Hello One and All in Interweb Land!

I hope you're all doing ok in these times. We're in this together and only through it can we make it through these shitty times.

Sorry this took forever to get out but I had a lot of stuff going on that delay the chapter.

Now let's see what going on in this chapter?

A new arrival enters the hotel but not to seek redemption, but to take a title from the King for their own…good luck with that is all I can say cause this dude is going need to need it!

Well, might as well see how this well go so let's all sit in our favorite ass holding furniture and enjoy this new insanity!

Read on and Enjoy!


FOR THE KING'S TITLE! AND THE SORRY SCHMUCK THAT'S DUMB ENOUGH TO TRY AND TAKE IT!


Ah lazy days.

A day you feel like doing nothing but hang about your dwelling basically vegging out like a rock in jammies doing whatever that wasn't productive in the slightest. We all have those days and for some they enjoy it. And the HH Crew was having one of those days. All were in the main lobby/bar area scatter about doing nothing but relaxing. Charlie and Vaggie were sitting next to each other looking at a book together snuggled up close to each other with content smiles on their faces. Husk was at the bar looking through a book too but had a board expression on his face. Angel sat on one of the stools reading a magazine that was about fashion. Moe had a screen in front of him going through records he had stored. Niffty was sewing a shirt of Angel's humming to herself sitting near the girls. Alastor sat in a chair reading the newspaper while a soft old-time tune emitted off him filling the air with calm music.

And Godzilla was snoozing on a large old beanbag chair, something that was found one day while checking out more of the rooms, and while it was not as comfortable to the others it was surprisingly sturdy enough to handle his bulk. Plus it was large enough for nearly his whole body so it was a nice little napping item for him. So he was catching some Z's in the corner away from the others. All was calm within the hotel but that doesn't necessary mean everything was ok. The others still kept their distance, by fear or anger, from him and he in return kept to himself. Which Godzilla was ok with. He knows that he wasn't welcome completely by them and will most likely won't be for some time, if ever.

Considering with what has transpired so far it wasn't too difficult to see why even Charlie was wary of him still. No one was ready to open up to him just yet. It was only a few days since Godzilla came back but things are still tense. But despite the obvious tension that was in the air, it was stable enough that it could be lived with, which was good for a near complete recovered Princess. The quiet and calm helps a lot with the healing. True fact! So, all was well enough in the uneven calm hotel as everyone has settled in the new routine making the best of the current situation. Again, not a bad one just a lot of hurt feelings, fears, anger, and mistrust towards the Monster Monarch but besides that, all was good!

And you know what that means? The peace is going to get dropkick into the trash compactor hard!

The doors suddenly opened making everyone, minus the sleeping Rad Dino Boi (Radioactive Dinosaur), turned to the noise. There stood five Imp Demons. Four of them were about 4 feet tall each wearing different clothing. From biker to tux, t-shirts and shorts, the only thing that they had in common was an emblem they all had. Some had green bandanas or patches on their arm, all depicts a monstrous moth of some kind with dirty yellow wings with the radiation symbol on it and the rest of its body was sickly green. Underneath it is the letters R and D. It was an emblem of a gang.

The fifth was taller than the others, around 5 foot 2 inches. His skin was red like other Imp's but his has a honey orange hue in it that is hard to see unless you get close. His hair is dark basil green and has chocolate brown eyes. At first glance, he seemed like any typical Imp but that view changed to a different direction when you see that behind him was a monkey's tail that was the same color as his hair swaying lazily behind him. Plus he had very small horns. He wore a military style get up that just screams 'overcompensating' in all the worst ways. It consists of a brown military like high heels boots, dark green socks with the same emblem on them. Long dark green pants with golden accents around belt part, brown belt with pink/gold metallic accents.

He wore a royal navel admiral coat that was mostly dark rose pink in color with golden metallic accents on the shoulders and a high collar that covers his neck. Golden buttons ran down the coat with the emblem on the right chest area. The coat was opened to reveal a simple black t-shirt. A cape hanged of the shoulders of the coat that had a larger print of the emblem on it that goes to the middle of his thighs. On his hip was a decorative rapier scabbard and on his ears are small golden earrings with little pink pearls in them.

…Ok, who ordered the wannabe One Piece cosplay Hooker?

The HH Crew looked at the new comers a bit miffed that they just barged in and ruined the quite peace. Rude fuckers they are. But before anyone could do anything, Charlie zipped up in front of the taller Imp with a bright smile, stars in her eyes, and a few pamphlets in hand ready to welcome.

"Hello! I'm Charlie, the Founder and Owner of the Happy Hotel and I welcome you all! I see you're here to try redemption. Well, you made the right choice good sirs! Here's an info guide that tells you a little bit about this place and what we do here. Now how about we get you signed up and begin your great journey of redemption!" She said with great excitement and glee as she tries to reel them in.

Eh, not bad. Sales rep could be a little better but over all, it's fine.

The leader looked at her with a board expression with a brow raised. He just stared at here for a little bit before moving around her and headed to the lobby. The others watched him closely as he and his cronies moved into the middle of the lobby. The leader scans the room till he spotted the sleeping Kaiju. He made a small hmm that sounded like he was miffed about something when he looked at him. He coolly walked over to Godzilla hunched over a little with his hands in his pockets till he was right in front of him.

"Uh-oh." Was the general thought of everyone.

Oh…this just got interesting!

"So…this is the creature?" He asked in a board tone.

"Yeah boss, that's it. The Angel Slayer." One of the Imps responded.

"In that case, WAKE UP!" The large Imp screamed as he swiftly kicked the sleeping Kaiju hard on the snout.

And there it is dear Readers! Now get ready to see how the King will make his famous Bloody Pulp Soup out of this dude made with only the freshest and local ingredients, himself!

Godzilla suddenly jerked up in a sitting position with a growl-like yelp of surprise. He rubbed his nose as he tried to remove the tingling sensation of whatever happened. Shaking his head, he looked around to figure out what woke him up before his sights landed on an Imp in front of him that had an annoyed look on his face. The HH Crew were silent was they all stared at the Imp with disbelieve. Yet he did…man it'll take Niffty days to clean that mess that's for sure.

"Did…that red idiot just do what I think he did?" Vaggie asked in a low whisper stun at what she saw.

"Yep, kicked him in the snout he did." Niffty responded with the same surprise tone as Vaggie.

Godzilla blinked a few times before he figured out it was this Demon the gave his snoot the boot. The King narrowed his eyes giving off a low growl to the Imp who just sneered. Charlie quickly ran up to the Leader to try to avoid a possible beat 'em up between the two…or just to stop Godzilla from making the Imp into a pool of blood and body parts. The last thing she needs was a fight breaking out after the nonsense she just went through, cause fuck that! So, she'll try to get this dumbass Imp from instigating a fight with the literal manifestation of a WMD!

"Whoa hey there! Hi so yeah, where are my manners? I haven't even offer you something to eat or drink. What kind of hostess am I for not doing that? How about I make it up to you fine gentleman and show to are fully stock bar? Or how about a nice sandwich, everyone loves sandwiches?" She tried to bullshit them with a twitching smile.

"Get lost Blond Bimbo, I got a bone to pick with the Angel Slayer." He spoke to her in a nasty tone.

"Whaaaaaaaaaat, the Angel Slayer, here? That's a good one! Why would Hell's most sought after be here? What a crazy idea, there's no one that goes by that. Nope, not a one!"

"Then what is that?" The Leader pointed at Godzilla.

"…A plushie?"

"Oh god no, don't tell me she's doing this." Vaggie buried her face in her hands cringing at what was happening.

