CHAPTER 3
Dinnertime
It is the third most important meal of the day. It is a time for updates, to listen and tell one another of their day, sometimes talking about the past and even the future of one's lives. When the family sat down to eat was one of those nights where there was no talking, only the sound of metal utensils on dishes. It was peaceful. Suddenly a new sound was added to the mix. Helen feeding, Jack-Jack; now this on its own was fine but when making faces while vocalizing how delicious the mush she feeding Jack-Jack is has a down side.
"Mom?" Dashed asked, clearly annoyed by this.
"Uh … huh?" she asked while stretching the expression a bit.
"You're making weird faces again." Dash said.
"Nnnnnnnooooooo, I'm not." Helen replied back.
"You make weird faces, honey." Dante comments to his wife as he reads a text book from work.
Helen looks at her husband with an unsurprising expression. First her friends tell her she makes weird faces, her relative's say she makes weird faces, then Dante in morning after their wedding night tells her she makes weird faces. She wonders whose next person to tell her something she heard before. "Do you have to read at the table?" she asked.
". . . Uh-huh. Yeah." Dante said while giving his all to reading the company text - or as he calls it the: The Idiot Book.
Helen looks over and sees Dash trying to rip apart the large piece of meat on the table. "Smaller bites, Dash. Yikes! Dante, could you help the carnivore cut his meat?" even with a set of sharp teeth Dash can't seem to bite into the meat it effectively, the lack of power behind the jaw muscles is a possibility.
Dante gets up and leans over to Dash's side of the table and began cutting. Thick meat requires a little muscle behind the cutting. now that Dante was closer to Dash Helen decided to bring up the situation of the day. "Dash, you have something you wanna tell your father about school?" Helen decided to get to the point.
"Well, we dissected a frog." Dash said nervously. That may have been true but it wasn't what Helen meant.
"Dash got sent to the office again." Helen formed Dante.
"Good. Good." Dante acknowledged though he was still distracted.
"No Bob, that's bad." Helen corrected Dante.
"What?" Dante finally snaps out of it.
"Dash got sent to the office, again." Helen repeated.
Dash once got into fights at school with bullies one year. Helen too Dash not to fight back because fighting doesn't solve anything … that or she knew Dash would use his speed to defeat the bullies. But after seeing Dash come home with a black-eye, bloody nose, torn clothes or a combination of all three Helen decided to teach Dash to defend himself … by doing absolutely nothing. Basically when the bullies throw a punch it collided with everything but Dash's face. They all ended up with busted hands. Dash found that using a fraction of his superspeed to move out of the way but just enough to make it seem like he simply stepping out of the way. Dash figured that he could get away with a lot of things with this sort of thing. But like what happened with his teacher Mr. Bernie people are going to be complain, even if there is no proof. But Helen knew what he was doing.
Dante became worried as continues to saw the meat on Dash plate. "What?! What for?"
"Nothing." Dash said.
"He put a tack on the teacher's chair … during class." Helen explained.
"Nobody saw me. You could barely see it on the tape." Dash said.
Dante suddenly brightens when he heard that. "They caught you on tape and you STILL got away with it? Whoa! You must have been booking. How fast did you think were you going?" Dante asked excitedly as the pace of saw Dash's steak increased.
"Dante! We are not encouraging this." Helen protested.
Dante shook his head. "I'm not encouraging, I'm just asking how fast..."
Helen raised her voice to get Dante's attention. "HONEY!"
Dante hears a sound and looks down to see he has cut through the plate and table, causing the plate to collapse. Dante rolls his eyes and sits back in frustration. "Great. First the car, now I gotta pay to fix the table..."
"The car? What happened to the car?" Helen asked.
"Here." Dante gave Dash his plate for him to use before he leaves into the kitchen angrily. "I'm getting a new plate."
Helen cleared her throat and turned to her only daughter to ask how she was doing. "So, how about you, Vi? How was school?"
"Nothing to report." Violet replied with a tone and lookout that is more depressing that a Seattle's Cinco de Mayo.
"You've hardly touched your food." Helen stated with concern.
