“Wanna tell me what the hell you were talking about in the bathroom Gwen?” Barrett demanded as everyone got situated into their positions for what I just knew was going to be a ridiculously awkward conversation. We had all gotten together in the main room with me at the desk and all the guys lounging on the bed. I might have felt intimidated by their solidarity if I wasn’t freaking the hell out. As it was, their scowls were not intimidating to the demon I now had living inside of me. Or, the mess that my life now was because of said demon. I needed a sugar fix, doughnut, like, stat. Sugar fixed everything, or least I pretended it did. Instead, I get to face four, sexy men that I feel an intense connection with but who may not want me after my confession of the Exorcist. Okay, maybe it was not that bad but still it was pretty f’ed up. So, I put on my big girl panties and just blurted it all out.

“Well earlier I may or may not have heard a voice in my head tell me that I had made a deal with a demon and that I was now one.” I replied as nonchalantly as I possibly could, maybe if I could play it off as not a big deal the guys wouldn't make a big deal. Yeah right. I may have only known them a day - damn had it been only twenty four hours? - but I already knew their protective instincts would kick in. And their bullshit meters.

The “bullshit” chorus started right away. All four men began to talk at once. First, they began talking to me but when I ignored them they turned to each other. Waiting for them to stop, I started pacing the room. I decided to ask the demon some more questions. Demon, can you hear me? No answer. Demon, can you help me understand? That little shit. Of course I would get the only demon that didn't want to talk or try to take me over. Well shit, I guess I didn’t know those things either since the demon wasn't talking to me. So deep in thought about how much I was pissed at my apparent inner demon for ignoring me, the voice saying my name startled me.

“Gwen!” Barrett was yelling my name. I turned around to look at the guys - I guess I had turned away from them to tune them out - and they looked cautious. Why would they look cautious? Did I set something on fire again? Damn it. I looked at my hands. Nothing. I started looking around the room but I didn't see anything on fire.

“Why don’t you tell us exactly what happened when you were out in the woods?” Donovan said leaning forwards to put his elbows on his knees. He surprised me. I thought Barrett would be the calmest being the leader, but he wore a look of righteous fury. While Draven and Ethane looked to be apprehensive of my demon revelation. I had a feeling that the guys would not like my side of events from the woods. Sigh. I was starting to remember why I didn't do relationships. Except we weren't in a relationship. I think. Fuck if I knew anything any more about my life.

Pity party again? The voice startled me. I was starting to wonder if I would ever get used to it. When I twitched, the men being so in tune with me, jumped up to defend the new threat. Too bad the new threat was me. Demon, shut up! I took a deep breath as the men looked at me like I was crazy. I thought you wanted to talk to me? I let out a small scream. I should’ve known that the demon would be a sarcastic bitch like me. Maybe it really was my demon, because it sure was irritating as fuck.

Hearing Donovan clear his throat, I tune back into the guys, again. They’re looking at me expectedly like I am supposed to answer them or something. Recalling that they wanted to hear what happened, I clear my throat and begin. As I recount what had happened in the woods, I examine all of the guy’s expressions. A few were in what looked like shock while Barrett just looked pissed. Thought I would never surprise this group, especially after the bathroom incident, but I guess I was wrong. I smirked, making the guys eyeball me again like I was crazy.

When I finished recounting my side of the events, everyone just sat there in a awkward silence while they took in all of the information. So I just sat there twirling my now blonde hair that I was still disgusted with. I loved my black hair, maybe I could dye it and get contacts. Shifters couldn’t change their hair or eye color because everytime they shifted from human to animal and back again their natural color came back. But, if I truly was a demon, would I shift into one? Something else to explore about the new me. Yay! Not. Deciding that I refused to hear the demon say “pity party” again, I turn to look at Draven. Wrong move on my part.

“What happened in the bathroom that caused the fire?” Draven asked smirking and looking at me intently like he might know the answer already. UGH. I had been dreading this ever since we started this conversation. I just knew it was gonna get awkward so I did what I do best and answered with the first thing that popped into my head.

“Well I only managed to get my underwear back on before I had a total meltdown about the demon thing, and then Barrett came in just staring at me. So we messed around, I came spectacularly, and then poof the room was in flames. I wished they would stop, and out they went, just like magic. But, I just want to state right now that I am not handling this very well. So who knows how I will react to whatever it is you all want to say right now. Just thought y’all should know.” After finishing my little rant that probably made me sound more than a little insane, I put my head in my hands as I listened to the silence. Finally looking up, I stared at each one of them just waiting to see what they would say because if they wanted to turn me into Paraoffice I was gonna have to get my demon ass out of here as soon as possible.

