text: There are scraps left on the table and you have only finished the appetizer... Time for the main course. What are you in the mood for?
  
  > Dangerous Dan
  Daniel McKinnely- 27 years old- currently available/single. Sydney, Australia. (a.k.a Dangerous Dan)
  
  You have always liked to nickname your prey. You found this one and immediately saw his self-destructive tendencies. He seems to be always looking for a thrill. You figure he will give you the quick score you need to turn this soul to the temptations of his adrenaline vice. Toying with mortality is a thrill, but it can be a messy end. As you are fond of saying, "the fastest rides always have the most abrupt endings."
  
  > let's get down to business...
  You roll up your sleeves (metaphorically) and find your new prey currently sitting in his office cubicle typing up some quotes on customer requests for the 3rd time after they have come back to the bargaining table for cheaper rates on plastic due to the increase in available recycled stock. HDPE (High-Density Polyethylene). His boss has been harping about profit-margins declining just that morning. She, on the one hand is insisting that all the sales people up their game, and on the other hand is telling Dan not to lose the clients they already have. Honestly, he couldn't care less about the company, you can see that in his eyes as he is glossing over the price quotes in the newly revised prices proposal. Obviously, he couldn't care less about what his boss wants. Whether she is on the floor or not, he is working at the same pace and has not once seemingly been affected by her seemingly constant parades through the work-area. Meanwhile, other employees seem to dart into their cubes and duck into their computer screens intensely as she prowls around.
  
  You make a side note to check on her background, and maybe pay her a visit when you have a little free time. She looks like a good candidate. Anyway- let's not get distracted...
  
  You settle in and follow Dan and keep vigil as he moves about and you stare at his face and try to bring out his thoughts and feelings to delve into his psyche and pry him out of his shell a little more. You are not able to directly read his thoughts, only God can do that (an unfair advantage, you've always thought). You can glean feelings and inclinations and especially read people with skills honed after more than 3000 years. You doubt very much that subtlety will work with Dan, he seems to live his life in broad strokes. You just need to find which blatant, overt temptations are more of his style. If you can play the right card, you may be able to crack this nut wide open. Ooo cards... Maybe gambling? You haven't tried gambling in a long time. That might work great!. (You make a mental note.)
  
  You tag along after work in his Toyota HiLux back to his flat. The whole ride home he is singing along to Adele on some of her songs. He has every album downloaded and at the ready on his playlist. You begin to like this Adele. She grows on you.
  
  He arrives home after a short commute and in his apartment you are staring at what has to be the cleanest flat a single guy has ever lived in. Maybe OCD is a factor, but it is immaculate. Then it becomes clear you are not alone... From the shadows lurking just at the periphery you see lower minions who may have had a stake to this soul.
  
  Like the alpha wolf, you eat before they eat. You could banish them and grab this easy score for yourself and be back at your chambers before too long with a win under your belt.
  
  > banish the minor minions and claim your prize...
  You will not be denied. You press forward with your full might into the space and the minor demons glare at you with glowing eyes. They back up slowly, grumbling things under their foul breath. They dissolve back into the shadows. Your ego grows a little. You still command some fear and respect.
  
  Dan has photos up on every wall of adventures he has gone on. He has pictures of himself in caves, skydiving, motorcycles, mountain climbing. You see locations like India, China, Africa and The United States. This guy is an absolute adrenaline junkie. He lives for the fast-track. You need to push him a little further into the self-destructive tendencies. He should trip up pretty easily.
  
  You probably have enough to get started, but you need to do a little tracking first to see what else is lurking outside of the shadows. You have been putting this off because you really don't want to know the answers. You begin to shift your perception and begin to skillfully hone in on the other influences that are surrounding Dan. You can see right away the residues of many outside influences. Some tell-tale scars on his heart and mind from clumsy attempts from under-worldly influences. They appear as hazy ink stains on the aura of the soul. These are minor but appear to be lingering. His inner light has nearly obliterated the shroud that was being formed. You have seen better work, but it appears that a multitude of hands have been involved. But you are convinced his armor has enough chinks and he has attributes that can be exploited. You get a little excited and begin to drool a little bit and have to control yourself. Every good hunter knows to stalk his prey.
  
  In the morning you will begin.
  
  > Morning comes too late...
  The night is long and as you are trying to formulate the quickest way to entice this new meat into damning himself, you sense that you again are not alone. This guy has more demons itching to capitalize on him. You peel back the void and see the little glowing-eyed demon from earlier, only this time he has brought a posse with him and they're converging on the apartment from every dark corner. Apparently, some demons don't like it when other demons bully them out of their prey. He has quite the group with him.
  
  You peer deeper through the void and see no demon that you even recognize among them. These are not your legions, or they would respect your domain. In their eyes, your are trespassing and they don't seem to take too lightly to it. They will be inside the apartment very soon...
  
  > Even with their numbers, they can't defeat you...
  You inflate your aura and ignite the demon fire in your palms and await the arrival of their numbers. They do not hesitate to leap at you and attempt to tear you down. You fling your fire at them and it knocks them back one-by-one. They regain their footing and return to the fray quickly. They will not be deterred. You are surprised by their resolve. Even though you sustain burns and slashes to your arms, legs and face, you are able to vanquish them after a long battle.
  
  As you remain vigilant, the night is waning and you feel your strength depleted. Again you sense a presence. You growl a guttural sound into the void and peer down to see something you did not expect, there ascending from the depths is He, Himself. You instantly drop to your haunches and prostrate yourself to the floor in anticipation of His arrival. You spread your mighty wings out like a carpet to each side of your body to show submission and obedience.
  
  His voice is as smooth as a dark bourbon in his throat, "Vapula, what has thou accomplished hither this night?" He pauses, awaiting an answer.
  
  "I have defended myself against rabble who do not respect my position and privilege, and seek to subjugate me. I have only been about my Master's bidding."
  
  "Thou cannot deceive the Prince of Deception!" He hisses and flares up in anger. You cower lower again and await his words. "Thou art serving no one but thyself, and this night proves nothing less a disgrace to me and our work. Thou art tasked with building my armies, not tearing them down and causing unrest! Now I cast thee down and submit thee to thy legions, another will take thy stead and reign over thee and thine!"
  
  The void swallows you whole and you are lying on the ground under the towers that you once called your chambers depleted of your strength and form. You are reduced to a mere imp and the minions begin to encircle you with wicked gins and pointy teeth. They converge on you. Your reign has ended.