1 Chapter 1

"Hey brat, where the fuck am I?" I suddenly spat out realizing this was not Yucatán. No sandy coastlines, Mayan architectural structures, or the crystal clear ocean with waves ebbing back and forth at the shorelines.

Instead, I was stepping on some occult-like circle with an excited but trembling hormonal teenager that may or may not be the reason I was in this damp dingy room. There was a questionable span of blankness in my memory, before arriving here. Maybe I shouldn't have hidden the secret stash of alcohol in a large perfume bottle before knocking out at the terminal.

I take that back, he was definitely part of the problem upon the heady scent of iron, which I logically guessed as blood lingering in my nostrils. It didn't help that the small flicker of flames dotted around the room made large splatters of ambiguous stains briefly discernible.

"I don't have all day you know?" The front soles of my Gucci heels tapped impatiently against the blood soaked ground and maybe a few clumps of animal carcacess.

Great. Now there's blood on it.

The traditional mentality for a normal 24 year old woman is to enact an ear piercing scream and try to scramble away from the suspicious scraggy looking teen in front of me, however I was not much of a normal woman. Instead, I had a bubbling concoction brewing in my gut with a side of daddy issues; far too much to care about the obscene blood-caked walls.

"I-I-I d-did it!" He visible trembled and his dry lips widened into an ecstatic smile showing his surprisingly pearly teeth.

"Did what?" I asked shifting the weight of my body onto my left leg. An inauspicious premonition nailed at the back of my mind. Even so, I wanted a solid confirmation from the young brat who summoned me.

The brunette's lips stretched even wider, eyes gleaming in happiness—was that hope I sensed?

"Oh, great demon," he began.

Oh great, he's lost it. But one thing was sure, my internal time bomb ticked three seconds shorter and a pump of raging hot blood circulated another round in my heart.

"I am your summoner and M-Master. Hear thy wish and desires. Bring—ow!"

My hand stung, but it stung in a pleasantly fulfilling way. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't turn you into my next protein meal." I only hoped his cheeks burned bright red as my palm tingled in a slight pain.

I lifted him up without getting having to touch him into a chokehold watching as he struggled fruitlessly in the air.

"Please let go of me!" His pitiful cries did not evoke even a strand of my sympathy, and giving one last forceful shake, I released him. He fell onto the dirt floor, wincing as he rubbed his bottom while I pronounced my dominance over the teenage looking brat.

"Now brat, answer my question before—"

"Okay! Please don't kill me!" He raised his hands in as if surrendering, hacking a bit before adjusting his wrinkled robes. As if they weren't wrinkled beforehand.

While I let him grab a cup of water, I leaned back onto my Louis Vuitton suitcase that came along with me and examined the room. Besides being dark and dingy with only a few dripping wax candles as lighting, I felt bad for the poor caged animals at the side.

The most unfortunate rabbit I've ever seen had its tongue sticking out and wide eyes staring at me with its guts on full display, and was that a three-eyed fish?

I shrugged. "Weird creep," I muttered just under my breath.

The initial fervor the brat displayed earlier had now dissipated and reverted back to his shy and timid counterpart type of brat. "Well, you see....I summoned you because I need your help!" He bowed his head so low it almost seemed as if he had bent his body in half.

'No sorries?' I frowned, clearly displeased at not my life but for his too.

I sighed, crossing my arms, "Why should I help you? You do realize you literally kidnapped me, so why do I have to be obligated to help you, when instead you are now a convicted felon?"

He looked up, bewildered at my seemingly logical response. I was more shocked at the two pairs of glowing green eyes peeking from his long unruly bangs before shaking them away from my thoughts.

The brat stammered a silent apology picked up by my keen ears and quickly returned to his kneeling gesture of submission. "I know it was wrong of me to forcefully summon you, but I really request of your assistance! Will you please be willing to—"

"Fuck no. Send me back home."

"..."