Get out of him” She growled and threw him away from her. As he landed face down Kerri watched the black smoke that made up the demon pour from the corpse's mouth and escape into the air. She turned her attention back to the other demons.

They pulled further into themselves, trying to move away from her line of sight. Holstering her gun she turned to the bar and brushed the glass away from it.

“Give me a reason not to call the cops.”

The bartender stared her down from the other side. She gave him a small smile, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

“It was just a bit of stress relief. Now about that scotch?”