Hughes is Hiding...
Hughes had left the building secretly.
He did what every employer would do when it comes to making an excuse. Hughes called Blitz about his situation, a personal day, and decided not to come in for work. Hughes immediately gave up and just tucked himself underneath his sheet for a good hour.
And he wasn't alone.
"Aw~ Yes! I know that feeling…" Alastor commented through the opened window of the shack. "I have seen it everyday, Sinners discovering the punishment Hell has given them, and hopefully never to commit another sin again. And then they end up in pits of failure, and then I laugh." The Radio Demon narcissistic side is showing underneath his grin.
"Don't… You have… A job… To go?" Hughes brings out his hand from the sheet he's hiding under.
"Of course, but as always, it's as dead as the Cleansing, Hahaha!" Alastor laughed at the dead-end job he took.
Hughes didn't care about Alastor or anyone at the moment.
Hughes is in a deep pickle. He now has more stuff on the table at his job.
"But what I really came here for is for entertainment!" He said bringing out Hughes' book in his hand. Alastor dropped it on the mattress where it hit Hughes' head directly.
"And from what I'm seeing is just complete sadness, defeat, and shame…" Alastor insulted Hughes. "Deep sadness and full of pits of shame." Alastor continued for the fun of it. "Of course, you can just continue being a complete pitiful being in Hell for something which happens naturally, or as mama said, kick your feet and continue forward with a smile! You're never fully ready without a smile, Hughes!" Despite how much of an ass he was for talking a lot of shit, somehow hearing his advice got Hughes get out of the pit.
"... Okay." Hughes removed his sheet's and went straight to reading his grimoire.
"That's the spirit!" Alastor poured more tea, but this time it's with two. "Yes, don't you just feel the magnificence of confidence; the redeeming of being something more, and the greatest destructive power of what you have upon your will!?" Alastor asked Hughes for the excitement he should feel.
"... I feel… like I should just go back to work…" Hughes said getting the book.
"... That is something I didn't really agree upon." Alastor expressed his tone with disappointment.
"... And last time I checked, this isn't your grimoire." Hughes said, waving the book barely closed. The book was soon chanting into a little portal.
They both stopped their conversation, and Alastor put up a wide smile seeing the little mistake Hughes made. It was like looking into progress.
"Well~" Alastor said, looking at the book.
"Yeah… I'm still on the encyclopedia page…" Hughes barely made the next chapter.
Hughes then had a thought.
"Alastor…" Hughes called his name.
"Don't mind me," Alastor grabbed his cane. "I'll be on my way after this…" Alastor stayed a little while until Hughes completed his chant. "Here's a tip, magic is like using an imagination, you just gotta focus on your desire in order to get what you want." Alastor gave Hughes the advice he needed.
The writing on it was in a different language. It was like an old celtic writing back in the Valhalla era. And then, Hughes had a thought. If he can't read the language, he can try "magically" grant an easier language for him. Hguhes looked at the language he wanted, and all it's written in the dialect.
"Okay…" Hughes looked at Alastor.
Alastor gave him a thumbs up on his left hand, and crossed his fingers on his right hand behind him.
"Just focus… A portal… Somewhere… Somewhere…" Hughes then finally figured a location.
The portal opened up. In front of the two demons is a portal to the otherside. Wherever it takes Hughes is a start of being somewhere.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Alastor pushed him into a certain temptation. "Get in there! That's where you want to go! Get going!" Alastor encourages Hughes into going through the portal.
Hughes stepped in.
The portal was closed from behind.
"Hehehe… It's a start, for now… Hehehe…"
Around Hughes is just a toilet stall. He looked from the outside of the stall. There were a couple of urinals, toilet stalls, and four sinks.
There is also graffiti on the wall written, "I.M.P. Sucks" fully pink.
"Yep, this is definitely work." Hughes said looking outside the halls from the men's restroom.
