Hi again everyone! And now we come to the requested chapter idea from Apotheosis0. And of course since episode four kinda answered our question, I think it's appropriate to bring in...a familiar character. As well as reconnect with Mrs. Mayberry. Let's get into it
Chapter 8: Cannibal Corpse
Momo arrived home after an assassination. He decided he get the lead off and meditate for awhile. He then turned on some music to help calm his nerves.
(Around the World - Daft Punk)
Momo got into a meditative pose and his mind began to feel at peace. Everything that had happened this year was a roller coaster of craziness. First, of course, the assassination of the Satanic cannibal family, second being Loo Loo Land, the third which was the bet against Verosika, the fourth rogue animatronics, the fifth being cherubs, and finally recently, Striker.
Momo recently contacted Chamele to investigate Striker. He had been pondering why Striker would want to kill Stolas in the first place. I fucking wonder, he thought.
On top of that, this concerned him dearly since surely I.M.P's success has been making bitter enemies. Concerned for Stolas' life and Octavia's, he texted Chamele to begin investigating Striker's endgame. The news he would get made his skin crawl. Turns out Striker was a hired gun. Meaning someone had put a hit on Stolas' head. Momo made a solemn vow afterwards.
Whoever put Stolas in danger and put a hit on his head...was going to die.
A rattle was heard, breaking his meditation. Momo looked around, katana now in hand. "Who's there?" he demanded.
Wait. Shit...I know that sound, Momo thought. He recognized the rattle. And standing in the hall was a familiar cowboy imp. It was Striker.
"Striker?" Momo demanded.
"Did ya miss me?" Striker asked, a fanged grin on his face.
"How the hell did you find this place?" Momo growled.
"You'd be surprise that once I got a scent on you, I can find you no problem. Plus I've been looking into you," Striker said, stepping into the room.
"And what is it you want exactly?" Momo asked, his voice low and threatening.
"I thought I could talk to someone," Striker shrugged.
"And get me to side with you? As if! After nearly assassinating Stolas, you think I would want to side with a backstabbing snake like you?!" Momo snarled, his mask now red.
"Figured you would turn that down if I asked," Striker smirked, "Oh well...to each his own."
"Well you figured right! Considering Chamele has been on your tail and I know what you are now. A hired gun!" Momo accused.
Striker smiled a crooked grin, "Now you're catching on. Smart boy. Remind me to execute Chamele afterwards."
"And it is exactly for that reason I refuse to betray my comrades! So get this through your thick skull of yours! I will never, I repeat, never turn my back on those I love!" Momo shot back.
Striker had his tail around Momo's neck. But he didn't tighten it, "Watch it, samurai. I ain't stupid you know."
"Well then. If you don't have anything else to say in this matter, I say you see yourself out before I carve your hide. Oh and tell the one who hired you that I'm coming for him," Momo ordered.
Striker just chuckled darkly, "Oh you'll find out soon enough. And you seem so protective. Like if you're not there, that Goetia could be lying in a pool of blood."
"And I look up to him too. I consider him like a majestic daimyo," Momo preached.
"I know of the other members of the family too. Especially that...friend of yours," Striker taunted.
Momo's eyes widened and with a loud snarl, he slashed at Striker who just dodged and laughed. Momo's mask was completely red.
"Anata wa meinu no osanai musuko! Leave her out of it!" Momo exploded.
Striker laughed some more. He seemed to enjoy getting under his skin and making Momo angry, "Oh I mean I'm not really bringing her into it. But seriously, a sinner befriending a Goetia? How does that even work?"
"You stay away from Octavia! She has nothing to do with this! If you lay one finger on her you son of a bitch, I'll have your head on a plate!" Momo screamed.
"Ooh, no need for the hostilities," Striker provoked.
Momo was breathing with rage. In his head, he could imagine carving his hide and planting Striker's head on a mount to show whoever hired him to kill Stolas to not fuck with him.
"I'm almost tempted to see how far your anger would go. See how far you would go to protect your best friend, your coworkers, and your two senseis..." Striker said, "But I think not. I think our time is up. I'd make sure you have a closer eye on your bestie now. I would hate for something to happen to her should Hera take her away. Remember that clue well," Striker smirked before slithering out.
Momo sighed as he exited. Never before had he been scared for both Stolas and Octavia. Not helping that the fact he knows of Octavia really puts him in a way he wants to slice Striker in half the next time they met to ensure Stolas and Octavia remain alive in this Hell.
The next day...
Momo arrived at the office. He decided to walk this time. He entered the I.M.P office. Blitzo was the first to notice his approach. Loona as usual was on her phone.
