Stella was pacing in her room the panic was all over her face wile Moxxie was trying to calm her down wile following her movements form the bed.

"Calm down Stella, I won't let my father take me away."

"What if he sways my father to let you go."

"He won't."

"Why, how can you be sure."

Moxxie became poised ready to answer, before coming to the collusion that there was no reason and slumped himself down.

"See, there's no way out of this, I'm just going to have to talk to him." Insisted Stella as she stormed out of her room.

"Stella wait." called Moxxie as he reached out to stop her.


In the lounge Dew-can was getting up to fetch the drink for him and Everett, as he arrived at the cabinet, he swung the doors opened wile he reached for a small concealed draw. He he got out the glasses, he also pulled out a small vile of power. Poring two drinks he slipped the power in to one and waited until it was dissolved before truing around.

"Here you are my good fellow." said Dew-can as he handed over a glass.

"Thank you." said Everett raising the glass, before taking had slick of the drink.

Dew-can took a small sip and sat back down, he then waited until Everett finished downing the drink before took another sip on his own.

"Well now." started Everett.

Dew-can cut him off "My wife and I never got along, it was about the time Stella turned ten, that her mother tried to poison me with my drinks cabinet."

Everett looked at his glass.

"She was always the prim and popper, she never liked my sluggishness. So it was when Stella tuned ten and she found out what I did, that she poisoned one of my many bottles."

Everett began to feel uneasy about the empty glass in his hand.

"I over hard what she was doing, but never knew what glass she had poisoned, I spent hours and days in here trying to hold off what was to come, but it failed, She did it when I was knocked out form trying to drink everything we had."

"But your still here."

"Yes, you see I used my time in here to poison all the drinks, and began to stock up on every antidote and anti poison know to hell." he stopped to finish his drink "So when that bitch tried to kill me, I took all my pills and viles, she of course made her self a drink as well. Not knowing what I did."

Everett's hand began to shake.

"Of course, she was the beard winner and so we lost the mansion, and moved her. But all the drinks where still riddled with poison."

"They're not now right." smiled Everett, his hand still shaking.

"Well, I didn't want to wast such fine delicacies.

Everett got to his feet in panic "What have you done."

"I always take a pill to counter the effects now, as I still don't know what poison she used, but I'm always cartful never to take it all in one go."

Everett fell to his knees grasping at his throat "Why?"

"That little Imp of yours is my way of controlling Stella, and if it will be the only way to ensure she will go though with the wedding." he stopped to look over Everett's dying body "I won't have you ruin my plans at getting in to the Goetia royal family." He looked down and watched as he died on the floor.


Coming down the hall Stella seemed riddled with rage and fury and Moxxie raced behind her reaching out to stop her. They came right up to the lounge and Stella banked on the door slamming her fist in to it again and again. The door was then opened an Dew-can smiled.

"What are you smiling at." Stella barked.

"It seems someone tried to poison me, as our guest is now dead."

"What." said Moxxie poking his head in.

"How, what how do you know it was poison, I pored us both a drink, but I'd rather keep sound mind so didn't drink it."

Stella looked over to see a freshly poured drink on the arm of one of the chairs.

"Now, if you don't mind, I need to call the authorities, and a clean up crew." he said barging past them.

Stella looked at Moxxie, both where just as confused as each other.


Moxxie sat in the ballroom sitting on the piano stool as he had bis back to the chair. Stella slowly walked in and bent down beside him. "Are you doing all right?" she asked.

"No, not really, I hate my parents. I can tell you that, the amount of ways I came up with to kill them is, well astronomical." he paused taking it again what happened. "But, seeing him dead like that. It's strange, I know I hate him, but at the same time I don't feel happy he's dead."

Stella put her arms around Moxxie, and he in tern did the same.

"Oh how romantic." teased Andrealphus as he walked in sarcasticly clapping.

"Arg, what do you want Andrealpuhs." snapped Stella getting to her feet.

"Well, I want to remind you about, our fathers plans." he teased, laughing softly.

Stella became shocked and stiff, as she cowered backwards holding her arms close to her chest.

"When you turn eighteen you'll be married on to Stolas of the Ars Goetia." he continued "And wile this little Imp plaything, might follow you there, to his nice big castle, you and he can never truly be together."

Stella reached the wall and was falling down as she pulled in her legs and she curled up. Moxxie only watched as Andrealphus drilled in to her more and more as she started to get in close leaning down to meet her line of sight. His fist clenched as he began to bubble with rage, jumping down swinging around he snapped back swinging out his arm pointing it right at Andrealphus.

"Who are you to talk. You who spends so much time in here, you don't have anything but your, fat, old, father." Argued Moxxie.

"He's not that old." Reasoned Andrealphus.

"I love Stella, and I can't stand here and let you beat her down like this, she is not going though with that wedding."

"Is that final?" asked a voice.

Moxxie fell flat and his hard stance become one of fear as he pulled his arm back in, looking past him Stella and Andrealphus saw their father standing in the door way.

