The Following is a work of Fanfiction and M+ Rated for Mature Audiences! Contains offensive humor, intense violence, and Horny Demons! ARE NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN!

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All of the Exterminators have been going through each building spotting a kitty cat which hadn't been seen until each part of the city had spotted his location.

"Okay… I should start getting their attention, and then…"

A scream can be heard far from where he's at.

"Hell no! I shouldn't get involved after all!" Hughes immediately backfired his plan. "Maybe… Maybe it's best to stay low… I-I may have this strange ability… But-" And then, another cry was coming further away.

A child was crying for help.

"Daddy… Daddy…"

Hughes triggered seeing from afar. An Exorcist was about to kill the kid off. Before Hughes could make it, only one person grabbed the child into her arms.

"Miss Mayberry!"

"Hold on, child!"

At that moment, Hughes had directly punched the living crap out of that angel.

The two of them were dumbfounded by the mischief cat who had done something no one has ever done. The impossible is possible, but just for him.

Hughes wanted to cry for attention until he saw the horrors of the child's face who just lost her father. Looking at her was like looking back at a nostalgia which had hit him with bits of grief. Next to his arm was a stuff animal close to a puddle of his blood. Hughes grabbed the plush doll right away.

The tag is called a Thing. Yes, everyone wants the Thing. No one knows what it is but they all want that Thing!

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"... Here." Hughes gave the child a Thing. "Just hold on tight… Your… Papa, would've wanted you to have this… Hold on to this… And don't worry… They are gonna get what they deserve…" Even though Hughes said that for their sake he was shaken by the horrific sight. A whole other deja vu truly got through his skin.

The two victims ran inside the house for safety.

Hughes was finally done with his pacifistic self awareness.

All this genocide, the Exorcists, the loss, it all ends tonight.

Hughes stopped being a little bitch and started to take matters at hand.

When it comes to danger or a tight spot Hughes usually says verses to feel safe.

Now, he doesn't know who he's praying for.

All of this is full of shit!

Finally, as every search party has searched for Hughes, his whereabouts are officially spotted in the center of the city.

Taking deeper breaths in the center of the city, Hughes began his own battlecry for those heavenly bastards.

"WHO WANT'S TO FUCK THIS PUSSY!"

Hughes cried with both determination and embarrassment.

Yes, he's a cat. But now it's just making him fluster on his way of living.

Soon, his instincts tell him to duck and throw back the spear which was thrown from afar. Eventually, all of them gathered closely into battle.

"Kill this fucker! And make sure his existence is a total mistake!"

"I'm starting to think Heaven is full of shit, now!" Hughes said with anger and ideals.

And so, Hughes started to follow his own plan.

In order to prevent as many live casualties, Hughes must enter the ring himself and to be sure their focus is on him.

The worst part is now he has to survive the night.

One thing Hughes learned from his previous life is to ever achieve your desire you have to truly yearn for it. Hughes' ideals came from the certainty of men and women who show equality. Amongst those ideals, however, in order to win is survival.

Was it Hughes' choice? No.

Did Hughes ever want anything? Never.

Hughes wanted one thing in life and it was survival.

Ever since Hughes entered Hell, for once he actually felt like he could finally do what he wanted.

Hughes went back to his old self.

Hughes went into survival mode.

All of the Exterminators, one by one, brutally killed off by Hughes. The beings given full of their speed, and given their lives to kill off just one Sinner. The amount of blood staining upon Hughes and all over the city has continued. They all followed him which is part of the plan Hughes has strategized. Hughes continued onwards, killing all of them with no mercy. One after another were killed off with their own weaponry Hughes managed to grab his hands on. Everywhere from left to right from top to bottom of intense massacre Hughes committed. It was no longer the human world with judgements and restrictives.

This world is full of despair.

The Exterminators couldn't bear fighting the feline killer. It was too much for either of them to handle. A Sinner, a short cat, is literally killing them off tenaciously and so casually like it's normal.

Hughes didn't even needed to catch a breathe from all the genocide. His mind is completely blank with no emotions or consciousness. The one thing in his own world is just his own instincts sensing all outcomes.

"Forget about everything… Just let your mind slip out… let it out… don't be frightened for what you are… just let yourself go…"

Inside his head are words. Words coming from himself. Hughes is being piloted by his own instincts, and no one, not even himself, is controlling him.

