I.M.P, Prince Stolas with Agent One and Agent Two were on their way to a museum. It was only fifteen minutes away but the part where they got everyone into the black van was more tedious than it should have been. After another comment from Blitzo about fucking her brother, Agent Two tazed him three times.
It was even more shocking he didn't piss himself after that.
Agent Two wouldn't even look at him even though he had attempted to piss her off at every turn if he could. Stolas even reached over and pinched his arm making the tall imp jump in his seat.
"What the fuck was that for?!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Stolas said looking down at his fingernails, "I'm just sitting here."
Loona snickered loudly.
"Sir, I don't why you insist on making the nice lady angry. She's doing her best not to clean your clock and you're making it very painful to watch."
"No one asked for your fucking opinion Moxxie!"
"You have no reason to be rude-
"Boys!" Millie snapped.
Agent One sighed and shoved ear plugs into his ears, trying to drown out the arguing. The guy looked exhausted already. That fifteen minute ride felt like eight hours in literal hell. The tension in the van was so thick it was like breathing in butter. Stolas had no idea if this was even going to work at all.
"Do any of you have human disguises?" the prince asked loudly.
All bickering stopped and everyone looked at him.
"I do," Loona said, raising her paw without looking away from her phone.
Stolas arched an eyebrow at Blitzo waiting for an answer. For him, it was weird seeing the owl demon like that but he wasn't bad looking. He looked a little more intimidating with the sunglasses on and the white suit. He wasn't nearly as tall either. That could make certain things a little easier for him.
"We don't," Millie answered.
"Then how in the world were you conducting business?!" the owl demon asked angrily, "Are you trying to get me killed? I've suffered most of my life already- I do not need more! Blitzy, please! When we get back, I'm giving you all human disguises. The most mature person here is Loona and she's the youngest!"
Loona cackled watching her dad get ripped into.
"We have some black cloaks," Agent Two muttered, staring out the window.
"Ah yes! What an excellent idea Agent Two! That should work!"
"Kiss ass!" Blitzo snapped.
Agent Two jumped up in the van and pulled out her gun. Not the taser gun- an actual gun. Moxxie screamed like a frightened girl, climbing into his wife's lap. Loona started recording and Blitzo looked amused by her sudden flare of anger. He looked a little smug he could bother her so badly.
Stolas half covered Blizto's body.
"Now now! Everyone calm down please!"
Agent One looked around at everyone and sighed heavily.
This isn't going to work.
"We're here!" the driver called.
"Thank god!" Stolas muttered, "Let's get those cloaks shall we?"
With the three imps covered up and they actually did blend in well. Agent Two kept her distance from Blitzo, trying to keep the peace. She was busy writing in a small five inch notebook. Agent One stayed nearby her, trying to make sure there wasn't an all out war in the museum like there was at the agency.
But it was not needed.
I.M.P stayed on the side watching the human agents work diligently. Even as they watched Stolas, it was still hard to get used to the blonde hair and skin. At least he wasn't ugly.
"He doesn't look bad," Millie commented, "But it's still so weird."
"I have to agree," Moxxie said, looking at all the agents working.
They fell quiet again, looking around.
Stolas was busy talking to the other agents and taking his own notes.
"I have to admit….. The humans all work well together," Moxxie said, "It's rather impressive."
Agent One overheard them and strolled over with a cocky grin.
"See? Look at everything we managed to get done. No fighting, no arguing. We get it done."
He puffed out his chest trying to look bigger and impressive. Blitzo opened his mouth to talk shit but Millie beat him to it.
"It seems you can solve a crime, not stop one considering we got in and killed half of you with ease. You two couldn't even do anything to Blitzo and Moxxie. You're information gathers, not fighters. Well, not good ones anyways."
Agent One's jaw dropped open but no sound came out and he deflated instantly. He grumbled something and walked away, looking defeated. Blitzo busted up laughing like a maniac. He threw an arm around Millie's shoulders, giving her a side hug.
"I love you Mills!"
She laughed, "Love you too, Blitzo."
Moxxie rolled his eyes as Stolas strolled over towards them.
"You can look around, just don't touch anything please."
"Whatever."
Blitzo crossed his arms, looking annoyed. Stolas chuckled and walked away. His smile faded off as he looked around at the things that were stolen and even down at his notebook of notes. It seemed old weapons were stolen and suits of armor.
There's no way those old weapons would even work now. They could work with enchantments…. But that would be it….. What would Darkhold want with suits and old weapons? What use would they be?
"Agent Three."
The prince turned around to see Agent Two. She did her best to look neutral but the throbbing vein on the side of her head said otherwise.
"We've scoured the entire place and got the video recordings sir. What do you want to do now?"
Stolas scratched his chin.
"Did you say another place had a break in?"
"Yes, one more. It's about five minutes away."
"Gather everyone and let's head that way. Quickly!"
Stolas left no room for I.M.P to argue with him. Everyone piled in and the cars took off. He had this weird feeling about the next place…. A gut feeling that things weren't going to go well. He normally never felt like that. He had a tight grip on his knees, causing his knuckles to go white.
Blitzo seemed to see that and placed a hand on his leg to try and ease his nerves. Stolas shot him a grateful look but Agent Two was seething with rage.
Her head snapped to the side and stared out the window, pissed off. Agent One patted her shoulder like he was trying to apologize. At least the imp wasn't trying to act like an ass this time around.
