Power, but at a price.

“Why, what else would a demon offer? Power, wealth, whatever you want my sweet little girl.” She flings her leg up, crossing them while she sat. Eliza frowns, knowing that she isn't telling the whole truth.

“W-whats the catch.” Eliza stutters, still a little freaked out about talking to a demon.

“Catch?” She responds with an all too innocent vibe to her words. Eliza can easily tell she’s lying, hell, Kat isn't really hiding it.

“Don’t act dumb. I know these things always have some kind of fine print. It’s always too good to be true.” Eliza spits out, a slight venom to her voice. Kat snickers at Eliza’s remarks, finding amusement in Eliza’s response.

“Well, I suppose that IS true. I mean, it’s only fair that I need something in return.” Eliza can feel herself trembling again, unable to keep her body still.

“What would that something in return be? My soul?”

“No, you can keep that. I have no use for something so paltry.” Kat hoists her self up, strutting towards Eliza. Kat extends her hand towards Eliza’s face, who flinches away. Kat palms her cheek and leans in close. “I simply need your...cooperation my dear. Come on, let loose." Eliza breaks free from Kat’s gesture, backing away.

“What do you mean you want my cooperation? What could I possibly do for you?”

“I need...a place to hide while I regain my old strength. I have been locked away for so long, I need time to stretch my legs, so to speak.” Eliza raises an eyebrow.

“Hide, from who?”

“Right now that’s unimportant.” Kat extends her hand towards Eliza. “Come on, what do you say? We got a deal?” Eliza stares at the demon’s blood red hand, the allure itching under her skin. What should she do? What would she give up? Would it be worth it?