"So, Veronica. A magnificent name. To wondeful for a fighter."

I can see, it hits on her nerves. Am I doing it the right way? I like to push her on the edge, only to satisfie my devilish character. To bad, she is a woman. This species takes it to hard ok themselves, if somebody critizes their figure. But every woman is beautiful, in her own kind of expression.

"What do you know of beauty? You are known for your lust and your indefinetely great features. So do not say, I am no woman, even if I am a warrior!"

Oh. Oh, she is mad. Women are dangerous, if they are crazy enough, to mixe my drinks with poison. As if I could die. Life is my punishment for the war in heaven.

"Hey, did you hear me? Why are you so ignorant? You, ..... you bastard!" In real she is pretty decent and nice, also not my type. I like it with equality and known strength. She must confront me without fear or the slightest sign of insecurity. Can she do it?

"Why did you make a spell, only to have my unhallowed body on earth? Did you miss a negative feeling or are you crazy in mind? Really, I don't understand the cause."

"You know, I am a warrior, but I am also a weretiger, a dying species. Not many kinds are on the planet any more, with me maybe twohundred. So I need your help to do my fellow species in safety."

And thats her solely problem? As she could hear my thoughts, she is adding a very intersting information.

"But I also know, you want something in return. I make a promise to, I try to give you, what you want."

A very permeably promise.

"If you can give me, what I want in an absolutely way, it is a perfect deal."

She knows, I am unpredictable. To put confidence in me is like a polystyrene in hydrochloric acid.

"Even though I know it is only a deficit for my person, I take your kind of deal. But be prepared, I do it in my way."

Is there a dangerous hint, I can recognize? Maybe. Maybe not.

"So, what should I do about this disaster. Let a few kitties fuck with each others?"

"Yes, no. I mean, let them fall in love easier and protect them and their dearest from poachers. Without us, the whole nature will be out of control."

"And where is the problem?"

"The problem is, all my friends and family is going to die, unless somebody rescues them."

"And that somebody am I? Really? It is pretty hard to believe, the devil can defend death."

"Come on! I know you have feelings and ..."

"Feelings only for you, my little angel...tiger...darling."

"What?"

"What?"

"Devil, really? We aren't kids anymore, so be a little bit responsible."

"What for? I have a deal, so everybody must keep the treaty. I do it. You?"

"Why not. Apparently, I am not you. You are crazy. Really."

Should I be taken back by her statement about my bad personality? No. She can say what she wants to blubber.

"Oh. My heart hurts. Badly. Not."

Frankly, I have normally not such a noisy kind. I must be really overbearing, to much to handle.

"Don't be such a pain in the ass. I don't like men who are such softies. Only steel turns me on."

"Who says that I do want something from you?"

"Surely you are gay. I have known it.."

Before she can hurt my ego personally, I take my hand above her mouth. If I didn't know better, I would see her as a little devil.

"I am absolutely hetero, need a proof?"

She shakes her head. Of course, I wouldn't be myself, if I don't give her an evidence. But what should I do with her?

So I give her an example of my devilish ways. Her eyes are closing, as I am entering her thoughts.

I stimulate a certain area in her brain and arouse her lower abdomen. She moans and heaves sighs like a damn love goddess. Her curves move under my mental pressure. She needs relief in her desires.

Suddenly she starts to defend against my control. How is that possible? Her eyes begins to light up, a white shining is in them.

"Lucifer, do not hurt my little angel. She is there to rescue your ass from worse. Do not get on my poor nerves."
His voice is known in my brain. Who is he? Of course, god uses a fragile human being against me. Nothing new to me.

"God, my dear creator, what are you doing here, so unexpected?"

"Son, I give you a second chance. I am sure, you have more in you as you think of yourself. Do something truly important with your gift and my angel is going to help you out of your crisis."

"Hey, wait! I don't have any depression, I am perfectly fine with myself. Pretty comfortable, if you ask me."

"Don't be so sure of yourself. I am glad god has interacted by your perverted ways with me." Oh, she is awaken. My. Dear. Little. Angel.