Chapter 16: A Date Episode?! Sure, Why Not?
The next day soon came, bringing forth a new wave of relaxation. The thought of them living another day, being in a place that is safe, for the most part, put the all at ease. Well, for most of them, anyway. We join our investigator hero, who was completely worried and anxiety-filled. For today, was the day he went on his first date.
"I don't know about this... What if I mess up? Do you think I should cancel? I should cancel." He sputtered out, as he began to head towards the door.
"Hold it, Mr. Investigator. It's way too late to cancel when you're only mere moments from the promised time," Stolas said, his hands holding a few articles of clothing, "Oooh this is so exciting! I never thought I'd get to see Loona so happy and love stricken. And now, here I am, dressing her lover." He cooed, his fits of laughter holding the sound of his owl-lile hooting. Zack smiled awkwardly, his finger rubbing under his nose. He had to admit, it was a pretty cool feeling. He had never been on a date before, what with the issues that occured back in the day. It made him chuckle in irony. He had no parents, but here was Stolas, filling in the gaps as a kind of makeshift Dad/Mom combo. A bittersweet feeling filled his heart.
"Ah! Here we are, this should do the trick!"
He quickly moved towards him, holding up a leather jacket, black slacks, and a light blue undershirt.
"This should do the trick! You'll absolutely perfect wearing this." He said, matter-of-factly. Zack tilted his head in curiosity, staring at his reflection.
"You don't think it's a little too much? I mean, I was just thinking of wearing a polo and some khakis..."
Stolas only chuckled, handing the clothes to him, "Oh, trust me, it'll be perfect. Anyway, go and get dressed! It'll be time for you to go soon." He quickly nudged him towards the closet to change, though Zack still felt that maybe he could try something different. He shrugged it off. If Stolas thought it was a good idea, who was he to disagree? Not like he had any experience in these things.
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We now moved to the girls, Loona and Octavia. Funnily enough, our resident hellhound was just as nervous, even though she had easily landed the date with him.
"I dunno about this...you think he's really okay with it? I mean, I was kinda being emotional and shit..."
Octavia rolled her eyes and snickered, her fingers going through the hellhound's silver hair, "You have nothing to worry about on that front. Zack isn't one to just kiss a girl out of nowhere. He's a bit of a nervous one, trust me. Besides, he's the one that asked you, right?"
She blushed deeply, her mind slowly recalling what had happened. Her lips tingled, as if they were reimagining the sensation she felt. It sent shivers down her spine down to the furthest reaches of her tail. She cleared her throat, as she nodded her head and answered, "Y-Yeah, yeah, that's right. It was after we kissed and Moxxie and Millie caught us...on the desk..."
Octavia stopped, her eyes widening and her cheeks growing a dark blush, "Wait, you two didn't..."
"No no no, not at all! Well, we might have, but after they barged in, we both kinda got embarrassed and such, ya know?" She said, her clawed fingers scratching the back of her neck. Octavia huffed in relief, as she composed herself.
"Well, in any case, you shouldn't worry about it too much. You and Zack are a much better pair than what you think, trust me. With how much he's been around you, and you him, it was a matter of time till you both grew attached." Octavia giggled, as she helped fix her hair into a loose, low-hanging ponytail.
"Yeah... I just can't help but feel guilty... I mean, I'm the one who brought him here, almost killed him. You sure he doesn't hold any of that shit against me? Like, does he have a grudge or some of that bullshit?"
Octavia frowned. Though she wanted to say that he didn't, she couldn't tell her what she didn't know. Deep down, maybe he did, but even with the possibility, she knew still knew how Zack was. After that night with her mother, she knew he wasn't the type to hurt others in that way. Not all humans were like that, and Zack was one of the few who were actually genuine.
"If I know my big bro, he's the one who's nervous right now. You need to be confident and, for lack of a better term, a bad bitch with a cool attitude. After all, you're the one with more experience, so you're gonna have to be there to relax him today," she gently pats her shoulder, smiling softly, "And in regards to what you're feeling, that only proves you've grown attached to him and actually care about him. Zack isn't stupid, I'm sure he knows how you feel. I think that's why he trusts you so much, too."