"I'm not hungry for meatloaf." Violet hummed miserably.
"Well, it is leftover night. We have steak, pasta. What are you hungry for?" Helen asked.
"Tony Rydinger." Dash teased.
Violet eyes widened, darting between Helen and Dash. "Shut up!"
"Well, you are." Dash teases again.
"I said, SHUT UP, you little insect!" Violet hissed while pointing a fork at her brother threateningly like a snake ready to strike.
"Well, she is." Dash whined.
"Do not shout at the table. Honey!" Helen called Dante who was still in the kitchen.
"Kids! Listen to your mother." Dante called back.
Helen she was expecting a little more input but regardless the family goes back to eating dinner … briefly. Dash drinks from his cup of water with one last mock. "She'd eat if we were having a big, long, hard hunk of 'Tony loaf'.
Violet's eyes flashed bright violet as she snarled at her brother, her dark power surge through her veins. "THAT'S IT!" and leaps across the table tackling Dash to the ground.
"Stop it!" Helen demands to her children.
Violet chokes Dash before his slips away and runs around the table at blinding speeds pulling Violet's hair with each pass. "You're gonna be TOAST!"
"Stop running in the house. Sit down!" Helen commands but it fell on deaf ears. Violet gets an idea and quickly creates a briefly sphere of purple energy that knocks Dash off his feet and onto the floor. Violet laughs so hard she wishes she could record this moment on her phone and make meme of it. But she can't give the circumstances.
"Ow! Hey, no force fields!" Dash shouts.
"You started it." Violet retorts.
Helen uses her arms to wrap her around her children. "You sit down! You sit down!" both kids charge at each other under the table.
"You'll pay for this, you little maggot!"
"Bring it!"
While this was going on Dante is in the kitchen reading on his touchpad when something came across an interesting article. "Simon J. Paladino, longtime advocate of superhero rights, is missing?" Dante looks at his picture of the face of a mild-mannered man with brown hair and glasses. "Gazerbeam."
Gazerbeam was a good friend to him, Helen and Lucius. What could possibly …
"DANTE! IT'S TIME TO ENGAGE!" Dante heads back into the dining room at his wife's call. He sees the chaotic scene in front of him, which happens two or three every week or so. "Do something! Don't just stand there! I need you to INTERVENE!"
"You want me to intervene? Okay!" Dante walks over to his side and picks up the table, with Helen, and the kids w are still fighting. "I'm intervening, I'm intervening!"
"Violet, let go of your brother!" Helen yells.
The doorbell rings is charismatic sound forcing the fighting Spardas to freezes for a, and only for a moment, before fix the table, chairs and themselves back to their regular positions.
"Hello?" Jack-Jack says among his few first words.
"Get the door." Dante whispered to Dash.
Dash runs over to answer the door. There in the door way stood a pair of gentlemen with cool and savvy airs.
The first is Lucius; a handsome black man dark leather jacket, shaved head and a cool attitude to toward life. Back then he was the Super Frozezone can control ice and he along with Helen and Dante with an unstoppable team.
The other is Valen Sparda (or V as he is often nicknamed). He is the youngest of the three Sons of the Demon, Sparda, and the Angel, Eva. V is a tall, slender young man with pale skin and dark green eyes. He has chin-length, black hair with long bangs swept to left, which sometimes obscures his eye; dress in all black sweater and jeans and sandals instead of shoes like most people. V carries a silver metal cane which serves as a weapon and a tool for support since one of his effected by a condition since he was born that cause him to limp from time to time. Despite his condition his Angel/Demon heritage has gifted him many powers over the years, some he discovered and some he gained; one in particular is the ability to control a trio of 'demons 'that were once the emotions of the Demon King Mundus who Dante killed in Limbo City. V's hair is naturally white but through symbiotic union with these dark familiars his hair turns jet-black and covers his entire upper body and his neck in black tattoos.
"Hey, Lucius! V!" Dash greets happily.
"Hey, Speedo! Hey, Helen. Vi, Jack-Jack." Lucius greeted everyone.
"Greeting to all." Valen said.
