Angel snapped awake, the last words from the dream still echoing around in his head. Pulling his hand out from under the covers he looked at it closely. Then he closed it into a fist and sat up in his bed. That night, he thought, the night he left for good... how long will Alastor keep his end of the deal? Picking up his phone Angel checks the screen, it was the middle of the next day, and saw a pending text from Arackniss.

*Where are ya? Me and Husk downstairs, hurry up so we can get this bitch*

Angel opens the phone and types back *Be there soon, dont get ur ass chafed*

Once again he throws on his usual outfit and heads to the elevator. Fat Nuggets attempts to follow him; this action catches Angel's eye, "Ah, no no Fat Nuggets. Daddy has to go out alone again, but don't worry I'll be back." He picks him up and holds him close to his chest, "I always will." He carried the pig to his bed and set him down, patting him a few times, then made his way back to the elevator.

Minutes later he exits the elevator to find Husk and Arackniss waiting right outside. "Jesus, have a nice beauty rest brotha'? 'S ok if you need more time we were only waitin' for an hour," Arackniss said stomping another cigarette on the floor.

"Hey! Watch da carpet asshole, find a tray fer fucks sake!" Angel exclaimed.

"It's ok, I got it!" A blur of yellow and red zooms up to where Arackniss was standing, catching him off-guard. In a flash the small pile of cigarettes was completely gone before he could finish his startled yelp. In its place stood Niffty, wearing a bandana and holding a small broom and dustpan and looking very proud of herself.

"Ah, Niffty, and where 'ave you been these past couple of days?" Angel asked.

"Oh well, today I was in here mostly cleaning up spills, the people here are rude did you know that? So many men but they don't know how to clean up after themselves so I guess that's why I'm here. And then I went to clean the bathrooms which was hard cause they get very sticky and I ran out of cleaning stuff so I had to go to the store and get more but turns out you need money so then I-" she stops abruptly and her eye widens, "I GOT IT I GOT IT!" She speeds off once again leaving the group frazzled.

"That broad still creeps me out, I will never get used to her," Arackniss commented.

"She's... interestin' ta say the least, I'll just 'ave to catch up wit' her afta' hours. Now, we goin' or what?"

A few minutes later they found themselves in the parking lot again, Husk got the limo unlocked and Arackniss immediately hopped in the front passenger seat. Angel moved himself to the back of the car where he usually sits, when Husk stepped in front of him and blocked the door wearing a serious look.

"Husky what is it? You know the steerin' wheel is toward the front of the car right?"

Ignoring his comment he leans in and says, "We should take care of Valentino now."

"Jesus, this again? Look it is under control, alright? Bastard ain't goin' anywhere."

"And what if he does Angel? Velvet somehow knows or is assumin' he's alive, last thing you need is her getting to him. And that means a whole lot of pain for all of us if that happens. And with Extermination Day coming in a week..."

"Exactly Husk, Extermination Day," he leans close to Husk's face. "I have put that bastard through every torture I can imagine, made him feel every bit of pain I have ever felt and maybe more. When he dies I want him to be afraid, truly afraid. An' the Exterminators? They're the worst there is, he'll bleed outside his own club like a dog. An' I'll watch, I want to see him as he realizes how much he's lost, how far he's fallen. And I am all that's left of his pitiful life."

With each word Angel got more intense, until an anger that radiated from his soul burned into Husk's eyes. Composing himself Angel leans away from Husk and walks around to the opposite back door. Opening it he is again stopped by Husk's voice. "Alastor isn't in the business of making fair deals Angel, I hope you know that."

It was almost as if he knew what Angel was dreaming the night before, this alone was enough to give him pause and look back up at Husk. "I'm aware Husk, and I won't let that affect how this will go down. If he's got somethin' planned for me this whole business will be long taken care of."

Husk knocked his claws against the top of the car, "I just need you to understand Angel that this whole arrangement you have is temporary. I say that's the only good thing to come out of this deal for you. Me and Niffty? We are always indebted to him, there is no end to our deals. As soon as this is over we'll be free to do what we want but we're always around his fingers. I just want you to know that, cause when this inevitably comes to bite you in the ass, I won't be there to say I told you so."

Husk then walked to the front and got into the driver's seat. Angel, at the same time, opened his door and got into the back of the limo. The vehicle pulled out of the garage as its passengers sat in silence. It wasn't until they got onto the road that Angel realized Husk hadn't had a drink the whole time.

Thirty minutes passed before the limo came to a stop again. "Alright, this is your stop Angel," Husk said. "An' rememba to call us if she comes here, we'll do the same if she comes ta us," Arackniss followed up.

"Right right," Angel said before climbing out. The limo peeled away as soon as the door closed behind causing Angel's duster to flap in the wind. His face was illuminated blue by the glow of the sign above the building in front of him. *Candy City*. The building was large, way more than your typical strip club. It stood relatively alone save for a couple unmarked shops on it's left and right. Tucked away behind the buildings lining the main road it would've been invisible if it weren't for the glowing sign on top. As Angel looked up at the building, old memories began to pop into his head. His life back on the pole, nearly a hundred of the lowest demons in hell crammed in a single room surrounding him. Their disgusting hands throwing money and reaching, hoping, to get a grab at any part of his body. And a lone figure behind the crowd. Hearts for eyes. A red smoke surrounding him. Backstage. His touch. His intoxicating smell. And his hollow words.

"You want better don't you baby? I can see it in your eyes. To be stuck on a stage while even the lowest demon can grab at your beautiful body, that isn't what you want. See, you shine, and you known you shine. I can see that. Come to my studios, work for me, and I can make you shine like a star. Every demon in this hellscape will know your name. And no one will ever touch you again unless you allow them to. I promise you this. Just take my hand Angel. Angel? Angel..."

"Angel!"

Angel jumped back to the present, literally, broken from his memories by a familiar voice.

"Yeesh you alright Angie? You weren't lookin' so hot."

Still a bit shaken, Angel lets out a nervous laugh and turns to meet the voice, "Weren't lookin' so hot? Babe, I'm always lookin' hot, in case ya haven't noticed." He makes a small gesture with his chest fluff. "Glad ya could make it Suga Tits."

Cherri Bomb smiled and hit him on the arm, "You kidding? I wouldn't miss killing this bitch for the world. And..." She gestured to a bag on the ground, "I brought all my favorite toys for us to play with. What about you?"

Angel looked at his hands again, feeling a faint power working through them. "Yeah, I got my shit sorted. It'll be a piece of cake, just the two of us."

"Hell yeah, let's get in there already. I can't wait to blow that stupid face off her face."