"Ah, good morning, Momo! Waiting on the-," Blitzo stopped himself when he saw that Momo looked a bit exhausted than usual, "What happened to you? You don't look so good."
"Oh you wanna know? That snake somehow found my place," Momo ranted.
"Oh god fucking dammit," Blitzo muttered.
"Yeah. Somehow Striker found out where I lived. I want to also mention that I had Chamele investigate Striker. Turns out he was a hired gun. Who hired him? I do not know," Momo replied.
Moxxie and Millie walked in upon hearing the whole thing.
"Oh crumbs. That can't be good," Moxxie gulped.
"I swear on Izanami's prayers if I found who did this, I'll have his head on a pike as a sign to not fuck with us," Momo growled.
"We'll worry about that later. Right now, it's murder time. You're not too exhausted for that, are you?" Blitzo chirped, back to his usual nonchalant self.
Momo's mask turned green, "Not at all! Who's the unlucky victims this time?"
"Glad to see you're eager!" Millie cheered.
"Well, a bird, not unlike Stolas, came through here, issuing a hit on a cult that's far removed from reality," Blitzo reported.
"A cult, eh? What kind of cult?" Momo asked, his mask blue again.
"It appears to be the eldritch kind," Blitzo noted.
"Wow and they're far removed from reality you said...hey, I just had an idea," Momo addressed.
"Let's hear it," Blitzo said, both three imps listening.
"We should analyze what kind of god they're worshipping and then take notes. If it appears that the god they "worship" takes many forms, then we can create a false sense of security and then slaughter them," Momo proposed.
"Not a bad idea," Blitzo admitted.
"But what if it's based on the appearance of a god that they know it for?" Moxxie asked.
"We'll get to that once we cross that bridge. For now, let's get a move on so we can get things going," Momo replied.
"That's more like it," Blitzo concurred.
The imps drew a pentagram and proceeded to use the grimoire to open a portal into a forest in what seemed to be San Antonio, Texas at night. The imps looked around for a trail with any cult decorations.
They followed a trail to a bonfire that was lit. The altar had weird demonic symbols, looking like tentacles. But the freakiest part was when they saw the cultists. Aside from the robes and tunics, they had gnarled paper-mache masks, as if they resembled masks. And on the altar, a sacrifice was chosen.
One of the cultists carried a meat hammer and slammed it down on the victim, brain matter and gore spraying on the ground as blood spilled on the altar.
Momo couldn't tell what kind of god they were worshipping, but whatever it was...it sure as hell didn't exist. These guys were psycho bonkers.
Moxxie felt queasy for a minute as the cultists began to remove the organs from the corpse. "Oh crumbs..." he whispered.
Among the chants, Blitzo listened closely to them.
Our great god
He who takes the shape of many
We give you the offerings
As we sacrifice the last
Lest we continue to please thee.
"Oh nice. The god they think they're worshipping can take many shapes," Blitzo reported.
"Well then, after the last is sacrificed, that's when they light up the fire more to indicate that they indeed are appeased. That should give them a false sense of security. Once they feel like they appeased us, we slaughter them," Momo instructed.
"Nice one, Momo!" Millie said, smiling at the oni's input.
As soon as the last victim was sacrificed, they lit up the bonfire and it grew to a large size. It was then that the shapes appeared before them. The cultists began to bow and pray, believing they have summoned their god.
Silence came, with the only sound being the fire. Thanks to the imps immunity to fire and Momo being unable to die via normal mortal means, this plan was working.
Then chaos...
Blitzo shot at several of the cultists with his flintlock. Frightened, some of them took up sickles and tangled with Moxxie and Millie. Moxxie shot one several times while Millie split one of it's head open, revealing brain matter.
Momo was seen skewering and impaling the cultists with his scimitars, his mask green with insanity and a murder happy smile.
Within minutes, the cultists laid on the ground. Their limbs torn asunder, blood sprayed on the ground. The assassins looked around.
"Well that's the end of that," Blitzo sighed with content.
"Yeah. Though their attempts to fight back were pathetic," Momo snorted, his mask still green before changing to blue.
"Seriously, they don't even know eldritch gods don't exist. Minus the Goetia of course but they're demons though," Moxxie noted.
Within minutes, they returned back to Hell, another successful kill under their belt. For the rest of the day, they continued more contracted assassinations.
After work, Momo went to get some groceries for the apartment. He had Loona accompany him on the task.
"So anything you need?" Loona asked.
"Well...I could go for something healthy. Gotta make sure I'm top notch," Momo answered.
Loona chuckled, "Just don't go becoming a health nut."
