Moxxie finished the bag and tossed it through the top floor window. The remains of Adam Savino were to be picked up from there later.
Blitzo was standing right next to the working imp, and he put his arm around him.
The boss looked down at the disgusted Moxxie, and patted him on the head.
"Way to solve the case, detective. If you weren't married, I'd kiss ya' right now."
An awkward silence. Blitzo continued talking.
"Ah fuck it. After all, this is Hell…"
Blitzo reached over for Moxxie's lips, but the weapons specialist reacted quickly and stabbed him through his side with the cutlass.
The boss yelled in pain from the stab and fell down hard. He sat himself up quickly and was seething with rage.
"WHAT THE FUCK, MAN!?"
Moxxie threw his hands up in the air in responsive anger.
"YOU TRIED TO KISS ME, SIR! I HAD TO DO SOMETHING!"
"YEAH, AND THAT SOMETHING WAS STABBING YOUR OWN FUCKING BOSS? HELP ME BACK UP, ASSHOLE!"
Moxxie growled as he grabbed Blitzo's hand and forced him up quickly. After the support, the boss shoved Moxxie away and nearly caused him to stumble and trip. The short imp was not going to have it. He marched up to Blitzo and put a finger on his chin.
"Let's get something straight here, 'boss'. I may be your employee, but if you so much as put a single finger on me, I will have no choice but to defend myself. And I'd probably start by cutting off said finger…"
Blitzo scoffed. "Was that a threat!?"
Moxxie got in his face. "YES!"
"Shut the fuck up and make out already, you two."
The imps looked to the entrance of the workshop. It was Loona, sipping on an iced tea. She scratched her backside as she continued sipping.
Moxxie walked out of the room and past Loona.
"Don't scratch your butt on the job. It's completely unprofessional."
Loona turned around and flipped him off.
Moxxie groaned. "Mutt."
"Bitch."
—
Millie already started the portal. She quickly got back up on her feet as the three members entered the ritual room. She did some sort of salute.
"It's ready, boss! I already set the destination to Prague!"
Blitzo patted Millie on the head as she shined her gaped smile.
Loona didn't take a step forward since entering the doorway. This caught Blitzo's attention, and forced him to walk back over with a crooked smile to mask his immense anger.
"Heeey Loonie...I have a game."
She coughed. "What game?"
Suddenly, he snatched the phone away from the hound and tossed it over to Millie.
Loona was absolutely furious and lashed at Blitzo.
"HEY! WHATTHEFUCKAREYOUDOING!?"
She ran over to Millie and stuck her claws out, ready to dig into the powerhouse. Reluctantly, she tossed it over to Moxxie.
He looked at his wife. "Why!?"
Millie had no time to argue. She pointed over to Blitzo. "Please stop talking and just toss the darn phone!"
He grunted as he chucked the phone across the room. It landed on Blitzo's hands. However, that didn't stop Loona from charging Moxxie after she couldn't pump the brakes and turn back around. The hound landed on top of the imp.
"Ughhhhhh…"
Moxxie gasped as he tried to breathe. "Loona, you're crushing me."
She lifted herself up with her arms in a plank position and looked down at Moxxie. They stared at each other for way too long. Despite her poker face, Moxxie gulped and braced himself for the worst. Suddenly, Blitzo chucked the phone into the vents and angered Loona once more to the point where she lashed out again, but this time, Blitzo completely ignored her and walked forward with a devilish smile.
"Alright, everyone, let's stop dicking around and focus on this assignment, okay?"
—
The middle-aged man sat down outside the café and held a newspaper on one hand, with a latte on the other.
He had a shaved head, and some stubble. Although it was a sunny day outside, he had a black jacket on and some sunglasses along with a white tee and some blue jeans.
He was just finishing up reading about the current state of the EU, and more political updates.
Nobody seemed to notice the shady man sitting down. What they also didn't seem to notice was that they had a trained killer within their midst.
As the man took another sip of the coffee, he looked at the reflection of the metal rod of the umbrella.
He gasped to himself. Someone in a biker helmet.
His biggest fears were true. The mystery man expected company today.
Right before the blade was swung towards his neck, the man pushed himself back on the chair, grabbed the killer by the waist, and slammed the figure onto the pavement.
His name was Alexandr Kozár, and he was expecting the fight of his life.
Alexandr ran away and continued running down the streets of Prague, shoving locals out of his way and running across traffic.
He looked to his left where the street was.
