~FOREWORD~

Hey all, Cynder here!

Before we begin, I just want to say that I am aware that this whole metaverse should be read from start to finish, but due to some circumstances I do not wish to divulge, some segments will be completed out of order. It will all make sense in due time. However, I am very busy so I won't have the time to read EVERY hate comment or death threat, but I'll try my best to read all feedback. Also, keep an eye out for any AO3 accounts that end up posting content that mirror what happens here, as my writing partner is waiting on his invite. AO3 will be the primary home of this whole narrative.

Anyway, let us begin.

December 2nd, 2021. Manhattan T-772Æ, 7:45 PM.

Loona Silverfang was having a very stressful day, mainly due to her pointlessly restarting her annual mental gymnastics that she did every December.

December kinda sucked for all demons, due to the fact that, aside from the Magne family themselves, they were very much at the risk of being forever silenced by an Exorcist, since the annual Extermination happened on the 31st. Every. Year. Most mortals were blissfully unaware of the blumhouse-esque horrors that Sinner and Hellborn alike faced during these so-called "cleanse". Unfortunately for the Wellerstein family and their guests, as well as their next-door neighbors, they would be made aware of this occurence between Early September, and October 15th(due to the fact that 15 or so angels came to Earth in a failed attempt to kill them that day). Everyone, including their christian neighborino Ned, agreed that it was a little fucked up to say the least. What was supposed to be a way to clean out the worst of the worst sinners turned into an indiscriminate bloodbath which mainly tormented the new arrivals and hellborns. Still, Overlord Rosie lost her cousin Franklin, and Blitzø nearly lost Moxxie and Millie during LAST YEAR's extermination. Loona was beginning to wonder if these events failed at their purpose. Maybe it was the fact that back in early August, while on a trip to Pentagram City, she found herself groped in the ass by Adolf Hitler. LITERALLY HITLER.

Now, Loona was walking around the streets of Manhattan, trying to get some sort of peace and quiet, as her woes about the extermination (that she honestly wouldn't have to worry about anymore) decided to peak early.

"Goddamn angels," muttered the hellhound. "if only Ezekiel and his holier-than-thou associates had waited until the 31st, I wouldn't be freaking the fuck out right now."

Then called an unrecognized male voice, saying "So that's what those were? Angels?"

Loona replied, "yeah, what else, fuckwit? ALIENS???" earning a snarky remark from the stranger, who simply stated, "Great. means that I'm gonna be helping the angels your friend killed finish their job. Now be a good little hellbeast and don't resist..."

Loona realized that the scraggly pale blonde man was now threatening her, but before she could run off, he had shot her in the left thigh with a handgun, preventing the use of her leg and making her fall over. The man then proceeded to drag Loona into a nearby alleyway. He then grabbed an abandoned axe, and heard a scream of utter fear from Loona, as he cleaved through her rib cage. He then left the axe next to her dying body as he ran off. She cried out, weakly, "You motherfucker!!! Get back here and finish this shit."

Her assailant froze, and said "You're twisted. You want to waste your final moments on a FUCKING MARINE VET?!" in response.

"At least... tell me your... ...name... considering the fact I'm... as good as dead..."

He grinned, and proclaimed, "I'm gonna wipe out all you fucking hellbeasts, or my name isn't JOSHUA FUCKING BURNER."

Loona then went limp, her last thoughts being along the lines of, "Great. Now I know who to fuck up once I return from the void." Her heart stopped, and then... she immediately woke up in a cold sweat, in her bed next to Octavia, who was sleeping, at least until Loona suddenly... materialized, next to her.

"What the fuck just happened?" exclaimed Octavia.

Loona simply replied, "I don't know, guess I'm in a time loop or something."

Octavia balked, "the fuck are you talking about?"

Bleakly looking at the avian girl next to her, Loona stated the facts. "Whenever I bite the big one, I'm supposed to just hang out in Limbo until Carolyn stumbles upon my body; but for some reason, I got axed to death at 7:50 PM on December 2nd, and then I just... awoke right next to you. If my knowledge of Bill Murray is correct, that means I'll relive the 2nd, letting me avoid that fucking Marine. He calls himself Burner."

Octavia felt uneasy, blurting out; "I should probably check the time... OH SHIT. It's 8 on the dot. PM. I FUCKING OVERSLEPT!!! As for your worry, it's still December 2nd."

Loona froze. "That doesn't seem right. It could only mean... oh dear... should we tell Carolyn about this???"

Octavia stated, "No shit. But first, you and me need to grab that corpse of yours. Good thing I somehow attached a scrying charm on your very essence."

Loona deadpanned, "Don't you think that's gonna bite you in the ass when I get cacked by one of those angelic cunts?!" That remark earned a smack from Octavia, who said, "DON'T YOU FUCKING 'WHEN' ME, LOONIE. THAT WILL ALWAYS BE A STRICTLY 'IF' SCENARIO, YOU GOT THAT?!"

"Right," Loona rebuffed. "Totally an 'if' scenario. Besides, I'm still shocked that Cole bothered to save you from those fucks."

"That's because he cares about us," stated Octavia. "He knew that the angels couldn't harm him, but the most important people in his life could be killed by them. Plus, his form-shifting power somehow knew that I have an affinity for canines," she said with a lustful smirk.

The jealous hound barked, "Well that doesn't change the fact he's still a damned SQUID at his core!"

Cole entered the room, asking, "Whatcha guys talking about?? Why are you right next to each other on the bed there? Don't tell me I walked into a 'shoot' or something..."

Loona and Octavia's faces went redder than the sky of a broken sun dimension. "N-NO!!! I-It's just... " Loona shouted.

"...LooLoo was just talking about how she just got cleaved by some former Marine in Manhattan," Octavia continued. "What was his name again?"

Loona shuddered at the name; it sounded like some kind of saint who defected to the church of Satan who probably made all his friends call him Scorcher. She took a deep breath, and answered, "J-Joshua B-Burner..."

Cole stared back in shock, obviously freaked out by the fact that FieryJokerProductions had the gall to attack a very close friend of his. "That is... deeply upsetting. We need to teach him a lesson. Hellhound Vengeance 101." He chuckled, knowing that his avian crush and canine rival would definitely be able to beat the shit out of Josh. That'll teach him to fuck with Via and Loona,thought the hellish inkling. Damn, I wish my life could be normal again, but then I wouldn't have Via...

TO BE CONTINUED... END OF CHAPTER 1 - "One Fiery Joker" ain't over yet! Stay Tuned... XOXO Cynder

P.S. Chapter "2" will introduce the likes of Cole, Ezekiel, and Carolyn, and their importance to the demons' lives.