[ WP ] You made a deal with the Devil , and now he 's come to collect .

I entered the office with a nonchalant glance at the receptionist. I moved my hands into the pockets of my pea coat as I approached the desk and stood waiting for her to finish the phone call she was on and offer me her attention. 
 
 `` Ah. Mr. Guenther, He has been expecting you. Do you mind taking a seat while I check to ensure he is ready for you?'' she said in an anxious fashion that was still pointed with the taint of what was to come. 
 
 I did n't respond verbally, merely offered a nod and moved over towards the seats that sat next to a water cooler. This place always fascinated me. A towering skyscraper of windows and inside reflected the elevated status of the one man who worked here. White marble floors reflected the florescent lighting with their fresh wax and statues of ancient kings and warriors were placed evenly throughout the building cast in a mix of white and black marble. I had studied many of these statues on my first trip here those many years ago. It still did n't feel all that foreign that so many of history's greatest people were caught in this very same position as I sat in now. 
 
 The receptionist walked up to me in her white pencil skirt and white suit top. She was immaculate. Her hair was pulled back in a tight bun and she even wore white framed librarian glasses and the deepest red lipstick I have ever seen. It reminded me of blood. 
 
 `` He is waiting for you. I am sure you remember it is the top floor.'' She could barely contain her excitement. Her hands were clenched tight causing her knuckles to turn a white more pure than her suit or skin. I nodded in reply and made my way to the elevator and touched the brushed metal button which immediately caused the one set of doors to open. 
 
 The elevator was nothing special, and there was only one button on the inside. I hit it and watched the doors close almost as quickly as the flicker of hope I had when I initially made the deal that led me here. The elevator moved smoothly and quickly to the top floor and stopped tentatively as not to break from the perfect atmosphere of prestige that one would be engulfed in when entering this building. 
 
 I walked out and approached the door to His office. I knocked lightly and the door opened inward of its own accord. I walked into the office and took note of the glorious view that was behind the clean and bare white marble desk that dominated the center of the room before me. I took a seat in the leather chair opposite Him and was engulfed by the luxury and comfort of true power. He was in a pure white suit with his black hair slicked back and his presentation pristine. 
 
 He leaned forward and offered a look of near sorrow. `` You know I hate to have to collect this one. I am not sure I was capable of insisting someone succeeded quite the way I was with your endeavor. The deal was perfect, and I could've sworn you had it. I apologize sir, but the time has come. You are ready?'' His voice was cold steel that dragged cleanly across my soul. 
 
 I nodded and pondered the past few years trying to recall the one instant I started to lose control. I was human. I only erred as others had, and I suppose my errors were more grievous than some. So many memories, of so many failures, and so many who were destroyed by my inability to control my nature and my actions. I bowed my head for a moment, before gripping the arms of the chair in anger and peering back into His eyes. `` I tried,'' I choked out as the face of calm composure I had mustered up began to crack. `` The others? They did n't sit here did they?'' 
 
 `` No. Your actions impacted them only marginally, and you actually saved a couple if you care to know.'' His response was comforting. He reached across the desk and put my hand in His. `` She is anxious for you to join her downstairs. May I?'' He asked as though it was a necessary question despite the deal being sealed. 
 
 I nodded and gripped his hand firmly. `` I'm only human,'' I managed to get out just above a whisper. 
 
 He closed his eyes and I closed mine. It was painless. When I opened my eyes I was at the front desk, in a white suit, wearing white framed glasses. The receptionist looked at me from my right and I turned to face her. `` I am so glad you are here,'' she said elated. 
 
 `` It has been awhile since one has tried and failed such as us huh?'' I asked calmly. 
 
 `` Only those souls who were good by nature, but became tainted by inner struggle are allowed to work here. It has been five centuries since another passed through of your quality. You were good you know? I almost thought we'd lose you to the Heavens, and He most certainly hoped you would make it. He may be evil in mortal lore, but he is still a child of God. People sometimes forget that you know?'' She trailed off in thought as she smiled at me. 
 
 I smirked slightly as I recounted every instance of my life and all of my transgressions, `` I suppose They are one in the same. Being born is to make a deal with both of Them, and eventually one will collect.''