"Seriously, motherfucker what 'plushie' looks likes this freak and moves around?" The Imp pointed out getting a bit irritated.

"Why the…Monstrous Cuddly Line of course. Very popular back in the day." Charlie closed her eyes nodding a little as if she was agreeing with what she said.

"…Yep…she's is…man this is going to be painful to watch." Husk groaned seeing the train wreck happening in front of him.

"…You're making this up." The Leader said though it sounded like he wasn't sure.

"I'm serious, there was this sophisticated toy line back in the day that can do all sort of crazy things like movement and reacts to a thousand different scenarios all at once! It was the best! Sadly, it faded in history long ago and now only a few rare plushie are still around." Charlie had fake tears going down her cheeks sounding sad.

Please…make this stop…she's getting way too involved in her bullshit tale that it's becoming sad and pathetic.

"You're telling me that this toy line made a plushie of the Angel Slayer, who came well after the toy line stopped, is here right now and not the real beast?"

"…Yes?"

The Leader looked at her dead in the eyes with a raised brow looking like he was thinking what she said as if he was trying to figure out if she was lying or not. Charlie looked back with a nervous smile sweating a little hoping he would buy it.

Yeah right, no one is that stupid to believe such a farfetched and obvious-

"Oh well I guess I was mistaken, let's head out boys!" The Leader snapped his fingers getting the attention of his group.

"You sure boss, she might be lying." One of them said not really believing what the Princess said.

"Yeah, girl made a point so we best move on. I want to have that things head before dark so let's move!" He ordered his men.

…Huh…guess he's a moron…ok then, moving on.

Soon the five Imps head out the door closing them behind them leaving a bewildered group.

"You got to be kidding me." Angel said with a look of utter annoyed disbelieve.

"Yet again, this just shows this generations are slow witted and easily fooled. Bet you he was glued to the T.V. as a child." Alastor said with a snarky tone.

"I'm surprise that worked but happy none the less! All's well that ended well, there was no fight or bloodshed. Bummer I couldn't get them to try redemption but there's always next time." Charlie said with a positive attitude before going back to her seat.

The others got over their dumbstruck and went back to what they were doing before the Imps came. They didn't question how those guys knew about the King being here or who they were, but Hell is full of randomness and it's not like these guys are going to come back right? So, who cares? All returned to a quite still as everyone settled in to their own little worlds without a-

BANG!

The sudden bang of the doors opening made everyone, minus Godzilla, jump out of their skins. They looked over to see it was the Imp Idiot again who looked kinda pissed off.

Guessed he figured out he was duped, that took longer than I thought.

"WAIT A GODDAMN MINUTE! YOU WERE BULLSHITTING ME WERE'NT YOU?!" He yelled.

"Oh now he figures that out, what a dumbass." Angel rolled his eyes.

"…Ah crap." Charlie said with a slight annoyed look on her face seeing her ploy didn't worked.

The Leader marched in with heavy stomps headed back to the group with a face that says 'I'm pissed, so look at me, cuz I am totally intimidating and I don't look like a total idiot, not at all!' written all over it.

"You think you're so smart with that little 'the creature is a toy' crap, don't you? Do you think I'm that stupid?!" He snarled at them.

"Considering you agreed with our dear Princess here but a moment ago says you are indeed a slow-witted gentleman." Al replied with a Cheshire Cat grin and chuckle.

"Zip it Two-Tune cowlick! I ain't here to play any games! I'm here to kick some lizard ass and take names!" The Imp Leader said with a loud voice.

"Sir please, there's no need to get violent here. I'm sure if you just-" Charlie want walked up to him calmly but stopped as he interrupted her.

"You shut it, ya Disney Princess wannabe, anything you have to say won't work on me. I know your game bitch so move it or I'll do something very nasty to your all-smiley face!" He threatened her as he pulled out a metal bat from his coat and pointed it at her.

"Try it and the spear is going through you eye socket!" Vaggie was besides Charlie's side with her weapon drawn out.

"You think that plebian threat could scare someone like me? HA! You obviously don't know who you're messing with, you low-born pest. Allow me to teach you your place whore!"

"I…am Jeremiah Detmold, leader of the renowned and feared Radioactive Dolmari Gang! Now knee bitches and know your place!" He spoke in a bombastic voice doing the Caption Morgan pose with one of his guys going on all fours so he could put his knee up while the other Imps did other generic 'I'm a badass' poses behind him.

…The hell does that even mean? Seriously, it sounds like some random 3-year-old to come up with that stupid gang name?

Everyone, not counting his goons, just stared at the loud Imp before them, just taken aback at how full of himself he was and the spectacle he was doing to make himself look cool. Which was major cringy for the most part and didn't really worked as probably intended. I kinda feel bad for our lovely crew, looking at something like that in person must be at least painful in some way. The silence grew for a little bit that it was getting a bit awkward

"Who?" Niffty asked breaking the awkward silence.

This made them fall out of their poses looking stun to hear her say that as if it was almost impossible that she didn't know who they were.

"Don't play dumb, you obvious heard of us, how can you not?" Jeremiah asked looking miffed and as if someone just kicked his pride straight into jewels.

"Cause we don't. Seriously, who the fuck are you guys?" Angel asked.

"…Well this is a bit embarrassing." One of the Imps said in a low voice in the background, which got him few quick but intense glares from his companions.

"I…I…I don't have time to educate you who we are, just back off so I can kill the Angel Slayer!" The unusual Imp said, totally not trying to change subject just so he can quickly recover his persona from this weird situation.

"I'm afraid I can let you do that Mr. Detmold, he's my employee and thus it falls under my duty to insure he is well and safe from those that would wish to hurt him." Charlie said with a stern voice.

"…Kinda backwards don't you think toots?" Angel asked finding what she said a bit nonsensical.

"Best not little girl cause I can guarantee I'll beat you and leave your body bend in few nasty ways, after I'm done smacking that big walking pile of fossil behind you, so don't try to stop me again and don't even think about getting in my way! Now move it! Both of you!" He harshly pushed the two aside and walked over to Godzilla.

The Monster King watch the whole thing in silence not moving a muscle waiting for the right moment to act. While the Imp has been aggressive in his movements and was talking smack, this wasn't enough for Godzilla to serve his ass on a Silver Plate, at least not yet. He already got his attention thanks to that stunt he pulled so Godzilla was more than willing to give him a good wallop. But he is willing to hold out on kicking his butt, for besides him talking shit to the others and acting out of aggression, he will not intervene unless absolutely necessary or by Charlie's wishes. Through the agreement he made with the Princess he promise that any problems from anyone, from either those who work or are guest in the hotel to outside agitators, she will handle it her way.

And if that goes to bust than by the same agreement, she will let him handle the problem his way. But he assures her that he won't resort to violence first, which was a load off her mind and was grateful that he will try nonviolent methods first. In other words, till Jeramiah actually makes a swing at any of them then he won't beat him to a pulp. And it was more than clear he was here for the King so as long as no one gets involved, which that won't be a problem, than this was in Godzilla's court on how to handle this. The Imp Leader went up to Godzilla bat in hand giving him a critical look over but looked unimpressed by what he sees.

"So, you're that big bad bastard beast that killed all those Angels everyone is talking about, gotta say, I'm not impressed. You don't look like you could handle a poacher than any of those feathery assholes and don't even make me start about your looks, this is just a crime against fashion and nature all at once Can't see why everyone is making such a fuse over you. But I suppose that's the course where that fucking media hypes something like you up to that whole 'Angel Slayer' crap." Jeramiah said with scoff.

