Mayzo rolled over in the sheets, feeling himself coming back into the world. His eyes fluttered, the red and black pallet of the room coming into view. He finally managed to rouse himself, and with a big yawn, got up and out of the bed.

"Well, looks like I'm still here." He mumbled before doing a few stretches and going to retreive his clothes. As he laid a hand on his undershirt, he stopped short and eyeballed the black brace that was latched around his palm, with a wrist guard completing the ensemble. At the center of the palm to the brace was a small yellow node.

"Just where did you even come from?" Mayzo mouthed aloud before he turned at the sound of footsteps approaching. Footsteps that became frantic. He leapt back and took a battle stance, with his fists up to guard.

A small figure burst into the room, almost blowing the door of it's hinges. Mayzo was confused at the sight of her, looking much like a little girl with one large eye in the center of her face, and short pink hair.

"Hiya hiya, Mr. Mayzo! It's time for-" Immediately, the almost childlike demon's jaw hung agape, drooling slightly at his well-built frame.

"Oh, sorry. I hadn't had the chance to get dressed." The Saiyan said, only wearing the pants to his ensemble.

"Oh no, I'm sorry that I burst in like that!" The girl giggled. "I'm Niffty. Charlie wanted to let you know that it was time for breakfast."

"Food?!" Mayzo's body went rigid, surprising her. His stomach growled loudly, much to his embarrasment. "Uh...sure, I'll be there in a minute. Can you let me get ready?"

"Sure thing! I need to tidy up in here anyway, so I'll do that while you're away." Niffty suggested as she let herself out, but not before stealing a peek as Mayzo put his undershirt back on.

"Nice girl...Little wierd, but nice." He mouthed as he affixed his armor and did a few shadow boxing-punches at the air. He put his boots on and without delay, he exited the room, giving Niffty a wave before she went in.

Almost immediately the diminutive cyclops leapt onto the bed, giving the covers a sniff. "Ahhh!~"

Mayzo made a passing glance to Husk as he entered the lobby. The cat-demon raised his chin at him. "So, Husk, was it?"

"Yup." The bartender said, polishing a glass.

"What made you start working here?"

"Eh, it's a long story." The feline stifled a belch. "But I'll give ya the abridged version. So here I was, about to win a poker game with a big ass pot, but whoop-de-doo that red-coated slime ball drags me out, and forces the job on me just because I 'owed him one.'"

"What'd you owe him?" Mayzo asked, but Husk grimaced.

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"Fair enough." Mayzo felt a tugging on his leg and looked down to see Razzle pulling on his pants leg. "Oh it's you."

"Miss Magne requests your presence in the dining hall." The saytr-esque creature said. "Will you please follow me?" With a nod from him, Razzle turned around and led him away from the lobby.

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After Razzle led Mayzo to the dining hall, the Saiyan sat down at the table, across from Charlie with Vaggie at her side. Angel took a seat next to him, giving him a grin. Mayzo cringed, turning to Alastor, who affixed a bib around his throat.

"I know it's not much, but I hope it's good enough." Charlie gave a nervous giggle. "Hell doesn't exactly have a booming food industry, with pretty much everyone here being dead already."

Mayzo scanned his plate, which was loaded with eggs, sausage, bacon, raisin toast and fruit. "Well, It's a lot less than I usually eat, but it looks great!"

"Thank you! I'm not really the best cook-"

"She burned the first few loaves of bread trying to toast it-" Angel began before Vaggie gave him a smack with a spoon. "Oww!"

"Mind. Your. Manners." The Moth Demoness demanded.

"What? I was just tellin' what happened!"

"You don't have to interrupt her, OR, be so blunt!"

"Children, children, please!" Alastor interjected. "Can we not fight and just enjoy our community breakfast? Young Charlotte put in a lot of effort!"

"We're not children, and Charlie's older than you." Vaggie replied.

"Now who's being blunt?" He grinned snidely.

"Oh, you know what I mean!" She snarled.

At the side, Charlie did her best to ignore them, but her eyes widened at the uncontrollable itching sensation that was spreading down her spine. Then the sensation crawled to her shoulders, legs and arms. Then finally the face. "Guys?" Itching turned to burning as her teeth briefly sharpened.

The group turned to see Charlie writhing in her seat in obvious discomfort, before turning to Mayzo, who had his hands clasped as if in prayer, but the blond's trashing caught his attention.

"Oh, right. I forgot." The Saiyan replied. "Hell and everything."

