"So...you and your pack of miscreants plan on breaking us out of here, do you? Tell me...do you even know what it means to make a deal with a Demon? Or how to transport a mermaid, or a Wood Spirit? I won't even try to explain the angel. But if you are to succeed, you'll need my help...Captain." There was a pause. "I'm in the cage that's covered, at present. Do not act surprised that you can hear me. I would prefer this stay a private conversation."
The man had an instant of surprise flash across his face, but kept his composure rather well, Morgan thought. A few things ran through the man's mind that Morgan glanced over. He also appeared to be looking around, and stopped when his eyes fell on the covered cage. He also thought, clearly towards Morgan, "Well, there is not much else to do that I know of but listen, but I have a feeling there is a catch to all this, especially the 'Deal' part. Either way, I'll listen."
Morgan laughed, a deep, throaty growl. "You're a smart man. Though like most, you misunderstand demons and their deals. A catch? I suppose. Truth be told I want nothing more than out of this cage, and to tear out the throat of the man who imprisoned me and my kind, and send him to mine own realm, the ninth circle of Hell." There was another pause, and a low growl. "But so long as this cage is sealed, I'm stuck here. All I need is a crack. Do that, and I will help you free the others. All I ask is you crack the glass, and leave the museum's owner to me."
"I suppose you deserve to know my name. Most call me Morrigain, or Morgan, but my true name, as the Lord of the ninth circle, is Asmodeus. You may call me Morgan, if you wish, or even Demon, I know many that prefer that. I do not harm people needlessly, and any demon that I summon is under my control. I can gaurentee the saftey of you and your crew, as well as the saftey of the others in the cages, so long as you free me first."
An image of a red-eyed wolf of shadows and darkness flashed through the captian's mind before there was more speaking.
"What say you, Captian? Do we have an accord?"
James listened and considered the other possibilities. Analyzing the drawbacks and benefits, he realized there were risks in every possibility. What Morrgain was proposing was a gamble, and he never condoned a needless death, yet his need to liberate the supernatural beings from their torment outweighed all else.
In the end, he said, "All right, it's a plan and deal. I shall let the crew know to let you out first, tonight, when not many people are out and about in the building, aside from staff. I'll be the one to crack the glass. Once that is out of the way, and you do what you say you got to do, we can sneak out with the rest of the supernatural folk to the Blue Phoenix. Kage is an excpert with machinery. He can find a way to get the collars off once everyone is on board."
Morgan laughed once more. "Very well, then, Captain. I shall await your arrival. And I expect you to keep your end of the bargain." The end was laced with the scent of threat, so to speak, yet it was not malicious. Morgan withdrew his mind from the ship captain's, and sought out the other three. They wouldn't hear anything, as he wouldn't speak to them, but they would feel something slightly odd, like they were being watched. The demon withdrew into his own mind, relaying the information to his human half, who was slowly coming to.