Dash runs back to his seat at the table and everyone waves.
"He-hey! Ice of you to drop by." Dante tossed a joke greeting.
"Ha! Never heard that one before." Lucius said dryly.
"Where Griffon and Shadow?" Violet asked.
V snapped his fingers to summon the blue avian creature – Griffon, and the black panthera – Shadow. Nightmare on the other hand wasn't allowed to be summoned inside the house due to his size and his lumbering nature. Valen was dropping off the dark beasts for they can visit while he goes out. The kids like them, Helen may tolerate Griffon's rude mouth but she and Shadow have a lot in come.
Violet leaned down to stroke Shadow's back which he purr deeply to while Griffon flaps over to Dash to give him a JOLTING high-five with his talons.
"Cool!" Dash says as he seems to absorb the electrical charge without problems ... this time.
"Is that steak?" Griffon said.
"No feathers on the table!" Helen ordered, waving her hand to shoo him away from the table.
Dash gets an idea and starts gargling, "Oh, Lucius!" He spits water in the air.
"WHOA!" He freezes the spit shot, rolls and catches it. He stands up to present it he caught it.
"Aw... I like it when it shatters."
"I'll be back later." Dante said while he gets up to gets his hoodie.
"Hey, where are you two going?" Helen asked.
"It's Wednesday." Dante said.
"Oh. Bowling night. Say hello to Honey for me, Lucius. And hello to Amy for me, Valen." Helen said.
"Will do, love. Good night, Helen. Good night, kids." Lucius said as he and Valen left with Dante closed the to cut off all communication so they can b on their way.
But then Dante opened it again. "Don't worry I'll be back later." he promised before closed it again. Dante, Lucius and Valen walked to the car and got in it and door away … in the opposite direction of the bowling alley.
Dante mange to convince Helen that when he got back he and she would have the alone time they so desperately needed. But first things first and Helen turns back around to Dash who smiles meekly. "Don't think you've avoided talking about your trip to the principal's office, young man. Your father and I are still gonna discuss it." Helen reminds him.
"I'm not the only kid who's been sent to the office, you know." Dash also reminds her.
"Other kids don't have superpowers." Helen states.
"How do you know, princess?" Griffon landed on the floor.
Helen sighs with exhaustion. "I don't, I'm just speaking for those that really don't have powers. Now, it's perfectly normal..."
Violet becomes irritated, "Normal? What do you know about normal!? What does ANYONE in this family know about normal?" Violet exclaims angrily.
"Now, wait a minute, young lady." Helen not liking her daughter's outburst.
"We ACT normal, mom! I wanna BE normal!" Violet lamented. "The only normal one is Jack-Jack, and he's not even toilet trained!" Jack-Jack laughs out loud in his high-chair.
"Lucky." Dash muttered, prompting Helen to turn to him. "I meant about being normal." Dash corrected himself.
"Ya' knows Helen," said Griffon from under the table. "When you angry, you have an impressive cameltoe."
Helen on reflex kicked Griffon from under the table causing him to land at the wall, who laughing as he slid down it.
"Well since my kids will be doing other things to do, you can help me with the dishes." Helen informed Griffon.
Griffon sighs in annoyance. "Ah, crap." He knows what happens when she gets that wrathful look in her eyes. He better do what she says or the same will happen like last time.
Deep in the city Dante, Lucius and V are sitting in a car, not in bowling. They were staking out for any city in the city by listening to the police scanners. Usually police scanners are illegal in the state so they had to go get one out of the state. The purpose being was if crime was report on the channel the unofficial Night Watchmen will be on the job at a moment's notice. Until then they sit and swap stories.
"So now I'm in deep trouble." Lucius was telling the other a story, "I mean, one more jolt of this death ray and I'm an epitaph. Somehow I managed to find cover and what does Baron Von Ruthless do?"
"He starts monologuing." Dante smirked while trying to hold back his laughter.
"He starts fuckin' monologuing. He starts like this prepared speech about how feeble I am compared to him. How inevitable my defeat is, how the world will soon be his! Yada, yada, yada." Lucius rants.
Dante shook his head. "Yammering."
