Mastema's Pride

Your door suddenly swings open and in the doorway stands in the intimidating figure of Mastema, he smiles a wolfish grin in your direction before taking the liberty of entering your office without asking.

"Charlie, man of the people and man of the hour the man for the job.." he trails off as he looks at your hang in there baby poster on your wall, "the man who will break our poor, sweet Abigail. That is you, isn't it?" he asks, turning his head towards you.

"Yeah, I guess so." you reply timidly, Mastema smiles again at your obvious fear of him.

"My, my Charlie please don't be modest!" he suddenly opens his great wings and flies to your desk, a motion you thought was completely unnecessary. He crosses his legs, tapping the edge of your desk as he's suddenly deep in thought. "Let me see here, in a space of a few hours you.. completely removed Gabriel from the picture, had Abigail willingly ask her cousin to kiss her annnnd you then had Paige sit on Abigail's face, and record it!? Is that right?" he says, ticking invisible boxes with every one of your achievements.

"I did, I mean, I can't take all the credit~" you begin.

Mastema holds up a finger to silence you and you find yourself losing your voice instantly, "you can take all the credit my friend, and by the glory of Satan you WILL." he says, his final words suddenly raising fire all around him sending yourself stumbling backwards off of your chair in surprise. His devilish grin is back when you finally clamber back up to your desk.

"You keep performing the way you are Charlie my man and it will no longer be you fearing me, no my friend it will be me fearing the great and powerful CHARLIE!" he does it again but you predict it this time, sitting unflinching at Mastema's powerful display of fire. When you don't fall over again he sighs and sits back down.

"We'll have to work on your name, not quite as intimidating as the other demons~" he begins.

"The other demons?" You can't help but ask, cutting Mastema off. He suddenly glares at you, the fire in his eyes growing until he manages to calm himself.

"Yes, Charlie. You keep going the way you are and you'll be a demon just like me. Well, not a son of Lucifer buuuut pretty close." he winks, suddenly grabbing Abigail's folder and flicking through it rapidly. "I hope you have more plans for our darling girl, such a beautiful little peach.. So much potential." his eyes glow again, wicked fires spark around them with excitement.

"Of course, I've got lots of plans-" you start to say when Mastema holds his finger up again, his smile back.

"Brilliant my friend just pure brilliance. You'll be glad to know that your influence is ULTIMATE now that little bitch Gabriel has been put in his place, truly genius. The man is so full of himself he thinks to talk to us through the influence box? Pfft." the demon rolls his eyes and begins tapping his knee impatiently, "to meet that son of a bitch in battle once more ahh.. I dream of the moment Charlie, I truly do."

You begin forming questions of why Mastema knows so much about Heaven and the Angel's, and a million other things when he suddenly stands and begins to leave, just as he reaches the door he turns to face you.

"Take a break Charlie, damnit, you've earned it. The other demons won't mess with you out there anymore.. take your pick of the lost souls we have here on offer. Or get back to work if you like. Just.. don't disappoint me. Your powers can vanish just as fast as they came into fruition." Mastema holds his hand up, creating a great flame before turning it into ashes and letting them fall on your nice clean floor. He gives you one last devilish grin before slamming the door behind himself.