Loona smiled softly, a wave of relief enveloping her body. Sometimes, it was better to be told that than just thinking that over and over. With a nod, she brushed herself off and ditched her clothes, heading for the closet.
"Alrighty, help me pick out an outfit! Something so sexy that he won't ever be able to look away!"
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Time passed, as Zack stood in the main hall, just below the staircase. Adorning his picked out clothes, he held a small bouquet of black roses, thanks to Stolas's garden. He silently waited, while the large owl and the imp couple watched from a nearby entranceway. He glanced at them, worry present on his face. The three demons gave him an encouraging thumbs up and smiled.
"Geez... What am I doing? I'm getting nervous for no reason. You'll do fine Zack, you'll be fine..." He mumbled, as he fixed his leather jacket. If she said yes, then there was no need to worry about what came after. She obviously wanted to hang out with him, so what was the point in getting all worried? There was nothing to be worried about, nothing at all.
"Hey, waited long?"
Zack jolted, the sound of the familiar female voice pulling him from his anxiety-filled thoughts. His eyes slowly looked up towards the top of the stairs. It was then that he remembered why he was so nervous. There she was, standing at the top of the staircase, adorning a black and blood-red dress, the length stopping just below her thigh. The dress was form-fitting, with a window at the center of her chest. The sides of it had equally long slits, exposing more of her soft furry thighs, while her neck hand her normal choker on. Her black gloves adorned her hands, her black socks adding the finishing touch to her outfit.
Zack could only stare in disbelief, his body freezing yet warming up at the same time. She stepped down the stairs, her hips swaying with every step she took, "Someone's looking pretty sexy, huh? Didn't think you had it in you~" she cooed, her left hand on her hip. He didn't answer, his mind was constantly repeating the same thing over and over again.
"Wolf girl, wolf girl, wolf girl, step on me..."
She snapped her fingers in his face, raising an eyebrow in curiosity, "Hey, hell to Zack."
He shook his head, the stupor he felt slowly leaving him. Luckily, he was able to keep himself calm, for the most part.
"S-Sorry! Um, I just uh, kinda got lost there, heh..."
She smirked, her body leaning down, as her finger gently poked his nose, "What? Got lost in my sexy good looks, huh?"
"... You're beautiful..." He mumbled, his eyes staring into hers. That instantly made her heart swoon. Once again, he used a word that was much more intimate, than just saying something like sexy or banging. It made her feel actually loved. She cleared her throat and grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the door with a dark blush on her face.
"Th-Thanks... Now, come on, Casanova. We're burning daylight..." She muttered, growing more embarrassed. As the two exited the mansion, the Octavia, Moxxie, Millie, and Stolas smiled, all of them feeling happy from the adorable display. Little did they know, someone else was watching from the top of the staircase. The last imp, Blitzo, who had just left his room, was silently watching them, his face holding a bittersweet smile. He didn't know what to think at that moment. On one hand, he was happy that his daughter was finally happy with someone, but on the other hand, it was with Zack. He knew, at some point, she'd get hurt, especially with what he knew.
"I'm impressed. I would have thought that you'd try to stop them." Stolas said, as he walked up the stairs and stood beside him. Blitzo sighed, his hands in his pockets.
"Yeah, well, I already made her pissed. Last thing I want is to make her angry," he leaned against the railing, his eyes looking down towards the ground below, "Geez, made her threaten me and angry at me, all in the same day. Ain't that a kick in the dick..."
Stolas frowned. He knew first-hand what that was like. It was only recently that he and Octavia started to truly bond. Funny enough, all it took was Loo Loo Land burning down and the slight possibility of getting murdered by a psychopathic animatronic clown. He shook his head, his hand gently resting on Blitzo's shoulder.
"Come now, I'm sure she was just a little bit on edge after what happened. She'll be okay; I'm more worried about Zack right now..."
Blitzo closed his eyes, huffing softly in worry, "...I know... About Zack, I mean..."
Stolas glanced at him, his eyebrow raised in wonder, "So, you did know. I figured as much, which just begs the question; why were you so harsh to him? He did nothing wrong, yet you said all those cruel things."
