“I will kill you.”

She laughed a whores laugh. “We all have dreams Mr.Lu.”

I glared at her dirty hands moving around my shop. Her hair was swaying near her knees and her dress shaped her down to her feet.

“Dont speak like its impossible.”

She stopped and turned to me with a miniture stone cat in one of her hands and her other on her hip.

“Oh its not, I can die. I just make it very very hard.”

I couldnt hear any more of this.

“Seductrus get out of my shop before I shoot you!”

Her eye twitched and she dropped the smile. All her pride was replaced with a sinister evil as she slammed the cat back in its place.

“See, thats whats wrong with you people. Just because you find me attractive now every word I say is seducing? We were talking about you killing me Mr.Lu. In case you forgot that.”

She came closer so I pulled my shotgun from under the desk. She stood in front of it, chest at the nozzle.

“Do not call me a name only you identify with. I am not a succubus sent from hell, I am not a witch who works in love potions and spells, I am a murderer.”

She smiled again as her nails dug into my desk, it was wide and terrifying, and her eyes matched her furry with a poisioning red. This was no human.

“Stone cold murderer.”

I shot. She flew back into the shelves making a mess id have to clean up later. Her body was limp, her aura calmed to nonexistence. I picked up the phone, ready for the police to take her out of here but a hand landed on my shoulder. I couldnt look, the fear kept me frozen. But I heard her, and that disturbing grin, as she whispered in my ear.

“Mr.Lu, I am a taker of souls, a philosopher of time. I kill for pleasure, a selfish endeavour yes but im helping people here. Do you understand? When I show up thats when people are the most alive. A last breath is holy in a way. I mean truly, what meaning does life have without death?”