The walk through the city was anything but smooth for Reynauld. He had gotten weird looks from some of the other demons. But it was to be expected, he was an armored knight walking through the streets of a modern city. No one could really expect that to happen, and It also wasn't anything that Reynauld expected either. They were fights in the streets and ally ways, prostitutes trying to get him to a bed, drugs were being sold by some weird looking metal cabinet, it was all very new to the Crusader. He noticed that a large amount of these shops was surprisingly, very tame. Cafes, clothing stores (selling latex clothing), book stores (selling porn), and various drug stores, all in all, it was a lot tamer than the knight intentionally thought. He noted that the color and atmosphere of hell was...that he can only describe as very Red. Everything to the walls and even the sky was either light red or very dark red. Granted he saw many demons with different colored fur and skin, but the whole place could do with a little more color than this. He actually missed the grey and brown of the hamlet, at least it was easy on the eyes. Reynauld continued to walk the streets, ignoring the jeers and insults from various other demons he passed by. Until a small silhouette appeared before him.
"Don't move."
Reynaulds attacker was a small rat-like demon, a face of a rat, but the body of a small human, and by the looks of it, the creature was an addict. Sores and scratches covered its neck and arms, he was fidgeting and nervous. The creature had a weapon similar to Dismas's flintlock. A lot sharper and edged than the smooth metal and wood that was Dismas's gun, but it was still a gun. Instead of fearing the gun the rat demon presented, Reynauld simply replied.
"...really?"
"...jus...jus ...JUST GIVE ME YOUR MONEY UNLESS YOU WANT TO-
SMACK! CRACK!
Reynauld grabbed the rat's arm and pointed the gun towards the ground, reared his fist back, and deliverers a punch powerful strong enough to knock out the rat demon and into the nearby trash bin. Reynauld looks around him, expecting the demons around him to pounce on him, but no. They simply ignored what just happened, as if it didn't happen at all. Reynauld simply shrugged and picked up the rat demon and placed him into the dumpster, along with his gun. Reynauld however, ever the altruistic man he was, decided to pity the poor demon and took 5 gold coins from his pouch and place them in the demon's pockets. Even in hell, you must have standards.
Following the alleyway he was in, he came out the other side and found that he was in the middle of a busy market center. He was mildly impressed by it. Various demons and creatures selling food, drink, more drugs and sex. Even though there was a lack of law enforcement, it was peaceful. As peaceful as you can get with, drunk demons arguing with each other, and drugged up demons having public sex. Reynauld had originally thought that place as going to be a wasteland. Fire and brimstone, but no, it was just a very... shitty city.
*Crash*
Reynauld turns around quickly.
Where did that crash come from?
He looks around a bit and sees a group of goat-headed demons, a larger one welding an Ax. The weapon that the demon had glowed like his sword, but it wasn't as powerful. It was then that he noticed someone on the ground... a blonde, pale-looking demon on her back. By the looks of it, they're harassing her. She doesn't look like a prostitute, her clothing covers her entire body, surprisingly. She also doesn't look like she's selling anything. Maybe she was a random shopper.
Bullying was what Reynauld initially expected in hell, along with pain and suffering, but this... this felt horrible. The girl looks as if she didn't even deserve this cruelty, and the goats are just tormenting her and having fun doing it! No one is helping her, instead, the nearby demons around her are laughing as well. Taking pleasure at her torment. Reynauld felt something flare up inside of him. The nearby demons around him that were once laughing, felt something sinister from behind them. They quickly began to back off as he began to stomp toward these goat demons, they could feel the heat radiating from him. A feeling that Reynauld never lost in the hamlet, even in death. A sense of Righteousness.
1 minute earlier
Charlie is near the center, standing in a booth colored in rainbows and tape with pictures of animals. She is holding brightly colored flyers with rainbows and puppies. The blonde, pale demon lady is trying desperately to get a mosquito-like demon to come to her hotel.
Hi there! Would like to-
But like always, the demon ignores her and tears up the flyer given to her. It had been several months since their last patients arrived, but no one still wants to go to the hotel. Charlie isn't a quitter though, she needs to do this, to redeem these sinners. It worked at attracting a few demons to her hotel, not by a lot, but enough. Vaggie is out posting flyers out, and Charlie is left to man the stand. And as always, today's business is slow. Charlie was sad by this, but never let her smile be broken. She takes a deep breath and steps up to a large group of goat-like demons.
