[ WP ] You may be a demon , but you strive to be a hero .

I identify as Malphecience and in the fifteen millennia since My Inception as Grand Inquisitor in the seventh level of Hell, this is the first time I have been unhappy. Growing up as a little spawn, all I ever wanted to do is judge and punish the the violent sinners of humanity and so I grew and changed to fit that part and I loved what I did. I loved it until I met Sadie. I might be a Demon, but for her I'd punish Satan himself to save her. 
 
 One night as I watched the hellivator deliver the souls of the damned to Circle 7, my mouth foamed as I imagined what I would do to punish the Murders, rapists and violent offenders. In the midst of all the gang members, torturers and all around `` badasses'' ( I laugh at this word because they all cry for mommy when I get hold of them ), I see a young girl with firey red hair, she could n't have been more than 30 years old at the time of her death. I pull up my list and scan it until I have a name to match with the face, Sadie Nox. I scan over her arrival information and to my surprise I find she has been a very bad girl. Her friends or associates rather call her Nightshade. It was part of a reputation that she had garnered while completing political assassinations and murders for hire using different kinds of poison. Her last assignment was why she was in my level of hell. 
 
 She had botched a kill when her intended target and his body guards walked in on her while she was tainting his Chai. She had no choice but to pull a weapon and brutally kill them, which they also did to her in turn. 
 
 This young girl was now walking toward me with a stunned expression and for some reason all I wanted to do was comfort her. I gave my minions their marching orders and cleared my throat with a low guttural growl and then spoke. 
 
 `` Sadie Nox'' she looked at me wide eyed and after a slight pause I continued, `` Step right this way.'' 
 
 to be continued, hopefully...
