Hell's Agent: Mr. Satan's English (Part 1)

Secret/valiant intelligence man agent, of the West (Mr. Satan), enters the underworld mountain of Ion and hopes to 'veil' the wicked siren Scarlet for treasure-aim (James Bond fanfiction).

An homage to the great character of James Bond. Happy Saturday-'26, all 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to the James Bond franchise/characters and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translations).

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Q: You've become an ideal Western-intelligence operative for ID-fun heroics now.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I've been a Slovak-Algerian Catholic-American recruit for God!

Q: Well, Mr. Satan (Agent-001), we do know this work of blood-gems is Hell's IQ.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I'm certain, sir-Q...that my expertise sends me to UK/IRA now.

Q: Satan, you're to double-visage as a rogue-profiteer and gems-racer for Ion, ok.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Baron Ion's no small-cat for world black market jellyfish fun.

Q: That's incomplete-truth, Agent-001, for he's employed a dark siren smuggler!

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I'm to use your nifty ice-gun invention to spice my masks-arts?

Q: Without fail/doubt, Agent-001...Facebook-like (Happy Halloween!).

Agent-001 (Mr. Amlan Satan) had to infiltrate the lair and empire of the ruthless bloody-gems baron (Ion) of infamous Western (Euro-American) tracks of 'rogue' finance operations gossip for better social/media eco-capitalism know but knew he'd have to evade the tempting/poisonous face of Ion's evil-siren mistress smugglers (Scarlet) to create a 'cool' underworld cyber-chat line for things of magazines and sports-linked diamonds-ads knit-know for Heaven (Facebook-like!).

SCARLET: You've been boasting/toasting your liquid nitrogen on my water-ship.

AGENT-001: Miss Scarlet, I don't give a damn about a cheerleader thinks of Hell!

SCARLET: You mean to make light of Baron Ion's Western empire of treasures, eh?

AGENT-001: I fear this toys-exchanges chat on-boat may lead to something weird!

SCARLET: My baron-lord's ordered me to determine your insurance-work, Satan.

AGENT-001: 'Satan' is a Slovak-surname, shared by my fave-hockey star, Scarlet!

SCARLET: Well, maybe you've brought your 'ice-gun' to cheer your Ion-liaison, sir.

AGENT-001: Maybe (I hope)...your water-ship kitchen-made stew is not poisoned.

SCARLET: Sure (Facebook-like).

Mr. Satan (Agent-001) reported to his HQ-weapons and training 'guru' (Mister-Q) that he'd have all the cues/clues at-hand to (ironically!) use Baron Ion's mistress-siren smuggler of gems ('Scarlet') to invade the bad baron's river-and-hills side (secret/invisible) lair to discover the blueprints of Hell made to heighten the Ion-co. evil-work of blood-gems smuggling 'prestige-hyperbole' with placed Super Bowl Halftime Show terrorism complementary to a diamond-ad theater (ironically!) prepaid by the bad-baron (himself). Agent-001 had to find these plans, evade the temptations cast by Scarlet, and intercept the American-football Halftime-hell the bad-baron had planned to enlarge a capitalism-vanity for things...cinema-like (damn).

TO BE CONTINUED...

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)