The Doom Slayer, a name which held such power the mere mention of it could cause a soul to be paralyzed with fear. With fists that could shatter mountains, weapons to decimate entire armies, and an unwavering resolve that was displayed in unbridled rage driven carnage, any soul in all of creation that were sane would run the moment they saw him. However in this current moment as he stood outside of a hotel, the sanity of those who stood in his presence ranged from debatable to conclusively nonexistent. Yet this played no part in the lack of screams or fleeing feet, the reason why these individuals stood still like statues is because they were some of the fortunate few to actually know him personally.
So when they saw him appear after believing for so long that he was gone forever, the only emotions to swell inside them were disbelief and joy.
"W-Will?..." Angel Dust was the first to speak, voicing the question they all had in their heads as they wondered if this was real, "That's...that's you right?...This isn't some kind of sick fucking joke right?..." He asked.
Responding with but a simple shake of his head, everyone's heartbeats started to get faster while their expressions turned from shocked to happy, for their big buff mute murder machine was actually back! It is for this reason that two of them in particular ran at him as fast as they could, so overcome with joy their bodies moved on their own. To no one's surprise it was Katie and Angel Dust, whom everyone knew had feelings for the stoic space marine.
"WILL!" Both of them shouted at once as they threw their arms around him, tears already spilling over from their eyes, "IT'S YOU! IT'S REALLY YOU!" They cried.
Seeing the two of them react this way when they were normally no hesitant and afraid to show their emotions, made what was already one of the happiest moments of everyone's lives even more so. However all the smiles and the indescribably euphoria that was happening as a result of the Slayer return would come to a screeching halt, but it wasn't because tragedy or otherwise suddenly struck. No, the reason for why this wonderous moment would have a pin put in it for now, was because of what the Slayer did in response to Angel and Katie's display of affection.
"It's good to see you too..." He spoke.
...
...
...HE SPOKE?!
Meanwhile, On Urdak...
"Hmm..." The Khan hummed to herself as she looked over the results of Sir Pentious's examination.
When the snake demon resigned himself to be prodded as if he were something you'd find in a petri dish, he lost every bit of wind that blew beneath his sails. He said not a word nor moved an inch less directed by the Maykr angels who carried out the tests, all of which were supervised and now being reviewed by the Khan. For it didn't take one as wise and well taught as her to see he wanted
out of there, which she sympathized with as he'd spent what felt like an eternity confined in a torturous prison.
"Do you guys give lollipops to the good boys and girls who don't bite you during this stuff?" He jokingly asked her while staring up at the ceiling, his form laid atop of an impressively designed examination table.
"No, but that is an interesting suggestion." She jested in return, much to his annoyance.
"You're not supposed to be sarcastic back, that's not how that works." He said as he looked at her with an unamused expression.
"And demons aren't supposed to be in Heaven getting examinations by those of divine creation, yet here we are." She replied with a smile, meeting his gaze with her own.
"What the fuck does it take to get a rise out of you people?!" He asked in frustration causing her to chuckle.
"When you get close I'll let you know." She answered.
Letting out a random nonsensical sound as she kept one upping him, he laid back down on the table to count the tiles in the ceiling, which was easy as there were none. Thankfully like a breath of fresh air Vega suddenly appeared, which they expected once they noticed a portal of his making open in the room.
"Oh hey, you're back." Sir Pentious greeted as it closed behind him, "That didn't take very long, didn't want to stick around for all the waterworks and hugging?" He asked.
"Surprisingly I don't believe there will be all too much crying." Vega answered while putting his hands behind his back, "When we arrived everyone was outside meeting Lucifer, Millie, and Moxxie who just returned to the hotel, and when Will went out to greet them the first thing he did when they reacted was speak, so I decided I'd take my leave before I was noticed so they could focus on this exciting development." He explained.
"Are you sure that was wise father? What if he only spends a few minutes with them before he leaves to find Valentino?" The Khan asked as he came over to stand beside her.
"I'm fairly confident if at any point he tries to leave they'll tackle and tie him up to keep him there." He told her.
