Typically, the streets of Pentagram City would bustle with street races or car crashes, but on this day, not a single car could be seen as Stolas drove the I.M.P Van to its destination. Almost as if it was satanic intervention helping him on his friends' quest for vengeance.
However, Millie and Moxxie were too focused on preparing for their attack right now, loading their guns and sharpening their blades. "Hey, Mox?" Millie asked her husband.
"Yes, Sweetie?" He replied.
"Didn't ya have a dream about your folks being murdered one time?"
Moxxie laughed, realizing the irony of what she just said. "Yeah, yeah I do."
"Looks like we're making that dream come true today." She said, smiling at Mox.
Their smiles were short-lived as the Smithson building came into view. Moxxie had hoped that he would never have to come back to this place, but his family did something unforgivable, and for that, they must be punished. Stolas swerved the van in front of the building before M&M exited with their weapons drawn. Moxxie brought an AK-47 along with 2 holstered pistols, while Millie still had her axe as well as 2 machetes on her sides.
Loona, who had been sitting in the passenger's seat, left the van and stood next to Moxxie. "Ok, what's the plan?" she asked.
"You're not coming with us," he replied. "This is a family matter."
"Like hell I'm not! These assholes almost killed my sister and dad!"
"Let them go at it alone, Loona." Stolas said, "I see the look in their eyes. They're determined to do this their way."
"B-but-"
"If you want to help, scout outside the building, and make sure no one tries to escape with their children." Loona reluctantly accepted and started scouting the perimeter. "As for you two, as my husband would so eloquently say: Lick some ass!"
M&M nodded in response, thankful for the encouragement. They then turned their attention back to the building, prepared to face whatever was in there together.
Moxxie kicked the front door open. Instead of being greeted by a secretary like last time, they were greeted instead by 3 armed security guards shooting at them with submachine guns behind the secretary's desk. The couple was able to take cover on each side of the door though, after which Moxxie shot back at them, giving his wife cover fire while she ran up to the desk. The moment the guards popped their heads out, Millie cut all of them off with a single slash from her axe.
With the room clear, they kicked the door behind the desk down, revealing a hallway with many guards pointing their guns at them. Millie got the feeling of Déjà vu, as this reminded her of when she had to rescue Blitz and Moxxie from D.H.O.R.K.S. Only this time, it was even more personal for her.
Millie slammed the head of her axe down as the guards shot at them, with her and Moxxie using it as cover. Moxxie quickly popped out and unloaded his AK at the guards, killing quite a few of them. While the remaining ones were trying to get to any cover they could find, Millie pulled out her knife, ran up to a wall, and jumped off of it before slicing the throat of one guard and stabbing another in the chest.
Moxxie advanced with his wife, killing one guard and using him as a demon shield while he shot at the rest with his pistol. The couple shot and stabbed their way through everyone, or so they thought. As they looked at the corpses on the ground, thinking everyone was dead, a single guard pointed his pistol at them. But he was terrified so much that he couldn't aim, his hands shaking.
M&M looked at him, scaring him so much that he dropped his gun. "Fuck this!" He said, "They ain't worth it." Before the guard could leave, Millie grabbed him and threw him against the wall. She then raised her axe about to strike. Just when the guard thought he was dead, she lodged her axe into the wall to the left of his head, missing it by an inch.
"Where's our kids!?" Millie shouted.
"T-the boss' wife took 'em into the theater! That's all I know!" As a reward for telling them this, Millie let him go. The thankful guard then ran out of the building. Unfortunately for him, he was unaware of the hellhound outside that would soon maul him to death.
Moxxie knew where the theater was so he led Millie down the right intersection of the hallway. Two guards tried to stop them but Millie pulled out a knife and sliced his kneecaps before stabbing him through the throat. Moxxie simply shot the other one in the head. They continued down the hallway, and as they turned the corner they stopped when they saw who was standing in front of the doorway. Stardon and Primer, Moxxie's brothers. The former wore a white robe with a black belt and the latter wore his bloodball gear, which was black and had spikes on its shoulders.
Primer approached, cracking his knuckles. "Sorry bro, Mom told us not to let you pass."
The two smiled as Millie walked forward, staring Primer in the eyes. "I was hoping you'd say that. I've been wanting to beat the shit out of you for a long time.."
