So you wanna know my story?  I'll tell you my fuckin' story.  

I never knew my real parents.  Right after I was born they sent me off in a basket down Town Lake.  A bad seed from day one apparently.  Fuck them!  To my great fortune (or possibly misfortune, time will tell on that one) a few squatter punks stumbled across me and decided it might be fun to have me around.  Skeeter and Toad, yes those were their names, raised me as their own in proper squatter style.  Never taught me to read or write... but they taught me squatter survival skills like spare changing, making snot rockets, ripping people off, and my favorite, fighting.And that's how I lived until I was about 14 and CPS discovered me and shipped me to a halfway house for troubled teens.  The details of what happeneed there, well, too much to tell here.  I could write a fucking novel.  It was fucked up.  Anyway, just after I turned 16 and I decided I had finally had enough, I did someting I had never done before... I prayed.  

"Please God, get me the fuck outta here.  I'll do anything."

Well, God didn't hear me, but someone else sure did.

"I've been watching you, young Vixin, " said a voice from the shadows of my tiny room.

"Who are you and what the fuck do you want?" I said.

"I think we can help each other," the voice replied.

"Really?" I said, intrigued.  "How?"

"I can get you out of here but you have to give me something in return..."

"Well, what is it?  I don't have anything anyone could possibly want."

"Oh but you do... I will bust you out of here, but in return you must give me your soul."

I thought about it for a minute and decided I wasn't using it anyway so why the hell not. And that's how it went.  We just walked outside and this man (at least I think it was a man) walked me to a car with 2 of the hottest girls I had ever seen sitting in it.  Trixi and Lucky were their names.

"Here's your ride.  Do as they say.  They work for the same boss that I do.  Go with them.  And one more thing... you have been given the power to summon demons.  The girls will let you in on why."

So I went.  "The Satan's Cheerleaders" is what they called themselves.  I was now one of them and our job was to carry out evil deeds, create mayhem and subversion wherever we went.  There were 2 others at the time, Katnip and Priss.  We all had our own powers, our own gifts.

But I gotta tell ya, I wasn't particularly happy with mine.  Granted, at first, it was fun.  Summoning demons to do our bidding.  Hell, sometimes I would just summon them up to drink beer and hang out.  Those demons like to party.  But I wanted something more.  I wanted to get my hands dirty.  I loved fighting... I like bloody knuckles and black eyes and dirt in my fucking teeth.  I wanted Trixi's Super Kung Fu.  She was thinking about upgrading anyway.  So as any good problem child would, I started rebelling.  Never showing up on time, or at all...  refusing orders; drinking before, during and after gigs; getting in fights, nasty ones; participating in snuff films and porn... you get the idea.

Finally the girls had had enough.  Trixi made some calls and the next thing I know I'm headed straight to Hell for some disciplinary actions.  I ended up with the special privilege of becoming the ward and student of one Dr. Jaqueline Hyde, leading scholar of demonology and master of the dark arts.  And to my suprise, she was super fucking cool.  She taught me shit I actually wanted to know.  She let me bitch about whatever I wanted and didn't say anything to anyone.  I finally told her about my super kung fu aspirations... she said "Let me see what I can do."  Next thing I know I'm training with Trixi's master 7 days a week.

So the powers that be finally let me have the power I wanted and I can go around causing mayhem and destruction with my bare kung fu hands.

As far as demon raising goes...  well, with the Cheerleaders now being the leaders of Satan's Army, those demons are at our beck and call.