''Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before the fall''
Proverbs 16:18
Millie groaned, awakening with a heavy headache as her eyes opened to a stone ceiling. She covered her shoulder in pain.
In the dungeon? Again?
She raised herself up from laying on the stone floor of her prison cell. On the other side, she could see Moxxie resting on his back. ''Moxxie? Moxxie!''
Millie walked up to the black bars, shaking them to get Moxxie's attention. She quickly stopped once a tall goetia guard passed by. His shadow casted from the torches that lit up the entire prison itself. ''Moxxie? Wake up please! Please wake up!''
'Stop fuckin' yapping that annoying flap, missy.'' Striker said. Millie let out a demonic growl as Striker spit out the wheat he had in his mouth. ''You fellers are going to get what's comin to ya. You, your husband, Blitzo, and his fuckin pooch.''
'You aren't going to get away with this. Once I get out of 'ere, I'll tear your fuckin throat out.'' Millie said. Striker then chuckled, his shoulders shaking up and down.
''Like that shit will ever happen.'' Erik Stevens said with his back resting against a wall. He was no longer wearing his black and golden panther suit, but a necklace had remained around his neck. He approached Millie, flipping up a short, blessed sword and letting its black handle fall back into his grasp. He then crouched down to meet her eyes, pointing the metal blade at her face. ''Better make yourself comfortable baby-girl, you and your friends ain't going home any time soon.''
Millie then teared up.
''So, why did you do this, huh?'' Moxxie said. He had awoken. ''Are you all getting fucking paid to do this?''
''The Ars Goetia had promised us the best riches in Hell.'' Norman Osborn said, only wearing his green goblin suit without his mask on. ''But they'd offer only if we had captured you alive.''
''So, where's Blitz then?'' Moxxie asked. ''Is he here too? Or did you fucking kill him?''
Then, a purple portal formed, with Paimon stepping through it. Blitzo followed after him with magical chains wrapped around his wrists to hold his arms together. A tall goetia guard pushed Blitz forward, causing him to almost lurch and fall onto the stone floor.
''Well, would you look at that, the gang's all here.'' Erik Stevens said, a smile formed on his lips. ''When do we get paid?''
Paimon moved down a hand to close the purple portal that was behind them. ''Soon. But first, we must bring these poor imps to Lucifer Morningstar and the other overlords of Hell.''
''With the grimoire stolen by the filthy humans in the living world, my son will not be able to fulfill his duties as prince of the Goetia family.'' Paimon said. ''And it is all thanks to this small, fucking runt!'' Paimon said, pointing a finger at Blitzo A sheepish grin formed on Blitz's face as he slowly moved back, only to stop in his tracks when he felt two goetia guards standing behind him. Their shadows loomed over as their heads looked down upon him. Blitz then nervously waved. 'Hi guys, how's things going?''
They quickly pushed him back to Paimon. ''My own son, falling for such a pathetic, measly imp.''
''It's disrespect to our family.'' Paimon said. ''I gave him, everything, and this is how he repays me back?''
Blitzo looked down, then let out a sigh. ''Well, At least I love him.''
''What?'' Paimon glared down.
''It's the fucking truth.'' Blitz said. ''We may not be in speaking terms, but I know deep down, he still cares about me.''
Paimon quickly moved back an arm, violently striking Blitzo across the face. He fell down onto the floor. ''Dad!'' Loona said behind bars.
Erik Stevens then approached Blitzo, pulling him up by the red skull collar around his neck and punching him on the face. The impact caused black blood to fly out of his mouth. ''Please stop!'' Moxxie begged. Blitz coughed as a black line dripped down from one side of his mouth. After one more hit on the face, Erik Stevens dropped Blitzo back to the stone floor of the prison.
Striker walked toward Blitzo as he rolled to his side. ''You know Blitz, it doesn't really have to be this way.'' He spoke. 'You can stop this shit. You can stop relying on weak little vermin to do everythin' for you.''
''And you won't really need to feel alone anymore.''
Blitz coughed on the floor, wiping the blood away with one arm across his mouth. ''Don't you want to save your business, Blitz?'' Striker crouched down to meet eye contact. ''Don't you want to get back on those superheroes that fucked with your life?''
Blitz glanced at Moxxie, Millie, and Loona.
''You don't need your employees anymore, Blitz.''
He then raised his eyes to Striker.
''Why don't you go fuck yourself?'' Blitzo said.
Then, Blitz felt arms lift him up the shoulders as the two goetia guards carried him off the floor. ''That's a real shame, Blitz. You could have been somethin' special.'' Striker said. ''Oh well.''
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