Well, I guess a few of you know who I am. For those who don't, my name is Ryan Carter. No relation to Peggy and Sharon Carter.
I'm nineteen years old and I'm a 'Hunter' You may be wondering what that is. Well, it's a name we call ourselves, the pursuers of the supernatural.

We hunt and take down creatures that go bump in the night to keep those who are unaware safe. You think I'm crazy, well, I'll tell you something else. I'm a descendant of one, more specifically the nephalem. A offspring of a angel and demon.

I'm only half nephalem, but it doesn't mean I haven't inherited some of their traits; such as my wings and a few powers.

In short, monsters and other beings are truly real.

Another thing about me is that I have a hard time dating due to this life that was chosen for me.
But eh, I'm sure you don't want to know about that, so, I will leave it at this.

Iron, silver, spray paint, and a little bit of salt.

Yeah, I know, not a really inspiring sentence to leave off at.