The Inhumane Angel (Discontinued)

Wonders of Hell...

We start with the human mentioned in the description, he's currently wearing a goat mask, with glowing neon lights. He has a few different weapons of choice, one is a revolver, made out of white steel~ the other is a dagger, also made of white steel.

The human is standing on the edge of a rooftop, the year is currently 1999. He watched with a wicked grin under his already smiling mask, as the World Trade Center burned to the ground, with plenty of humans going with it.

Great, I didn't have to kill them myself~ But what a fucking coincidence! I was just about to blow that damned thing up myself! Hahaha~ I have to thank whoever did this shit... Probably kill them while I'm at it~ But that doesn't matter right now, cause' I have a gun being pointed at my head right now... This'll really contradict my idealistic atheism if I die and end up in Hell...
The human looked slowly behind him, away from the burning rubble of the Twin-Towers, and could see a group of police officers in S.W.A.T. gear pointing M-16s at his face, with red lasers aimed at the center of his demonic neon mask.

He placed the white dagger he was playing with on the ground slowly, while pulling out a white revolver by the barrel and throwing it down as well. He then raised his hands, but right as he did~ A large and red pentagram appeared behind him, as his weapons were sucked out of the hands of the officer that was picking them up. His hands went infront of him as he flipped the police off and jumped into the portal behind him, the portal closed with a few shots flying into the room that he landed in.

Holy shit, I wasn't expecting that deal to work... But fuck did it ever!~ Ha! That thing didn't mess around~ I guess that really does mean that I'll be ending up with it in Hell for eternity~ Hell-here-I-come then... Well, it was in the deal, I give it my soul, and it gives me powers. I still have yet to see those powers, but I think that portal opening up was one of them. And even if that was the only power I got for my soul, I couldn't be damned happier!~ I wonder if I can die in Hell...

But yeah, the thing never talked to me, but I think it's some sort of rule that "Hell" has, some sort of law that prevents the so called "Demon" from meeting with me. Not that I mind, it sounded like a freaky demon. Oh well, I guess I'll be meeting everyone that I've ever killed down in Hell then?~ Being tortured for an eternity doesn't seem so bad at the end of it, cause at least I got to take so many of these fuckers with me~ Hahaha...
The human monologued as he looked around his home in a very expensive hotel, that he owned...

He picked up his weapons and placed them in a white box with a red pentagram on it. He took off his mask as he laughed to himself, but someone buzzed the floor's elevator access, someone was requesting access to his room/floor.

The fuck? Who could that be at this time of day? I was about to sleep...
He placed down his demon-neon mask inside a display case that was covered by a bright white light, which didn't let anyone see inside the case unless a button was pressed to turn the light off. He walked over to the elevator and looked at the security camera.

It showed a man dressed in white, from head to toe. He was also blonde, and had a white watch. Basically, he looked like the opposite of what the human looked like, because he wore all black from head to toe, except his neon lights on his demon mask, those were actually white, but he wore a black hoodie with black jeans, and a pair of black sneakers to fit the gloved hands that he also had. The human also had black hair, and was about the same height as the white man in the elevator, 7 feet, he was really tall...

The human was confused, but he pressed the button and the man started his ascent to the human's room/floor. The man stared at his watch right up until the moment the elevator doors opened and revealed the human dressed in a black business suit, looking really angry.