Lucius nodded. "Yammering! I mean, the guy has me on a platter, and he won't shut up."
"You think with all the movies, TV shows and comics that are around you think some of the villains we face in real life wouldn't be as cliché." V said.
"Exactly!" Lucius pointed to V in agreement.
Suddenly the police scanner squawked as an update came in: "Municiberg, we have a 23-56..."
"23-56, what is that? Robbery?" Dante asked.
"This is just sad." Lucius said dejectedly.
"Yeah, robbery. You guys to catch a robber?" Dante asked excitedly.
Valen just put his face back into his book to continue reading via booklight. Lucius couldn't agree more. "No. Tell you the truth, I'd rather go bowling. Look, what if we actually did what our wives think we're doing? Just to shake things up."
Meanwhile, on an undercover car a woman was watch the three of them from the across the street in a car, talking on her cellphone. "He's not alone. The other two guys are still with him. They're just … talking."
Back in Lucius' car they three supers have reach a stalemate. Lucius rested his elbow on the steering wheel while massaging his temples. "What are we doing here, Dante?"
"We're protecting people." Dante replied back while taking a sip of his coffee.
"Nobody asked us." Lucius reminded him.
"You need an invitation?" Dante asked with a surprised inflection.
"I'd like one, yes. We keep sneaking out to do this, and … You remember Gazerbeam?" Lucius asked.
"Yeah. There was something about him online."
"He had trouble adjusting to civilian life, too."
"When's the last time you saw him, Lucius?"
"I don't see anyone from the old days, Dante. Just you, V and Helen. And we're pushing our luck as it is."
"Oh, come on, man."
"It was fun the first time, but if we keep doing this, we're gonna get-"
Suddenly the scanner squawked in a new update: "We have a report on a fire..."
Dante eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "A fire. We're close! YEAH, BABY!" He yelled joyfully.
" . . . We're gonna get caught." Lucius concluded with a heavy defeated sigh. Reluctantly, he drives forward on the scene of the fire.
Valen puts away his book as he pulls up his hood, both to get ready and to hide himself from his older brother shouting for joy.
"WOOOHOO! FIRE! YEAH! YEAH!" Dante exclaimed as he leaned his head out the window howling like a wolf as the mysterious undercover car follows them.
The building was really ablaze as flames were coming out of all the windows. Deep inside this blazing inferno our three heroes where working as fast as they can while trying to get everyone who's in the building down to the main floor where Valen was using Nightmare to hold up the ceiling just in case it comes down on the safe zone. It was a blessing Nightmare was with and not at the house with the other two. Some floors above Lucius and Dante worked together to find and get everyone downstairs while carrying them on under their arms and over their shoulders.
"Is that everybody!?" Lucius asked.
"Yeah, that's everyone!" Dante acknowledged.
"It better be." Lucius attempts to generate ice in vain.
"Can't you put this out?" Dante asked
Lucius tried again two with the same result "I can't lay down a layer thick enough! It's evaporating too fast!"
"Well, what's that mean?!"
"It MEANS it's hot! And I'm dehydrated, Dante!"
V begins to double over coughing from the smoke, waiting for them to decided the next course of action.
"You're out of ice?! You can't run out of ice! I thought you can use water in the air!" Dante shouted over the flames.
"There IS no water in this air! What's YOUR excuse, run out of muscle?!" Lucius retorted back.
"I just can't go cutting and smashing into walls! The building's getting weaker by the second! It's gonna come down on top of us!"
"I wanted to go bowling!" Lucius reminded him again.
suddenly the parts of the ceiling came down and Valen had to dismiss Nightmare, knowing it won't hold for long. The three looked and saw that the collapse revealed what could possibly way out.
"All right! The two of you stay right on my tail! This is gonna get hot!" Dante turns to his side and begins to run with Valen and Lucius following him at top speed. They crash through the side of the building into the building next to them. In that spit second the burning building finally collapses.
