28th January
12:03 GMT -5
Following the glowing light of my rune stone, I pull-. I apply power ring to the simple mechanical lock keeping a small cupboard in the employee kitchen locked and open it. I then take out a vial of what I strongly suspect to be Devil Jizz and wave the stone-. Yes, yes, that's a somewhat stronger reaction. I replace the vial.
"Samples of Devil Jizz located on site, in kitchen cupboard. Proceeding to offices.
"
"Understood. This has got to be the weirdest arrest I've ever been part of."
"Really? Seems fairly low key to me.
"
"…if the other girls want a coffee."
I turn, holding out my identification as a middle-aged woman walks into the kitchen.
"Might you be the proprietor of the business?
"
Her eyes widen. "Aaahhh…"
Carol Bowen doesn't appear to possess the supernatural allure of her employees. Blue business suit with skirt and a string of pearls, with small touches of makeup to brighten up a face heading into late middle age.
"I'm sorry, it sometimes causes confusion when I do that. You
are the proprietress of the business and -having procured a warrant- I have discovered samples of Demonic Metamorphosis Nectar, also known as 'DMN', 'Hell Juice' or 'Devil Jizz', upon your premises, having been used by your staff.
"
"
Ah…
Ah… That-. If they were.. doing that, I didn't-."
"Please.
"
I hold up my rune stone, which glows once more.
"The game is over. The jig is
up. And the faster you tell me how you got this stuff and who your sponsor is, the faster I can start helping you deal with the consequences. Demons
do not use the American legal system. And most magicians who deal with demons try to avoid leaving loose ends.
"
I spread my hands out and do my best to look friendly.
"So how about it?
"
"
I don't have to say anything."
I nod.
"Quite true. But when dealing with demons it's not just how much
legal trouble you're in.
"
"Who are
you to tell me what to do with my soul? Angels tried to
kill you last month!"
"We came to terms. But if a demon has a connection to your soul, they can bypass a lot of the normal resistance people have to magic. It's one of the reasons why magicians who know what they're doing are
very careful in making pacts with-.
"
"
C-connection?"
"Yes. I know that popular culture likes to depict.. the whole.. 'selling your soul' thing as something that only takes effect after you die, but actually it.. takes effect almost immediately. Precisely what that means varies from-.
"
She starts breathing rapidly, her eyes widening as she starts to panic.
"
Immediately?"
"Yes, and the effects can vary from simple.. behavioural alterations, to the demon in question flat out puppetting the individual in question. A friend of mine dealt with a rather unfortunate case in London where a-.
"
"
Please-.
Please help me, please."
I nod.
"That's what I'm here for. So…
" I look around the kitchen.
"Why don't you have a sit down,-
" I step forward, gently take hold of her forearms and direct her to one of the kitchen chairs.
"-I'll make some tea, and you can tell me all about it.
"
Kettle, kettle…
Can't see a kettle. I take a kettle out of subspace and…
120 volts… Ring, kettle cable. Direct charge.
Charging.
There's a coffee pot, so I don't dare trust the mugs. Instead, I take a teapot, cup, saucer and a tin of tea leaves out of subspace and place them on the sideboard.
"So. Where did you first come into contact with demonic magic?
"
"
Some… Some girl, I never got her name, sold me… Sold me some Hell Juice a few years ago. Said it would… Help with business."
"Yes, I'm sure that it
did.
"
"I bought… A few doses, but I guess… She got arrested, or… Something. And then this book got mailed to me. The note said… It had instructions for making my
own."
I nod as the water boils, then tip a few teaspoons worth of tea into the pot and pour in the water. Let it stew for a minute or two.
"May I ask about the ward around the building?
"
"The book had a
lot of descriptions in it, but… Fawcett City happened and I… Didn't want to try anything
dangerous."
I turn around.
"How exactly are you..? Defining dangerous?
"
"Summoning things or sacrificing.. things, or anything like that. Just a… Little magic, to help out the business."
"Did you ever receive a request for payment for the book?
"
She shakes her head. "No. I don't know who sent it, I don't know…
Why…"
"You made Devil Jizz?
"
"That name… Yes, but I didn't.. call it that."
I nod.
"Do you still have the book?
"
She nods.
"Okay, I'm going to need to see the book, your ritual space… Everything you've got, so I can work out how big a hole you've dug for yourself.
"
She nods again, her eyes focusing on the hands curled into fists on her lap.
I turn back to the sideboard, form a construct tea strainer and pour her a cup. Then I walk over to the table, set it down in front of her and sit down opposite her on a construct chair.
"How many people have you given Devil Jizz to?
"
"I don't… Twenty… Three..?"
"Can you contact them? There are forms of ritual purification we can use to remove any lingering influence.
"
She looks at the tea, then raises her head towards me. "Influence. What… Kind of..?"
"Devil Jizz forms a two-way conduit between a human on Earth and a demon in Hell. The human takes on a small part of the demon's nature while the demon gets a dose of earthly magic power. To cut the link, we need to remove that connection.
"
"And you can… Do that?"
"Assuming all that they've done is ingest Devil Jizz empowered by a regular succubus, yes. It's not even very hard. The behavioural changes might take a while to revert and they'll probably need counselling, but we can do it.
"
"What if..? What if it
wasn't a regular succubus?"
"That depends. What exactly are we talking about?
"