"Hi, there! Would you like to hear about how you can be redeemed?"
The five goat demons stop in their tracks; they laugh a bit. But they seem to take interest in this supposed redemption thing. And look over the stand. The biggest one of the group speaks up
"Nice stand you got here, dolphins?"
Charlie happily replies "Thanks! I thought it might attract more people"
"Well, it certainly did...I hate dolphins."
The Goat demon suddenly summons an ax and raises it above his head and began's to hack into the nearby display.
"Wait! STOP! what are you-"
The goat demon suddenly kicks Charlie in the gut, knocking her to the ground. The nearby demons laugh as the goat demons start to destroy her stand. Charlie is on the ground clenching her stomach, but that didn't mean she was down for the count. Charlie can handle her own in a fight if needed, her fight with Katie Killjoy was a good example. But she then notices that the weapon the demon is holding is a divine weapon. Capable of permanently killing a demon, either they born in hell or if they were a sinner. But before she could react, the leader of the group grabs Charlie by her neck and lifts her, choking her. The burly goat demon wore a wife beater shirt, and tan shorts, he is at least 7ft tall and is a muscular build.
"Aw did it hurt princess? GOOD! It's about time someone beat some sense into you, YOU FUCKIN WHORE!"
Laughter erupts from the nearby demons. Charlie was always used to people spitting on her ideas or insulting her, but to physically attack her and try to hurt her. Many demons would try to avoid that, due to her being the princess of hell. But these demons simply didn't care. Charlie knew Vaggie wasn't going to make it back in time, and she didn't wish to know why these demons brought divine weapons, so she quickly tried to conjure up a fireball. However, before she could the goat demon promptly drops her on to her destroyed stand, canceling her fireball.
*Crash* ARgh. Charlie grunted in impact had knocked the wind out of her.
"There we go! Right, where the trash belongs!" "HA HA HA HA HA AHA HA HA HA!"
The nearby demons just laugh. Not even regarding Charlie as royalty. They all just laugh around her, enjoying the spectacle. Charlie can't help but cry a little bit inside. The Goat demon, however, continues his rant trading his ax for a wooden bat.
"We don't need weaklings like you here! Preaching your stupid ideals of redemption! That status of royalty is wasted on a stupid brat like you. Why don't you just grow up? We're in hell!" The demon stands above her now.
"SO JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU STUPID BITCH!" The demon raises his bat and began's to swing. Charlie raises her hands towards the demon. Her face was wet with tears, but the face was twisted in anger and fear. She channeled another fireball, closing her eyes, waiting to counter attack..
CLANG!
Charlie open up her eyes, she didn't feel anything. She was at first confused. Did Vaggie make it in time?! As she looks up, she sees the reason why.
It's a Knight?
Reynaulds arm is grasping the Bat of the goat demon, crushing the wood into splinters. Surprised by the armored warriors' arrival out of nowhere, the demon yelps
"What the Fuck! Who the fuck are you!?"
A stare from Reynaulds eyes quickly makes the rest of the goats step back. But Reynauld doesn't move, he simply slams the broken bat back right into the goat demon's forehead and pushes him into the other thugs. The goat demon yelps in pain as the broken debris leaves a trickle of blood on the demons head.
"Are you okay Miss? Do you require aid?" Reynauld extending a hand to the fallen princess.
"I'm fine" Charlie replied taking his hand and hoisting herself up, and wiping her tears away.
She is surprised by this mysterious savior. A demon? Defending her? Vaggie had always protected her when they were together, but she was surprised to see the demon before her actually protecting her. He was a shadow demon but in armor. She at first thought that he was a royal guard from her family for a second but, she doesn't recognize any family heirlooms or symbols on him. And the Knights of crusades long ago that went to hell died years ago in earlier exterminations. Was he a mercenary sent by her mother? Or by her Father? The goats regaining their thoughts, began to talk back against their transgressor.
"Well well well look who's trying to be a hero!"
