A New Beginning- A Casino Cups Story {Under Editing}

A Deal Made and a piece of Freedom Lost (part 2)

As Joan read the note from start to finish, she stared at whose signature was signed at the bottom of the note. Her stomach curled and her expression on her face furrowed into that of what you would like to call it as a Scrooge face. She was furious and was about to erupt with anger. But she realized that the Devil wants her to be angry and throw a fit. It was the part of his job that he took pleasure in the most, besides torturing the fallen souls of Hell, and making his employees working for less than minimum wage. So instead of losing her control of her emotions, she breathed in and out calmly a few times. Then looked up towards the Devil's employees with a look of stern-like confidence, and said, "Take me to him now, and we'll see who lasts." As she said that, her eyes made a deadly glare at them and crumpled the note in her hands. As she did that, both Wheezy and Victoria felt a sudden chill go down their spines.

"Uhhh... shall we go then?" Wheezy nervously asked. Joan begrudgingly agreed, grabbed her and Adrian's luggage, and started to walk very hastily down the road. "O-kay~.... I think we better get moving or else she's going to leave us behind. And she probably won't care to look back since we're going to the same place that she's going to. Although what we plan to do is probably MUCH different and less destructive than what she's planning on doing. Especially to your boss." As Adrian made that valid point, both Wheezy and Victoria looked at each other with expressions of worry and horror. As they quickly followed Joan, as best as they could at least, they noticed the triplets following very close to Adrian and wondered what they were. They couldn't get a good look at them, since from afar, they look like glowing orbs with no definitive features. They tried to ask Adrian, or at least try to get a closer look, what they were. But to no avail. Adrian was to focused on trying to catch up to Joan and the triplets weren't taking a chance on getting closer to Wheezy or Victoria.

They eventually caught up to her, only after when they arrived at the front of the boss's office. And Joan, despite being furiously mad to the point where it sent all sorts of negative vibes throughout the casino, calmly and composedly reached for the door. But before she opened the door, a low but deep booming voice spoke out. "Come in, my dear. We have much to discuss." Joan could already tell that he was enjoying every bit of this. Holding her precious locket hostage and knowing that it would make her hopping mad if he did anything to it. But luckily for her and unfortunately for him, that her locket is protected by a powerful Holy seal that only she and no one else can open it. So even if he did try to, he would only be either setting himself on fire with Heaven's Holy flames or be electrocuted with Heaven's Holy lightning. So she was pretty confident that he didn't know exactly WHO she is.

Joan stepped in the intimidating room. It had a dark and evil vibe. Like something out of a medieval torture chamber/dungeon, but in a sophisticated and clean office room. And it didn't help at all with the room being dark and all. "I think he's trying to creep me out." Was what Joan thought to herself. Then she saw him, behind his desk, and sitting in his extravagant chair. He was hunched over with his elbows on the surface of his desk with his hands entwined together and holding them in front of his face. It was the position of where your boss looks like he's about to fire you from your job. But, in Joan's position, it was the exact opposite. "So glad that you could make it, Miss...Joan was it? Or should I call you Miss Angel?" Seeing as how he was questioning (?) on who she was, he was just presuming that she was just an ordinary angel and hasn't dared open the locket. "He must have noticed the Holy protection seal on the necklace." Joan thought to herself. And since angels are notorious for guarding or sealing away stuff that is extremely important, he thinks that Joan is just another run-of-the-mill angel that just happened to stumble into his territory. Although from the look in his eyes and the tone in his voice, he sounds like he knows a lot more than he's leading on.

Joan noticed the chair in front of his desk. Assuming that he wants her to sit down, she did what any other lady would do in a situation where she's being blackmailed. She picked up the heavy and cushioned seat, which in itself was an amazing feat for an ordinary human to do, and threw it right at him. Unfortunately for Joan, he moved out of the way before the chair had a chance to hit him.  The chair ended up making hard contact against the wall behind him, and breaking it, the chair, in several pieces. The Devil looked unamused and said, "Well, so much for talking like professionals. O-kay...so let's get down to business. Here's the thing, I know you used some sort of magic to cancel out my magic that was on my casino games. The magic that I put on there was so that gamblers don't get so lucky and take whatever money that I have. For free that is. But since you cancelled out that magic, the customers have been getting TOO lucky. And thanks to that, I'm losing money, and fast. I tried for the past few hours to recast the same spells on the games, but for some reason your magic is still hanging around and cancelling out my magic. Now, for the first time in about, let's say, a few hundred years? I had to temporarily close my casino for 'maintenance'. Which in itself is costing me and my employees money and time. Which I should mention, is very precious down here. So here's the deal. You come work for me and my casino and I'll return your precious locket. But I'll only return your locket under these conditions while you work for me.
1. You take your magic off of my games.
2. You work for me till you pay off your debt.
And 3. You follow my every order to the T till you fulfill the last two conditions. The first condition shouldn't be too hard to do. But the second condition is going to be a little more, challenging. And the third condition is probably no different from the second. Depends on how you listen to me and how good a job you do."

