AN: Blitzo finally is awake as everyone comes together for him.

Note: Since Stolas' wife name has been officially named as "Stella", I have gone back and changed the name I gave her "Selena" to this name as I said I would when we finally got her name.

Disclaimer: I do not own Helluva Boss or Hazbin Hotel

Warning: This fanfic contains violence, abuse, cursing, sexual implications both consensual and forced, nudity, and more

Loona could remember the year she had Kennel Cough as one of the worst years of her life. She almost died if it wasn't for the fact that her father took care of her by never leaving her side. Now, years later, here she was staring at his peaceful expression while he was hooked up to so many wires and IV's that he looked like a pincushion. Judas General Hospital was giving him the best treatment possible. They had fixed most of his wounds save for some that were still taking their time to heal and gave him some magical stuff to get his demonic regeneration ability on overdrive. His horns were back to their healthy self and his tail regrown after getting the proper nutrients. Blitzo still had scars all over his body, but knowing her dad, he would say it made him look sexier.

"Heh, you're probably going to try to advertise it for the company, I bet," Loona said to his sleeping as she leaned in closer. It had been two weeks since they had rescued him, and he still hadn't woken up. According to the doctor, it was a combination of their own medical drugs to help his body heal faster and his mind forcing it so he could recover from the trauma he suffered.

Her father would occasionally twitch or mutter something in his sleep. Names such as her own or strangers she never met before. The one most talked about was someone named 'Zella,' who didn't ring any bells in Loona's mind.

"What are you dreaming about, Dad?" Loona wondered as she touched his arm. "I just wish I could comfort you like you comforted me."

If it was her in that bed, Blitzo would be singing her lullabies and telling stories to her. He'd put his favorite horse plushies in her arms for her to hold while praying she would be okay and healthy. He did that every time she was sick. Despite being an adult, he treated her like a child. But deep down, Loona knew he did it because he cared about her.

Sadly for Blitzo, Loona couldn't sing if her life depended on it, but she did manage to get some of his favorite horse plushies to help him cuddle with. It was challenging to bring them from Imp City to St. Judas City, where the hospital was since the two cities were hours apart. Yet if her father went the extra mile for her, Loona would do the same for him.

It was only now, looking at her injured and weak father, that Loona realized just how much she had taken it all for granted. Blitzo could have let her die off in the woods, but instead, he took her in and raised her as his own. He showed her love, care, and affection with no other goal than to give her the best as a family should. When she learned what her pack did to her, she changed that day. Distrusting all and showing an attitude that stemmed from her anger and heartbreak, directing it at the world that hated her and even aimed it at the one person she shouldn't have aimed it at.

Watching her father day by day for the past two weeks had given Loona a lot of time to reflect on the past few years. Years when she had been an utter bitch to everyone, including her father. And for what? Because some assholes that never raised her called her weak and pathetic without even knowing her? She'd taken worse insults from bullies in the fourth grade, for crying out loud!

"I promise, Dad," Loona whispered as she leaned down and kissed his forehead. "I promise I'll be a better daughter. Just...just please wake up..."

Be it by luck or miracle, Loona soon heard a voice cry out her name in a weak and scared tone.

"Loony?"

For two weeks, Moxxie had taken the reins as temporary head of I.M.P. and, if he was allowed to gloat, he was proud of his time as temporary boss of the company. They were actually making a profit and were going after targets that really deserved it instead of whoever was unfortunate enough to end up as a hit. Still, Moxxie was ready to give it up the moment Blitzo finally woke up and returned from his semi-coma. Much as Moxxie liked being a boss, Blitzo seemed to lighten the place up and made work actually enjoyable instead of just a borefest. Honestly, he was starting to even miss the times Blitzo would just randomly play music and declare a dance hour for everyone.

Moxxie watched as the portal to the human world opened up, and out came Millie and Grimbeak, who Stolas allowed to work as a temporary employee, with their blades decorated bright red and a sack over their shoulders each. "Wow, who knew you could drain so much blood from a human and keep them alive for hours?" Millie said in amazement.

"It's one of the perks you learn with years of experience," Grimbeak said with a smirk. "I must say, this may be a temporary position, but I've had more fun and exercise than I have in the past twenty years under Prince Stolas."

"Careful saying that, or our boss might try to steal you away," Millie joked before walking over to her husband. "That Yakuza Boss and his minions are dead, Hon. Hopefully, that Oni Demon will be pleased."

