Doctor Demon

Hongshik turned around to find a woman in her fifties. She had smooth greyish brown hair with fine cheekbones and beady eyes which were observing him. Her clothes were designer made, indicating her noble status. Tall and proud, she felt a little disdain for the shabby man in front of her.

He did not dare to meet her eyes. She had warned him not to go ahead with the ritual to help Sungki but he did anyway. Now she was going to gloat.

"The ritual-"

"Failed," she finished for him. "Obviously. I can tell by your expression."

Hongshik looked as if someone had slapped him but he kept his cool. All was not lost.

"But it was now a complete bust," he stated. "I have news. The half demon Prince is back."

The woman raised her eyebrow. The half demon Prince reincarnated? Now she was highly interested.

"Tell me more," she demanded. "What else do you know?"

"It's not just him," Hongshik revealed. "His wife is also back. Chun Ailee."

She was silent for a long time as she tried to absorb the information. This was not good at all. If both Wang Daesung and Chun Ailee were reincarnated, then the prophecy might be fulfilled soon.

"We have to stop them!" she said at once. "Otherwise, our plans will fail. I have already released another one of the demons to carry out our work but if that demon is caught, we'll not be able to establish the links!"

"I have already established one with the help of Sungki," Hongshik smirked. "While the Cho's obsessed over an heir, their demon son has already cast a spell on his room. The same place where he died and opened a Gate."

"At least you're not completely incompetent," the woman said flatly. Her tone was soft and calm but had more impact. Hongshik was offended but he had no power to say anything to her. If he did, she would curse him into oblivion without a second glance. The woman was not an ordinary human being but a Vozakel lord in human form.

"I shall inform my comrades about this," she went on. "If the second Prince and his wife are truly back then they must be dealt with. Our next plan is crucial. We must establish this link otherwise it will be impossible to carry out the plan to revive our true Lord."

She paused before adding, "Is he the same baby we tried to hunt down twenty five years ago?" 

"I don't know but it could be."

"Hmm…"

If he was, then it would make sense why they could not track him down all this time. He must have had some sort of protection provided to him by the Emperor. She had no doubt in her mind that this reincarnated form of Wang Daesung was also half human.

Then she froze before her lip broke into a slow grin.

"Half human, huh?" She slightly sneered. "Looks like our work has been made even easier."

"What do you mean?"

"You shall see," she said in a cryptic tone. "I will inform the others. We will start executing the next phase of our plan. You can leave now."

The shaman did not leave but stayed in his place. "What about me?" he demanded. "Is my contract canceled?"

"Finish the ritual first," she said in a wary tone. "Then I'll think about it."

"But-"

He was about to argue but she threw him a threatening glare. "You asked for the ability to see the supernatural!" She hissed, her eyes turning larger and sharper until they resembled those of a snake's. The shaman cowered and slowly backed off, gulping in fear.

"It was in your contract which we have fulfilled," she went on in her hoarse voice. "And we are giving you the chance to break out of it simply because you're useful to us! Now you want to protest? Against us?"

"No…" Hongshik said, feeling scared and ashamed. He knew that dealing with demons needed cautiousness and careful wit but there was little time for him. The thirty year timeline was about to end and he was desperate to live. Seeing how many people were dragged to Hell in his own pursuit to live, he had no intention of going there himself.

"I will do better!" he squeaked. "And help you destroy the duo-"

"Destroy?" the woman echoed, raising an eyebrow. "On the contrary, we want the half-human Prince. He's valuable to us and so is his little lover. After all, we need both of them for our ritual to work. You focus on establishing the links. Let me worry about keeping them from fulfilling the prophecy."

Her eyes were turning scarlet with excitement. Hongshik was afraid that she was going to hurt him but she turned away, ignoring the pathetic man. He slowly backed off, running for his life. 

Once outside the bungalow, he let out a sigh of relief. The brethren might have welcomed him but there were some costs. Demons ruled over them and their order was simple: resurrect the True Prince of Hell.

"Which rotten curse is this?" he growled. The Firstborn Prince was trapped in an infinite curse which put him under a deep sleep. It happened sometime during his fight with Wang Daesung but no one knew how the half-human was able to do it. The curse was impossible to invoke even by a demon. 