"Yeah, cause THAT'LL work..." Sir Pentious said with an eye roll, which was replicated simultaneously by all of the eyes on his body.
"Careful, you might hurt someone with that biting sarcasm." He warned jokingly.
"...I'm starting to think you're all just a bunch of assholes and aren't actually angels." Sir Pentious replied while crossing his arms.
"He's not in the best of moods at the moment." The Khan whispered to Vega as he turned his attention back to her.
"Really? I think he's in the best possible mood he can be at the moment." He said in the same volume.
"Care to share why?" She inquired finding that peculiar.
"He's a mortal, one whose worst experience regarding pain before these last six months were being cut in half by Will's chainsaw and being tortured in the Soul Harvester by the demons, and instead of being withdrawn or unresponsive he's trying his hardest to piss people off, which believe it or not is actually a good sign for him." He explained.
Looking at her face she seemed taken aback for a moment, but then quickly refocused on reviewing the test results.
"That...is...good." She replied hesitantly, "Even so, I don't think it's healthy to want to anger others." She added.
"Oh no it's entirely unhealthy, but it's part of what makes him who he is so it is not our place to judge." He told her.
"Of course, but that is still concerning." She said.
"You two DO realize it's quiet as shit in here so I can hear everything you're saying right?" Sir Pentious suddenly asked.
An awkward silence then filled the room, as both the Khan and Vega thought they were being fairly stealthy with their conversation.
"...How do his tests look?" Vega asked aloud after a few seconds, wanting to move passed that moment of embarrassment.
"Right, his tests." The Khan said in an awkward manner before regaining her composure, "Ahem, there appears to be no traces of the Dark One's power in his soul meaning he has no potential connection, furthermore the corruption in his soul is entirely his own so the risk of Valentino possibly having a connection as well is eliminated, all that is left is the Hell Wave but since he was already in a body made by the Dark One when he was caught in the blast all it accomplished was destroying that vessel." She informed.
"So...what you're saying is that I'm fine..." Sir Pentious said with squinted eyes and a heavy helping of snark in his words.
"Yes, as far as our tests can determine you are back to your normal self, no issues are present and there is nothing in your soul that could lead to any after a period of time." She confirmed.
"Wow, go figure, I knew what I was talking about." He said as he then hopped off the table, "It's almost like this was an entire waste of time!" He exclaimed.
"Are you certain the Hell Wave had no affect?" Vega questioned finding that a bit odd, "Although he was in a body made from the same energy, it should still have had some impact on his soul." He said now looking over the data himself.
"The same question came to my mind as well father, but we ran several different tests and even ran them multiple times, each one came back with the exact same data without any changes minor or major." She revealed.
"Hmm...perhaps we should run them again, along with a set of new ones..." He suggested.
"Ooooooooooh FUCK THAT." Sir Pentious said firmly which got their full attention, "I have been stuck in that LITERAL HELL HOLE FOR SIX FUCKING MONTHS! And now you want me to stay here until you find a problem that doesn't exist?! Not. A. Chance!" He told them as he headed for the door.
"Sir Pentious wait!" The Khan called out which got him to stop, "We're just concerned for your well being is all, I know you're tired and want nothing more than to return to your circle, but we need to be sure beyond any doubt that nothing is wrong with your soul or that it has been altered in any way." She explained.
"Well, it's a good thing you have that data then! You can just run it through sssome sssuper computer or sssomething else you divine dickheads have made, BECUASE I'M GOING HOME!" He shouted at them in anger before aggressively slithering out of the room, his hiss coming out near the end to show how irate he was.
Yet neither the Khan nor Vega followed, mostly because they hadn't expected such a passionate response from the normally quippy reptile.
"Should we go after him?" She asked while turning to look at him, "Or should we let the angels send him back?" She added.
"No, he's endured enough." He answered while letting out a sigh, "Obviously we do need to be certain that nothing will happen, but as it stands Valentino and the Dark One are in no position to execute any plan or pull any trick without exposing themselves, no doubt they are working to get to a point where this is possible but right now they are hiding from us, so it is during this time that we can examine the data more and after he's been allowed the relaxation he deserves we can run more tests if needed." He decided.
