The Edge of Evil

What happens in Vegas, slays in Vegas.
With a show to produce and my career as an actress on the line, I really don't have time to die-especially violently. However, while that might not be on my agenda, it seems to be on other's.
Awesome.
Instead of acting in my latest endeavor, I'm playing the real-life role of Reluctant Demon Who Has To Save The World-or at the very least, the hot hero.
Fine. I'm always up for a plot twist or a re-write.
Scene One- Save Abaddon from the evil clutches of the hideous Pandora.
Scene Two - Don't die.
Scene Three - Avoid Pandora like the plague. I understand she has an evil box...
Scene Four - Do not die.
Scene Five - Possibly meet my mom, the woman who abandoned me as a baby.
Scene Six - Do Not Freaking Die.
Scene Seven - Go back to my non-deadly life and win a damn Emmy for Ass The World Turns.
Even though I'm living on the edge of evil, half insanity, half upheaval, I'm a pro and the show must go on.
As the saying goes, a bad dress rehearsal means I don't get dismembered on opening night. Or something like that.
It's showtime, folks.