Blitzo bit his lip, his mind doing his best to find the answers. A part of him didn't really know, or rather, he wanted to find a better excuse. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't figure out anything, except for the truth. He turned himself around and leaned against the railing, his facing holding a look of hurt and worry.
"...I guess I don't wanna get attached to him..." he rubbed the back of his head, as he continued, "I've seen and have ran into a shit ton of humans, mostly when dealing with my clients. Humans ain't exactly the greatest of folks. If what I'm thinking right now is happening...then I know that Loona is only gonna get hurt..."
"I see...Though I believe that's only half of the problem." Blitzo's eyes widened, as he stared at him, "You're worried about Loona, but you're also worried about yourself as well... You've already accepted him as family, haven't you?"
The silence filled the room, both of them staring deep within their eyes. It was odd, they never had a heart to heart talk like this before, and it only made it stranger when Stolas was actually right. He did already see him as a part of the I.M.P family, which was something that not many people got the chance to be a part of.
Without even getting a response, Stolas continued, "You're worried that when he finds out, he may go against not only Loona, but you, Moxxie, and Millie as well. You don't want to experience the loss of someone you deem as family, thus you treat him like this. The building was only the tip of the iceberg, I'm guessing."
Silence filled the room once again, another sign that he was right. With a sigh of defeat, he nodded his head and closed his eyes, "...I just don't know what's gonna happen. If things go bad, then.."
"Now now, we both need to remember that Zack isn't like every human. If anything, I don't believe Zack belongs here, and if he could, he'd be in a much better place right now," Stolas gently touched Blitzo's cheek, giving it a gentle squeeze, "So, trust in Zack. He's not your everyday human. He is his own person, a unique specimen; he's our Zack. Let's be there for him in his time of need, just as Loona has been since their meeting."
He smiled, a wave of relief washing over Blitzo's body. Even if there was a chance that things could be bad, he still had to believe in him. After all, that's what family does.
"Yeah... I guess we do, huh? I guess I can trust him, if only a little bit, but if he fucks my daughter, he's losing an eye and possibly one of his balls." he said with a huff. Stolas chuckled awkwardly, making a mental note not to say anything about their close to sexual escapade in his study. With a clasp of his hands, he smiled softly and headed towards the stairs.
"Well then, shall we get some breakfast? You must be hungry, aren't you, little imp?" he cooed. Blitzo rolled his eyes and chuckled, as he walked down the stairs with him.
"Yeah, sure, why not? All that gut spilling has got me fuckin starving."
He pushed open the door, winking playfully, "Maybe after breakfast, you and I can-" he stopped, his eyes widening with shock. The entire kitchen was left in a state of disarray; glass was all over the ground, the table was flipped over, and multiple pieces of food and was scattered about the floor. The two froze in fear, completely confused and worried at the stte of the kitchen.
"What?! What is the meaning of this?! Who did this?! Wait, where's-" he winced, his neck searing with a sharp pain. He touched it, his body growing weak and numb in and instance. He fell to the floor, his eyes closed, leaving Blitzo to catch him.
"Hey, this ain't the time for a nap! Where the fuck is Mox-?!" before he could finish, he felt the same exact pain, the numbness attacking at his limbs. His eyes drooped and his body tumbled, leaving both of them to silently go unconscious.
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As the two walked down the sidewalk, they both slowly felt themselves grow nervous. For Zack, it was because this was the first time he'd been on a date, but in Loona's case, this was the first time she'd been on a date with someone she genuinely liked. For both of them, it was a first experience, one that they didn't want to screw up.
"Um, so, how's you day been? Relaxing at all?" He asked, his face holding a flustered smile. Loona nodded, her clawed fingers fumbling with her dress.
"Y-Yeah, I guess. How about you? I mean, you were pretty fucked up the other day, so..."
He nodded his head, scratching the back of his head, "Mhm, thanks to you... Guh, not that I mean that I was waiting for you to kiss me, but I, you know, was just happy you did."
Her face grew a deeper shade of red, as she looked back at him, "Hold on! You kissed me, not the other way around!" She exclaimed, pointing a clawed finger at him.
"H-Huh?! No I didn't, you made the first move!"
