Silver Sacks Tower, the Earth's Former Most Powerful Investment Bank, run by a demon who thought he could own the living world. Then everything turned to shit, and now the Tower and the city its centered in is now where it belongs. As for who's in charge now, Rorschach and Virtue were about to meet their benefactor as they waltzed through the front gate, ignoring the guard who eyed them like meat and headed up to meet Samael. He did a little redecorating of the tower's many floors and wings, believing the old proprietor to have little taste for industrial design. Nonetheless, the two walked into the humungous office and met with Samael. The Blood Prince, Hell's very own Heavenly Saint and Lucifer's least favored Sibling. The Angel's Skin was pail with black veins stretching under his shirt, his hair was slick and black, having dark/red horned that formed over his head like a halo. Red demonic wings came from his back, but they were inverted, upside-down, which in some ways make them unique. His eyes were black and glowing yellow like lava; speaking of which, from his mouths, did he breath embers of fire, as if his lungs were literally ignited with every breath he takes. Like the rest of the underworld, did Samael see to get with the times, dressed in a black clad suit, black tie and shoes and red button shirt that could barely hide the muscular form underneath.
The Ruler of Limbo City sat in heavily engraved swivel chair beside a long dining table as the one-eyed imp and ironically named incubus waked in...
"Oohh...Rorschach." He said a very deep, monstrous voice. (Samael's voice from Darksiders) "A pleasure to see you once again."
"I see you changed your looks." Benny responded to his benefactor. "Last I saw you, you were rocking the goatee of horns."
"I was told I needed to...'update' my look, so to speak." Samael replied. "I've been wanting to talk to you for some time now. A proposal that will clear our debt once and for all."
"You know, I want to believe that...but after the first four times, that trick really starts to get old."
Samael frown as he sighed out more fiery embers. "Sit down, Rorschach."
One of his powers seemed to be reality warping as Benny suddenly found him in an evening chair, and in front of him was barrage of gourmet food. Samael was classy like that.
"Perhaps we should get some food in you first before we start talking business."
Without a word, Virtue poured Benny a drink as if he were his servant. Benny wouldn't have it though, as this was how a demon reeled in his prey. Seeing how the imp wouldn't partake of anything he offered him made Samael feel hurt...at least, that's what would say when they get a look at his expressions.
"You wound me, Rorschach...See, when I pulled you out of those bloodied corpses-"
"Oh, here we go." Benny said, disinterested. And that didn't sit well with his benefactor as he slams the desk and it cracks right down the middle.
"Now..." Samael started saying "I always consider myself a patient being. But in truth, it doesn't take that much to get on my nerves. I offer you hospitality, but now...I'm imploring that you listen to what I have to say if you no longer want to be under my thumb."
Benny said nothing, but instead took a sip from his drink, which let Samael cool down as he got back on topic.
"My proposition for you, Rorschach...is too kill someone. Simple as that."
"I haven't soaked my hands in blood for 10 years, Samael." Benny replied, shaking his head. "Out of all those indebted to you, why pick me. A rusty old demon?"
Laughing evilly, Samael answered "You're one of the best, Rorschach. You've kept my entertained for a decade alone, and as far as I've seen, your skilled have been honed for that long. This job is of your caliber, and if you pull it off, all debts are settled."
Benny took another sip of his drink as he said "I've known you long enough to understand that you're a man of your word and while you do tend to keep secrets, those who work with you find the results beneficial."
"Something that is well known about me. A deal cannot be made unless it works for both sides."
"...So who's the target?" Benny asked without a second thought. And this made Samael smile.
"Princess Stella of the Ars Goetia Family."
That made Benny's eye widen as he shouted "You want me to kill off a demon Royal Blood?!"
"Stella has done something that has upset the supernatural balance. Attempting to have her own husband assassinated."
"Why would she do that?" Benny asked. "To take over his side of the empire?"
