Darktail High

You look up at the looming structure of the Darktail Academy, the school in which you will be enrolled for the remainder of your demon adolescence. Your tail flickers in excitement, you've heard tales of Darktail from your friends and older sister before. This is the perfect place for a budding demon; deception, martial arts, magic, devious skillsets are all honed and matured here at the highest level, it also happens to be the easiest place in Hell to get your dick wet. You grin, your days as an imp are over. No more scraping by as the lowest rung of society. Your era of being a lowly imp was finally ended after you killed an entire classroom of students, of course with the help of an angry teen and a little hypnosis. Your new demon status has granted you a sleek tall dark body, with a wicked tail, one inch horns on your forehead, and a pair of wings that actually get you off of the ground. Better than all of those things however, are the new opportunities to become stronger and reach higher rankings on the underworld pecking order. The rich get richer amiright?

The lava golem guarding the obsidian gates gives you a soft nod, it stands at eight feet tall, covered in magma and obsidian. A few specks of lava land on your arm, you flinch instinctively, expecting a scathing sensation but all you feel is a cozy warmth where lava meets skin. Learning new things already, aren't I. You brush the lava away and look around, there are demons of all shapes and sizes here, from slim and wiry to thick and bulging with muscles. When you open the entrance your jaw cracks open at the sight inside, the gargantuan hallway is filled with dark pillars trickling lava down in large spirals, demons can be seen next to the pillars taking healthy gulps of the magma, I'll have to try that later, you think to yourself. Smooth dark marble flooring writhes under your feet with spectral grey faces, endless in variety, they can only be one thing, human souls. The decorum of the academy is dark and ominous yet also lavish. You snap out of your wonder and check the schedule, you have "Dark Deeds" as your first period. Anxious as to what is in store for you, you glide up onto the second floor balcony and head into room 666.

The teacher is named Miss Belixistrous, and she is drop dead gorgeous, her luxurious light brown hair is soft and loose, extenuating her neckline and collarbones which lead down to her perfect beautifully round breasts. Her navy blue blazer sticks tight to her pale snow like skin, hugging her curves in a natural and erotic nature. She has a cute pixie face and a coy tug on her lips, as if she knows just what you're thinking and why. As a Higher Succubus she has no horns and has an extremely long and powerful tail, the end of which is coated in powerful aphrodisiacs'. She notices you gawking at her and flicks a forked tongue at you, "Enough staring and sit down." she scolds. You feel a tug on your lower body as Belixistrous' magic forces you to sit down on a chair. The girls in the class snicker at you but the boys nod their heads knowingly. similarly entranced by the buxom teacher. "Welcome to Dark Deeds 101. Where you'll learn everything that makes a Demon's life any fun, first we'll start with what a Dark Deed is in the first place."

She eyes the classroom. "Someone give me a famous Dark Deed."

A girl with red hair named Ariel raises her hand. "The Black Plague ma'am!" the girl's voice cracks embarrassingly. She puts down her hand. "Yes! Good!" Belixistrous flourishes with a nailed hand and continues.

"A Deed is an act so disgusting, so filthy, and vile, that the upper and primordial demons and fallen angels of Hell take notice." She smirks knowingly. "The Black Plague for example was the work of Fox Allsteed. He was a lesser demon at the time, no more power than you. But he was bright and cunning. So cunning he found a spell that can replicate and spread itself endlessly, laying waste to the health of those it infects. The humans named it the Black Plague, but here in Hell we know it as the Spreading Curse. When you've committed a Deed, you'll know it almost instantly, a sponsor will contact you. There are many forces in Hell, and many that we are not aware of. Committing your first Deed is a bit like the lottery, you never really now who is going to take notice of you." Belixitrous points her tail at you. "In fact. We have one sponsored by an highly ranked member of Hell right here in this classroom."

You feel dozens of pairs of eyes shift towards you. You meet each of them with iron will. You see curiosity, ambivalence, competition, and maybe even a couple admirers? "The Primordial Demon that promoted your material existence from imp to demon was Fear." Belixitrous is giving you a strange look. "As you acrew Deeds you will move up in the ranks of the horrid halls of Hell. This is your main objective as budding Hellspawn, every moment, every word studied, every spell learned, is to this end."

"But! That is enough fucking chatterl! The glory lay in finding out for yourself! Attempt union with the demons and fallen angels, go raise some Hell!" Suddenly the corners of the classroom began to swirl around the students, the once stationary walls creating a dizzying array of colors. Almost as soon as it began the spinning ends, yours eyes adjust to the bright Sun and new surroundings. Tall modern buildings, grey walk ways and brown bark. "We are in the human world right now, the first one to earn a Deed will be rewarded, currently you are all encased in my magic and are unable to be seen by human eyes. Make your preparations and go." Belixistrous' voice rings out but the humans below don't seem to notice it.

Your mind races, but in the corner of your eye, you spot something that catches your interest, you fly away from the encasing of invisibility and head towards the source of your intrigue.