Things were complicated in the Westley house for a while. Samantha had to ease into the idea that there is even a possibility of supernatural beings existing and Daniel had to be patient. The girl tore through his manuals, pamphlets, and instructions on protocol. She even read the books by Travis and Patricia, and was baffled by their involvement as a result. Daniel had to explain that they had been commissioned by H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. to take the data that they possessed and to turn it into a book that was simple to read for incoming vampires and werewolves into Gehenna. While it made sense, Samantha still felt as though she was being pranked, somewhat. Perhaps she would accept it in time, but she had a lot of questions for Daniel and his friends, especially the ones who he claims are supernatural.

Meanwhile, the man still dropped her off at school every weekday and took her home like usual. The only difference was that Daniel had started his new job, and it was certainly a lot to get used to. Every morning he put on a shirt and wore a tie before heading out for the day. Daniel was given his I.D. card and registered as a human with special access to Gehenna. He would go through the checkpoint every day and drive through the gates. He parked his vehicle on the curb and checked in at the Gehenna Town Welfare Center before attending to his appointments, as well as walk-ins.

At first, it was extremely difficult, as he felt ridiculously out of place. He was a human in a world like he had never seen before. He saw supernatural beings in their natural state every day, which was rather jarring at the start. If he hadn't seen them before this, Daniel had no idea how badly he would have reacted. The worst was when he had to correct his thinking and scold himself when he thought something that was bigoted, which was more often than he liked. As time passed, he got better about this.

He got along with a few of the others at the center who he interacted with, which made things better. There was Helen, who worked at the front desk. She was a succubus, which took him aback initially, along with her lavender skin and horns. They initially started talking because as it turns out, she is Logan's older sister, who is married to the owner of the general store down the street. Obviously, it was her who got Logan the job, but who was he to complain about someone using their connections to find work?

The other woman at the front desk was much harder to deal with. She was scary not for her appearance, but rather, her attitude. Forsetti Sybil is an elf who has little patience for humans. According to her coworker, she was getting better, but she would take time to adjust. Forsetti wasn't blatantly rude to Daniel, but he certainly felt unwelcome. She apparently had a reputation in town as being strong-willed, so it may be a while before he is completely on her good side.

Unlike those two, he had his own office that was down the hall. Most of the offices were empty, but he did have a few neighbours. They had the same job as he did, but most of them were supernatural, so they weren't inclined to talk to him right away. He could sympathize with that, however, and took the time to adjust to his new surroundings.

It had been a few days since he had started, and he was slowly getting used to things. When he arrived at work, he checked in and chatted with Helen for a bit before heading down the hall. He took off his jacket once he got to his desk and turned on the computer to go over who all he had appointment with that day. He had one coming in soon after he got there. It was a Mister Benjamin Noakes, a werewolf, who requested help obtaining work in town. This was easier said than done, given how few businesses there were, and how many people who lived here were seeking work. Regardless, Daniel would try his best, just how he did with every applicant.

When it was close to time, Daniel heard a knock at his door, prompting his immediate attention. It was a rather tall man who appeared to be in his late twenties or early thirties, with a rather stocky build. He wore a suit and combed his hair in an attempt to look professional for this meeting, which wasn't necessary in Gehenna, but did help with some representatives. Noakes was even a tad early, but Daniel didn't mind. It wasn't as though he had anything else to do anyway.

"Is this Daniel Westley's office?" the man asked, peeking his head into the room. Daniel stood up and smiled to greet him.

"Why, yes it is." the Westley said in a friendly tone. He reached out and offered the man a handshake. "And you are Mister Noakes?"

"That's me." Benjamin replied, taking the other up on his offer.

"Have a seat, and we'll get started." offered Daniel as he himself sat down. "You're here for a job application, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am. I'm currently working as a police officer in London, but lately, that's becoming really difficult to keep." Noakes explained as he sat down. He was hesitant before he continued, taking a moment to pause very briefly before adding: "I'm a werewolf, y'see. Used to, it was no problem, but they keep wanting me to work late like I did before, and a couple of times, they wanted me to work on a full moon. It's becoming harder and harder to negotiate that, so I was hoping to find work here..."

"Alright." nodded the Westley, glancing at his computer. "That helps, actually. So, were you hoping for a police position?"

"If there is one." the wolfman replied. "If there's not, I can probably be a little flexible."

"Lemme check and see if there's any openings…" Daniel said, pushing a few keys. He kept talking while clicking around, occasionally glancing away from the screen to look at Noakes. "If there is one, though, I can't garuntee you a spot. There's a couple of things you need to do to make sure you're fit and qualified."

"Alright. Sounds fair. I suppose it's different here than out there, so you'd need different training."