Dante Lucius and V look back at the cave-in hole in the wall behind them then at the civilians they saved in front of them in on the floor, alive but dazed. They three of them bumps fist on a job well down. V used his cane and a hand on a glass case to steady himself as he cough the final bits of smoke from his lungs. He shook his head noticed something about the glass cases: they all had very expensive jewelry.
"Guys, don't stand up." V warned.
"Oh, shit." Dante mutters sarcastically.
Unfortunately it was too late as Dante stood up and was right in the crosslink of laser security system and unknowingly trips the alarm on. Alarm sounds and the light came to illuminate the fact they're in a jewelry store.
"Oh, no. That ain't right." Lucius groaned.
Outside the fire department was trying to make since of the situation. The police finally show up to see the burning building hand finally collapsed and a jewelry store was currently being robbed, it made no sense but they rolled with what they were seeing. Inside both Lucius and Dante start arguing as Valen pinch the bridge of his nose in disappointment.
"You can get water out of the air!" Dante argued.
"We look like bad guys! Incompetent bad guys!" Lucius argued back.
This continued on until an officer break in with his sidearm ready and aiming at all three of them. It certainly didn't help their case that from the officer prospective there three guys, in dark clothing, wearing ski masks, with a group of people laying on the floor around them and one of the has a silver cane that would look like a crowbar at first glance. Basically this made the cop who was already nervous upon handling this alone.
"FREEZE!" the young office ordered.
Dante, Lucius and V raised their hands up. They last thing they need was to give this guy a reason to fire at them. A bullet would stagger Lucius but Dante and V have their healing factor that would give officer a reason to freak-out more. Lucius looked around and notices a water container, picks up a paper cup and begins to fill it with water.
"FREEZE!" the officer warned.
"I'm thirsty." Lucius said calmly.
"I SAID FREEZE!" the officer warned again, fully taking his attention of the other two.
"I'm just getting a drink." said calmly.
He finishes the cup of water and sighs with relaxed containment at the fresh water going down his throat. Dante and V grin but keep still as possible.
The Police Officer's gun shakes very nervously in his hands. "Alright. You've had your drink. Now I want you to-"
Lucius nods as he keeps holding up hands in mock surrender. "I know. I know … Freeze."
He shoots a breeze of ice, freezing the officer, even though the later fires his gun. The shot is heard outside and the rest of the police run into the store.
"POLICE OFFICERS!"
They enter the building, guns drawn. One goes to check on the civilians while another gasps and the others turn to look in his direction. The first officer that was in here is encased in ice looking at all his peers, a bullet from his gun suspended in midair within. Very, very strange but with a hole in the wall and the people testimony the police will do as they always do and roll with it.
Dante, V and Lucius had vanished safely away. In a dark alley Dante punches through the wall with his Eryx gauntlets and the three run and jumped into Lucius awaiting car.
"That was way too close. We are not doing that again." Lucius reminded Dante as the three pulled off their masks and drove away.
Hidden in the alley behind them same undercover car that followed them was a waiting for them to come back. But instead of them returning to the car from around the corner they burst through the building wall. Or rather one of them burst through the wall with a pair flaming gauntlets. Flaming gauntlets that was part of an arsenal belong to a very unique super. Upon witnessing them she gave her update and her request.
"Verify you want to switch targets? Over." a person of the other end of her police scanner stated.
The woman smiles as she was adamant in her decision. "Trust me. This is the one he's been looking for."
Dante had arrived home and a full moon is out. He drops his keys and finally opens the door. he enters the kitchen picks up the last piece of extra thick chocolate cake from the kitchen while humming, and walks into the living room. It seems to be a good night that he can have the last cake and eat it too. But something was on his mind, like he was forgetting something. The answer would come to him as he sensed there was danger in the living room and summoned Rebellion in his hand and points it in the dark to a chair.
The lamp switches on and the chair swivels around to reveal Helen on her robe, almost making Dante either throw the piece at her or run her through with his sword. Sitting on a top of the chair was Griffon looking very smug and sitting beside the chair was Shadow looking very disappointed.
