Pochita let out a furious howl as he sawed through another devil, blood splattering across the battlefield as though it was dancing in a symphony of slaughter. His rage boiled the blood in his body as he focused his thoughts on the one that trapped and broke the spirit of his best friend, Denji. "Control Devil!" He roared within his mind as images of the red-haired devil flashed before his vision. The woman that Denji placed his faith and trust in only to be manipulated by her into breaking the Contract that gave his friend the chance to live a normal life was truly unforgivable to Pochita. She gave Denji everything he couldn't, a home, a job, a family, friends, food, every mundane luxury that Denji and him dreamt of, before she ripped it away, breaking his heart and allowing Pochita to break out.

As he cut his way through the hordes of demons, he saw that he was nearing a doorway that would lead him back to the realm of the living. As the thought went through his head, he felt all five of his chainsaws rev up in anticipation. He was going back home! And when he did, he'll get his revenge on the bitch that ruined Denji before he can go and fulfill Denji's dreams. Eating a hamburger that wasn't rotten, going on a date with a cute girl, wallowing in an onsen! He'll accomplish all of Denji's goals until his friend comes back! Even if it took an eternity, he'll see Denji's dreams come to fruition! No matter what!

He readied himself for one last push, shredding his way through the onslaught of devils as blood and gore covered the ground up to his shin. He trudged past the viscera and inched closer and closer to his goal. He reached out towards the door, roaring in determination as he began to open it and letting the gravity on the other side take hold. He felt himself getting pulled through the door and down towards the surface of a building roof, crashing into a kneeling position as he slowly caught his breath. The door to Hell slammed shut behind him. He was back amongst the living.

As he panted in exhilaration, Pochita felt that something was… off. The air felt different. Alien, even. He pushed himself back up, the remaining gore falling off of him as he looked up in front of him. He wasn't much of a building expert, but for some reason, he could tell that the view was different from what he saw before he was dragged to Hell. The cityscape looked far too different. Not to mention the air smelled weird. It was lacking something that he thought should've been there, but what was it?

Devils. There was a distinct lack of demonic smells in the air. Before, there was always a faint aroma of devils in the air, since they could've been anywhere in the world, but for some reason, he didn't smell any of that. Things were getting weird.

Before he could ponder any further, however, Pochita heard something in the distance, something familiar. He heard it a lot when he was known as the Hero of Hell. He heard it from Devils that were being preyed upon by the stronger creatures, from humans during the many fights Denji had against other devils. He heard the cries for help.

Knowing that he couldn't let this go, Pochita readied himself before making a dash towards the source of the noise. Someone had to protect the weak.

Elsewhere

Stormfront grinned as she mowed down civilian after civilian in the apartment complex that the terrorist Kenji went in. She knew that she didn't have to kill them, but since she had nothing better to do while hunting down the bastard, why not have some fun? Vought could simply cover it up, anyways, and nobody would be any wiser. Homelander was away with his son, trying to bond with the tyke, so she was going to have plenty of fun, listening to her victims scream in horror as they beg for God to help. Too bad for them, because she wasn't listening.

"Help us, please!" She heard behind her as she saw a mom and her kids huddled in fear. Stormfront smiled at the sight of weaklings trying to spend their last worthless moments together before she raised her hand towards them. She got ready to fire, the familiar hum of electricity ringing in her ears as she savored the hilarious look of horror on the mother's face.

Time slowed down as things began to go sideways for her. Something broke through a wall and ran towards her before smacking her away. Her attack fired at the family, but the thing got in-between her attack and them before it was hit, unfazed by the electricity. She was sent flying out of the building before crashing into a car. Stormfront shook her head before she looked at whatever the fuck attacked her, snarling like a rabid dog. Who the fuck just fucking tried to hurt her?! Who the fuck did they think they were?! She was Stormfront, one of the Seven! Do they know how fucked they were when everyone found out?!

She got her answer when the dust cleared, revealing a mammoth of a monster taller than that one bastard, Behemoth. It was horrifying to look at, with its jagged skin, multiple arms, and the number of chainsaws on its body and head. For Stormfront, however, it was about to be dead meat. She didn't care how scary it looked, it was just an edgy piece of shit that was going to get fucked up by her!

Pochita, on the other hand, was somewhat confused. The being he hit was a human, but she somehow survived the attack. It was very strange for something to not get slashed apart by him, and yet, here she was, standing in one piece, albeit bruised. Then there was her smell. She smelled like something he erased before. Something awful that deserved the torment he put it through before…

He remembered now. She smelled like the Nazi Devil, which meant that she was just as evil as it. He revved up his chainsaws in fury before letting out a roar. Such evil is not meant to exist, but he'll just erase it like last time.

Rules of Prompt:

Pochita arrives in The Boys Season 2

Stormfront gets merked ASAP

Ryan doesn't join Homelander in Season 3 Finale

Pochita goes on a date with Kimiko, because we need something to replace chapter 85 and 86

(Optional) Pochita x Kimiko