"He promised additional payment for every head of his enemy's gang we brought him," Moxxie pointed out. "Did you-" His response was a bunch of decapitated Japanese heads dropped from the sacks and onto the floor in a bloody mess.

"We had more, but we ran out of room," Millie said with a smile.

"I think this will be more than enough for a large bonus," Moxxie said, sighing as he quickly sent an email to let the client know the hit had been successful. "I think we can close up early and head to the hospital to check on Loona and Blitzo. It's a long drive, after all."

"I better go and report to Prince Stolas. Farewell for now," Grimbeak said before disappearing like a shadow.

"One of these days, I gotta ask him how to do that," Millie wondered as she started picking up the heads.

Moxxie smirked before the phone started ringing, and he answered it. "Immediate Murder Professionals. Moxxie speaking."

"Moxxie! It's Loona! Dad's awake!"

Stolas calmly poured his tea into his guest's cup while doing his best to remain as stoic as possible. After all, it wasn't every day that Lucifer himself greeted you and asked to come over for tea. The Emperor-King of Hell drank the jasmine with a loud sip before biting into one of his many apples. How the former favorite angel of God had so many was a mystery for the ages, but it was the least worrisome question on Stolas' mind right now.

"I must say, Stolas," Lucifer said as he chewed on his fruit before taking a bit more tea. "A gas leak was really the best you could come up with?"

"I was short on time. Besides, it was better than saying a small army of guards broke in and committed multiple degrees of murder to save your lover," Stolas admitted with a heavy sigh. There was no point in lying to the Morning Star when he outright stated he knew what you had done and why. In all honesty, he should have expected this. Lucifer wasn't the Emperor-King for nothing and kept as many tabs as possible on his most powerful subjects. Especially when many of those said would like to dethrone him personally.

"Yes, luckily most either suspect but didn't have enough proof or didn't care when the news hit," Lucifer said with his usual big toothy smile. "Honestly, the clues were all there, but most of our fellow higher-ups don't pay attention to what goes on in Imp City. When rumors of the city's most established assassination company's boss goes missing for eleven days, followed by the deaths of two Goetia demons related to you, by a gas leak no less, as well as the divorce of your wife? Combine all that with the fact that said assassin boss is currently in one of Hell's best hospitals with your money providing the service? Not hard to put most of it together, really."

"And what are you going to do about it?" Stolas asked, gripping his teacup. Already he had Reginald prepare Octavia for escape along with the means to get Blitzo and his family out of Hell and into one of his safe houses in the human world. He could hold off Lucifer for maybe an hour or two at best, which should be enough time.

"Nothing."

Stolas nearly popped his eyes out. "Nothing?"

"Did I stutter? I'm going to do nothing," Lucifer answered with a smirk. "Honestly, Stolas, you didn't think I knew that I.M.P was using the Grimoire of Worlds to teleport to the human world to make their kills? The only thing I'm upset about is that I didn't think of the idea myself. There were plenty of humans I would have liked to have eliminated over the years that ruined my plans for corrupting mankind. Of course, anything of a higher power than an imp would surely get Heaven's attention, but I suppose even the weakest of us have our advantages." His grin then faded, and his eyes narrowed. "Besides, if what you told me about what Natasha and her kin were trying to do, then I suppose killing them was the best option."

"Only, we didn't kill Natasha," Stolas grumbled. "Someone else did."

And in a very bloody manner too. By the time Stolas' shadow guards found her, she had been given one of the worst deaths he had ever seen. Every vein in her body exploded, and her heart was turned dark black with her blood smoking with pus. The autopsy showed that some kind of foul magic had taken her life energy, turned into living entropy, and used it to explore her from the inside. Stolas had never felt such a sinister power before in his entire life, but needless to say, it worried him.

"Ah yes, perhaps it was this mysterious cloaked figure your ex-wife spoke about," Lucifer suggested before taking another sip of tea. "Much as I am forced to allow the Executions by Heaven, I am not a monster. Genocide of my subjects, even the lower ones, is something I will not let happen. So consider me your ally in finding this individual as well."

"...I see," Stolas whispered as he set his teacup down. "So what's the catch?"

"The catch, my dear Stolas, is that should I need someone eliminated, I wish the I.M.P. to use their services to me," Lucifer whispered with a small golden glow in his demonic eyes.

"You want them to eliminate humans for you too?" Stolas asked, eyebrows raised.