"I'm pretty sure you did! Wait...did you, or did I?"
Zack blinked, rubbing his chin, "I don't know... Wanna just say it was a combined effort?"
"Yeah, sure. Fuck it." She chuckled out, shrugging her arms. Zack smiled, chuckling with her. He slowly took her hand, holding it gently and lovingly. To his surprise, she also held his. It was strange; the both of them met in such a strange way, and to make it stranger, they weren't even the same species. One of them was a human, and the other was a demon hellhound, yet they both were attached to each other. It made them both a bit weirded out, but it was a good weird in their opinion. They soon slowly stepped into a nearby park, their steps ringing down the trail.
"Do you think Blitzo saw us leave?" Zack asked, as he looked up at her.
"Maybe, but I'm not worried. He can say and think whatever he wants. Dumbass, saying all of that shit..." She growled out, her ears pressing against her head. He frowned. As much as Blitzo hurt him emotionally, he still didn't want her to think of him like that. He was, after all, still her father, one that truly cared for her.
"I wouldn't take what he said to heart... He was just angry, is all."
Her head whipped towards him, her face holding an awe-filled expression, "What are you, a doormat?! I mean, didn't you feel anything there? He was just grilling you and spouting out all that shit. How can you just write it off as him being angry...?"
Zack looked back up at her, frowning slightly. In a way, he was angry at him, but he didn't want to just go and feel hatred for him. If he were to lose something he built from the ground up, he would feel the same. In a way, he did feel something pretty similar.
"I think the walls were just the tip of the iceberg. Let me put it like this; if they were able to easily destroy their building...then there are other things that they could do too..."
"Pfft, yeah? Like what?" She said with a scoff. He sighed softly, his grip on her hand tightening.
"...They could hurt you too..." He muttered. Silence filled the area, the realization hitting her like a truck. She couldn't help but agree with her. If they were to do something stupid, then death would instantly be around the corner. She wanted to say something back, but she couldn't. What could you really say after that?
"He's afraid that you'll be hurt at some point. That's why he got angry, I'm sure. That's why I'm not gonna hold it against him... But he doesn't have to worry. I'm gonna do whatever I can to protect you and everyone else!" He exclaimed, grinning up at her happily. Instead of smiling and nodding, she reacted by giving him a flick to his forehead, stunning him.
"That's sweet and all, but I don't feel like being a damsel in distress. If you're protecting me, then I'm gonna protect you too. We're in this together, and we'll get out of this together. Got it?"
Zack's eyes widened, a slight bit surprised at that statement. He was expecting for her to say that he was out of his league or that she didn't need his help. Instead, she wanted to not only be protected, but to protect him as well. It made him feel...hot. Very, very hot.
"I'm gonna kiss you again..." He mumbled, his face still holding the awe-filled expression. She smirked, pulling him closer by the collar of his shirt.
"About time you grew some balls~" She said her throat slowly rumbling with a deep, sensual growl, one that sent waves of electricity down Zack's spine. Her lips grew closer, mere inches away from brushing against his, "Kiss me then, you pussy~"
That was all he needed to here. His lips crashed and collider with hers, as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She huffed against his lips in delight, her arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him against her body. The two slowly tumbled to the grassy ground, their kiss growing deeper and more passionate. Her legs wrapped around his waist and their tongues danced with each other. The on-lookers watched, while a few snapped some photos. They'd probably end up online, but they didn't care. The only thing they wanted was their attention. The two slowly pulled away, before Loona gently lapped and kissed his neck, her fingers slowly combing through his hair.
"Nngh, L-Loona, careful..." Zack muttered, his hands gripping at her back gently. She chuckled lowly, her eyes flashing a devilish gleem.
"Ooh~? What, here~?" He cooed in his ear, as her tongue slowly licked up his neck, kissing it once again. He gasped softly, his body trembling and tingling with excitement. He knew what this was, yet he still couldn't believe it, and if it was what it seemed, then that raised some an even bigger question. Was she planning on doing this, in public?!
"W-Wait, Loona, aren't we kinda in-" before he could finish, she pressed her finger against his lips, silencing him. Her crimson eyes stared deep into his own, as she licked her lips with a growing hunger, one that would only grow as the seconds went by.