Dante stare at Helen in absolute surprise with a mouth full of cake, she could be as intimidating just as him. He completely forgot they planned to have a special night. To emphasize this Helen had the top of her robe down uncovering her bare shoulders and the top part of her cleavage while the bottom of her robe was open and her bare legs crossed to conceal her gingery pubic muff. Despite her sexy appearance she was NOT happy.
"I thought you'd be back by 11." she said in a disappointed tone.
"I said I'd be back later." Dante relaxed, dismissed Rebellion and straighten up.
"I assumed you'd be back later. lf you came back at all ... you'd be "back later"." she said gesturing with her fingers making quotation marks.
Griffon hummed in agreement causing Dante to roll his eyes. "Well, I'm back, okay?" Dante said and turns to go to the bedroom only to be stopped by Helen reaching out from where she was sitting to Dante's left shoulder to turn him back to face her. Dante exhaled gently through his nose as he reluctantly turns back to his wife. She stands up and walks over him Dante though Helen was going to take him here and now with Valen's demon pets watching, but no that is wishful thinking. Dante looks at her hand on his left shoulder and cringes as Helen then pucks up a little rock from Dante's hoodie.
"Is this rubble?" she asked her husband while showing him the evidence. Helen Sparda AKA Elastigirl had very good eyes sight that contributed to her being a damn good detective.
With mouth full, Dante explained his case. "It was just a little workout. Just to stay loose." he shoved the rest of the cake his mouth.
"You know how I feel about that, Dante! Damn you! We can't blow cover again!" she scolded him.
Dante wave her off like it wasn't anything to be worry. "The building was coming down anyway."
Dante tried to walk away only to be stopped by her getting in his way. "WHAT!? You knocked down a building!?"
"It was on fire. Structurally unsound. It was coming down anyway." Dante said.
"Tell me you haven't been listening to the police scanner again...?" Helen rubbed her eyes in exhaustion.
Dante rolled his eyes. "Look, I performed a public service. You act like that's a bad thing!"
"Public service is a good thing. But this is a bad thing, Dante! Uprooting our family again, so you can relive the glory days is a very bad thing!"
Dante couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Reliving the glory days is better than acting like they didn't happen!"
"Yes! They happened! But this, our family, is what's happening now, Dante. And you are missing this! I can't believe you don't want to go to your own son's graduation!"
"It's not a graduation. He's moving from the fourth grade to the fifth grade." Dante pointed out how small off a move it was.
"It's a ceremony!" Helen reminded him.
Dante shook his head as he goes on a rant. "It's psychotic! They keep creating new ways to celebrate mediocrity or things that are absolutely irrelevant. In this day and age people are trying to push for things without realizing why they should or not think about the long term consequences. When it comes to what we do, nothing is right or wrong. When it comes supers and the foes we fought, nobody is good or evil. When it comes to changing the world around us nothing we do means anything or they lierally stop us from helping people or stopping bad thing from happening. That's the shit that killing us all of us. And if someone, like me, tries to help someone be a force for good chances are other people will call me a damn terrorist, because God forbid people should be inspired and happy to face the world and whatever crap comes their way. But if someone is genuinely exceptional and they actually stand for something or fight against things that ACTUALLY MATTERS …"
"For all of that I agree with you. But this is not about you, Dante! This is about Dash!"
Dante scoffs at her. "You want to do something for Dash!? Then let him actually compete! Let him go out for sports!"
Helen points her finger at him. "I will not be made the enemy here! You know why we can't do that!"
Dante finally loses it as his fury causes his eyes to glow crimson as he shouts: "BECAUSE HE'D BE GREAT!"
Helen stretched herself up to tower over him as she shouts back: "THIS IS NOT! ABOUT! YOU!"
Just then the sound of paper falling/rustling is heard forcing Dante and Helen turn to the couch. They both calmed down now that once again they felt ashamed. Part of being married is that everyone now and again the get into arguments. The neighbors at one time called in the past referred to them as the real life Michael and Frankie Heck from the TV show The Middle. And sometimes when they argue they forget that there could be are other people listening, other than the neighbors.
"All right, Dash. I know you're listening. Come on out." Dante said.
"Vi? You, too, young lady." Helen said also.
