Fireflight

Chapter Two

Prince Stolas of the As-Goetia Lineage lounged back in his ornate tub, a luxurious vintage telephone held lazily in one hand, while he casually admired the nails of his other. Nearby stood the family's trusty head butler Archie, ready to wait hand and foot on his master. Stolas sat amidst his colored water and thick bubbles as he talked, his smooth voice teasing the fiend on the other side of the line. 

"Oh come now Blitzy, you know mercenary work would make you more money. Why go up to the surface to kill when it's cheaper to stay down here." 

"Listen bitch, my job is getting paid by assholes to go and kill people up in the living world, and that's what I'll do. Plus I just hired a new employee, I cant just fire him on the same day!" the imp answered heatedly. 

"I'm just saying that you'd be better off that way." the prince replied coolly. "That and the fact that I'm going to need my grimoire back for quite some time." 

Blitzo scoffed. "Oh now you tell me. Why?" 

"That's private," Stolas began. "But if you come and work for me as a freelance mercenary then I might be able to divulge some information about it." 

The owl prince smiled when he heard his lover groan loudly into the phone. He absolutely loved to set him off like that. 

"Fine, fine! It's not like there's been a big demand for hits recently." Blitzo sighed. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?" he asked afterwards. 

"It's the social climate. Thing's are a lot more turbulent than usual." Stolas answered. 

"How come?" 

"Don't tell me you don't know?" Stolas asked somewhat incredulously. "I thought you were caught up on current events." 

"Usually yeah. What is there some big turf war going on or something?" the imp asked curiously. 

Prince Stolas sighed and shook his head. "No. I suppose if you come and work for me it'll all be explained. I must admit I've been caught up in these matters." 

"Well now you've got me curious damn it!" Blitzo cursed. "Fine, but listen, I have several other jobs set up. A lot of people heard that we might be doing work down here and they're all over us." 

"Oh Blitzy! I'm so happy you're doing so well." Stolas cooed. "I can't wait for you to come and work for me." he said, adding sexual emphasis on the last five words. 

"Yeah whatever bitch, I'll be there in a couple of weeks." 

With that Stolas fared his little imp lover goodbye and then set the phone back on its holder. With a tired sigh he pulled the plug on his bath and stood up to leave. Archie handed him his towel. The demon lord toweled himself off and dressed anxiously as his mind went over the current events. Once dressed he threw open the doors to his room that led out onto its balcony and gazed out at his estate. Hopefully things would stay well enough for the next couple of weeks until help arrived.