"Heroes who try to do things down here end up dead for a reason."
"You trying to get in little miss Bitches pants? Ha Good luck"
"Here comes the knight in shining armor, saving the little whore."
"Why don't you and the little bitch go fuck off in your little tower!"
The crowd around them begin to laugh, but Reynauld simply replies
"Impressive Insults. Did you rehearse them in a mirror, or did you pull it out of your ass?"
The nearby spectators start to snicker but with less restraint this time. Reynauld was a little bit glad he learned a few witty comebacks from Dismas.
"Or did you hear them from someone else and decide to be some lazy leech and just claim it as you own?"
The Goat snarls in anger.
"I CAME UP WITH THAT INSULT MYSELF YOU WALKING TIN CAN!"
"Truly? Then I must apologize. For a goat-like yourself, I simply assumed that you wouldn't be able to come up with something that clever.
"Heh! Why thank- HEY! WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN!?"
"I think you know what I mean...do you?"
"ARE YOU SAYING WHERE STUPID OR SOMETHING! ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE US LOOK LIKE FOOLS!?"
"Your wearing shredded clothing and speak as if your constipated, so sorry for assuming you were dumber than...actually, I think all that shit inside of you has a higher intellect than you five combined."
At this point, the various demons nearby start to laughing, imps are on the ground clenching their stomachs, while horned devils and succubus start to point at the goats. The five goats are now thoroughly pissed and start to clench the weapons they had.
"You trying to rill us up?! IS THAT IT!?"
"You want to start a fight!?"
"A fight...pfft. You clench those weapons like your virgins. Your postures off, your arms can't take the weight and you don't want to make the first move."
The crowd around them starts to laugh hysterically now, as the center of the square is now teaming with various demons of different colors, shapes, and forms. An imp in the crowd then blares an air horn shouting.
"OH BURNED! THEY JUST GOT FUCKIN BURNED"
The goats finally snap. They start to pull out the various weapons they had.
"OH, THAT'S IT! YOU'RE A DEAD MOTHER FUCKER! RAGHHHHH!"

The demon charges at Reynauld, raising his ax behind his back and prepares to strike. Only for Reynauld to unsheathe his longsword and catches the Ax by the hilt off his blade. The Demons around them start to cheer as the fight began's! A crowd began's to form and Immediately bets are being placed, cheers and shouts ring out all around them. The two stand in a bind now. The demon pushing forward, trying to push Reynauld down, but Reyanuld simply adjusts his blade downwards, allowing all the pressure applied to the ax to curve downward away from him. Before the Goat demon could recover, Reynauld quickly twists his sword out of the bind and quickly slashes downwards into the demon's arm.
CLANG! SHINK! Ting! SLASH! ARGGHHH!
The goat demon recoils and screams, the burning sting from the holy blade, hisses and burns his flesh and hair. The nearby demon all of a sudden stop their betting and cheering. The looks of amusement, now replaced with fear. The blade that Reynauld had, hummed and glowed. The nearby demons simply cringe and start to step back. The Sword...it was...strange. It was a divine weapon, but..it was more...powerful than a regular one. The goat demon is confused, the blade the crusader had stung, it was as if he felt the blade had struck his soul. The arrogance that once filled the demon, was now replaced with utter fear and dread. But before he could react.
SHINK!
Reynaulds blade was at his neck. The goat demon simply stared at the knight that was in front of him. As if he was a cornered bunny, hunted by a wolf. Reynauld stares into the goat's eyes. His bright white, emotionless eyes.
"I won. If you want to live, just leave."
The goat demon, wither it be a moment of panic or stupidity, attempts to swing his ax towards Reynaulds arm, but the sword is quicker. The blade runs through the demon's neck. The blood from his neck practically boils and fizzles. the sound of crackling and popping can be heard as the demon gurgles on his blood. The body seemingly trying to stay alive, violently shaking and thriving but eventually, the corpses remain still. His face frozen in fear. The crowd doesn't cheer or smile, they simple just stare at the armored demon. Who was this demon? Where did he come from? It was like he was an exterminator. Reynauld didn't seem to care, because the rest of goat demons began to charge.
