Tempting evil

Prologue 
The wind howled around the bandit as the sun sunk behind him. He sat upon a rock waiting on the man who had called him at such a rush, but he couldn’t complain. The man made him a deal he couldn’t refuse and the only way the deal could be carried out was at the precise hour. Of course the bandit had retired a few years earlier, maybe a little rusty but he was still the finest bandit the country had ever seen. The weather was not particularly in his favor, but the bandit saw it was worth it, he needed the money and the buyer was especially willing to pay almost everything. 
The bandit was 90% sure his buyer was late. It was at least 15 minutes after sundown and the bandit could hear the wolves running amuck. The bandit sighed and stood up from the rock and patted of the dirt and grime. “Another jokester,” he groused to himself. He began to walk when a low grumble shook the earth he stood on causing the bandit to fall. The trees shook old branches off, rocks tumbled down a nearby hill, and a poor squirrel fell out of a nearby tree causing him to lose all his acorns. Then it stopped. The bandit looked around and was blinded by a piercing light. The bandit shielded the light with his arm and leaned back. Finally, the light dimmed and in it’s place was the buyer or what the bandit believed was the buyer.
The strange man was dressed head to toe in black. His slick back hair and dark eyes showed the bandit exactly what he was afraid of, demon. The demon wore a long black leather jacket, his face half covered by the hood but the bandit knew demon when he saw it, and this was no ordinary demon.
The devil blew…