When the Day Met the Night

One

Blu

    I sit up on the rock hard couch that became my bed for the night, getting up I crack my joints slipping on a jacket and walking out the door of my apartment.

The underworld, or 'Hell' wasn't as impressive as the rumors on the surface. If anything, its kinda like the surface just with fire and we have occasional pools of lava. And demons.

Like me. I open the door to my bosses office with a flick of my hand and sit down carelessly flattening my hair to expose my smaller-than-average horns and wait for the boring woman with huge breasts to come back to her desk with intructions.

"She better not have held this private meeting to hit on me again, its creepy," I speak to nothing but silence as I hear a different door opening to expose the woman in a small white button up, a black pencil skirt, and suspenders. I smile politely to her. "You needed me?"

"You're going to the surface"

I stare blankly at her, then laugh it off, "no, the real reason you need me please"

She doesnt look amused.

"Fine. Fine. How long?" I raise a eyebrow to her.

"Thats currently undetermined," she pauses with a slight cough, "why? Have something better to get back to?"

I sit at the desk and ponder the question for a second. "Fuck it" I look down at the paperwork in front of me and sign my name on it, looking to her.

"So when do I start?"

"Now would be nice"

It all becomes a blur as I'm suddenly in a city, however, it isnt scolding hot. Some kind of warning I think as I spin around slowly to capture the sight.

"What the hell am I supposed to do here anyway?!" I say, expecting no reply. But instead my watch chimes a answer back to me.

"You'll see"

"Oh god damnit"