"A little more personal than that." Samael explained. "Seems that the Goetic Prince has had an affair with a lower ranked demon, at which did not sit well with the short-tempered princess."
"So Prince Stolas has an affair and she can't brush it off? Then clearly, she hasn't seen the realities of Hell as much."
That made Samael give out a hearty laugh as he replied. "Indeed. Nevertheless, I see myself as the moderator of this damn realm, and Princess Stella is a threat to balance of power here. Kill her, and you get your privileges of life back."
Benny thought about it for a second before saying "There's just one thing though. The Goetias live outside of Limbo City."
"You'd be allowed to leave, but don't think I won't keep an eye on you." Samael threatened. "Cross me, and I will put you through more pain than I did to start you with."
Benny had let out silent fury as he hated when people threatened him. And it was then, that Samael seemed to pull out something for him.
"Now, to ensure Stella's suffering...I trust you remember how to use one of these."
Throwing the item, it appeared to be a knife as it stuck into the table, close enough for Benny to examine it. It was a uniquely engraved, rather ceremonial-looking knife with both it's handle and sheath were made of bone. Specifically, the sheath took the form of a spine while the handle was a series of bones fused together, meet at its base where a screaming skull can be seen. (Kandarian Dagger from Evil Dead) Benny recognized the dagger as and ancient weapon capable of killing any demon, causing its victims' flesh to burn before their souls are absorbed by the dagger itself. And with its in or out of its sheath, the weapon remains dangerous as Benny reluctantly pulled out of the table, watching burned chunks of marble spit out from the hole it made. He used one is assassin days, and it's been a long since he held it in his hands.
"And just so I know you completed your mission...bring me Stella's still. Beating. Heart."
Examining the blade, Benny saw no backing out of this as he took the weapon and began to walk out. But Samael said one more thing before letting him go.
"Just out of curiosity...if and when you were to regain your life outside this city...where would we even go? Everybody you knew thinks you're dead."
"...And that's exactly where I'll start." Was the last thing Benny said before leaving the tower, leaving Samael and Virtue alone for a second.
"You really think he can pull of the job?" The incubus asked.
"We shall see." Samael answered simply. "In any case, I'm sure it'll be quite the show."
Meanwhile, in Imp City, the flesh and blood of Benny Rorschach, Blitzø, had locked himself away in his office. After what happened in Lust, at Ozzie's, the poor imp just wasn't himself. He was reminiscing about how he had pretty good relationships in his life...but one way or another, he just fucked them all up. But as he went through those memories, one popped up and it gave him something that he wasn't sure he deserved...comfort. The hallucinations that the D.H.O.R.K.S had inflicted on him were once again passing through his mind, but this time, it was different.
"Blitz...Blitz..!...Blitz!"
The imp felt hand at his hand, which turned him around to see someone...who's face he shares...
"Blitz...don't look!"
"...Benny?"
Before he could process anything, the sound of knocking snapped him back to reality as Blitzø soon realized someone was knocking at his office door.
"Sir?" The voice of Moxxie said from the other side of the door. "Are you okay in there?"
Blitzø soon headed over to the door and opened it up, facing his white hair employee, who looked at him with concern.
"Are you alright, sir? You look spooked."
"It's fine, Moxxie." Blitzø replied, trying to sound assuring. "Just spaced out for a second."
"Is it about what happened before?" Moxxie asked. "Sir, we're willing to forgive and forget-"
Blitzø interrupted, saying "No, Moxxie. It's more than that. Like...'way into the past' more."
"Oh...Okay. Well, I came by to tell you that Verosika Mayday is back. 'Said she wanted to talk to you about something."
"Really? That's a first. What could she possible want to talk about...with me of all people?" Blitzø thought about before saying in real life "Well, might as well go tell her to go f**k off."
"Normally I would say to be sincere, but given what she's done before, I'll back you up." Moxxie said, having a smirk on his face.
"Thanks, Moxxie." Blitzø said happily before stopping himself for a second. "And Mox...I'm sorry."
