Hell of a Love Story

Prologue 2

It took some time to get used to this world. Seeing it through the dreams of men didn't give me even the slightest edge. But, I managed. It sucked at first.

After seeing that there was nothing more that I could do for the poor guy, I left the building, reverting to my natural form. The world out there was... strange. All around me, there were the humans. Men, women, and the little ones without the sex drive. They all stopped and stared at me. Buildings covered in the soft wooden stuff used for fires lay in line with the one I had exited and in a line across from me. Why would they build a house out of a material they use to make a fire? Unlike we demons, they have difficulty surviving flames. Humans were truly stupid.

The humans seemed to be panicking, especially the little libido-less ones. The men seemed alarmed, but were not running away. Realising that this might be an opportunity, I turned towards them hungrily, turning up my charm. They would succumb, and I would enjoy designing them dry.

But before I could even take a step, a beast of some kind came running towards me, forcing the stupid humans to stop staring and move out from the black, rough rocks to the smooth white rocks. It stopped, but instead of attacking or greeting me, a human stepped out of some orifice in its side.

"Ma'am, please come with me." The man looked serious. He was wearing the suit that men wear at work when they wish to have sex with their underlings. Or perhaps they wear them to work all the time, I remember thinking. I don't know. Something was off about him.

"Why?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. "Did you need my services? Are you willing to pay?" He seemed less dense than the others around us. He'd want to make a contract. He was most likely defended, and capable of holding me. Human defenses had gotten better over time. Maybe I was giving up too soon, but I wasn't in the mood to put up a fight. I'll terrorise and seduce humanity some other century.

"No. We need to understand the circumstances of your arrival and how to get you back to your own realm. In addition, you are bothering the people around us. They... are not used to seeing your kind. And, they are more accustomed to seeing females clothed."

"You'll help me get back?" I asked, wonder in my voice. That meant that he couldn't banish me. Well, the terms of the contract didn't have much room for loopholes. The curious thing is that, given that he couldn't banish me, he didn't want to keep me instead. It would be easier to trap me in some sword or... one of those gun things, or a necklace, than it would be to send me back. I spoke up. "Why? What would you get out of it?"

"This is not your world," he said simply. "We would be better off if you returned to your own realm. People such as yourself disturb our order. So, of course, the benefit is mutual. Now, please..." He motioned towards the beast. With a shrug, I went inside.

There were seats, which, with a spark of magic, adjusted to fit my size. Before the man closed what seemed to be a door on the beast, I saw that most of the women and libido-less humans had left, but the men, of course, had stayed to watch, mesmerised. The man closed the door and entered the beast through another door.

"What manner of beast is this," I asked curiously, standing and leaning forward to look closer at the man. He had a tough guy look, yet had a cute pair of good-hearted sea green eyes. His curly black hair made him look sweet, but the way that his square chin looked like it had skipped its morning shave, and the sloppiness of his suit continued to contrast. Interesting combination.

"Sit back and secure yourself with the seatbelt... like I did," he said, not at all interested in the bouncy body so close to him. Was he gay? "This is a van, a vehicle. We use it to travel. Cars, and the bigger trucks and vans are not creatures, but mechanical creations that we humans have made." His voice was high, but still low enough to fit this region's preconceived idea of masculinity