Walking through the semi-abandoned streets of Pentagram City, Steve has yet to find anything or anyone who he could convince can find sanctuary back at the hotel. Most demons here are ironically, too scarred, too angry or too trigger happy to comply. Seriously, a few tried to blast at Steve when he was trying to help.

"Assholes. The lot of them." He mumbled to himself as he continued to head through the streets while avoiding any other unnecessary surprises.

(BANG)

Like that. Steve got into cover when the sound of a sniper rifle went off from looks of where the bullet made contact, the sniper was aiming for him. Hiding behind a wrecked car, Steve made no sudden movements against the guy who once more fired and nearly landed on in the back of Steve's head. This situation was causing Steve to have flashbacks. This whole thing felt like back when he was with Claire, and they'd be fighting...

"Ashford..."

The thought of the name made Steve grow with rage as the moment the next shot was fired, Steve immediately turned went all out blitz on the sniper. His ingrams were enough to burst through the concrete of the rooftop to where the sniper was firing from. Steve could sense that the guy ran away, but it wouldn't be the last of him. He was sure of it. He looked back at where the bullets made their mark and it made Steve think.

"Guy's a better shot than Alfred...I'll have to be more careful." He said before looking around. "...God, maybe I should've brought backup."

"Understood, Steve. We'll send Brad after you." Enrico said through the Radio. "Keep doing what you're doing. Look for more survivors."

"You know, when you actually take a peak inside the place. It's not that bad."

That was Josh who said that. It was only a few hours ago when the remainder of Verosika's former crew came to the Hotel and were welcomed by Charlie and searched by the S.T.A.R.S. Not that half of them mind the former cops to be a little handsy.

"I don't know about you girls, but I'm think of having that snake boy or birdie all to myself." Kiki told Coco and Apple.

"Well, you can have them." Apple replied, putting her arm around Coco. "After what we've been through, I'm never letting go of my sweet Coco right here."

"That goes double for me." Coco said wrapping her arms around Apple, and pretty soon the two were making out.

"Get a room, you too." Edward came by with his own rifle, saying "Seriously, if you're gonna do that here, get a room. Husk has the keys."

Apple blew a raspberry at him while Coco dragged her over to the counter. Meanwhile, Vortex was leaning up against the wall next to Loona, who was busy looking through her phone on any information regarding the chaos that has been happening right now. It has been too quiet and even she can't hide her concern for Blitzø, Moxxie and Millie. When her phone didn't seem like enough, she decided to do a little small talk with Vortex. And that was already hard enough on its own.

"So...how are things?"

"Could be better." Vortex said bluntly. "My girl's dead, my boss' scum...and now, we're here. Cooped up in a hotel that looks like it's been through shit."

"Yeah, this place went a little bad right before you guys got here." Loona explained. "Luckily, we held our own, managed to clean up...to bad about Moxxie though. He got the worst of it."

"Yeah. I, uh...saw that when Verosika was gonna kill him...and when he shot me in the foot."'

This made Loona turn her head and face Vortex with a suspicious look in her eye.

"I didn't do anything. I swear." Vortex protested, putting up his hands, innocently. It made Loona laugh before she stared back down her phone, scrolling through pics and videos of what people could take during this outbreak. It was then that something else hit Vortex's mind.

"Say...if we don't make it through this, I hope there's no hard feelings between us. What with that stupid bet and the beef between our bosses."

"It's cool. I don't hold a grudge." Loona said. "And I don't mind you having a girlfriend anymore."

"...Had."

Loona perked her head up, wide-eyed as she realized she brought in a sore subject. "Oh...right...sorry."

"It's cool." Vortex said in a low voice. "So...you still looking for someone?"

"That's cute, Tex. But I got my eyes set on someone."

"Who?" He asked, to which Loona points to the young Doberman Hellhound that was sitting at a table, working on his guns. Joseph was also listening to a Walkman tape while he worked, as it helped calm his nerves. Vortex nodded in approve to Loona's choice.

"He does look like your type." He said. "Looks pretty young, though."

Loona replied "He's just small. He's actually 27." And that made Vortex do a double take at Joseph, who looked younger than both of them. Meanwhile, Brad was with Husk at the counter, talking to him about his time out on the field.

"And at that time, before I joined the Force, I was under the command of the 10 year vet. I think the boys called him HUNK."

Husk scoffed saying "How did he look to earn that name?"