"Look, sir. It's alright. We've already forgiven you for what-"
"No, Moxxie. Not just that...for everything."
And with that, Blitzø silently headed out the door, leaving Moxxie to process what he just said. Heading outside, the I.M.P. Team met up with Verosika's Crew, with the main demoness herself standing, looking proud about something as Blitzø approached her.
"What do you want, Verosika? Come to make me feel like shit? Well, you're already too late."
"Just wanted to see how you were doing." Verosika said in sarcastically concerning tone. "You...missing anyone in you life as of recent?"
"...You high or something?" Blitzø asked, having a twitch in his eyes. "What the hell are you here for?"
"Well, I just came from Limbo City, and have saw some pretty interesting sights."
"I've never even heard of Limbo City." Moxxie said, to which Millie replied "Neither have I?"
Loona was on her phone and searched it up, showing the two picture "Here." She said. "Apparently, its famous for its giant-ass tower."
"That's putting it mildly." Verosika said. "Limbo city sure makes this town look like more crap than it already does. Definitely has the best Nightclubs I've ever seen."
"Okay, so you came to gloat about visiting yet another city." Blitzø said. "Big deal, you done wasting my time?"
He was about to walk back into the building when Verosika said "Well, I thought you'd like to know that a manager of one of these clubs just so happens to be someone you're well acquainted with." And that made Blitzø stop in his track, and turn back to face her.
"What are you talking about?"
"Apparently, for everyone in your life, there's one person you haven't screwed over." Verosika continued on, feeling cocky of where she was getting at. The rest of the crew though were not sure if this was a good idea as she went on, teasing about who she was talking of "He busted your ass for you, and now, you're trying to act him, I realize. Trying to be a wannabe assassin...just like your brother."
Blitzø fully turned around to face her and said in a low, growling tone "...What?"
Moxxie, Millie and Loona were confused by what Verosika was talking about. Blitzø has a brother? They thought that he just had a sister. How come he ever told them this?
"It sure as hell surprised me to find out that you had a brother. Makes me wonder why you never talked about it before." And then, Verosika saw that Blitzø was looking at her, expressionless. Looks like she struck a never, just like she wanted.
"Nothing to say now, bi-"
But before she could finish that sentence, Blitzø brought out twin semi-automatic pistols and fired at her like a certain lord of the stars. Everyone was scared speechless by what Blitzø just did, as every shot fired pushed Verosika back until she was slammed against her limo, that was also now filled with holes. Then, they turned to face Blitzø, who was still holding two smoking guns in his hands, and he was looking EXTREMELY pissed off. Verosika's crew stepped back before coming to their leader's aid, seeing how she was still alive after just being riddled with bullets.
"You okay, boss?" Kat asked. But then, Verosika grabbed them all by the collars and growled "Kill him." And with that, do they turn back to Blitzø, who was still not looking to happy as he put his guns away as they began to surround.
"Tough brake, Blitzø." Vortex said. "But you really shouldn't have done that."
"You'd be smart to back off, shithead." Blitzø growled. And so, Vortex attacked first...or at least, he tried. Blitzø went beast mode on his ass, sending a powerful punch that pushes him back before he grabs a trashcan that he slams over the hellhounds head three times in a row. Nobody had seen Blitzø fight like that, and he wasn't even finished with Vortex as he then pulled both his arms, dislocating his shoulders before smacking him to turn around, then he suplexed his ass. Vortex was left unconscious as the others were shocked by how the imp took him down, to which faced the rest of the frightened crew as he cracked his knuckles.
"Anyone else want a piece of me?"
The others backed away as the pissed of Blitzø walked over to Verosika, who was still on the ground as she tried to crawl away. But Blitzø grabbed hold of her and started punching her in the face, again and again and again. The I.M.P. team couldn't even recognize Blitzø as he was beating Verosika to an inch of her life, seeing her spit out blood and teeth before he began to choke her. She couldn't breath as looked at the angry imp over her.
