An impatient knock at the door sent the young man, who most knew as Nathan Wood, running to open it. His eyes flashed black when he saw who it was. With a meek half bow, he let the man in. The man began bellowing as soon as the door closed.

"Damien, what the hell is going on? What is the hold up? Why isn't my asset downstairs like I expected?"

"I can't find her!" the voice was shaky, the owner cowering.

"What? She's an eighteen year old human! She's more or less still a child! How hard can it be finding her?"

"She's cloaked! I can't locate her through scrying."

"I'm aware of that!" The man went silent in anticipation for more information. When he realised none was forthcoming, he spoke in a quiet but cold, dangerous voice, a voice that was more of a warning than the question asked. "Tell me you've used other methods?"

Damien's silence was telling. He could have lied, but his master was an ace of lies and bullshit and could sniff out a lie even as it was being thought up.

The man exploded. "You're a bloody useless idiot. All this time? What the hell have you been doing? Just scrying? For fucks' sake, even the newest members in the ranks can do that. There are so many non-paranormal ways to find a person."

"Please, I'll find her," Damien was pleading now.

"No you won't." The man waved a hand and black smoke spewed out of Nathan's mouth and collected in a pulsating swirl near the ceiling. Then it became grey and cloudy, before dramatically erupting into slivers of smoke that dissipated quickly. Damien the incompetent demon was gone, not returned to hell, but destroyed. He had ceased to exist. Nathan Wood was awake now, and pleading with the man to let him go.

"I can't do that! Finding good meat-suits for my minions is very hard these days. Almost as hard as finding good help."

Nathan tried to run, since negotiation was not doing him any good, but he found he was stuck to the spot. Another cloud of black smoke appeared from below his feet and forced its way into his mouth. He gagged for a moment before his soft brown eyes went completely black. "Hello Gray," the man greeted. "let's see if you'll do a better job than your predecessor!"

"Yes, master."

A/N: Yes, we've come to the end of this story. I will start working on the second as soon as I can. Thank you for coming with me on this journey. I hope you like it so far.