"Not like anyone's gonna stop us~ Besides, I can tell you're not against it~" she whispered, her warm breath heating up his ear. She pointed down at his waist teasingly, bringing a dark blush to his cheeks.
"Th-Thats... A reflex... I mean, wh-what guy wouldn't be excited from this...?" He mumbled, his eyes looking away in a mix of shame and embarrassment. She could only chuckle at him and his flustered nature. It only went to show that, in this situation, she was in charge. That fact was what drove her over the edge of rational thinking.
"I'm guessing a guy that isn't a furry~ Buuut, fuck it, maybe I can have a bit of fun with one, if he's you~ Now, just relax, while I-" her voice cut off instantly, her hand gripping at the side of her neck. Zack looked back at her, a bit confused on what was going on with her. That look soon turned into one of worry, as she slumped to the ground, laying on top of him.
"Wh-What the... Loona, what's wrong?!" He shouted, shaking her shoulders slightly. He winced, a sharp pain appearing on the left side of his neck. He reached for it and pulled at the sharp objects sticking out of his skin and looked at it. It was a small bullet, but it had a sharp needle-like point at the end, the other side having a strange feather type look to it.
"Wait...this is..." His eyes began to drop and his body became numb. The world was slowly swirling around him, morphing and conjoining to a strange mess of colors and shapes. He couldn't keep himself awake, nor could he get off of the ground. Someone was watching and waiting for them, and at this moment, they were finally about to strike.
"Damn it... Tranquilizer... Shit-biscuits..." He mumbled, his body slowly slumping on to the ground, and his consciousness fading.
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Darkness surrounded Zack's body, as his eyes slowly opened, allowing him to view the shadowy, misty area he found himself. With a groan, he sat up, his hand gently rubbing at his neck.
"Where am I...? Wait, is this my mind again...?" He muttered, as he stood to his feet and brushed his slacks, "Last I was here was when I first ran into M... So why am I-"
"Ah, it appears we meet once again."
His eyes widened, as looked behind him, following the sound of the demon's voice. This time, his boney hands were fully developed with skin and muscle, and his body was a much fuller and muscular build than what it was before. Zack slowly took in every bit and piece of his body. Was he growing? Was he developing in some way? If so, how?
"The hell do you want? If you hadn't noticed, I don't have the time to listen to your bullshit." Zack groaned, his shocked face now adorning a look of annoyance. M only smirked, which Zack could instantly tell, even with his hooded face.
"Oh, just thought I'd come and chat you up. Why else would I have you here?"
Zack rolled his eyes and crossed his arms in front of his chest, "Oh cut the bullshit, alright? There's something else, I'm sure. So, tell me what it is."
M chuckled, his shoulders shrugging in defeat. If there was one thing Zack didn't need, nor want right now, it was someone beating around the bush. He stepped closer to him, chuckling lowly.
"Oh, nothing really. I just need a favor. Just something small and insignificant, I'm sure."
Zack raised an eyebrow. Whatever this was, it was definitely not gonna be good, "And that would be?"
"Well, you see, I haven't exactly been honest with you. The truth is, I have been using your body for a little something, nothing terrible, I assure you, but it's beginning to get to the final stages. Now, in order for my final stages to be complete, I'll need something of yours," he slowly leaned forward, his face mere inches for Zack's, "Your body, Zack. I need your body."
He blinked in confusion, the sentence not exactly hitting him.
"My body? The hell is that supposed to mean? What, like you want to take my body on a joyride?" He questioned. M only snickered. Suddenly, his hand reached forward and wrapped around his neck, his eyes glowing past the shadow that casted over his face.
"You think you're so funny, don't you? Thin you're so tough, just because you have some powers and a few people that you've killed. Well, let me assure you, you're nothing compared to me," he slammed him down to the ground, a smirk growing on the attacking demon's face, "Now get this through your skull, human. Your body is mine, all mine. Do you know how many demons would kill to have your body, to posses it, to live in it? You just have no idea the jackpot I've found in you."
