The First Contract

After finishing the fifth bout with Tandy, I realized she is no longer conscious so I get off the bed and put some blankets on her. There are still a few hours before Ray gets all the semantics done for the women and children to stay. Not to mention another few hours before he gets them temporary homes.

I decide to head to the bar to see what the progress has been like in my absence. But as I finish getting dressed something interesting happens. Someones praying to me… to ME. Not some stupid cult, someone that genuinely needs help.

'Ah the life of a giver, I should go help my loyal believer.' I jest as I listen in to the prayer.

'Please God, Satan, anyone, just let me die, I don't want to live this life.' My face scrunches that she mentions my father before me. It doesn't matter much since my father would never help her, he only helps his favored mortals.

I fasten my cuffs as I teleport to the person praying but not before I shift into my full form. I grow an additional foot and a half tall, my horns sprout from my head bringing a crown of fire with them. My wings sprout from my back as I disappear in a blaze of hellfire.

I appear in what looks like an upscale hotel room in front of a bed with a naked woman sprawled on it. The woman is around 5'8", has beautiful walnut hair, a well-toned body, but only B-cup breast. I nod in approval as I glance over her fit body.

"What did you call me for?" I ask while looking down at her.

I can see in her chestnut eyes that she wants to answer but she seems unable to say anything. Seeing she was unable to control her own body I decided to help her out a bit. I snap my fingers and the power of wrath fills her, cleansing her body of anything that may be controlling her or paralyzing her.

As she regains control of her body she frantically backs up against the back of the bed grabbing blankets to cover herself.

"Who are you, how did you do that?" She asks looking around to take better note of her surroundings.

"You call out for me then ask who I am when I arrive? What a naughty girl." A devilish grin upon my face.

"You clearly aren't God, are you saying you're the Devil?" She looks at me scrupulously, particularly the horns.

"Yes, now let's hurry this along I have places to be. Tell me, what is it you desire?" I ask looking deep into her beautiful brown eyes.

"I want Killgrave dead, I want to torture him till his last breath. I want him to suffer as I have till he no longer breaths," her eyes begin to tear up as she speaks with hatred dripping from her words.

"Oh, and what has this 'Killgrave' done to deserve your ire," I asked with my smile now gone.

"He… He raped me and countless women, he even forced me to kill for him." Her tears now rolling down her face. No longer able to look me in the eye she looked at the bed till she felt my hand on her shoulder. She shivered as she looked up at my cold gaze but I still see the hatred in her eyes.

"He will be punished, normally I would not require payment for dealing with such trash. But I have taken a liking to you, you are a strong woman, I can see it in your eyes." I pause for a moment looking deep into her resolute eyes.

With a nod, I continue "If you so wish I will give you the power to never submit to anyone ever again." I try to give a warm smile to comfort her a bit.

"Power doesn't matter he can mind control me, I'm already strong but I can't do anything before him," Frustration crosses her face, I can see there are tears still threatening to fall again.

"Hah, in front of me any power you have now is like an ant before a giant. I mean REAL power, not only that, I can one-up you, I won't only let you torture him to death. I will also throw him in a pit of minotaurs in heat to play with him for a few thousand years," I give an evil smile at the last end of my proposition.

She looks very tempted, "What will it cost."

"Glad you asked," My smile grows wider as I hold out my hand, a roll of parchment appears in a burst of hellfire, "I think you'll be alright with the agreement."

She snatches the parchment from my hand with a now serious face. She wipes her eyes and begins to read the whole thing. Her eyes go from wide to narrow to wide again as she read.

She looks up at me "What does 'Being your Woman' entail."

I smile "Think of it as a marriage contract, for as long as you consider me your husband you get your powers. At any time you may cut this tie and lose the powers I give you. Hell, you could walk out and slaughter Killgrave right after you sign then cut ties and I would say nothing of it," Her face looks troubled as she thinks.

"I do not want to go from one rapist to the next as a toy to be played with," She speaks with her voice almost cracking.

I sit on the bed and put my hands on her shoulders. "I Swear on my Seven Hells I would never force myself upon an unwilling. I am the punisher, I leave such things to the poor souls sent to rot in my realms," She looks into my eyes seemingly judging me.

After looking into my eyes for what feels like an eternity she holds out her hand to me causing me to smile. In her hand a small flame bursts and a quill appears, she stares at the quill for a second then quickly signs the parchment.

I take the parchment after she signs and look at the name, "Jessica Jones, what a beautiful name for my new wife," As I look back up at her the parchment bursts into flames and she faints onto the bed.

I smile looking at her passed-out body and decide it's best to take her home for now. I drape the blanket on her body as I pick her up and disappear in a burst of hellfire.

I appear back in my room with Jessica in my arms. I look at the bed and see Tandy still sleeping so I just place Jessica next to her and grab a chair as I watch my little devil's sleep.