Only the Emperor himself could have given the half-human this power.

"Damn that Emperor!" he cursed. "Putting his own true blood son under this spell! Is he crazy?"

Why he favored his half-human son over his true born demon son was beyond the shaman's comprehension. But that did not matter. He simply wanted his soul back.

"What is this crazy demon doing now?" he wondered as he reflected back on the Vozakel demon's plans.

She was not an ordinary demon but rather part of the nobility. For centuries, they had been rallying after the Firstborn Prince, fighting for his cause. They wanted him to come back and rule Hell instead of the lovesick Emperor who was still chasing a mere human woman. These demons had given up all humane thoughts and nature, accepting their demonic sides. They did not care about anything except for the power they were enjoying under the Firstborn Prince's rule and were threatened by Hobin's existence.

"I wonder what they're going to do now," he muttered.

…

The room was shrouded with complete darkness except for the light from a laptop screen. In front of it, sat a boy who was barely eighteen. He stared at the laptop, waiting for the clock to strike exactly midnight. His eyes were on the wall clock, counting down the seconds.

There was no one else in the house other than him. His parents were at a party and his sister was at her boyfriend's house. It was the perfect night for him to try out the ritual. There was a rumor circulating around his school that there was a website which went active at midnight. The website was magical. If it was accessed by someone who is alone in a dark room without anyone else in the house, then a beautiful girl was going to emerge from it and take his virginity.

One of his friends had lost his virginity to that girl and bragged about it. At first the boy did not believe it but his friend made a video and showed him how to do the ritual. To the boy's shock, a beautiful girl did appear and the scene was followed by an intimate sex session which was a major turn on for the boy.

Thus, he decided to try it.

He impatiently waited for the clock to strike 12 AM.

5...4...3...2...1...

DING! DING!

The clock struck midnight and the boy instantly pressed the refresh button. For a few seconds, nothing happened. The boy was frustrated at the lack of activity. His friend must have lied to him about this stupid website.

"Fuck it!" he growled. "I'll kill that bastard-"

Suddenly, the screen came to life. He frowned as a series of complex codes appeared on it. Was his laptop broken?

The codes stopped and an instruction was shown. Type 6.

The boy did as he was told and another site popped up. A warning was written on it.

"This is an exclusive contract between Party A and Party B," he read out loud. "Party A is defined as the human who wants a service while Party B is the service provider. Under this contract, Party A can state one wish he or she wants Party B to carry out and the latter is binded by contract to complete it. The wish stated has a time duration which will be agreed upon by Party A and the conditions are…"

The boy frowned as he read the complicated rules until the very end when one line stated, "Upon the completion of this contract, Party B will have complete control of Party A's soul which will be taken to Hell after the time has lapsed."

Hell? The boy frowned. It sounded like a big joke.

At the end, was a signature box and two lines. One asked for the wish and the other the duration of the contract. The boy snorted.

"What the hell is this?" he scoffed. "Sounds like a joke!"

But then he thought about it. I should try it out, he thought. 

He wrote down his wish to lose his virginity to a beautiful woman and then paused for the duration.

"Pft! I'll give 24 hours," he muttered. As if my soul will be really taken to hell! He thought.

As soon as he put in the conditions and his digital signature, the screen went blank.

"What the hell!" he cursed. "I knew it! It's a bloody prank!"

He cursed out loud whe a shadow on the screen caught his attention. His eyes widened in shock and he turned around to find the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. 

Her long blonde hair reached till her waist while her pearly skin was almost glowing. She was naked with plump breasts and a curvy figure which made the boy lose his mind. Her green eyes were shy and demure as if embarrassed by the attention the boy was giving her.

"Who are you?" he gasped.

"You wanted me, master," she whispered in a seductive tone. The boy could not believe it. It was true! He was going to lose his virginity to this exquisite woman!

Then he frowned and remembered the other part of the contract. Was his soul going to be sent to Hell?

Before he could ask, the woman stepped closer and began to unbutton his shirt.

"What are you-" he stammered but her luscious lips caught him in a fierce kiss. The boy pushed out all thoughts, concentrating on his desires.

If this was hell, he was ready to enter it.