A Poisonous Deal

Chapter 7: The Pilot Pt.2

We arrived in the dirty old establishment, and I began to look in a mini fridge and grabbed a box of popsicles. It looks old but who gives a shit, it's hell.

I looked at Charlie, and seeing her upset I try making a joke to lighten up the mood. 

"Eh, it's probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. Y'know, to feed all the wayward souls ya got here!" I laughed but it quickly died down, I wanted to comfort her but decided to back off as I sat down on the couch next to Vaggie. Charlie walked out and I decided to just keep eating a popsicle and stay out of her business. Later Charlie sounds like she has come back into the hotel.

You can hear the door open and close. I ignore it until Charlie comes towards us and says, "Hey, Vaggie?"

Vaggie groaned in annoyance, "Whaaaaat?"

"The Radio Demon is at the door!" 

Vaggie sat up "What?!"

I took the popsicle from my mouth and asked, "uh.. who?"

Charlie ignores me and talks to Vaggie again, "what should I do?!"

"Uh well- don't let him in!" Vaggie protested but Charlie ignored her and began to open the door. You can hear a radio-like voice come from the door, "may I speak now?" He says.

I ignore what they say and lick my popsicle.

I hear the 'Radio Demon' walk in and began to talk, "Excuse my sudden visit, but I saw your fiasco on a picture show, and I just couldn't resist! What a performance! Why, I haven't been that entertained since the stock market crash of 1929!" He laughed before playing with his microphone. "Sooo many orphans..."

Vaggie got up and pointed her harpoon towards his chest.

"Stop right there, cabrón hijo de perra!"

(Translation: bastard son of a bitch)

"I know your game and I'm not going to let you hurt anyone here, you pompous cheesy-" I peek my head over my shoulder to look at them, "-talk show shitlord!"

The 'Radio Demon' pushed away Vaggie's weapon with a finger. "Dear, if I wanted to hurt anyone here..." He turned into what looks to be his full demon form before continuing, "I would've done so already.. No! I'm here because I want to help!"

"Say what, now?" Charlie asked, "Help! Hahaha, hello? Is this thing on?" He tapped his mic. "Testing, testing." Suddenly the eye on the mic opens and speaks, "Well I heard you loud and clear!"

I ignored the rest and sat back down, still sucking on my popsicle. Only thing I heard from Smiles was, "Redemption, oh the non-existent humanity! No, no, no, no. I don't think there's anything left that could save such loathsome sinners!" I shrugged, going back to sucking the popsicle.

Smiles walked off with Charlie. I just looked at Vaggie, "Uh, so... uh, what's the deal with Smiles over there?"

"Wait, you've never heard of him before? You've been here longer than me!" Vaggie replied, I just shrugged.

"The Radio Demon. One of the most powerful beings Hell has ever seen?"

I shrugged again, "Eh, not big on politics."

"Ugh!" Vaggie leaned close to me as she began her story. "Decades ago, Alastor manifested in Hell. Seemingly overnight. He began to topple Overlords who have been dominant for centuries. That kind of raw power had never been harnessed by a mortal soul before. Then, he broadcast his carnage all throughout Hell just so everyone could witness his ability. Sinners started calling him 'The Radio Demon'. As lazy as that is. Many have speculated what unimaginable force enabled him to rival our world's most ancient and destructive evils. But one thing's for sure: He's an unpredictable source of danger, a wicked spirit of mystery, and a violent monster of chaos, the likes of which we can't risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased!"