"How far are the guns?", The Devil asked. He saw a rifle complete, but it's getting spray painted black. It was eighty centimeters in length, ten centimeters in height and three point five centimeters in depth. He wore a glove so he don't get the paint in his hands so he could test shoot. It shot a thousand, two hundred kilometers per hour, it was a bit to fast so he asked The Architect for a position in where he should shoot and not mess up. He saw you must kneel down both of your knees at two hundred and ninety degrees in clockwise rotation. He saw information on The P.A who he saw was one of The Creator's. The Devil smiled at the photo. She is someone who is giving her money to her parents because they're broke, She was sexually assaulted by the Neo-Nazi, She was a refugee with her family from a war with the Syrians and the Americans, Her dad sent them here, while he was killed by the soldiers. It was perfect, someone with emotional issues, someone who depends on people, someone who is too empathetic due to her trauma. He saw The Creator's mansion crowded with so many people praising him. He showed God and they kneeled to him to be his disciple. The Devil smiled to a challenge. It was time to test his weapon on a target. He went to a tree behind the crowd where no one could see him, he aimed at a fat, bald kid. He was wearing a vest and was walking to the crowd. Perfect way to be executed, with your family. He pulled a silencer on the rifle and aim. The kid was running to greet The Creator and there the target acquired. He pulled the trigger and the bullet was so strong, the pressure bend the skull. His eyes and his side of the head was bleeding. He was on the ground looking at the sky, while his parents were checking on him. The people saw the body, which they realized that the neighborhood is one of the deadliest neighborhood in the country. The crowd ran screaming and fearfully which The Devil was more happy for more targets. He was shooting so many people, he lost count. He saw The P.A looking terrified, while The Creator smiled and watched calmly. The Devil got in the mansion, hit The Creator with a tranquilizer dart. The P.A pointed a pistol looking scared, "Get away from me, you stay away!", she screamed. The Devil walked closer, dropping all of his weapons down and putting his hands up, "You saw your dad die, you saw war.", he said. The P.A looked at him and started going back, "How do you know about this?"
The Devil walking closer said, "You saw all the starving people in the camp." The P.A looked at him and accidentally drop the bullets. "And The Creator eats your money and play God alone.", The Devil said. He came closer and warmly grab her chest, while she couldn't do anything. "I can fix that, I can help your revenge.", The Devil said. He hugged her and there he stare at The Creator sleeping with the most evil smile knowing she's gullible. He gains a person who gives him information. His recruit had ended as he made the best fucking crew.
The Journalist.