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Intern 2 could feel the blackness around him, but a small light shone through a slit. The light got wider and wider till he could see the room around him. The only problem was he could also see himself, lying unconscious in the corner.

Satan slowly got onto his feet, his body aching. He scanned the room and saw the intern propped up against the far wall, his leg bleeding heavily. With a gasp the devil shuffled over to him and leant his head against his chest. He was breathing, luckily, but he didn’t have much time. He fervently glanced down at the intern, grasping his hand ready for a teleport. The demon screwed his eyes shut and felt a small tingling, but that was it. He was too weak to teleport, and Intern 2 was dyeing. With a growl he placed his arms under the intern’s knees and supported his shoulders, lifted him up, and staggered across to the door. With a kick the door flew open and Satan ran though the office, a rush of adrenaline coursing through his body.

The camera men rushed to get shots of them, so Satan nodded towards them and used the last drops of his power to turn them away. He didn’t need anyone to see him or the intern like this. With a small grunt he barged though the doors, out into the streets, and fervently looked for a way to go. He turned as he heard a shout and light footsteps coming towards him.

“Oh my flowcharts, is Melvin ok?”

Satan looked at the girl in front of him. She had short blonde hair, dyed black, red and white on the fringe, and had a worried look on her face. The devil held the intern tighter and shook his head.

“He looks like he needs medical help! The nearest hospital is ages away; do you want me to get a taxi? Or I could drive him?”

“No, it’s too far. I just need time. How far away do you live?”

“About a half a mile from here.”

“Can I go to your house to sort him out then?”

“Are you a doctor or something? And anyway, yeah sure. As long as you help me clean up afterwards.”

She nervously laughed before gesturing for Satan to follow her. He trailed along, hoisting the intern over his shoulder and speeding up, trying to keep up with her fast pace. In next to no time they had arrived at the girl’s apartment, and she quickly opened the door and helped the intern down from Satan’s shoulder.

“Is he going to be ok? And why is the blood blue?”

The demon let out a sigh and laid the brunette intern on the ground.

“I need some bandages.”

The girl rifled through one of her cupboards and chucked him a roll, which he immediately set to work wrapping it around the intern’s leg. With a flick of his wrist he checked his pulse; a faint heartbeat. It was good enough. He placed a hand on the brown-haired intern’s forehead and felt that it was deathly cold. The devil shook his head and slumped onto the floor.

“Ok, I’m done.”

The girl turned her head sideways slightly as she assessed the situation. She was wondering who this man was and why he had horns, what had happened to Melvin, and so many questions. One thought passed through her head that he was the devil or a demon, but that was quickly dispelled as someone – something – like that wouldn’t help people. Or would he? Maybe he was attracted to Melvin. The song ‘here comes the bride’ started playing in her head, and she nodded along as a scene of the man in a wedding dress, carrying Melvin across a confetti filled red carpet played in her head.

“What? NO. I’m not attracted to him. We’re friends. And for your information, I would be wearing the suit. Suits are cool.”

“Also, bowties are cool. And so you are Satan, right? Nice to meet you. I’m Ranger.”

She offered to shake his hand, and he stood up and held it out. She shook it, but quickly removed her hand from his grasp.

“Wow. You’re really hothothothot. And speaking of that, you really remind me of someone…”

“Huh? I remind you of someone-“

A groan from the floor distracted them from their conversation. Ranger quickly ran over to the intern and hugged him.

“Are you ok?”

“Uh…uh, yeah I think so… Was I unconscious?”

“Yeah, you fainted and I carried you out here, and Ranger took us to her house.”

The intern’s eyes widened as the devil explained what had happened to him.

“I could see everything, but it was like I was seeing, well, like I was seeing though your eyes…”

Satan took a step back and rested a hand on his chin.

“I guess the blood must have linked our minds or something.”

Ranger once again assessed the situation, pushing her fringe away from her eyes.

“So… some of your blood got into Melvin?”

“Long story…”

The intern shakily tried to balance as he got up onto his feet, leaning on Ranger as he nearly fell.

“Why can’t I just have a normal life, huh? Nope, instead I get Demons and devils and getting hurt.”

He let out a sigh and buried his head in Ranger’s shoulder.

“And on another note, I thought, as you’re Satan, don’t you control all demons or something like that?”

Satan let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his messy brown hair.

“It’s kind of complicated. You see, as I’m the devil, yeah, I control all the demons in hell. But, some souls manage to get rejected from hell, and so are left to roam earth, killing people to try and get their souls. They’re called Rouges. Sometime when they kill people I come and take the people’s souls anyway, so they pretty much hate me. Albrecht is kind of a jerk. And he goes around with his little gang of humans who he probably convinced into following him like sheep.”

He took a breath.

“For some reason he’s got really powerful since I saw him last. And now he’s gone somewhere, that I have no idea where, and he’s probably going to try and kill us.”

