A Demon's Meals
Man's P.O.V
"When a raven lands on your doorstep, your wife will be dead" said the man made of shadow.
"NO! She will suffer at your hand nevermore!" I yelled at the Demon. He merely laughed.
"Stupid human, she made a contract with me." He said "she wanted money and power." I dropped to my knees. The Demon's eyes flashed red,
"She offered her soul for these things; you will never see her again."
Seven years later
Demon's P.O.V
I shoved her against the wall, she had offered her body to me. As if I would touch a human, the vile and disgusting "dominant" species on earth. Blood dripped from the fresh cut on her face.
"What are you doing? I order you to stop this madness!" she screamed at me.
"Our contract is complete" I said "your soul is mine." She placed her hand on my chest as I ran my hand over her bare shoulder, my mark on her flesh…
Lenore's P.O.V
I screamed a scream that pierced the night, my soul, drawn from my body by a bloody demon. Darkness clouded my eyes as I left my body, I was plunged into eternal shadow, passing through the veil of life and death. Emptiness engulfed me, or rather what was left. A vast gaping hole, the only remains of my life. I regret nothing.
Raven's P.O.V
Her soul hadn't been the best of meals but satisfying nonetheless. I flew to the house of her husband and knocked.
"Lenore?"
And my soul from out
That shadow that lies
Floating on the floor
Shall be lifted –
Nevermore!
Epilogue
And our souls from out
Those shadows that lie
Floating on the floor
They shan't be lifted.
Nevermore.