It was another museum but this one was a lot smaller than the other. It was something about historical weapons and wars- basically centered around weaponry.
Shit, Stolas thought.
Their van got there first. They started to get out when Stolas grabbed Agent Two's shoulder.
"Weapons."
Loona grabbed the several bags of weapons I.M.P had for murdering people. She nodded at her father.
"Gut feeling?"
Stolas nodded. Blitzo held out a hand and Millie placed a 9mm in his hand. Blitzo handed it to Stolas.
"You never know."
Everyone got ready and headed inside. The place was absolutely trashed. There were faint noises coming from one of the other rooms from the museum.
"Do you hear that fucking noise?" Blitzo whispered, "It's just noise, not even talking or anything else. Sounds like metal."
"I'll go first," Stolas said, "The rest of you will be back. Who or whatever it is, probably won't take kindly to us interrupting them. Let's go."
Agent One and Agent Two had their swords ready.
"Jesus fuck, tell me you have guns," Blitzo growled looking annoyed, making Millie and Moxxie snicker loudly.
"If you don't shut up, I will tase you again."
"Do it bitch-
"Good lord Blitzy, leave them alone," the prince hissed.
Agent One, Agent Two and Blitzo started bickering- didn't really sound like it with their whispering but it was getting on his nerves and even Loona looked like she was annoyed. Stolas finally whipped around, switching back to his owl demon form, towering over them.
"Shut up or I'll shut you up myself!" Stolas said with his voice deep and dark, making them all freeze in fear.
The two agents nodded quickly and the taller imp rolled his eyes.
"Thank you!" Stolas said with a pleased smile gracing his face and he switched back to Agent Three's form, "Let's go."
They headed for the room that had a sign saying: Europe Weaponry 1500-1600
Inside, the scene was baffling. There coldfire imps everywhere. They had a mixture of Millies, Moxxies, Blitzos and some other imps they had never seen before. They were piling weapons on a giant blanket with some Millies and Moxxies guarding it.
What in the world…
Stolas was stunned. That was one hell of an impressive feat… Using that much coldfire at once…. None of them moved as the coldfire imps continued working not even noticing that I.M.P and D.H.O.R.K.S. standing there watching.
It just seemed odd there were no copies of Loona anywhere.
Blizto nudged Stolas, waiting for him to do something. He didn't know a damn thing about coldfire and this right here was way more than he expected. This was a fucking mess….. Stolas didn't mention a damn thing about what would happen if they got hit by one of them.
That would've been one good fucking question to ask. It's too late now.
Stolas looked at him, looking a little concerned. The look on the prince's face didn't instill the confidence he needed.
It's fucking now or never-
Blitzo shoved Stolas to the side and fired a shot, the sound ringing off the walls. The bullet hit one of the Moxxies in the forehead but it almost didn't seem to faze it. All of the coldfire imps stopped in their tracks. It felt like some fucked up horror movie or a nightmare.
The copies all came at them, making them freeze up for a second. Agent One and Agent Two ran around with swords up and ready. The moment their blades hit the bodies of the copies, the weirdest sound and thing happened.
It sounded like glass breaking and their bodies had cracks in them.
Gunshots rang through the air- it was almost deafening.
Millie pulled out a mace and slammed it into one of the coldfire imps looking like Moxxie. It seemed the hit was more effective than gunshots.
"Use other weapons!" she shouted, "Melee hits work better!"
The sound of glass cracking filled the air.
Blitzo cornered an imp that looked exactly like him but the red on its body was unusual. It almost sounded like the copy was humming.
"Why in the fuck do you look like me huh?!"
The copy of him just stared with a murderous look and didn't speak. Blitzo reached out to touch it but it pulled back, its cheeks puffing out. It blew fire of a purple color making him jump out of the way, almost getting hit. Two coldfire imps behind him started to melt slightly before their bodies started to crack and shatter like glass.
"What the fuck-
WHAT THE FUCK
Suits of armor dropped to the ground. It seemed that was the theme….. As they continued to defeat the coldfire copies. The room was filled with glass shattering noises. It was a good thing they were in a museum with melee weapons otherwise they wouldn't get too far with those bastards blowing out purple fire.
Stolas looked like he was fairing a little better. He flipped back to his owl demon form, his arms and legs having a better reach to attack. They came down to the last three coldfire imps, Millie and Moxxie taking out two and Luna finished the last one.
Everyone was exhausted, breathing heavily, leaning against the wall.
"Shooting guns are a lot better. Fuck, I'm outta shape," Blitzo said leaning against the wall, "What the fuck was that purple fire? It looked weird and it didn't even feel hot."
"Coldfire magic. It's not always hot. It depends on what the wielder wants."
"What does the wielder want?" Millie asked, laying her head in Moxxie's lap.
"To get rid of me," Stolas said, "More than likely…. But I never learned his motives. I thought this was over with a long time ago."
Agent One and Agent Two started looking at the suits of armor.
"Three."
Stolas looked up, switching back to Agent Three's form. He walked over to them. Agent Two lifted up the helmet.
"Look."
Stolas looked inside to see coldfire magic engraved. It even had blood smeared on the inside. He pressed his lips into a thin line. He had heard using blood with coldfire had been powerful but also very risky. It seemed…. Darkhold had nothing to lose if he was doing that.
