Mel laid in bed and slowly opened his eyes. The previous night had been a blur of drinking, flirting, and general partying at a local bar. He squinted and moaned as light flowed through the small crack in the center of his curtains. His room was a bit disheveled. Clothing laid in heaps and piles on the floor, with empty food containers and beer cans scattered across as well. On his nightstand blocking his view of the alarm clock was a small grouping of empty soda cans.

"Hey," an all too familiar voice said in his head, "Heeeeey. Look what we did to the girl from last night." Speaking softly Mel turned over in bed, "What girl from-" he stopped and yelped in surprise with woke the girl.

She stirred for a moment then froze... Her hands went to where her face should have been. She let out a muffled almost nonexistent scream as her hands found that were her eyes, nose and mouth should be there was nothing but smooth skin. She started thrashing on the bed in a panic. Trying to fight back against what had already happened, and blindly kicking at whatever was in range. As if somehow whoever had done this was still in front of her or something.

Quickly Mel climbed out of the bed avoiding the woman lashing about. Inside his head the voice just guffawed jovially, getting some sick pleasure in this.

"Very funny Isogons. Now give her back her mouth.", Mel said as he scratched his bare ass. His long tail that ended in a shape similar to a fishing hook swishing from side to side like an annoyed cat. The faceless woman hearing a voice tried to look in the direction of the voice. Her long red curls bouncing violently as she tried to speak, but all that came out was, "Hhhmph hmph hmmmmm umph hmmmmm!".

She crawled across the bed with purpose at Mel, and he sidestepped as she reached the bed and face planted.

"Come on. Imagine her living her life like this. Just completely void of any traits besides her red hair, and a nice set of tits.", Isongons tried to persuade Mel.

"Give her back her face right now, or we will not get ramen for lunch.", Snapped back Mel with a level of annoyance that sounded like a parent talking to a bratty child.

"Fiiiiiine.", whined the voice, and with a snap of his fingers, the woman's face slowly formed back into existence. Everything but her right eye, "Well I am keeping that."

The woman let out a sigh of relief before realizing something was off

"Where in the seven hells and heavens is my eye?" she snapped, her voice burning with anger. Mel shrugged, "The devil inside me, his name is Isogons Mel by the way, said it was such a lovely eye, and that he was going to keep it." Though he was doing what he saw as trying his best to calm the woman a little this did not help her anger. Before leaving the room the woman punched Mel in the face. Her parting words being, "You will hear from the police!" Isogons laughed and laughed as Mel made his way into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and already saw a black eye forming. His pale purple skin becoming a deeper violet around the eye. He groaned as Isogons finally stopped laughing.

"Yeah yeah, thanks Isogons. You are a real comedian. Now, what are we going to do when the police show up?", Mel started brushing his teeth as Isosgons replied, "Well it is her fault for sleeping with a devil-touched. I mean what I did is pretty malevolent compared to some. I mean you know there are a lot of us in prison for eating people right? Plus she can find an angel-touched, and get that cleared up. See we are giving the others something to do."

Mel stepped into the shower and turned on the water. The cold burst of water always caught him off guard, but it also helped him shower quicker. He quickly scrubbed his body, face, and deep grey pronghorns before stepping out, and towel drying real fast.

"So what are the plans for today?" Isogons asked, "Go to work, come home, jack off, and go to bed?"

"Nah today I think I am going to look for another job. I am getting tired of being a glorified babysitter." Mel said as he went into the bedroom and started getting dressed in his uniform. The patch on the shoulder reading Knight Systems Security, as well as an iron-on badge on the left chest of the polo-shirt did not seem to fill Mel with any form of pride or job satisfaction, but it was a job that paid.

"Why search though. You know that if they find out you are looking for other work they will fire you, and then you will be unemployed. Plus it is not like you can find anything better. You have no skills. You dropped out of college for crying out loud.", Isogons's voice becoming more a subtle whisper in his head now. Like the devil inside didn't want anyone else to hear him.

