[This is a side story that will cover the...lack of better words side characters.]
When Wendy entered her office and saw the stack of documents on her desk, she could only sigh. She could feel the headache coming on from all the work that she would need to do. From management to meetings to everything in between. Being CEO of a multibillion-dollar company wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. It was even worse since her boss was about as chaotic as you could get without being called insane or crazy.
Max had made deals with the high-ranking demon nobles. The company sold drugs, alcohol, and tobacco to literal demons. When Wendy learned about that she didn't know what to do. Thankfully the demon Cloverfield and the people at the hell law firm company helped her out. Which was saying something considering that when Wendy was younger people would tell her that 'angels' or 'God' would save her.
Wendy made her way to her desk and looked at the picture on it. It was a picture of her, her younger sister and the kids at New hope. Even though she liked to complain, Wendy and the other D-classes that came with her knew how truly lucky they were. Max was a decent boss, he didn't care what you did as long as it wasn't anything 'bad'. Hell the first few months as the CEO Wendy made some bad deals and lost the company a few million dollars.
During that time Wendy was sure that she was going to die. That Max was going to come down and kill her. Yet the only thing he said was "Yeah? It's just money. No one died and besides mistakes happen". That was it, that was the only thing he had said to her. He wasn't mad, upset or anything like that. It was small and stupid but Wendy decided right then and there that she would follow Max.
So, she learned from her mistakes and moved on trying and learning to be better. The Company went from just an entertainment toy company to something even more. In the year that Wendy was CEO the company expanded. Playtime Company had its hands in toy products, cartoons, movies, bathroom products, fashion, video games, biotech, and much more. Each person from the original group got to lead each department. Each one was willing to put in the work to make the company better. Not because pissing Max off was a scary thought, but because they felt the same way Wendy did. This company was a start of a new life for them. Most of the original group were people like Wendy. Put in the Foundation custody as D-class due to just plain bad luck. But here they could help their families, and other people like them. It was agreed upon by the group that they would try to make Playtime Co. the best that they could make it. That included donating to charity groups, helping build homes, and other humanitarian projects. The best part was that Max didn't give two shits what they did.
The company even have agreements with the UIU and other government officials to sell medical products that didn't threat the veil. Max called the medical products a failure and didn't care much about who bought them. When Wendy heard that she had to laugh at it. What Max called a 'failure' was worth about a few thousand dollars for each one of those items. The medical products that they sold healed most injuries and poisons. The only thing it didn't do was regrow limbs, but some of them did close wounds quickly.
There were other products that Playtime Co. sold to the government that Wendy had to keep track of.
When Wendy finally sat down on her chair, she looked around for her pet. When she heard a 'meow' from up top she knew where the thing had gone to.
"Jade get down from there, remember what happened last time?"
"Meow"
"I don't care get down."
With a depressed meow Jade made her way to Wendy`s lap and curled into a ball. Jade and the others were a sort of protection service animal. Only the original group, which was Wendy and the few D-classes that came with her had one. Each one of them had a 'pet' and an 'imp'. Max had given them to the group because he wanted them to have at least some protection in the supernatural world.
Each 'imp' was the classic demonic imp from most fantasy media. However they would do basic speech, live in their shadows, help with tasks and even do basic spells. Most of the time the group used them as messages or whatever else. The imps were incredible loyal to them and did whatever they told them to do.
The pets on the other hand were products that Max had given them. They were animals with two forms. The normal pet form and the 'combat' form as Max liked to call it. Each pet was strong enough to do some serious damage to most things. When Wendy first saw Jade she thought that she was a normal cat, until she saw that normal cat turn into a giant demonic looking lion. Needless to say that Wendy had feared Jade at first, but overtime got more and more attached to her.
All and all Wendy could say with confidence that this was a much better life, even with all the weirdness that happened ever now and again.
Wendy had a fantastic job, enjoyed working with her group, enjoyed the fact that her sister could study at the highest-level schools and that they would live in the best house money could buy. It felt like a fantasy dream sometimes.
Wendy spent the last few hours organizing paperwork, getting spreadsheets ready, checking and sending emails. Just another day, until she heard that voice.