"You Bastard! RAGHHH!"
The Goats rush the crusader, one of the goat's charges forward with a one-handed ax and is prepared to strike, but before he could even swing, Reynauld simply thrusts his blade into the throat of the demon and rips it out in a slash. Killing him. Using the momentum of his last attack, Reynauld Quickly catches another ax head coming from his right, quickly catching it on the hilt. And like before directs the ax downwards, and twists his sword around to strike the demons cheek. The demon screams in pain for a moment, until the blade is run through his chest. The burning sensation in the demon's lungs makes him spews blood out of his mouth, covering the crusader's helmet. Reynauld pushes the dead goat off his blade and falls to the ground. A third goat demon Charges a Reynauld, trying to stab him in the neck. But with his left hand, Reynauld quickly knocks aside the spear and grabs it by its shaft. He then pulls the spear, staggering the demon, before a large blade is run through the demon's mouth. Reynauld kicks the demon off his blade, but before he could react-
*WHAM!*
A mace from behind, the last goat demon manages to strike the back of Reynaulds head, stunning him. Reynauld is on the ground disoriented and without his sword.
"HAHA GOT TOO COCKY BITCH!"
Reynauld tries to get up, but the demon simply strikes the crusaders back over and over again and again.
" TAKE THAT! AND THAT! AND THIS! AND THAT YOU FUCKING CUNT! RAGH!"
A strike to head, again he is stunned but is lying on his back now. The goat demon is pressing his foot against his chest, as he gloats.
"Oh don't worry brave knight, I won't kill you or your little princess, I'll just use her for a bit. You can watch me fuck! Then I'll give her back. Heh heh no use in a broken toy"
Reynauld snapped. Hearing those words, from this filthy demon. Reynauld just didn't care anymore. In an instant. Reynauld lifted himself upward, tossing the goat demon down to the ground and wrestles the mace out of his hand. Now the roles are reversed.
" WAIT! NO WAIT I-
"RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!"
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Reynaulds fury is unleashed! He continues to pummel the Goat over and over and over again. Breaking the goat's jaw, dislocating in on the first strike, then shattering it at the next few punches. Blood and snot start to be spray everywhere as teeth and pieces of flesh fly off the demon's face.
"RRAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH!
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!
Reynauld couldn't help but scream in rage! The demon's words had been rushing into his brain, cutting off all sense of logic or restraint from his system. He couldn't, he didn't want to stop, not until "This Mistake is removed from this world!" Now, normally demons would cheer at the sight of such violence and gore. But every demon remained silent, too afraid to act. The sound of crushing bones and a screaming knight are the only things that can be heard. Until he stops. He slowly rises from the mangled dying corpse that was the goat demon. It twitches and pulses, the blood is practically lobs of clot covering Reynaulds arms. He then grabs his Arment helmet and chucks it to the ground. To everyone's surprise, they now see the face of this knight. A Shadow demon. The types of demons that were not capable of holding holy weapons. But yet, here one stands before them, panting and wheezing, holding a fucking holy weapon! How was this possible.
Reynauld is now tired. He had punched the face of the goat so much, to point of being unrecognizable. Dizzy, fatigued, in combination with his dry throat and constant gasps for air. Reynauld vomits. All over the goat demon. Everybody in the crowd simply watches and cringes at the sight. But are too petrified and disgusted to even say anything.
As Reynauld wipes away his vomit, he lumbers over to his sword and drags it towards the twitching body. He then lifts it and drives it into the mangled demon. Ending his suffering.
"Huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff" Reynauld looks around him, then towards the ground "Shit." Reynauld said to himself.
Seeing that every single demon is now eyeing him. That was something he always struggled with. Reynald always wanted to do the right thing, but it often got him into a lot of trouble. But there was no way out of this mess, no one to pull him out this time. He would have to get himself out. So, with a plan in mind, he turns towards the crowd and yells
"...WELL!...ANYONE ELSE WANT TO DIE!"
The demons quickly recoil, not wanting to be anywhere near this crazy shadow demon anymore, so many starts to shake their heads no, others simply walking away, others wanting to step up and say "Me!" but thought against it.
"Good! Now...Go about your business. If anyone asks...you didn't see anything!"