"I wish I knew." Brad replied. "Guy kept his face concealed. But he was as skilled as our ol' boy, Chris, yet with no emotion. I never really did much out in the field, I was, uh...pretty timid back then. So, I compensated by becoming a pilot, along with other positions. I even volunteered to train this rookie who was coming in before the Raccoon City Outbreak. He name was Le-"

"Brad." Enrico called, coming in and getting the attention of the pilot. "You're up. Steve need some assistance."

And with that, Brad finished up his drink and told Husk "I'll finish later." Then took his Samurai Edge out and headed out the front door. Husk took the glass Brad drank out of and began to clean it while saying to the Captain "Dude just told me that he was timid, and you sent him out to help the kid?"

"We've been down here for ten years, pal." Enrico replied while grabbing a shot glass himself. "You really think anything scares us now?"

"Fair point."

"That's not to say I'm not worried. What with everything going on, I pray that he's coming back." He said while Husk poured him a shot. As Enrico took it, the bartender then noticed the trail of dry blood that was leading from the giant bullet hole in the middle of Enrico's forehead. And then he asked while pointing "Just out of curiosity, how the hell did you get that?"

Enrico paused a little before answering "...Doublecrosser."

Enough said. Husk could understand what he meant. He's been through some shit too, but he's never stabbed anyone in back. Enrico didn't say it, but he swore the next time he saw his old "teammate" he'd return the favor and make a bullet it go straight through his head.

Back with Luis and the I.M.P.s, they were busy making their way through Imp City on foot, and Moxxie wasn't looking too good. The veins around his body were continuing to grow and it almost felt like like his right arm was about to burst open. Millie was doing all she could to comfort him, but even she was begin to feel afraid of losing her husband. Blitzø was losing his patience with Luis, who kept lead, but Blitzø wasn't convinced that he was leading them anywhere.

"Any time of the day, Amigo!" He screamed at the Spaniard while pointing a gun at his head. "Moxxie's running out of time, and I'm losing my cool!"

Luis looked back at I.M.P. boss and said "Try to be a little more calm, my friend. I am taking you the right, but nothing is ever in a straight line."

"The hell is that supposed to mean?"

"See for yourself." Luis then pointed to show a makeshift trail marker at the side of the road. It was the shape of the "Los Illuminados" insignia, meaning that they were back on the right track. From where the trail marker lead, it showed that the I.M.P.s were heading straight for a tall building already that, even from a distance, had looked to be claimed by the Ganados, but wasn't too far off where the demons stood.

"Great, so where we now know where to look!" Blitzø said. "Let's book it!"

"Wait." Luis said, blocking the imps path. "We're not going directly there. The Ganados had caught off from the main path." And it was then that he opened up a manhole that lead down into the sewer. "This will lead us to where they headed off too."

"You gotta be shitting me." Blitzø said. "You expect us to believe that these Ga-na-dos, or whatever you call them, just suddenly dropped down into the sewers to where ever they needed to go?

"...H-H-He's right."

Everyone turn to Moxxie, who was still being held up in Millie's arms. "I can sense them." He said. "They went down...but they're not too far from where we are."

"Are they heading directly underneath the building?" Luis asked, to which Moxxie nodded and replied "And passing it too."

"Then it appears that it may not be our final stop." This made Blitzø swear under his breath.

Then Millie asked "How much farther do we need to go. Moxxie won't hold out for too long."

"They're all gathering somewhere..." Moxxie said in between breaths. "Just outside...of Imp City."

"It all feels like we're moving in circles." Blitzø growled.

"But you trust his word more than you do my own." Luis said as he was the first take a step down the manhole. "I would take his word for it."

Blitzø hated to admit it, but Luis has a point. And without any further hesitation, did he head in the sewers second and the couple going third. Little did they know of the horrors that would await them down there.

Steve found himself hiding behind another turned over car as he had a run in with the sniper yet again. He was low on ammo and is still waiting for backup, and that sniper was getting closer, inch by inch at hitting him.

"Well, it's not like today could get any worse."

He just had to say that. Pretty soon, the floor beneath began shake and both Steve and the sniper felt it. He wondered if it was Valentino coming back for more. But instead it was something else he was more familiar with. Bursting from the worth was a giant disgusting worm monster that Steve recognized as one of the Ashford's creations.

