Dyalla stood in the shadows as she watched her prey, the brutish murderer had been turned into a skittish coward who flinch at swaying tree branch due to Dyalla's strange kink.
You see, Dyalla is an Erinyes, or more commonly called a Fury. Her race was created to torture the souls of the most horrid of humans, murderers, rapists, basically anyone who had stained their souls with the most sinful of deeds. A Fury feeds on such people by making them feel the pain, fear and death that they inflicted on their victims and from such reflection, the body then burns whilst the human is still alive and the Fury feeds on the soul that has turned to ash. It is a horrible way to die but it is well deserved.
Dyalla had her own special kink when feasting on a sinner, she liked to make her prey skittish, almost insane before she makes her move. Apparently, it makes the soul taste a little sweeter, as strange as that sounds.
She was about to begin her torture, but an incredibly enticing smell of a sinful soul permeated the air, calling her to it like a sirens song. Growling at having to leave her meal, she disappeared in purple smoke and reappeared where the delicious smell was. "When I made a deal with Porpula to send you two nitwits to another universe I told him it would take you three weeks to find a monster and bring it back" a dark and sinister voice belonging to a blue skin man with bright flames for hair hissed to two whimpering creatures. The guy and creature where familiar but she couldn't place where she had seen them before "NOT TWO MONTHS!" his hair turned bright orange when screaming before he sighed deeply which turned it back to blue.
"We are worthless!" the two-creature whined to what was obviously their Master "we are sorry your magnificence!"
Dyalla breathed in deeply before snapping her red eyes towards the blue haired man, his soul was soaked in the deadliest of sin. She could smell all the horrible sins he had committed, could taste it on her tongue. Unable to control her hunger and need to punish the man, she raced forward, snarling like a savage beast. Her saliva was dripping past her fangs and down her chin as she made her way towards the man.
"Oh! What do we have here?!" the man turned to her and grabbed her neck with his clawed hand and held her in the air as if she weighed nothing "a Fury! Now this is what I was looking for!" the man seemed so happy to see the snarling creature.
Dyalla tried to break free, even tried to disappear in a whirl of smoke but for some reason she was unable to do anything but hang from the man's hand. "That's it, there's no point in fighting, babe, you can't fight the God of the underworld."
"I didn't know Furies existed in this world" one of the small creatures said as he stared at Dyalla with a mixture of fear and curiosity. "We should have been looking for one."
"They exist in every world and you'd end up dead if you tried to capture this beauty, though I'm sure they'd taste great, wouldn't they babe?" he asked the Fury who had gone lifeless as she stared at the blue man in silence "Where are my manners, the names Hades, God of the Underworld, lord of the dead, how're you doing?"
Dyalla's eyes widened as where she had seen him from clicked, he was a Disney villain!
Hey, just because she was a demon, doesn't mean she wasn't allowed to enjoy some mortal entertainment. "Now, this is how its gonna go babe. I need a minion who can help me take over the cosmos and you're it."
"No" she finally spoke, surprising the God. "I'm not making a deal with you Hades, I'm not stupid."
The God chuckled deeply "oh, so you know of me? Yeah, my minions told me our world is a fairy-tale here so of course you know me. But babe, I'm not going to make a deal with you" he brought her closer to his face and dug his claws into the flesh in her neck, black blood dripped from her wounds. She hissed but did nothing "You see, in my world, I control Furies and you are no different. You can't kill me, and neither can you burn me to a crisp so, you are coming with me whether you like it or not. Porpula! Were ready!" a green, swirling portal appeared beside Hades and a pink haired fairy flew out.
"Finally, you know how difficult it was to hide your tethers from the other fairies! You owe me Hades!" the little fairy said testily.
"Of course, babe. I'll get rid of that pesky pixie as soon as I settle this one in her new home" With that he stepped through the portal with Dyalla still in his hand.