"...And that's pretty much been my life, up until now." Benny just finished explain his life story, which he had to go over three times already. The I.M.P. crew were at awe to have learned what Blitzø's older twin has been up to for the past decade, not wanting to believe that he had gone through more hell than most people do in this dimension.
"So...Samael hired you to kill Stella?" Moxxie asked, with Millie adding in "All because she put a hit on Stolas?"
"Yeah, pretty much. And if I complete this job by the end of the month, I get a ticket back home."
"...You know, you're not at all what we expected from Blitzø's brother." Loona stated.
Benny replied "...What did you expect then?"
"I don't know. Maybe someone either exactly the same or...possibly even worse...than how Blitzø is."
"Loona!" Moxxie said to hellhound, who simply shrugged.
"Well, I have spent most of my life, working as an Assassin." Benny said. "It wasn't something to be proud of, but it did put bread on the table."
"Well...you'd be happy to know that you're little brother is now a full-time assassin himself!" Millie said happily. But, much to her surprise, when she said that, Benny crushed a glass that he held in his hand.
"I'm...actually not happy to hear that at all. I never wanted Blitzø to become an assassin."
That surprised the three, since Benny seemed more of a professional than they were, considering the fact he held his own against them and many others.
"You seriously never wanted Blitzø to become an assassin?" Loona asked. "...Really?"
"Yeah, really. He had so many other options to work. You know, I always thought he'd make a good music artist, considering he had such a good voice. And he loved to sing."
"Are we talking about the same demon here?" Moxxie asked, confused. "Blitzø, the demon who has no knowledge of personal space, wastes our company's money on dumb things, and-"
"Moxxie, he's readying his knife again." Millie said through her gritted teeth as the couple saw Benny casually gripping the Kandarian Dagger in his right hand. They recognize it as a weapon that's able to melt demons, and absorb the souls of its victims. They made a note not get on the wrong side of that blade.
Putting the dagger away, Benny said "Look, you'll forgive my brother if he's been...clingy to you all. But you gotta understand, he's a sensitive guy, who just...loves to be around people."
"He's also ruined several relationships in his life." Loona simply stated.
"I've done the same." Benny replied. "It's no big deal. We're Imps, afterall."
Moxxie then said "Okay, but him being clingy is no excuse for me to show up in our fridge and hovering over us when we sleep!"
"Heh. He used to do the same thing when we were little kids. Popping up from the fridge, crawling into either me or our mom's bed at night. He sure did love to be the center of attention."
The I.M.P's weren't sure what to say next. Benny was countering everything they say.
It was then that Millie asked "But if you're saying Blitzø had such a bright future, then what happened?"
"Well, I guess me and the family are partially to blame for that." Benny said. "Our Mom's gone, our Dad's scum, Sister's in rehab. And as far as Blitzø knows, I'm nothing but ashes at this point. With our family driven apart, Blitzø no doubt got the short end of the stick from the inheritance and the rest probably went to the bank."
"He was still open a big business." Millie said, before Loona muttered "Which hasn't been doing as well as he hoped."
Benny heard her and replied "To be fair, an assassin's gig doesn't really pay that much. But it does come with some benefits...and it's pretty fun from time to time."
Moxxie then said "Well, our reputation may have just gotten thrown out the window due to some...inconveniences that have occurred over the past few days...Probably because of what happened down at Ozzie's."
"Ugh. I hate the Lust Ring. The thought of what Blitzø could've done there, I would hate it more than just trying to keep him out of trouble. I honestly hated the people Blitzø associated with, like this one goofy little punk, Fizz."
The caught the crew's attention as Benny rambled on.
"Boy, I could not stand that clown...or clowns in general. They're always so creepy!"
"Amen to that." Loona said, with M&M agreeing.
"Point is that I always saw Fizz as a bad influence to my brother. And if I find out that he did something to Blitzø, I'm gonna make him more crippled than he already is!"
Each of the I.M.P. members looked at each other before having a mischievous smile on their face.
"Funny you should mention that." Moxxie started. "Because, you'd would want to know that Fizzaroli had managed to publicly humiliate Blitzø about a few nights ago."
"...He did what now?" Benny growled and the gang were certain they felt the foundation of the city shake.
"Yeah. It's all over the news if you haven't heard it yet." Millie said, and Benny took in a deep breath with his eye closed.
