For Widowmaker, queen of the underword and ruler of demon kind. Life had become rather dull. Over the centuries mortals had summoned her and her kind for all manner of services. From learning forbidden secrets to assassination their enemies, as long as humans offered them proper payment they were all to happy to lend their services. But as the world had gotton more involved in science and technology their had been a drastic decline in summonings. In fact the last time the quuen had been summoned to earth was when Rome was in its golden age.

Being the queen of the underworld she had enough power to tear open a portal to earth if she truely wanted to. But if she went and did so then of course so would other demons and that would alert their eneimes and in no time at all a war would break out. So for now she was forced to sit in her throne room and watch as her gladiators battled to the death for her amusement as she waited for someone, anyone to finally summon her to earth so she could have some fun.

Around the same time a young detective named Lena Oxten slowly woke up to her very loud alarm clock. As she opened her eyes and looked at the flashing numbers on the clock she realized that she'd overslept for the third time this week and now only had minutes to get to a flash she was up and quickly changing from her pajamas to her work clothes before grabbing a apple on the way out of her apartment and down to her car. As soon as she was inside she sped off toward the startion as fast as he could without breaking the law hoping that she could get there before times runs out or she'd get yelled at by the chief... again.

By the skin of her teeth she made it to the station by taking a few shortcuts and punched in just as her partner and the cheif came around the corner.

"See what did I tell you chief. She's right on time."

"Yes but just barley from the looks of her. Comb your hair and straighten your outfit detective Oxten. I'll only let one of you get away with looking deshelved and McCree got here first." as he left McCree lit his daily cigar and laughed. They'd been partners for nearly four years and every time one of them was in trouble the other would come to their aid. Although as of late it was McCree coming to her aid more and more.

"Your lucky I got here first and stalled him. He was wating here to yell at you for being late."

"Thanks for that. I tried setting my alarm but I guess I'm just to deep a sleeper to hear it."

"Don't mention it. Now come one and get your self cleaned up we got one hell of a case today."

They walked down the halls to their lockers where she took out her comb and straigthend her hair as best she could before strapping on her badge and gun.

"So how bad is the case?"

"Let's just say the boys that called in in described it as being a scene straight out of a horror movie." Alreadly dreading it she walked down the hall and back to her car with McCree right behind her while loading his revolver. "You know even after all these years I can't understand why you don't carry a regular piece instead of that old school gun."

"Because your guns lack stopping power. When I fire I want them do go down. Besides I think I look pretty damn sharp with this."

"Alright settle down cowboy we got a horror show to get to."

Usually their job wasn't to hard. Most of the crime in this city came down to gang violence or the occasinal drug bust. Nothing to serious or glamerous but theere were some days where she found herself wishing for more action.

She'd wanted to be dectavie and spent two years training and studying before finally applying. And now here she was four years later with a dozen or so closed cases and a good all be it old school partner by her side.

"Turn up here. Were looking for a big old house."

"Can you be a bit more specific?" they'd driven to the older district where the more atinque house were and each house looked to come from out of a doll house. But after a few minutes she spotted the flashing red and blue lights of theif follow officers.

Already the scene was filled with people who were curious about what was going on and officers keeping them at bay.

"Well let's get this over with."

They walked into the house and were immediately hit with an overwhelming scent of somthing foul. The had to take a few steps away just to breathe

"What in gods name is that horrible smell!" McCree asked using his hat to try and disperse the smell.

"If you think the smell is bad out here then wait tilll you get to it's source." a mortician said just beyond the doorway.

"The source?"

"Down in the basment. Felt as though my nose was going to fall off. Really horrible down there." Hearing this the two wrapped their noses as they walked futher into the dark home. With every step the stech intensfied as did the sense of dread. The interiour of the house looked as though it hadn't been cleaned in decades. Everything had multiple laywers of dust and cobwebs, the floorboards creaked with every step.

This place is one black cat away from being a true hanted house She thought to herslef making her way down the wooden staris to the basment. The moment she reached the bottom of the staris her eyes widened in pure disbelif as she saw mulptile dead bodies in black robes surronding a large red circle covered in weird symbols. In the dead center was body with a dagger in it's chest. There were a few officers bagging evidence while morticains were examining the bodies

"They weren't kidding about the horror movie aspect. I've seen dark and I've seen weird, but this takes the cake."

"You can say that again. Do we know what happaned?" She asked barely being able to look at the grizzly scene.

"Well the man in the middle was bound and then stabbed in the heart causing instant death. The others however seemed to have died from a dose of poison and smoke inalahtion. Or at least most of them did anyway."

"Most?"

"Neigbors reported seeing one man leaving the scene a few hours ago pretty quickly. Said his hands were coated in blood."

" So it looks like we got ourseves one mystery of a murder to solve. I'll put my ear to the ground and see what my contacts can dig up."

As he took another look around the scene Lena caught something out of the corner of her eye. It was something black and slightly siny hidden under one of the bodies further from the circe. Curious she bent down and pulled it out.

As she pulled it free she saw it was an omnious looking book with the same matching symbols as the circle. After flipping through a few pages she found the same symbols as well as a passage writtin in latin.

Looking back she saw that nobody had seen her with the book yet, so carfully she slid the book into her jacket. She knew it was a bad idea and that she should hand the book to be tagged as evidence but there was something about it that made her want to hold on to it.

I'll just take a better look for myself. Then I'll turn it in, yes that's what I'll do.