"No, I want them to eliminate demons," Lucifer said with a small smirk. "Of course, I want them to eliminate humans for me. I have none that I need to be killed at the moment, but should I require them in the future, I wish to use them. Imps are so underpowered that they can get by heaven's gaze without alerting the angels of demonic presence on earth. Yet it seems that the training your lover and his friends have put themselves through has made them more powerful than they appear. I actually find myself interested in this Blitzo, and not in that way before you start getting your jealous feathers ruffled. I can think of a few advantages to using such a group for my own purposes."

Lucifer then finished his tea before standing up with a smirk. "Well, I best be going. I do hope your boyfriend does come around soon. I'd hate seeing my friends depressed." Summoning his hat to his hand, the Morning Star nodded his head. "Farewell."

Stolas bowed to his King and watched as his guards escorted him out of the room. He waited until he felt the King of Hell leave the premises of his palace before sighing in relief and landing on his chair with a heavy thud. "Damnit, I'm bloody fucking lucky."

That was an understatement. Lucifer had been more amused than anything about all that happened instead of angry. If there was one thing Stolas could say about the fallen angel, he had a weird sense of humor. Rubbing his forehead, Stolas wondered if the Emperor-King knew of his plan to possibly cure Blitzo of the future struggles he would face thanks to the Nightmare Parasite.

No, if he had known about that idea, Stolas would be dead for sure.

"At least Blitzo will be happy knowing that the King himself wishes to use his services one day," Stolas grumbled before getting up.

Suddenly, Reginald burst into the room and shouted, "Sir! Blitzo's awake and-"

Reginald didn't get a chance to finish as Stolas quickly summoned his cloak and was already out via portal.

It had been two weeks since Stella had been kicked out of her house and banned from returning under penalty of death. One week since her mother and brother's funeral that she attended along with a few of her mother's associates. Five days since she got the official notice that she was single again.

Putting another scoop of double brownie chunk ice cream in her mouth, Stella felt her tears continue to drop while her heart ached with pain. Never in her life had she felt so lonely then now. The servants barely spoke to her, and she could feel their judging eyes on her whenever she entered a new room. Stolas had been right about them following her. She didn't even have privacy in her old childhood home save for the bathroom and bedroom. Even then, she was sure they were watching her somehow.

Some of her old friends tried to contact her, a few nobles tried asking her out now that she was single again, but she turned them away. Stella didn't want them or their false friendships. She just wanted her husband and daughter back. Stella didn't care anymore if Stolas and Blizo were in love; the divorced owl would accept him no matter what if it meant having her life back. A part of Stella wondered if she should go to the hospital and apologize to him when he finally woke up, but she turned that thought away. None of those she hurt would ever allow her to see them. They'd kill her first.

She thought back to what Reginald had told her. That she needed to find her own redemption to herself before she attempted to redeem herself in the eyes of those she lost. The problem was Stella didn't know how to do that.

Looking at the TV, she watched as her soap opera ended and turned to a commercial. There she saw another advertisement for that Hazbin Hotel establishment that Lucifer's daughter was doing to help get Demons into Heaven. She was going to change the channel, but paused when the lyrics of the commercial. It rang in her head like a church bell as a thought came to her head.

Stella knew that she couldn't fix her problems without changing who she was and what she believed in. Yet, was it possible that she could have a second chance if she tried it at the hotel? It was open to everyone, but then again, what would everyone think if she went there for help. Still, Charlie was a kind soul from the few times Stella got to know her. The problem was the other demon that was living there...Alastor.

Every feather on Stella's body shivered upon thinking about the Radio Demon. That...thing was an enigma that the likes of which not even the highest of Hell's circle could figure out. He had taken out so many terrible and long-lived demons in such a short time that rumors were around he wasn't a demon at all, but something else.

Still, was it worth it just to have a second chance? When the commercial ended, Stella looked at the TV and then at her ice cream. For a long time, she thought about what Charlie had said on the TV and wondered for nearly an hour in silence before her mind was made up.

Stella got up with a deep sigh and walked over to the phone nearby before dialing the correct number. She waited for someone to pick up until she heard someone pick up. "...I said I have it, Toots! Calm your tits! Ugh, seriously, is a certain one-eyed bitch having that time of the month? Anyway, Hazbin Hotel. What's up?"

For a moment, Stella hesitated before she answered, "My name is Lady Stella, and I wish to book a room at Hazbin Hotel."

"Really? For what?"

Closing her eyes, she whispered one word.

"Redemption."