Momo proceeded to buy the necessities such as pistachios, apples, carrots, beans, some spam, and orange juice. For the unhealthy stuff, he bought banana cream pies, sake, ramen noodles, and sushi.
As they were about to leave, Momo spotted a familiar face, "Hey that's..."
Loona looked confused and followed his gaze. At the checkout was Mrs. Mayberry, one of the clients who sent the assassins to murder Martha and her cannibalistic family.
"Mrs. Mayberry!" Momo called out.
In surprise, Mrs. Mayberry turned to the oni. "Oh it's you. The one who helped kill Martha," the former teacher said, recognizing his voice.
"You really are a sight for sore eyes," Momo admitted.
The teacher chuckled, "So what's you and the hellhound doing here?"
"I'm not just a hellhound," Loona deadpanned.
"Oh, I just needed groceries. Business has been decent as of late," Momo answered.
"I see," Mrs. Mayberry noted.
"How are things on your end?" Momo asked.
"First of all, I've managed to land a job at a café, though I hope one day I can teach again," Mrs. Mayberry sighed, "By the way, it's Ms. Mayberry now."
"Duly noted," Momo acknowledged.
The group checked out the groceries and they began to make their way to their cars. But just as they began to exit, a group of demons lead by a hellhound dressed like a gang leader began following them. Momo's mouth curled into a scowl. Amongst the gang of demons was one looking like a praying mantis, a vampire bat, and a mandragora.
"Yo! What'cha runnin' for?" the hellhound called out. Momo did not hesitate to brandish to his scimitars like they were claws.
"Whoa, no need for the hostilities," he said. The demons surrounded them.
"What the fuck do you want?" Loona growled, now looking ready to tear their throats open.
Ms. Mayberry got behind Momo and Loona.
"Well, don't you have some fire in you, babe," the hellhound flirted.
"Keep your hands to yourself, asshole!" Loona snarled. Suddenly, the mandragora sinner wrapped it's vines around both Loona and Ms. Mayberry.
Momo's mask was now red, "Put them down now!"
"Or what?" the hellhound taunted.
Wings flapping in the sky was heard as a black blur suddenly scooped both the mantis and bat sinner were lifted up from the ground. The figure in question looked to resemble that of a crow. He was dressed in a sweatshirt and had wings for arms. His talons were large enough to scoop perhaps maybe a bucket of water. He also had black and gold eyes.
Momo saw the opportunity to cut the hellhound's skin. He stepped back as he began bleeding, "Agh! Fuck!"
Momo then punched the hellhound away. He unsheathed his katana, bit it's blade, heated it, scraped it, and sliced the vines of the mandragora, even catching it on fire. The mandragora sinner was forced to release Loona and Ms. Mayberry.
"You guys alright?" Momo asked.
"Yeah, we're fine!" Ms. Mayberry reported.
The hellhound saw that their guard was down and moved in, but the crow threw the other two sinners at the hellhound, causing the two to crash into them.
The crow landed in front.
"Thank you, sir," Ms. Mayberry acknowledged.
"Oh hey, no problem miss," the crow said, having a sort of Hispanic accent.
"We don't usually get many nice sinners in Hell. It's a good thing you came along, Mr...uh, what is your name?" Loona asked, texting away.
"Call me Raviel," the crow answered.
The three introduced themselves as Momo Tengan, Loona, and Ms. Mayberry.
"By the way, a client ordered an assassination of the cult. That you?" Momo asked.
"Yep. Thanks for offing them," Raviel replied.
Ms. Mayberry couldn't help but blush at the sight of Raviel. The fact that he saved their butts made her smile.
"Hey, no problem, Raviel," Momo thanked.
Raviel flapped his winged arms and then flew off. Momo turned to see Ms. Mayberry smiling. Quickly, she looked away, embarrassed.
"You like him don't you?" Momo asked.
"S-Shut up!" Ms. Mayberry responded, blushing like mad.
"Sorry. Anyway, do you need help with the groceries?" Momo asked.
"Please " Ms. Mayberry responded.
Momo and Loona helped the former teacher load groceries into the trunk of her car. Thanking them, she then got into her car, started the engine, and drove off. Momo watched them go. "Not gonna lie, Loona...it is nice seeing the clients that hired us. Reminds me of Loopty and Lyle."
Loona, as usual, was texting away, "Yep."
Unbeknownst to them, on the rooftop of the supermarket, a figure watched them. A pair of yellow eyes, clearly indicating pure malice, with the intent to kill.
A few hours later...
That night, Momo was dining on some ramen noodles. He couldn't help but think about what happened after work. Ms. Mayberry seemed to have eyed Raviel with affection. Could he be the one to meld the broken heart she had when she was alive? Only time would tell.