Joan was dead quiet. The Devil didn't know what to make of her response since she was wearing her thick glasses and wasn't making any notable expressions. But that wasn't going to last for long. Joan clenched her fists and asked why she would have to work for him just to pay for a debt that doesn't exist. But the Devil said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, my dear. Not only did you win the bet using your magic but you also are responsible for making me lose so much money. So your total amount of your debt is about...... 1,333,000,000 dollars. So until you pay off that debt of yours, you won't be seeing this precious locket of yours any time soon." Joan started to lowly growl under her breath. "Unless you have some of that money from the game, then you better cough it up now." The Devil ordered. Joan knew that she and Adrian spent all the money on having a good time with her mother so she was left with only one choice. And she knew that he knows it as well. That's what ticked her off the most. And what he was about to say next would send her over the edge. "So would you prefer to work for me? Or hand over your friend's soul there?" As he said this, he pointed his sharp-clawed finger towards Adrian. In that moment, her patience and calm had run out, and she snapped.

Her wings flew open with crystalized coating over her soft feathers. Making them razor sharp and titanium hard. Her nails grew to look like claws. And even though she had thick glasses on, the Devil could clearly see her eyes change. The sclera turned pitch black, the iris and the pupil turned into the shape of that of a cat-like beast. But only the iris radiated a bright icy blue glowing light, while the cat like pupil remained black, like the sclera. Finally, her mouth opened wide to reveal that her top and bottom canines were growing to that of a beasts. She let out a low but loud growl and said in a menacing voice, "If you touch at least one hair on his head, I shall have yours on a silver platter!" The Devil didn't know what to think of her sudden appearance change. But what he did know, was that as soon as he looked into her heart, he saw what looked like a normal human soul. But it looked different. Her soul glowed radiant bright multi-colored lights. Those lights didn't just stay in one place, they swirled and danced around the pure white glowing orb that was the center of her soul.  As he stared at the center of her soul, it glowed brighter and brighter until his eyes started to burn from the intense light and heat from her soul. "Okay, okay, okay! You've made your point! So, do we have a deal?" As he said that, she started to calm herself down, but didn't fully de-transform herself. She had the feeling that he had more to say about their deal. Turns out, she was right. He said that he didn't expect her to single handedly fulfill the deal that was meant for two people. He also wanted Adrian, who started all of this, to also work for him to pay off the debt that they now share.

Joan was about to reach over the desk to wring his furry neck, but he said that if she tried to harm him, her debt count would only increase. Joan stopped midway from grabbing his neck and clicked her tongue in a viscous manner. She pulled back her hand and hissed under her breath. The Devil pulled out two blank contract papers and said with a devious smirk on his face, "Now, do we have a deal?" She looked at Adrian with a face that said, "I'm sorry, I don't have a choice." And Adrian returned a look to her that said, "It's okay. I'm the one who got us in this mess to begin with. Don't worry about me, I'll live. I'm not that weak, and you know that." So together they signed the contracts, and as soon as they got done, with a snap of the Devil's fingers, the contracts poofed in a puff of smoke.

The Devil ordered the imps to call over the manager to show the new employees where they'll be staying and what they'll be doing. A few moments later, a humanoid man with a dice for a head came into the office. He had pencil-styled mustache and wore a fancy purple two piece tuxedo suit with a purple bow tie. His shoes were also fancy and purple. Sleek and shiny at that too. He asked his boss what he wanted with him. His voice sounded southern but in a very refined manner. Almost to the point of where he sounded like he was part of a gang, but more civilized. "You want me to show the newbies around? Fine, but they better keep up. I'm not in the mood for slowpokes and amateurs. That's the last thing that this casino needs." He turned towards Joan and Adrian. "I'm Mr. King Dice, pleasure to meet you and like I said before, try to keep up." If she wasn't boiling mad over her new but temporary boss, she would have slapped Dice's head so hard it would be spinning around and around for over an hour. Which wouldn't be hard since, like Cuphead and Mugman, he had no neck. The Devil mockingly wished them luck as they walked out of the office and waved goodbye. But after they left, he kept pondering how an angel, little alone a normal human being, could have such a soul. As he thought this, he made a devious smile on his face and thought out loud, "This could get interesting~. Mwa, ha, ha, ha~!"

To be continued...
Give it up for the guest star appearance of Victoria Doll y'all!!!!👏