Important: Ok, so this was a paper assigned in my history class. We were told to read Dante's "Inferno." For those who have never had the pleasure of reading it, it is an epic poem written by Dante Alighieri between 1208 and 1321. Basicly, in the book, the famous poet Virgil leads Dante into Hell, showing him each circle which is reserved for a different type of sin. Anyway, we were then told to write a story, putting people, whether they are celebreties, political figures, or fictional characters, into the fitting circle of Hell. So, I decided to to use the characters from Ocean's 11, 12, and 13. I had a lot of fun writing it, and I hope you enjoy reading it too.

Warning: I had to take a few creative liberties with some of the situations and characters to make everything work, so if the characters are not 100 on, then my apologies.

Last thing: This story, while meant to be entertaining, is a bit weird. So please, please, please, tell me what you think.

Canto I

The desert sun beat down upon my face as I walked along a particularly long strip of land. I reached up to wipe the sweat from my forehead and felt the sticky July air.

'Why would anybody want to visit the desert in this time of the year?' I thought to myself, as I pushed my way through a large crowd women, men, children, screaming babies, drunken college students, and half-dressed women of ill repute. I found an opening in this massive wave of city-goers and found myself staring at a marvelous white hotel.

I was in Las Vegas, Nevada, the only place that could entertain both gamblers with drinking problems and wholesome, kind-hearted families. I stood there in awe, leaning against a stone fence that separated me from a massive man-made lake, as an amazing array of water began to shoot up from the dark depths. As I watched the show that the hotel owners cleverly put on to draw attention to themselves, I became entranced by the flow of the water. I watched it shoot this way and that way, up and down, left and right; I found myself completely unaware of the people around me who had also stopped to see the show. It wasn't until I was completely under the water's majestic spell that I heard a voice, seemingly breaking me from my reverie. "Beautiful isn't it?" The form next to me asked. I jumped, startled, as I looked at the man standing next to me. I became even more alarmed as I looked around and found that the vacationers and drunken idiots were nowhere to be seen.

"What's going on?" I asked, wondering for a moment if perhaps I was dreaming. "Who are you?"

The man next to me extended his arm, offering his hand. "Danny," he told me. "Danny Ocean."

I shook his hand, though I wasn't sure why. Surely this was a dream. That, or I was going crazy and this was simply my imagination. How else would I happen to come across such a good looking man? "I'm-"

"I know who you are," he interrupted my introduction.

"You do?" I asked in a high-pitched voice; the kind of voice pre-teen girls use when taking to a boy they've had there eyes on. I could feel my face turning red. "How?"

"That's not important right now," he told me. He turned back to the spouting water and leaned against the fence in a casual sort of way; almost as though he had stood there many times before.

When he didn't speak or even move for a few moments, I spoke up, "Um, Mr.…."

"Call me Danny," he replied, not taking his eyes off of the lake.

"Ok, Danny, who exactly are you?"

He turned to me giving me his full attention. "I'm going to be your guide through Hell."

With that, the water from the lake shot up, nearly touching the sky, I thought. Danny climbed over the fence and walked toward the water. As he began to disappear in the misty haze, I climbed over the fence and followed him, though not really sure as to why.

Important A/N: Reviews are essential!!! Should I continue to post? Or is it just too weird? Let me know!