"Porsha! Porsha!" Dice called out to her, causing her to wake up from the nightmare.
"D-Dice?" Porsha said seeing him on top of her holding her shoulders.
They didn't say a word. She hugged him tightly and he returned her embrace as they sat up. She buried her face in his chest while he stroked her hair. Porsha closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat. It was calming, but the nightmare was still lingering in her mind. She didn't know what to do and somehow knew it would happen. Dice, still consoling her in his arms, could feel her shaking. He wanted to make her not fear and be here for as long as she needed.
Porsha looked up at Dice. "Porsha?" She wrapped her arms around his neck as she rested her head on his.
"Have you ever been terrified, Dice?" She asked, closing her eyes.
Dice lifted her head and kissed her lips softly. "Only of losing you."
She smiled, Dice felt happier seeing his love smile, and she kissed his cheek. Dice got out of the bed, but felt Porsha hug him tightly from behind. "Porsh?"
"S-sorry...I-I just wanted a little hug..." Dice chuckled and turned around to face her.
He smiled, "You need more time? We can have all the time in the world." and he picked her up swiftly.
Porsha giggled while a puff of fire bursts in the corner of their room. It was Wheezy. "W-wha?"
"Well, this is a surprise." Mr. Wheezy exclaimed, looking shocked.
"Wheezy?" Dice and Porsha questioned what they said simultaneously.
"Dice. Outside. Now." Wheezy said walking out the bedroom.
Dice sighed while putting Porsha down. "Hold on, love."
"Okay." She replied watching him walk out the room.
"What were you about to do?"
Dice looked perplexed by Wheezy's statement. "Excuse me?"
"Did you two? Ya know go all the way?" He asked him, causing Dice to look down.
"N-no, but-"
"But what? Dice, you sure you are taking this okay? Is she pushing too fast?"
Porsha felt her heart sank in worry hearing those words behind her closed door. Then, she heard something different coming from Dice's. "No, she is not."
"How so?"
Dice saw the cigar cross his arms as he grew skeptical. "She is different than him. Porsha listens to what I have to say. When I tell her something, she doesn't just brush me off, but gives encouraging feedback. She even knows how I like my coffee and what my favorite song is."
Wheezy smiled and laughed. "Does she now?"
"Yes, Wheeze. Porsha is amazing and even tells me if I feel uncomfortable with something to tell her. If you would have let me explain further then you should know she had a nightmare. I was trying to calm her down before you busted into the room."
"Then I shouldn't have to worry. Seems like she's a great gal and yer head over heels."
"That is not why you came here is it?" Dice scoffed sarcastically.
"No, not for your sake, but for the Boss' sake..."
"What is wrong with the bos-I mean Devil?"
"You may want to see it for yourself..."
Dice opened Porsha's bedroom door. "Porsha."
"I-I uh..."
"Wheezy give us a moment, please." Dice shut the door behind him.
"...um..." Porsha tried so hard to say something, but Dice knew she was still upset.
"Hey, hold on now and come here." He opens his arms out to her. She hugs him again, Dice sighs. "Take your time. They can wait for a moment longer." He notices her nod her head in agreement. He chuckles. "I am happy you like to hug. I know that is weird to hear, but at least you trust me enough to let me hug you."
Porsha giggled as she noticed his worried expression. "I am happy you trust me enough for us to cuddle together."
"Porsha, are you alright? With us, I mean-I know it must be different than some of your relationships in the past, but...are you okay with... me?"
"Yes. Dice, or should I say King Dice? I never figured out if Dice or King was your first name...anyways! I am fine with you just as you are. Dice, I um...Oh goodness..." Porsha felt her face blush in trying to explain this and getting more flustered in the process. She took in a deep breath and then explained. "Dice, I am fine with you just being you because it is who I fell for."
"Heh, she is a sweetheart to him after all..." Wheezy mumbled to himself outside of the door.
The three made their way to see the Demon, Dice not knowing what to expect, Wheezy not knowing what to do, and Porsha not knowing how to respond. When they arrived in the section where Wheezy led them to Porsha knew something wasn't right. She noticed there were no souls around them. It was like nothing was living nor deceased where they treaded among the tracks that lead to another casino. Dice felt the absence of souls as well. Of course, he did because he was the old manager for the Devil after all. The two exchanged perplexed, but cautious glances at one another while Wheezy opened the door.