"Yep." answered the Westley before smiling a bit at the screen. He then turned to address the other face to face. "They still have plenty of openings. If you fill everything out and take the courses and everything's good, you'll get a job there."

"Sounds good." smiled Noakes, letting out a breath. He was relieved, as he wasn't sure what else he could have done. There were probably many things, but this made his decision all that much easier. "So how are we doing this?"

"Well, I need you to take a test..." Daniel trailed off as he scooted back in his chair. He leaned forward to open the small filing cabinet under his desk and find the right papers. Plucking out a large envelope, he gave it a once over before peeking at the papers inside. Satisfied with this, he took them out and laid them and the envelope on the table before scooting forward again and leaning over the table to show him the forms.

"This is just a mental evaluation test, a lot like the kind you took when you were joining the police force in London." the Westley explained. "It's to make sure you're mentally and emotionally fit to be a police officer. You need to fill this out and put it back in the envelope before sending it off. The address is already printed on the envelope, and all you need to do is put the return address and a stamp on it. It'll go to H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. headquarters, and they'll go over it, and sent you your results back to you. It could take a few days, or a few weeks for you to get that back, okay?"

The man on the other side of the table was looking down at the papers and looking carefully at the first page of the questionnaire while listening. He nodded along before saying: "Alright. Then what do I do?"

"If you are accepted, you will get instructions along with the results." the Westley answered, looking up at Noakes. "What you'll basically be doing after that is going to training, though. It's actually at H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. Headquarters, and you will need to take the bus on the day they tell you. They won't let you in if you try to go by car."

"Okay." nodded Noakes, making a mental note. "Is that it?"

"Yep. That's it for now. Unless there's something else you need while you're here."

"Oh, well, my wife was wondering about work as well." the wolfman said, leaning back so that he was sitting straight up again while the other put the papers back in the envelope for him. "She was a hairstylist, but had to quit because her job didn't offer maternity leave. We're having a baby, y'see..."

"Really? Congratulations!" Daniel said with a grin, prompting the other man to suppress a somewhat proud smile. "So, when she has the baby, she wants to go back to work, and you want me to see if there's any openings at the hair salon?"

"If that isn't too much trouble..." Mister Noakes said as he was passed the envelope. He took it and held onto it rather carefully.

"That's no problem." the other stated as he leaned back to check his computer. "My only concern is whether or not the openings will still be there after she has the baby and is recovered, though, if there are any."

"I can see that. Should she just come in then?"

"Depends on how you want to do it. There are quite a few openings, so I can give you the application to take home to her. All she would need to do is give it to whoever is running the salon when the time comes. Or, you can wait and see, or just so you don't accidentally lose it, or whatever the reason. Either way is fine. If you lose it, you can just come back in and I'll give you another copy."

"I think she'd probably like me to bring her back a copy." Noakes replied, watching as the other dissappeared beneath his desk again.

"Alright, then..." Daniel trailed off as he dug through the cabinet. While he tried to come back up to hand over the paper to the wolfman, he hit the back of his head on the table rather loudly.

"Ow!" when he did come up, he was holding the paper with one hand, and rubbing his head with the other.

"You alright?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." the Westley said, handing the paper over. "It's a dangerous job, but somebody has to do it." His quip made the other laugh.

"Thank you for your sacrifice." Noakes answered, offering a phony salute as he stood up.

"It's for a good cause." nodded Daniel before bidding the other farewell. "I hope it all goes well for you. Come back if you have any questions."

"Thanks a lot."

That was just one of several appointments that day. Most were similar in nature, aside from one from a woman who was hoping to start a business and requested funds and space to do so. Daniel helped set up an appointment with the main office at headquarters for a meeting where she would make her case as to why the business would benefit the community before she would be granted her request. Other than that, Daniel hadn't much else to do, and his shift ended without a hitch.

In the days that went by, Daniel had taken to parking his car outside the gate and walking so that he could see more of the town. He was actually starting to like it. He actually passed by the businesses that he was helping to hire for and peeked inside. Occassionally, he would go inside, if it was something he wanted or needed. His favourites, however, were the vendors that occasionally peddled their wares on the sidewalk, setting up little booths to do so.

Today, he decided to stop by the booth in front of the print building, where people could publish their books and such. The building was responsible for the Gehenna newspaper, and Daniel had helped hire for them as well. They needed people who can work the printing presses and write, but also people who could pass for human and go out and collect newspapers to take articles from. Plagiarizing things from outside the city was not a crime, while plagiarizing things made inside of the city, or written for the city were. Outside of this building was a stall where they sold their newspapers and books, while several other copies went to the general store. While Daniel was walking back to his car to pick up Samantha from school, he decided to take a peek.

