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Angel couldn't remember the last time he'd played blackjack...when he was alive probably! But here he is in Val's lap playing a game to either get his soul takin by husk, for Val to win Husks casino, or for Angel win his soul back for himself. In all honesty he doesn't remember how he got here, he had taken about 11 pills of his strongest drugs. He was supposed ta be shootin' all day. So he thought he'd need tha numbness..Oh well. Anyways the first thing he can remember is Val and him walking into the Cat's Cave. A gorgeous casino. On the main floor the walls are red with black framing and tiny spades, hearts, and diamonds. Most people that go in...well let's just say they never come out, most because they no longer own their own soul. It is also the largest casino in hell. Run by no otha than the gambling overlord, husk, the guy he is about to be playing a game of black jack with...no worries. He still played fine, his coutin' is in tact and he still remembers basic strategy. He was pretty confident. Afta a few rounds husk and him were at a tie this was tha last time he'd get a hand so he had ta make it count...there has yet ta be any Aces which is very nerve wrecking! Angel got a ten and an Ace, welp he's done. Husk is dealing, he has a visible king and his hidden card...oh god...please don't be an Ace... Val on tha otha hand got two Aces, which lowers Husks chance but still...welp Val hits until he busts. Not a shocker Val was Neva good at gambling. And now husk fli-

Shit

A fucking Ace. The last Ace. Well...it can't be that bad right...he gets ta pick his job, pick his pay, n where he sleeps, plus he needs ta get paid...so...it won't be that bad...right?

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Tha next mornin' I find myself replaying tha day(or what I can rememba of it) ova and ova in my head. The harsh shoots in tha early mornin', tha drugs in tha aftanoon. Tha game with Val and Huska. Tha fuckin' tie. Tha loss...well not really.

But...I also didn't accomplish much. All I did is switch Val out fa anotha ovalord. A maybe not shitty ovalord.

But who am I kidding' Huska can't be worse than Valentino. no one can really be worse than Valentino.

Talkin' 'bout Val he didnt take his loss too well. He neva did, he's worse than a toddla.  I replay that moment Val saw that Husk and I tied.  Val had stood up flipping tha table ova, his wings coming free, his eyes beginin' ta glow. His gaze focused on Husk. But surprisin'ly Husk wasn't scared, or he at least hadn't looked it. I other the otha hand was terrified, tha last time Val got this mad he had killed me, took me three days ta regenerate...

Val must've known I was scared because he turned ta me and screamed "you fucking slut I made you!!! You think you can get away this easy...well I'll be back, and I'll make your afterlife hell my dear angel cakes~"

he than turned ta Huska and he has said "maldito bastardo debes haber hecho trampa".

Husk aparently knew Spanish since he replied back in spanish "será mejor que tengas cuidado valentino"

Val snarled using a burst of power to make the cards fly off the table and scatter across tha room. That had done it. Husk turned into a full cat his wings turning into a metal like material. The air around him swirled with gold magic,the cards that flew in his direction he had used to his advantage, injecting them with his powa's ta make 'em sharp. They hovered around him, when Husk motioned his hand forward in Val's direction they all darted at Val at Harsh speeds, the king of hearts pierced right through Val's right shoulder, a Ace going through his left wing. Otha cards made some damage but nothin' servere enough that his demon body wouldnt have healed in a day. Val had stumbled backwards hitting his back against the wall. "Deberías dejar a Valentino antes de que tenga que obligarte" Huska warned.

I guess Val didn't take tha fuckin' hint since he had charged towards Me at a breath takin' speeds.

Screamin' at HUSK "No me iré hasta que me devuelvas lo que es mío, maldito tramposo."

Val had made it to me in seconds, he held a sword like knife. I had taken out my third pair of hands, I had then pulled out my spear from my pocket dimension. Val charged me bust I quickly dodged tha attack. I then runat him, sliding in between his legs at the last second my spear slicing the bottom part of his left leg. Husks eyes widened, I'm guessing he didn't expect me ta know how ta fight. At the end of tha day most people don't. They always think bein' pretty means ya weak. Their wrong. So very wrong. Tha otha possible reason is because even tho husk and I tied, husk hasn't written a new contract and normally a soul contract forbids tha soul to hurt tha ovalord. But Val doesn't include that in his contracts, he thinks to highly of himself for that. So I was able ta make a clean cut, what had surprised me is that only a moment lata a whole lot a guard's charged inta tha room draggin' Val out.

Husk had than made his way over ta me letting his straight faced mask drop"Are you alright? He didn't hurt you did he?" Husk ask frantically I nod "I'm fine, he didn't even lay a finga on me. Don't worry bout it"I replied not sayin' more than I want to.

"Okay so in that case let's go to my office so we can discuss you new contact and what job you'll be taking on. " Husk had commented. I put my porn star mask back on moving towards husk my hips swaying

"Well I thought my job would be obvious, all I need ta do is please ya right daddy~?" I asked flirtatiously.

Husk rolled his eyes but I had noticed that he had stiffened.

"Angel cut that bull out it won't work on me. I know it's all fake, plus I won't fuck a soul I fucking own" husk stated.

"What do ya mean daddy, if ya don't want ta fuck me what do ya want?" I asked half genuine half fake.

Husk didn't seem ta like my answer because he had began to growl. And had yelled "CUT THAT BULLSHOT LEGS! ALL I want you to PICK a JOB, that DOESN'T have anything to do with sex or flirting. Then I want you to DO you JOB." Husk snapped.

Oh.

"Oh, uhm so-sorry." I apologized

Husk shook his head and sighed "It fine angel just cut that acting bullshit I don't like it when my employees lie to me."

Employees?

"Right, but boss what do you mean by employees don't you own all the workers souls?" I questioned but I still wear a mask just a more normal on, acting as a real genuine normal guy would act to his boss or in other and more direct words the guy that owns his soul.

"I do" husk clerified "but I prefer to refer to them as employee's since they earn a wage, and have the choice on where to live as well. But nevermind that what are you good at. Or what do you like doing?" Husk asked I knew he had been trying ta help me figure out a job but I already had one.

I wanted do performances and when not doin' that I wanted ta gamble at blackjack or pocket tables to make tha casino tha money I win from beetin' tha people that play against me.

"Doesn't matta I know what I wanna do." I insured

Husk rose an eyebrow " and what's that?"

"I wanna perform and when not on stage I wanna be a gambler ya gamble at poker and blackjack tables ta make the sucka's playing with me lose loads of money ta me which that money goes ta tha casino" I stated

That made husk frown "How would I know your going to win?" Husk questioned

"Because I can count cards, plus I know basic strategy. And every good gambler knows poker has more strategy than luck ta it." Husks eyes widen then he chuckled his smile had grown wida.

"Alright then legs, I can agree to that. You'll be paid 1/3 of what you make for the casino, which should be plenty considering I provide food, a place to stay and cloths for work. You'll be given night shift, and you need to be on the floor at 6 pm sharp." I had nodded following everything he had said.

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.