"Same here. I never liked you, you Wrathian Spidersnakes loving bitch!" Primer charged at her. Moxxie shot at him with his AK, but the bullets bounced off of him. That's when he remembered bloodball was a deadly sport where players were known to be brutally murdered in. So of course his gear would have solid protection from any weapons, even bullets.
Primer grabbed Millie and slammed her through the doorway behind her, which led into a break room. As he pinned her to the wall, she got her knife and stabbed him in the unprotected part of his arm, causing him to let go. She then got on top of him and tried to take his helmet off, but it was sealed on tight. Primer tried to shake her off, but Millie held on with all her might.
Moxxie came in as they fought and noticed the ceiling fan. This gave him an idea. He yelled at Millie to get off of him, which she did before Moxxie shot the cable holding the fan in place. It fell right on Primer's head, which disoriented him. Moxxie took advantage of this opportunity by shooting the front of his belt, this made his pants fall down to the floor and reveal his underwear.
Millie saw the golden opportunity her husband just gave her, so with her axe drawn she ran over and chopped off his legs, causing a scream in pain and an end to his bloodball career as he fell to the ground. Millie kneeled down next to Primer's face, which was now riddled with tears from his injuries. "That was for Diana, ya son of a bitch." She said before standing up. Now that Primer was out of the way, their next obstacle was Stardon.
"Ok, my turn right?" Stardon said as the couple approached him. He was nervous, especially after what just happened to Primer, but where he had brawn, Stardon had brains. "I'll have you know that I'm a different kind of beast. I know pretty much every martial art by heart." He then showed off all his moves, from Kung Fu to Taekwondo, to intimidate them. Learning martial arts was one of Stardon's many hobbies aside from flirting with coworkers. Who would've thought that he would actually use them to defend himself and not to show off?
But Millie and Moxxie were unamused by his moves. As soon as he was finished, Moxxie shot him square in the dick.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHH! WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCCCKKK!?" Stardon screeched as he went into the fetal position with his hands on his injured prick. "YOU COULD'VE AT LEAST HUMORED ME, YOU ASSHOLES! OH FUUUUUUUUCK! AND WHY THE DICK!?"
"You're less insufferable that way," Moxxie said as he holstered his gun, "You'll thank me later." The power couple continued through the doorway, leaving the brothers to suffer on the ground.
Catherine, Moxxie's mom, stood on the theater stage, waiting for her son and daughter-in-law to come so she could spring her trap. It was about the size of an average theater building, with rows of seats going up to the back. To her left was a crib that held her grandchildren as they cried. "Ugh, that's one thing I don't miss about parenting." She said to herself as she approached the crib.
"Now, now, little ones." She said in a calming voice. "Your grandmother is here to take care of you." She reached down to pat Jessie, but before she could he bit her finger, causing her to pull out.
"Ow! You little shit!" She yelled as she covered her bitten finger. "We're going to have to fix that habit of yours after we dye your hair the way Satan intended."
Before she could do anything to the twins, she heard one door in the back of the theater get kicked down. Looking past the rows of seats, she could see Millie and Moxxie staring her down.
"Get away from my kids, you whore!" Millie shouted. Normally, Catherine would have gagged at hearing her accent, as she despised demons who didn't speak "Proper English." But she took comfort in the idea that this wrathian girl who led her son astray would die soon.
"Look who's talking, slut!" Catherine replied as she snapped her fingers. A mounted minigun rose from the floor of the stage, which she got on as soon as she could. Millie and Moxxie got into cover behind the chairs as she shot at them. These chairs weren't very reliable as cover, so they had to switch from one chair to the other before she shot it to bits.
They switched behind so many chairs that Catherine had lost track of them, so she stopped shooting. "I'm assuming that since you're here, that means you've killed your brothers!" she shouted.
"Oh, they're not dead. But they're wishing they were right now!" Moxxie replied, hiding behind a chair right next to the aisle that led down toward the stage. He motioned Millie, who was behind the chair on the other side of the aisle, to advance while his mother was distracted. Millie nodded before quietly vaulting over the chair when she knew she couldn't be seen.
