Samantha, Sam for short, was drawing on her iPad and listening to random songs when an interesting sound caught her attention. She stopped what she was doing to quietly sing the song as best she could. The beat got her bobbing her head and tapping her fingers along. She was having a blast listening to this unknown song.

Flames burst behind her. Sam, not knowing what to do, stood up knocking down her chair. She was about to run from the flames, thinking up her next move. She has never been in a fire before. Never even imagined it.

Out of the fire came a demon of sorts. "Who dare summon me in the tongue of the old!?" He demanded.

Shocked Sam knew not what to do. She had never summoned a demon before. She has heard of such things but this seemed different. How was she supposed to know the song would summon the beast?

"Speak now child or else!" He sneered her way. He was impatient that's for sure.

"What's your name?" She mumbled without thinking. Sam knew what a demon was as her mother always forbid her from learning such things. Saying things like "it will steal your soul" and "you will never see the light of day" like Sam was naive. Albeit she was, as she was an ordinary child like everyone else.

"My name? you ask? How dare you!" The demon almost looked offended by what she asked. The poor child knew no better. "I'll ask again! Who dares summon me?"

"Sam... M-my name is Sam." She says stumbling over her words. The demon scared her, but she was too curious about him. Why was he here? Did the song really summon him? She would wonder.

"Sam... Is it short for something? I've never heard such a name." He says curiously.

"Yes... Uh, Samantha... It's short for Samantha." She says looking the demon up and down. Sam liked the red-skinned demon. She thought it suit him as red was her favorite color. "What should I call you?"

"Call me? I, the great demon, shall not be anything! No human shall know my name!" He boasted.

"How can I understand you?" Sam curiously asked as her fear slipped away.

The demon said nothing as he was stuck thinking. He was stunned he didn't know the answer. He, the great demon, did not know.

"How dare a human ask such a question! Don't you know manners?" The demon shouted at the little lady in front of him. Her eyes shimmered with curiosity. He could tell she was pure as snow. Those hopeful eyes, the curiosity, the fire in her soul. He wanted it all. "What do you wish for, human?"

"Wish? Me?" Sam asked confused. What kind of wish was the demon talking about? Was he going to steal her soul like her mother always told her?

"Yes, you who else would I be talking to?" The demon asked annoyed. "I will grant you any wish you want, but only one. No more." The demon continued softly.

"A wish. Any? I've never thought of one," She said innocently. "Will you take my soul?"

The demon now shocked didn't know what to say. How did a human know such things? There was no way for them to know. It's part of the contract. "Yes, for your soul. A wish will be granted as long as I get your soul once you die." He says calmly.

His calmness scared Sam. "Will you kill me?" She asked wide-eyed.

"If you wish it." He says simply.

"I do." She says not even thinking. It was true. Sam always wanted her life to end. She wanted a peaceful death, not one that would hurt. If this demon would kill her swiftly and stay by her side, then she was willing to die. She always wanted a companion by her side, especially in death. She learned that no matter who you met, you could never be too sure they would stay by your side as death takes you.

"Is that what you wish?" The demon asked getting closer to her.

"Yes," she whispers, looking the demon in the eyes. He was all so calm, it kept her calm. How could a demon be so sweet, if they were such horrible beings?

"Then I shall grant it." He says swiftly taking Sam's soul out of her body, in one move of his hand. She didn't feel a thing.

The demon held Sam's hand as he took her down the hole in the floor. He was going to take her soul back to his place, with all the others. Sam's soul would make a nice collection. The start of the best collection. The demon was excited about the new adventures.

"Will you stay by my side?" Sam asks floating with the demon.

"For now and forever." The demon says.

Days even weeks went by and before I knew it, it was already the day of the Emporer's death. I knew this day would come. I've been prepared to see his bloody body. My plan is in motion. My plan has been going smoothly even with the Emporer knowing. He won't get away...

The guards were away on "special duty" as I like to call it. The Emporer was alone. My plan is all set and ready. Now the assassin must kill. Once the Emporer is finally dead, everything will end. His madness, his people, and everything he did wrong will be corrected. People will know who he is. They will know what he has done. I can't wait.

I roamed the halls, looking closely at all the impressive paintings of the Emporer's family. They passed long before by the Emporer himself. They deserve this...

An hour passed and still nothing. The assassin hasn't come to report. What happened? Could his majesty have taken him out? No way! He doesn't know how to wield a sword. How would the Emporer know? He couldn't. There is no way.

I ran through the halls heading straight to the Emporer's room. He must be inside. He has to be dead. I must see it for myself.

I burst into the Emporer's room to see him holding a bloodied sword and the assassin lying dead on the floor. How could this have happened?

As if the Emporer could read my mind, he says "you should have paid a better assassin. Now time for my plan to start." He took a step toward me. I'm scared. What will he do?

He came up close to me and laid his hand on my shoulder. I was trembling in fear. There was no way the Emporer could have done this! "It was a good plan, just not good enough." He says leaving his room.