Moxxie and Millie were about to rush out for the van when Stolas arrived to take them to the hospital via a portal. The three had hurried towards the room Blitzo was staying in before opening the door. Millie felt herself nearly cry tears of joy upon seeing her boss, eyes open, looking at them with a small smile. "Hey, gang. How are things?"

"Oh, Blitzy!" Stolas cried as he rushed over to the imp and hugged him. The prince was shedding tears on his shoulder while apologizing over and over again. "I'm so sorry for what my wife and her family put you through! I promise I'll make it up! I'm just so glad you're awake now!"

"Yeah, Boss," Moxxie said, smiling as he walked up to the bed with Millie by his side. "You really scared us for sure this time. Letting yourself get kidnapped and all..."

"Yeah, sorry about that..." Blitzo muttered, turning away. Millie raised an eyebrow and turned to her husband, who was a bit confused as well. She had been expecting some kind of sarcastic response or two, but maybe her boss was still recovering.

Loona, smiling, patted her Dad on the back. "Hey, it's okay. What matters is that you're back, Dad."

"...yeah," Blitzo whispered with a sad smile. There was a tone of despair in his voice, which was starting to ring some warning bells in Millie's head. She didn't appear to be the only one as the rest of the group began looking at each other in awkward silence. Meanwhile, Blitzo just sat there as still as can be while looking almost...dead-eyed.

Millie, starting to get a sense of something not right, decided to say, "You know, Boss. Moxxie here has been taking a pretty good liking to your spot as temporary head of the company. Why, if you don't recover fast enough, he might just steal it from you."

"Well, Moxxie has always been better at that kind of stuff. Hell, he's smarter than me," Blitzo admitted with a shrug. Millie could practically hear her husband's jaw drop. "Maybe he should be running it instead? I always just screw things up."

"Okay, time out!" Moxxie said, holding his hands up in the air. "Sir, what is wrong with you? You don't act like this?"

"Y-yeah is everything okay, Blitzo?" Millie asked nervously.

For a long time, Blitzo just stared at his hands without out saying anything. Then, out of nowhere, a harsh laugh escaped from his throat. "No...I'm alive."

"W-well, yes but-"

"No, Millie," Blitzo grumbled as his eyes began to mist. "I'm alive. That's the problem! I SHOULDN'T BE ALIVE!"

Blitzo smashed his fist into the wall with a scream of frustration and sorrow as he threw all the wires and IV's off him before burying his head into his hands. The four watched in utter stunned silence as Blitzo, of all imps, started bawling into his hands like a baby. Millie had never seen her boss do this, but here he was, crying his eyes out and looking so weak and pathetic that her mind couldn't process that this was really Blitzo.

"B-Blitzo..." Moxxie stuttered, trying to step forward and touch his boss, but Blitzo just pushed him away.

"Get away from me! All of you just get away!" Blitzo screamed as he fell to the floor and crawled to the nearest corner. He huddled himself into a ball and continued to sob. "Leave me...you just leave me...it's better for you all..."

"But...sir...I...you..." Moxxie tried to say something, but words failed him. Even Millie couldn't find the right things to say as she saw what was happening before her. She turned to Loona and Stolas only to find them heartbroken by what was going on as well.

"I'm a monster!" Blitzo shouted, shaking his head. "I'm nothing but a fraud! A loser who just keeps ruining everyone's life because of his selfish actions! None of you should be around me! Just leave me alone!"

"Sir, you can't mean that!" Millie shouted. "Y-you're more than just a boss, Blitzo! You're our friend!"

"R-Really?" Blitzo asked with a harsh laugh before glaring at Millie. "What kind of a friend constantly hurts his employees and treats them like shit? I hired you two and did nothing but mistreat you with every turn!"

"Sir, I admit that you have faults as a boss, but really-" Moxxie stated, but he was then interrupted by Blitzo.

"Faults?! I'm a selfish sex-craved maniac who always makes a fool of himself like some jester looking for an audience! And even when I have people around me, I make their lives miserable! Look at how I've treated you, Moxxie!" Blitzo shouted as he pointed to the stunned imp. "Every day, since we met, I have made your life a living hell! I've treated you like shit! Putting you down and mocking you and your wife! All while I force you to work for me, dragging you two along with my stupid shenanigans, because I know that the two of you would be out on the street without this job!"

"S-sir," Moxxie tried to say something, but Blitzo cut him off.