"Sounds to me you don't think our Monstrous Friend here is what everyone claims it seems, how intriguing?" Alastor asked a little amused.

"Oh please, I'm not like those other shit for brains that believes in that whole made up crap that this thing did that. Hell, I can guarantee you it was made up just to pull the biggest prank on everyone. I can see right through that." He said sounding totally unconvincingly

"…Your kidding…you think that was made up? Then how do you explain the bodies of all those Angels, the influx of Exterminator Weapons flooding the Black Market, or the scary video that shows the whole thing?" Niffty asked who found it almost amazing how blind this guy was.

"Props, mass replicas, and doctrine the hell out of it." He replied sounding like he was so certain.

… Is he another one of those 'conspiracy theory' fans or he is just...THAT stupid?

"…Holy…shit…this guy is serious! I've seen my far share of idiots but goddamn you're a special kind of dumbass!" Angel said shocked to see how dumb this dude is.

"Who you calling an idiot you…you…bug face!"

"You! Seriously, how can you say it was all made up when there is clear cut evidence that the Dino here did off those Angels?" Husk asked looking irked at his stupidity.

"Wow…you all believe that too? Now I feel sorry for all of you, little naïve plebeians, maybe in a second you will try to convince me that God exist? HA! I really didn't think I was in the presence of such sheltered dumbasses who still piss in the kiddie pool. Let me explain it slowly so you all can understand. Ok? Got it? The news has always brought fake and overhyped stories for God knows how long and this 'Angel Slayer' deal is no different. They were having bad ratings or whatever so they decided to make this whole deal about this thing 'killing' hundreds of Angels and through cheap ass video a kindergartener could make on a laptop, paying off people to say they 'saw' it, made all those dead bodies with dead Demons in costumes, and the cherry on top made that 'bounty' just to sell it harder to the masses. I heard of going the extra mile but that's just screams desperate. I wouldn't be surprised if one of the overlords just wanted to get entertained in creative way and by looking at you, I can tell that this is truly not that farfetched idea." The green haired Imp explained.

Wow, that's a hell of an imagination this dude has…though if you think about it, he isn't that far off since it wouldn't be out of the realm of imagination those numbnuts at the 666 News would a stunt like that.

The others however just looked at him with dumbstruck expressions on their faces as he talked. They found it so hilariously out there it makes Charlie's dream of redeeming Demons more plausible. Even the King found it really stupid and he didn't care to understand half of what he said. Now that's saying something.

"…Este tiene que ser el idiota más grande que he visto y tenemos an Angel aquí." Vaggie said shaking her head slowly at him.

"Hey, if you're going to stay in this country you best be speaking some goddamn English Beaner!" Jeremiah said rudely.

…Does he not realize where he is? Does this place even have something like different countries? I kinda doubt that.

"We're in Hell you dipshit so that doesn't even make sense! So take your dumbass racist tough guy act and shove them up your ass and leave!" She shot back.

"Not till I get what I came for."

"And pray tell what is so important that you would risk your very life engaging against him?" Alastor asked a bit curious to his motives.

"The only thing that matters in Hell, a title." He said doing stupid pose again crossing his arms head turned up and eyes looking down.

"What title?" Husk asked.

"This thing's title." Jeremiah pointed at Godzilla.

"…You want his-wait what?" Charlie shook her head a little confused at what she heard.

"I came to claim this thing's title as my own and get the recognition I deserve." The Imp said with a cocky smile.

"Which one?" Niffty ask.

"What do you mean which one, the Angel Slayer one of course."

"You mean to tell us that you came barging in and started all this shit with us and kicking a freak'n dinosaur in the snout all so you can 'take' his title?" Angel asked.

"You got it skinny." Jeremiah nodded.

…What…no really…WHAT!?

"…I can't tell if you're really this retarded or not…I'll say you are just to be on the safe side." Angel decided.

"Hey!"

"So all you want is his name?" Charlie asked.

"I just said yes, you deaf idiot clear your ears will ya?! You stupid, annoying, deaf barbie face of a woman!" He snapped at her.

"…It's yours."

"...Say...what now?" Jeremiah blinked at that.

"Yeah, if you want it than it's all yours, in fact." Charlie summoned her trident in her hand.

"I, Charlotte Magne, Princess of Hell and Heir to the Throne, hereby bestow unto you, Jeremiah Detmold, the title and name of Angel Slayer. So says I." Charlie spoke in a regel and mature tone as she taps her weapon on the ground a few times lightly.

Hey, that's pretty good! Very formal, right on Princess!

"There, you are the new Angel Slayer. Now how about you go out to celebrate your new title with your friends." Charlie encourages the Imp with a slight twitching smile hoping he will buy it.

"Holy crap…really? Hot Damn, knew getting the title would be s snap. It was such an easy…wait…you're trying to trick me again aren't you?!" He looked at the Princess angered at the prospected of being fooled again.

"I'm being dead serious. If you really want that title then you can. He doesn't care about it one way or another, right Big Guy?" Charlie turned to Godzilla who gave a nod.

The King couldn't give two shits about the name, he has many more so it wasn't a lost for him. If the Imp wants it then let him, no scale off his tail.

"See, he agrees to let you have it so there is no need to get violent."

"Not fallen for it, there's only one way for one to get a title and that's through force. Now unless you want you want your head bashed in than I suggest you step the fuck off!" He warned her waving his bat a little.

"But-" Yet she didn't get far as she felt a hand on her shoulder making her turn to see it was Alastor.

"Perhaps you should let this be Princess, you have tried to get this fine fellow to see reason but he just won't budge on his stance. You tried now let him see what he has brought upon himself." The Radio Host suggested to her.

"But I'm trying to prevent that, he has no idea how powerful he is." Charlie tried to counter.

"Sometimes we can only learn through experience, a lesson you learned quite well from our reptilian friend here not to long ago yes?" He said making her flinched a little from the memory which he picked up.

"My apologies, I didn't mean to bring up distasteful memoires." Al apologies.

"No your good…ok, I'll let Godzilla handle this." Charlie sighed a little a bit dishearten she wasn't able to avoid a conflict.

But like Alastor just said, through Godzilla's lesson, sometimes one must use nonpeaceful means to fend oneself from aggressors. It was a learning experience, while she was still a bit pissed on how he taught it, she was indeed grateful for. It has opened her eyes to the dangers and foully of having such thoughts that she used to have about nonviolent methods will always end any conflict. It was a bitter pill to swallow and she still doesn't like the idea, Charlie none the less has begrudgingly accepts that such things will happen and you either get over it or face the consequences. Making up her mind she turned to Godzilla with a small frown.

"It's in your claws now. By our contract, since Mr. Detmold has come for you, no one here will intervene with this unless it gets out of hand. I hope you end this quickly with little blood spilled…but the decision is yours, deal with it as you see fit." Charlie said with a bit of a sad tone in her voice.

"Good, now that's out the way, why don't you be a good lizard and just sit still while I cave in your head with this bat, ok?" He motions with his bat with a smile that was a bit sinister.

Godzilla just huffed at him but otherwise made no gesture of arguing with the Imp's idea.

"Now that's what I like to see, going with the flow and not making a hassle. Wish others do the same, always have to make it harder than it should be. Now I would say I'm sorry for what I'm about to do but I'm not. Eat metal bitch!" Jeremiah reared his bat back ready to strike.

"And up to the plate is number zero Jeremiah Detmold taking his position. His stance looks good as he gets ready for the pitcher." Alastor started talking like this was a baseball game with the sounds of fans cheering and the Baseball / Hockey Charge Stadium Organ Theme playing in the background.

"…Dammit Al." Charlie sighed in irritation that he was encouraging this.