Zack growled, his hands gripping at M's wrist, "Sorry, my adoring audience usually likes it when I give a few quips. Besides, I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I don't even know how I'm doing this, or what's so special about me."
"That's the problem, you don't know. You don't know just how lucky you are. Well, how's about I give you a hint?" He leaned forward more until he was right up in his ear, before whispering into it "You are what every sinner is, yet are what they yearn to be. Your very existence is a sin, one that breaks the laws of the living and the dead. Though many have tried to become what you are, only you have ever been the peak example of this little, experiment," he growled deeply, his fingers digging further into Zack's poor skin, "And I'm going to enjoy taking this body from you, hopefully by force~"
Before Zack could attest to his final statement, the last thing he saw was a close-up of the demon's fist.
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Zack's eyes shot open, as he launched himself off of the ground and on to his feet, his hand pulling out his dagger.
"Alright asshole, you wanna fight?!" He shouted. No answer, nothing but silence. He slowly looked around his surroundings. Gone were the mist and darkness, now being replaced with a trashed and dirtied room. The widows were barred and bolted shut, while the floors were littered with trash and broken wood. It made him thank his lucky stars that he was wearing shoes.
"Okay... Was that just a dream then...?" He questioned, his hand reaching up to his nose. It stung, and strangely, blood was leaking from his nostrils. It was as if he was physically hurt, but how? He wasn't actually there, just his mind. Was it a coincidence? He shook his head at the thought. At this point and moment, there were no such thing as coincidences, and the threat that was given to him wasn't to be taken lightly.
"Whatever he's got planned, I need to be careful... Anyway, where am I? Some sort of old room?"
He stepped towards the the only way out, where a door was barely hanging on it's hinges. Judging from the state of things, the building had to have been abandoned for a while, longer than what it seemed.
"Wherever I am, it's definitely quiet... I better find Loona and get the hell out of here, and fast." He mumbled, as he stepped out of the room. It was just a straight shot, so it wouldn't be too difficult to feel his way around the dark hallways. Before he could take one step, the sound of a loaded gun rung through his ears. He could feel the presence of someone behind him, someone who was definitely taller.
"Don't move. Make one wrong step, and I'll-" without a second of hesitation, Zack tilted his head and lunged backwards, his back pressing against the assailant's chest. He quickly grabbed his wrist and swing him towards the wall, his other hand pulling out his dagger and aiming it towards the attacker's neck.
"What you'll do is tell me where I'm-" he stopped, his eyes widening and staring deep into the eyes of a familiar face, "Hold on, Angel Dust?!"
The spider's eyes grew in shock, "Hey, I know you, you're that human! What was your name? Um, Zack! That was it!" he said, snapping his fingers. He quickly released him and sheathed his dagger, his free hand rubbing the back of his neck.
"Sorry about that. I guess I was a little too on guard there."
Angel waved him off, a grin on his face, "Eh, don't worry about it. If we were in some other situation, I'd probably tell you to choke me harder, hehe."
Zack rolled his eyes, letting out an awkward chuckle. He slipped his hands into his pockets, his mind deep in thought once again. Why was he here? Were the others captured too?
"How did you end up here? Don't tell me you just wondered into this place." Zack asked, tilting his head in thought.
"That's the thing. One minute I'm 'bout to give some guy a bj, then the next thing I know, I'm knocked out and end up waken up in some room. I must have heard you shouting, because I went and followed your voice, only to get pinned against the wall," he smirked, booping Zack's nose, "Which I gotta admit was pretty sexy."
Zack rubbed his nose, deciding just to ignore the spider demon's advances, "I see... Did you feel a sharp pain anywhere?"
"Now that you mention it, yeah. It was somewhere in my chest fluff here." he said, pushing up his fluff from under his sweater. Without a chance to stop him, Zack reached his hand into his fluffy chest, digging into his sweater.
"What the?! Hey, what gives?! You gotta pay if you wanna cop a feel!"
Zack's eyes lit up, as he felt his hand hold a small, foreign object. He pulled the out the small object and brought it close to his face. Just as he thought, it was a small dart-like bullet, with a red feather at the bottom. It looked just like the one that shot him. A carbon copy, if you will.
