Get back up.
His eye fluttered open as the bright lights above blinded it almost as soon as he opened it, closing it shut once more before covered it with his hand. The burning sensation in one, and absolutely no feeling in the other. It took Orpheus a moment before he remembered that he had lost it to a patriarch vampyre not two days earlier.
"How you holding up?" A familiar voice to his right asked as he dared open his one remaining eye slightly to see the loveable chubby friend in a stark white suit. A black tie around his neck, it was company policy that everyone wore a tie. No matter what color, or what outfit they were wearing. You weren't allowed to hunt unless you had a tie. Kaleb smiled as he saw his friend open his bloodshot brown eye and grin weakly at him.
"I'm doing pretty good. Minus the missing part, but hey. Part of the job." Orpheus replied as sat up in bed, no one else was in the room other then Kaleb, who despite being a bit younger then Orpheus he was much higher in rank. He had a gift no one else in the company had, he could talk to the higher ups, their boss's bosses.
"Don't worry about it, I think you'll look badass with an eyepatch." Kaleb laughed as smacked his friend on the back of the head a bit harder then he should've if he was playing around.
"That's for nearly ODing on dragon's blood, fucking idiot. You know that you have absolutely no tolerance for it, hell you're practically allergic. How many times do I have to tell you? Dragons were celestial entities, and you're on the other end of the spectrum. It's harmful for humans and even some of the more angelic members of the company can only handle so much. Might as well inject yourself with cyanide." Kaleb scolded his employee and old friend.
"Then stop giving me the stuff, if I hadn't taken it I would've slowed Hikaru down, and we had to sprint out of there. Couldn't of done that with two broken ribs and a missing eye without some sort of painkiller." Orpheus retorted as he gingerly touched the left side of his torso, smiling as he felt no pain.
"Healed up already, being a a demi-fiend has it's benefits. Although I can never enter a church, touch any holy artifacts, or use most of the company's equipment." Orpheus complained about his genetics, pulling out the IV from the top of his hand and the multiple other medical attachments they had him hooked up to.
"Sure you don't want the rest of the week off?" Kaleb asked as he helped Orph to his feet, it had become a common occurrence to see Orpheus in hospital gowns after every mission. Getting fucked up was his specialty, on and off the job. Although he healed quicker then anyone else in the company he wasn't indestructible, although he acted like it.
He was like most people in the company, a halfer. Only half human, the rest of him was something more supernatural. But unlike the rest of the company he was half-infernal. His father was one of the greatest fiends in the infernal realm, knocked up some whore and forgot to kill her. Would've been better on the girl if his father had, demi-fiends aren't born the normal way. They claw their way out of the womb, and Orpheus hadn't been an exception. He was picked up by the company not long after his third birthday in the orphanage, been with them ever since.
Kaleb was the exact opposite, he was a demi-arch. The son of one of the greatest celestial beings to ever walk the earth, an archangel. His mother was unable to cope with the power her son contained, she spontaneously combusted as she gave birth to him. Kaleb hadn't even gotten a slight burn from the heat, just an infant surrounded by a bunch of ash.
They were raised together, and had been childhood friends, and rivals since they could walk. But Kaleb's gift was discovered early, and he has spent nearly his entire life as the link to the higher ups.
While Orpheus had been climbing up the ranks from acolyte to full-fledged hunter in record time.
But his savage nature and habit of causing mass destruction while on the job ended up with him being partnered with Hikaru, another of the company's oddities. A demi-phoenix, she's died on the job four times and counting. She was a star hunter, never missed a target, even on the missions she had died on. All were because she had been wounded so badly she couldn't hold on till a med-team got there.
None of them knew the exact identity of their parents, and they were all on different sides of the coin.
Kaleb, a celestial halfer, the son of the an archangel.
Hikaru, an earthly halfer, the daughter of one of the greatest unaligned supernatural entities known to man.
Orpheus, an infernal halfer, the son of a demonic lord of the underworld.
They rarely agreed on anything, but they had been friends since childhood.
Just then the door opened, and a brunette woman dressed in a nurse's outfit walked in. The only person who was the exception when it came down to the tie rule, and that was because she burnt down the last infirmary when she was forced to wear a tie.
"Oh come on, you did this didn't you?" Orpheus threw up his arms in exasperation as he looked at his former girlfriend, who was also one of the best medical personal that the company had. She was used to fixing him up after missions, although it had started to get awkward when they split up.
"No, everyone else is pretty busy. Shit hit the fan after you went down. We lost nearly an entire team to a pack of were-beasts last night, the only survivor is infected. And if you're up to it, that's your next job. We need that alpha brought down. I'll see you later man, talk to Tom if you are interested in the job. Hikaru already threw her hat in." Kaleb said his goodbyes before nodding to Taylor, who had a pissed off look on her face.
"Hel-"
Craaack!Her first made perfect contact with his jaw.