Description
Intern 2 could feel the blackness around him, but a small light shone through a slit. The light got wider and wider till he could see the room around him. The only problem was he could also see himself, lying unconscious in the corner.

Satan slowly got onto his feet, his body aching. He scanned the room and saw the intern propped up against the far wall, his leg bleeding heavily. With a gasp the devil shuffled over to him and leant his head against his chest. He was breathing, luckily, but he didn’t have much time. He fervently glanced down at the intern, grasping his hand ready for a teleport. The demon screwed his eyes shut and felt a small tingling, but that was it. He was too weak to teleport, and Intern 2 was dyeing. With a growl he placed his arms under the intern’s knees and supported his shoulders, lifted him up, and staggered across to the door. With a kick the door flew open and Satan ran though the office, a rush of adrenaline coursing through his body.

The camera men rushed to get shots of them, so Satan nodded towards them and used the last drops of his power to turn them away. He didn’t need anyone to see him or the intern like this. With a small grunt he barged though the doors, out into the streets, and fervently looked for a way to go. He turned as he heard a shout and light footsteps coming towards him.

“Oh my flowcharts, is Melvin ok?”

Satan looked at the girl in front of him. She had short blonde hair, dyed black, red and white on the fringe, and had a worried look on her face. The devil held the intern tighter and shook his head.

“He looks like he needs medical help! The nearest hospital is ages away; do you want me to get a taxi? Or I could drive him?”

“No, it’s too far. I just need time. How far away do you live?”

“About a half a mile from here.”

“Can I go to your house to sort him out then?”

“Are you a doctor or something? And anyway, yeah sure. As long as you help me clean up afterwards.”

She nervously laughed before gesturing for Satan to follow her. He trailed along, hoisting the intern over his shoulder and speeding up, trying to keep up with her fast pace. In next to no time they had arrived at the girl’s apartment, and she quickly opened the door and helped the intern down from Satan’s shoulder.

“Is he going to be ok? And why is the blood blue?”

The demon let out a sigh and laid the brunette intern on the ground.

“I need some bandages.”

The girl rifled through one of her cupboards and chucked him a roll, which he immediately set to work wrapping it around the intern’s leg. With a flick of his wrist he checked his pulse; a faint heartbeat. It was good enough. He placed a hand on the brown-haired intern’s forehead and felt that it was deathly cold. The devil shook his head and slumped onto the floor.

“Ok, I’m done.”

The girl turned her head sideways slightly as she assessed the situation. She was wondering who this man was and why he had horns, what had happened to Melvin, and so many questions. One thought passed through her head that he was the devil or a demon, but that was quickly dispelled as someone – something – like that wouldn’t help people. Or would he? Maybe he was attracted to Melvin. The song ‘here comes the bride’ started playing in her head, and she nodded along as a scene of the man in a wedding dress, carrying Melvin across a confetti filled red carpet played in her head.

“What? NO. I’m not attracted to him. We’re friends. And for your information, I would be wearing the suit. Suits are cool.”

“Also, bowties are cool. And so you are Satan, right? Nice to meet you. I’m Ranger.”

She offered to shake his hand, and he stood up and held it out. She shook it, but quickly removed her hand from his grasp.

“Wow. You’re really hothothothot. And speaking of that, you really remind me of someone…”

“Huh? I remind you of someone-“

A groan from the floor distracted them from their conversation. Ranger quickly ran over to the intern and hugged him.

“Are you ok?”

“Uh…uh, yeah I think so… Was I unconscious?”

“Yeah, you fainted and I carried you out here, and Ranger took us to her house.”

The intern’s eyes widened as the devil explained what had happened to him.

“I could see everything, but it was like I was seeing, well, like I was seeing though your eyes…”

Satan took a step back and rested a hand on his chin.

“I guess the blood must have linked our minds or something.”

Ranger once again assessed the situation, pushing her fringe away from her eyes.

“So… some of your blood got into Melvin?”

“Long story…”

The intern shakily tried to balance as he got up onto his feet, leaning on Ranger as he nearly fell.

“Why can’t I just have a normal life, huh? Nope, instead I get Demons and devils and getting hurt.”

He let out a sigh and buried his head in Ranger’s shoulder.

“And on another note, I thought, as you’re Satan, don’t you control all demons or something like that?”

Satan let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his messy brown hair.

“It’s kind of complicated. You see, as I’m the devil, yeah, I control all the demons in hell. But, some souls manage to get rejected from hell, and so are left to roam earth, killing people to try and get their souls. They’re called Rouges. Sometime when they kill people I come and take the people’s souls anyway, so they pretty much hate me. Albrecht is kind of a jerk. And he goes around with his little gang of humans who he probably convinced into following him like sheep.”

He took a breath.

“For some reason he’s got really powerful since I saw him last. And now he’s gone somewhere, that I have no idea where, and he’s probably going to try and kill us.”