"Yeah, we don't do that here." Vaggie noted. "I wouldn't have ever thought aliens believed in God anyway."

"Actually, in my reality, there are almost countless godlike beings that rule the cosmos." Mayzo continued, taking a bite of ham.

"You say reality like you're really from another world! Heh-heh." Angel teased, only for Mayzo to glare at him.

"Actually I don't even know who to pray to. You see, there were twelve universes that I was aware of. Mine is the sixth."

"Twelve?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah. It sounds crazy, I know. Each one of them has a Supreme Kai, or Kaioshin that rules over the entirety of that universe. Each Supreme Kai's life is tied to a being called a Destroyer, or a "God of Destruction." They're called destroyer gods, but in fact they're all just mortals given divine powers."

"You don't say…" Alastor noted, eyes narrowing. "You sure know how to spin a tale."

"Yeah, well, I'm not making this all up. I've met our universe's destroyer once."

"Is he bad?" Charlie asked.

"No, really just self-centered, lazy, pompous, and fat." Mayzo said. "I met him during one of mine and my master's training sessions. You wouldn't even be able to tell he was important by the looks of him."

"What'd he look like?"

"He's a human-shaped cat with purple fur. Lord Champa. Always accompanied by his Angel attendant, Vados, a tall woman wearing fancy robes."

"My dad happened to be an angel once." Charlie noted, gesturing to a picture on the wall. Mayzo peered over to the large portait of a blond-haired man with bone white skin, red cheeks, much like Charlie's herself, and a rather jovial expression; despite his mouth being filled with teeth that would frighten a shark.

"He's not the same kind of Angel then. Vados and all her siblings have blue skin and white hair. They're some of the most powerful beings in our universe. No one, not even the Kais or the Destroyers can best them in a fight. Even so, our Angels have to be the Destroyer's attendants.

"Another thing, they have to be completely neutral in terms of good or evil, or else they're destroyed."

"So...who's in charge of everything in these 'universes' of yours?" Angel asked, still not buying it.

After taking a gulp of juice, Mayzo turned to him. "In our twelve universes there are actually two...supreme beings. Well, there used to be only one." His face took on a shadow as his eyes dulled, disturbing Charlie and Vaggie.

"You see...I don't particularly want to talk about them...Bad memories."

"You've met them?" Charlie asked. "I've never met or seen God before, but my dad said He doesn't even have a proper physical form."

"These beings do, and like the destroyers, they're mildly unassuming." Mayzo asked, hand trembling. "They're capable of destroying EVERYTHING. And yet…"

The young man started shivering all over as his eyes whited out in horror. He could remember the time vividly, despite how young he was.

'M-Mommy!' He heard his own voice cry out as his body froze up before his parents. He had been practicing flying that day, but he stopped in midair as if plucked by an unseen force. And then, there was nothing. No mother. No father. No air, no land, nor sky.

No Mayzo.

He started shivering and whimpering in the dining room chair. "I need some air. Please, excuse me." He rose up, leaving.

Charlie rose up to follow him. "Wait, Mayzo! It's not safe!" She cried, following him to the lobby, accompanied by Vaggie, Razzle, and Dazzle.

Mayzo laid a hand on the doorknob before turning back to them. "Don't worry. After all, I'm a pretty tough guy. I'll be back later though. After all, I can't find my way home if I don't explore a bit."

"But-" The Saiyan closed the door just as the blond reached out to him. The air hadn't even fully been cleared since the last extermination, and the demons would still be fighting for scraps. Especially the cannibals. She turned to Vaggie. "Vaggie, I have an idea."

"What?" The white-haired girl asked.

"We're headed to Imp City." Charlie asserted.

"What would we find there?"

"I heard there was someone there with access to the living world. Maybe we could find someway to send Mayzo home before he gets himself in trouble."

"Okay...let's just be careful. Imp City's residents are all born demons."

"Look who you're talkin' to. Heh-heh." The blond flicked her nose playfully before they made their way follow Mayzo out the door. Immediately upon heading out the door, Vaggie put a hand in front of Charlie's torso.

"Look!" She gestured toward the sky. Charlie's jaw hung agape as she saw what looked like Mayzo FLYING in the air.

"He can fly?" She asked, dumbstruck.

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Having landed in Pentagram City, Mayzo walked down the street, trying not to stand out, but a human-like being amidst the throng of animalistic, classical-esque, and even some amorphous and mechanical-bodied demons stood out like a sore thumb. He tried to not match eyes with anyone that passed him by, despite the fact that everyone stole a glance at him.