"It looks just like the one that shot me... This is bad..." he muttered, rubbing his chin. Angel raised an eyebrow, wondering just what he was thinking about.
"You good kid?" he asked, his hands on his hips. Zack nodded, sighing softly.
"Yeah, I'm alright... I'm just a bit worried about someone... She was with me when we both got jumped..." he answered, his left foot tapping on the ground.
"Well, if you're worried, lets just go and keep following the path. Pretty sure we'll get to the end in no time."
He nodded in response, as they started to head down the hallway. Throughout the entirety of the walk, the only sound that filled the dark and dreary hallway, was the sound of their clicking heels against the tiled floor. Angel slowly began to observe him, noticing his change of clothes and his assortment of throwing knives and his dagger.
"So, what happened to you? You're all decked out and lookin' serious and shit."
Zack blinked in confusion, as he looked down at his clothes and weapons, before shrugging his shoulders, "Long story, but basically, I ended up getting hired as an investigator to solve a specific case. Got this uniform, these weapons, and a place to stay for free, too."
Angel nodded his head, his gloves hand brushing his hair back out of his face. Even if he was expecting something strange, he wasn't expecting something that strange. He didn't press the matter, though. It merely gnawed at the back of his mind, curiosity at it's finest. After a few more minutes, the soon came up to a large set of double doors, ones that looked like they were just refurbished.
"Hm, odd... They look brand new. Definitely doesn't look like they belong here..." He thought, as he readied his dagger and pressed his hand against the door gently, "Be on guard, we don't know what's gonna come up here."
The spider demon nodded his head, pulling out a pair of twin tommyguns, "Don't worry, I'll be well prepared to penetrate them with a few well placed shots."
Ignoring the sexual innuendo, he took a deep breath and pushed the door open. The light blinded the two, an easy showing of how bright the room was in comparison to the hallway they traversed. As their eyes adjusted, they could make out a large group in front of them.
"Who's there?" Zack called out, blinking rapidly.
"Wait, Zack?!" The sound of a familiar female voice rang through his ear, before he was tackled to the ground and embraced tightly, "Fucking shit, I was so worried about you! After I got knocked out, I woke up in some room and I went to look for you, but-"
Zack smiled flusteredly. He was relieved that it was just Loona who tackle-hugged him.
"It's alright, no need to worry. I'm just happy you're safe. Um, can you get off of me please? You're kinda sitting on something important."
Loona blushed a deep red, as she quickly got to her feet and brushed her dress off, before helping the human investigator to his feet. Looking behind her, he could see not only Blitzo, Moxxie, Millie, Stolas, and Octavia, but Charlie and her friends too! He raised an eyebrow in question, as he waved to them all.
"Um, heya guys. Let me guess, you all got knocked out and brought here to this building." He questioned, to which they all nodded and voiced their agreement. Husker rubbed his eye, letting out a half-drunken growl.
"Somebody gonna tell us where we are? I mean, this ain't exactly the first time I've woken up in some strange place, but this is fuckin' ridiculous." The winged cat demon huffed. Alastor merely shrugged, his grin still present, even with the turn of events.
"If I knew, I'm certain I would have said it before. However, I'm not even quite sure where this is." The radio demon said behind his radio-styled, static-y voice filter.
Blitzo raised an eyebrow in confusion, "I think the better question is, who the fuck are these guys?"
"Sir, I think that guy is Alastor, The Radio Demon. And that woman there, that's Charlie Magne, the Princess of Hell." Moxxie explained, whispering into his ear. Charlie smiled awkwardly, waving at Blitzo and his group.
"Hello there... Um, nice to meet you," she looked over at Zack, her smile growing more relaxed, "I'm glad to see you're okay. After you left, you went quiet. Um, what's with the new outfit?"
Zack chuckled, clearing his throat, "Oh, well you see-" before he could explain, th sound of static filled them room. The group all looked towards the ceiling, noticing a few monitors that hung from the walls. On the screen was nothing but a shadowy figure, one that was shrouded by the static and snow that filled the screen. Suddenly, a voice found it's way out through the speakers, startling everyone.
"Pupupupu, rise and shine, Ursine!"
To Be Continued...