Hiding from my Demon Prince

It has been one hour. One hour since she was waiting on this rooftop, waiting for her target to arrive. With this mission complete, I would have so much money. I can buy all the beautiful diamond studded heels and those coats and that beautiful ruby necklace I saw yesterday... a car arriving made me snap out of the daydream I was having.

There he is, the vampire who will die at my hand today. Finding him was a little difficult, with the number of enemies he had, one can never be too careful. It is very rare for him to be seen outside he is always holed up in his den.

Today is an exception because five of his illegal dens were burned to the ground, so he had to come out. I might have a little something to do with that. There is nothing one cannot do with money and the right connections.

There is not a crime he hasn't committed, including human trafficking, child trafficking, smuggling drugs, and selling illegal weapons. His crimes were going to catch up to him. there are many who want him dead.

In my demon form, I can feel their presence from here. There are two vampires, his bodyguards in the front seat, and a vampire in the backseat, my job is to kill the vampire in the back. The sooner he is dead the sooner I'd get paid.

He thinks no one knows he is here. His bodyguards are probably highly trained but they can't hold a candle to me. There are many types of demons, and vampires are also a type of demon.

Covering my face with my signature black mask with delicate flowers woven with gold to go with my cape that has two sides to it, one red when I am killing, so that there won't be blood stains. And the other side is black. I specifically designed the mask myself. I am covered from head to toe in my black cape. The cape is for when it gets messy. I'd hate to get my clothes bloody. It also helps me keep my identity a secret.

As a hybrid, I am half-witch and half-demon. The thing that is different about me from other hybrids is that I can fully turn into a demon. Or fully turn into a witch I would rather stay in this form but that witch is also as strong as me so it would just kill both of us if we fight with each other destroying our shared body so we agreed to share this body equally and to not interfere in each other's life.

Our name, the name our father gave us, is Elizabeth. I know it's boring. Because we both loath our father, (me more than her) we decided to not keep anything he gave us. I go by the name Nyx and she goes by Morana.

Apparently, it is also my grandmother's name. I don't know why he would name me after that bitch. The only person even our sweeter than sugar Liza also hates besides our father is that bitch who threw me out of her house when I was merely a child when she found out that I am a hybrid.

A four-year child who didn't know why her loving grandmother would suddenly start screaming at me. Staring at me in disgust. Now that you know why I hate her so much, let's not talk about her anymore.

Not only do our names, our appearance, and our personalities differ from each other too. While I have noticeable red eyes and elegant horns protruding from my forehead, my form gets sexier, and more enticing when I take my demon form. As body movements become smooth with the natural grace of a demon.

Meanwhile, Mor looks.... well; she looks normal, not as beautiful as me. The same feature we share is our long red hair. She is a sweet little thing who likes to help others, smile at strangers on the street, and do shit like donating half the money I earn. Sometimes I just want to strangle her. But I am too precious to die.

Whereas I like to kill, it is the one thing that I am naturally good at, so I became an assassin. There is a condition though I can't kill just anyone. When she first found out that I became an assassin she didn't let me take my demon form, she didn't even sleep for 2 days afraid that she would lose her focus; she is so stubborn I want to smother her but then I guess we both have that in common.

In the end, we made a deal that I would only kill bad people, making me an unwanted superhero. But whatever makes me rich.

I like the fear people feel when they hear my name and I also like a very comfortable lifestyle, don't people say "do what you love?" And I immensely enjoy what I do. But as my powers are growing, it is becoming increasingly easy. And the thrill that I felt was gone. It is just boring now. A means to earn money so that I can do whatever I want and live however I want.

The car stopped in front of the building. I am behind on my schedule and bored waiting for them so I will make this quick. As soon as they stepped outside the car, I was in front of them. They only had the time to blink before I killed the two bodyguards. They didn't even know what was happening before they died.

I was a blur as I went to the back where my target was and was up on the vampire with my specially designed stake with delicate gold cravings and tiny diamonds on the top with a very sharp end. Holding him down with one hand as he tried to escape, I staked it in his heart quickly before he tried anything vampires are fast and strong. The trick with them is to be faster than them and to surprise them, which will give me the time to finish them.

The stake looks so beautiful in my hand as it pierces through his heart, tiny diamonds twinkling as they catch the light. It was worth the time I spent making it. I wiped it clean on his coat and stashed it away.

Another piece of trash was wiped from the face of this earth. All because of me. I was born for this. The money I would get for this is quite good, what should I buy next? Maybe a motorcycle, I will have to learn how to ride it though. It will be awesome. I always wanted a motorcycle.

When I was about to leave and spend my hard-earned money, I felt a presence.