(Death's POV)
Like every morning, I wake up at the crack of dawn, when Hell's burning sun is only just peaking over the smallest buildings. Sometimes I have to wake up earlier for guard shifts at the palace, but today I was lucky to not have a shift. I got out of bed and gotten dressed into black dress-pants, black shoes, a white button-up shirt and black vest... the usual uniform worn by the casino employees, including myself. In my opinion, I think the boss wearing the same uniform makes the whole staff seem equal, also get a lot more respect from your employees as well... but also I don't really mind wearing the uniform at all. I walked out of my room, down the hall and through the door that lead to behind the bar of the casino. I started wiping down the tables and chairs as I heard someone walk out from the back where the employee rooms are, I turned my head to see Gamer dressed in the same uniform, not a sign of tiredness in his eyes. "Morning" he smiled as I smiled back "Morning, if you want to make yourself useful then wipe down a few of the gambling machines in the very back" "Okay" Gamer grabbed a cloth and rushed down to the back of the casino. After an hour, Martin and Zakaria soon walked out and headed up to the hotel part of the casino to check on any customers and clean the rooms. A minute later, Nile and Alan walked out dressed in normal clothes, heading out of the casino for their day off to visit family and friends. June came in through the back door carrying boxes "Where did you just come from?" Gamer asked, walking over to the bar "It's called picking up alcohol for the bloody casino, now help carry in more boxes" June ended up laughing as Gamer rushed out the back door "Eager for work today?" "Guess so, only been three days since going to Isledale and now he's just all over the place, looking for things to do".

I walked over and behind the bar, cutting open one of the boxes June had brought in and started unpacking a bottle at a time and double checking that I didn't get scammed with dodgy alcohol. Half way through, I noticed something under the counter, I pulled out a red ribbon. 
...I grabbed a red ribbon from under the bar and walked over to her, gently wrapping it loosely around her neck and tying it off in a bow at the back, then shooting the drunk guy a dark stare “Jez, could’ve just said she was taken or something” “Oh really? Well you’ve been cut off” I grabbed a hand gun out from under the bar and shot the guy in the head. I turned to everyone else “Anyone else have a problem?”... 
June walked out to get another box as Gamer carried a box in "....Gamer, come here" Gamer walked over to the bar and set the box down on the counter as I turned to face him "Turn around" Gamer slowly turned his back to me. I gently wrapped the ribbon around his neck, then tied it off, he turned around facing me while confused. "Keep it on during your shifts, alright" "Okay..." Gamer walked away as June walked over "Its happening again-" "Don't". June crossed her arms "You're getting attached" "He's my friend-" "The voodoo girl said chaos is coming for you guys". I looked at June "You believe in cards-" "You trust playing cards to help you win a gamble, I trust tarot cards that predict something for worst... if voodoo girl sends a warning, then you know its the real thing" June walked over to Martin and Zakaria who were listing a whole bunch of places Gamer should go to next as I quietly laughed, continuing to unpack the alcohol.

(No One's POV)
"Euanthe" "Yes grandfather?" "You may start today's meeting" Euanthe stood up, nodding her head to Satan. They were all gathered in the sideroom of the court, having the same old meeting they seem to be having every week on the same subject now. "As you may see, today's meeting is accompanied not only by the past descendants of three wings; Grim Reaper, Lyrtse Thorn and Venus Flare, but also three of the current Black Councillors; Issac Murray, Shyama Rivera and Rochelle Burns" Euanthe addressed the extra people in the room "Unfortunately Erik couldn't join us today due to his job at EU". Of course, the youngest out of the lot is never able to make it to these meetings because of his presence needed in the mid realm twenty-four-seven. "Black Councilors of Thorn, Flare, Beast and Phantom will be looking over any problems during this meeting, first order of business is a discussion on heaven's repeated request for the return of the fallen" Euanthe sat down, hands in her lap, a second later the silence was interrupted by Mike. "Well... what do we do?" "Obviously keep our claim on the innocent" Jadarius snapped, folding his arms as Julieta raised an eyebrow, smirking at him "Weren't you the one who wanted grandfather to send him back to Heaven?~" Julieta mocked Jadarius, easily pissing him off "You fucking two-faced sl-" "Enough, both of you" Aristomache's voice was stern and cold. 

"If I may... there's something I'd like to shed light onto" Jackal began, gaining the attention of his cousins and elders present in the room. "Rumors have been spreading about Shadow's presence in Hell, more so him being the property of a certain ripper demon" "What are you saying?" Jadarius questioned "I suggest that we leave the rumor, with word that Shadow's under 'strict' protection of a ripper demon, no one would be daring the risk of messing with Death, also..." Jackal gestured to the letters pilled up on the table "We simply send one letter back". "And what is that gonna accomplish? We've been sending letters telling God that the fallen's now demon and he's staying" Mike groaned, the annoyance of repeating starting to get to him "We send one letter per month about Shadow, updating God how he's doing in Hell, how happy he is, what he's done, the friends he makes....it'll soon be enough to slowly convince him that the fallen's life had changed for the better and the fallen is still sinless as is due to his friends making sure of it". Jackal's idea had certainly caught Satan's attention, he liked the idea enough to be smiling "I agree with Jackal's idea... each month, one of you will write a letter to God stating you are giving a casual update on the fallen himself, if God's letters still request for the fallen's return then the Black Council will be involved in the matter.... we cannot have another war over another stupid disagreement".