"And now you're going to kill your own mother! After all I've done for you, how could stoop so low, Moxxie!?"
"After all you've done for me!? Last time I checked, you didn't give a shit about me! You gave Stardon and Primer all the attention while acting like I didn't exist! You didn't even show up to my high school graduation, and even Dad came to that!"
"You're still upset about that!? The season finale of Desperate Hellwives was on that day, what was I supposed to do!?"
"Maybe care more about your son and his accomplishments instead of some shitty soap opera!?"
As they talked, Catherine glimpsed Millie vaulting into the third row. She then turned the turret toward her and opened fire. Thankfully, Millie dodged in time to take cover behind a chair.
"And there's the bitch that stole my son away from his family!" Catherine shouted as she stopped firing.
"I didn't even know you existed when you kicked him out of your shitty family!" Millie replied.
"Let's have a talk here, Millie. Mother to mother. Do you honestly think you can raise children? As far as I know, you Wrath imps simply throw your young into the mud pits and take whoever survives."
"No, we don't! We just throw 'em in there for fun, nobody dies either!"
"I know about your questionable profession though. What happens when Lucifer or any of the sins finally do something about you? Chances are, you'll either get executed if you live long enough in your job or be out of one. Either way, you won't even be able to take care of your babies anymore. With me, they'll be safe, cared for, and most importantly happy. Isn't that what all mothers want for their children?"
"You're right." Millie said, "I want 'em to be happy. But they ain't gonna be that way with you! We told you before, we ain't gonna let you, or anyone else tell us how to raise our kids!" Moxxie couldn't help but be proud of his wife.
"Ugh! Why are you two so stubborn!" Before she could use the minigun, Catherine felt something bite her ankle. Looking down at it, she saw Jessie out of his crib and gnawing at her leg. While she was distracted trying to shake him off, Millie and Moxxie rushed onto the stage. However, as soon as they got on, Catherine pulled Jessie off and held him by his horns as she put a pistol against his head.
"Back away!" She shouted, causing M&M to stop. "Back away or the little shit gets it!"
"You'd really go so far as to kill your own grandson!?" Moxxie said in disbelief. She was a shitty mother, but he never knew she would stoop this low.
"You don't know the lengths I'll go to for this family. As long as one of them survives, Smithson will have his heir. Besides, it will make parenting easier for me. One less greedy mouth to feed."
Moxxie's eye twitched, "You… you heartless psychopathic bitch!"
Suddenly, a gunshot went off. A red spot was visible on Catherine's chest and a look of pure shock on her face. 3 more gunshots were heard, along with 3 more bullets piercing through her waist, which made her drop Jessie before dropping herself onto the floor. Millie, quick on her feet, dashed toward her son and caught him before he could hit the ground. After making sure their kids were safe, they looked towards where the gunshot came from, behind the curtains.
A hand holding a pistol peaked out, smoke coming from the barrel. The rest of the body emerged, revealing, to the couple's surprise, Mrs. Mayberry!
"Diana!" Millie shouted as she went to hug her, Jessie still in her arms. Moxxie joined in on the hug too.
"I'm so glad you're both ok!" said Diana returning the hug to her close-enough family.
"We should be the ones saying that!" Moxxie said as the embrace ended.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. Me dying again was a horrible experience, but thankfully I was able to resurrect close by."
Moxxie went over to the crib to pick up Amanda before giving her a hug as well. Suddenly, something miraculous happened.
"Dada," She said. Her first words.
Moxxie gasped the biggest gasp he could gasp. "Millie! Did you hear that!?"
"Of course I did!" She said, just as excited as he was. And as if things couldn't get any better…
"Mama," Jessie said.
Now Millie was the one gasping. "This is the best day of my life!"
The two gushed over their babies' first words. However, it was cut short as Catherine stood up and shot a round at them, missing entirely.
"Don't think this is over!" She shouted. Millie handed Jessie over to Diana before running over and chopping Catherine's gun hand off with her axe.
Catherine didn't scream, she just grunted in pain as she put pressure on the wound. "I remember you hatin' my accent," Millie said. "Well, this accent is gonna be the last thing ya ever hear!" In one clean swing, she cut off Cathrine's head. After the body fell to the ground, Millie went back to her husband.
