[ WP ] Demons and Angels when reaching puberty , are assigned a human to torment/protect till their death . This is your first human , however you are hearing rumors from the veterans that this human is on his sixth demon/angel and no one knows what happened to the last five .

`` Zhavuul...'' Aria acknowledged grudgingly. 
 
 `` Aria...'' Zhavuul replied in equal discretion. 
 
 `` Listen...'' Aria began bitterly, `` I do n't like you, and you do n't like me-'' 
 
 `` So if you shut the fuck up, we can figure out this problem for a moment.'' Zhavuul mentioned. Aria quieted down at the vicious reply and joined him in his gaze at the domicile of their newly acquired asset. 
 
 You see, Aria and Zhavuul, despite their differences had experience with one another. And whether they were okay with it or not, the fact they had actually done battle with each other once before put them in a special branch of their jobs as angels or demons. Known as the `` United Ethics Task Guild'', it was a joint branch between Heaven and Hell themselves; used for ambiguous cases on Earth involving the afterlife. Unfortunately for these two; this was their first case. 
 
 `` I wonder what happened to them?'' Aria said as she remembered the information passed down to them. Five different angels and demons; and no one had seen them since. It had been a couple of years since the last ones had gone missing actually, so the case was still open. 
 
 `` Instead of going down there,'' Zhavuul proposed, `` Let's see how he does on his own for once.'' 
 
 `` That's against orders and you know it!'' Aria chided. 
 
 `` Ah, *your* orders, not *mine*...'' Zhavuul explained. Aria cringed as he smiled; that awful hateful smile of his that always seemed to set the mood for something devastating in nature. They suddenly turned their attention to the house and were, for a moment, surprised at their target. 
 
 For starters, he was not a small child like they expected. Instead, he had to be at least 17 years old. Scraggly, dyed hair covered his head, his clothes grungy yet obviously with the times, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, the end already lit. But it was him alright; Carl Ramone Shawnders. 
 
 `` Alright Mom, I heard you the first time!'' Carl said bitterly as he left to his truck, `` Always talking shit...'' 
 
 They watched him crank over the bizarre carriage from above, as he quickly left the small roadway in reckless fashion. They watched him, as he smoked cigarettes, and played music loudly, and drove too fast. He barely avoided hitting a child on his way to school. He swore, he used drugs and he slacked in class; much to Zhavuul's amusement. 
 
 However, he later attended church that night, visited his loving, elderly grandmother in the hospital, and worked a part-time job at night, giving Aria more faith in her cause. After helping a close friend home from a local party after having too many to drink, he bought some more Xanax, went home, and settled in for the night. 
 
 Zhavuul and Aria watched him pop a pair of the pills, and take a hit from a bong he kept near his bed. Settling into place on the bed... Carl sat up. 
 
 `` Goddammit. Not again.'' He said in exhaustion, `` I can fucking see you. Both of you!'' 
 
 Aria and Zhavuul were taken aback. Carl continued staring in their direction, and for a moment, they did n't know who he was talking to. 
 
 `` Do n't act like you're invisible.'' Carl continued, `` You do this shit everytime. You stand around, and follow me all over the place, and then try to convince me to be on your side. Either of you. I had to deal with the last one's bullshit too, so make it quick. I do n't have all night.'' 
 
 `` Uh, okay.'' Zhavuul began, `` Take heed mortal! I Zhavuul, The Damned, command-'' 
 
 `` Hey save it asswipe! I had to deal with the demon before you!'' Carl pointed angrily, `` He talked the same shit all the time. Tell me what else is new? Ladies first!'' 
 
 Aria pointed to herself as Carl began motioning to have her come over. 
 
 `` I've never had them send two before.'' Carl said as he popped another Xanax, `` What's the deal.'' 
 
 `` Mortal, we-'' Aria opened. 
 
 `` Quit calling me'mortal'. I'm not twelve.'' Carl beckoned. 
 
 `` Fine. Carl, is it.'' Aria said as she watched him nod, `` We've been looking for our coworkers who've disappeared on your watch.'' 
 
 `` I ai n't got anything to do with it, not my problem.'' Carl said, as he attempted to lay down. 
 
 `` How can you see us again?'' Zhavuul wondered. He watched Carl sit up and study him; completely unfazed by his terrifying characteristics. 
 
 `` I've had the sight since I was a child, and I'm *high as Jimi Hendrix*.'' Carl acknowledged, `` The better question would be'how could I not'?'' 
 
 `` I actually like Jimi, he's a good guy.'' Aria randomly trailed off. 
 
 `` Look that's nice, but I have to sleep, so can you please get the f-'' Something began ringing in the bed, and Zhavuul and Aria got into fighting form while searching for the sound. 
 
 `` Hello?'' Carl asked. They turned to see him coddling a small synthetic rectangle next to his ear. 
 
 `` Yeah, what about Reggie?'' Carl said as he listened, `` WHAT? When? *Now*? FUCK! Okay, okay okay, look, yeah, look. I'll meet them at the hospital, okay? Trust me!'' He hung up and quickly began getting dressed. 
 
 `` Reggie is n't doing too well...'' Zhavuul perked up in anticipation. 
 
 `` No, he's not.'' Aria noted, `` He probably will die tonight.'' 
 
 `` Not if I have anything to say about it.'' Carl said as he snuck out the window to his truck.