As all the Exterminators were stepping back they were shaking. Their hands are fidgeting from Sinner who is easily killing them like they were nothing. It was no power of the God's or even Satan himself. This ability is making their skin crawl all over their bodies. It was something they'd never felt before. It was a feeling none of them should have. The ferocious being in front of them is what made them want the runaway by it's tenacious hunger for blood.

The thing the Exterminator's are witnessing, and even feeling the pressure, is fear.

Hughes was undeniably a monster.

A monster with no control.

"There's no way…" One of them hesitates. "No way… No way…"

"Fuck this, I'm out!"

They all pleaded for life. Unfortunately, the ferocious demon wouldn't allow it. Each of them asking for a chance to live, Hughes refuses.

From bokeh limbs to busted head Hughes was completely blank. Everything means nothing to him.

"Please… Give us a chance…" One of them asked Hughes as he grabbed its horns.

No emotions, no reaction, and no humanity in him.

All there was on Hughes was a smile. A smile with a permanent emotionless expression bestowed upon the Exterminator. It was like looking into a mirror, a self-reflection of itself seeing the horrors he had done. In the eyes and smile of the treacherous cat, for once the angel felt something more powerful.

For once, it's soul finally showed its own mortality.

"... By God…"

"BLASPHEMY!"

Hughes has ripped the being in half.

Hughes continued his rampage with no rest or mercy.

Meanwhile, Sir Pentious is on the urge of getting his machine ready for the biggest opportunity of his career.

"Are you telling me thisss machine is almost done but it's battery power is low on twelve! SSSS- The fuck am I paying you all for!" He asked angrily at the eggs.

"But you don't boss."

"Exactly! Because you all fuck thingsss up!" Sir Pentious is pissed off more than ever.

Probably because he had manage to survive from those fuckers when he was spotted.

"I want these to know what it's like fucking with me in Hell using the cat's power! So get this shit going!"

It got worse; the machine was now lowered at ten because Sir Pentious had thrown the ratchet at the machine.

"Fuck!"

As the time flies, everything is blank.

Around the void of space was just white.

It was like being in winter. Everything is all white, snow is falling from the sky, and the only thing keeping him warm is just a cardboard box covering him from the sky. It's that sort of imagery Hughes is seeing right now. A darker time when he lost a home; no man or pa being there for him, just a homeless boy, and a personal guide of survival.

It couldn't be heaven, not that Hughes can believe in a God who sends his men on a purge spree party. And if it were Hell, how is that even possible when Hughes is already in Hell unless there's either a double Hell or a Super Hell. One thing for sure, he's all alone.

"Mama… Papa… Anyone…" Hughes called out while lying down.

"I don't know… where I am… Someone… Please… Where am I?"

"Hey, are you still alive?" The punker from before asked looking at the cat.

Hughes looked up seeing the widened grin on the Sinner who looked very excited to see something very interesting.

"... oh, you're the explosive lady…" Hughes recognized the lady and was now seeing everything rather than blank. "Where…" Hughes asked to get up.

"Oh man, you were on a roll! I haven't seen such kill counts in one night!" She said looking at the piles of the exorcists. "I gotta say, you have one awesome ability for a demon!" She pointed at the piles of corpses on the ground.

As Hughes looked at the massacre he immediately threw up on one of them on his side. The PTSD is really getting to him badly.

"Is this your first time?" She asked the kitty who was vomiting from the image.

"No… It's just… Old wounds…" Hughes wiped off his vomit.

The lady giggles from the unknown demon who is vomiting out his nostalgia.

"You got a lot of heart to kill them off!" She preached to Hughes. "Hell, you're the most interesting demon I ever met so far, aside Angie of course." She kept on praising him for his act. "I'm… really starting to like you, Hughes." She admitted her feelings for him. "By the way, I'm Cherri Bomb!" Cherri picked Hughes from the ground like he was a pet. "You sure showed a lot of destruction out here, let's go and rampage more stuff while it lasts." With no explanation Hughes is being treated so differently from this stranger.

It was a strange sort of feeling when it comes to this much closure. Hughes doesn't know how to act when a female treats him this way. Though his way with the ladies has always been "more than friends less than lovers treatment", and the way he smooths them into a bedroom. Some even stayed with him because of his kindness.

In a way, which he hates to admit, Hughes was the most loyal and respectful man any women out there would want to stay with. Hughes doesn't know how he does but getting tips from his father had really got him places where no men had gone before, or even envious of how Hughes managed to keep them close.