"...I didn't think I could love you more than I already did just by killing my mother." He said, causing Millie to blush. Eventually, the two had to set focus back on their other goal now that the kids were safe. So Moxxie handed Amanda over to Mrs. Mayberry and said their goodbyes after telling her to wait in the van outside.
"Where are you going?" Diana asked.
"We're going to kill my Dad," Moxxie answered.
Smithson paced back and forth in his office. "When did it all go so wrong?" He thought to himself. Striker was supposed to kill his targets, along with any other witnesses, with ease. How could the weak little son he knew kill someone like him? Even worse, Smithson implicated himself in all this by calling Moxxie. He just wanted to say goodbye to his youngest son and remind him of whose fault this was. He cursed his overconfidence, Striker was one of the best assassins, but he wasn't perfect.
Of course, the entire I.M.P staff now knows who ordered this hit, even Octavia, the daughter of Prince Stolas. Even if Smithson could somehow kill his son and daughter-in-law, he'd have to deal with the wrath of an Ars Goetia, which was basically a death sentence for imps like him.
"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!" Smithson shouted as he banged his hand on the desk, frustrated at the loose-loose situation he put himself in. There was only one option left for him: get out, change his identity, and either make another company under a different name or take over a failing one. He hated to see everything he built turn to dust, but as long as he survived he could make a comeback.
However, it was too late for him. As he was about to exit, he heard gunshots and the sound of decapitated body parts coming from the other side of the door. This was it, he thought, there was no escaping this now. He would have to face Moxxie soon, so he went behind the desk to look for his gun that he kept under it for "negotiations." His door got kicked down, revealing Millie and Moxxie with their weapons drawn.
"Moxxie, my boy!" he said with his arms up, trying to sound non-threatening. "You were right, I underestimated you! You are clearly the superior among your brothers!" The only reaction the couple gave him was a death stare. Smithson looked down and saw where his gun was under the desk. He tried to grab it as fast as he could, but Moxxie was faster as he shot him twice in the chest, making him scream.
Millie walked over and pulled him over to their side of the desk. After Smithson got up, Moxxie put his arm on his neck as he pinned him to the desk with a pistol to his chest.
"You crossed a big fucking line, Dad," Moxxie said with a scowl.
"Everything I did… I did for you." Smithson said.
"For me!?" Moxxie shot another round into his stomach, causing another scream. "More like for you and your fucking legacy!"
At this point, Smithson realized that he would be dead soon. So, with all his hopes and dreams destroyed, he decided to pull no punches on him. "You want the truth then?"
"Yes, I do."
"The truth is, you were a mistake! You've been nothing but a disappointment to me for as long as you lived! Even when I tried to fix you with those damn overlords, it made you worse! Ever since you left the family I realized that there was no fixing you! You're a broken waste of space, and my only regret was not throwing you into the trash when you were born!"
Moxxie let go of his father, unfazed by what he had said. "I always knew you thought of me that way. I just wanted to make sure."
"Well, are to going to kill me now?"
"No, but she will." Just then, Millie grabbed Smithson and slammed him against the glass wall behind the desk causing it to crack.
"Remember me, asshole?" She said as she pinned him to the glass.
"How could I forget? You two are perfect for each other! I hope that reincarnation for imps turns out to be true just so I can come back as someone strong enough to kill you both!"
"In your dreams, shithead!" Millie, with all her strength, threw him at the glass so hard that he ended up breaking through and falling all the way to the ground, killing him instantly.
Millie looked down from the broken glass, admiring her kill. Meanwhile, Moxxie looked at his wife with a love-struck smile.
"What is it, Mox?" She said as she noticed his stare.
"It's just that, from making me feel special, having children with me, to even killing my parents, I realize that… you're the one that makes my dreams come true, Millie."
"Awwwww, you make my dreams come true too, sweetie." They then embraced each other in a passionate kiss. If Blitz were here, he would've said something like "Only these two can make killing parents romantic." Or something like that. Thankfully, he wasn't here to ruin the moment
After their kiss they exited the room, arms around each other, leaving Moxxie's past and old family behind. This chapter in their lives simply confirmed one thing: no matter what they were facing, whether it be a person or something more, as long as they had each other, nothing could stop them.