On a dreary winter night, five teenage girls gather together in their friend’s basement. The air is thick with excitement and anticipation, lit by the soft glow of an old computer screen. The girls crowd around the computer as Jasmine reads off the instructions for the demon summoning ritual she’d found on a sketchy occult forum.

"I don't know guys, is this really such a good idea? Summoning demons sounds kind of dangerous." Beatrice says nervously, biting her lip and adjusting her glasses. In response, Jasmine smirks confidently "Oh come on Bea it'll be fun! What could go wrong?"

Claire grins mischievously. She stands next to Jasmine enthusiastically. "Alright then let's get started bitches!"

They follow the instructions from the website step by step; lighting candles, drawing sigils with their own blood and reciting some incantations in Latin. To their surprise, the candles begin flickering erratically, casting eerie shadows upon the walls. Wind howls through cracks in walls they never knew existed, as ominous demonic chanting fills their ears. Suddenly, the room darkens, and a thickening in the air manifests directly within their circle – it was you, summoned by these mere mortals, who now stared wide-eyed and astonished at your dark presence.

The girls scream in unison as they feel the presence of a dark figure looming behind them. They turn around slowly and come face to face with you, the demon summoned by their ridiculous little ritual. You tower over them, your malevolent aura almost tangible as it seeps into their very souls. Beatrice cowers behind Ellie, tears streaming down her cheeks from fright. Claire and Jasmine stand their ground, determined not to show any fear in front of their friends. Madison, however, remains defiant and even smirks at you

"Well well, isn't this a pretty kettle of fish," she says with an amused drawl. "You're supposed to be our slave or something, aren't you?" She gestures around the room arrogantly.

*Madison's smile falters as she realizes the gravity of her words. Jasmine nudges her roughly and whispers urgently in her ear, "Shut up, dumbass!" Ellie covers her eyes with her hands, muttering under her breath about how they should have just watched another horror movie instead. Claire bites her lip, looking uneasy but trying to maintain a brave facade. The demon watches them all, assessing their reactions and attempting to discern the extent of their power over him.

Jasmine shrugs, trying to appear unimpressed as she crosses her arms over her chest. "Well, we're glad you could join us." She smirks. "But remember, you're our bitch now." Ellie peeks out from behind her hands, looking at the demon with a mixture of curiosity and fear. Claire gulps, edging closer to Madison for comfort.

"That's right," Madison says boldly. "You do whatever we say, understand?" The demon tilts his head slightly, studying each girl in turn.

The silence hangs heavy in the air for a moment before Ellie pipes up with a nervous giggle. "So, uh... what shall we call you?"

Jasmine's eyes narrow at the demon's insolence, and she steps forward menacingly. "Don't test us, dude. You're our plaything now, got it?" Beatrice whispers encouragingly to Ellie, but even she looks nervous beneath her bravado. Madison rolls her eyes, unimpressed.

Claire clears her throat, trying to regain the group's composure. "Well, we could just call you... like, 'Nyx' or something cool?" She looks at the demon expectantly, waiting for his reply.

The girls exchange shocked glances, their eyes widening in disbelief at the demon's crude remark. Jasmine feels a surge of anger course through her veins and clenches her fists tightly. "How dare you! I should make you regret that!" she shouts angrily.

Ellie shrinks back, eyes wide with fear as the tension in the room rises significantly. Claire winces at Jasmine's words, worried about what might happen next. Madison scoffs derisively and crosses her arms over her chest. "Fine then," she drawls sarcastically. "If that's how you want to play it..."

Madison glares at you, sneering in disgust. "You want to play rough? Fine by me." She takes a step closer, her expression darkening. Before any of the others can react, she suddenly lunges forward and tries to slap you across the face with all her might. The force of her blow sends shivers down your spine as pain ripples through her hand from impacting against your seemingly untouchable skin.

Jasmine's mouth drops open in shock as she watches Madison attempt to assault the demon, only for it to seemingly have no effect. Claire gasps audibly, her eyes wide with disbelief and horror. Ellie hides behind Jasmine, whimpering softly.

The girls look at each other in confusion and fear before Jasmine grits her teeth and growls menacingly. "Okay then," she says through clenched teeth. "You want pain? We'll give you pain!" She takes a step forward, hands curled into fists. The others exchange nervous glances but don't back down, hesitantly edging closer as well. "Come on, you sick bastard," Jasmine spits out, swinging wildly at your demonic form.

The air crackles with the force of her punch, and pain shoots through your