"That's fair, he does deserve to unwind." She agreed.
"I'll go make sure though that nothing goes wrong with his return, with a history as riddled with misfortune as his he could accidentally be sent to an entirely different circle." He said as he moved towards the door.
"If that did happen at least it'd give one of your children a reason to finally reach out to us." She replied with a smile, managing to get a few chuckles out of him before he left.
Somewhere Else Close By...
How quickly the children of the creator were experiencing a varied series of firsts, all happening within the span of a single year in the shared passage of time for Heaven and Hell. For Lucifer he'd been given a wake up call and finally faced his failings as both a ruler and brother to his siblings.
For Azrael she took on a more mundane visage, discovered what could potentially be non familial love for her, and suffered excruciating pain that she had only ever witnessed. Then there was Gabriel, who out of these three had gone through the most by far with some of his experiences being similar or the exact same as theirs.
But as he stood beside a specially made chamber that housed his sister, which was treating her for the pain she felt and whatever else the Hell Wave may have caused, he now had the unfortunate privilege to say he knew what it felt like to see one of his siblings suffer while he could do nothing about it.
"Oh Azrael, I'm so sorry." He apologized softly while looking down at her, able to see her sleeping form as the chamber's door was made of a glass like material, "If I had struck the demon when I entered the Icon, or had simply run it through the moment I saw it, I could've prevented this." He said.
Closing his eyes afterwards to help him think of how else he could show his regret, they opened immediately when he heard an unexpected noise. The sound was something lightly tapping glass, leading him to look down where he found the half lidded gaze of his sister smiling at him from inside the chamber. However she was still far too drained to say anything, so she'd only be able to respond in simple gestures and movements of her head.
"You're supposed to be asleep." He told her which caused her smile to become a smirk, "And don't give me that look, I was only trying to tell you how sorry I am, I don't need your silent teasing." He said in his defense.
In response her expression softened and her smile returned, showing that she appreciated it and wasn't trying to make him feel bad.
"Thank you." He replied with a smile of his own, "I am thrilled to see you already awake, it won't be much longer before you can start talking again." He said.
For the next few seconds the both shared this nice moment, for getting to see the each other even with these circumstances was a good thing. But Gabriel knew it wouldn't last since she had questions she needed answers to, which she showed was time to get to when her expression changed to concern.
"You want to know how that demon is doing correct?" He asked causing her to nod, "Honestly Azrael, I do not know what you could possibly see in such an unkempt apathetic drunkard..." He admitted which made her hit the glass and glare at him, "Alright alright, I'm sorry...kinda..." He apologized though he clearly didn't mean it, which she knew hence why she still looked at him angrily, "Like the others from Lucifer's circle who were also brought here he is still critical, the treatments the angels are giving them are working slowly, but given the amount of unfiltered Hell energy the Dark One unleashed and each individual's unique response, I unfortunately cannot tell you that he's gotten any better, only that he's...controlled." He informed, struggling to find a way to describe it without incurring her wrath more.
Watching her expression switch from anger, to sadness, and eventually acceptance, Azrael though bothered by the lack of improvement in his condition knew the Maykrs were doing the best they could.
"In other news, the cause of the Hell Wave was due to a build up of energy inside the Icon, who hadn't been fully resurrected as was our assumption, instead the Dark One turned it into a giant bomb that allowed it to create such a terrifying wave of destruction, it also unfortunately allowed both him and the demon Valentino to escape, their current whereabouts are unknown but we suspect they are hiding in our brother's domain, once we handle this situation we will begin a full scale covert search to hopefully find them without them being any the wiser." He revealed.
Hearing all of that Azrael's eyes widened in surprise and it was clear from her face that she was confused, which only frustrated her since if she tried to voice any of the new questions she had she'd sound like a babbling infant.