Now, he just wants to live in Hell peacefully rather than getting involved with his old shenanigans all over again. For the first time since he was human, Hughes is back being tempted with his lust. Getting all mushy Cherri Bomb is giving him and felling her breasts against his bloody face is getting him at a point of being smooth, and with the position he is now he really wanted to release all of his peer pressure with the pleasure he deserves. This kind lady, who may be dangerous after her recent actions, shouldn't get involved with him.

"Miss Cherri," Hughes called her name, releasing himself from the snuggle. "I am pleased to hear that, but I-"

A trigger warning came in. This time, something was coming in on them.

In their eyes they see the horrific terror of exterminators with anger upon their faces. They were all in hordes of groups ready to make their aim.

"You may have killed all our men, but we attempt to use plan B!" One of them yelled with honor.

Hughes is completely drained from the massacre and Cherri tries to get as many bombs out as possible. At first there were only a few of them, but now all of them have finally come out of the shadows and into their distance.

"Let's see if you can dodge all at once, Pussy!" It yelled bringing out ammunition and weaponry aiming at Hughes and Cherri.

"I am so sorry for this!" Hughes apologized to Cherri for what was about to come.

With just one last opportunity of being alive Hughes gave in to his temptation, and kissed Cherri for as long as he could before their deaths. The two of them locked lips while giving a good french style makeout, their tongues were intertwined and both their final moments started to be quite arousing.

Hughes has no regret, but kissing a person he just met is barbaric. Ironic as it is because he would literally meet a girl and have a one night stand before she would try to steal his money, drugs, or surprisingly stay with him.

Cherri, who was completely unaware, started to give up Hughes' unexpected surprise. She kept on following his lead before their deaths.

"Well, let them be horny before they die." The exterminator said with disgust.

"Ready…" The count down finally came in. "Aim… Fire!"

A crane has saved the two of them from death. All of them were completely confused about how they managed to escape.

Coming from the sky was a ship. An airborne ship was only at the capacity of eight percent usage. Hughes and Cherri were caught their sexual desires by Sir Pentious who is boht anger and disgusted.

"Why would anyone start fucking in the middle of a battlefield!? SSS- fuck it! Get your furry ass over here!" Sir Pentious yelled bringing Hughes into the cockpit. "See this steering wheel? With just these two buttons I want you to kill every one of them!" Sir Pentious explained to Hughes the instructions of how the weapons worked.

"Boss, we're five percent left!" The minions shrieked.

"Get them!" The exterminators charged at Sir Pentious' ship.

"Four Percent!" Sir Pentious ignored the eggs and waited for a perfect timing.

"Three… Two… One-"

"FIRE!"

Hughes grabbed hold on the wheel; as he pressed the button the ship suddenly was on the one percent mark with no downgrading. Everything on the ship was completely overpowered.

And so were the weapons.

Hughe shoots multiple cannons and bullets all over Hell, and all exterminators are killed on by one. Sir Pentious saw something differently. His machine is actually working, it wasn't being destroyed, and it was very powerful. Something he had made from his own bare hands and with all his knowledge.

Sir Pentious wanted to be big, bigger than anyone else. Honestly, Sir Pentious wanted to cry. For once, he was proud of himself.

All of those exorcists were killed off instantly. Hughes was giving all his strength power to kill these sons of bitches. Cherri and Sir Pentious were starting to cheer for Hughes, killing them off.

"Yeah! Kill these bastards!" Cherri yelled at the beautiful sight of exorcists being slaughtered.

"Behold! I, Sir Pentious, will have my name in Pride City, and will forever be known as the greatest man in all of Hell!" Sir Pentious flamboyantly praised himself with his machines.

Soon, the power turned off.

"... Huh?" Both Cherri and Sir Pentious stopped for a moment. They both were stupefied. Hughes is completely drained out using all his abilities.

"Oh no…"

The ship stopped working and was heading towards all of the Exorcists. Cherri, Sir Pentious, and all of the egg minions were screaming from the fall.

"If I survive I'm killing both of you!"

And with just a little bit of power, the ship crashed directly at the clocktower.

And with just a little bit of power, the ship crashed directly at the clocktower.

With just a huge impact on the ground, every part of the Pride Ring was shocked into a Hell Shake.

