Charity Rosevein was on the hunt. The sixteen year old put one foot in front of the other as quietly as possible as she hunted a succubus.
" I hear you're looking for me.."
The voice cut through the silence of the night, and Charity whirled around so fast that she bumped noses with the seductive fiend.
The succubus was plump, no doubt having gorged herself on the praise she siphoned from the unsuspecting. Her hair was short, black and silky, and her flawless skin was a deep red. Forked antlers rose delicately from her head, and her face was plump-cheeked and healthy.
The succubus smirked and ran her hands over her exposed belly and down over her shorts to the smooth skin of her thighs.
" Do you like what you see~?" She purred.
Charity stared at the gorged succubus, bile rising in her throat at the thought of sating the sinner's appetite.
Charity grabbed her Stun gun from her back pocket and lunged, stabbing the weapon into the woman's throat and pulling the trigger, releasing 86 million volts into her.
The demon fell to her knees, and Charity stared at her coldly.
" You have sinned. I will save you though. Despite your unholy advances towards me. I will take pity on you."
The succubus tried to scream for help, but her muscles gave out after the fifteenth second, and she flopped onto the sidewalk, helpless to resist as Charity went to work.
Charity smiled sweetly.
" You mustn't hate me! I'm going to help you get over your unholy urges. Starting with these stupid, prideful ornaments."
The demon realized what was going to happen, and tried again to scream, but could only manage a whimper as Charity wrenched her antlers from her skull.
Mercifully, the woman passed out, and Charity restrained her with fishing line before dragging her off for more of her ' treatment.'