"I could tell you the full story to help clarify a few things, but if I did I'd be here for a while just talking and I don't know if you'd want that." He said.
Smiling again as her look changed to one of intense intrigue and demand, Gabriel crossed his arms
and started from the very beginning back when the Slayer and he first fought in Doom, happy to be spending this time with her.
Elsewhere...
Samur and The Wretch, each in their own respects were brilliant with next to no equal, capable of creating any invention if given enough time and resources. Over the course of both their lives they made what would be outlandish dreams in fiction reality, accomplished by their never ending dedication to push the boundaries of what could be done. For The Wretch his greatest invention was easily the Praetor Suit, more specifically the technology within it that allowed the Slayer to absorb energy from his foes' souls to empower his own. As for Samur his was Argent, a new type of energy that had only just become known by the father, the Khan, and now The Wretch, which as it stood seemed to be capable of doing nearly anything if utilized properly.
So when you combine these two titans of intelligence as well as their life's work, what you have is an intellect that challenges even Vega's own, one that is capable of finding a solution to any conceivable problem. This is why as they stared and studied the Dark One's power neither were unsettled or nervous about the task at hand, both their minds already racing with a number of possibilities in which they could use it to their benefit.
"What're you thinking?" The demon was the first to ask to finally break the silence, both of them having kept quiet until they were ready to share their thoughts.
"Containment is one thing, but repurposing it is another." Samur answered while looking the soul sphere over, "The Dark One has already done that for us, but if we fail to safely alter its current state or it somehow becomes cracked or broken, the resulting destruction and possible mutation of all nearby technology and organic bodies would be catastrophic, so before we make any specific plans our first should be constructing a space where experimentation can be conducted without risk." He decided.
"Agreed, but containing power of this magnitude will not be simple, even the smallest possible amount that could come from it is enough to change whatever it comes into contact with to his twisted vision." The Wretch noted.
"Yes, which is where Argent shall play the most crucial part, given its malleable nature it can respond to it in such a way that nothing else can, allowing us to maintain control even in the event of a breach of the sphere." He said.
"But how will it play that part? I mean no offense to you seraphim but even you do not know everything of your creation, it could take us months if not years before we understand how to use it in the way we need." The Wretch argued.
"None taken, it is true that wielding it for such a specific purpose will take both time and countless trials before we deem it safe, but with your unrivaled engineering prowess and my assistance I am confident it is possible." He replied.
"Whether or not it is possible isn't our concern, given the freedom of eternity together we could forge countless ways to make his power our own, but we are still working against a timer that is counting down to an unknown tragedy, and even if we were to have the creator or the Khans assist us it would still take us a considerable amount of time." The Wretch told him.
"Speaking of the Khans, where have they been?" He asked briefly changing the topic, "They
weren't present during the meeting and none of the angels have seen them." He added.
"After we returned with the sphere they wished to be left alone to talk among themselves, even going so far as to leave the Soul Cube to ensure absolute privacy." The Wretch answered.
"That's...peculiar..." He said, never having heard of any of them acting in such a way before.
"I thought the same, but it is not my place to question them or any divine being." The Wretch stated.
Falling quiet for a few seconds to ponder over this information, to Samur this unexpected meeting between the Khans was troubling. Not because he worried they might do something rash or dangerous by any means, but because they were some of the brightest and most inspired souls in all of creation. Which meant that if something was troubling them or if they saw a problem that required a solution of their design, again while not harmful it could make things...interesting.
"Would you mind if I went to find them?" He asked after giving it enough thought, "I want to be sure nothing is troubling them, and if something is then I'd like to see if we could offer assistance." He explained.
"Of course not, I shall continue our work so we don't fall behind." The Wretch replied. "Thank you." He told him to show his gratitude before then leaving the room.
Meanwhile Back In Hell...
"YOU COULD TALK THIS ENTIRE FUCKING TIME?!" Blitzo shouted out loud right into the Slayer's face, even going so far as to push his own against the other's helmet so they were as close as they could be.