"Are you really that surprised he's doing this hun?" Vaggie asked.

"…I guess not."

Jeremiah tensed up his muscle ready to hit the King. Suddenly, he released the stored tension and swung with all his might hitting Godzilla square on the side of his head making a loud clink that rang out in the room. It made everyone winch from the sound imagining it would feel as painful as it sounds. For Godzilla however, he just sat there not once flinching when the bat made contact with his head and just stare at the imp dead in the eyes. This made Jeremiah take a step back not believing that his attack did nothing.

"What the?" He gasped a little in surprise.

"Ooo, stee-rike one! Looks like he wasn't ready for the fastball folks." Alastor commented as stadium noise emanating from him.

"Shut the hell up you pasty bastard! My weapon was at fault! Alright, so you're a little tougher than I thought but no matter, let's see how you take this!"

Jeremiah jumped in the air bat over his head and with a mighty swing, hits Godzilla dead on his head as the same clink sound echoed in the room. But like the last one, Godzilla just sat there unfazed by the attack.

"Seriously?! Nothing?! What in the nine circles!? I thought Peril made this weapon at least a little bit better…I'll be sure to beat his lazy ass later." He growled in anger.

"Stee-rike two! That Fastball really caught him off guard there baseball fans, he doesn't look please at all." Al said smirking like a madman loving this.

"I SAID SHUT UP! Ok, no more holding back! This one will hurt!" He swung his bat at Godzilla's jaw, it looked like his weapon started to slightly glow with orange light for a second...buuuuuuut…

It did jack shit.

"Oh come on! You had to feel that one!" Jeremiah yelled in anger grinding his teeth.

"You might want to give up now cause I can guarantee you that you got nothing to hurt him." Angel suggested but sounded board.

"Like hell I'm going to call it quits! I came here to kill this thing and take its title I'll be damned if I stop now!" He barked at the Porn Star.

"Uh…Boss, you're already damned." One of his cronies spoke up.

"I'm sorry, did you say something bitch!" He turned to the Imp that spoke out with sick motherly voice.

"…No?" He said flinching back a little.

"That's what I thought! Now back to you!" He suddenly pulled out a rusty silver colored .32 caliber revolver with a brown handle and aimed it at the King.

He pulled the trigger as the bullet left the chamber making an uncomfortable loud sound that rings out. The bullet made contact with his nose as it flattens against his scales before dropping to the ground. The Imps stood there with board expression and blank eyes, probably thinking why the bullet did absolutely nothing

"How is that even possible?!" One of the Imps asked in disbelief.

"Is it just me or is anyone getting some déjà vu vibes from this?" Husk asked the others.

"Nope, we're all getting it." Veggie said.

"Ok, just checking."

"God Fucking Dammit! You're becoming a real pain but that won't stop me from ending you and taking that title from your corpse you ugly gecko mascot! Now eat this!" Jeremiah started striking Godzilla all over his body with his bat.

But to no one's surprise, it did nothing but annoy Godzilla even more. Now the King has been more than patient with the Imp letting the misguided fool to attack him, in doing so Godzilla thought he would finally get the message that any and all attacks on him will be woefully ineffective. But no, he still goes at it thinking he has a chance. The Kaiju was kinda intrigued about this attitude. Despite seeing that he has little chance of being victorious, the Imp still strides on. If the current situations wasn't what it is now, Godzilla would commend such determination to push forward no matter what. A trait he himself values in high regards.

But this is out of greed and ego fueled pride led by false superiority and we all know where that leads.

It was about a minute of Jeremiah swinging like a mad man that Godzilla decided that this has ran its course. He gave the dude a chance to back out when he tried and failed to hurt him but it seems he was a bit of a slow learner. It was time to end this farce. Without moving his head, Godzilla move his gaze to Charlie and raised his brow at her as if asking if he can end this. The Princess saw this and knew what he was silently asking. Her Green Light to whoop his ass. With a slight frown she gave the go ahead, though she was slightly happy he was asking her first before he went into action. She was kinda touched he was thinking of her first before his needs even though he doesn't need to.

Seeing the go ahead, Godzilla slowly moved his hand close to Jeremiah with his pointing finger resting on his thumb as if he was going to flick. Jeremiah saw this and stopped in confusement. He blinked as he saw Godzilla moved his hand near his chest and looked like he was ready to flick them there. And that made him snickered.

"Really, that's how you'll attack me? By flicking on my chest? Oh please don't, I don't think I can handle such a damaging attack. My poor heart won't be able to take it." He faked cried in mock fear all the while smirking like a cocky jerk.

"No seriously, what do think you will achieve by-GAH!" But he didn't get to finish.

Godzilla flicked him on the chest which sends him flying like a bullet backwards past his goons and out the entrance. The force was so great he flew a good hundred yards away from the hotel before crashing to the ground hard. Jeremiah gasped in pain trying to reclaim all the air that was knocked out of him while dealing with the pain of his chest. His whole body felt like it was slammed by a jeep going hundred miles per hour that he could barely move. His squad came running out to reach him with stun faces.

"Holy shit Boss, you ok?" One of them asked.

"NO I'M NOT! What the fuck just happened?" He yelled with a raspy voice.

"The lizard just knocked you the fuck out is what and by just a finger!" Another replied looking a bit freaked out.

"That's…not possible." Jeremiah said not believing what he heard.

"It was! I say we book it, we don't got shit to deal with that thing right now."

"I won't run from a walking leather purse on legs!" He snapped back.

"Boss, nothing you did even fazed the fucking thing! And you're on your butt outside the building by it just flicking you on the chest! We got nothing to counter that!" The next tried to reason.

"…fine…but this doesn't mean I'm done. You Hear Me, I ain't done with you! I, JEREMIAH DETMOLD, WILL RETURN…YOU…YOU…SHIT FUCKS!" He yelled as loud as he could so they could hear him.

With the help of his cronies, they got him back to his feet and legged it out of there like a bat out of hell. The others heard his decree about returning and all they did was sighed.

"More like a leader of Rude Dicks Stupid Idiots." Husk added somewhere in the background after he finished his lovely little drink.

"You think he'll return?" Niffty asked.

"God, I hope not cause he was a freak'n idiot that I felt some of my brain cells dying from him just being here." Vaggie scoffed.

"Perhaps he will not. He has seen nothing he did had any effect against Godzilla so it is likely he will reconsider coming back." Moe suggested.

"Nah, we'll see him again. Guys like him, they have a ego so big that if anything just breath on it they will have a goddamn fit and will do anything to get back at those who bruised it. So count on seeing him again." Angel replied with some wisdom in his words.

"Yeah, dipshits like him don't know when they're beaten so he'll be back alright." Husk agreed.

"Too true, it might have been better if you killed the lad then and there good fellow." Al said to Godzilla who just snorted.

"It was very unlikely he would from the start. Godzilla must see a reason to fight or kill anyone or thing, which the Imp simply did neither. Mr. Detmold must show a clear sign that he is a threat to Godzilla's existence, which we all saw was far from the fact. And if said individual does come back than the same will happen again, routed but not killed." Moe explained.

"Well, I'm glad Godzilla didn't all the same. He didn't need to die just cause he was being a jerk so thank you for making this bloodless." Charlie congratulated Godzilla who simply nodded.

"And besides, we'll most likely won't see him for a while so we can all relax on that." Charlie smiled feeling that they won't see hide or hair of the Imp for some time.


THE NEXT DAY, MID-MORNING


"Jeez you guys really are prudes, how's a gal suppose to have fun around here." Angel groaned in annoyance.

