Your alarm clock wakes you up

Like eyery morning for the last few weeks you wake up by the annoying sound of your alarm clock. You feel the strong urge to throw it against the wall but because of your inhuman strength you would likely make a hole into it. With an angry growl you get up and silence the alarm. You miss the time when you woke up by the sound of tortured souls. However, waking up like a human has it's advantages too. It's called coffee. As a demigod you don't need food but this brown stuff gives you quite a kick. Sadly in hell there is nothing like this.

You take a look at the mirror. It is one of only four pieces of furniture you have in your room. The others are your bed, a desk and a chair. You don't need anything else and you have no money. Of course you could break into a store. No human would be able to stop you. You are stronger, faster and your skin is bullet proof. But if you draw too much attention through superhuman crimes it would inform an angel or another demigod of your presence. And they would be able to seriously hurt you.

In the mirror you see a young, beautiful woman with stunning muscles, a sixpack and shortcut black hair. The years of training in the devil's army gave you an ideal body. And a lot of attention by your male classmates. Normally you are naked. Back in hell you had an armor designed for you alone. With armor plates and runes. Now you wear a bunch of clothes stolen from shops around or borrowed from Lisa. One time you saved Lisa from Madisons bullying and took her shirt as a trophy. But for today a simple black tank top an a tight jeans should be enough.

Next stop is Lisa's room. The little nerd is the only one in the shared flat who visits school regularly. And since you only are allowed back to your father when you graduate you go with her. Every morning you wake her up. And even if her shy and purified behavior is hard to endure, she proved herself useful. Today she is not answering your nocking. So you open her door, ready to grab her by the legs and pull her to the kitchen by ****. But to your surprise she is already up. But unable to move. Lisa is tied up with duct tape, naked and gagged with one of her panties. You assume Madisons work. Annoyed you put the gag out of her mouth.

"Oh God, thank you," Lisa gasps close to tears, "I have been here all night. I ..."

"First, don't thank God for saving you!" you interrupt Lisa, "he didn't came here to save you. That was me! Second, who did this? Madison or the **** addicted slut?"

"Maddie," Lisa answered, "she has a boy in her room and said this way I don't disturb her so much. Please, Pain, untie me! I need to change."