There were books that were not available anywhere else in the world, all written by supernatural beings, aside from the occasional Travis Sullivan or Patricia Ramirez book. Daniel read the synopsis on the backs of several, and was amazed by how different they were than anything he had ever seen in a human store. They held the values and norms of the supernaturals of Gehenna, is why. The characters inside where of all shapes and sizes, and did all kinds of things. Some were simply about supernaturals venturing outside into London to make their fortune. Later, he and his sister would find out that their perception of the "human world" was far different than how the Westleys saw it. He bought two for Samantha, and a newspaper, as well. He wanted to know what was going on in town, as well, since they occasionally had news of their own.

It was at this moment that Daniel figured out that he should bring something to carry things in, as they didn't offer paper or plastic bags. Carefully, he tucked the items underneath his arm and continued on. On the next block was a stand belonging to a Mrs. Amaryllis Fitzroy, where she sold bread and other baked goods in front of her home. She would bake them inside, early in the morning and throughout the day so that they're fresh. Her granddaughter stands out front and minds the stand while she's baking, but when she's not, she does.

Daniel couldn't forget her face. She was an old witch who sort of looked like one would expect. She had been in his office before for help on gaining the funds to have her own full-fledged bakery. After the Westley started walking, he would usually buy something to eat on his way to work, but this time, he would buy something on the way back.

"Back again, I see?" the old woman said with her hands on her hips, her voice rough and raspy. Fitzroy feigned a stern expression before it morphed into a smile as the man approached. "I'm just messin' with ya. How are ya, boy?"

"Just heading off to pick up my sister and go home." Daniel answered, returning her expression. "Taking a break from baking?"

"Delphine is off with her friends, somewhere. Young girls shouldn't work all hours of the day. Playing is important." Amaryllis replied, waving her hand for effect. Her eyes wandered downward and landed on the books in the man's arm. "I didn't take you for much of a reader, Mister Westley. No offense."

"None taken. These are actually for my sister. Not the newspaper. The books."

"Ah… I haven't bought one yet… Are there still any left?"

"A few. I can run back and get you one, if you like."

"Haha, no need, boy. I already know what the biggest story of the day is." the woman replied, waving her hands again. "We're finally getting a police chief! It's that Sybil girl! I'm glad it's her. She's a tough one."

"Sybil?" asked the Westley, arching an eyebrow. "Forsetti isn't on the police force, though..."

"No, it's the younger one. Tegwen. She's Forsetti's sister. The Sybils aren't to be messed with, child. Every one of them is tougher than the last. They're both sweet girls, though."

"Huh. I've never met Tegwen before, I don't think…" the man trailed off to think, but his eyes soon fell on his watch.

"Oh! I need to be going! I'll be late." Daniel said. "I was going to get a couple of scones for the road?"

"Sure! This time, it's on the house!" Amaryllis declared with a wide grin as she wrapped the treats in thin paper. "My request was approved, so I'll be gettin' that bakery of mine as soon as it's finished!"

"Really? That's great! You'll have to tell me where it is so I can stop by."

"It's down the road on Macken Street." she informed, handing the man his scones. "Ya can't miss it. There's gonna be a big sign that says 'Fitzroy's Bakery' on it. I'll be moving in above it."

"I'll be looking out for it." Daniel said as he walked backwards away from the stand. "I'll see you tomorrow, if I catch you out!"

"See you, Mister Westley." the witch replied with a wave as she watched the man glance at his watch again and start running.

Daniel was going to be a little late, but not severely, thank goodness. His sister would not be too upset, since he brought books and snacks. He almost couldn't wait for the girl to try food made by a real-life witch, and read books by real-life supernaturals. Today was another good day, and Daniel hoped to have many more after it.


A/N: Why, hello, there...

This was kind of a weird chapter because it's mostly world-building, I think. Most of these characters aren't important, but I feel like they kinda make the world seem bigger...

Did you notice that that was the werewolf cop that Blackwood saw in chapter 237? Bet you didn't think I was gonna follow up on that, huh?

Also, the girl who was buying newspapers from chapter 239 works at that printing place.

Everything is connected... It's the circle of life...

Also, I have a question for you guys: What should the name of the Hair Salon be? I'm stuck between "Hair To Be Different" or "Curl Up and Dye"...

Maybe I'll get back to the demonic duo someday... Maybe... I want to, but I'm still trying to come up with content alskdjglaksgoaijgoaidg

You'll get another chapter, I promise.

We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when...

but I know we'll meet again, some sunny day...

Also, also, keep your Character Shet questions coming! I think I'm out... I think... I might've missed one... I dunno... If I did I'm sorry...

Until the next chapter, my duckies~!