"News flash buster, the reason you're here isn't so you can do dumb shit for laughs, it's to stop doing dumb crap! Obviously, you haven't gotten the memo yet." Vaggie said in an angry tone.

"Seriously Angel, this one has gone a little too far." Charlie said in a similar tone as her girlfriend but a bit less so.

"Is wasn't that bad."

"Considering we now have a Hell Roach infestation, yeah it is dumbass! And it was all cause you had to follow your stupid dick." Vaggie retorted.

"Don't talk about my Wang like you know it! Considering you're a freak'n Doughnut Bumper and only tongue Vertical Bacon Sandwich so you got no authority to say anything how I use my Junk." Angel snapped back.

"Like I want any part when it comes to your repulsive Prick! But since it has caused this newest horse shit then I'm willing to solve it permanently via my spear!" The Moth Demoness threatens him holding out her weapon.

"Try it you Cold Cock Bitch!" Angel brought out his guns.

"Ok WHOA! This is getting out of hand! Let's take a few steps back and take a breath?" Charlie got in between the two.

"Not till this idiot learns that he needs to keep it in his shorts! I mean seriously, him hitting on every guy is one thing, but the stunt he pulled? Por el amor de Dios, where he came up with that idea is beyond kinky. It's downright gross!" Vaggie said pointing at the Porn Star.

"Please, what I did was not even remotely bad." He waved it off as if it was nothing.

"You were trying to seduce Husk with rotten fish and a can of peach, while being half naked on a dolly cart with twenty dildos all over the floor. I mean seriously, what the hell?!"

"Not the worse I've done."

"That's not the point, the combination of rot and sweet aroma brought those damn things here. Do you know how hard it is to get rid of Hell Roaches? It such a pain in the ass even Godzilla is making slow progress! Godzilla! Not to mention it freaked poor little Niffty so much that she snapped. Now she gone full crazy hunting them down with a blood lust! Jeez I never thought she could get that psychotic but thanks to you, now we know." The Princess countered harshly.

…What the hell man?

"You can't tell me that isn't the funniest shit you ever saw? She literally went extreme Rambo, get up and all. As for the Big Man…eh fuck him, let him earn his pay." Angel sneered when he mentions the King.

"That's not his job. I'm glad he agreed to help but he isn't happy about it."

"Oh really? He's not happy? Stop the fucking Press. Asshole is never happy so what else is new?"

"I know your still-WHAM!"

The doors suddenly slammed open making the three turned to the entrance. And who they saw made them all go sour.

"I, JEREMIAH DETMOLD, HAVE RETURNED!"

It was none other than Monkey Boi in the flesh.

"Well so much for not seeing him anytime soon, huh?" Angel said with a smirk.

"…Son of a bitch." She whispered in a low voice.

"Where's that damn lizard? I got a score to settle with it!" The Imp looked around the room.

"Again with this? Can't this guy get it through his head he has no chance?" Vaggie groaned in irritation.

"Guess not, well let's see if I can get him to leave peacefully." Charlie said.

"Really? Dude didn't last time, what makes you think that'll work now?" Angel looked at her not understanding her train of thought.

"I don't, but I have to try. Let me deal with this." She said and started to walk over to the Imp.

"Hello again Mr. Detmold. I'm guessing you're not here to check in?" She spoke to him in a calm and respectful manner.

"You know I'm not so don't even bother. Now where is it?"

"I'm afraid if you're here to fight my employee than I must ask you to leave." She asked politely.

"Not till its six feet under and I claim the title as the Man Who Killed the Angel Slayer!"

"Look I know-wait, I thought you wanted the Angel Slayer title?"

"Eh, I thought about it but found it would be dumb to be called Angel Slayer since it was horse crap to begin with. So, I figured, being called the one who killed the Angel Slayer would gain me a bigger notoriety and respect." The Imp explained with head high up and big smile on his face.

"…Right…in any case, you might want to rethink about going against him. Given you saw you didn't even leave a scratch let alone hurt him in the slightest. Why go against something you can't even damage?"

"The thing was tougher than I thought I'll admit but that doesn't mean I'll stop. I can and will kill the lizard, one way or another." He stood his ground on the matter.

"Oh great, he ain't only brain damage but stubborn, always a great combination." Vaggie rolled her eyes.

Keche-Keche

Uh…did anyone hear that?

"I like to think I'm steadfast and uncompromising in my goals."

"An admirable trait no doubt but perhaps misplaced in this particular situation. Maybe you might want to try to use that awesome trait in something that doesn't involve you getting hurt by him?" She tried to persuade him.

Keche-Keche

No really, what is that?

"Oh no, you're not going to fool me with you honey laced words that are actually cyanide, so save your false sweet breath, will you? Nothing you can say or do will stop me from my obvious right to get the title I deserve!"

"Just give it up toots, he ain't budging so might as will let him through so he can get his ass kicked. No sense in prolonging the enviable." Angel said.

"No Angel, this doesn't need to happen…even if I must stop him myself." She said the last part in a slight somber tone.

Keche-Keche

Motherfucker that's giving me the chills, sounds like a cross between hissing and clicks.

"You? HA! Please, you got zero chance of taking me one. You're a frail little pushover, it's so obvious that you're a little gutless yellow tail mouse that is as threatening as-Keche-Keche." But the strange sound interrupted him.

"For fuck sakes what is that sound? It's been going on for way too long! By the name of that stupid hobo that died on the cross, it's annoying." Jeremiah said in an irritated voice.

He looked around for the source of the noise and who was making it. Finally, he looked up and what he saw made him go stiff. What was on the ceiling was a rather nightmarish sight. A large dirty brown and red creature that was as big as a Golden Labrador was clinging on the ceiling. It resembles an earth cockroach but larger and more demonic. The creature was still with only its antenna twitch every so often before it slowly turned its head like an owl and locked gazed with Jeremiah with its cold dead blacken eyes.

For this was the infamous Hell Roach, a name well deserved.

…Thank fuck I don't have Katsaridaphobia otherwise my pants would be smellier now…all the same…fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck that!

"By my amazing noble ass…DA FAQ IS THAT!?" The Imp yelled pointing at the creature.

It was at that moment when those words left his lips, the creature suddenly let go from its spot and fell right on Jeremiah's face.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!" He screamed at the top of his lungs waving his arms like crazy while running around like his head was cut off like a chicken.

This lasted a few seconds before Jeremiah ran out the hotel still blasting his lungs out all the way down the road where he was still heard for a solid minute before finally fading away. The three stood in the lobby looking both disgusted and stumped at what they witness. It was weird, spin chilling, and kinda funny all at once that they didn't know what to feel.

"…Well that solves that problem…no wait, I solved the problem." Angel said getting the other two to snap out of their frozen state and looked at him confused.

"What do you mean?" Charlie asked.

"If I didn't bring those creepy crawlies in than one of them wouldn't fall on his head and scare the every-loving fuck out of him making him leave and saving us from dealing with his shit. You're welcome." Angel explained with a pompous tune and grin.

"You are not trying to credit your horny fuck up as a good thing, you're still in hot water Angel so don't even try to weasel your way out of this!" Vaggie warned him.

"Worth a shot." He shrugged.


THE NEXT DAY, LATE EVENING


"I'm sooooooooo sorry, I didn't mean for it to get out of hand." Niffty said looking regretful for what she did.

"I get you have a hang up with bugs and those Hell Roaches were creepy fucks, but what made you think using explosives was the best way to get rid of them?!" Vaggie asked the little Cyclops with a frown.

"I just wanted them gone fast, they were icky and making such a mess that…I guess I wasn't thinking." Niffty said embarrassed by what she did.

