Dance with the Devil

"They know how to make other want to be here? How?"

"Oh, I though you meant things that aren't Wendigos, like wild animals that would live outside. In the case of you guys, we build more rooms. Or one giant room with a lot a of beds."

"no you don't understand...Recin said nothing is free. You need money.. I don't know whats the value in that green paper or those yellow circles but he said to maintain a building you must have people amd people cost money."

"With no family, the Watcher made whoever was his right hand man the one who'd inherit his wealth. Namely, that would be me."

"You're lucky then.."

"We should inform the others."

"Yeah"

Then went back to the group and told them of their plan. "After the meeting tomorrow, we're turning this into a wendigo sanctuary."

Ris looked at him in disbelief. "Umm... really? Can't this be a sanctuary for, I dunno, raccoons or something? Why does it have to be cannibalistic monsters that just look like fluffy furballs??"

"Well raccoons are jerks!!!" Wendigo said. "Why not ris? "

"I think there's a reason why monsters don't have homes the same way we do."

"Well I'd like to seem them I'm homes."

"Good luck with that."

"I hope you so not failRecin said

"Where'd the rest of us go, though? Wasn't the Devil also at the fort?"

"I don't know to be honest."

Footsteps were heard, but the person that arrived was neither Lillith, the Devil or Azzar.

Instead, it was one of the Watcher's advisors, namely, the second one.

Her bright, neon clothing and clashing colours made it seem like she had just left a rave. 

"Just for the record W, I am not fixing that-" She mumbled and then noticed the group. "-hole that goes through the fort."

"hello...don't worry we'll fix the hole even though we didn't cause it." Wendigo stepped closer to the advisor. "So many cool colors.."

The advisor made a few steps back. "I leave for one day and everything goes wrong!" Her white, lime-striped hair stood up. "Explain in thirty words or less!"

"Whoa, someone's off their chill pill." Ris regretted saying that when the advisor shot out a jolt of ball lighting out of her hand, nearly hitting her. "Holy jeevers! A tempest!"

"we were chilling here and suddenly something of light came and destroyed everything in its path until it got to the watcher. It kept saying he is the cause of the wrong between heaven and hell. it kept referencing god I can assume it was some sort of angel. Guess god didn't want the watcher alive. Sorry it's over your thirty words but I couldn't shorten this." Recin told.

"Great story, now tell me the truth."

"I am telling the truth. Even legion saw the thing with his own eyes. Plus none of us are capable of taking souls away from bodies and the watcher's body currently has no soul. Sent there cameras in this place?"

"They're telling the truth, Aria. He even left a note saying 'Finally, free."

Aria, the second advisor and a firm unbeliver in such a thing as clashing colors, didn't need more convincing.

"Juno's on his way, too and you know how much of a hair trigger he is," she told Legion. "Good luck convincing him."

Legion turned to the group. "Put on earmuffs or anything to protect your ears."

"alright" Recin and Wendigo both covered ears

Seconds later, Juno arrived. Unlike Aria's colourful visage, Juno looked strickly modest, with a suit, glasses and short, black hair.

"Who, why and how?" As he did gestures with his hands, runes could be seen incribed on them.

"The watcher was killed. God thought they have done wrong. He sent an angel or something to kill him." Recin said.