He decided to consult Stolas for advice. He spoke to him on the phone.
"Why hello, Momo!" Stolas greeted.
"Evening," Momo greeted back.
"So how are you doing on this fine evening?" Stolas asked.
"Well, earlier after work today, me and Loona ran into a very familiar client. Turns out it just so happens to be Mrs. Mayberry...or I'm sorry, Ms. Mayberry now. She changed it since Martha caused her hubby to commit adultery."
"I see," Stolas noted.
"And then a gang ambushed us. I was prepared to fight them, but another sinner came. It was a recent one that hired us to murder a cult. And I saw that Ms. Mayberry was looking at him afterwards. Sensei, I think she might be in love," Momo explained.
"Now, normally I don't get into affairs with other sinners if it's not you or Blitzy. But perhaps I can give you advice on getting them together if you wish," Stolas said.
"Sure go ahead," Momo replied.
"I think the best you can offer to the client is to get them to know each other and see where it goes from there. That's as much as I can do in terms of advice," Stolas instructed.
"It's not much, but I'll stick to it and see where else it goes from there. Thank you, Stolas. And have a good night," Momo said.
"Toodles," Stolas responded and then hung up.
As Momo laid in bed, he began to ponder his next move. Unfortunately, it would have to be until after work. But, he figured he should speak with Ms. Mayberry, wherever he'll find them. The only problem being that the last time, her husband cheated on her and committed adultery with Martha. So he began to ponder how he would get it to work.
The next day...
During break time, Momo was at a cafe. He had a frozen coffee and a biscuit. He had hoped to see Ms. Mayberry today. And to his look, he saw her enter. He waved to her. Ms. Mayberry smiled.
After getting her coffee, Ms. Mayberry decided to sit at the table. "Hello, Momo," Ms. Mayberry greeted.
"Domo, Ms. Mayberry. It's another way of greeting in Japanese," Momo greeted back.
"So what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you?" the teacher asked.
"Well, first of all, I've seen how you looked at Raviel the other day." Momo noted.
Ms. Mayberry blushed at the comment.
"Now now, it's okay. Your secret with me. In fact, I just need you to be honest for a minute...do you like him?" Momo quizzed.
Ms. Mayberry began to think for a minute. Now that she really thought about it, he did save their skin, even if Momo could've torn the sinners asunder, even if they would come back anyway.
"Y-Yes...Yes I do," Ms. Mayberry answered, "Though I don't know how I should tell him."
Momo pondered an idea for a moment. He had a lightbulb spark in his head.
"Why don't I help you out?" Momo offered.
"How?"
"Well, I would suggest first getting to know him. And if you like, ask him if you want to do something together. It'll take some time but eventually you might get to date him if you so desire," Momo instructed.
"Anything else?" Ms. Mayberry asked.
"Overall, at the very least, just be yourself," Momo instructed, sipping his coffee.
Ms. Mayberry nodded, "But are you sure it's a good idea to see what we're doing?"
"No worries. I am trained in both bushido and ninjutsu. So therefore I should remain hidden," Momo reassured.
Momo then checked his hellphone. "Ooh, I gotta get back to work. But I'll be sure to get to you asap."
Ms. Mayberry smiled, "Take your time. See you soon."
Momo stood up and left the café back to work. Back at I.M.P, he was busy sharpening his blades to prepare for another assassination should it come. He thought perhaps he could get the imps to help out. However, he feels as though he needs to perform his task at hand himself. He'll save the imps as a last resort should something try to ruin it.
Momo decided to call in a meeting, "Everyone, can I talk to you?"
The imps and Loona turned to the oni, "What is it, Momo?" Millie asked.
"I'm gonna need full cooperation on this so listen up. Who here remembers the murder family?" Momo asked.
Moxxie looked away, clearly remembering what happened. All the other imps minus Loona raised their hands.
"What are you going on about?" Blitzo asked.
"Ms. Mayberry, yeah she's Ms now, apparently has found a crush. Me, Loona, and Ms. Mayberry were ambushed, but then a sinner called Raviel saved our assess," Momo explained.
"Raviel?" Moxxie questioned.
Blitzo thought for a minute, "Oh right. The previous client."
"Yeah, the one who was a sacrifice for that cult we killed. Anyway, afterwards, I was at a cafe on break and there she was. We talked for a little bit and wouldn't you know it, she likes him," Momo continued.
"So what's in it for us? Keep in mind we're not bodyguards. That whole incident at Loo Loo Land was a one time thing and we did horribly," Blitzo remarked.
"No we didn't. If we did do horribly, then where would Stolas and Octavia be right now?" Momo countered.