Although they had already been informed by Gabriel that he could talk, can you really blame the tightly knit group for having some doubts? It wasn't entirely that they thought the archangel lied to them, though Blitzo and a few others actually did think that, it also had to do with the fact that this was the SLAYER. You know, the big silent gun fanatic who only ever conveyed his feelings through nods, grunts, and violent actions that put schlocky horror movies to shame. So when they actually heard words, properly annunciated and pronounced words leave the mouth they knew was there but couldn't see, the shock they felt was about on par to a person learning that they're adopted when they're an adult.
Or when you're walking across the street and a runaway semi hits you at two hundred miles an hour, either one is accurate. Anyways, after that they all rushed him and began assaulting him with a bombardment of questions and statements expressing their surprise. Thankfully acting as the voice of reason Lucifer spoke up to gain control over the situation, telling them that it'd be better to discuss this inside the hotel, which brings us to the present. Sitting on one of the couches in the lobby everyone sat as close as they could to him, forming a circle of various chairs and other pieces of furniture they moved so they could all be comfortable.
As for the remaining space on the couch that was claimed instantly by Angel Dust and Katie, with no one objecting or contesting it as none of them wanted to have their vocal cords removed from their throats.
"Mhm..." He sounded in reply unfazed by how close the Imp was to him.
"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU NEVER SAY ANYTHING THEN?!" Blitzo asked continuing to shout, voicing the biggest question all of them had.
"I took a vow..." He answered.
"A vow of silence?" Charlie inquired wanting to be sure, to which she received a nod in reply.
"Wow, that...seems pretty weird." Cherri said while crossing her arms, "Like no offense big guy, but you're probably the most direct and blunt person I've ever met, I just can't imagine you willingly choosing to be quiet." She told him.
"It's fine...I did it because...it helped..." He responded.
"Helped...with what?" Charlie asked though a bit hesitantly, as she was honestly concerned of what he was going to say.
A few tense seconds went by where he didn't say anything, but they could tell it was caused by him trying to figure out the right words.
"When I was sealed with them the first time...every waking second was survival...whenever it was quiet the stench of hot blood and ignited gunpowder filled the air...with only the sounds of chains moving without end their constructs of torture to disrupt it...spending so much time in that space with these noises filling your ears...and the sight of an endless field of corpses all twitching and convulsing as their nervous systems slowly decay...it...takes a toll on your mind...I couldn't say anything coherent...driven only by that instinct to endure and overcome...taking the vow of silence after the Sentinels found me and gave me shelter...helped me to focus on what was happening now rather than what I had been through..." He explained.
At this point the Slayer in their eyes was like a Russian nesting doll, just when you think you've reached the final layer of tragedy in his life there was another one waiting to be uncovered. Mix this together with the well of emotions they all felt and the unfortunate news regarding Husk they learned shortly before he arrived, this caused Nifty who was easily the most vulnerable at the moment to let her emotions get the better of her.
"OH WILL!" She exclaimed before running up and hugging him, having shoved Blitzo out of the way with a surprising amount of force as she did, "You've been through so much! You deserve all the hugs in the world!" She said doing her best to make him feel better.
"Huh, kinda surprised that Charlie didn't say and do that." Loona admitted as they all looked towards the princess.
"Only because she beat me to it..." She replied with a grumble while crossing her arms. "Alright, that's enough." Katie decided before she grabbed onto Nifty and pulled her away. "What? Why?!" She questioned with an upset expression.
"Don't think just because of all the shit that happened at his party that we've forgotten why you're no longer pint sized, you're WAY too emotionally unstable right now to be hugging him like that." Katie told her.
"Agreed." Angel Dust spoke up to join in on the conversation.
"This coming from the two people who not only named their studio after him, but have also been pining for him like two love struck teenagers?" She countered with an unimpressed look, a
surprising amount of sass present in her tone.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH SHIT! SHE JUST NAILED YOU TWO!" Blitzo suddenly shouted while slowly rising up from the floor, completely over the fact she pushed him due to how AMAZING that callout was.
