The phone kept ringing, yet the I.M.P manager was still unresponsive. He remained that way, bedridden for about a week and a half, not even talking to his adopted daughter or reaching out to his employees, who were deeply concerned for him. He was a shell of his former self, and they feared if this continued on, they may lose him forever. They've tried everything, but there was no way to reach him. He was just...lost in his own mind. Ever since the incident with the Succubus, repressed memories he swore to never let out again had resurfaced and were all but the only thoughts he had left. He brother was basically his whole world, the only Imp who really stood up for him. Not even his sister and mother could fill in the gap Benny filled.

He was just that big of a deal to Blitzø.

And Blitzø could've accomplished so much more in life with the help of his brother, instead of just managing a good-for-nothing assassination company. He always did want to become a singer, a comedian, and his brother was always there to keep him motivated. They sang, perform, played together always. He even helped Blitzø with his first date. The day Benny died, Blitzø's whole world fell apart into a pile of fires. And now...the broken imp is laying on the floor, instead of his bed, with a shoe on one of his hands and his face buried in the pavement. A few inches away from him was his phone, turning on again and off again with every attempted call. And at this point, Blitzø's brain said 'fuck it' and he just decided to answer a call for once, as he dragged the phone over to him with his shoed hand, pulling out his hand then answer the call.

"Who's is this?" He muttered through the floor.

"Blitzy, it's Stolas. And I have urgent news to-"

...And then, Blitzø hung up and tossed the phone away from himself before he put his hand back into his shoe. About a few seconds later, the phone began to ring again, and the imp reluctantly answered, this time, not even bothering to say anything first as he heard the Prince's voice.

"Blitzy? Blitzø?" Stolas tried to get an answer out of him. "Listen, if you're still upset...No. That's not it, is it? Your employees did contact me, saying you were feeling rather down, but-"

"Stolas...don't you have anything better to do?" The imp said in such a tone that surprised the Owl Demon from the other side.

"Uh...W-Well, I'll try to make this quick, Blitzø. I'm not calling for one of the...usual favors."

"What do you want, Stolas?"

Stolas paused for a second before saying "...I have another job for you and your employees."

"I'm never going back to body guard duty, Stolas." Blitzø muttered.

"It's not that, Blitzø...I'm officially hiring the I.M.P for an assassination job. That is something you're good at, right?"

Blitzø paused for a second before turning onto his back and says "I'm listening." in a full voice, albeit monotone.

"Someone had just threatened my family." Stolas explains. "Octavia came into direct contact with an assassination."

"Is she okay?" Blitzø asks, expressing some concern for the young princess.

"She is alright, miraculously unharmed. However...she had told me about the assassin."

"...Is it Striker again?"

"Thankfully not." Stolas said with a sigh. "She said that this assassin is targeting my wife."

"Really? That's a first." Blitzø said with some point of interest. "And you got this info from your daughter?"

"Among other things..."

Blitzø asked "What's that supposed to mean?"

Stolas was a little hesitant to say "She had also told me...that the assassin...had a shocking resemblance to you. But...with and eyepatch curved horns."

And then, Blitzø was frozen. 'No.' His mind was saying 'It couldn't possibly be him...he's dead. But, if it is...'

"Blitzø? Are you there?"

"I'll take the job, Stolas." The imp said almost immediately, but with a deadpan expression.

"Oh! Well...very good." The Prince replied. "Complete this job for me, and I shall reward you in any way you desire. However, I'm going to be out of town for a few days. There is someone of upmost importance I need to meet with."

"And who might that be? Another lover?"

Stolas' face slump before saying "It's royal business, Blitzy. Something I need to take into account, since who I'm meeting may the benefactor to this assassin...Besides, you're the only one who can-"

"Uh, gotta go, Stolas." Blitzø interrupted. "Need to call the rest of the team, and all that. Let me know in detail about how you're gonna pay me. Talk to you later." And then, he immediately hung up, only to start trying to contact the rest of the team. First were the M&Ms, as he impatiently waited for either Moxxie or Millie to pick up the phone. He was honestly glad to hear Moxxie respond.

"Sir? It's nice to hear from you. How are you holding up?"

Blitzø replied "I'm fine, Moxxie, but that's not important right now. We got a job."

"A job? For an assassination?" Moxxie asked.

"Is there any kind of business we do?"

"I just thought you called so that we could talk about what happened-"

"Moxxie..." Blitzø interrupted. "Not a word...about what happened last week. Alright."