There was no one in the hallway this time. Earlier, there was just a couple succubus in the middle of the hallway which get Hughes completely afraid for his sex-drive. Hughes had to open the portal again since he left the satchel and his other materials at home. He got them and cast the same spell again. Once again, no one is outside of the hallways. The office is right there and no one is standing in the way.
"Hooo~" Hughes breathed in and out for his chance. "Baby-steps! Baby-steps! Baby-steps!" Hughes panting between his walk.
Soon it became speed walking.
Hughes closes the door from behind and sees Loona reading her ImpGossip.
"You're late." Loona said drinking on a work day morning.
"... Does it matter?" Hughes answered boldly.
"... Point taken." Loona continued reading.
After Hughes came back there has been a huge outcry from the conference room.
"What's going on in there?" Hughes asked Loona at the conference door.
"Blitz ex is here doing an album deal… And she's going to be here for a couple weeks." Loona flipped through the pages for the current event in the magazine article. Loona pointed to the fully pink hellborne on the page. She was like any celebrity in the human world. A beauty diva with an act of being devilish and quite the feisty type.
"Seriously? He dated a popstar?" Hughes was impressed hearing Blitz's relationship with a diva like Verosika Mayday.
"What happened?" Hughes asked Loon since she's part of blitz life as a daughter.
"I don't know, and I don't care." Loona answered. "What Blitz does in his life is on him, and to me, Verosika is an idol to be a fan of." Loona may or may not know it, but she literally wags her tail explaining Verosika.
Loon looked at the smile Hughes put up when she explained almost everything. Honestly, this is the first time they have a conversation without any insults. It was like they really have made progress on their friendship.
"What are you smiling about?" Loona asked aggressively. "Seriously, stop!"
Hughes continued to grin and went straight to his office desk.
Loona just couldn't stand Hughes' smile after their conversation. She went straight to the magazine reading and Hughes just continued his work. With just a good conversation Hughes finally lifted all the dark hole inside his chest and continued his work relations. Once again, Alastor was right about living in Hell.
The door from the conference room breaks down by Blitz anger.
"Alright, listen up!" Blitz burst through with an announcement. "Within these couple weeks we have to bear with these STD Spreaders in the same building! We managed to get our parking space, but now we have to deal with these succubitches, so we must be sure to stay on our ground! Protect every oral of our bodies! And not get involved with any of them!" Blitz had a whole argument with Verosika this morning which got him in this bitchy statement.
Hughes snapped back to reality.
Hughes dropped everything and just put all his pitiful despair onto his work desk.
"Hughes, I'm glad you came back, I need you to check through all these documents!" Blitz said in a rush.
Hughes looked through every paperwork Blitz gave him. All of the documents are new clients which came in the other day after Blitz called the billboard company to add another advertisement of theirs over at Wrath Ring. They expect IMP to gather all their fees within the next month after they make a profit from all clients of Pride and Wrath.
"Every document is every penny for the killing spree!" Blitz seemed more ecstatic "And now, I need you to start looking through every paper, schedule them, and use your money skills to see what we can get from all of this! We're FUCKING loaded!" Blitz yelled out passionately.
Hughes' idea of getting another advertisement really made the company profitable.
"You think you can handle all this?" Blitz asked hopefullly with eyes widened like a puppy. A puppy who is a demon and possibly into the sort of fucking with the founder of IMP (Stoals).
"... Yes!" Hughes didn't want to feel pathetic as he was in the morning, so he is willing to get things done.
Later at night, Pentagram City…
In the deeper part of the Pride Ring, there are a lot of festivities going around at nightfall. By daylight it wouldn't be much going on. For most people, Hell is fun when the sun pentagram sets. Things get more wild on the streets of Pride.
"Yeah! Bring out them bitches!" The sinners cheered for the next stars of the club. They all were waiting for some entertainment with the best sluts in Hell. As the party goes on at the club downstairs, up at the studios is where all the action really begins.
"Nothing like a great party, aye guys!" The gothic lolita in pink and brown said. "Hey, why are you two so gloomy?" She sat down near one of them.
