Little Demon (pt. 1, maybe)

I can't wait to take my first steps in the mortal realm. My big dark wings are flapping with glee and they carry me up.

"Get down from there Hecate, you're gonna chip your horns," my dad says shaking his head.

I slowly drift back down, only to land gently on my back in a pile of bones.

"Now I know you're excited to go to the mortal realm, but you need to calm down before you hurt yourself, and humans are sensitive and dangerous creatures, so be careful when you're up there, do you understand?" He says in his best stern fatherly tone.

"Yes father I understand, but I just can't help it! I will take some deep breaths and calm down. I know they are fragile things, but were you being serious when you said I can only consume animal souls? Not even one human?" I bat all my eyes like a puppy.

"No Hecate, and if I find out you take a human soul, dying or not, you will never go back to the mortal realm. Taking a soul that is alive is ver different than consuming a soul that the host's body is dead. It can really mess with you and make you dangerous, I don't want that for you. Okay?" He is serious when he speaks this, so I take him seriuos as well.

"Okay, father. I love you." I say in hopes of lightening the mood.

"I love you too Hecate, now I have some work to do, go along now." He says with a soft smile.

Having the devil as your father has its perks, like...