"Mistress. You are wanted in the room."
"Thank you imp. Tell them that I will be there shortly."
"Yes"
With that the imp disappeared into the shadows. Wendy looked at the time and could only hope that this meeting wasn't going to take too long. She promised her sister and the kids that she would take them to Disney island. It was also an excuse for Wendy to see how Disney island worked and how to make something that would be even better.
Wendy walked out of her office, with Jade on her shoulders and smiled at her employees. When she walked down the hall people greeted her, and she greeted them back. There were a lot of spies from the UIU, GOC, and other groups that she knew of. Most wanted to know how the heck the company made their biotech products. When Wendy got into the room, she saw that the original group were already at their seats with either their pets on their shoulders or by their side.
All of them knew the kind of scary stuff that existed out in the world, and having a pet that could not only defend by kill most of those things. Needless to say, there were some among the group that never left their pet's side.
Wendy cough and start.
"I want to get this meeting official started for the records. First thing we need to talk about is budget. Mike if you would please."
An older African man, in his late 30s stood up and started speaking.
"Budget is looking good for this quarter; there were a few items that needed to be improved on. Some of the products didn't sell like we expected them to, and the entertainment side went a few million over budget.
"Hey! We had to buy both Sega and that company blizzard. It was the best deal we could get from them. Our analysts say that we should be expecting a huge return on this investment. Not only that but we will be releasing the Titan console system and games soon. Market told me that the hype for the Titan console is through the roof."
"Yes, thank you Amber. As I was saying this quarter is still within most of our expection."
"Good thanks Mike..Amber you too. Next on the list how are the bio-products coming along John?"
"Fantastic, the deal we made with the Foundation, GOC, and the UIU is still going strong. We even bought the Biotechnology part of the Prometheus Lab. I don't know why, but they sold it to us for next to nothing. Honestly if this keeps up we might actually start a monopoly on the biotech field."
Wendy and the group continued the meeting. It went on for some time. They talked about each of their respective branches, what they needed, how they could improve and other such items.
"With that. The only thing that we need to discuss is two items. One, what does the UIU and Three Portlands want from us so that we can start opening up our stores in there?"
"UIU wants better deals on our bio-gel and other products. They also want us to give them something similar to the imps and pets we have. As for Three Portlands they are asking for a few things. Taxes, and agreement to a not make a monopoly."
"Ask the UIU if we can agree to better deals only. I don't want to ask Max for more pets or imps. As for Three Portlands that shouldn't be a problem."
Wendy looked at the group and decided to end the meeting today.
"Alright everyone good work today. See you all next quarter."
With that the group started to make their way out of the room. Wendy was the last to leave as she was organizing the paperwork together about what they talked about. She was about to leave when one of the front desk clerks called for her.
"Miss Morales"
"Yes miss Hale? What is it."
"There are two FBI agent wanting to talk to you. I told them that you were busy, but they said that they would wait for you."
"Thank you, Miss Hale. You can bring her in. No pointing going into my office for a meeting when we can do one in here."
Miss Hale nodded before leaving. Wendy looked at the clock and realized that she was probably not going to be able to hang out with her younger sister today. She made a call to have someone pick her up. Wendy knew that she was going to be mad about this, usually Wendy was able to make it home on time. But, with the meeting and now this crap with the FBI.
Wendy looked at the woman who came into the room, she was followed by another woman with red hair.
"How can I help the UIU? If this is about the deal-"
"Are you aware of any…disappearance that have happened lately? Cause by what would only be described as animal attacks."
"No, I am not aware Why?"
"Marcus this is stupid…look Miss Morales do you know anyone or any other company that might have tried to recreate any of your….hmm how to say your Pets?"
"Not that I am aware of. To be honest with you I doubt anyone could recreate any of our pets. Why do you ask?"
"There have been multiple missing peoples report and in increase in animal attacks. Our investigation has shown a cross of animal DNA and human DNA. We were hoping that your company could help in our investigation."
"I am not sure how our company can help you. But we will most certainly try. What do you need?"