Two people on a motorbike.
Alexandr grunted and ran faster. He took a sharp right, and elusively avoided the danger.
Or so he thought.
Suddenly, two more individuals with biker helmets began chasing him from the crowd. They sped up and were right within snatching distance.
Then he took another right to another street that was just completely overrun by people. Alexandr elusively blended in with the crowd and caused the chasers to stop in their tracks…
—
The driver pulled into one of the alleyways. The rider got off and removed her biker helmet, revealing the hound's long grey mane.
"Are you always this fucking stupid, Moxxie?"
The driver got off the motorbike and removed his helmet. Moxxie. He sighed to himself, for he knew that he screwed the pooch on this one.
"Look, I made a mistake. The guy made a switch last second and there was way too much traffic for me to maneuver…"
The hound sat herself down and groaned.
"This is my fault…"
Moxxie stood for a while, but eventually got down and put his hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort his co-worker. Although they were always at each others' necks, Moxxie cared for the well-being of those he worked with. Well, unless one of them tried to kiss him and wasn't married to him, then he'd just stab them.
"Loona, don't be so hard on yoursel—"
"I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE DROVE! BUT I LET THIS FUCKTARD CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE!" She had her finger on Moxxie's chest and growled at him.
Moxxie sputtered and stood up. He turned around and headed back for the bike.
"Well screw you then, you f-f-feebleminded person…"
It's only been a couple of hours, and Moxxie has gotten very close to dropping one F-bomb.
The imp got on the bike and was about to leave Loona in the dust. He put on his helmet and looked over his shoulder.
"If all you want to do is bicker, then you stay put here. I'm going to finish this and come back for you."
He put his foot on the pedal. Loona jumped up and ran towards the bike.
"Oh no you don't, you son of a bitch!"
Moxxie was already accelerating the bike. It was starting to speed up, until a certain hound dove for the end and reached the back of the seat. Her claws kept her hanging on to the speeding bike. It left the alleyway and sped into the opposite side of the street.
The imp's life was now at stake. He dies in the living world, it's all over. There were no rules for him now. No morals whatsoever.
"WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING DOING!? LET GO YOU FUCKING BITCH!"
Loona screeched and got herself up on the seat. She reached for Moxxie's back and pulled herself closer. The hound was in range for a sleeper hold on the imp. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, causing him to let go of the handles and try to get Loona's arms off him.
The bike swerved left and right, then left again. It went straight for the left, and into another alleyway.
And by sheer dumb luck, they knocked Alexandr Kozár off his course and caused him to fall down. The bike stopped, after Moxxie put the brakes.
Loona stopped throwing hands with the imp and turned around. The target was right there.
And better yet, the other half of the I.M.P just walked in. Millie spun her axe around with her twisted smile, while Blitzo gave his pocket knife a long smooch.
A very long smooch.
Everybody else was staring at the ridiculousness of the boss' display. He kept his eyes open and just went to town with that knife.
Finally, he stopped, but he busted some slob on the blade.
Loona squirmed. "J-Jesus fucking Christ, Blitzo…"
He wiped his mouth. "Okay, Alexandr. Before we close this thing out, let me inform you of our day. First, Millie here ripped out a man's heart, say hi Millie," The female imp took a step forward and waved at Alexandr with her crazed smug look. "Then, we ate fucking STEAKS for lunch, that was very weird, then Moxxie here stabbed me in the FUCKING sides, I should fuck him up when we return," Millie turned to Moxxie and looked very unhappy with the news. She clicked her tongue and gave him a stink eye. "And now, we are going to kill the most infamous assassin in the Czech Republic. Just so you know, some overlord wanted YOU dead! That is a huge honor."
Alexandr got himself up and busted out his blades on both hands. You ever shut up, friend?"
Blitzo stuck his hands out and looked at Millie. "Oh look, the guy can talk now. That's new."
But the killer was in no mood to play games. He turned around and charged at Loona. She didn't react quick enough, and took a blade to her chest. Before he can put the other blade in, she slumped over and gasped for air. Moxxie whipped out his cutlass and swung for the man's eyes, but he knocked the cutlass over with the force of one blade, spun around, and stuck the other in the imp's stomach."
"FUUUUUCKKK!" Moxxie fell over and held his wound.
Blitzo and Millie stood there in shock. The boss couldn't stand to see his 'daughter' take a slice like that.
"LOONA!"