"Don't you dare say otherwise, Moxxie! Because you're right about me! I'm a sad immature imp who can't accept the fact that I'm jealous that you two have what I never had! What I lost because of my own actions!" Blitzo screamed so loud it nearly echoed across the hall. "And a great boss, huh? How many times have I nearly ruined our company because of my decisions and mistakes?! Times we almost died or nearly filed for bankruptcy because I don't know shit about business! Not to mention all the killing we've done on innocent people!" He started clawing at his own ears. "I can still hear them...the women, the children, all those who did nothing wrong but become a target for someone in Hell! I ended their lives, and they scream at me: Why?! Why did I do it?! BECAUSE OF FUCKING MONEY!"

He took a deep breath and slowly lowered his head. Millie felt tears run down her eyes as she turned towards Moxxie, who was turning around to hide his own. Millie hated to admit it, but there was some truth to her boss's words. But it wasn't as bad as this...was it?

"Blitzy, please," Stolas whispered, stepping forward, trying to kneel before him. "I...I know that you are going through a lot and the Nightmare Parasite did some...terrible things to you. But you don't need to put yourself down like this. You're important to us. Important to me."

"...Stolas. Stop."

The owl prince blinked as Blitzo looked up at him with lifeless eyes. "Stop trying to make me fall for you. Better yet, stop trying to fall for me. It's not going to end well. Everyone I have ever loved or has ever loved me always suffers because of it. This entire incident was my fault. If I didn't grab that stupid book, none of this would have happened. None of you would have been at risk. Your wife would still be married to you. We all would have been better off if I never started that stupid company or met any of you."

"Blitzy, you can't mean that," Stolas said, holding his talons to his chest with a soft smile. "Ever since I met you, my life has been happy. You've shown me things I never dreamed of and helped me know feelings I've never felt before. I...I care a great deal about you, Blitzo."

"...do you know what happened to the last person I cared about like you, Stolas?" Blitzo muttered before looking him in the eye. The four of them saw something break inside the imp before them as his voice tethered into a sense of despair that spoke of nothing but pain and regret. "She died. She died because of me. It's the same thing every time. I get close to people, and they die. I try to make something better, and I fail. I even once had the greatest thing going for me, and I ruined it! You want to know why?! Because I'm a curse! Killing people is all I've ever done since I was born! I killed my mother with my birth! My father and my sisters all died because I was weak! And Zella! ZELLA! I KILLED MY OWN WIFE!"

"W-wife?" Stolas asked with wide eyes. "Y-You're married?"

Millie and Moxxie also gasped upon hearing this. They turned to Loona only to see her just as shocked. Stolas looked almost heartbroken upon hearing this and Millie couldn't blame him. Up to now, she assumed that Blitzo had never really been serious in a relationship until he started this thing with the prince. But hearing Blitzo speak about this...'wife' of his made Millie wonder who in the nine circles of Hell married her boss? And why hadn't he mentioned her until now?

They all knew his family died, even if the details were sketchy, but he still held memorabilia of them in his office. Mostly old posters advertising his family's activities in the circus. But not once had Millie ever seen anything hinting that Blitzo was married in the past. Not even a ring around his finger.

"Married?" Blitzo muttered before sobbing into his arms. "I was once married to someone who I thought was a real angel...and then I lost her...I lost everything...I killed her...just like I killed my family...if you don't leave me alone, you'll die too. I don't know how or why, but you'll die! Moxxie and Millie too! And Loona...Loona..."

He slowly turned to his daughter, who just stood there staring at him. Slowly she walked forward until she was inches away from Blitzo, who gave her a sad smile before turning away in shame.

"...I'm sorry I was never a good fath-"

SLAP!

Loona's blow echoed across the room as everyone just stared at her. Blitzo stopped his crying as he touched the cheek that his daughter slapped him on. Growling, Loona slowly picked up Blitzo and held him in her paws while glaring down at him.

"Dad, I'm going to say this just once to you. So you better fucking listen well," Loona said, softly and yet with such anger in that low tone that it drove a chill down everyone's spine. "Every day, hour, and a minute since we first met all those years ago, I have always thought of you as my father. You saved me from dying after my real family left me to die because they deemed me weak. You gave me a home, food, and education while treasuring me not as a pet or a toy like some would, but as a genuine part of your family. Not once, in all these years, have I ever stopped appreciating everything you did nor ever once consider you anything but my dad. A terrible father? No, you are now, and always will be, my only father."

"L-Loona..."