"Come on. Come on out." Violet and Dash appeared from behind the furniture. Violet made her head visible as she and her brother took their seats on the furniture they were hiding behind. Griffon flapped over to Dash landing on the back part of the swivel chair while Shadow jumped up on the couch to snuggle up to Violet. "It's okay, kids. We're just having a discussion." Dante reassured the kids.
"Pretty loud discussion." Violet added.
"Yeah. But that's okay." Dante puts his arm around Helen to emphasize the point. "Because what's important is that Mommy and I are always a team. We're always united against, uh, the forces of, uh..."
"Pigheadedness?" Helen suggested the obvious answer.
"I was gonna say evil or something." Dante muttered.
"I would have said the IRS or ICE." Griffon commented.
"We're sorry we woke you. Everything's okay. Go back to bed. It's late." Helen said.
"Good night, Mom. Night, Dad." Dash said. Griffon land on his head as they went to Dash's room.
"Good night." Violet replied. She got on Shadow's back and he took her to her room.
"In fact, we should all be in bed." Helen reminded gentry pushed Dante hand from around her shoulder.
After almost dying from saving people and almost getting shot at by police it was time to call it. Everyone went of the bed leaving Helen to alone with her thought before she turned off the lamb and retired for the night herself.
But even thought the night was peaceful danger was soon to come. just outside the sliding door of the living room a small group of demons were watching the whole scene.
"I say were break in and slaughter them in their sleep!" the Riot demon growled with anticipation to kill something.
"No, the boss said to wait until the Son of Sparda is separate from the rest of his family." The Fury said.
"Seems like a long wait." the Bathos commented.
A Dreamrunner that is leading the small group walks into the conversation. "Regardless, this is how we are going to do it. Now this is how it will happen; when morning comes times I will follow Sparda's eldest spawn to where he works and kill him there. The rest of you will slay his bitch, pups, and the two useless traitors. Even if I don't succeed them, he will lose his new brood. Do I make myself clear?" the Dreamrunner asked in a stern growl behind his red smiling mask.
The other demons all acknowledged. And with that they all departed. For in the morning much will change as the red blood will flow.
Author's Notes: Before you continued on to the next chapter of the story I would like to share a dumb comment for this story. Are you ready for this it is epic!
Guest (Apr 9, c1): So literally just the Incredibles except Dante completely replaced Bob. Why? That dumb. You're dumb.
Here is the responses to it:
Me: (Laughing at the loser)
Nelson: Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha!
Joker (2019): AAAAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHA!
The Shining: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
J. Jonah James: (Cracking up ah what he just heard.) "Ya serious?"
The Critical Drinker: WHAT! THA! FUCK! (echoing)
Anyway, serves this idiot right. Who the fuck this "GUEST" thinks he/she is? Look, for anyone else who think similarly, I just what to try something new as a warm up for something I have planned in the future. I like constructive criticisms here and there but never, EVER call me dumb for no legit reason without having a full account on the site. I know not all people who comment under the name of guest aren't like this; I'm talking about the ones who are because you can tell by what they say in their comments alone.
I think people who comment negatively under the disguise of 'GUEST' do this so people can't comment back on their hateful – meaning they can dish but can't take it. I for one CAN take it. I took when I got Cancel Cultured on a forum a not long ago.
But I can't stand cowards like this. Anyone who uses the name "Guest" to comment negatively is a fucking coward, a wannabe, and a spineless incompetent loser who want to hate everything they see, without a real reason. They loathe us for a having real creativity and not conforming to the whole identity politics, so-called 'better representation' and other nihilistic shit that try to throw at us.
Oh no, I'm not going to take this lying down. I WILL WRITE MORE STORIES AND NOT GIVE IN A TO THE TOXIC MASSES. If this person and others like them wants to hate, let 'em. They will me go from that cesspool they call their lives. I WILL FIGHT THROUGH THE NIGHT UNTIL THE DAWN COMES AGAIN, FOR ALL OF US!
*Sounds of the vast crowds cheer in applause*
Alex the Stargazer, thank you for your comment. At least some can comment without being nasty.
Until then folks, peace out. ;3