Demon in the Dark (Open)

[TheNiteSiren]

I quivered in my white ceremonial gown. The room was dark, only the flickering flames from the candles I had lit illuminating the space. Time had come and gone, but nothing had ever changed in my life. As much love I had to give, no one was ever willing to give it back. I felt out of place in this world, a stranger walking with what should be "family". I had no place, no one where I truly belonged. It had all left this hollow ache in my heart, a tear that went right down to my soul. I couldn't do it anymore.

Three days ago I found an ancient ritual said to summon creature from the darkness. This was how deals were made and I knew exactly what I wanted. Death. I knelt in the middle of the room then took an athame and sliced through the flesh of my left hand, using the goblet before me to fill the cup with my blood. Once it was filled, I bandaged my hand, redundant as it was. I chanted the summoning spell then leaned forward, my dark hair laying like an ebony curtain before me. I wrote out the symbols from the book and prayed it would bring me the peace I so desperately needed.

As I finished the last of the symbols on the carpeted floor, they began to glow an eerie red. A window cracked open, letting in a breeze that tossed the slim material of my white gown about me. I looked around wildly, wondering where this dark creature may came from. "I summon thee to my side. Creature, make thyself known." I could feel this surge of power ebb through my veins, almost like a drug, sending me into a high that I never felt before. It had to work.

The floor creaked, causing me alarm. There was something in here but I had no idea what. "Hello?" There was a whoosh of air by my face and a vase tilted off my end table, smashing to the floor. Whoever or whatever it was, it was very fast. I could sense its power too, emanating in the air like an electric charge. Part of me was terrified but the other was relieved. Since it was so powerful, maybe I wouldn't suffer for too long before it ended my life. "Please....show yourself to me?"

 

[TheNiteSiren]

I didn't know what to make of the being in front of me. He resembled a man I knew...a wrestler I would lust over sometimes. He was beautiful in a masculine way, of course. It took a moment before I found my tongue again, realizing I was oogling him like an infatuated teenager. I had to remind myself of why I did this, why it was so important to stay on task. "Yes, I summoned you."

I turned, placing the athame on the alter I had made. The wound on my hand throbbed a bit but I never minded a little pain. It was all I knew of life so why should it. His appearance was incredibly distracting, to say the least. "I wish to make a deal with you." I could feel the power flowing from him and God, it was enticing, almost like a magnet that pulled me to him.

For a moment, I swore I saw something flash in his eyes. His appearance may be human but he was definitely NOT. "My life has been a painful one, full of sickness, anger and sadness. I wish for you to end my life for me." The old memories of the yelling and fighting came back to me like an echo of the past. I was always an outsider, no matter where I went. I never had a place of my own where I really felt like one of a group.

I knew not what I could offer him in return, my soul maybe. My experience with magicks had been very brief but my Nana had told me I had it within me to do great things. I never believed it but I wore her onyx pendant around my neck since the day she left it to me in her will. It was all I had left of the only loving relative in my life. The loss had been the beginning of my end.

I knelt before the male, my head hung low as I tried to hide the tears. "Please, I will grant you whatever is in my power....just end my suffering. I have nothing left for me here."

 

[TheNiteSiren]

I felt the sharp prick of a nail drawing my chin up to meet his gaze. My breath caught at those eyes, feeling like they were trying to see right into my soul. It was odd how confused he seemed by our surroundings, almost as if he hadn't been here for some time. For all I knew, that was exactly the case. I watched as he stared at my poster of Roman Reigns then gasped when he changed his appearance to mimic it. The effect on my body was almost instant, causing a tingling between my legs. He was devastating, even at a distance.

My brows arched in surprise when he sipped my coffee. Had he never tasted it before? I said nothing while he explored my living area, flinching only as he sniffed my blood, reminding me again that he wasn't human. It didn't take a genius to understand why he picked that form. I had been a fan of Roman Reigns for a long time. It was as if he picked it right out of my head. Not entirely impossible, considering what he was. I knew little of what powers he may possess.

"Lukan." I tested the name on my tongue. "I was raised to believe that if a mortal took their own life that their soul would be forever condemned to remain purgatory. That is why I couldn't do it on my own. Even if that belief is wrong, I cannot put away that nagging feeling I would never truly be at rest." My heart thudded a terrible beat inside my chest. He was wreaking havoc on my senses at this range. The appeal of him was clouding my mind with images of such erotic nature that I could feel arousal stirring in me. This was not why I had started this.

"I need an end to this life. I have tried to be a good person all my life and hopefully that will grant me another chance. I hope to be reborn one day, maybe to people who actually will want me." The grief in my voice was evident. "What else can you offer me?"

 

[TheNiteSiren]

I couldn't help the giggle when he gape at the car in the driveway. Probably not the best thing to do to a being that had more power in his little pinky than I had in my entire body. It must have been a long time since he last been summoned to the human world. "It's a car. It runs without horses." Not many practiced the old ways so he must haven't been summon in a few centuries.

His nearness was making me so nervous. He wanted my soul? If he could deliver on his promise then I would agree. There was nothing holding me to this life, no lover, no family. There had been a warning written in the ancient spellbook I had used. A warning that said demons were tricky creatures and used their words to con a human into a deal. I studied his demeanor, trying discern his thoughts from his facial expression and found that he was impossible to get a read on.

His deep voice made me tremble slightly. I gave it some thought but knew what I wanted. Whatever he had planned for me couldn't be much worse than what I had endured in my life already. I stepped closer to him, trying to gather my frazzled nerves together. I was afraid, only a fool would not be. "Then we have a deal." A cold wind blew through the room, a sizzle of electricity went up my spine.

With those words, I seemed to have sealed my fate. I knelt before him, my head down in acceptance. In a sense, I now belonged to him, my will forfeited to him. "I am your's....master.." I had no idea what would come next from all of this. There was definitely more to this deal then he had said.

 

[TheNiteSiren]

I could only gape at the body he had. The creature had a massive penis, which was very intimidating. My body was already heating, responding to him. My breath shudder as he crawled up my body then cried out harshly when he thrust into me. There was some discomfort at first then, to my surprise, he adjusted his size. When he began to move again, my slick juices coated his cock. Energy....a heat began to pulse through the air, over my skin.

Now in his natural form, I felt almost fascinated by him. The heat became more intense, enveloping me. I was quickling losing control of my body, tittering so close to the edge. His cock hit my g-spot and I bowed back, screaming the orgasm out. At the sharp bite of his fangs, I nearly felt my heart stop. The fire began to consume me and I felt my body begin to change.

Darkness echoed around me but I still heard his voice. I fought my way back to myself, finally opening my eyes when I tasted something warm and coppery in my mouth. Everything felt so much more intense! I opened my eyes, staring out as a newborn does after taking its first breath. I looked into your eyes, feeling your presence inside me. "Yes, I do." In the broken shards of my mirror, I could see the changes that had taken place.

My skin, always pale, now seemed to be shimmery silver. My eyes, once an ordinary shade of golden brown, glowed a bright yellow. On my head, two baby horn poked through. I reached up with a trembling hand to touch, not believing this was real. "You....you...made me a ...a." I couldn't even say it, not sure how to process this. My hair had even changed. Long streaks of red now threaded through my dark mane.

I looked around what used to be my apartment, examining the remains of what had been my life. That was when it hit me, a stabbing intense desire that nearly had me in my knees. "What the hell?!" I felt this need for his touch so intensely that my hands were on him before I could stop myself.