"Yeah, the giant hole on the second floor kinda gave me that impression. Your smarter than this Niffty, a bit hyperactive for my taste but your more reasonable than most here. So it doesn't look good when you do dumb crap like this." This made the Maid looked done ashamed by her actions.

"Now no need to scowled her, it was an honest mistake and those filthy bugs were indeed an eyesore at best so she was doing all of us a favor." Alastor stepped in to defend Niffty.

"I don't want to hear anything from you Shitlord! We wouldn't be having this conversation if you didn't give her bombs! I mean really, what were you thinking?" She snapped at the Radio Host.

"I thought it would be a blast!" He laughed.

"I hate you…so much." She looked at him with an annoyed face.

"Now don't be like that my fiery mouth Madam, it was for the good of the Hotel for those creatures be evicted as fast as possible. Something I know both you and our wonderful Princess will agree to." He said back with a sly smile.

"Within reason, what you did just caused massive damage! Your both lucky that no one was underneath when that bomb went off."

"Well…that's not exactly true." Niffty pointed behind them.

The two looked back to see Godzilla was on the ground with a crap ton of stuff on his back as Charlie with a crowbar in hand was trying to get the stuff out from his spikes. Much of the materials that was blown off slammed on top of him while he was hunting the bugs. Some of them were lodged in between his spikes that he couldn't remove by himself, such as a metal pole of some kind Charlie was trying to free but was not having much success. Because of its position, it was uniquely placed in a way that Godzilla can't get to it nor could he heat it with his spikes for the fact that the melting metal might cling on his scales, which when cooled, will be a mammoth task to remove.

In other words, it was a bitch all around to get rid of.

"…Ok, nobody important I mean." She waved it off.

"Vaggie, that's a little rude, don't you think?" Charlie stopped what she was doing looking at her girlfriend a little surprise to hear that.

"It can handle a little debris falling on it, giving it can survive almost anything so why should we care? Damn thing probably didn't feel a thing. No need to cry over it, it ain't worth shit." Vaggie said in a cold tone.

"Agreed, he is more than likely just shrug off things like this without even a thought. And in all honesty, showing it any concern is just a waste as it would not even acknowledge such a kind gestor, it is after only a beast with no true heart." Alastor spoke in a twisted mean voice.

Damn, that's cold. They must be still pissed with Big Green here.

"Jeez guys, I know your all still mad with Godzilla but that shouldn't warrant such words." Charlie said.

"He did it to us so what goes around comes around, sides like the Shitlord said, it doesn't have feelings so it won't even care what we say." Vaggie added.

Charlie frowned at this. She knew everyone was still sore with Godzilla but she hoped it would've eased up a little after a few days. But guess the wounds are still there and more time will be needed. She knew it would take time but it still saddens her that everyone thinks this way. Charlie might still be a little sore with him but she wasn't in the same mindset as them. Godzilla did what he did sure but within reason…a bit mean and slightly hostile reason but nothing that was over the top…kinda.

The Princess just shook her head a little and went back to trying to dislodge the pipe that was stubbornly refusing to move. But she then notices Niffty slowly walking up to her and Godzilla. This got all the Demon's attention wondering what she was doing. Godzilla saw the Little Cyclops moving over to him so he lifted his head and faced her. Niffty stopped a few feet away from him looking flustered and was flustered slightly fidgeting like she was having trouble debating what she will do. The King raised a brow his curiosity in her nervous attitude piqued his interest. Finally, she took a deep breath and started to speak.

"I…I'm sorry Godzilla. I didn't mean for you to get caught up in my…little episode there. It just that when I saw all those…nasty, big, disgusting, filthy things I just lost control. I'm not good when it come to bugs. Every time I see one…I don't know…but I get this sudden urge to just…hunt them down, corning them with their backs against the wall, me going in to slaughter them like the pathetic, weak, vile, beastly FREAKS THEY ARE!" Niffty pupil shrink to a pin and had the most sinister smile she ever had grace her lip hunching over imagining all the pain she'll inflicted a bug breathing heavily.

…Whelp, I'm scared of her now.

The girls looked a little weirded out from her sudden change in demeaner and took a step back while Alastor just grinned proudly. Godzilla was not put off by this though was curious as to why she was so adamant about hunting bugs with such ferocious fever. Sure, he met some seriously pain in the ass bugs in the past but not to the degree the HH Maid display. Niffty blinked a few times before looking at Godzilla with her crazed smile still present with him looking at her with a raised brow. She quickly recomposed herself before giggling in nervous manner.

"Sorry about that, kinda got carried away there. As you can see, bugs bring the worst out of me. But that isn't an excuse for dragging you into my mad hunt. You were helping me and what did I do? I set off a bomb on top of your head and now you have all that stuff stuck on you that you can't get remove. It's my fault you're in this and I feel really bad. I just want to say sorry for doing that and I understand if you don't want to forgive me." Niffty finished with a tear rolling down her cheek.

Godzilla lay there letting her words buzz in his mind. He was cross with getting all this junk stuck in his spines, not to mention it was done by someone he was helping, not a good look. However he feels that she indeed means she was ashamed for what she did. Which he always found the whole 'say sorry' thing perplexing but that wasn't here nor there. And thinking about it, there was no way for her to know he was on the floor below the level she used the bomb on so he can't fault her completely. After a few seconds, he concluded that she was not at fault for his current predicament, at least not intentionally. To illustrate this, he placed his claw hand on her head and softly petted her in a similar fashion he did with Charlie. Niffty gasped a little not expecting this but her shock went away as she smiled cutely at him with a slight blush on her cheeks letting out a soft giggle.

"Gee, thanks Godzilla, I'm super happy to know you forgiven me. Thanks a bunch!" She suddenly hugged him around his neck.

This caught him off guard at her sudden display of gratitude but he pushed it aside finding no harm in it. Though it was a weird thing for the King. This also made the Demons surprised to see this, mainly with how Godzilla answered Niffty's apology. It was weird to see that he would do that, really weird actually. Though Charlie was smiling at the scene, happy to see that it seems at least one among them has forgiven him. This told her that the healing was happening, only Niffty for now but hopefully in time the others will come around to forgive the Kaiju King.

"That was so cute you two, wish I had a camera. Ah well, now back to this stupid thing. I think I got a good grip on it now." Charlie said as she wedged the crowbar in position.

Putting all her weight in it, she pushed as hard as she could. A few second of this she could feel the pipe starting to move a little. Encourage by this, she presses even harder.

"That's right you freak'n pipe, come out nice and-I, JEREMIAH DETOLD, HAVE RETURNED ONCE MORE!" Jeremiah yelled suddenly popping behind Charlie giving her a fright.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" She screamed jumping forward in a jarring fashion.

When she did this, the crowbar slipped out and thanks to the momentum of her movement fling across the room. It hit the wall with a Ting before bouncing off it and hitting another wall doing the same thing. The crowbar was ricocheting all over the hallway hitting the walls, floor, and ceiling while the others just stood there watching the thing go all over the place. It finally reached its destination when it slammed hard into Jeremiah's face with a resounding smack! The female Demons all winced at the painful display with the males just looked on not bothered by it like them. Jeremiah stood there like a stiff with the crowbar wedge deep in his face. A minute past and he still stood silent making the others wonder if he's knocked out.

"…Uh…are you ok?" Niffty asked breaking the silence as she walked up to the Imp and poked his leg.

As she did that, he fell backwards on his back but didn't move at all, like his body was locked up.

"Guess he's out cold…sucks to be him now." Vaggie smirked a little.

"Now that was Gold! I admire your handy work my dear, not too shabby!" Alastor chuckled.

