A Demon and a Dragon

[Mistress of Anarchy]

"Even if that is the truth, we need..." Sam thought for a moment. "Privacy, depending on what you're gonna tell me."

 

[Giga Bit]

Amaimon grinned, then shouted in an infernal language. Everyone in the nightclub left.

"Private enough for you?"

 

[Mistress of Anarchy]

Sam looked around, bewildered. "What are the odds..." Sam muttered. She looked back at Amaimon and asked, "Are you sure this isn't just some illusion or something?"

 

[Giga Bit]

"I am sure. I don't lie unless I have to."

 

[Mistress of Anarchy]

Sam sighed. "Fine. What do you want from me, magic man?"

 

[Giga Bit]

"I want you to make me a weapon."

 

[Mistress of Anarchy]

Sam nodded. "What kind?"

 

[Giga Bit]

"Something that can kill even the most powerful of beings. I want to be able to slaughter gods."

 

[Mistress of Anarchy]

"Why?"

 

[Giga Bit]

"I have my reasons."

 

[Mistress of Anarchy]

"What kind? Like a gun?"

 

[Giga Bit]

"Yes."

 

[Mistress of Anarchy]

"I have some base weapons at my place that I can work off of."

 

[Giga Bit]

"Fine. Bring them next time we meet. I have work to do.."

 

[Mistress of Anarchy]

"I'd prefer if you came with me. It's safer to test them in a controlled environment."

 

[Giga Bit]

"This is controlled."

 

[Mistress of Anarchy]

Sam scoffed. "In some nightclub? Everything would be destroyed!"

 

[Giga Bit]

"But it can be easily replaced."

 

[Mistress of Anarchy]

Sam shook her head. "You have a few hours, right?"

 

[Giga Bit]

"I'm running on a tight schedule."