"You find anything Lena?" Mcgree said as she started back toward the staris. " No, now how about we get out of this room filled with death and find out who are mystery man."

"Sounds like a plan to me. Not much to do untill we get the full report from the lab boys." As they left Lena quickly went back to her can and hid her newly aquired book in her trunk for safe keeping before she talked to the neigbors about the suspect. Sadly most of them could only give a vage description about a six foot man in a black robe. Which meant that they didn't have much.

The tried going through their various contacts but none of them knew anything about any mass poisonings or ritualistic murder. For nearly six hours they tried ever legal and illegal place they could find to see if there had been any big buys but to their dismay they came up empty.

By the time they got back to the station the news had caught on and were at the station wating. The chief of course disputed anything they said or asked while trying not to get angry.

When they got to their desk the other officers were murmering about the scene and how it was the first murder this bizare they'd seen in a while.

But Lena was to distracted thinking about the mystery book to properly hear them. Thinking back to the few words she'd seen she hoped on her computer and tried the translater.

"Lets see I think the words were summone and daemonium. Looks like they mean summon demon? Were they actually trying to summon something? That doesn't make any sense."

"Yer telling me partner. Lab work just came back and apparently the poison used was custom made. Nothing else like it, not to mention there were no fingerprints found on the dagger."

"So you telling me that we have nothing?"

"No we have something, we just don't have anything useful. And to make matters worse the press is having a field day with this. So if we don't want the chief to have a heart attack we need to get this taken care off pronto."

"Well untill we have another lead theirs not much else we can do."

"Ain't that the truth. Well we try harder tommrow."

"Yeah see you later."

After making sure her paperwork was all caught up and clocked out and headed home. As soon as she got home she ran upstairs book in hand and began flipping through it. Each page was filled with various symbols and circles. There were some phrases she couldn't read while others had hand written instruction in english.

They were obsivilly trying to summon something. But that's impossible, there's no such thing as magic!

But the more she read the more curious she got. Within the hour her curisoty was beginning to get the better of her and she found herself memorizing the instructions as well as translating them. After hour two she had cleard away her furinuture and had began pacing in a circle while reading the instructions aloud, finally after three hours she'd dragged out a can of red paint and drawn a circle in her living room comple with the proper symbols.

Taking a step back Lena looked down at what she'd down and started to wonder something. "Lena don't let your curisoty get the better of you, after all you know what they say about curisoty and the cat." but she'd already gone this far and she didn't want to stop now. She glanced down at her book and saw the last set of instructions.

" Call forth the entinty and offer it blood." for a moment she thought back to the murdered man in the basment but she still grabed a kitchen knife from the drawer and prepared herself.

"Alright Lena no backing out now." she took a deep breath and recited the summoning spell from the book before sliceing her hand and letting the blood flow into the circle.

Moments after her blood hit the circle it lit up in a eerie red glow. "What the hell!?" she said trying to undersatnd what was going on.

In the underworld Widowmaker looked up from her boredom to see the all to familiar red circle a few feet above her. "Finally time to have some fun with the mortals again." she rose from her seat and levitated into the red circle. Her body brimmied with engery and when she opened her eyes she was now in a small room with a very frigtned women stareing at her.

"Well now It has been some time since a women has called me forth."

"Who or what are you?" She asked in horror looking at the purple skinned women with black wings and horns floating in the circle.

"I am the lady of the webs and queen of the underworld. And I have come to answer your summons."

"My summons?" only now realizing her situation did Lena look down at her bleeding hand and the purple skinned demon floating in a red circle in her living room.

"So how may I grant your desire. Is there someone ou want me to kill? Or perhaps you wish for a night of unimaginable pleasure."

Even though she knew she should be terrfied she couldn't help but blush at the thought of a night with her. But the more she thought about the more she realized she'd made a mistake. "No."

"Excuse me?"

"I said no. I don't need your services and I want you to return to whatver pit you crawled out from." She tried to sound tough and hoped she'd sink back trough the floor.

But that's not what happaned. Instead the demon levitated down to the floor and walked to the edge of the circle. " You do not commaned me girl. I've lived for a more then ten thousand years and killed more of your kind then you can imagine. I will return only when I've had my fun in this world and not a moment before. So either make a deal with me or release me so I can find someone else that will." as she got closer Lena could see her body was covered in black tattoos and her hands ended in black claws.

Feeling threatened Lena switched to officer mode and did something stupid. She steped through the circle and grabbed the demons wrist and spoke one of the phrases from the book.

"Simul et curabit nos" she said hoping that the words she spoke would banish the demon. It howver did not and a few seconds later the circle dissapared and Lena was left holding the wrist of a very amused looking demon.

"So you want me to stay after all."

"What do you mean?" she asked backing away and looking for her gun.

"If you wanted me gone all you had to do was make a deal. I get something and you get something then I would be sent back. But by binding me I get to stay in this world and you get a demon by your side." Lena horrfied by this finally reached for her gun only to see a red spider symbol burning it's way on her hand.

She looked back to see the demon licking Lena's blood from her wrist. "I must say you taste delicious. Now before you try something stupied I should mention that the binding spell you foolishly just used works both ways. I'm bound to you, but your bound to me. So you feel what I feel." to prove her point she used her claws to cut her hand. As soon as she did Lena felt her own hand sting with pain.

"Now how about we get to know each other the fun way?"

All Lena could do was stand there as the demon walked towards her licking her lips.