"He's right, sir. Stolas did remain unharmed," Moxxie agreed.
Blitzo thought for a minute but for the life of him, he couldn't think of a response, "Touche."
"Plus the Wrath Ring was supposed to be like a mini vacation...well almost, if it weren't for the fact that backstabbing broomtail nearly murdered Stolas." Momo hissed, his mask red for a minute.
"So what idea do you have?" Loona asked.
"Ok so I'm gonna make sure I cover Ms. Mayberry. Not to worry, I am trained in bushido and ninjutsu, so I can remain hidden. In case of a malfunction, I need you all to come back me up," Momo instructed.
"Done!" Blitzo cheered.
Later...
Momo searched for Raviel. He first had to find him and mention that Ms. Mayberry was at the cafe where he talked with her. He sees Raviel at the park.
"Domo, Raviel," Momo greeted.
Raviel was examining the flowers and heard Momo's voice. The crow looked at the oni. "Hi there."
"Remember me from the other day?" Momo asked.
Raviel thought and then he remembered, "That's right. Now I do. And I can guess you're from I.M.P."
"Right. So...Ms. Mayberry would like a word with you. She is waiting at the cafe where I saw her the other day," Momo addressed.
Raviel looked at Momo curiously, "Ms. Mayberry?"
"Yes."
"So where's it at?" Raviel asked.
"Follow me and then I'll leave you two at it," Momo offered.
Raviel then followed Momo to the cafe where Ms. Mayberry would be waiting. As soon as Raviel saw Ms. Mayberry, sipping on coffee, Momo then left the two.
"Well I oughta get back to work. You two have fun?" Momo chirped before running off.
"Oookay?" Raviel replied, scratching his head before entering.
Little did Raviel know that Momo ran into an alleyway and used his ninjutsu to remain hidden and watch the conversation unfold. Momo watched as Raviel order a coffee and sat down where Ms. Mayberry was sitting at.
"So...Momo told me you'd be here. I hope this doesn't come off as awkward," Raviel chuckled, sheepishly.
"Oh, I remember you. You saved us from those punks the other day," Ms. Mayberry noted, "Thanks for that."
"Oh hey, no problem, um..."
"Ms. Mayberry," Ms. Mayberry introduced.
"Oh right. Momo mentioned you. I am Raviel. It took awhile for me to get used to this hellhole not gonna lie," Raviel admitted, "Though honestly, I kinda expected there would be fire and brimstone. Not something akin to like say crime ridden Chicago or something."
"Well, that whole fire and brimstone thing is just a mere stereotype. I mean there is punishments, but it's more akin to how Earth is. Albeit rude." Ms. Mayberry chattered.
"So...what are you in Hell for?" Raviel asked.
"I killed my husband. I caught him cheating on a whore so I sawed her face and then shot my husband before committing suicide," Ms. Mayberry admitted
"Oh Jesus..." Raviel cringed.
"What about you?"
"I was a sacrifice for a deranged cult, in which they believed the a blood of a Hispanic would appease their poultry god. That's why I hired those assassins," Raviel explained.
Momo, still hidden, fought the urge to puke. Fucking Satan, not only were those cultists psycho bonkers, who worshipped a god that didn't exist, but they seemed evil and racist, Momo thought.
"Funny...I did the same with my situation," Ms. Mayberry pointed out.
"Guess we have those imps and the samurai to thank for that," Raviel giggled.
Momo watched on before he snuck off. Feeling his mission was working perfectly, he texted Blitzo.
Momo: Blitzo, it looks it's working. Both of the clients we had are getting along. Whether or not they end up together, we'll let this play out.
Blitzo: Splendid. Btw, I need you to deliver something to Stolas when you get back. It's for preparations for my monthly fucking.
Momo: Supplies? Sure thing. Jeez, it's no wonder that you and Stolas have a thing.
Blitzo: Oh har har har. Just get your ass back here.
Momo: On it.
Momo sighed with satisfaction and decided to let the events play out themselves. Just as he was about to leave the alleyway, skittering was heard. Momo looked around but saw nothing. But that was followed up by sinister chuckling.
"Who's there?" Momo demanded.
"I can see that you're protecting that darlin,'" a familiar voice was heard.
"Shit...Nani?" Momo exclaimed, looking around. He brandished his scimitars, "Stop playing around...show your face before I cut it off!"
"Aw, then where would the fun be in dining on your flesh?" said a childlike demonic voice.