"You kill me..."She began to say, straining. "Never find...him."
"Thought a bitch like you would like this shit." Blitzø growled. "Just so its clear, before I rip your damn head off...nobody...talks...about my brother..."
Verosika's soon to be lifeless eyes widened as Blitzø's grip tightened, making it as if he really intended to make her head pop clean off. And finally, did Moxxie, Millie and Loona intervened as they ran over and pulled at their boss, who tried to shrug them off but they all grabbed hold of him and tried to pry them away from the beaten succubus.
"Sir! Don't do this!"
"Blitzø, stop! It ain't worth it!"
"Blitzø...Dad! Stop!"
Hearing that word, did help as Blitzø grip loosened and eventually he had let go of Verosika's bruising throat. The succubus gasped for breath as she saw the I.M.P. have the imp in their arms as they dragged him away. Blitzø's never stopped glaring at her as they did that, and it ran a chill up her spine as her crew and picked her up.
"Well...that went as well as I expected." Josh said.
"Shut the fuck up." Verosika said weakly "None of you get to make shitty quips after you decided to become spectators. Get Tex and lets get the fuck out of here. He got the message..."
Doing as they were told, they got the hellhound back on his feet, but his arms were still dislocated from their shoulders as the rest of the crew had to carry the two back into the semi-destroyed limo. All the while, the I.M.P Team were back in their office as their looking at their boss with concern, as Blitzø was avoiding eye-contact with them. He was just staring out a window, having poured himself a glass and that he hasn't even drank from yet. No amount of alcohol could suppress how he feels right now.
"...Uh, sir?" Moxxie asked.
"WHAT?!"
"Nothing!" Moxxie said, pretty much scared of his employer at this point, given what he just saw. Loona looked at him like (T_T)
"Pussy." She said before confronting her adoptive father. "Blitzø...what Verosika said...do you really have a broth-?"
"DON'T...say it." Blitzø roared while grabbing his glass so tightly, it breaks in his hands. "...I don't wanna talk about it." The team were now really concerned; he wouldn't even look at them. He was like a shadow of himself as he rolled the broken glass in his hand, letting blood drip as he just starred off into space. Millie gestures to her husband to leave Blitzø alone for a while, and Loona was also getting the same message as the couple leaves first. Before Loona could do the same, she faces Blitzø one more time, who was still looking outside.
"...Dad?"
That one made him move his head slightly, just like she knew it would.
"When...if you're ever ready to talk about this...let us know, okay?"
And just as she was about to leave...
"...I had a brother once...He's dead."
She waited for him to say something else.
"...That's all you're getting from me."
Understanding, Loona left Blitzø alone as he looked out the window, lost in thought...
"I'll be gone, possibly for at least a month. You know my strategies, just keep this place in one piece by the time I get back."
Benny was just about ready to leave. He needed to be sure that his place of business was secure before he goes, as he talked to his floor manager about everything.
"What about Mr. Virtue, sir?"
"Ignore whatever that fucker says." Benny ordered. "I don't care if he is in charge, let alone owns the place. I still manage this joint and I expect to be the same way I left it when I get back."
"Make no mistake, Benny." The incubus says, coming down a flight of a stairs. "I can have this place shut down in a blink of an eye, have all your girls and men sent to lesser demons who wouldn't treat them as generously as you do."
And it was then that Benny pulled out the dagger Samael gave him and threatened the incubus, saying "One day, Vigue, I'll be ramming this down your throat and trust me, you won't enjoy it."
"We shall see...and again, it's Virtue!"
"Whatever." Benny said as he took his leave. A cab was waiting for him outside and he stepped and told the driver "City Limits.", to which the cab driver steps on and rides away.
"Heading home...I didn't think it'd be like this."
Not what you expected Blitzø to react? It's what I do.
Anybody has any ideas as to what happens in the next chapter? Feel free to share, because I might need some help if this story is gonna go anywhere.