“So you are telling us that you are now a demon, which if I may add do not exist, because of a little girl in the woods who turned into a man, and when you had an orgasm you set the bathroom on fire.” Ethane said slowly, like I was a child or someone who would have trouble understanding. That was definitely the wrong way to go about it. I just sat there staring at him as I talked to the voice in my head, who if I am being honest, was going to have to name because I couldn't just keep thinking of her as my demon. Totally creepy.

“Hey! Demon thing inside my head. I need to give you a name. Do you have one you like? Oh and is there anything I can do to prove what I am saying to the guys, because apparently the whole bathroom fiasco wasn't enough. Even though you could have warned me about that little neat trick. Just saying.” I thought as the guys just sat there looking at me expecting me to answer them. They could wait, I wanted to know what all I could do. And I had to hope my demon would answer me this time and not be as big of a pain in my ass.

“Thank you finally acknowledging that I am part of you. I like Vita. That is an acceptable name for me to be called, but I am not all knowing. There are many different types of demons and until you commit your first act of evil we will not know which kind you will be. Think of it like you are in transition, you get a small taste of what all you can do once you are fully demon. Right now you should be able to learn to start fires at will, if you concentrate hard enough you can read people's desires, you are stronger, faster, and immortal now. I am a part of you now so I was enjoying the sexytime as you called it just as much as you. I didn't think that you would call the flames. If you get mad enough you should be able to do it again.” That's great because I was already pissed that Ethane had talked to me like I was making it all up. Of all people, I know exactly how crazy it sounds but I know what happened to me and what is going on now.

I attempted to channel all of my anger because I needed to prove to them that this was really what had happened to me. Honestly, I wanted to know too, I was just as worried that maybe I had lost my mind. I mean, I was talking to myself in a sense, and it did seem crazy. So I thought of the vampire attack that changed my life and slowly my hands started to glow. As I felt my anger grow, slowly my hands started to be engulfed in red flames. I don’t know if the guys or I was more shocked, but the gasp I heard from the guys’ direction messed up my concentration. When I looked up to search for the sound, a string of flames shot out right at what I was staring at, which happened to be a spot right beside Ethane. The bed sheets went up in flames for about two minutes before I thought, I want them to go out, and out they went leaving a nice scorch spot on the bed.

“Anyone else not believe what I said now?” I said to the guys while looking at all their shocked facial expressions. This shocking them thing was starting to become amusing. I felt like Tom Cruise’s girlfriend in Cocktail. Cocky asshole thought he couldn’t be shocked either. Well, she proved him wrong with being pregnant, then being pregnant with twins. I have demon. Same difference. “Nope? Well, I am gonna leave y’all to your thoughts and go have a nice long conversation with my inner demon.” I chuckled at my little joke I had made.

I got out and left all the guys behind. I needed to figure out everything that Vita knew and get outfitted for a fight if need be. I didn't know much about what was going on but I did know that I was not going down without a fight. Making my way into my room, the first thing I did was shower. I just felt gross even though I didn't look it. I scrubbed my skin until it looked raw. I wasn’t trying to rub Vita away exactly, but I did want to get rid of the feeling of having something else inside me. I decided that I would try to clear my mind of worry and not focus on anything until after I finished showering.

Stepping out of the shower I dried off and made my way to the closet to get my leathers. Laying them on the bed I slid on my silk thong and matching red bra. It was always best to wear silk with leather, it allowed you to move better without the material causing your underwear to ride up. Because a front wedgie was never fun. My pants had been customized with multiple spots for you to slide throwing knives into. I slid them on and put on my leather vest, which was also customized to hold knives. I twisted my hair up and slid in some chopsticks that doubled as weapons. Finally, getting my beautiful katana out of my weapons box, I slid her into the built-in sheath in my vest. Now I was ready for anything that was thrown at me. I sat down on the bed so that I could concentrate on a conversation with Vita.

So, is there anything else you can tell me? Like where do I find more demons like me? Am I evil now? What is my purpose? Because I need something. I don't think it would be a good idea for me to lose what little bit of mind I have left especially since I could potentially become a human torch. I thought as I crossed my legs on the bed in a meditative position so I could listen for anything that sounded out of place.

I have told you all that I know. When my essence was transferred to you it changed, because of the kind of person you are. Your purpose does not change but the temptations to do evil will. You are not evil, but you have great potential to be. You should not be able to communicate with me as I am now, as just a part of your conscience to push you to do things. However, I am now also changed. I do not wish to speak on it further. Vita abruptly stopped speaking to me - again - just as I heard the door to my room click open.