[h2][b]Josiah[/b][/h2]
He was on a hunt right now, on a mission, he had to get this monster! He was determined to hunt them all, all the monsters! 

[i]Every
Single
One[/i]

"Damn it sis you could have given me more info then this." The hunter grumbled, he didn't like not being fully prepared. He had a bad feeling something big was coming, and he didn't know what. Lately there had been more demonic activity and of course more monster attacks as well. He could recall talking with his father about how when there was a surge in demonic activity or if there was then something was afoot below.

He was parked in his vehicle with the lights off, he'd been investigating a batch of mysterious deaths at a college campus. Women who had lost control and killed there boyfriends, many of there friends had described the relationships as less then stellar behind close doors. The proper word to describe them would be abusive, so the MO he was working with was some force that had it out for these guys. He'd ruled out the potential of it being Siren, as he wasn't able to find any signs of the specific flowers they left behind plus Siren's usually ruined the men's life by controlling them to kill there own love interest. More then that it was usually men who while in loving relationships tended to slip up and seek out physical comfort elsewhere such as in strip clubs or even once he'd encountered a siren operating within the confines of a prostitution sex ring.

"Ah well it's signs of ectoplasm, well well well." Josiah looked at his reader, he hopped out the car and fetched a shotgun loaded with salt rounds. He also grabbed an iron bar and slipped it in the bottom fold of his cargo pants. That was his back-up weapon against this vicious spirit. Whipping out his phone he went to his notes he compiled about this case, from the information his sister passed to him and what he managed to pull himself.

A girl Dawn Stiles had commited suicide at the campus four years prior and was reportedly in an abusive relationship. The player she was involved with had a succesful athletic career, so the college shut down her attempts to bring him to justice. Of course he'd been the first victim three weeks ago, right as he was close to finishing his senior year and had netted a contract with the NFL.

"Well Well Well Dawn was like you ain't finna get no money bruh." Josiah chuckled, he didn't find abuse or anything about the situation funny outwardly. But in a strange sense he understand this spirit, or well all vengeful spirits. He was a firm beleiver in karma, & felt many of these spirits had been wronged in life. In a way that had left them no amends for the crimes that had been committed against them, and so now as spirits they wanted to take their supernatural vengeance.

Of course it was never that simple, many times these spirits fueled by rage could never stop with the very person who wiped out their lives. They had to keep going and going until they involved other people.

"Josiah.....Josiah!!!"

A voice rang out and the hunter flipped around clutching his gun. His meter started blinking rapidly and he had visible cold breath. [i]Oh shit looks like there coming to me[/i]

Josiah inched around the car upset that he might have been spotted by Dawn.  "Why didn't you save me! Why did you let that demon kill me!!!"

Josiah almost froze, the voice he heard wasn't one that he didn't recognize. It was Nikki Waters, a girl who'd been possessed by a cross-roads demon he ganked a little over a year ago. Him and his sister had tried to exorcise the demon, but Nikki was in the national guards when the black smoke had invaded her life. As such during the attempts to exorcise the demon, it had detonated a grenade that Nikki herself had been carrying around as part of her gear.  Josiah & his sister narrowly managed to get out of the bomb's radius, but in that time the dreaded black smoke had escaped Nikki and left her body mutilated and burned to a crisp. So he was shocked when he saw none other then Nikki in her military garb appearing as she did when him and his sister had first ran into her months ago.

"Nikki?! What the hell how...your alive..no...y-..y"

"No I'm not alive no thanks to you! A couple words of latin earlier and I would have been! Why me! You saved so many others, but no me why?! This is suppose to be your job, your family's business, but you failed me, but I guess that comes at no surprise, because you failed your own mother! Some hunter you are, you piece of shit!!!!"

"No I..I.." Josiah was startled, being faced to face with a woman he tried so hard to liberate from the demons but failed. Josiah pulled the trigger firing the salt round but the spirit vanished and re-appeared behind him using telekinesis to fling him into the side of his own car.

The hunter groaned from the impact getting up and grabbing his shot-gun which flew out of his hands. The ghost had other plans using TK to push the shot-gun away and lifted Josiah up before smacking him against the car then hitting him a few more tiems.

"You tried?! Well it didn't work!! You didn't try hard enough you didn't care!!!! Your not a real hunter, your not a real hero, you"

[i]SWOOOSH![/i]

Josiah had pulled out and swung the iron blade through Nikki causing her to dissipate. He was breathing heavilly and clutched his chest which was hurting from the supernatural blows he'd took from the spirit. He stumbled forward grabbing his discarded shot-gun and EMF meter before hopping in his car. He didn't even pay attention to the dented door before putting the keys in the ignition ad pulling off. Forget the Dawn Stiles case, he had to get out of there for now, he was rattled by what he just saw and for now he needed a break because seeing Nikki again was haunting literally. "What the hell." Josiah muttered to himself as he picked up in speed getting away from the campus.

He thought he had this case in the bag, all the research. All the signs of evidence he collected, going form a potential siren to ghost possession to seeing one of those victims he failed to save that really effected him. A single tear-drop rolled down his eye as he ran a red light. 

Something was going on, something big, and little did he know this was just the beginning.