Watching as both their faces went from bright white to hot pink real quick, their brains were practically overheating trying to figure out a response.
"I...that's not...I mean...SHUT UP!" Angel Dust responded in a stutter, far too flustered to think of something clever.
"I see London I see France, I see a boner in your pants~" Blitzo teased in song before bursting out into laughter.
"Blitzy!" Stolas scolded his lover, for to him that was a bit too far.
As it turned out Alastor felt the same way, which he showed by lightly tapping his cane against the ground which in turn summoned a plentiful amount of shadowy arms, that then proceeded to wrap themselves around the Imp's body and mouth.
"That's quite enough." He said as Blitzo began to squirm and struggle to break free, wondering in his head how often the radio demon was going to pull this shit, "We're not all sitting around in a circle to make fun of Angel Dust and Katie, not that their feelings are anything to mock." He stated.
"Thanks Al..." Angel Dust said for the both of them.
"Appreciated but not needed, if there's one thing I can't stand it's when people are rude for no reason, other than their own personal satisfaction that is." He replied before focusing on the Slayer, "Now then, shall we resume our elation at Wil's return and the fact he can speak, or would anyone else like to tease them?" He asked.
"Oh! I have something to say!" Charlie answered while waving her hand excitedly. "The floor is yours." He said while gesturing towards the space in front of them.
With her trademark goofy grin and bubbly enthusiasm she got up from her seat, walked over to the Slayer, then took a quick breath to make sure she wouldn't mess up.
"Okay, soooooo I've been thinking." She started off, rocking back and forth on her heels due to how eager she was to share her thoughts.
"Thinking? It's only been like five minutes since he got back!" Vox exclaimed baffled by how fast she could already having something planned.
"Shh!" Velvet hushed him with her finger, which also caught him off guard as he'd never expect that from her.
"Thank you Velvet." Charlie said, earning a thumbs up and a supportive smile in return, "As I was saying, you being back is easily one of the greatest things to ever happen, like EVER EVER, so to celebrate how wonderful this is I was hoping that maybe you would be okay with a parade?" She suggested.
"...You can't be serious..." Katie said with deadpan expression, finding that idea absurd even by Charlie's imaginative standards.
"Why not? It's not just us who've been missing him and hoped we'd get to see him again, everyone would be thrilled to learn that he's back and if we go big, loud, and colorful when we do it!" She exclaimed.
"Um, no offense Charlie but color isn't exactly Wil's thing, he's more of the cold steel and dark blood red kind of person." Octavia told her, knowing quite a bit about that as she and Loona had been listening to his music.
"Yeah, she's got ya there." Loona chimed in agreeing with her.
"Aw come on! His party was ruined because of the demons and everything else, so not only would we be celebrating the fact that he's back where he belongs, BUT it will also make up for how his initial celebration was abruptly ended." She argued.
"I think it's a perfect idea!" Velvet spoke up taking her side.
"Of course you do, you and her could honestly be cousins." Vox commented to point out their similarities, earning him a tongue sticking out in his direction from the other Overlord.
"It appears we're all quite divided on this, why not get Luci's opinion?" Alastor suggested.
"Gee, thank you Alastor, I was just beginning to think how wonderful it was that I HADN'T been put on the spot yet..." The devil said.
"You're welcome!" He replied cheekily.
Feeling all eyes fall onto him, most notably his daughter who had a hopeful yet also worried expression on her face, what he should say ping ponged back and forth in his head as neither option seemed all too good to him.
"Well? Are you just gonna sit there looking sick or are ya gonna say something?" Cherri asked.
"...Charlie...sweetie...my princess..." He spoke with a nervous smile, immediately causing his daughter to frown and her girlfriend to look upset for they knew he was trying to butter her up, "Our circle was just hit by a MASSIVE disaster, one that the people are still hounding me about wanting answers and explanations for, but until I can sit down with my father and have him explain it all to me I can't do that, so I don't know if-"
Before he could finish his sentence Lucifer was dealt a sharp and powerful elbow to his stomach, which was delivered with love from his wife who sat next to him.