Mel let out a sigh as he left his room and stepped into the hall of his apartment, "You are probably right actually. I mean which is worse being stuck at a job I hate or being homeless?"

"And starving.", added Isogons.

"Speaking of starving, what should we cook for breakfast?", Mel pondered more to himself than anyone, though the demon still was able to know what he was thinking.

"Eh, it's too late to cook anything before work. We better just pick up some breakfast sandwich from somewhere while heading to work."

"You're right. I mean Maki's has those egg and cheese biscuit sandwiches ."

"Yeah. Those will fill us up."

"Still though I do have eggs in the fridge."

"Yeah, but again that is so much more work. Let's just pay the five bucks and go."

Mel gave into Isogons and stopped by Maki's to get some breakfast and get an energy drink at the gas station next door as well. He hungrily scarfed down his meal and chugged his energy drink while waiting for the bus. An eight-foot-tall woman with a halo behind her head scoffed as she looked at her phone while Mel threw away his garbage.

"Hey, hey that woman is scoffing at you. I bet that angel-touched thinks you are gross for all that. I bet the others waiting here think the same too.", Isogons whispered to Mel.

"Nah, she is looking at something on her phone. I mean why would she pay attention to me?", Mel thought to his inner demon.

"No no, she is just using that to hide her disgust in you. You were gross and dirty. I bet you have crumbs around your mouth. Did you throw away the napkins already? Quickly wipe your mouth."

Without any more arguing, Mel quickly tried to wipe his mouth with his hand and stood quietly waiting for the bus. The woman that had scoffed didn't even seem to notice he was there. As the city bus came the woman ducked down and stepped on. Followed by everyone else. Mel got on last and stood near the front. Years of being stuck with Isogons meant that it was muscle memory to be one of the last on and to make sure to be near the exit of anything he could. He has grown to sit with his back against the wall when at restaurants, and to quickly make sure to know where at least two exits from every building were. Isogons had constantly warned him about the dangers of the other races, even if nothing had happened to him yet he felt something bad could happen at any time.

As he got off the bus and walked to the charter bus station, making his way into the employee's only section, and going into the security office. Sitting inside was a pale slender man with a shaved head and five o'clock shadow. He looked up at Mel, "Jeez that is some shiner buddy. You have a fun weekend?"

"Haha, very funny Albert. No, Isogons just played a mean trick on a one night stand from last night.", Mel replied as he poured himself some coffee from the pot on the counter. He could smell that it was old and had probably been the last batch he had made the day before, but he didn't care. Pouring in a bunch of sugar and non-dairy creamer until it was almost a sandy tan, "Anything to report Albert?"

Albert shook his head as he grabbed a long coat, and started buttoning it up, "Nope been quiet all night," he then donned a large-brimmed leather hat, "I mean the worst I had last night was some idiot tried bringing an airsoft gun onto the bus. Kid Metaphorically shat himself when I pulled out my gun when I saw just the handle. Who puts a toy gun down their pants like an actual piece at a bus station? Hey, and spots uncovered?" Albert did a slow twirl for Mel to inspect him.

"Nah man you are all covered. Be careful about getting home. Don't want you getting burnt."

"Right I mean if he did then we would be stuck training some greenhorn guard to replace him.", chimed in Isogons

"Isogons said you look covered too.", Mel said with a smile.

"Tell Izzy I said have a nice day.", Albert said before heading out.

"You know he can hear you through me right?", laughed Mel as Albert exited while Isogons swore at him for being called Izzy in some language Mel did not understand.

Taking his seat at the desk Mel said out loud in a very condescending tone, "Just calm down. You know he means no harm. I mean you are the one who hasn't immolated him yet master of flame and scorched earth."

"Did you say something?', a soft and gentle voice said from outside the door. Mel's cheeks flushed as he recognized the voice instantly.