It's time for me to continue the saga I started with the blood-drainer plot.

Kunsai "Kuro" Kuronosa gave another sigh as he waited...it was always the damn fryer being behind on the amount of fries for the orders. Sure, expediting for a fast-food place wasn't the best work, but the pay was better than most other similar places, and while it had its agrivating days, it was mostly just dull work. At least the customers weren't crowding the send-out counter today.

"Jason! Get over here, you lazybones!" The zen of the place was interrupted as Kuro's boss, Andrew Slate, called out for the person who was needed most at this time...the fry person. The lanky coworker rolled his eyes, and shot Kuro a look....great...he was going to have to finish them and set them himself for the orders, as it was a light staff day, though it was also slow. Jason seemed to grumble something the silver-haired man couldn't quite hear, and stomped off towards the back.

Slate was a raging narcissistic who thought he was bigger potatoes than he was, but running the largest Shake Place in the country helped push his over-inflated ego even further. Jason wasn't a bad coworker, but Kuro guessed it had to do with the teen being 10 minutes late again for the 3rd time this month...

As Jason headed to the boss' office, the air suddenly felt..weird...not too hot, or well, not too much hotter than normal when you work next to heat lamps all day, but not quite unusually cold either...He ignored it as he moved around to the hot-line...He ignored the weird feeling as something started to appear in the center of the dining area. The fries beeped, and he pulled out the basket, shaking off the excess oil, and threw them into the salting zone as a roar suddenly pierced the area and screams rang out from the customers. The man turned around...he did not want to deal with this here with all the customers still around...well...maybe not still around, as most rushed for the door, leaving the place pretty empty.

"ANDREW SLATE! YOUR SOUL IS FORFEIT!" The entity yelled, though not like the fires most thought of, the area went cold instead of hot... Great, another Demon, this time from Cocytus instead of one of the hot sections...

The boss peeked his head out, looking at the Demon, who looked more like a fallen angel then a purely demonic entity...Tall, humanoid, with black wings that looked blue in certain spots in the light, dressed in a blue business suit...at least, he was for now. While Slate was self-important, he was also...a coward. He heard someone yelling at him, and just stayed in his office, locking it shut.

While Kuro didn't like his boss, he less liked the idea of explaining to the mundane authorities what happened to him....especially as the Moonlit world was supposed to remain mostly hidden....it was getting harder to do, with every normal person in the street having easy access to a camera, and most businesses these days having some sort of security system and/or security camera...so it looked like he was going to have to be doing some overtime tonight to make sure that word didn't get out.

"Kuro...what is that?" Ah, right....Catherine, the other hot line worker who could easily see up front. She was, as far as he knew, a Mundane, and couldn't get involved.

"Just get down Cat, and don't worry...also, don't talk to it. I..." He sighed. "I'll go deal with it..." The poor shaking redhead looked at him, and then turned around, disappearing behind the counter...Good. Better that she not get involved...The Demon was still yelling and cursing, calling his boss a coward as the silver-hair man walked around the counters to get to the dining area.

"Calm down demon. Who sent you?"

"Why should I tell dead meat that? You are just in my way."

Kuro's eyes suddenly changed from his normal-looking baby blues, to an eerie golden color, and even when in his normal black shirt and blue jeans, his calm aura and demeanor suddenly became deadly.

"It wasn't a request...it was a command...Now who...sent you?" He gave the being a withering look.

"I will tell you nothing, now get out of-"

"You're not a demon, you're a devil...You're one of Dis' men, aren't you? You managed to find someone stupid enough to fall for your tricks? I'm almost impressed." The Fixer held out his hand, and a longsword with a jeweled hilt appeared in it. "Sorry...but you really should have left well enough alone..."

"Wait...I recognize that sword...how did you...Oh...nonononono... I.." The now identified devil sighed. "You know what I am, and you know that I can't just let a contract go..the boss'll kill me."

"And if you don't tell me who summoned you, and leave right after that, I will do the same...only you'll be permanently dead instead if just being demoted."

The devil hesitated... and then looked over at where Catherine was hiding. "Summoner, you didn't tell me you worked with THIS MAN...."

That...actually made the Fixer blink. "Catherine? Did you summon him?" His voice was questioning, and a little annoyed.

The redhead continued to sit down and ignore what was happening.

Well, I'm out of steam for now...finish it later...