Elias looked at the sign in front of the house as he approached it next day around noon.
EDEN STILES
PSYCHIC
Some people laughed and called her a fraud, others believed in her powers. Elias didn't need to believe. He simply knew. He had known Eden since they were 6 years old and started in school together. They had become friends on the first day and their friendship had survived through out the years although they didn't see each other as much anymore as they used to but they could always count on each other and right now he needed her. If this man named Finn wasn't from this earth, she would know. He walked up to the front door and knocked. 30 seconds later the door was opened.
"Elias?" She smiled warmly. "How nice to see you."
"I need your help," he looked at her beggingly.
"Of course. Come on in," she said.
She stepped aside and let him enter. He walked towards the kitchen while she closed the door behind him. He poured himself a cup of coffee, acting like it was his home, and she just smiled as they both say down at the kitchen table.
"So what can I do for you?" She asked.
"There's this man... just a second," he found his phone. "Just take a look."
He found the picture and handed the phone over to her. It only took a second before her entire facial expression changed.
"He's here?" She asked.
"Yes," he answered. "I took that photo last night. You know him?"
"Finn Balor," she said. "Where good hearts go to die."
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.
"He targets women with pure love in their hearts," she answered.
"He's coming for Mallory," he said.
She leaned back in her chair and let out a sigh.
"Well, good news is that she's not cheating on you then. If he's targetting her, she truly loves you. And you also truly love her. That's the women he preys on," she said.
"What can you tell me about him?" He asked.
"Not much. As I said, he kills the good hearts. He makes women forget the men they love," she said.
"She's forgotten my name twice now," he said.
"Once he gets her alone and she completely forgets you, then he'll take her," she said.
"Take her?" He asked.
"He'll strip her down, have sex with her and take her soul in the process," she answered.
"Fuck, no!" He shouted.
He jumped up in anger but before he could say or do anything he would regret, she reached over and patted his hand, making him sit back down.
"What can I do?" He asked pleadingly.
"You can't do anything," she answered. "Only she can."
"What can she do?" He asked.
"If she can find a way to remember you, she'll be able to kill him," she answered. "Or so the legend goes."
"We'll find a way," he said.
"I hope so," she said. "He's been around for a very long time and he works fast. He'll probably try and take her before the week is over."
"I'll find a way!" He sneered.
"I'm not the enemy!" She snapped.
Tears started running from his eyes. He had never felt so weak and powerless before.
"I know, Eden. I'm so sorry. I just don't know what to do," he cried.
"Wait here," she said.
She walked out of the kitchen and he just sat there, staring at his coffee that had turned cold. She came back a couple of minutes later and handed him a small dagger.
"It's enchanted," she said.
"What can it do?" He asked.
"Kill demons. Or so I hope. I've actually never tested the theory but it's the best I've got," she answered.
He nodded slowly as he looked at the dagger. It was small and didn't seem like much but if she had faith in it, so would he. She was usually right about these things.
"But it only works if she remembers you somehow," she added. "The dagger won't mean shit if she's in his power and she allows him to take her. She won't even touch it then."
"I'll find a way," he said lowly.
"And I want that back," she pointed at the dagger. "With his god damn blood on it."