The Devil Wears Skinny Jeans

Chapter 3: Flames and Fierce Ladies

Derrick hadn't been Hell long before things got interesting. 

He was sitting in Lucifer's throne, he was surprised that flames didn't hurt him. The throne had sat on the top of a hill, from it he could look down on a relatively empty room with many hallways. He got the feeling this place was much bigger than what he could see.

"Hey cutie" he heard right in his ear. He nearly jumped in the air at the sight of a red woman with flaming hair. She giggled at his ear.

"You must be the new intern for my brother... I'm Lucy... get it, Like Lucifer but a girl"

Derrick was a bit flustered and confused. "You're the devil's sister?"

She rolled her eyes. "Well I'm a lot more than that... I see misogyny  is still prevalent on earth" she teased.

He felt ashamed, which he knew was ironic. "No... that's not what I meant...I"

The red woman laughed more. "You're too cute kid... hey so you're gonna be running this place for a while right? How about I give you a tour?" She said and held out her hand.

Instead of walking they teleported via Lucy's powers. He was impressed to say the least. They were in a new room, it was large and full of people. Everyone was dressed differently, presumably, in whatever they would have normally worn on earth. The room had tables and couches and a couple mini fridges around the room. It looked relatively normal, except for the occasional flame, red glow of the room and the fact that there were no rooms so it had a darker feel.

"This is one of our lounges. Theres 100s, there kind of like chat rooms, if you get bored you can just leave one and go to another one with different people."

Derrick was flabberfucked.

"I assume you have questions?' she said with a cute smirk as she stepped closer to him.

"This... is nothing like what they told us... it's supposed to bad people, suffering intensely, for all eternity."

She chuckled. "yeaaahh... I'm really sorry there still teaching that... it's all fear tactic. I mean, of course everyone here would rather be in heaven... but it's not that bad here."

He felt a little emotional, and very confused.

She grabbed his hand. "Think about it like this... have you ever known a single person on earth that was 100% evil or good?'

He shook his head.

"Exactly... so why would we have a completely black and white heaven and hell... it just doesn't make sense."

"But what about the really really bad people? Like rapists, and murderers, what about HITLER!?"

She couldn't help but be entertained by his confusion. "Well... we have methods for people like them too. It's sort of like prison... anyone who can't get along or play nicely with other hellmates (get it) gets separated from the group. I'd go into more detail but that's the sad stuff, wouldn't you rather hear about something else? Like the ~sexy~ stuff" she said with a little dance and a wink. And she transported them to another room.