In a flash, a zombie-skeletal sinner leaped at Momo. He barely blocked a machete with his scimitars. The oni got a good look at the attacker. She had a skeletal crown fit for a matriarch, resembling deer antlers, and looked to be like a skeletal and rotten, by beautiful corpse. She even had one eye missing, replaced with an X. And the smile was recognizable. It was Martha, now a demon.
Momo's mask turned red, "YOU!"
"Remember me, darlin?" Martha remarked.
The others stepped out. Ralphie looked burnt and had the head of a chicken with devil horns while the children resembled hamsters. Cute but deadly, demonic hamsters with wings. They too looked as if they were burnt to a crisp.
"Oh I remember you alright!" Momo growled.
"And I sure do smell a familiar sinner round these parts," Ralphie noted.
The children had red glowing eyes and evil smiles.
"Lunch time, youngins!" Ralphie shouted.
The demon children wasted no time in lunging at Momo's wooden arms and chomping away. Angrily, the oni tried to fling them off, but their grip on his arm was too much. Martha saw the opportunity to stab at Momo.
Thinking fast, he raised his arms which the demon boy was gnawing at his arm and the machete stabbed at the boy. Martha was terrified and the boy lost his grip. The oni used the opportunity to smack her with the other child and they were sent to the ground.
"A ninja can't dodge forever!" Ralphie said, tending to the kids before rushing at the yakuza. He shot from his shotgun at one of his badly damaged arms and it shattered into pieces.
"Kuso! Nidoto nai!" Momo shouted. Used his good arm to swing and scoop up the scimitars off the ground, unsheathed and put them back in.
"Aw, is the poor baby tired?" Martha taunted.
Momo unsheathed his katana. "I got plenty of tricks up my sleeve, crazy bitch!"
Momo then bit the blade of his katana. The cannibal family looked confused. The oni was beginning to heat the blade, scraped it between his teeth, and raised it. He threw it at Ralphie. Quickly, the husband raised his shotgun and the katana stuck to it.
Ralphie smirked, believing Momo missed, "Nice try, little critter!"
"Wasn't aiming for you!" Momo countered, using the katana to slice the gun in half and delivering a headbutt, which his horn stabbed into Ralphie.
Then the oni tried to run but he felt a sharp pain bite around his body. He looked down to see a bear trap had bit into him. Martha pulled the yakuza toward her shoved him into a wall, planting the bear trap between the walls.
"Once we finish that whore and dine on her innards, we'll be looking for the one who shot me and sent me here," Martha threatened.
Oh shit, Momo thought. The family was gonna go after Moxxie. Without warning, he felt a beer bottle shatter across his head and the oni blacked out.
When Momo came to, he found that the cannibals were gone. Momo must've been bleeding earlier. He saw he was a bit as the bear trap was around his abdomen. He saw that his katana was on the floor. Momo tried to pry them off, but it was planted too deep.
The oni felt around his pockets, hoping his phone was one of them. Lucky shot, he found it. His hardcase was damaged though. He dialed Blitzo's number.
"Hello?" Blitzo answered after the ring.
"Sensei, I need help!" Momo pleaded.
"Satan's balls, where the fuck are you?! Did you have a wank off section or something?" Blitzo demanded.
"Bear trap...it's planted me against the wall and it fucking hurts!" Momo responded.
"Oh come on! You picked a fight? This isn't like you!" Blitzo scolded.
"No, sensei! You don't understand! One of the earlier hits jumped me," Momo corrected.
"Earlier hits? What do you mean?" Blitzo questioned.
"That cannibal family. The whore is after Ms. Mayberry." Momo answered.
Through the phone speakers, Momo could hear Moxxie cursing and shouting, "Oh crumbs!"
"Well that's surprising. It took us this long for them to find out. Hang in there, we'll come back you up," Blitzo replied and hung up.
10 minutes later...
Momo could hear Blitzo's voice, "Sensei!" he called out.
Footsteps rapidly approached. Blitzo saw Momo planted against the wall, the bear trap. "Oh Satan!" Millie exclaimed. She immediately began to pull on the bear trap. The other imps helped and pried the trap off. Blood splattered and Momo kneeled down, letting the healing factor do it's work. Moxxie had a first aid kit on standby and began to apply stitches and bandages to help the healing go fast.
Momo's shirt and kimono were torn and his hat missing as well.
"Arigatou!" Momo thanked. He tried to get up, but it hurt him and he did it slowly.
"Momo! Take it easy," Blitzo warned.
Momo was panting heavily, "There's...no time for that...if we delay...Ms. Mayberry is gonna be a potential victim...we have to go...now!"
"Hot damn, you're stubborn," Blitzo muttered, "Well we have our van parked and we'll search for them that way so that your wounds can heal up."
