This seems strange, but in a good way. John sits down next to her.

She practically drapes herself over you the second you sit down.

“I was afraid I might have come on too strong. Still, I knew you were the one the prophecy spoke of the moment I laid eyes on you…”

‘What the hell is she talking about?’ You wonder.

“Umm, Raven, what are….”

“Shh,” she says, placing a soft, chilly finger over your lips, “there is no need for words. Even if you don’t realize it yet, you already understand what I mean all too perfectly. The knowledge is just buried deep in your mind and has been there since you before you were born.”

‘Ok, if this is a joke it isn’t funny anymore and if it’s not a joke… it still isn’t funny.’

“What are….mmm” You try to ask her but before you can Raven cuts you off with a deep, passionate kiss.

“The final prophecy always said that if total destruction could be averted and the demon-child could enter safely into maturity then the reclaimer would find her.” She tries to explain as she begins to explore you body with her hands.

“Reclaimer? What is a…”

“You are THE reclaimer. At my birth the gods made one and only one to be a kindred spirit. It was written that she… I mean, I would recognize in him the things in her that were good and she would feel his inert nature tame her in a way only he could achieve.”

“Tame her? All the good things in her? Since you were so forthright with me earlier I have to tell you that this sounds… well, bullshit!”

“I know it sounds crazy. I didn’t even believe it until we meet. Before then I had always assumed the monks and prophets had been mistaken or tried to alter the writings to insert their sexist dogma but then you arrived at the tower and everything changed.”

“I can’t say this politely so I’ll just say it. This still sounds like bullshit.”

“I’ve had crushes before John and I know these feelings and sensations aren’t like those. Plus, whenever you are near me I can feel the energy inside of me change. You are bit by bit purifying the dark energies that flow through me. Nothing else has ever done that before.”

“Still, even with all that…”

“Please,” she asks you with the pleading look of stray puppy, “just trust me. We we’re meant to be together. Fate wants you with me.”

She’s silent for a moment as you debate all the possibilities.
(Is she playing a strange practical joke on you? Is she completely loony? Or is there something to this prophecy and what she’s saying?)

Before you can decide what exactly is going on, Raven slides her hands into your waist and begins to slide off your pants.

“Besides, even if you tame me I can still be wild in bed! Rumor has it demon girls can do things normal girls can’t. You and I need to find out if those rumors are true.”