Damned Sharp

“Thank you for your time Ms. Sharp,” Satan said. He sat behind a large obsidian desk in a wide-open cavern interior. Large windows behind him gave his guests, Ms. Dana Sharp and her assistant, Melody, a view of the Hellish landscape. “I know how busy you are.”

“You’re claiming to be Satan,” Ms. Sharp said. “I had to find out why.”

“I understand your skepticism but I am Satan,” he said. The giant red-skinned man deliberately refocused on Melody standing behind the seated Ms. Sharp. “I know what you’ve done to her and all her Zeros,” then he looked into Ms. Sharp’s eyes. “You too for that matter. Satan is a title; a position in the organization that runs the universe,” he said.

“Which one?” Dana asked. “There are so many.”

“All of them,” he grinned.

“Then why am I here? I assume you didn’t make an appointment to damn me to the inferno,” she said. She was willing to accept that he was the actual devil; but, he asked for her time. The demon shook his head; his horns scraped the stone ceiling.

“It’s somewhat embarrassing, but I trust you’ll be discreet. You’ve developed a certain expertise that I could make use of.” Dana smirked.

“You’re asking me for a favor?” She asked. Satan nodded almost imperceptibly.

“What’s in it for me?” she asked.

“You haven’t heard what it is yet,” he said.

“I’m not going to waste time listening if the reward isn’t worth it,” she replied.

“Fair enough,” Satan chuckled. “My usual offer for Zeros is turning them into Unique Souls but-,”

“I’ve made other arrangements,” Dana interrupted Satan with a matter-of-fact tone. He nodded again.

“Indeed. In exchange for helping me, you get to help me.”

“Melody, we’re leaving,” Ms. Sharp said. She stood from her seat as Melody wiggled her fingers at the air to open a tall black portal.

“It’s probably for the best,” Satan shook his head. “There’s no telling what secrets of the universe you might accidentally learn,” he said.  Dana stopped before she entered the portal and looked at the towering demon.

“What’s the favor?” she asked. He grinned and gestured at the seat in front of his desk again. Dana sat again and the portal disappeared.

“I want you to help me cheat,” his grin grew into a broad smile

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