Note: I did not expect such a huge reaction when I dropped the first story! Thank you so much everyone!! 

Trigger Warnings: demons, abuse, revenge, 1st POV

As a demon, my job is simple: break heaven's rules a lot, listen to Satan whenever he's being a King, and do whatever the hell I want the rest of the time. It's great, except for the summoning, where the demon summoned must do the contract the summoner demands.

A month ago, I was summoned by a young teen, Ash. She'd accidentally summoned me while doodling, and had been ready to send me back when the yelling from upstairs drew our attention. She panicked. Noticing this, I enhanced my hearing slightly and heard all I needed to hear. She had abusive parents. I showed her how to properly summon me, then whispered in her ear, "Summon me when you're in danger." With that, I knocked her parents out for the night and left.

Now, I'm back at her house. It's 3A.M. and I just caught a punch aimed at her head by what I assume to be her mother.

"Who are you?!" the father screeches.

I smirk. "Consider me Ash's guardian angel." I throw the mother across the room. "Only... I'm allowed to kill." She doesn't get back up. The father screams and tries to run.

I roll my eyes, mortals. With a snap of my fingers, he's frozen in his place, mouth and eyes the only things that can move. "Whatever shall I do to you?" I muse, prowling around his frozen body. "Hurting children, not even a demon would stoop so low."

"Little slut deserves it," he growls out.

A simple eyebrow raise and now it looks like he regrets saying that. "Luckily for you, I was always one for torture," I say coolly. "There's just something about screams, the way they beg for mercy even though they know there'll be none," I shiver, licking my lips. "Oh it's like hellfire caressing my eardrums it's so deliciously perfect." Right there, that look in his eyes. Oh it's beautiful, truly beautiful. Why did I ever resign from the torture fields, this is so fun! "Of course," I swiftly return to Ash's side, thankful that she's standing up against the wall, "it is Ash who you've hurt, so perhaps she should be the one who decides what happens to you. Ash?"

She stares at him, memories no doubt flying through her mind at high speed. Poor child... maybe I could raise her, spend a few years in the human world... "Burn him," she whispers. "Burn him in hellfire, like he will once he gets down there."

Oh she's perfect. I can feel myself grinning, sharp canines showing. "My pleasure." One snap of my fingers and from the ground under his feet, hellfire leaps up. I release the man as the fire consumes him, relishing in his inhuman screams as he is engulfed in flames and dies. I cock my head, listening for his soul to reach the entrance. "Ah, he is going to the torture fields, lovely!"

"Thank you," Ash whispers.

"Anytime my dear." I pause, then ask, "Do you have a safe place to live?" She shakes her head. "In that case, how would you feel being raised by a demon?"