Reluctantly, Moxxie sighed. "Okay, sir."

"Just focus on how much money we're gonna get out of this job." The boss explained. "Stolas called up and is willing to pay us for our services yet again."

"Riiight. 'Cuz that worked out so well last time."

"Just-! ...Listen. We don't have to go anywhere outside the realm. The job's here in Hell. Someone made another move on Stolas' Family?"

"Again?!" Moxxie asked. "It's not Striker, is it?"

"Nope." Blitzø answered. "Someone made a move on Stolas' wife."

"What? Why would anybody want to hurt Princess Stella?"

"I don't know. But Stolas gave me some insight, and I pretty good idea on who it is."

"Okay..." Moxxie sounded confused. "So, are you gonna tell us all at work, or-?"

"Nope. We don't have time for that." Blitzø once more interrupted. "Just get yourself suited up and armed, get Millie and Loona together and go patrolling out in Pentagram City..."

"Alright, sir."

"One more thing...keep on the look out for anyone...who might resemble me."

And with that, Blitzø hung up, leaving Moxxie even more confused.

Somewhere in Pentagram City, the Rorschach Demon himself was resting but a streetlight, fiddling the demonic dagger in his hands. Since his first attempt at trying to assassinate Stella had gone south, he wasn't sure what to do now, since there was no way of tracking down Stella unless he could either force or manipulate the information out of her. But that would probably having to beat up a lot of people.

"You look lost, stranger." A familiar voice called out to him and he turned around to see that it was Virtue. "How about I offer you a drink?"

"You been following me, Todd?" Benny bluntly asked, to which the incubus replied "Someone has to keep an eye out on you. Can't have our darling little killer going running off now, can we?"

Benny said nothing, but continued to fiddle the knife in his hands. He was just think about how it easy it would be to ram this blade through Virtue's skull. But he'd be killing himself instantly if he did that. He knew Virtue was Samael's eyes and ears, meaning his master listening on everything that was going. Probably knew about his failed attempt by now.

"About that drink?" Virtue gestured to a corner bar, and silently, the Imp follows him inside. The Incubus orders them some beers as he explains some things...

"So he was your mission going? If I were an assassin...I, for one thing, would never just tell a girl her mommy's getting murdered today."

Benny looked down at the counter before saying "...Her majesty deserved to know the truth. You know how word travels fast; soon, everyone will know about what is going on...and I doubt his Lordship will bat an eye to these internal affairs."

"Still. It leaves some complications for Samael to deal with." Virtue states. "Clear example: Prince Stolas is now on his way to Limbo City as we speak."

Benny turned his attention to Virtue with a raised eyebrow. He could see how telling Octavia every detail of his mission could be a bad idea. Still, there was no stopping it now.

"...Does this mean I'm demoted?"

Todd replied "Samael still wants Stella apprehended. Because he 'likes' you, he's allow you to deal with her any way you want now. The one month limit is still the same, so get to it. Otherwise...we'll be expecting payment from the Blaze of Glory by then."

"...I see." Benny said.

"Don't worry. You still have plenty of time." Virtue said. "I have every confidence you'll succeed. Just...try to avoid any more complications in your mission and you'll probably finish it with time to spare."

Benny says nothing while staring at his untouched drink.

"In other words...do try and be careful who you talk to."

Then, Virtue left Benny at the counter, money on the table, showing that he paid off the tab. Benny soon walks down the street...when, he bumps into somebody.

"Oof! Watch where you're...Blitzø?"

That name instantly made him turn to face a female hellhound, looking at him in curiosity.

"Oh. I thought you were someone else." She said.

Benny slowly said "...It's cool, I get that a lot."

Then, they passed each other just as the Hellhound was getting a call. Looking it up, it was her adoptive father, which was good for her. She was hoping that he would've gotten out of the funk he was in as soon as possible as she answers the call.

"Hey, Loona. It's Blitzø."

"Blitzø, hey...how are you feeling?" She replies

"I'm alright, but listen. We got a job from Stolas, and I want to be careful when you're out there. You're gonna be on duty this time."

That was a surprise for her. Knowing her father's protective nature, she would've never have expected to let her do something like this.

"Really?" She asks. "Why? What kind of job is it?"

Blitzø replied "Stolas wants to be on the lookout for someone."

"Who is it?"

"...My Twin Brother."

Loona's eyes widen when she heard him say that, and looked back to where she bumped into that Imp, while he was no longer anywhere. She realized then and there who that really was...