"...Can I borrow a phone." He asked, to which Moxxie pulled out his and gave to the one-eyed imp. After typing in a number, he waited while it rang...that is until a familiar looking Incubus came in, out of nowhere.
"Benny! I came here as soon as I got your call." Virtue said, standing at the table of four bewildered demons, one of which still had a ringing phone in his hand before he hung up and gave it back to Moxxie. Then the Incubus said "Ah. And I see you still don't know how to keep a secret. How much did you tell them?"
"Enough that they're not involved. But don't worry about them. I need to make a pit-stop on my mission right now."
"I don't know, Benny. You're on a deadline, remember?"
Benny replied "This one is...personal, and it won't take long."
"Alright then. What are we doing?" Virtue asked, seeing the angry look on Benny's face.
Later, Benny found himself walking down the streets of Lust to the one Business he now had the urge to bring down. Seeing the business at Ozzie's booming, he was sure removing one of its star performers would help in making it plummet. Walking to the entrance, he simply cut the red rope in front of him and was about to head in went he was stopped by the bouncer.
"Hey, shithead. You oughta know better than to-" But...he didn't get a chance to finish, since Rorschach sent his foot into his chest. That didn't stop the guy from trying to get rid of him, as he grabbed Rorschach the shoulder while he was walking in...only for Benny to grab and crush his hand with own, Terminator Style, before he turned and...threw the bouncer into the street...right when a car was coming. The other demons waiting in line winced at this before they turned to see Rorschach, who was practically glowing in a fiery aura as he looked at them with a glowing yellow eye.
"Boo." And with that, he sent the club-goers running for their lives. Then, he finally walked into the place, where he saw the clown he wanted to rip to pieces on stage. Deciding to get his attention, Benny walks over to a vacant table, where he kicks a chair with enough strength to send it flying onto stage, nearly hitting Fizzaroli. Too bad he dodged.
"Who the fuck did that?!" He shouted over the audience. "Whoever it is, you got one hell of a nerve to try and-"
"Hello, Fizz." the Clown Imp stopped talking when he heard that familiar deep voice. A spotlight shined on Benny, getting everyone's attention.
"Isn't that the imp from a couple nights back?"
"No. He's look different."
"I know that guy! That's Benny Rorschach!"
"Oh my God. It IS him!"
"For some reason, he looks pretty hot."
"Must be the patch. Makes him look good."
"He and that other imp kinda look-alike."
"What's Rorschach doing here?"
"B-B-...Benny?" Fizz whimpered, like he saw his worst nightmare come back to haunt him. Benny was the bane of the Fizzaroli's childhood, beating him up when Blitzø wasn't looking, and telling him to stay away from his brother. He was scared to death, and when he heard that Benny got exterminated, he felt a great relief on his shoulders. But now, he's back...and he didn't not look happy.
Rorschach had put his foot on a chair "Long time, no see, old...friend." And then he broke it under his foot.
"Y-You're supposed to be dead." Fizz whimpered as Benny got up on stage. But before he could do anything, the Owner of the establishment himself, Asmodeus, arrived just in time to save the Clown. Fizzaroli got confident again, knowing what his boss could to Benny.
"Hold on there." He said. "Who do you think are, coming into my place, threatening one of my stars?"
"Someone who's been waiting 10 years to gut this weasel like a fish." Rorschach said, pointing at Fizz, who still flinched at the sight of Benny.
"Well, too bad. Cuz in here, your ass in mine to play with." Asmodeus says with a sinister smile.
"you sound like that moth I decked about a day ago."
"I'm gonna count to three. If you're still standing here, I'm gonna make you regret ever showing you face here. Give these people a show." Some of the patrons began to applaud "Public humiliation's become a huge, don'tcha know? One..."
"-Two, three!" And without warning, the Kandarian Dagger found its way into one of Ozzie's eyeholes. The Prince of Lust screamed in pain while the patrons of the club then started to run out in panic of what that single imp just did. Seeing his protection now on the ground, yelling in pain as smoke began to come out of the wound, Fizzaroli found himself alone as Benny walked toward him. Tripping over his own feet, Fizz started to crawl away while Rorschach looked at him with murderous intent.
"How about we play an old game, Fizz?" Rorschach as he began cracking his knuckles. "'Face-to-face 2'. My favorite..."