He ran over, but Millie tried to reach for him. "SIR, NO!"
Blitzo was helpless against the man's pocket knife. He tried to go for the man's forehead, but the assassin ducked and repeatedly jabbed at Blitzo's abdomen. The multiple strikes knocked the air out of his lungs and caused the boss to collapse.
Millie gasped. Tears started falling out of her eyes.
She still had that axe in her hand, but she had to keep her range.
The imp charged at Alexandr, and swung her axe high, then diagonally. However, she just barely missed his head.
The man swarmed Millie as she stood back. He sliced one knife, then the other knife. She jumped back on both swings.
Then out of nowhere, Moxxie ran over and stabbed through the man's back with his cutlass. Alexandr cried out in pain. This was the perfect opportunity for Millie.
She swung the axe again, but Alexandr launched himself back and caused himself and Moxxie to fall. However, the cutlass was fully inside his body.
He grunted, and lifted himself back up. Alexandr grabbed the handle of the cutlass, pulled it out and stabbed it into Moxxie's pelvis without any sign of hesitation. The imp shrieked. Alexandr clenched his fists and walked slowly to Millie, who was shaking at first, but she transitioned to her stance, ready to take on the man.
Then she heard an engine.
The motorbike.
Loona huffed and puffed. She wasn't going to go down like this. She slammed on the pedal and aimed for Alexandr. He tried running off to one of the sides, but Loona quickly caused the bike to skid and positioned it sideways. She jumped off. The motorbike struck Alexandr and pushed him back a couple of yards. He rolled onto the pavement, where a speeding car ran him over and crushed his body in the process.
Millie sighed. She turned around and was delighted to see that the members were able to get up on their feet, even Blitzo, who was a few stabs away from death.
Without saying a word, Blitzo walked over to the corpse and took photos,
—
Millie held the axe on one hand and a pistol on one hand.
"Alright, everybody! Line up!"
The crew were all inside the workshop, which was all covered in blood splatters. Millie was ready to heal everybody's wounds back in Hell...by promptly putting them out of their misery and allowing them to rejoin Hell with entirely fixed up bodies. This is the way that they recover after a very difficult assignment like the one they just did. Dying in the living world was a big deal, but as long as they were back in Hell, they can quite literally kill each other whenever they please.
She walked over to Blitzo. "Looks like you need a lot of fixin', boss!"
He shrugged and tried to talk with blood still coming out of his mouth. "Y'know, as the head of this company, I usually just shoot myself to fix the wounds, but eh. I think I can possibly make this an exceptio—"
Before finishing the sentence, Millie swung the axe and chopped Blitzo's head off clean. The blood spurted from the socket and the body fell over. She giggled.
She carried on to Loona, who stared down at her with malice.
"You shoot me in the head, or I will fucking kill you myself...and slowly."
She nodded. "Fair enough. You did save our asses."
Millie aimed for the hound's forehead and took the shot. The bullet pierced Loona's brain and caused her brain matter to splatter all over the walls. Her body fell over too.
Then finally, Moxxie…
He grinned.
"You know what to do, honey…"
Moxxie laid down and gave her the thumbs up. He was moving around in excitement.
Millie snickered. She threw away the axe and the pistol. Then, she stepped over Moxxie and bent over. The imp, who prided himself on being a professional, pulled down Millie's pants and exposed her backside.
Then, she took a five minute long seat on his face. There was no other way Moxxie wanted to die and respawn in Hell.
—
The elevator to the main floor finally came. Millie was sitting on a chair sharpening her axe when Blitzo, Loona, and Moxxie finally arrived with their fresh lives.
Blitzo crossed his arms when he saw Millie, who could only chuckle and put her finger on her chin, trying to tell him "sorry for decapitating you before you finished your words."
Loona scratched her head. "Whenever you do the job, you always save Moxxie for last. What the fuck is it that you do to him?"
The couple giggled together.
Millie reassured the hound, "You'll never find out!"
Blitzo yawned and went over to the meeting room. He closed the door and took out his keys.
"Well, everybody. It's about that time again. What do you guys say to a nice family dinner to celebrate a successful day like this?"
Moxxie groaned. Millie was on board. "I'd say that sounds fantastic, sir!"
Loona put her hand out. "Wait just a second."
She walked to the ritual room next to the workshop and went to the vent. She forced it open with her bare hands and reached for her phone. The hound walked out and went back to her casual texting.
"Okay, I'm down."