"I'm not saying you're perfect. Fuck, I haven't been daughter of the year myself, but for all the shit we go through, we've always stuck together," Loona whispered, holding her father's damaged hands. "You were the one who was there for me when I nearly died of sickness. You never once stopped helping me learn or protecting me when I needed it. You worked day and night just to make our lives as livable as possible. Maybe it wasn't perfect, but I wouldn't trade those memories for anything. So you've done bad things, we all have. This is fucking Hell, for Christ's sake! All of us have done terrible things or screwed up!"

"But I've...you don't know...what I've done and..." Blitzo muttered, trying to say something, but Loona put a finger to his lips.

"I don't care what you did in the past. I care about what you did for me," Loona said firmly. "You are the most important person in my life, Dad. Nobody else comes close. And you are important to everyone here." She turned to Moxxie and Millie. "Moxxie has come through and proved himself to lead us into finding a way to save you. He didn't abandon you or even leave you for dead. His first and only priority was for us to work together to save you. He even took a bullet in our efforts and nearly died. Millie has been supporting us all the way. She and I have spilled blood just to free you from those assholes. We risked our lives to save you. Does that sound like people who hate you?"

"Loona's right, Blitzo," Moxxie said, stepping forward with a small smile. "Look, I know that I've yelled and complained about you, but deep down, I know you're a good person. If I felt you were beyond saving, I wouldn't have gone so far to see you rescued. You've always helped Millie and me when we needed it, even if your methods were...eccentric, but you've shown more kindness than most have ever done for us."

"You're more than a boss to use, Blitzo," Millie whispered, smiling. "You're one of our best friends. We're all a bit fucked up and come from pasts that we're not proud of, but you've kept us together even through the tough times. Joining the company has been one of the best things I've ever done in my life, and it's because of it, I got to meet Moxxie, Loona, and you."

"You guys..." Blitzo whimpered as he wiped his eyes.

"And Stolas? His royal bird ass is the whole reason we were able to save you in the first place," Loona smirked as she pointed to the blushing prince. "That guy did everything to find you. He spared no expense or manpower to try and save you. He didn't do it just because he likes you fucking his ass. He did it because he cares about you just like we do. The guy even killed his bastard of in-laws for hurting you. The reason you're even healed right now in one of the most expensive hospitals in Hell is because of him. The guy doesn't see you like some piece of ass, Blitzo. He really does like you."

"I do," Stolas whispered, smiling. "Blitzo, I know our relationship wasn't off to a great start, but I've come to care for you almost as much as my daughter in the years we've known each other. Spending time with you makes me so happy and alive that I can't bear the thought of losing you. I know that your mind tells you not to believe us. I know what the Parasite does, but trust your heart, Blitzy. Trust that we do care about you."

"But...but..."

"Dad," Loona said, interrupting him. "We didn't go through all this for nothing. We did it because we fucking love you."

"...why?" Blitzo asked, as his lips trembled as he looked up at Loona with confused and teary eyes. "Why after...after everything I've done...why?"

Slowly, Loona wrapped her arms around her father and let him rest on her chest. Closing her eyes, she whispered, "Because we're family. And you don't give up on family."

At that moment, Blitzo wailed and collapsed into his daughter's arms. He just continued to cry as she continued to hold him, the two never letting go. Soon enough, Stolas walked over and wrapped his arms around the two, followed by Moxxie and Millie shortly after.

The four of them agreed silently in their hearts that they would do everything in their power to help Blitzo as he held them as tight as he could.

They had saved him. Now they had to heal him.

AN: Thank you all so much for reading this story to the end. I hope the final chapter was good, it was one of the most nervous ones I had while writing it. Yes, Zella is a made up character for this story to help explore Blitzo's painful past. Yes it is different then what was hinted at in Episode 2, but I wrote this story long before that was made so this is officially a Canon Derailment fic.

This isn't, however, the end of the story. Just the beginning. For in the next story, "Healing Blitzo" you will see:
-Blitzo coming to terms with his past, including more about his mistakes in life
-Millie and Moxxie finding a surprise of their own in the future
-Loona meeting someone who helps her change into a better person
-Stolas playing a dangerous game to save his beloved Blitzy
-Stella going to Hazbin Hotel where we meet that cast of characters
-Octavia coming to terms with her mother's actions
-The mysterious cloaked figure planning his next move with his real allies
-And we see Angels appear in this story for the first time.

When will this come out? Sometime next year, I don't know when. Maybe April? Until then you might see me post a few one shots here and there or maybe a second major story depending on what I see from future episodes.

You can also find this story and others I write on Archive Of Our Own with the same user name.

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