PILOT
*The story begins in an office, everything was dark and gloomy, but only one light was reflected in the corridor. It was the light coming from the conference room where three demons were sitting at the table. Suddenly, a short, fluffy black kitten with black horns, dressed in a lab coat and thin black glasses, entered the room*
VYXIE:Claw you’re late again.
*Claw sitting down at the table*
CLAW:Sorry boss, but who in their right mind organizes team meetings at such a late hour?
VYXIE:Stop it, the red moon hasn’t even come in yet.
*Vyxie walked around the room observing her employees*
ANGELA:Can I ask you something, boss?
VYXIE:Of course, Angie. What is your question?
ANGELA:What is this meeting for?
VYXIE:We have to attract customers somehow.
NYXEN:You want to attract clients to our office where we do nothing?
VYXIE:No, you idiot, I already told you I want to open my own murderous business.
NYXEN: *sarcastically*Why?
VYXIE:Because it’s popular in Hell.
*Angela sat a little uncomfortably in her seat, thinking that she would have to kill*
ANGELA: *scared*Should I kill innocent demons?
VYXIE:Nobody is an angel in Hell. Everyone has something behind their ears. And first of all, I want to earn something.
NYXEN: *sarcastically*Earn what? A kiss from me?
VYXIE:Earn you can get your ass kicked.
NYXEN:I am waiting...tonight in my quarters...
*Claw and Angela looked at Nyxen, raising an eyebrows*
VYXIE:Returning to the topic...how can we encourage the demons to give us orders to kill someone?
CLAW:There are many ways, advertisements, leaflets, billboards, magazines.
NYXEN:For the first time I agree with a smartass.
ANGELA:You don’t have to call him names, Nyxen.
NYXEN:Calm down, little angel.
*Vyxie stood in front of the table*
VYXIE:Okay, shut up and listen. Each of you will have one task.
ANGELA:Finally something interesting is happening.
*Vyxie began writing on the board with a marker*
VYXIE:Angela, you will make the drawings.
ANGELA: *smiling*Of course, boss.
VYXIE:Claw will come up with a text that will encourage others to order assassinations for us.
CLAW: *adjusting his glasses*It can be done.
VYXIE:And you, Nyxen, will be handing out leaflets.
NYXEN: *indignant*What?! Why do I have such a shitty assignment?!
VYXIE:Because that’s how I like it.
*Vyxie handed out Nyxen leaflets and smiled*