With that, the imps helped a limping Momo back to the van. They got in and Blitzo started the vehicle. Momo looked at the cafe and found that Raviel and Ms. Mayberry were no longer inside, "We gotta find them," Momo urged.
They began to drive around the city, both Pentagram and Imp. Moxxie and Momo stood look out. Momo passed through several areas until Momo could see both Raviel and Ms. Mayberry at a park.
"Guys, there they are," Momo whispered.
Blitzo parked the van at a parking lot. Momo looked around. His sides and chest hurt from the bear trap, but he should be able to move now, "Find places to hide in case they show up. I'll go warn them," Momo suggested.
The imps nodded and hid in several trees and bushes. The oni rushed towards the two.
"Raviel! Ms. Mayberry!" Momo called out.
"Momo!" Ms. Mayberry exclaimed in surprise.
"What are you doing here?" Raviel asked in surprise.
"Guys! You gotta get away from here! Now!" Momo warned.
"What are you going on about?" Ms. Mayberry asked.
"Listen, you are all in grave danger. You're being hunted," Momo warned.
"You do realize this is Hell right?" Raviel reminded the oni.
"And who could even think to hunt us anyway?" Ms. Mayberry demanded.
"No, you don't understand! The cannibal whore is after you!" Momo pointed out.
Ms. Mayberry put her hands on her mouth in both horror and surprise. Raviel looked confused, "Momo...that isn't funny."
"Cannibal whore? What the fuck are you talking about?" Raviel quizzed.
"It's not a joke! Martha, the cheating whore that you put a hit on for us is down here. She recognized me and as you can see, I'm bandaged and torn. Martha and her family are after you," Momo explained.
Ms. Mayberry was definitely scared now. "Oh mother of god..."
The former teacher began praying. Raviel began to curse out loud. But before any of them could evacuate, sounds of skittering were heard.
Momo looked around, "Blitzo? Moxxie? Millie?"
Raviel unfolded his wings as if it to put up an intimidation display. Momo unsheathed his katana, bit it, heated it up, and then scraped it, heating the blade, "Ms. Mayberry, get behind us," Momo said.
Ms. Mayberry did so. Leaping out from a bush were the two kids. Raviel looked at them, keeping his wings up, "Really? These are your threats? They're just like hamsters how could they-?" Raviel didn't finish as Ralphie leaped at them. Raviel smacked the cannibal with his wings. Ralphie was sent flying into a tree, but got back up again.
Martha stepped out of the shadows.
"Remember me, crazy bitch?" Martha mocked.
Raviel made a hissing sound. The oni had his mask red.
"I remember you..." Ms. Mayberry whispered.
The cannibal family circled around them. Momo uttered an animalistic growl, "One headshot wasn't enough for you? So now you decide to hunt and target a defenseless woman as a pack?"
Martha's lips curled into a sneer and she moved right into the oni's face. Raviel was in full intimidation display.
"You know, I did call you guys dumbass cannibals," Momo taunted. "And getting into my face? That just made you careless."
(The Champ - Ghostface Killah)
Martha's eyes narrowed. Before she could do anything, the yakuza samurai thrusted the heated katana into her body and then pushed her away, sending her to the ground. This caused the cannibals to spring on the attack. Momo whistled as of to signal the arrival of the imps. In a flash, Blitzo leaped at Ralphie while Millie rushed at Martha, resulting in a catfight. Just as the kids were about to attack, they were sniped by Moxxie, who appeared and was holding a sniper rifle.
Raviel made a hissing sound and clawed at the children with his talons. Blitzo was in a shootout with Ralphie, who now had a pump action shotgun. Millie was tugging on Martha's hair as the children went over to assist with Moxxie on their tail. When Martha shoved Millie to the side, in her bloodlust, threw Millie at Moxxie despite the imp getting three good stabs at the cannibal. Raviel went at Martha and pecked and scratched at her with his talons. He even threw a suckerpunch to her jaw. Unfazed, Martha bit at his wing, causing him to back off.
Momo slashed at Martha, which took off her crown and sliced it in half. The oni and cannibal got into a tussle and landed near a tree. Momo was seeing red, snarling like an animal. He was strong with rage. Martha saw the opportunity to scratch at his face. This caused him to to be tumbled down and the cannibal kicked him away. Moxxie fired at her, but she sidestepped them. Blitzo even managed to latch onto her but the cannibal just wrestled him to the ground. She quickly held the former teacher by the throat. Ms. Mayberry looked afraid and scared, tears running from her eyes
"Not a single move or this bitch gets it!" Martha threatened.