Reaching out with his senses, he couldn't sense any power levels among them. 'Maybe this reality itself is entirely different down to it's very core. I can't sense ki in any of them. It may be because their dead, or because they're in spirit bodies.'

Passing by, he accidentally hit someone with his shoulder. Mayzo turned to see the demon before him, a tall, slender humanoid, but with a mechanical body, and a flat monitor for a head, displaying a fiendish face.

Vox's mouth contorted into a scowl. "Watch where you're going, you flesh-bag."

"Sorry." Mayzo said, hands up. "I'm a little lost, I didn't mean to hit you."

"You should be more careful. After all, you're speaking to an Overlord. I should strike you down where you stand. Just looking at you makes my circuits sizzle."

Mayzo grimaced. It was best for him not to start anything. Thankfully, Vox simply huffed(it was moreover like a low buzzing sound), and left quitely. He turned back to the crowd around him. "Oi, what the hell are you all lookin' at!?" He dusted his shoulder before walking past them. As soon as he rounded the street corner, he felt something knock into his foot and he fell to the ground. "Oof!"

He opened his eyes and looked up to see a hulking behemoth of a figure, being about seven foot tall, with canine features, dull yellow fur and leopard like spots. He brandished an aluminum bat. "Gimme all your shit, and nobody gets hurt, boy!" Mayzo threw himself to his feet.

"Are you threatening me?"

"What the f*ck does it look like? An invitation to dance?" The male hellhound said, waving his weapon. "I said gimme your shit!" He took a wave with his bat, but the Saiyan ducked, gripping his wrist and depriving him of his armament. "Hey!"

Giving him a sharp kick to his chest, Mayzo took the bat, end in each hand and crushed it with almost zero effort into a crumpled ball.

"You're gonna bleed for that!" The hellhound lunged up and tried to claw him, but Mayzo sidestepped, and gave him an elbow to the back, sending him crashing loudly into the ground. The beast wheezed as the wind was blown out of him. His claws outstretched as he flailed away from him.

"Serves you right, fleabag." The Saiyan said, cracking his neck.

"Whoa-ho-hoa! Take a look at this!" A younger voice called. Mayzo got on his guard but was taken aback by a much smaller hellhound wrapping an arm around him, but with a much friendlier appearance, being black and grey furred, wearing skinny jeans, a cap turned backwards, yellow tank and a red vest. "You just busted Lobbo's shit in just two shots! Nobody's ever beaten him in a fight!"

"Uh...Okay." Mayzo said, not sure what to say.

"Hey, mind if I get a selfie with ya?" The canine asked, pulling out his hellphone and shaking it.

"I don't mind." The Saiyan added, almost amused at the creature's behavior.

"Cheese!" The young hellhound cried, blood red and white eyes sparkling, before he tightened his light grip around Mayzo's shoulder and giving a fanged, yet bubbly smile before the device captured the photo. "Thanks a ton, bud! My name's Brody by the way!"

"Mayzo." He replied, giving his hand-paw a shake.

"Nice to meet ya Mayzo! You ever need anything, I'm your hellhound! Just give me a call. Or if you just wanna hang out!" Brody smiled. "Not because I'm lonely or anything. Just if you got nothing else to do."

"I'll send for you, I guess." Mayzo chuckled. "You take care now."

"Bye'ya!" Brody waved as he took off down the street, fiddling with his phone. Mayzo hummed, a hand to his forhead.

He could sense Brody had energy, evidently giving off the impression that hellhounds like him were living creatures. He cast a glance to Lobbo, who had managed to pick himself up, and stagger away from the young Saiyan.

Mayzo sighed. "Guess I might have a reputation before the days' out." He turned back around, and looked over to the side to see a shop wedged between a pair of run down buildings, lit by a neon sign. "Yvette's Place, huh?" He felt his stomach rumbling. "Hmm…" He recalled that he flew off in the middle of breakfast before headng in.

Immediately his nose picked up the smell of something cooking. "Sure smells good."

Behind the counter was a female being with a slender, yet curvy, and slightly bottom-heavy shape. She had lime green skin, with matching hair, and wore black pants with a red top, an apron draped over her front. The lady was at the moment turned around, pulling something out of the oven.

The shopkeeper turned around to see him standing there, showing her yellow irised black eyes. She didn't have a nose though. A seductive smile draped itself across her face.

"Well hello there. I'm Yvette. How can I help you?"

