Here it is, the day I have waited lifetimes for, the day I can finally get rid of that corrupt and ignorant family. I warned them that to make an enemy out of me was a grave mistake. Oh well, they shall learn their place in the world soon enough. Tonight, I shall summon the all-powerful Lucifer and beg him to grant me his services. I have everything I need, and now for the last step in the blood sacrifice. One slice of the knife and the ritual will be complete. I drag the girl into the altar for the summoning ritual, such a shame really she was a pretty little thing only about sixteen. She was my “assistant” for maybe about a month as planned, she developed feelings for me and little by little told me everything I needed to know; little did she know that she was just a part of something bigger than herself so young and full of joy and wonder. I almost feel bad as I see the tears drip down her face as I place the knife to her little throat... I smile softly and quietly laugh at her tears I did say almost didn’t I. She looks up at me and says something I can’t understand and care not to know, but I cannot be that rude now can I. I look down at her and flash a smile at the sight she flinches and cries harder staining her already tear stained face “What was that?” I say with a slight laugh to my voice and all the hope of me randomly tell her that this was all a test to see if she was ready for some big quest faded from her eyes as she started begging for her life she says it again “p-please let me go I won’t tell anyone at all I want to go home please...please don’t hurt me why are you doing this to me!” I laugh at her, words “My dear sweet girl your words and tears mean little to nothing and why am I doing this well, to be honest, I need you …” I pull her close by her hair and whisper as the knife nicks her throat and a thin line of red runs down her pale neck, she squeaks in pain. “.. Your help with something well it's more I need your blood for something!” I laugh once again as I drag the knife across her neck slowly and painfully she cries hard and prays to that thing she calls a god. I soon grow tired of her voice and in one clean slice, I watch as her crimson blood pours onto the pentagram. I speak the sacred words and after a while the lines of the pentagram start to glow a dull red and as I go on it grows brighter and brighter until it was blinding and a crack slowly split the ground and a dark red mist swirled up and I see a figure and hear a bone chilling voice “MORTAL WHY HAVE YOU BROUGHT ME TO THIS RETCHED RELM!?” I look him in the eye and say “My lord I would like to make a deal to have you have the nathorns wiped from this earth in the most painful of ways send your most evil of demons.” His eyes brightened with interested and he looked down at me his gaze caused me to feel small and feeble “ok mortal let us make a deal I will do what you ask me for a price” I look him straight in the eye “what is the price of your help mighty lord of hell” He smiles a terrifying grin and says with authority laced the mighty evil one's voice “the price is your soul and the soul of the ones you love the most in this world you shall live to their downfall but the ones you love shall die and join the many other in hell are you willing to sacrifice your daughter and wife to have your enemies demise” I look at him with tears forming in my eyes and I say the one word that will cause me to hate myself for the rest one my life “yes I am..” He takes my hand and it feels like I stuck my hand in fire then he snaps his fingers and all I feel is pain and I can hear my wife and child screaming in pain but I don’t see them so I can only assume they were at home waiting for me to get home, my sweet daughter wondering when I would come home. My poor beautiful wife cooking dinner, waiting for her wife to walk in and kiss her and ask how her day was but I can’t think about that now all I can think about is horrible the mind numbing pain. Then all of a sudden I feel something being torn out of me then I see it my soul in the devil's hands as much as I will suffer as much I will lose tonight during this it will all be worth it in the end to see the nathorns burn. When the spell is complete I feel empty and all I can think of is my family and it brings me almost to tears, but I know that the very small chance that the devil deal cannot be completed I will get my family back and Lucifer shall be mine to command for the next six hundred sixty-six years, yet sadly I know that my deal I made will be impossible to fail so my family shall be lost until my death.