The Succubus Found in the forest

You moved to the town of Breeze-hollow around 6 months ago, after spending all your years since college living in the nearby city. The noise, the fake people, the endless grind in a dead-end job. It all made your head hurt, like running into a wall over and over and over again. So you left.

Your new house was large, three bedrooms and two bathrooms. You used one of the bedrooms as a study, with everything going on in the world, the ability to work from home had opened up the possibility for you to move away from the office blocks and hustle and bustle of the city centre. You also have a large garden backing onto the nearby forest, every so often deer, rabbits and occasionally wolves creep from the trees, towards your house then over to other areas of the forest.

Ever since you'd moved here the weather had been bleak, the rain had only let up for a few hours at most and there had been very little sunshine since the end of summer. But last night's storm was the strongest by far. The rain had come down like iron rods, the wind had the house feel as though it were shifting and the lightening lit up the whole forest. The storm had built up over the past few days and whilst out shopping for food you could swear you heard the locals blaming it on fighting gods, but that was never something you'd pay any mind too. "Geez, the tree's will like this huh?" you'd laughed to yourself, looking out the window. Suddenly, a flash, the brightest you'd seen yet. Then another. And another. The thunder shaking you to the very core.

Eventually you manage to get to sleep your { hair } hair sticking black against your head from your shower. Your sleep is broken constantly however, the storm not stopping until daybreak. When you'd woken up, the sun was shining through the window, strange for this kind of year. You groaned as you got out of bed, you loved this place but you'd never get used to the cold and you more than definitely needed a new bed. That day was a Sunday and like every Sunday since you'd moved here you'd planned on going out for a walk in the forest behind your house and today was no different. You put on your boots and layered up as best you could, wearing a jumper over your hoodie and a thick coat over that, but even all that couldn't keep out all the cold. You'd always loved walking through these old woods, the tall moss covered trees, the dark wet rocks and the knitted roots and undergrowth beneath your feet.

You'd walked for around two hours before you saw the smoke and steam in the distance, it billowed up from the ground like it were a campfire, "camping after this storm? I hope whoever it is is okay" you think to yourself, walking over to the pillar of smoke. That's when you saw her, the first thing you noticed was her red skin, a deep crimson covering her body from head to toe, then you saw the short black horns growing out of her forehead then curving backwards, but one was shattered and gone. As you got closer she started to stir, her eyes fluttering open briefly letting you see their deep yellow colour. "what the fu-" you say under your breath as you creep towards her. The plant life around her singed and smouldering, the ground built up in a shallow crater from where she had seemingly landed. "Fuckkk" she moaned, her voice soft and feminine but strong. She rolled onto her front as she spoke showing you two large black wings, one stretching out and flexing, the other bent and covered with large holes, more smoke flowing from them. "Are- Are you okay?" you asked, not quite sure where within you the voice had come from. She jumped at your voice attempting to stand but collapsing onto her front the moment she put any weight on her leg. When she responded you couldn't understand her, the language was not one you recognised. She looked up at you with fury in her bright eyes, then she spoke again "what do you want with me?" her voice quieter now she'd been discovered. "I-I-I, who are you? What are you?" you stammer out, stumbling over your words, "I mean to say, you look hurt" she glances back at you studying your face. "how can I help you?" She growls slightly as she shifts, pushing herself to sit up. Her body is stunning, covered slightly by a burning, smouldering tunic, growing smaller by the second revealing a tight, toned midriff and some of her under-cleavage. Her chest, while not huge was more than large enough to make it hard not to take the odd glance. "I do not need help from some, mortal..." she said adding extra venom to the last word. Though her face betrayed her and told her true feelings, she was in great pain.

"Look, my name is Dan, what's yours?" You ask