Return me, I want

Fear filled the eyes of the face within the mirror, the thought of being forever trapped in this world serving a demon, could he even imagine all the horrors he would have to face.

Suddenly blurting out, “I will be your agent, please let me go home, I will do anything you say, I swear miss.”

Hekate laughs, sipping the last drops of her wine from the glass, “I thought you might pick this, after all perhaps you will even be able to get vengeance on those animals that did this to you.”

The face in the mirror blinked in shock that she could read his inner thoughts. “would that be possible, I mean, could I really make them pay, don’t you have a deal with them.”

She laughed, “Me a pact with those losers, no they have a pact with Belphegor, because of that I can’t punish those lowly humans, but there is no rules against another pact user coming into conflict with them.”

Holding her glass up as she looks at it is still empty, “Although I don’t intend to allow any child of mine to be just any old pact user.”

He blinked questioningly, “child or yours?”

Hekate though just ignored him as she sat the glass aside, and stood up over his body, holding out both hands and closing her eyes. Slowly the body on the floor began to convulse, and merge into a blob.” Then opening her eyes she glanced over at the mirror, “This is not enough, I guess I’ll have to add a piece of myself.” With that she took the tips of her fingernails and drag them across her other palm. Blood began to flow from the wound on her hand, spilling onto the blob that had been Robbie’s body.

As the blood coated the ball it began to glow a crimson light, before it all condensed into what appeared to be an egg. She squeezed her hand into a fist and the injury seemed to heal immediately, bringing the palm to her lips as she licked the remaining blood away. “Now we just have to wait, in a day or two our child shall be born and I can add you to her form. Or did you want to go back to being a male.” Laughing as she shook her head.

Then yawning she stepped away, “I guess it’s time for me to rest. I will talk to your tomorrow dear daughter.”

Robbie just blinked, unsure of what else he could say from his prison within the mirror, just repeating, “our child…her form…daughter?”