"What do you think?" The television boxhead said obnoxiously. "Our asses just got bankrupt because of the cleansing!" He said throwing the papers on the glass coffee table. "They said an Overlord had the audacity to interfere with the cleansing which had caused hundreds or even thousands of Exterminators deaths! Not to mention, only half of the populations of the Pride ring have been eliminated, which makes us losing money for them!"
"Shut up, Vox."
The TV Head looked at his partner who is currently finishing up filming his ladies.
"Velvet may be right…"
"Thanks, Val-"
"But that doesn't mean to celebrate either…" The moth in his red robe and pimp hat turned around looking at his allies. "If I remember correctly, we're the Overlords of this world. What we say they directly follow because of our titles. If they all want to live, then they will have to pay up... or they better off dead." The pimp explained sitting along with his allies.
"It's not as simple, Val." Vox said, taking another shot. "Not when we have to clean up the mess!" Vox begins to staticking.
The pimp laughed at the papers about the cleansing.
"Honestly, I gotta give this guy a hand…" Val chuckled. "Amongst all the pussies in the world, this guy has something no Demon has ever got. His abilities are beyond our own. Shit, why isn't he granted an Overlord."
Val is intrigued to know someone out there did the impossible. Someone who can actually kill something fallen from the heavens.
The mystery of the Angel Killer has all the Overlords Respect.
"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Val! Val! Val!"The Lotita girl raised her hand. "What if we get him to join us!" She suggested the group. "If we could just find this guy, entitled him Overlord, convince him to be on our side, then we can take over the whole Pride Ring, and even The Whole Pentagram!" She said cheerfully with encouragement.
"Oh, Velvet, even if it's possible, we don't know the whereabouts of this person." Vox placed his hand on his head knowing something like that is impossible. "It's not like we can easily bump into him quickly." Vox took another shot.
"It's a thought~ Voxxy!, where's your sense of hope?" Velvet pouted while taking an angry selfie.
"You know I gave up hope almost hundreds of years ago." Vox puts away her phone.
The two of them were continuing their fuss about the possibility of fate. A funny term for everyone in Hell. When there's fate it's always a death sign for every sinner.
Val couldn't stand more of this argument or ideas from these people. Whether they may be a little higher than him, or crazier, Val doesn't give a damn what they may think.
He only has one ideal and that's Power.
"... Not a bad idea." Valentino talked to himself walking down the hall.
"Just where can we find our… Overlord?"
Back to IMP City...
Inside the company building, a tall beauty was passing by her studio. She was like any diva who came out of every television and film from the human world. A diva with such gorgeous pink skin with a heartless attitude coming in a well dressed outfit of black and white going along with her nice fur sakura pink, a nice figure; tall and beautiful with her legs strapped with the sharpest heels, and of course a voice no angel could ever sing against. Now she ain't no princess of Hell, or even the Prince of Lust, but she is just one bad bitch every demon man and women would ever want to get their freak on with.
And her charm. Her charm is what keeps her fans in line. Everyone gets in line for wanting her to be the best in each of the fans' fantasies.
"All of them are going to be craving for me once I finally arrive." Verosika chugged down her bottle of booze. She was meant to be in the studio the whole day but she had a schedule with a photoshoot. After having the whole discussion with Blitz, she drove off and she had to leave her posse for the album editing. Honestly, leaving Blitz from the company building got here at ease not hearing him being a total little bitch.
"And I am going to make Helluva Music tonight-" Verosika stepped out of the elevator with an interruption.
She tripped over with her head in the clouds. Verosika's fall made her personal flask slide under the vending machine down the hall. Verosika sit-up from the ground she fell on.
"Oh my goodness!" Someone in front of her was in complete shock from who he bumped into.
Verosika opens her eyes and sees a hand.
The hand in front of her was a sign for pleading. A sign of kindness and respect is what's in front of her. Verosika didn't know who it was until now as she looked from the person's hand and his whole appearance.
In front of Verosika Mayday is a cat.
"Are you alright?"
Verosika didn't see something like this before. A demon is giving her a hand without any charm she had given him on purpose. Everything was all accidental and no purpose of getting the cat to help her up.
