"Have you two ever heard about Mirage?" an old Imp asked two child sinners. They sat in a small hut inside the Imp's slummy neighborhood. "Mirage? No we haven't" The kids shook their heads, "...Nobody really knows HOW he gained so much power...he started off like you two, he was powerless, weak and confused...but soon, he became possibly the most powerful being in Hell..." The old imp looked down, as if he's trying to remember something.
"Close your eyes
And hold onto your life
When Mirage finds you
There is nothing you can do
You can beg
You can cry
But in the end
You will die"
The Old man recited the short poem, leaving the children rather shook, "...Think of this as a warning...do not cross Mirage, because if you anger him...then your 'life' is already forfeited"
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The doors to Club 666 swung open, and as everyone turned their head to see who was at the door, they instantly cowered.
Damon walked in wearing a golden visor, he had a long leather trenchcoat and a pair of long horns on his head. Valentino and Vox gave Damon death glares as he entered, but they didn't dare provoke him. "Dance for me, babes" Damon said as he jumped onto the stage, where a white humanoid spider was dancing. "Whatever you say, mistah milky-way" The spider said with a sly smirk, glancing down at Damon's pants.
As the spider tried to seduce Damon, Valentino sat at a nearby booth with a cigarette in his hand, "...That cock-sucking geezer, he's scarin' away my customers" Valentino growled, "I can get him out" Vox suggested. "That'd be a death-wish, sweet chums..." Valentino made a fist as he watched Angel Dust dancing for the man, "He's dirtying my booty-call!!" He growled, but despite his anger, Valentino continued to stay put.
Suddenly, everything froze around them, including Angel Dust. Damon stared at the frozen porn star in front of him, then at everyone else who was completely still. He turned and that's when he saw one particular person sitting in a corner of the room. Damon stepped off the step and approached the table where Alastor sat with his legs on the table, checking his nails. "...Mirage...What a silly name" Alastor chuckled, "What are you doing here?!" Damon asked.
Alastor got up and patted Damon on the shoulder, "I'm showing you one of many possible futures...a future where you may be feared on the same level as a Prince of Hell himself!!!" Alastor walked past Valentino and Vox's table, swinging his cane and breaking Vox's face as he went past. "If you shake my hand...I can help bring you to the top!!" Alastor stated.
"The top? The VERY Top? I'd be the most powerful in Hell?" Damon asked.
"HoHoHo, I admit when I first saw you, I didn't think you'd have such ambition...but you impressed me kiddo. I know the only reason you're keeping those other two around is for your benefit. You're out to survive, and I can respect that...so yes, I will 'help bring you to the very top'!! Everyone will respect you, and everyone will fear you!!! All you need to do...is shake my hand" Alastor stated, "...What do you say...'Mirage'?" Alastor asked with a sly smirk. "...Hmm..." Damon thought long and hard, if he really will become as powerful as Alastor says, then he may end up having so much power that he can just kill Alastor and therefore not have to repay him. "...Deal" Damon said, immediately shaking the Radio Demon's hand, unknowingly sealing his fate...