Into The Devil’s Heart

“This is going errant” Wendigo exclaims in anger as he stares at the city view through the glass wall.

He can’t believe their plans went down the drain as though they never had any.

“I knew it” he breathed out with grit teeth.

While he rants and rants, Black Gun seems so lost in his thoughts. Nothing else occupies his mind than the scene of the previous night.

“Just how can he not be affected by bullets?” He asked Wendigo, who threw him a deadly glance.

“If I could answer that, then I’m sure I won’t be as pissed as you right now” He lashes out.

The atmosphere was gloomy and intense, and both were ready to vent their anger at each other.

While they choke on their anger and failure, a guard walks in and whispers something to Wendigo, he turns to Black Gun with a frown.

” What? ” Black gun asked, seeing the intense gaze at him.

” Did you invite anyone over? ” Wendigo asked with so much curiosity.

“no, why? ” Black gun returns the question, with a slightly raised brow.

” Someone is here to see us” He blurts out thoughtfully. Their gaze travels to the guard by the side

Whoo? ” Black gun asked, directing his question to the guard.

“A lady” he voiced out.

They stare at themselves confused about who he is talking about, “a lady?” They asked in unison.

“Yes, boss,” he answered with respect.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“Describe” Wendigo orders.

“She’s a blond with a mysterious dressing style ” he informs.

“Did she say who she is looking for and why? ” Wendigo demands.

“No boss, she only asked to see the owner and his friend, ” he explains.

Wendigo nods, ” let her in” he orders.

The man gave a light bow before leaving. While the two men contemplate who the stranger is, the door pushes open and a lady walks in.

She was dressed in a loin wrapped around her waist at floor level and chest, the mysterious vibes could not be brushed off but what was most striking about her was her beauty. Her blue chestnut eyes shine so charmingly under her long thick lashes. Her blond hair compliments the color of her dress and fits perfectly on her body showing off her body curves.

“Who are you?” Wendigo asked as soon as he snapped out of his daze.

“Hello Wendigo” she calls out in a cheerful tone and leisurely takes a seat on the white sofa.

“Black gun” she turns to the man who had no smile on his face and neither did he have any expression. Her lips curve into a smile.

“It’s a pleasure meeting y’all” she continues.

“That doesn’t answer my question” Wendigo was getting pissed by her sudden entrance as though she owns everything.

“Why the rush to know my name?” She raised a brow, “lack of patience can lead a goat to its grave” she said and walked to the counter, grabbed a bottle of expensive liquor, and poured some into a glass.

“Sweet!” She exclaims in satisfaction and sips again on the wine.

“You should be grateful I saved your asses or you two would have been roasted barbecue by now” She glances at both men who stare at her in wonder.

“Watch your mouth woman!” Black guns were voiced with so much displeasure. He doesn’t know why she said that but you think she is right and hurts his pride.

“What?” She raised a brow at him, “did I say something wrong?” She asked.

“You should be grateful I was able to save your ass from that devil” she grumbles, “I should have let you burn in his furnace” she murmurs.

“And why should we? You know nothing about him” Wendigo said.

She let out a soft yet mocking chuckle, “I can refer that to you two” She sounded so serious, “You know absolutely nothing about him, his true nature, and what he is. It’s the first time you had such a scary encounter with him” she smiles.

” Believe it or not, I saved your asses and if you want to defeat him, you will have to be polite and composed. Respecting everything I say” She sounded serious.

“Why should we bend to your demands? You can’t force us to” Wendigo has had enough of her and didn’t want to push through with the aimless discussion.

“Well, I can” she met his gaze, ” but I won’t cause I don’t need you but you, ” her lips pulled into a snort, ” you need me, without me, you are nothing before him,” she tells him straight to the face.

” Who are you? ” Wendigo asked again.

” Unless we get into a business deal, I don’t think it’s worth telling you my name” She let out a soft sigh and glanced at the men.

“there can never be a deal without knowing the benefits of the” Black gun “.

She smiles, “What if I say I can help you guys take down your biggest hindrance? ” She asked, taking note of both guys’ reactions.

“at what expense? “A black gun pressed on. “You can’t be a good Samaritan, or are you?” he raised a brow.

“I sure am not, ” she responded in understanding, “My rewards come from my satisfaction which is none of your business. What you should be focused on is my offers and how quick you can get to push your worries aside” she informs.

Her request was tempting but the guys knew more than just to give in, there is no deal without aim.

“Aurelia” she voiced out.

Both men stare at her with frowns, “huh?” They asked in unison, both confused.

” That’s my name,” she informs, ” a white witch from the northern coven” she adds.

” Wait! ” Wendigo said, still trying to process what she just put out, ” did you say you are a witch? ” He asked again.

She nods, “Yes, why? ” She stares at him with an almost smiley face.

“Nothing just doesn’t sound real” he voices out his doubt.

Aurelia chuckles, “You believe devils are real yet, you doubt the existence of witches? Silly” She couldn’t help but laugh.

“I believe in nothing and no one ” Wendigo retaliates, “whatever you think is there, be it spiritual or physical. I believe only in what I know, and that’s myself,” he says.

Aurelia nods, ” no doubt you feel so mighty about yourself, fool ” she snorts.

Wendigo looks confused, “excuse me? ” He asked, demanding she repeat herself but she didn’t.

“what do you believe in? ” She asked Black gun.

He didn’t respond, her expression was blank and calm. He looks as though he isn’t concerned with what they are discussing at the moment.

“Can you help us to kill him?” He asked instead of answering the question.

“Yes, I can,” Aurelia responded.

“How?” The black gun pressed on.

Aurelia’s lips pulled up into a smile, “fine” she wasn’t in a haste to throw her knowledge on them without making them beg for it.

“Listen, before anything you all must understand what you are dealing with” she starts.

They frowned at her words but didn’t interfere and let her continue.

“Cannon is not what you think he is, he is something scarier and deadly able to eliminate you and you, plus me inclusive without batting an eye” she points at them.

“Who is he?” Black gun demands with curiosity.

“Yes, who is he?” Wendigo adds.

“You don’t believe in my existence, how then will you believe in his existence if I tell you? “She raises a brow at Wendigo and then turns to Black Gun.

” He is the Devil himself” she spoke out as if it was nothing.

A rumbling sound of laughter resonated throughout the room, Wendigo could be seen holding his stomach.

” You should know we ain’t three-year-old kids you can frighten with your little myth stories,” he said in between his laughter.

“Do you think so? Why should I want to scare grown-up fools like you? “Aurelia was pissed by his laughter of mockery.

” What did you say? ” Wendigo demands with so much anger.

“You heard me, fool or should I say buffalo,” she mocks.

Wendigo had reached his limit to what he could swallow, in anger, he attempted to slap Aurelia but then his raised hand got frozen in the air refusing to come down.

“You should never dare me, Wendigo, ” she said, her eyes sparkling as if in response, Wendigo slapped himself twice until his cheeks grew red from the intensity.

Wendigo as well as Black Gun were stunned by the show of power, maybe they never believed her but now, they do especially Wendigo. The fright on his face left him pale, unable to move.