"You'll have to forgive your father, he hasn't slept since the Hell Wave happened so he's a little out of it." Lilith explained just as he fell out of his seat onto the floor, "However I do think a parade isn't the best idea, after all the center of the city was impacted and that would affect the route and the planning, so instead I think we should hold a concert where everyone in our circle is invited." She suggested.
Once that reached her ears Charlie's ear to ear grin returned, accompanied by a high pitch squeal for she LOVED that idea.
"That's perfect mom!" She exclaimed as her mind began planning the whole thing out, "But why just limit it to a concert? We could make it a whole event! With music, entertainers, performers of all kinds, you of course singing-"
"DON'T FORGET THE MERCHANDISE!" Blitzo shouted suddenly, his desire for money and to
cash in on the Slayer's popularity apparently strong enough to help him break free of his binds.
"Right the merchandise! We can make Slayer plushies!" She suggested, getting sucked into Blitzo's marketing rabbit hole.
"You know, if we're going to have music playing then Via and Loona could debut their songs." Stolas put forward with a smile.
"NO, ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Octavia quickly denied while waving her arms out in front of her.
"Why not? You two have been working so hard on it for so long, this would be the perfect time." He argued.
"Because we still don't have any lyrics that's why!" Loona exclaimed with widened eyes, "All we have is Will's music and what we've composed ourselves! Do you want us to go up there without any vocals like a bunch of idiots?" She asked.
"...You're...using my music?..." Will questioned finally speaking up again.
Not realizing what she said before it left her mouth, both the owl and the hellhound slowly looked at him unsure of how to respond.
"Um...yes?" Octavia hesitantly confirmed, "But only because we wanted to honor you, not because we were trying to steal it or anything." She said.
"...So...you like it?..." He asked.
"You kidding? It's fucking awesome dude." Loona answered with a smile, "In fact, when we had some people listen to it to see how they'd react, they said they loved it." She revealed.
Although they couldn't see his face, from his body language they could tell how he was reacting to this news. To their surprise he seemed to be taken aback by it, they might even be so bold to assume he was flattered.
"...Would people...actually want to hear it at a concert?..." He asked, still unsure if what they were saying was true or if they were just being nice.
"Oh yeah, if that's at the concert or whatever we're calling it I guarantee every seat's gonna be filled with people jamming out, though to be fair it'll already be full since everyone's gonna be there to see you." Octavia promised.
"...Then...maybe I could help you with the lyrics...I had some ideas I never got around to writing down..." He offered.
"Dude, that would be INSANELY helpful." Loona told him.
"Does that mean we have your approval to move forward with this idea then Will?" Lilith asked.
Waiting with baited everyone watched as he gave it some thought before saying anything, which shockingly didn't take that long.
"Sure...sounds like fun..." He answered.
With his consent given Charlie let out a cheer and literally jumped for joy, the entire room's atmosphere being sent from a warm seven to a red hot ten.
"Alright, then we best get to work." Lilith said as she got up from her seat, "We'll all need to work together on this to get things started, I suggest we discuss our plans and what our jobs will be at Slayer Studios, so no one here at the hotel learns about this and spreads the news like wildfire." She directed.
"If we're taking the limo I call shotgun!" Blitzo exclaimed while getting up from the floor. "You mean the limo you just broke one of the windows of?" Vox questioned.
"Look, if you're going to hold something over my head at least have it be one of my more interesting accomplishments, because that doesn't even crack the top one hundred." He replied.
"...Why do you love him again?" Vox asked now looking towards Stolas.
"You can't just ask me that and expect an immediate answer, I need time to think of all the reasons." He said.
"...Know what? It's starting to make sense..." Vox told him.
After that exchange everyone got up from their seats and headed for the door, already chatting with each other about all the things they could do for the event. All except for Lucifer, who even as Millie and Moxxie were helped out due to their conditions, remained on the floor curled into a ball still dealing with the blow his wife had delivered.
"...I...I think...all of my organs exploded..." He barely wheezed out, though no one was around to hear him.