"Where is everyone?" Dice asked Wheezy, but he was silent. "Wheezy?"
"They left because I told 'em to." The Devil walked out of his office into view.
"Why?" Dice asked him, dumbfounded to why he could do such a thing.
"You are in mourning...but why?" Porsha replied to them and the demon's pointed ears lowered.
"You are a very wise child..." His dejected voiced caused Porsha to look at him. "Wheezy, I need you to leave. Mangosteen is waiting for you outside. I have everything planned out, so you two can go in peace."
"B-but, boss!"
"I SAID GO!" His voice was wrathful and bitter then changed back to sorrowful. "Just...just leave me be..."
Dice walked to the Devil and stood beside him. "Why are they all leaving? What happened that you had to close down all of your casinos?"
The Devil didn't reply to his question, he simply sat down on the ground, turned his face away, and mumbled something in Latin. Dice scoffed bitterly and knew he was pouting then Porsha put her hand on the demon's shoulder. "Ravania was her name wasn't it?"
The Devil shot up with weary eyes. "...yes..."
(Devil's backstory)
"This is your first job, so try not to mess things up." Damien bickered to him while shoving files into the demon's hands.
"So, I just run the casino? All the casinos and keep the souls in line?" He asked and Damien scoffed back sarcastically.
"No, you just watch them die in peaceful bliss. Of course idiot! This is the simplest job father could give you because you fucked up all the other ones!" He opened the door begrudgingly halted to give his youngest brother a warning before slamming the door. "Look, Sethos. Don't mess this up or else father may kill you like our other siblings."
Sethos gulped down his fear, shuddering after remembering his older sibling's punishment, and took to the casino. "This isn't so bad."
"Well, you must be the new boss." Ravania stated walking up. Sethos paused for a moment with his response. "You can look darlin' but try and keep your mind focused on the task at hand." She handed him paperwork and started to show him around the place.
"Alright, so, this is all I do? Keep the debtors in line and make sure the casino gets profit to stay afloat."
"Yes, also make new people come in and sell their souls to you." Ravania replied sitting on his office desk.
"So, what are you here for?"
"Excuse me?" Ravania caressed the Demons ears, causing Sethos to blush. "I have no ties, but if you ever need someone to pull some strings then call me darling." Ravania closed the door on her way out of his office.
Sethos slumped back in his chair. "...nope, no falling for mortals..." He breathed in deeply while standing up and placing his hand on the desk. "...no falling in-"
"BOSS!" Mangosteenburst in the door trying to catch his breath.
"What is it? Also, knock before entering a room!"
"S-sorry boss, but we got an issue with one of the tables!"
Sethos sighed and walked to see what the commotion was all about. To his surprise, it was a poker table with two men bickering over their loss in the game. He scoffed, made himself look intimidating, then went to see the men's bets. Ravania was watching from the bar with he Tipsy Troop observing close behind. Mangosteen scurried over to Ravania, who patted his head in reassurance.
"What are you two bickering about in my casino?" Sethos boomed menacingly.
The two men felt the blood drain from their bodies in terror. They turned around to see the voice that matched their fears. "W-we were just taking our winnings, sir!"
"Winnings? It looks to me like you two lost now pay up the cost." He stated smiling.
"Please, sir! Don't take our souls! We'll do anything!"
"Anything? Then how about a wager?" Sethos implied and the two looked at each other.
"F-fine!" One of the men stated while the other nodded his head.
"If you can hand me all the money you lost here in three days, without any help nor loans, then your souls are free to go. If not then, well, you are bound for hell for all of eternity."
"Okay! It is a deal!" The other man said and the two signed the contract.
The men exited the establishment and the demon looked over to the crew. "What? You never saw a simple deal before?"
Ravania stood up from her seat, drink in hand. "Well done. Even though they may end up getting the money back."
"What? How so?"
"Gambling at another casino and they are rich, to begin with. Those two live off daddy's money, So, you just lost your first soul contract, hun." Ravania sighed, knowing this would happen, then heard him say the strangest thing.
"Then teach me how not to make the mistake again."
