Asher Sellinite

The Summoning

I never thought I would summon a demon. My dad is a preacher and my mom would be horrified, but luckily for me- I'm 18 since last week and nothing they could say would stop me.

I drew up a summoning circle that I'd found in a questionable, ancient-looking book that I found in the old shed in our backyard, my dad had thrown it on a pile to be burned, but I found it in time. I drew a star within a circle, then several triangles, five, I believe, so meticulously. Because, I'm a perfectionist, I guess. And then I've heard that doing it right the first time often saves you a lot of trouble.

Then I spoke the incantation... it felt like I was speaking in tongues after a few times... I knew the language was either Latin or old, old Germanic English. The white chalk starts glowing a bright gold. My eyes widen as I stare at the now-glowing chalk, I'm still chanting as I wonder to myself what I would say or do if my dad walked in on me right now. I would look absolutely batshit.

I look up, my breath catching in my throat as I see a tall, elegant figure dressed in black leather armor with golden decals just floating down from the... heavens? No, this was supposed to be a demon... my thoughts are interrupted by his mischievous chuckles as he landed gently in the center of the circle,

"My,my little mortal... this was a mistake on your part, yes?" I shake my head slowly, my jaw dropping as he speaks, "A little young, aren't you?" I stutter a little before I brush the chalk off my lap, standing up a little straighter as I look down, intimidated,

"Y-yes, sir. I turned 18 last week." He chuckles again, as if I were absolutely adorable to him, his voice sounding sweeter,

"Aww, sir? You're so formal, little one," He steps closer to grab my chin, forcing me to look up into his shining, golden eyes, causing my breath to catch again, "Why am I here, mortal?" he demands. I swallow hard before I answer softly,

"I needed protection... you're, uhm, Asher Sellinite, right?" I could see the suspicion in his eyes,

"Yes...? And you are...?" I clear my throat a little and try to pull away from his hand, but his grip tightens, so I just say,

"Tedrose, sir." He smiles, that bit of infantilizing affection back in his eyes as he releases my chin to ruffle my hair,

"Ah, such a sweet little boy. And you need my protection? From what?" I stare up at him for a moment before I take a deep breath, explaining myself gently,

"I've, uhm... been having run-ins with vampires... sir."

"Vampires?" I can't tell if he's amused or horrified until he starts laughing, his hands lifting up a little to cup my cheeks, "Vampires, mortal? You summoned a demon, nay, the dark lord of the tenth ring of hell to protect you from vampires?" He chuckles for another moment as I give a slight nod, waiting for a serious response from him, "Well, these, uh, vampires... how long have they been pestering you, mortal?" I think for a moment,

"About... six months, sir." I say quietly. He smiles at me and starts just petting my hair... seeming to pity me.

"Oh, poor thing," he sighs, crouching down to my level a little more, "well, I'll hear you out. How about we go to my place and chat, hm?" I hesitate... going to a demon's house just sounded like a bad idea. That's how people disappear. But I'm desperate at this point, and his eyes are so...

"Yeah, okay." Shit. My body is moving without me realizing... Asher seems smug now, a mischievous grin plastered on his face.

He starts ushering me away from my house, his hand resting over my shoulders as he starts talking to me about all the ideas he has on me and my place in his life... and I'm agreeing to everything he's saying... my body is betraying me. I would've never agreed to let him feed off my emotions once a week, I don't even know what that means! My head is spinning and I feel like I'm going further and further into myself, I can barely feel him as he guides me through a portal into his mansion... where is the mansion? I want to ask him what he's doing and what's going on, but I can't... I feel so helpless.