The crowd quickly disperses after hearing these words, many running off at breakneck speeds, while others simply go about their business as usual. And with that, the shadow demon collapses. He looks over to see if the pale demon is safe.
"CHARLIE!"
Reynauld looks over to see a female demon emerge from the crowd and rush towards the other demon. The female demon has white hair with a pink bow tie tied to it. Her dress is white and sleeveless, having two x's over them and is wearing striped grey stockings. Hey skin color is a light grey, and one of her eyes is replaced with an eye patch and big red X. He notices that she is armed with a large harpoon-like spear, and grasps his sword. But when the two started to hug each other in a warm embrace. Reynauld concluded that she was friendly. The grey demon started to cry, stuttering an apology.
"I'm so so sorry! I-i-i Should have been here! You should have gone with me-I-
"It's okay Vaggie. I'm okay! I'm fine. It isn't your fault."
"YOU ALMOST DIED! I-i-i-ii couldn't even forgive myself if-"
"It could've been worse. But it's okay now. "
Charlie continued to hug her crying girlfriend. Letting Vaggie cry it all out of her system. She turned to see the demon that saved her was now standing next to the two of them. He was a tall and intimidating, but without his helmet, he seemed a lot safer to be around.
"You seem to alright, do you need any more help?"
Vaggie looked up to see the armored demon and immediately drew her spear. Reynauld stepped back as the demon pointed her spear to his neck. Charlie flustered trying to calm Vaggie down.
"You." a stern, cold voice came from her lips.
"Yes."
"You're the one who saved Charlie?"
"Correct."
"..." The demon lowered her spear and presented her hand with a comforting smile.
"Thank you."
Reynauld smiled back. "Just doing what I thought was right."
The two demons shuck their hands and sat back down with Charlie.
"It's nice to meet a friendly demon down here. What's your name?" Charlie questioned.
"My name...oh. My name is Reynauld."
"I'm Charlie, and this is my girlfriend Vaggie."
"A pleasure to meet you both. Are you going to be okay?"
Reynauld pointing to Charlies back, and neck.
"I'll be fine, I heal up pretty quickly."
"Heh heh let's hope so."
"Hey. Why did you save me?'
Reynauld was stunned by such a question. Were such things not welcomed in hell? "Why shouldn't I? Is it not normal to help those in need?"
Both Charlie and Vaggie were surprised by his answer. Was he new around here? Charlie was practically smiling after hearing those words, Vaggie was a bit more suspicious, but felt happy hearing them as well "Have you noticed where we live right now?"
Reynauld then remembered that he was in hell. "Oh yeah, forgot, I'm in hell."
Charlie chuckled a bit as well. She was happy to see a genuine nice demon down in hell. they were usually very rare and even then, they died too soon. "Hehe judging by your reaction, your new around here aren't you?"
"Yes. Heh heh. I'm afraid so."
"Do you have a place to sleep Reynauld?" Charlie questioned realizing a potential patient.
"Unfortunately no I'm afraid. I just got here recently. Do you know a place where I can stay?"
Charlie's grin grew from ear to ear, constantly looking at Vaggie as if she was a child wanting a new toy. Vaggie looked over the Knight with cautious eyes, staring back to her lovers smile, and nodding in approval.
Charlie squealed in delight
"Weeeeee. Okay okay okay. Whew. Mr. Reynauld. Would you like to stay at our hotel!?"
Reynauld face gave a very puzzled looked.
"Hotel? I'm sorry but, I don't have any money on me-
"Don't be silly. You saved me. It's the least I can do for you."
Reynauld thought it over for a bit. These women were demons after all. The stories of their trickery and deception were driven into his head wither he liked it or not. It could be a trap for all he knew. But he felt something in the back of his mind, saying that he should trust these two demons. After all, hell broke his expectations greatly. So, with a smile Reynald replied.
"Okay then. Sure. I'll come."
"YES!"
Charlie jumped in the air and gave Reynauld the biggest bear hug she could muster. Reynauld at first was both surprised and confused by this jester, looking at Vaggie for help. Vaggie simply smiled and waved her hand to do the same. With one big sigh, Reynauld hugged back.