"I brought you in to our home, I gave you food, water, a place to stay, heck I even killed your dad,"

"You what!" shouted Moxxie.

"Now you want to change all that, well then I guess that mean you ain't living here no more."

Moxxie looked back at Stella as her father walked over yanked him up by the collar and began to carry him away.

"NO!" shouted Stella as she shoved her brother to the ground and landed her hands on Moxxie's wrist and pulled him in to her arms. "I won't let you."

"Very well on your own head's be it, but I want stand for this nay longer, your getting married and that's finale, you only have a little wile left at seventeen anyway." he sniggered leaving the room. "Come on son."

Andrealphus scurried away, after his father, leaving Moxxie in the arms to comfort Stella who had fallen to her knees silently crying.


Out side the house under the cover of darkness two Imps where burying Everett as they dug a hole in back garden which was more of a small enclosed patch of dying grass. Through a window a glow bleed though closed curtains as the light came on, the Imps looked at the window and then went back to their work.

In the room Stella and Moxxie had just come in, Stella was running her hands though her head feathers as she dropped on to the bed face first.

"Stella, we can still be together."

"But not really." she said form the bed.

"Don't mind your father, we'll find a way trust me." Moxxie said softly, he turned around to leave turning off the light, but looked back to see her laying on the bed before leaving.


Moxxie made his way to the small broom cupboard he called a living quarters, and settled in for the night.

Only to be woken by a large thud, getting out he pocked out of his room to see a brief glimpse of something rounding a corner. Confused he decided what he saw required further insight and followed after it, only to see it been dragged of towards Stella's room. Seemingly confused Moxxie followed it and creped up on to Stella's room to see her grunt and shout.

Walking in Moxxie found Stella trying to pack her room in a suit case "What are you doing?" he asked.

"We're going to run away." she said trying to close a over loaded suit case.

"Stella calm down." said Moxxie trying to hush her.

"I won't stay here any longer." she said getting the case closed.

"You can't." sighed Moxxie sitting on the bed.

"Why not?"

"I've tired it, out there. Unless you powerful, you don't have much to use to in way to get by."

"We have your music." offered Stella.

Moxxie already seemed down and this only mad him sink lower "No, an Imp can't get anywhere in this world, talent or not."

"Maybe we can, um." stalled Stella, as she paced in room trying to come up with ideas.

"It won't work, there's nothing for us out there." said Moxxie hanging his head.

Stella broke down crying at the thought.

"Oh Stella, look." said Moxxie "I want to help, I really do. But we can't do anything on our own. Short of you getting married to brake of the prior engagement."

Stella stopped sobbing.

"What?" said Moxxie "What did I say?"

Stella smiled as she stood over him,

"I don't like where this is going." panicked Moxxie.

"We could get married." beamed Stella "There's a chapel in Lust that will marry anyone, to a anything, it's kinda of a kink thing, but we can use it."

"Wait the Lust ring has a chapel, that's the last place I would think one to exits."

"Look, you love me don't you."

"Yes."

"And I you, so why not get married."

"Stella, I don't think this is good idea."

"I'd like to see you come up with a better idea."

Moxxie froze in mid thought.

"Look I take your their unconscious and they'll still do it."

"Okay then I guess." agreed Moxxie. "We're getting married."

"Great come on." beamed Stella as she raced out holding Moxxie by the hand.


Lust's blue sky shone as the sun began to rise over the ring, and deep with in a city scape of night clubs and adult toy shops, a shitty little chapel was lit up like a new Vegas casino, and laid out like sleazy motel.

Inside Moxxie was dressed in over seized tuxado that he scratched at as he stood on stack of crates under an arch at the alter. An Lust imp dressed in mockery of a god out fit sat at the alter.

"This rented tuxedo is itchy." Complied Moxxie.

"Sorry it's the smallest and cheapest we have." replied the Imp.

Then the doors at the end where thrust open and Stella stood standing in wedding dress torn in places, coated in blood, seamen more seamen only dark light could see and other dark stained patches. As she made her slow stride down she held a plastic bouquet of flowers.

Moxxie watched as sweat dribbled down his face. "Oh crumbs." was all he managed as Stella joined him.

"I thank you for joining us, now to get this over and down with, I have the marriage agreement, sign it and your married." said the Imp "Oh you also need someone here to act as witness. You can hire one if you don't have one."

"Yes sure." said Stella waving it off.

The Imp whistled an smaller Imp was brought out in wheelbarrow, Stella and Moxxie sighed the paper the Imp giving the marriage provided.

"Okay by the laws of hell, your married, did you have ring or some shit like that?" the Imp asked.

"No." said Moxxie.

Stella leaned in and kissed Moxxie pushing him of the crates.

"For your pleasure, we have room consummation room for you to consummate your marriage in." said the Imp showing a set of doors with neon flashing lights.

Stella's eyes light up as she dragged Moxxie towards the door.