The city may have been safe, but the center of Hell was destroyed by the explosion along with the clocktower. So far, almost every Exterminator was obliterated from the crash. The only person who have awoken from the crash was Cherry Bomb. She looked left and right seeing the flames at her surroundings. Cherri loves seeing the destruction and havoc they've done, but something important comes to mind.

"Hughes… Hughes!" She yelled the cat's name looking through the rubbles. Everything was destroyed by the ship which made it more difficult. "Hughes! Hughes!" She moved all the debris one at a time.

"Ugh…" Sir Pentious got out of the metal plates from his ship. "And here I thought… I can be their ruler… Damn…" He covered his frills. Then he comes across a fluffy tail from his distance.

"By Satan, Hughes!" Sir Pentious moved all the debris and was shocked to see Hughes.

"... Hughes…" Sir Pentious could barely say anything. His eyes were widened from the explicit injury. Hughes couldn't move, but could breathe slowly. Sir Pentious lifted him from the debris. All of Hughes' limbs can barely move, and as for his left eye it was brutally cut in front he crashed.

"Cough… Cough! Cough!" Hughes tried to breathe from the crash.

Sir Pentious doesn't know how to react. He was just a kitty, an answer to his problems, but now it was different. Hughes has given him something he didn't have, hope. Because of Hughes unexplained power, Sir Pentious' machine was truly successful. Of all his years of hiding, he did the impossible. Sir Pentious machine really killed the exorcists rather than hiding like a coward.

"... …" Hughes called his name with a smile. "Ha…ha…ha… It worked!" Hughes said proudly to Sir Pentious. After Hughes went unconscious, Sir Pentious was struck with real praiseworth.

Sir Pentious immediately cried.

Cherri Bomb made it in a bad timing. For once, Sir Pentious showed his other side. He was literally crying for someone else. Cherri looked at Hughes who looked like he was dead. Even though she had met him for one night, Cherri couldn't stop wanting to see more of Hughes' greatness.

While they were somewhat mourning for Hughes, one problem came in.

Only one Exorcist was coming in to kill them. And then there were three, soon eight, now thirteen of them were coming in with bruises and injuries. Cherri and Sir Pentious were horrid from the beings coming in. It was finally coming to an end for the two of them.

"We.. are not done…" One of them said with a broken face. "We will… Finish what we started… Every last scream… will be enough to know… To never curse… our God!"

DING…! DING…! DING…!

"It's time!" One of them yelled out the clock.

All of the Exorcists were starting to depart along with the corpses. All of them were ascending back.

As the day ended, they decided to leave. But only one was still on the urge to kill them off.

"No!" One of them yelled. "This is for the sake of the Heavens!" The Exterminator created his weapon into a spear. "Our Heavenly Father will not be pleased by our failures! I am righteous to kill them off!" As the Exterminator approached his body pulled upwards. There is no time for any of them to continue as the sun comes up; it is the end of the cleansing.

"Damn! We only have limited time…" He accepted to ascend to heaven.

"Next time, if he managed to survive in Hell, we're coming for him…"

Aftermath...

The cleansing was a complete catastrophe.

All of the Exterminators were found dead in the center of the city of Pride Ring. No one exactly knew how it happened since they all were indoors.

Some who were part of the event kept quiet from the massacre. Even though some of the Sinners have been killed off in Pride Ring, most of them turn out to be Exterminators.

It was spread all over the news, and Seven Rings of Hell.

The rulers of Hell had taken no action of the cause or even consider an investigation.

As for Hughes whereabouts, he is currently under surgery.

Or let's say, under construction.

"I say, I say, this is a great opportunity for the both of you!" a funny looking southern Imp brought out the corpse Sir Pentious have asked to fix. Since there isn't as many doctors in Pride City, the only person who can think of was Whacky Wackford and his two greatest inventors. "And, you say there's a price you say, your highness?" He asked the man in the shadows.

"Yes," He stepped out of the shadows looking at his savior being in the worst cause. "Whatever it takes, please fix him!" He asked desperately looking at Hughes.

"And here I thought all Prince's can do anything!" The man with loopy arms said getting the tools and surgical utensils.

"Like any god's can do all miracles!" The giant rolling man said preparing the surgery.

"He only wished for everyone's life..." Stolas said with a sad expression. "All that wish wasted for everyone but himself. Recreating him will just be more of problem." Stolas emphasis the possible outcomes of reanimating Hughes.

"Well then, let's get to work, shall we?"

TO BE CONTINUED!

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