"I smelled something pretty good coming from in here. This a restaurant?"

"Hmm-hmm! What can I get you?"

"Anything. I'm starved."

"Have a seat, hun." Yvette said, directing him to the dining area.

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In Imp City, Charlie and Vaggie made their way inside I.M.P.'s office, greeted immediately by a distracted Loona. "Is Blitz here?" The former asked.

"Blitz? Yeah, hold on." Loona demanded, playing on her phone, almost oblivious to the two's presence. After a few moments of waiting, and the canine not doing anything at all, the elevator in the lobby dinged loudly as an imp with red skin and white blotches stepped out. "There he is." Loona said, acting as if she had actually called him.

"Ahh, if it isn't little Charlie. How's our little rainbow maker, huh?" The head of the Immediate Murder Professionals said as he strolled up to the two visitors. He had personally seen Charlie's performance on 666 News, having been in the studio at the time.

"Nice to see you too, Blitz." Charlie sighed. "I have a favor to ask."

Blitzo faked a gasp. "Noooo...don't tell me Hell's little 'angel' needs someone a little less alive, do they?" He asked, cracking a grin as he made a swiping motion across his neck.

"Of course not." Vaggie added.

"Well I wasn't asking you now, was I?" Blitzo asked, patting her cheek tauntingly with his lips puckered. The moth demoness scowled as her hair sharpened.

"Touch me again, and I'll cut that hand off."

"Ouch. No need to be a little bit-" Vaggie gave the imp a punch to the gut, making him double over. "Ah! Bitch!"

"About Charlie's favor?" She asked, crossing her arms.

"Fine! Whaddya want?"

"I heard you have access to the living world. Fun jingle by the way." Charlie said, giving an uneasy smile.

"You actually saw that ad?" Loona asked, brow raised.

"What do you need access to the living world for?" Blitzo asked, standing up.

"We have a visitor at the hotel." Charlie elaborated. "And somehow he came to Hell alive."

Blitzo blinked. "Say what now?"

"That's what I was thinking when he suggested it." Vaggie added.

"I don't know, but he's saying he's an alien or something." Charlie continued. "I don't know if that's true, but there's one thing we know for sure. He doesn't belong in Hell."

"And you want me to use my summoning book to send him to Earth?" Blitzo asked. "Well, Princess, I have just one question. What's in it for me?" He gave a cheeky grin.

"I'll give you and your group a free week at the Happy Hotel." The blond suggested, but the Imp looked disappointed.

"No thanks. Pentagram City is a little...violent for my tastes."

"Then what do you want?"

"Hmm...thats quite the question...what do I want?" He paced about, tapping on his chin. "Hmm…"

"Blitz! Stolas has a call for you!" Loona droned from the side.

Blitzo's eyes widened. "Tell him I'm busy!" He turned back to Charlie and Vaggie. "Get me out of here! That clingy asshole's gonna be here if I don't answer."

"Only if we can use your summoning book." Charlie smirked, looking over her fingernails. Blitzo puffed his cheeks out angrily.

"Ffffffff-FIIIIIINE!" The Imp assassin groaned. "Loona, page Moxxie and Millie, tell them to bring the book."

"What. Ever." The wolf-like Hellhound intoned.

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Yvette stood stunned at her newest customer as he was halfway into his tenth plate. Not even the most ravenous demons had ever eaten that much at her shop, especially because her cooking wasn't even that good.

Mayzo gobbled down what was left on the plate before sighing. "You're an amazing chef, Ms. Yvette!" He said. "If I'm stuck here for a while, I might just have to eat here more often."

"Well, as I'm sure you know, Hell is forever! Hahhahhahha…" The green skinned lady giggled nervously.

"Yeah, I know, but I don't really belong here. I'm working on that."

Yvette merely pushed his statement aside, jotting down the total cost of what he'd eaten before handing him the ticket. "Your total, sir."

"Umm...I think we have a problem…"

"And what problem is that?" Yvette asked.

Mayzo dumped a pile of strange looking coins onto the table. "I'm pretty sure my money's no good here."

Yvette smirked. "Oh, I'm sure that won't be a concern. Do you have somewhere to be?"

"Umm...well, I do have to check back in at my hotel room."

"That won't be necessary. You can stay with me. I have a housing compartment in the back." The demoness began, reaching for the corner of her top.

Mayzo blushed. "I-I'm sorry, but I really can't stay. Please excuse me, ma'am." Before he got up, she quite literally pounced on him.