"Wait, you are asking for help? Demons never do that, especially devils."
"This is my last chance to prove that I am not a waste of space to the man down below. So, please, will you help me?" Sethos asked again and saw her move closer to him.
"No catch?"
"No catch."
Months pass and Ravania is helping Sethos more with sending mortals to their own demise. The demon starts to notice that she sends him a letter each day of everything that is happening. He enjoys it, he enjoys her company, and he enjoys being with her. Sethos starts to realize that something inside of him is stirring and it feels...heavenly. He pushes away the feeling, not wanting to stray from his objective, but it comes out whenever Ravania talks or brushes by him. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore.
"Ravania." Mangosteen walked up to her after her performance on stage.
"Yes?'
"Boss wants to see ya."
She smiles and made her way to the demon's office. She opens the door, "You wanted to see me sir?" and notices feathers on the floor. There was no answer, but she could see him sitting in his chair with it turned facing the wall. "Sir?" She walked closer and realized where the feathers were coming from.
Sethos held his head in his hands as his wings fluttered closer to him. "...Ria..."
Ravania could tell he was in pain. "Hold on. Let me help you."
"Why?" He sputtered out and she moved his hands away from his face.
"You need it, sir."
"You're right...I do..." Sethos replied to her as he was helped up from his chair. He looked at her and felt his face blush completely. "I do need you..."
She stopped moving hearing him say that for the first time. "Seth?"
"Just lay me down and I will explain." He responded and she laid him down on the floor. "Ravania, I love you."
"Sir, did you hit your head?" Ravania asked him as she started rubbing his head.
"No! Ravania, I mean it!" He took her hands away from his face.
"You really mean that?" She looked worried for the first time in the demon meeting her.
Sethos nods. "Yes, please...please I want to be with you..." He points to his wings explaining further. "Wings only come out for us at certain points...flying, morphing, and falling for someone...It seems that I have fallen for you and I don't want to fly away..."
Ravania pulls him closer to her and she kisses him. "Then don't fly without me."
(End of Devil's Backstory)
"Let us help you." Porsha replied calmly.
"Now, why would you want to help me? My former lackey caused your whole town to be in ruin. Not to mention follow a false prophet and lose your entire family. Why would you help someone whose debtors destroyed your kind?"
"It wasn't you who did those things. Blackruth was simply a man who craved power and worship. He fell easily when his people were all gone and he is dead. Wheezy and the others like him were following orders form that bird." She explained and the Devil corrected her on something.
"I ordered Wheezy to keep you safe form Balckruth."
"Well, why did he shoot her in our dream?" Dice asked and Porsha remembered it now. It wasn't a shot but a warning.
"Dice, love he was warning us."
The demon nodded and sighed while he scratched his head. "I thought it would work, but even Blackruth outsmarted me...now I am paying the consequences..."
"No, someone else was pulling the strings with Blackruth." Porsha replied, causing the demon and Dice to look at her.
"Who?" Dice asked and the Devil answered back.
"Foxtrot. They were in cahoots together from the beginning and I even had the wool over my eyes."
"Well, what does this do with you?" Dice repeated his question again to him.
"While the casino was still in shambles you had locked away a locket or amulet. That amulet I told you to store in a safe place because it was my wife's."
"Wait, you haven't seen Ravania since the boys beat you?" Dice said and the devil nodded.
"Well, then go talk to her." Dice replied and realized a voice came from another direction.
"She nor he can see one another." The angel walked up from the shadows glistening in gold and silver.
"What happened? What did you do?" Dice scorned at him, but the angel held up his hand.
"I didn't do anything. If you want answers, ask the demon himself."
"Purgatory is overflowing with souls and no one can enter heaven nor hell. Something happened in that city when the machine shut down. It released the souls, but now it is as if none are here. We think it might be something that Foxtrot is trying to do..."
"Wait, if he took the amulet then he is able to trap souls inside it like what Blackruth did. That cannot be right because then they wou-" Porsha halted her thoughts aloud when Dice realized the dream. "Dice, that dream was a warning."
~~~(Author's Note)~~~
This went from 700 to 800 really fast. Wow, You people are amazing! Hope you enjoyed this chapter and be ready for the next chapter!