What am I to do now? Will I die? I start hyperventilating. Everything became blurry, my breath stalled, my vision darkened and soon I fainted. Not knowing what is to come.

I, the emperor's advisor, have been planning his assassination since day one. I hate his guts no matter how much he tries to deceive me. I know him all too well. He looks nice but he actually isn't. He makes me sick! If only he was dead. It won't be too much longer. I just have to wait patiently for the next month. That's it. Then it's over.

I was walking through the hall to the Emporers study as he requested. It was nerve-wracking. I wondered if he knew. The plan would be scraped and I will die if he ever finds out. I need to make sure. Everything has to come through...

I knocked thrice on the Emporer's door. He knows instantly it's me. "Come in William..." The Emporer says.

I come in to see him at his desk looking through piles of paper. I composed myself as I have done several times before. This is like every day. Just stay calm and he will know nothing. He can't know.

"You called?" I question the Emporer. I am loyal to the Emperor. Never straying from his words... As far as he knows. He once told me to drop the formalities as he treats me as his friend. I don't buy it but I do as he told.

The Emporer doesn't answer me. He's probably busy with paperwork. What does he want? Advice? A loyal companion? I don't know. Maybe nothing at all. That would be for the best.

Then suddenly the Emporer speaks, still not looking up from his paperwork. "How long?" He asks.

"What?" I answered instantly. How long for what? I don't understand. He couldn't know. There was no way. Nothing makes sense. Did I do something wrong? Does it show on my face? No... It couldn't. He hasn't looked up from his work. Then what?

"How long have you been so disloyal?" He asks as if he already knows.

"Never! as I am always loyal to you. Isn't that why you made me your advisor?" I decide questioning would be a better road than saying nothing. After all, he couldn't know. There was no way. I must calm down. The Emporer knows nothing... He can't.

"Hmm.. Very well..." He says scribbling something on his paperwork. I must calm down before he looks. If he looks at me he would be able to tell. I could hear my heart beating in my ears. Still wracked with nerves. "You know lying can get you killed." He continued.

Shocked. That's what I was doing. How did he know? No... He can't know... There is no way he could tell... No way... My plan was perfect!

"Of course," I say answering him. I don't have time for him to question me. I must change the subject. Something... Anything at all... Ah! "Have you read the book I recommended, your majesty?" I questioned when I noticed the book sitting beside a stack of papers.

"Changing the subject I see..." He says once again scribbling. I wish I could read his mind. I wouldn't be so nervous. "If you won't be honest then I'll come out and say it... How long have you been planning my assassination?" The Emporer asks finally looking up from his work. He looked straight at me.

What do I do now? He knows! How? I don't understand. I must get him off my trail and fast. "I don't understand what you're talking about, your majesty. I wouldn't dare do something such as that." I say bowing my head with my arm across my chest. He trusts me. There is no way he would ever think it was me.

"I already know so be honest." He says calmly, "and drop the formalities. That's not like you." He's looking me dead in the eyes. I can't do this. Not like this. I must beg for forgiveness... Or something. And fast.

I quickly got on my hands and knees ready to beg for forgiveness. "I'm so sorry your majesty. I had no choice! You must believe me!" I say nearly yelling. I must convince him and fast.

"I already know you're the culprit. There is no need to beg, that's not like you. I'll ask one last time. If you don't answer honestly then I will have no choice but to hang you from the palace. How long have you been planning my assassination?" He says with cold eyes. I could tell he was serious.

I have no choice. I must tell the truth. If I'm going down then I might as well take him with me. I got up onto my feet, looked him in the eyes, and said "since day one. My plans are nearly complete. Even if you kill me here and now, you will still die. Even if not by my hands. I must say I didn't think you would find out this quickly." I won't let him have the last laugh. Everyone will finally see him for the person he really was.

"Good," He says looking back down at his paperwork. I was stunned. What did he mean by good? What's up with him? Is he trying to trick me? He can't! I could hear him scribble away at more paperwork. He really mean what he said.

"What do you mean?" I finally spoke up. This was bizarre. Who wouldn't ask more once knowing there was an assassination plan? I don't get him.

"Hmm?" He says not even paying attention.

I walk up to his desk and slammed my hand down. "What. Do. You. Mean. By. Good?" I asked word by word. He needs to be serious about this. He will die and he's acting like I didn't say anything. Like he doesn't know what I'm talking about. What happened?

"I want you to continue with your plan. Act like I know nothing." He says scribbling away at the paper in front of him.

"What? Why? You're going to die and there is nothing you can do about it." I say bewildered. This man makes no sense. Shouldn't he do what he can to make it stop? What is up with him?

"Why should I? I won't be dying." He continues, "that's all, you may leave." He says dismissively waving his hand.

Shocked, I leave his study room, closing the door behind me. The halls were dead. You couldn't hear a pin drop if you wanted to. Confused I walk aimlessly through the halls not knowing what to do. He knows... What am I to do now? What was his plan? Should I go with my plan anyways? I don't know.

This takes the cake. I'm not even gonna try. You win! I love it!