Prologue

''Just do it''

''Are you sure ?''the man dressed in a simple black suit asked, his smirk growing. ,,You won't get the full ten years of course. You. Honey are way to popular'.

''Why do you keep on telling me stuff I already know ?.I just want to know how long you can give me ?''she demanded her face lightened by the torches adorning her backyard.

The man chuckled to himself ''so desperate'' he whispered as he studied the woman.

She was careful, on guard even though he stood in front of her trapped in the devils trap she made, with salt, before summoning him. Her light brown hands gripped her Walther P5 like a vice. Her earth brown curls, shoulder length, perfectly styled.

Fierce light green eyes were staring at him with disgust and hate as the wind blowed one of those dark locks charmingly in her face.

''5 months'' he grinned, while slowly walking towards her, ignoring the gun in her hands.

''It's a really good deal'' he said, coming to an halt directly in front of her, the devils trap the only thing separating them ''If you think about it'' his eyes turning black, his grin becoming sinister ''You'll have a month with her'' his arm raising, reaching for her grown belly.

Immediately reacting the woman quickly moved.

Suddenly, the sound of a gunshot filled the air, turning the quiet of the bayou into birds screaming in fright.

''AHhhhh!'' Stumbling back, the demon gripped his now bleeding shoulder. His eyes turning normal. Looking at her with humour in them as he composed himself. ''Ouch. I thought we had something going on here for a moment. My bad'' he pouted.

''But next time aim for the head. This was one of my favourite suits.''

Narrowing her eyes, she readjusted her stance, aiming for his face.

''If you try to touch her again. I'll send you straight back into hell. That's what's going on''

She was slowly but surely growing tired of the demon. She already was taking a risk by summoning him to her home but she had no other choice. She had to act fast before it's to late.

Her home.

It was nothing more than a little cottage in the Woods. Not to big, not to small. But to her it was everything. This was the house she grew up in. Where she learned how to walk and where she annoyed the heck out of her mother. Sneaking out and the boys. Her childhood. God was she a little devil.

This is the home she planned on raising her own children in.

Laughter, drew her out of her thoughts. The demon pulled a hand chief form his breast pocket before using his other hand to dig his fingers into the wound. Blood sweeping out of it.

''You're not in the position to make threats, dear'' the bullet in his grip '' I'm making you the best deal you can get'' he groaned as he finally pulled it out of his shoulder ''and you know it '' the hand chief pressed tightly over the wound '' but are you really willing to do it ?''.

Deep in thought she looked around . The Angel Fountain, she and her Mum bought when her grandma died, catching her eyes.

She was a religious woman, maybe not the best Christian, but she believed in God. Could she really sell her soul ? Trust this demon ?.

Meting his eyes again. He saw and he knew what her decision would be.

Stepping into the devils trap, Anika Ndola let her weapon fall before reaching for the demons throat.

''Deal''she growled

Not hesitating the demon gripped her face, kissing her and sealing their deal. Damning Anika Ndolas soul forever to hell.

A/N :I don't own Supernatural, just my OC's and the storyline involving them