"You ain't going nowhere, pretty boy! Not until you've payed me up in one way or another!" She said, planting a kiss on his neck before trailing up to his cheek with her long white tongue.

Mayzo put a hand on her shoulder. "Get off me!" He erupted with a pale purple aura and threw her across the shop and into a table. His aura quickly vanished as he rose up. "Oh...I didn't mean to hurt you."

Yvette stood up shakily. "Damn...you are going to be a toughie...but I like a good game before bed!~"

"Look, I told you I wasn't interested." Mayzo said before turning to the side. He could feel Charlie's energy approaching, as well as someone else.

The blond in question came inside the little restaurant with Vaggie and a group of red skinned demons he didn't recognize, two males and a female. The smaller white haired male carried what looked like a heavy book.

"Ooh! You were right, pumpkin, he DOES look like a livin' breathin' human!" The raven haired imp woman noted to Charlie. "You don't see too many of those down here, that's for sure!"

"What's going on in here?" Vaggie asked, examining the scene.

"I was still a little hungry after breakfast, so I stepped in here for a bite. Afterwards I suggested that my money wouldn't be good to pay Yvette here. Then she attacked me!"

"If you wanna call it that." Yvette stuck her tongue out at him.

"I'll cover it." Charlie said. The green woman handed her the ticket, and after skimming it over, her eyes bulged out of socket, and turned red, with slitted white irises. She turned to Mayzo. "How much did you eat!?"

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After leaving Yvette's place, Mayzo, Charlie, Vaggie, Blitzo, Millie and Moxxie gathered in front of the Happy Hotel.

"Sorry to have you pay for my lunch, Charlie. I'd like to make it up to you before you send me back to the living world." Mayzo declared, but she smiled.

"Oh, don't worry about it." The princess waved it off. "I was just happy to meet a new friend."

Mayzo found himself smiling in return. "Isn't it a little early to call me a friend? After all, we haven't really gotten to know each other anyway."

"She thinks everyone can be her friend in just one day." Vaggie chirped. "She might seem naïve, but that's just part of her charm." 'It's one of the reasons why I-'

"Can we get on with it?" Moxxie asked, struggling to hold onto Stolas' summoning book. "This is a little-" The white haired girl groaned and took it away from him, making him fall over. Millie leaned over and helped her husband up. "Thanks."

"All right, kids, let's spook us up a portal." Blitzo said, cracking his knuckles. "By the way, since you're not a demon, I don't know wether or not this is gonna hurt."

"Don't worry about it. I'm made of stronger stuff than regular folks." Mayzo smirked.

"Riiiiight."

Moxxie and Millie drew up the hellish emblem that allowed them to go to earth while Mayzo watched with a bit of wary interest. After all, this was demonic magic. 'I wonder what Fuwa-sama would think of this…'

Before they could finish, a set of not so distant eyes watched the proceedings, looking for an appropriate time to intervene.

"Going somewhere, Saiyan?" A voice called.

Mayzo froze up, as he looked up at the sky. Above them hovered a strange blue skinned being, with black sclera'd lavendar eyes. He wore tight fitting black pants, with silver boots.

The humanoid's most distinctive features were the small holes above his pectorals, in his arms, and on his cranium, as well as the single forward pointed antenna on his head. "Surely you'd want to stick around and play?" He asked in a gruff voice.

"Mayzo...do you know him?" Charlie asked.

"No, I don't. But I'm sure he's not friendly." Mayzo answered.

The being smirked before vanishing from where he was. The Saiyan gasped before he was struck in the stomach and sent careening into the ground.

"What the-!?" Blitzo shrieked.

"Mayzo!" Charlie and Vaggie gasped.

The Saiyan hopped back up to his feet. "Whoo!" He turned up and smiled at the blue aggressor, taking a fighting pose reminiscent of the legendary Vegeta. "You are a tough one! This might be fun!"

"Ooh! Fight!" Millie cheered eagerly watching the two that were about to square off. Despite her cute and almost pure hearted demeanor, Millie loved bloodshed and violence.

Charlie and Vaggie backed up to what they believed to be a safe distance, recalling the explosion Mayzo set off earlier.

"What's with you two?" Moxxie asked, oblivious of the Saiyan and his abilities.

"Trust me...that guy is anything but normal." Vaggie inferred.

Mayzo and the intruder readied themselves for battle, with the former drawing out a little bit of his inner power. This wouldn't be easy. He could feel this entity's ki, and he knew he would be in for a rough time.