"I-I-I'm really sorry! I was in a rush! I didn't really pay attention- and I hope- I mean, I- uh, I'm Hughes!" He accidentally introduces himself with all nerves going through his metal limbs.
In fact, his sweat is dripping from his nerves which may, or may not, cause any malfunctions.
"Ahem… " Hughes got a grip as he slapped himself. "Lemme help you up." Hughes said, leaving out his hand.
Verosika looked at Hughes being nervous for what he had done; more like completely embarrassed for seeing such a babe like her in front of him. Like most fans, they all would be nervous and possibly drooling over her. That includes the most vulnerable ones who have never felt a woman's touch. Of course in Verosika's point of view she would see such innocence for her own beauty and title. Verosika tried to increase her charm by giving cute and sexy gestures as she grabbed Hughes hand.
"My~ I have never met a gentleman like you." Verosika said seductively until she noticed the height differences between them. Hughes adjusted his legs to help Verosika getting up and then reeled into his original height.
"Well… Mama and Papa… Taught me manners…" Hughes chuckled a little.
"Oh~ Well, how about I give you something in return?" Verosika continued using her charm to get the cat into her own domain. "After what you've done, you know, making me fall on my face and being a gentleman, an award should be given." She leaned for the height difference.
Hughes didn't pay attention to Verosika's offer after he noticed the scratch on her face. Hughes brings out his own handkerchief out of his vest. He elevated his legs so he could wipe off the blood on Verosika's face at the same height.
"There," Hughes finished up the mess he made. "Now you're all cleaned up." Hughes smiled after he wiped off Verosika's face.
The two of them had a quiet atmosphere for a few seconds.
Verosika really didn't know what to do at all. This is strangely different for her.
Before Verosika could do anything else, Hughes had to get going immediately.
"Holy Hell!" Hughes gave himself a reminder from earlier. "Um, I-uh, I gotta get going!" Hughes started to leave until he went straight to the vending machine. Hughes lifted the vending machine so easily with just one hand.
Verosika stood there fazed from the remarkable strength Hughes has on him.
"Here…" Hughes gave Verosika her flask.
Verosika looked at her Beelzejuice in front of her. Suddenly, Her heart started to race. It's unexplained for her to feel such nerves going through her skin. She is a succubus, so something like this could hardly ever happen to her like this.
"I really should be going." Hughes said to himself. Hughes gave her the flask with direct physical contact with both their hands.
"Have a good night!" Hughes departed into the elevator.
Verosika just stood there alone in the hallway.
Verosika then fell to her knees.
Only one thing had crossed her mind after social interaction with Hughes.
"...He's so Cute!" Verosika thought. Verosika hold herself with pleasure.
Meanwhile, Hughes finally made it out of the company building. As he was heading home he stumble across a realization.
"... HOLY HELL THAT WAS A CLOSE ONE!"
Hughes knew who it was.
And because of what he had done he worries of what will happened.
Verosika Mayday
Gender: Female
Species: Succubus
Occupation:
-Diva
-Popstar
-Beelzejuice Addict
-Seductive
-Posse Queen
Threat Level: I NEED AN ADULT! I NEED AN ADULT!
Hughes really wanted to end his life.
After all that confidence he had now got his hollow back into his body.
If there is some bright side of things, Hughes gladly wish it be nothing worst.
"Next stop! IMP City!" The bus driver yelled out making a stop on the sideway. Some Imps were coming down off the bus along with Hellbornes.
And then when all people had left the station a certain familiar face is right in front of Hughes.
Who could this be? Why does she looked so familiar? Where has he had seen her before.
All questions have been answered the moment he looked at the eyes of a star fire.
"... And just when I thought things couldn't get any worst the daughter of Goetia is right in front of me, and all could say is- What the fuck- What are you doing here, Octavia!"
Hughes luck has decreased.
TO BE CONTINUED!
The Princess has Arrived!? What will Hughes do in this sort situation!?
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