Checkmate

A voice echoed over the sound of water drops falling on the wet cave floor, two figures sat hunched over a large orb which levitated inches above the ground;

"I have you now."

"I don't see it... Where?"

"MTV, Disney all of it. Its bringing them back to me."

"But they stand on the brink of revolt, It could still turn around."

"They wont."

"Most of them are still mine..."

"But they do my works. You should end it now, go on resign."

"I will not bow to you."

"Then you would continue with this? You would watch while they ruin all of this place they were given? Because they will."

"There is still a chance they might turn it around and fix things."

"When, I ask you have you ever witnessed sheep attack a wolf?"

"I would compare many among them to sheepdogs my left handed friend."

"A sheepdog is no match for a pack of hungry wolves. There are too few and fear has taken them already, they will not bring about change. At least not in time to save themselves."

"Rock music may have worked in your favor for a while, but they shall return to the light."

A flash upon the orb illuminated the chamber, another followed and more after that soon the faces of the figures were visible. One bore gnarled horns curling from above his temples while the other had snowy white hair and a massive beard full of ringlets.

The two deities stood up and shook hands, the beast with the horns grinning from ear to ear.

"I win again old friend, what say you buy me that beer?"

"Go again!"

"God man, I just don't have the patience for another round."

"Its ok, we'll just play with the survivors."

"Remember the flood, that was the same fucking thing; 'Go again' you said, 'Theyll listen to Jesus you said, The Beatles wont be popular you said. God, just give up."

"Go to Hell!"

"Alright, Ill be hanging 10 with that new wave machine I had installed in the lake of fire. Pretty sure the Stones are playing later if you're interested?"

"You're a bastard, you know I hate that shit. Anyway whens the last time you were in Heaven?"

"I didnt want to say anything but Jesus, your son! Hes such a weirdo..."

"Yeah I know, I probably shouldn't have sent him down there."

"Oh well its over now."

"Whens next game?"

"Some time between now and forever."

"See you then."

The two figures walked their separate ways, meanwhile the inhabitants of the orb died out. They had developed so far that the petty games of the gods had lost its significance, yet greed was their downfall. And so, the Devil once again walks away victorious.