"No wait! It was an accident, I swear! He scared the living daylights out of me, I lost my hold on the crowbar, it just bounced around, I had no control!" Charlie tried to explain looking frantic and blushing.

"I'm only yanking your chain, no need to get fizzled. I know you meant no harm in this, I just wanted to see you make that face, its quite adorable." He said with a coy smile making her blush even deeper.

"Al! She puffed her cheeks in embarrassment.

"How bout you don't make a pass on my girlfriend, unless you want this getting acquainted with your guts!" Vaggie angerly warned the Radio Host with a large dagger.

"I have no desire for such things, I just like to…play around with those I find very interesting, that's all." Alastor said in a chilling voice making the others, minus Godzilla, spines shiver.

Ok…Radio Boi is giving off a Cat and Mouse vibe that's going into dangerous territories.

"…Right…good to know…how about we…um deal with our guest here? I kinda need the crowbar back." Charlie said in an uneven voice a little unnerved by what Alastor said.

And so, the yanked the crowbar off the Imp's face and Alastor humbly transported him into the garbage pin somewhere in the city and went back to the task at hand and eventually was able to get the pipe, along with everything else, off Godzilla's spikes.


THE NEXT DAY, NOON


"Will you fuck off and leave me alone!" Husk snapped at the Porn star as he entered the Lobby with Angel and Moe in tow.

"Aw don't be like that Husky, all I'm trying to do is apologies for my misbehavior, that's all." Angel said in a cool tone.

"And I said Hell No! I don't want or need your bullshit apology cause you'll just try to worm your way into another attempt to get in my pants!" He leaned over the bar corner and grabbed a flask from behind the bar.

"Perhaps you should take heed Mister Dust, the last time you tried to seduce Mister Husk here led to some problems to everyone in the Hotel, including yourself." Moe tried to reason with the Spider.

"I thought we were past that? How the hell should I know that would bring them in?" Angel said getting tired of revisiting his mistake.

"You couldn't but what I'm trying to get at is it has come to all our attention that whatever plan you put in motion when it comes to sex has the tendency to backfired into rather problematic situations."

"Ok, now I know this place is a dead zone for fun. It seems no matter what I do, you guys bitch and complain about every little thing I do."

"Cause its annoying as fuck! Since you started targeting me with your sex crazed fantasy's things just go to shit. Why don't you go back to failing at fucking the Dino? At least then your crap doesn't affect the rest of us." Husk barked before taking a swig from the flask.

"…Yeah I rather get a blowjob by a hungry piranha that go near him." He said looking annoyed all of a sudden.

"Curious to hear you say that considering you made a point you wanted to have sexual engagements with Godzilla not too long ago and would stop at nothing till you achieve your goal." Moe said with a question mark icon in his optic.

"He's probably still pissed he can't use the Dino to cash in that reward anymore." Husk huffed.

That's right, multi-million-dollar reward turned out to be one big old scam.

How that happen was this, after the video went up and made the Big Man an overnight star, a Demoness had the sudden idea to issue the largest bounty ever and spread the word about it to every avenue she could find. T.V., Internet, newspaper, flyers, you name it, she went all in to do this. And why did she do this? She wanted to have a good laugh of all the people that will die when they go after the Kaiju King.

What a Prick!

And thanks to the vagueness of how to obtain and who to go to for the bounty, she felt secure that no one can find her if they decided to come for the money without risking their necks. But of course, that's exactly what happened. It isn't clear how but a few Demons tracked her down to her crappy apartment and demanded the cash. Course it broke out in a fight and the Demoness was killed.

After all that, the Demons ransacked the place to see if they can find anything worth to sell where they found evidence about her little lol scam and decided to sell the story to the highest bidder to showcase this scam. It was yesterday the story came out and all had the same thought:

MOTHERFUCKER! WE'VE BEEN PLAYED! THAT SKANK!

Or something similar to that, differs from person to person but it was basically that thought.

"Although it is understandable why you feel like you were cheated out of such a large sum of money, it was deemed necessary for it to fall so many will stop looking for Godzilla thus end the possible threats it could bring. Which you agreed upon as well. So the bounty can't be the reason for you anger to him, which would indicate that your anger for Godzilla was not for monetary value, but personal vendetta. Which is also understandable given Godzilla's words towards you has left you angered and belittled." Moe reasoned through deduction.

"It ain't those, sure it's a bummer all that dough was basically a lie and it not the first time I've been hated on but that's not why I'm not going anywhere near the jerk." Angel corrected.

"For fuck sakes you say we bitch too much but all I hear coming from you is nothing but bitching about the Big Guy. Whatever beef you got just let it go!" Husk grumbled.

"It ain't that easy buster! And besides, you shouldn't give him lax either after what he done to Cha-" But Angel Quickly shut his mouth before he went further.

But the too caught what he was about to finished making them realize that his anger to the King wasn't because what he said to Angel, but what Godzilla did to another. And thanks the first part of the name he was about to drop, it was clear to whom he was going to say.

"Ah I see, please accept my apologies Mister Dust. I was hasty with my assumption on your anger. I was wrong about it." Moe apologized to Angel.

"…Don't know what you're talking about." He said in a low voice that was almost missed.

"My ass you don't. You were going to say the Princess name, don't lie." Husk said looking at him with a slight smirk.

"…No I wasn't." He still denied.

"Oh yes you were."

"You can't prove that."

"I don't need too. You were about to say her name and you're denying it just proves it."

"That's doesn't mean shit…and I wasn't!"

"Jesus your sure are stubborn ass, aren't you? Just accept you care for the Princess and because you cared you were angry with the Dino when he slammed her around like a ragdoll and that's why you still pissed with him." Husk said getting down to the real core of Angel's anger for the King.

"I don't care for Little Miss Sunshine." Angel argued back looking Hush square in the eye.

Suddenly, the front door opened and in came none other than Jeremiah who flung himself in the air before landing in front of the three residents doing that super hero landing stunt but tripped himself from the inertia.

"Shit! Uh, I mean…I, JEREMIAH, HAVE ONCE AGAIN RETURNED TO KICK SOME NAMES AND TAKE SOME ASS…wait…Fuck I messed up!" Monkey Boy cursed messing up his entrance.

Smooth.

"Yeah you do, it was written all over your face after their fight. Not to mention the hug." Husk retorted acting like he didn't notice Jeremiah.

"That's…wait what?" Jerry Boi looked at the Cat confused by what he said.

"That ment nothing, as I told her, I was just glad I didn't need to find a new place to crash." Angel rebuttal and like Husk didn't acknowledge the Gang Leader.

"…Heeeeey…are you ignoring me?" The Imp asked the two.

"Wow, my Bullshit-o-meter just went off. That's was at least a 7." Husk said with a snarky voice.

"You are! What the hell assholes!" Jeremiah seethed in anger feeling offended he was being ignored like this.

"You calling me a lair?" Angel shot back.

"Duh dipshit! You're trying to faint ignorance about caring for the girl for whatever dumb reason you have. Just accept it." Husk said getting irritated with this conversation.

"I won't cause it ain't true!"

"HEY ASSWIPES! Don't ignore me! I'm Jeremiah Detmold, leader of the Radioactive Dolmari Gang and future Ruler of Hell! Stop ignoring me and know your place!" Jeremiah yelled at them but they still didn't respond to him.

"Perhaps this conversation should be continued after we deal with our recent…guest?" Moe tried to get the two's attention.

"Not till this Furball get's it through his head I don't give a shit about Charlie." Angel said to Moe.

"You're the one with the thick skull fucker! You keep denying you don't care when in fact you do!" Husk said with a heated tone.