"The Gulp Worm..." He whispered in shock as he was forced to move from his hiding spot as the Gulp Worm had spotted him. As it tried to swallow him whole, he ran for it as the Worm dug itself back underneath the floor. He said the floor breaking apart heading straight for him, forcing him to run as the Gulp Worm was after him. But then, Steve fell the ground, feeling severe pain in his leg as the Sniper had managed to a got a shot of him this time. And it was then that Brad had shown up; Steve only wished that he could've come at a better time.

"Steve! Are you alright?" He asked, to which Steve replied "BRAD, GET OUT OF HERE NOW!"

But it was too late. The Gulp Worm had come up from beneath Brad's feet and Steve could seem him screaming as he was swallowed whole!

"BRAAAD!" He roared, managed to get back on his feet even after being shot, and then rushed at the Gulp Worm. Steve's eyes glowed red as then suddenly, a giant battle axe manifested itself in his hands as he charged and jumped at the Gulp Worm before it could head back down. Swinging the axe, Steve got it right down it's body as the Worm started to spew blood and other gross fluids from it's open cut. And for good measure, Steve took his axe and swung across the worm's body, cutting the monster in half. Crawling out from the opening was a blood covered and partially digested Brad, who desperately did all that he could to clean himself from what he just experienced. Steve came over and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Lighten up, guy. You look like you're afraid to get dirty." He told him, not to Brad's amusement, making Steve sigh. "You alright."

"...I'm fine." Brad said. "Getting swallowed by that thing kinda beats getting your head impaled by a tentacle."

Steve wasn't even sure how to respond to that. Not that he had time to as the sniper went straight back to firing at him as a bullet ends up hitting Steve's axe. In a fit of rage, Steve swings the axe and throws it, sending it flying towards the building where the sniper was perched, crashing into the roof and bringing the sniper down. After seeing that, there was a question on Brad's mind.

"Where'd you even get that axe?"

Steve paused before answering "...I don't even know."

The two rushed over to see the sniper, who had fallen to the ground. Getting a good look at him, it turns out to be a grey-furred spider demon wearing a black hat and tailcoat, yellowing pants and a web-themed bowtie, eight eyes and a mouth full of a fangs. If Steve didn't know any better, he thought that this guy almost looked like Angel Dust. Seeing him for a weapon made Steve bring back at the axe and pin the spider to the ground by having his head trapped between the two blades.

"Well, shit." The spider demon growled. "If you're gonna kill me, get it over with."

"Not until I get some answers out of you." Steve ordered. "Who are you? Why were you shooting at me?"

"The name's Arackniss, and I don't have to explain myself to you. I already lost my pops, I don't plan on dying here as well."

The Brad knelt down at Arackniss before saying "Well, we're more than welcome to let you go AFTER you answer us truthfully. Why were you shooting at Steve here?"

"...He just looks so much like the shithead who took my father's life." Arackniss ordered. That got Steve curious; if there was any other people who were colored the same shade of green as him, he knew exactly who it was. He just needed Arackniss to confirm it. "Who was it?" He asked. "Give me a name."

"I don't fucking know." Arackniss swore. "...But he wore red, spoke in an accent. Is that enough for you, boy?"

It was. Steve released Arackniss and had put his axe away as he said "Yeah...thanks."

"Whatever." said Arackniss. "Now, if you excuse me, I gotta get back to work."

"Oh yeah? And what work is that?" Brad asked.

"Nothing! None of your business!" Arackniss snapped. "Just...surviving...and shit. I don't know! Alright?! ...Maybe, if I'm lucky, I can find my brother and sister and we can be a family again."

"One of those siblings wouldn't happen to be named 'Angel Dust', would they?" Steve asked, getting the spider-demon's attention.

Arackniss turned back and asked "So you met my little brother, Anthony?"

"...His's real name is Anthony?" Brad asked

"Yeah." Arackniss said through a laugh. "Angel Dust is his show name, and the name for his brand of drugs."

"And what's your real name?" Steve asked.

"Does it matter?"

Steve shrugged as he then said "If you want, we can take you to your brother. He's at the hotel we're using as a haven for any demons."

The spider looked like he was thinking about it for a second before answering "Alright...I could already see Tony's face when he sees me."

"Right." Brad said, sensing some personal tensions between Arackniss and Angel Dust. But he thought nothing else of it as they decided to take Arackniss back to the hotel...