When I came over to Brandon's house, I hadn't expected to see a blue-skinned demon sitting on his couch in a pair of sweats and a tight t-shirt that clung to her body. She had two short horns that seemed to slick backward with her dark hair and dark green eyes that locked with mine. I knew I stood dumbfounded at the sight but found I wasn't running in fear at an unholy creature being in my presence. Instead, I pointed with my finger and asked, "I take it Brandon summoned you?"
This demon in the living room smiled and nodded her head. "You a friend of his?"
"Yeah. I hadn't heard from him in a few days and knew where the key was." I gestured pointing my thumb toward the back door that was connected to the kitchen.
"Well, I didn't take his soul if that is what you are wondering." She scooted over on the couch and patted the spot next to her. "Don't worry. He summoned me so I can't make a deal with you until he makes one."
I raised an eyebrow and asked, "really?" I knew some of the tales about demons proclaimed them to be liars, yet I felt like she was just being frank with me.
She nodded her head.
I took a seat next to her and extended my hand out. "Clint."
She took my hand firmly and replied, "Aura." I felt a warm tingle shoot through my hand when she grabbed it and shuddered when she let go. I looked at my hand and then up at her as I felt some blood rushing through my body to places, I didn't need it going.
"So, what kind of demon are you," I asked politely as my eyes stayed on her.
"Wanting to make a specific kind of deal," Aura asked as she shifted in her spot to turn and face me.
I shook my head. "Making small talk. Not often does one meet a demon." Again, I had no idea why I wasn't freaking out about meeting a demon and started to wonder if she had some kind of pull-on people to keep them calm.
Aura smiled and nodded her head. "Fair enough. Well, the kind that grants wishes through debts."
"So, you make something happen and the debtor pays a price, correct," I asked.
"Crude but not inaccurate. Depending on what a person wants reflects the price. The stronger the wish, the higher the price," she replied.
I motioned to her, "and I take it unless the summoner makes a wish, you can't leave?"
Aura shook her head. "I can go whenever. But being here is a bit of a treat for me." Sounded like she was enjoying this trip like a vacation from wherever she came from.
"So, my friend, what happened to him if he hasn't made a deal yet?"
Before Aura had a chance to answer, the front door slammed open, and standing in the doorway was Brandon, hairy as Bigfoot but pencil thin. With him were two men in robes and I figured they were clergypeople considering the crosses. I don't know why but I found myself rising to my feet and standing between Aura and these men.
"Clint, get out of the way," Brandon called out to me as the two in robes passed by him. "She'll steal your soul." This shot down my theory she could keep people calm considering Brandon wasn't sounding very calm at this moment.
Aura shot back, "when you want power as I have, that's the price."
"So, you confess to tempting him, foul demon," one of the clergies spoke. "Boy, get out of the way. Her kind is nothing but..."
"Way, I see it; she hasn't done anything wrong. Brandon didn't agree to the deal, and she was invited here by him."
"He was tempted by this demon. He was not thinking in his right mind and came to us for absolution. Now, make amends with God and get out of the way!"
I shook my head. "Not happening. You blame her for something she didn't do while the guy gets treated like he had no control. Brandon, if you don't make these people leave, consider our friendship over."
"Clint," Brandon called out, "just let them do their job then we can talk about this. Besides, she's a demon, she isn't like us."
My friend had chosen his side and I made my warning clear. "Aura, my car is outback. If you want to get out of here with me..."
"The demon is going to hell!" The clergyperson tried to swing their fist at me but as luck would have it, they put too much force in their punch and tripped themselves as the fist failed to connect and swung wild. I stepped backward to avoid them and looked over to Aura. She had gotten up and was standing behind me. The second clergy started to say something I assumed was in Latin but before I could figure out what, we got out through the backdoor in the kitchen and booked it to the alley where my car was parked.
Aura got in the passenger seat of the junk heap of a car as I got behind the wheel. I didn't wait for her to finish buckling up as I turned the engine over and drove out with haste.
It wasn't until we were a few blocks away that Aura broke the silence and said, "crazy nut bags. They always come and cause a ruckus when someone gets scared of the price."
"Yeah, well you might want to consider telling me where you want to go," I stated as I just kept driving with no destination in mind.
"You want me to leave? Without asking for repayment," Aura asked as she looked at me.
Repayment? Why the heck would I ask for that? I had no desire to ask for a thing. Calmly, I replied, "Just call it a random act of kindness. You needed help and I wasn't going to let them hurt you."
"Oh, fuck me, you mean that, don't you?"
I shot a look over and saw she was looking at me with wide eyes. "Look, if the roles were reversed, I would want someone to help me out as well. So, yes, I mean it. You owe me nothing."
Aura sighed and shook her head. "Fuck me, now I do owe you."
The city traffic was relatively light, so I was able to drive a little distracted, but I did my best to keep my eyes on the road. "No, you don't owe me."
"I owe you a demon's debt because you helped me and truly didn't desire a reward. I can't go back until the debt is settled." Great. I hated debts. It always brought out what kind of person the person truly was when it came to debts on either side.