"Why you lowly small mind ingrates! You have the balls to keep ignoring me like I'm nothing! Looks like I need to-BAM! WHOMP! SLAM! WHAM!"

But before he could finish his threat, both Angel and Husk simultaneously strike Jeremiah in different parts of his body before ending it by slamming their fits in the face with enough force to fling him across the room and slammed to the wall at the opposite end of the Lobby. He slid down before slumping on the ground knocked out cold.

"Fuck that guy was annoying as hell." Husk scuffed.

"You said it but man that felt good! I always feel better after wailing on some idiot. Whelp, I'm getting something to eat, wanna bite?" Angel asked the Cat.

"…Ah fuck it…sure." He shrugged before heading to the kitchen with Angel.

Moe floated there silently trying to piece together what the fuck just happened. One moment the two were arguing about Angel denying his feelings for the Princess, to Jeremiah barged in but the two ignoring him, to them knocking him the fuck out and went to get something to eat seemingly dropping their current conversation about Angel's inability to accept he cared for Charlie. The robot looked over to Jeremiah for a little bit before floating over to him. He scanned his vitals and his scans revealed that he had a concussion, small fractures on his spine, a bruised left lung, and a small cut on the back of his head. But he concluded they weren't server or life threatening.

"Well…at least he's not in immediate danger…for the current situation as least. I better let Princess Magne know about this latest development so she can determine the best option. And as for the conversation Mister Dust and Husk had…I think it isn't pertinent enough to bring up…plus it was a little too private to talk about outside of them." Moe culminate his thoughts.

And so Moe floated off to find Charlie leaving Jeremiah in the lobby. And once again, Alastor took the initiative to relocate him to a random location in the city. Now, one would think that this latest failed attempt would finally sink in that he was not going to accomplish his goal of fighting Godzilla and call it quits.

But it wasn't.

In fact, he continued for six days straight! Yeah, this dumbfuck would come back to the hotel, barging in at random points in the place, usually popping on a few of the HH Crew who were just minding their own business, he would talk big game and demand to fight the King, have his Gluteus Maximus thoroughly kicked, and thrown out of the hotel. And this type of cycle would happen for Six. Days. Straight! And here's the kicker, through this entire time of doing this, not once did Godzilla had physical confrontation with the Imp.

You heard right, all the times he was pummeled like a noob, it was usually the others that brought the pain train on him, not Godzilla.

I kinda feel bad for this dude…actually no, he deserves it.

So where does that leave him? It will come to no one's surprise that despite failing for NINE days he was far from giving up.

Not by a long shot.


LOCATION UNKOWN


"I'm almost done Boss, just a few more and we're done. Just hold on a little more." And Imp underling said to Jeremiah.

"Hurry up! This is seriously uncomfortable!" Jeremiah whined on the sofa.

"I know, just stay still."

"And I'm tel-YEOW!" He suddenly yelled from the pain of a small cactus plant being removed from his butt.

…I'm sorry…the fuck?

"That looks painful." Another Imp said wincing a little from seeing that.

"YOU DON'T SAY?! Yeah it hurts! I got shot in the ass by a cactus canon from that red suited freak at the hotel. A CACTUS CANON! Who the fuck owns a freak'n canon that shoots mini cactus plants?!" Jeremiah yelled at the Imp who made that comment.

…Cactus Canon…how would that even work…no…no don't think, just accept and move on. Some rabbit holes are just too deep to drop.

Jeremiah was laying on a beat-up sofa in an empty one story building the Gang owned. It was just him and three members with one of them removing the mini cactus plants from Jeremiah. He removed six so far and had two left to got and the Imp that was doing it was able to quickly remove the last two.

"And done. Now I would suggest you don't sit down for some time." He said as he placed the last plant on a table.

"Gee really, thanks for the hot tip idiot!" He snapped at him.

"So…what now Boss?" The third Imp asked.

"What do you think, I'm back to that dump to get my title!"

The three Imps looked at each other with uncertainty on their faces as they made small groans. Jeremiah looked at their hesitant which made him growled and his stare turned hard.

"What?" He asked them with an annoyed tone in his voice.

"It's just…well you went back to that place almost ten days in a row and…didn't even come close to the beast let alone beat it. And every time you got you ass handed to you by everyone else. So…maybe you might think of…letting this one go?" The Imp spoke carefully trying to get him to understand where he was getting at.

"…Say that again?" Monkey Boi asked with a dead tone.

"Don't take it the wrong way Boss…but it just seems you're wasting your time in this venture and you came up with nothing. Not to mention every time you come back, you are beaten to a pulp and by some of the most embarrassing ways I've ever seen. It's making the Gang look like pussies. So it's probably best to end this now before it gets too out of hand." The Imp how helped him said next.

"…I'm going to ignore what you all said cause I will NOT stop till I get what I deserve!" He yelled at them.

"But-"

"SHUT IT! I'm not listening to your 'insights' so fuck off! NOW!" He screamed at them pulling his gun out and started shooting them.

The three all dodge the shots and ran away from their pissed off Boss leaving him alone. Jeremiah breathed heavily still holding his gun out and didn't move for some time before he let out an irritated grunt and threw his gun across the room in frustration. So now he laid there with an anger look fuming about all that has happened. The Imp Monkey began to think about what to do next. As he thought, his mind went back to what his men said and as much as he loathed to admit it, they had a point.

His method of getting the title that would give him power, respect, and recognition he craves was just as far as ever. So far, all his attempts ended in failure and he was at a lost to what he could do next. One thought he had was to gather all his men and storm the Hotel, he had at least 350 of them so he believes the numbers alone would do the job. But as of now, he only had about 30 on standby, the rest were doing various things all over Hell. So that idea was scrapped. Another was to use some clever plan to lure Godzilla out to be killed, but again that plan wouldn't work for the key members that would make that work are doing something else and it was hard to tell when they will finish.

He even played with the idea of just blowing up the place which he believes would kill the King but that idea wouldn't work for the fact that as of now, he doesn't have any explosives on hand. And it would take too long for his liking to get them. And this leaves him with no options that he liked. He growled out in anger that he couldn't come up with a plan that will give him the win and the thought of quitting slowly crept in his mind. But before the idea overtake him, an idea popped in his head.

What if he gets outside help?

But not just any help, one with extraordinary skills and powers that has given this individual a name and reputation that made them semi-known throughout all of Hell. Now Jeremiah knows getting this one to accept anything when it comes to him will be tricky, it not near impossible. But lucky for him, he had an ace up his sleeves that he believes that will get this person to go along with this venture. And so he pulled out his cellphone and made a few calls to set up the plan that he believes will be a success. All he needs to do is to make sure that this person was in his back pocket for this plan to work. And who was this person Jeremiah will employee?

A person known as the Silver Tongue Devil.


And Cut!

Now this was a fun one to make, even though it took forever to get out.

My Bad!

So we have a new player in this story and boy is he not a bright fucker huh? Not to mention an unlucky dude from the beginning. Shot in the ass by a Cactus Canon…yeah that's what I call unlucky alright. And who is this mysterious what's-his-face he's trying to get? Will he have the power to take on the King? And will the HH Crew give Godzilla some slack from all the hate they are sending his way?

Well if you want those answers, I guess you'll just have come look at the next chapter to get them!

And I wish to give a thanks to Maksell for letting me use his OC and helping me with this chapter, Jerry Boi was fun to write in. All right to this OC goes to Maksell. Let me know what you think about Jerry Boi?

Whelp, I hope you like this one. Please let me know what you think and I'll see you all in the next one! OUT!