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It had been several days since the first vision. It seemed that it had ended though I wasn't quite sure.
I was being summoned again. This time by a man named Jonah Forrest. He wanted revenge on the people who had murdered his wife.
I quite enjoyed these deals so, grinning, I'd kissed him and been on my merry way.
Walking towards the murderer's house, I was surprised to find myself gasping and leaning against a wall as another vision assaulted my senses.
The dark haired child wasn't here this time. Instead, I was kneeling in a crossroads,burying a box. Instinctfully, I knew that I was making a deal.
Standing up, I waited for the demon to come. I felt no fear, just quiet acceptance.
The demon's smirk faltered as he felt my lack of fear, but was back up in a split second.
"I want you to heal my daughter," I fairly demanded and the demon looked put upon, but agreed. He stalked towards me, drawing me in for a kiss.
Afterwards, I wiped my mouth, said thank you and calmly walked away.
I think I felt happy, but it was hard to tell as it had been a VERY long time since I'd felt happiness. I had started walking back , only stopping at a small cottage to pick up a stuffed bear.
Then my phone rang. It was an old cord phone, but a phone nontheless.
"Hello?" I'd asked.
"Mrs. Smiths?" asked a voice.
"This is her".
"This is the hospital calling about your daughter, Melody Smiths. We wanted to tell you that there's been a miracle. A sudden and complete recovery. We'd like to keep her for observation for a couple of days, but not too long, so don't worry", replied the hospital worker.
I beamed,"Really? Oh my gosh, that's wonderful! I'll be right down!"
She had said,"Yes, of course, and- Oh my god".
My brows crinkled,"What? What is it?!"
"What IS that?!" she exclaimed in alarm,"Oh- oh god. OH MY GOD!" The phone cut off, but I'd heard enough. I ran outside. The hospital was only several blocks from my house and I could easily get there on my bike.
I got on my bike just in time to see a small plume of smoke rise above the hospital.
I gasped for breath. I had come to curled on the ground in an alleyway. I jumped up, for I mustn't show weakness. Lilith would kill me.
I stumbled up, getting my bearings. Then, I stalked up to the house and blasted open the door. The man turned in surprise and I smirked. Only thing better than making deals was enacting them.
I pushed the man against the wall telekinetically, then slashed his stomach wide open, before pinning him to the ceiling. I didn't set him on fire. I just wanted to make a point, not steal Azazel's work.