Momo cursed under his breath, if he had a holy weapon,
Ralphie and the kids got in front as Momo, Raviel, and the imps got ready to attack. Unfortunately, they could do nothing as Martha looked like she would have her meal after all.
"Hey pardner!" A voice called out. Momo turned to the source and saw a silhouette of a cowboy. He threw down a weapon. It was a bow with three arrows attached. Momo looked at the weapon and the mysterious figure.
"Striker...?" Momo whispered.
The figure tipped his hat. "I want to settle it like fighters. Don't die yet," he whispered before slithering away.
Blitzo saw the figure run off, "Who was that?"
Momo picked up the weapon. He studied it. And then he studied his surroundings. He saw something the arrows could bounce off of. He studied it further and concluded if they go on the correct path, it could potentially hit Martha, allowing for them to get at her before she grabbed Mrs. Mayberry.
Momo drew the arrow on his bow.
"Didn't you hear a word I said?" Martha warned, tightening her grip on Mrs. Mayberry.
Momo fired a shot which intentionally missed her.
"That's what we thought," Martha said with a wicked grin, "Though I didn't expect this form of surrender."
Momo sees the arrows ricocheting off a car window and then several trees. He then spoke. "That's the problem with thinking with you have the upper hand, bitch...makes you...careless."
Martha looked at him as if he spoke a strange language she couldn't understand. She then felt an arrow strike her shoulder, drawing blood. Martha screamed in agony and shock. Mrs. Mayberry took the time to elbow the cannibal and Momo did a drop kick.
"Come here, you little shits!" Raviel snarled, scooping up the two demon children and then slamming them down, "And that there is called discipline!"
Soon the family was beaten. Momo, with a green mask, marched toward them and brandished his blades. He pointed them at their throats, "Ok, fuckers. Let's see how we do things. On the count of five, I'm gonna have my blade on your throats so that you won't be able to eat for weeks. But if you leave now, the only thing you'll get is one missing arm."
"Five..."
"Four..."
"Three..."
"Two..."
...
"ONE..."
"WAIT! WE'LL LEAVE AND NEVER GO AT ANY OF YA'LL!" Ralphie pleaded.
Too late.
Momo sliced off their arms on the married demon cannibals and the children of their wings. However, he allowed Martha one arm so that she could carry the children back. The Momo's mask changed to red, "Now get out of our sight!"
Saying no more, they turned tail and ran.
"And don't come back!"
Momo then stood on his knees. Blitzo and Moxxie helped him up. "Come on, we'll take you back to the office so you can heal up."
"And be sure to have a change of clothes, would you please?" Blitzo snarked.
Momo turned to Mrs. Mayberry and Raviel. He gave a weak smile. He was exhausted, "Take care..."
They then boarded up their van and drove off. Raviel and Mrs. Mayberry were the only ones at the park now.
"That was a crazy day," Mrs. Mayberry pointed out.
Raviel nodded, "Yeah. Well, guess I gotta get going. But hey, if you're down for a date, I'll give you a ring sometime."
Mrs. Mayberry blushed, "I'd like that."
She gave a peck on the cheek, causing Raviel to blush before he left. Mrs. Mayberry had a smile on her face. It seems things sure have a way of working out in the end. Even in Hell.
Back at the office, Momo was resting on the couch. Slowly, his wounds were healing up. He took it slow and stood up. Moxxie was in the room with him, "You think you're gonna be okay?" he asked. Momo nodded, "I'll live. I should count my lucky stars that they don't know about holy weapons yet. It could go badly," he added, "I can guess it could go either way."
Afterwards, Momo headed home to ponder what else could throw at them. But he hoped that they can handle anything that life throws at them.
Can they?
Meanwhile...
Piles of demon corpses could be seen everywhere as a figure, mechanical in appearance, wrapped in black clothing ranging from a black trench coat and torn jeans, mechanical appearance, a mechanical spiked left arm, spikes on head, and tusks on his mouth. On his shoulder, while he wasriding a motorcycle that had wheels like that of a sawblade and carrying a humungous broadsword, were two cybernetic imps with mouth pieces. One of them spoke.
?: Hello I am Thom, lolololololololololol
?: For fucks sake.
Japanese translations uttered by Momo...
Anata wa meinu no osanai musuko - you little son of a bitch
Domo - greetings
Nani - what?
Kuso! Nidoto nai! - Shit! Not again!
Arigatou - thank you
A/N: And that's the end of that. Apotheosis0, I hope you like this. I did the best I could. I apologize if this chapter is so late. Guess I had the Helluva Boss blues, waiting for the episode. Which I thought was gonna be part of the Lust Ring, but it wasn't. But I do have ideas I can work to my advantage. So stay tuned.