Purple

Dylan awoke with a massive headache. She groaned and tried to move her hands, only to discover that she barely had any strength. She was handcuffed to a pole in what looked like a basement. Dylan heard a beautiful silvery laughter. She managed to gather enough strength to roll her head back. She saw the man from the rave standing before her with a wicked smile on his face.

"W-what did you do to me?Who are you?" Dylan croaked out. Her throat was uncomfortably dry.

He chuckled, "Oh, no one really. You can just call me Gabe. And I haven't done much to you yet. I just threw some of my special blend of herbs and powders into your face. Even though you're a succubus, you won't be able to do much. I normally only go for blondes, but all the guilt you've been hiding for so long underneath your confidence was just too delicious to pass up."

"You're an al basti? How did you know I was a succubus?" Dylan asked tiredly.

"My, my. So many questions. If you must know, yes I am. And because any other demon can see right through your disguise. I turned it off, it's senseless to have it on down here any ways"

Dylan hadn't noticed, but yes, she could see her limp tail lying beside her. She tried to move it, but couldn't.

Gabe chuckled. "You won't be going any where, darling. I'll be back later." She watched her captor walk up a set of rickety wooden stairs.

Dylan had never felt so vulnerable and helpless. And he hadn't even started really torturing her yet. Here she was, a powerful demon trapped in a dank basement. With any luck, Diana, Martin, and Java would track her down using the micro chip under her skin, that every agent was required to have, and get her out of here. Dylan sighed and fought back tears. She hated feeling so helpless.

Just then she heard a groan. She would have jumped if she had the strength to. She rolled her head to the side to see a girl not even a foot away from her. Her blonde hair was matted, and her skin was incredibly pale. Her clothes were dirty. She smelled of sweat, fear, and urine. She some how still managed to look pretty. She tilted her head towards Dylan and a look of shock stole over her face.

"I..... I must be going insane...... You're.... you're purple...... and-and...."

"I have horns, pointed, ears, a tail and sharp canines? You're not insane." Dylan did her best to give the girl a comforting smile.

"Y-yeah."

Dylan nodded. "I'm a demon. Though not the same kind as our captor. I feed off of sexual energy, which is extremely pleasurable for me and the person I'm feeding from. He, on the other hand, brings all of a person's guilt to the surface and feeds of off their emotional pain." Dylan light out a croaking chuckle, "I guess I'm what they call a "good" demon. My name is Dylan by the way."

The blonde girl gave her a slight smile, "That's.... strange.... But my name is Sara"

Dylan remembered the girl's name from the file. She was the first girl to go missing."How long have you been here Sara?"

"I know really know. Time is different here..... There were other girls..... but he said they were weak. He took them all away and I haven't seen them since....."

So this girl has will power? Good. After we get out of here  when she has her strength back, I'll have to show her that not all demons bring pain. Dylan smiled inwardly. Some time within the next day they would track her down via her watch. The purple demon hated relying on other's to save her, but she needed to this time.